The Venerable Monster Tamer

Chapter 12: Lightning? Can't stop my way forward!

"Qingluoyi." He stretched out his limbs, letting the lightning vines spread across his body. The vines are intertwined and intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, they are woven into an airtight, full-body vine armor composed of blue vines.

Chu Yun has already rushed close.

"You back down, the Taoism I'm going to use next is so powerful that you, a freshman, can't compete. Hurry up and admit defeat, so as not to suffer physical pain. It's not good to be seriously injured and bedridden by me at the beginning of enrollment." Yan Que's tone was indifferent, and he persuaded Chu Yun to surrender in the tone of a senior.

Chu Yun's momentum continued unabated.

"Hmph, I'm trying to persuade you. If you ask for trouble, then you can't blame me. Thunder Vine, take root and block the enemy at the same time!" Yan Que sneered and issued a new order.

The Thunder Vine quickly pierced the surface of the arena, went deep underground, and absorbed the vitality of the earth. Simultaneously or out of the blue, issue the "result" command.

The vines are constantly absorbing the vitality of the earth. At this time, the branches tremble and quickly bear dark blue fruits. This is the famous Xunlei fruit, which bursts out plasma and thunder, and can collapse rocks and mountains.

"It's over." Yan Que looked at Chu Yun who was approaching, and sighed, "Learn a lesson and gain wisdom, let's accumulate knowledge. Remember, in the battle between demon masters, you must know yourself and the enemy. I respect you You know the bottom line, but you don't know anything about my Taoism. Your failure has been settled from the very beginning."

"Chu Yun is going to die!"

"It's still Yan Que's senior, who has a better skill."

The crowd sighed, and some of them had already covered their eyes, unable to bear to witness Chu Yun's tragic situation in the next moment.

"Xunleiguo, blast me!" Yan Que shouted suddenly.

bang bang bang...

At this moment, explosions sounded one after another, deafening. The light was dazzling, lightning flashed and thundered on the arena, and plasma burst out. The spectators covered their ears and closed their eyes.

Thunder fruit exploded one after another, and the attack was particularly powerful. It even endangered the Thunder Vine itself. Under the attack, many vines were affected by the explosion and were blown to pieces. Remnant vines and fallen leaves fluttered in bursts, covering the sky and the earth.

"Thunder fruit explosion is a tactic that kills one thousand enemies and harms eight hundred. Chu Yun, it is a great honor for you to force me to use this move. You must remember the feeling at this moment well, and when you fight against us ordinary scholars in the future , think about it again."

Yan Que sneered in his heart. At this time, he was covered with green radish clothes, still being shaken by the explosion, his body was writhing, and his chest felt tight. After this battle, the cultivation base of his Demon Planted Thunder Vine will drop for 20 years. Not only that, but he must cultivate carefully within half a month, and cannot carry out a second thunder fruit explosion.

But compared to the victory, this sacrifice is worth it.

However, just when he thought that the overall situation was settled, the spectators suddenly exclaimed in unison!

"Impossible! Am I wrong?" Someone exclaimed.

"In this dense explosion, the cub is still moving forward! Is this a dream?" Someone slapped himself on the mouth again, and then covered his face, gasping for air in pain.

The thunder fruit explosion is still going on, but it is not as dense as it was at the beginning. In twos and threes, the lightning was no longer dazzling, and everyone outside the venue was dumbfounded, watching the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Chu Yun is advancing!

In the explosion, in the lightning and thunder, step forward, never back!

"How could this happen? This kind of saber technique, this kind of saber technique!" After seeing it clearly, even Yan Que was stunned.

The thunder fruits around were exploding violently, but they couldn't stop Chu Yun from moving forward. The Zui Xue knife danced vertically and horizontally in his hand, drawing out a ball of bright and bright knife light.

Chopping, pulling, cutting, and peeling, the four basic knife skills are in Chu Yun's hands, and he can do it easily. Connecting around, without the slightest pause.

At this moment, Ning Yiyi's eyes widened, Huaying opened her mouth, and Jin Bihan's eyes were dull. Everyone was dumbfounded, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Zhihu, this is Zhihu! It's so fierce that even Thunder can't stop him!"

"With a sword in hand, the world is invincible! No wonder he was able to kill Can Lang. This is not a fluke at all, it is strength!"

The explosion wave approached him and was disintegrated by the knife. Lightning struck and was guided out by the blade. Chu Yun had already swung the Zuixue knife freely, like a part of his own body.

"This kind of saber technique can only be possessed by those knight-errants who have practiced the demon sword for decades and experienced the edge of life and death. Could it be that Chu Yun has practiced saber technique since his mother's womb?"

Yan Que couldn't believe his eyes, this kind of saber technique has been mastered, the human and the saber merged into one, forming an inseparable whole.

"Chu Yun is only 13 years old, it's not wrong. Then it can only show that he is an unborn swordsman genius! I thought I had a chance to win and had a huge advantage. Unexpectedly, the real advantage is the opponent!" Yan Que I can only find such an explanation in my heart, my heart is shaking, and my fighting spirit is already disintegrating.

"It's broken with one knife!" Chu Yun split the thunder and lightning, and came in big strides. Shu Jiadao made the last move, and the light of the saber was subdued in an instant, and the saber's momentum disappeared, leaving only a Drunken Snow Dao that was carved like ice and snow.

The blade of the saber drew an unfathomable and mysterious trajectory, directly tore through Qingluoyi, and slashed at Yan Que's chest.

Blood spurted out, Thunder Fujieda trembled like an electric shock, and quickly fell silent. Yan Que's eyes widened, and he fell to the sky!

There was a dead silence in the audience, and then there was a loud explosion after a long while.

"Victory, the young tiger Chu Yun defeated Senior Yan Que. He really is the strongest freshman in history!"

"He slashed and killed all the way without stopping. No matter how senior Yan Que attacks, he will attack with attack, and he will be chopped down at the end. Senior Yan Que will fall."

"Damn it, I can't get into the arena, Senior Yan Que's injuries seem to be serious..."

"Ahem, you won. Unexpectedly, you are so strong. Cough, I was wrong." Yan Que was lying on the ground, with a huge knife wound on his chest from the upper right to the lower left, bleeding profusely. One hand can't cover it at all.

His injuries were severe, but not fatal.

At the last moment, Chu Yun withdrew a bit of saber momentum, but left enough lessons.

"I said that I only speak from the facts. I have no interest in the struggle between the common people and the rich. Don't stop me from moving forward, Yan Que." Chu Yun looked down at the fallen opponent, and slowly lifted the bloodless Drunken Snow Knife, put it in the scabbard on the back.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there seemed to be some kind of magical power, and the surroundings fell silent. Throughout the arena, his faint words could be heard.

After saying these words, with an expression on his face, he stepped over Yan Que's body and walked out of the arena. The crowd dispersed automatically, and no student dared to stand in front of him.