Urban Demon Slayer

"Hahaha, Commander Song, is this the genius you say is better than me?!" Among the crowd, Du Hong laughed the loudest.

"Commander Song, I respect your abilities and your past very much, but you really made a mistake this time!" Du Hong's figure swept away, his feet lightly tapped the ground, and he jumped to the master. In front of the banquet.

"He's like this, and he won't be able to catch up with me in another ten, eight, or even fifty or a hundred years!" Du Hong snatched the demon-slaying knife from Wang Qianchen's hand, and then waved it on the stage.

Song Chongjian is right when he says that the demon-slaying sword technique is a skill that every demon-slayer must learn, but the simpler the thing, the more skill can be seen, and Du Hong mastered this skill very skillfully three years ago. And it hasn't been touched since.

Because for him, if he really wanted to kill the demon, he wouldn't need such a simple thing.

With just a palm or a punch, you can blast the heads of those monsters.

Now that Du Hong was picking up the old sword again, it was still not unfamiliar at all, and the blade danced in front of him with a "swish, swish" sound.

There was a white light, and the whole process was as smooth as a dragon. The knife seemed to be integrated with him. The knife was him, and he was the knife. Who could not give a thumbs up after seeing it?

People who thought he was too arrogant before are now convinced.

After seeing his sword skills, the genius disciples who were eager to try it out and wanted to teach this arrogant guy a lesson for Song Chongjian all stopped one by one, because at most they danced the same as Du Hong and could not surpass him, so they could not reach the goal. To the point of being slapped in the face.

If an ordinary person were to use this set of demon-slaying sword techniques, it would take at least five minutes to dance from beginning to end, but Du Hong only took half a minute because his speed was so fast that he could not see it clearly with the naked eye. .

Half a minute later, Du Hong put away the knife and then put the knife on his head. On the table in front of the banquet.

"Commander Song, I came here for you, but now it seems that you have nothing to teach me. In that case, I will leave the training camp first! Of course, my respect for you remains unchanged. Today I hope you can understand my abruptness." Du Hong finally said.

After saying two words, he turned around and flew off the stage, striding toward the entrance of the training camp.

The scene was silent, and no one knew what to say.

Song Chongjian looked at his back with a livid face, also speechless. He only had one chance to "subdue" Du Hong. If he didn't succeed this time, there would be no next time.

If Du Hong wanted to leave, there was no way he could force him to stay.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, someone suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound. It was Wang Qianchen who had been embarrassed and looked like a clown just now.

"What are you doing?" Du Hong turned around and looked at Wang Qianchen with a puzzled expression.

Normally, he would never pay attention to such a person, but after all, the two had just compared each other, especially since he was appointed by Song Chongjian, so he still had to give him some face.

"I would like to ask, how long did it take you to master this set of demon-slaying sword techniques?" Wang Qianchen looked sincere, as if he was really asking for advice.

"One day!" Du Hong looked proud.

Everyone was amazed. Although the demon-slaying sword technique is simple, it requires

It is not easy to fully master and use it skillfully. Du Hong actually mastered it to this level in just one day. He is worthy of being a genius among geniuses. No wonder he dared to claim to be the best in the training camp!

"One day, right? Okay, then you can see clearly how long it took me." With that said, Wang Qianchen turned around and picked up the demon-slaying knife on the table.

Du Hong didn't know what he was going to do and looked at him curiously.

"Qianchen..." Song Chongjian was also puzzled.

"Commander Song, I'm sorry, I embarrassed you just now. I have never learned the demon-slaying sword technique before... Now, please give me another chance..." Wang Qianchen's face was calm, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Chongjian was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and quickly said with a serious expression: "Okay, then I'll give you another chance!"

Hearing this, Wang Qianchen wanted to demonstrate another demon-slaying sword technique, but he had never learned it before, so what was the use of doing it again? While everyone was puzzled, Du Hong had already turned around and left.

"Boring." Du Hong snorted coldly and strode forward.

With.

"Shuashuashua——"

At this moment, the sharp blade cut through the air, and Wang Qianchen had obviously begun to show off. Just listening to his voice was different from before. Before, he was clumsy, dull, and funny, but this time he was relaxed, free, and at ease!

Du Hong turned around in surprise and saw the Lord. On the stage, the blade in front of Wang Qianchen has danced into a ball of white light, and the speed is extremely fast, no less than him just now, and even vaguely means to surpass him.

More importantly, when Wang Qianchen performed this set of sword techniques, his movements, angles, and strength were all perfect.

No, it's not perfect, it's perfect, perfect to the extreme!

If the full score was ten points, Du Hong would have gotten ten points just now, and Wang Qianchen could definitely get twelve points!

It took Du Hong half a minute to complete a set of demon-slaying sword techniques, while Wang Qianchen took... twenty seconds!

Twenty seconds later, Wang Qianchen put away the knife and put it back on his master. On the banquet table.

"Commander Song, are you satisfied?"

Wang Qianchen looked at the stunned Song Chongjian and laughed softly.

(End of chapter)