Song Shiyu heard the words around him, raised his eyebrows lightly, and teased: "Being targeted by Instructor Yan, you are miserable now, he shot with all his strength, four or five seconds, maybe he can end the battle with you!"

"It won't take that long, less than a second!"

Ning Chuan thought about it and said seriously.

Song Shiyu was a little surprised.

The feeling that Ning Chuan gave him was not like someone who would take the initiative to soften.

Boom!

A loud exchange of gold and iron interrupted Song Shiyu's doubts.

Yan Zhuang and Xia Xi are fighting with swords.

Swords and shadows clash, and sparks continue to burst!

Intense.

"A-level martial arts, drifting snow sword technique, has also reached the micro realm!"

Many trainees were shocked.

Many of these people have practiced A-level martial arts, and most of them have reached the realm of mastery at most, and the martial arts that can be subtle are still mainly B-level.

"Look, Xia Xi has used the Cold Ice Energy!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded.

On the field.

Between Xia Xi's swing of the sword, the cold air condensed, and a large snowflake flew from around the sword body.

More than ten meters away, many students felt the icy chill.

It's like being in the middle of the wind.

You can imagine how low the temperature is near the sword body!

Song Shiyu's face had a dignified look and said, "No wonder Xia Xi can kill a first-class martial artist head-on!"

He combines ice powers with drifting snow swordsmanship that freezes his opponent's body.

In other words, Instructor Yan is a nine-rank martial artist, and his body is frost-resistant.

Otherwise, Instructor Yan's Drifting Snow Sword Method is to the limit of microscopic limits, and it is estimated that they will lose!

"The temperature is quite low!"

Ning Chuan felt it, and his expression was still calm.

His Vajra body not only improves the body's defense, but also has attributes such as fire resistance, frost resistance, and anti-virus.

If you can reach the highest eighteen floors in the legend.

Invincible!

Fear no ice and fire!

Carry missiles hard!

A few minutes later.

"I throw in the towel."

Feeling a chill in his neck, Xia Xi's swinging of the sword immediately froze, sighed, and said in disappointment.

A sword pressed to his throat.

"Well done!"

Yan Zhuang withdrew his long sword, praised, and said, "Reward 20 points." "

There was a commotion at the training ground.

You know, students who have participated in the battle before will receive up to 10 points.

Xia Xi's performance is obviously a level higher.

"Thank you instructor, I will continue to prove my excellence in the coming days!"

Xia Xi clenched her fists and said in a deep voice, and the color of loss was swept away.

Then, Xia Xi turned and left.

He did not return to his original position, but walked straight to Ning Chuan.

"I admit that your body is stronger than mine!"

Xia Xi stared at Ning Chuan tightly and said, "However, my sword technique, as well as the Cold Ice Ability, is enough to make up for the gap in body technique, and even surpass it by a lot!"

Ning Chuan smiled lightly and said, "How do you know that my sword technique is not good?" "

After the Wind Shadow Three Thousand reached the realm of mastery, his strength went to another level.

Killing a first-class martial artist head-on seems to be quite certain.

"It is!"

Song Shiyu came over with a smile and said, "Don't talk so much, be careful to be slapped in the face by Ning Chuan like in the morning!"

"He can't!"

Xia Xi clasped her hands to her chest and her tone affirmative.

His views are similar to those of other students.

Ning Chuan is a genius.

But the swift pace consumed him too much time.

Therefore, Ning Chuan is not even the awakening high section.

It is impossible to have enough energy to cultivate the sword technique anymore.

"In that case, the next trainee, Ning Chuan!"

Yan Zhuang heard the conversation of several people and said with a smile.

"Yes."

Ning Chuan walked forward and stopped arguing with Xia Xi.

Language often pales in comparison.

After the fight, the truth will be revealed.

Coming closer, Ning Chuan pulled out the silver blood combat knife and said calmly: "My martial arts is lightning and slashing, and the fist power is about 2000kg.

"I know your message."

Yan Zhuang smiled and said, "After you defeated Instructor Ma in the morning, he told me everything!"

"I can see that this person Lao Yan has a darker heart than anyone else!"

Ma Fengxing stood on the sidelines and whispered.

Ning Chuan didn't have any pride on his face, and said, "Instructor Ma just had some bad luck, his body level is very high, and he is also very good, and he pointed me to the wind pressure room to cultivate the wind shadow three thousand, which benefited me a lot."

"Instructor Ma is quite enthusiastic."

Yan Zhuang groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "Before you start fighting, you can ask me some questions accumulated by cultivating Lightning Slash."

Ning Chuan shook his head gently: "No." "

It's all perfect, what's the problem."

Ning Chuan's only doubt was that after the Lightning Slash and the Swift Wind Step promoted to the Perfect Realm, the value after the progress was still rising.

But this kind of thing must not be said.

"How could it not be!"

Yan Zhuang did not believe it.

On the way to cultivate Lightning Slash, he had encountered many difficulties.

Yan solemnly said: "I have a lot of experience in lightning slashing, I have reached the realm of experts, and it is not a problem to guide you."

"Not really."

Ning Chuan was a little helpless.

Yan Zhuang's brows furrowed when he heard this, and the thing he was most worried about still happened.

Ning Chuan won the first place in the morning, and also defeated the instructor Ma Fengxing, his mentality swelled, and he became too proud, and he would feel humiliated even when he asked for someone.

"In other respects, I have a problem."

Ning Chuan thought about it and said in a deep voice.

"Say."

"How many points can I get by beating this instructor of yours?"

Ning Chuan asked with a smile.

The teeth are exceptionally white against the light.

More than twenty trainees and the staff on the sidelines instantly exploded!

How many meanings does this mean?

"Ning Chuan, this is crazy!"

"Even if he is the same as Xia Xi, he can combine his special energy with the Lightning Slash, he can't help Instructor Yan, didn't he listen to Instructor Yan, the Lightning Slash is an expert realm!"

"Once this is crushed, it will directly die!"

Many people felt that Ning Chuan was too arrogant.

Yan Zhuang is almost the same view.

"Are you really too proud!"

Yan Zhuang sighed in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Ning Chuan, after this battle, you may lose face and experience great setbacks.

I hope you can come out as soon as possible.

A genius who has not experienced setbacks cannot grow into a true martial arts powerhouse!

"Instructor Yan, I advise you to better prepare."

Ning Chuan reminded seriously.

He knew very well how fast the lightning slash of the perfect realm was.

In the case of strict suppression of strength, if one does not pay attention, it is likely to be injured.

At that time, Yan Zhuang may secretly deduct his points.

"Come on."

Yan Zhuang sighed helplessly, pulled out a combat knife, and pointed it directly at Ning Chuan.

Rumble!

The two are weapons fighting, no body skills, so they are very close, Ning Chuan directly swung his knife and slashed, a dazzling silver light appeared from the training ground, accompanied by a deafening thunderstorm sound, lightning streaked through the sky.

"Not good!"

Yan Zhuang's eyes changed drastically, and he was still thinking about how to enlighten Ning Chuan's brain to empty immediately.

He was a nine-rank martial artist and perceived it very clearly.

The thunder that shocked people's ears came from the narrow sword that slashed at him.

Signs of lightning and perfection.

Clang!

Fire splattered.

With amazing reflexes, Yan Zhuang swung his sword to block this slash.

But with limited strength, the long knife was shaken high.

Phew!

The air made a cracking sound.

A horizontal silver light, with an arc trajectory, slashed towards Yan Zhuang's neck!

The speed is extremely fast, like electricity in the void.

Yan Zhuang wanted to cast a lightning slash to block it.

"Don't panic!"

Years of combat experience made Yan Zhuang make a decisive decision, and with a turn of the wrist holding the knife, he slammed and blocked Ning Chuan's horizontal slash with the hilt.

His figure was so shocked that he staggered back.

"I'm going to take the opportunity to distance myself..." Before

Yan Zhuang's thoughts landed, a silver light like electricity, straight forward, had already touched the skin on his forehead.

Ning Chuan held the silver blood in his hand, and his eyes were ruthless.

Three slashes in a flash!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like