My Projections Are All the Roots of the Holy Spirit

Chapter 36: Where did we lose?

3, Martial Arts Hall.

When Xu Jun followed Liu Yang in, he found that someone was already waiting in the martial arts gym.

The three principals were all alive, and none of them was absent.

In addition to the principal, Wu Yushuang, the head teacher of Class 1, was there with the two innate students in the class.

two?

Xu Jun's eyes swept over Liu Xuanyue's body.

Although martial arts can be practiced by both men and women. However, because of the gender differences in the human body and the physiological structure of men and women.

The number of male warriors actually far exceeds that of female warriors.

And there are even fewer female warriors who can advance to the innate level.

Wu Yushuang said quickly: "Classmate Xu Jun, this martial arts competition is not open to the public. Classmate Liu Xuanyue is also a genius, and she wants to watch the battle up close. Of course, if you don't agree..."

Xu Jun smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter."

It’s not like I’m going to lose anyway, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.

Wu Yushuang breathed a sigh of relief. Although she knew that the probability of Xu Jun's refusal was not high, she would only feel relieved when he agreed.

Chen Hangru took the initiative to step forward and said: "Classmate Xu Jun, classmate He Zhichao, your discussion today is a small-scale matter within the school. I hope you try not to mention it to others, okay?"

Xu Jun cursed in his heart, but did not object.

Liu Yang had already told him before coming here.

The school did this because it didn't want to make things worse.

The competition between two genius-level students must be big news in the school.

If the rumor spreads, it will definitely not be a good thing for the loser.

The two men walked onto the ring separately.

He Zhichao also held a long sword in his hand, his eyes were bright, and there was a kind of calm and carefree expression between his eyebrows.

It is true that Xu Jun is born with talent, but after all, he is a young eagle who has just entered the world of talent.

And he had already achieved Qi and Blood Innateness a year ago.

So, He Zhichao is very confident.

This confidence was accumulated through countless battles with his classmates.

Except for meeting Jin Languang, the monster from No. 1 Middle School, it was really hard for him to lose against other peers.

"Xu Jun, please." He Zhichao raised his hand with his sword in hand.

Xu Jun returned the gift, silently complaining in his heart.

The competition between students is so troublesome.

When Xiao Xujun from another world was sparring with those people, he would fight as soon as he was told, without any warning in advance.

He Zhichao's wrist shook slightly, and suddenly he stabbed with a sword.

call out!

A fierce sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the long sword was extremely fast, as if it came to Xu Jun in the blink of an eye.

The three principals nodded slightly.

Yes, Xiao He has made significant progress after a summer of hard work.

The three of them are all veteran innates, and they are well aware of the martial arts progress of the two innates in the first class.

So at a glance, you can tell whether it's good or bad.

On the contrary, Wu Yushuang and Liu Yang looked a little nervous.

The two of them themselves were only acquired peak warriors, but the two students on the stage now were innate.

The amount of pressure I was feeling at this time was truly indescribable.

Nice fast sword!

With the sword's heart clear, Xu Jun even had the time to comment on He Zhichao's sword.

But, this is just good.

The sword in his hand flashed and he deftly blocked the sword.

When the two swords came into contact, Xu Jun immediately felt a surging power surge up from the opponent's sword.

Qi and blood entered Xiantian, and completely different changes occurred.

With this skill alone, you can take advantage of yourself when facing non-qi and blood innates.

However, all this could not be hidden from Jian Xin Tongming, and it was all within Xu Jun's expectation.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"Buzz..." A sword sound suddenly exploded, like thunder from outside that day, breaking through the sky.

He Zhichao, who was the first to bear the brunt, froze slightly. He was shocked to find that after hearing this sound, his energy and blood seemed to be affected.

The blood that was originally boiling and strong, like an arm and a finger, actually felt a little stagnant at this time.

This feeling is so sudden, but it is real.

The innate sword sounds!

Although he had long known that Xu Jun had understood the innate sword sound, he also knew that the innate sword sound was an existence comparable to the innate in the realm of sword cultivation.

However, it was not until he came into contact with it in person that he realized how strange and terrifying Xu Jun's sword sound was.

The sound of this sword can actually shake the Qi and blood of an innate-level warrior.

This is so **** shameless!

"Ding."

After Xu Jun let out a sword cry, he exerted a little force on his wrist, not only easily swung away He Zhichao's long sword, but also stabbed it in the chest.

This sword has an unimpeded path forward and its momentum is overwhelming.

He Zhichao's steps flew back, and it only took less than a second to go from attacking first to retreating instantly.

At the same time, he desperately circulated the qi and blood in his body, and the strangeness in the surging qi and blood was finally smoothed away by him using stronger qi and blood.

A sharp look flashed in his eyes.

He Zhichao regrouped, his energy and blood surged again, and his aura became even better.

This time, I am mentally prepared to see how you break me...

"Buzz."

Suddenly, another sword sound sounded.

He Zhichao, who was originally full of courage and concentration, thinking that he would never be affected by the sound of the sword again, suddenly let out a muffled groan.

The energy and blood in his body actually became chaotic.

This time he was affected much more seriously than last time.

If for the first time I just felt stagnant Qi and blood, there seemed to be a strange surge.

So this time, it was just the uncontrollable churning of Qi and blood.

At this time, He Zhichao's face was pale and he had only one thought in his mind.

What the hell, what kind of sword sound is this?

How can anyone fight such a weird innate sword sound?

Even the sword sound of the monster in No. 1 is not so terrifying!

Liu Xuanyue, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, showed a trace of confusion.

What happened to He Zhichao?

Is he acting?

The three principals looked at each other, all secretly shocked.

Although they knew last time that Xu Jun's control over Xiantian Jianming had reached an extremely high level.

Under his control, the sound of the sword's cry could be used to identify friends and foes as he pleased.

Although everyone in the martial arts hall heard the sound.

But only He Zhichao was affected, but others did not feel the true power contained in this sword cry.

However, seeing what He Zhichao experienced at this time.

They were also doubtful.

The power of this innate sword sound... seems to be a bit too great!

"Ding…"

The two swords intersected again, and this time Xu Jun's sword seemed to have a sticky force, tightly sticking to the sword in He Zhichao's hand.

After spinning three times in succession, the sword trembled slightly again.

"Buzz."

The third sword cry.

This time, what Xu Jun used was not a single sound, but five sword sounds that rippled out at the same time.

He Zhichao could no longer hold on. He loosened his wrist and the sword flew away from his hand.

The tip of Xu Jun's sword shook slightly in front of his chest and neck, then he put the sword away and stood up.

He Zhichao's hands were empty and his face was blank.

I lost.

But where did I lose?

This sword cry... is too evil.

The innate sword cultivator is so terrifying.

(End of chapter)