In an inconspicuous corner of the challenge stage, a young man was watching the battle on the challenge stage without blinking.
This young man turned out to be Xu Xiaoqiang, who came with Yang Wu to suppress the barbarian army.
Xu Xiaoqiang is completely different now from before. He is wearing a black military uniform with a cloak hanging behind his back. His face is filled with black evil aura, giving people the impression that strangers should not approach him. feeling.
Now Xu Xiaoqiang has actually broken through to the general level in just one month. The speed of improvement is not unpleasant.
He is already a centurion in the Zhanhu Camp and belongs to the leader of the latest generation.
He has obtained the brand of death and is expected to become a new generation of death war king. Therefore, Zhanhuying's special support for him has allowed him to break through to the general level so quickly.
Originally, after he reached such a state, as long as he played steadily and steadily, there would be no problems, but he found that the death mark had great hidden dangers. He could not control the death mark, and could not help but kill people and absorb the death energy. Only in this way can he improve his strength extremely quickly.
He knew that he had embarked on a road of no return and could only go all the way to the end. As his realm improved and he gained great glory, he ignored the hidden dangers.
It wouldn't take long for him to have glory and wealth at his fingertips, but Yang Wu appeared in front of him again like a ghost, and reached the level of deputy commander one step earlier than him, which made him feel extremely unsatisfied. Sense of balance.
He originally looked down on Yang Wu and Shouhou. Although he once wanted to treat them as friends, Yang Wu's excellence made him jealous. He could not accept that the prison slaves were better than him in all aspects. Moreover, he was also liked by his young lady Wan Lanxin. All he had to do was to surpass them and stand above them, proving that he was nobler and better than them.
However, Yang Wu's strength once again severely bruised him. He looked at Yang Wu on the challenge stage with thick jealousy in his eyes, and thought to himself: "Yang Wu, you, a prison slave, also want to stand up. It’s not that easy, I will definitely let you be ruined again and trample you under my feet!”
Naturally, Yang Wu didn't know that he was resented by Xu Xiaoqiang. He was practicing swordplay with Chen Jianshi.
Each of the twelve swords of Chai Feng is stronger than the other. When he can stab twelve swords in a row, he can reach the stage of perfection.
After Yang Wu meditated in Shenting and practiced with Deng Shuangmao and others, he had already consolidated himself in the mastery stage. It was not so easy for him to reach the Dacheng stage, but after Xiao Hei's guidance, he became able to meditate in Shenting and practice. The combination of practice and practice can speed up understanding. He is now ready to try it to see if it has any effect.
At this time, the flower buds in his divine court flashed the formula of the Twelve Swords of Chasing the Wind, as if a figure was evolving sword skills, and his body followed the evolved attacks.
One sword!
Two swords!
Three swords!
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Each sword has a different change, and the sword light has changed from raw to skillful. The strange scriptures in his divine court are penetrating every part of his body, trying to practice the divine court to perfectly fit the body as much as possible.
The sense of enlightenment continues to rise, and the ability to comprehend is definitely several times higher than usual.
"It's not that easy to practice swordsmanship with me!" Chen Jianshi roared with dissatisfaction as he kept blocking Yang Wu's attacks with his strong arms.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the double ax from behind and struck Yang Wu with a swing.
Chen Jianshi's attacks were in full swing, and each ax was powerful and heavy. It was no worse than using Xuan Qi.
It was precisely because of this ability that Chen Jianshi thought of challenging the stick demon.
Yang Wu's Spirit Snake Sword was knocked away by his double axe.
Yang Wu didn't care, he entered into a mysterious feeling. He swam like a snake, avoiding danger and taking advantage of lightness. The sword became faster and faster, and even Chen Jianshi couldn't stop it when it stabbed him.
"The wind-chasing sword must have the feeling of chasing the wind. It must be fast, fast with all your strength!" Yang Wu muttered to himself, waving the sword-holding arm continuously, and moving in harmony with his body shape. At every corner, several swords thrust out at the same time. Only the sword flowers could be caught faintly, but it was really hard to see how many sword lights there were.
The more Chen Jianshi fought, the more depressed he became. His speed couldn't keep up with Yang Wu, and he just endured it very passively, like a wooden stake, being brutally stabbed. If it weren't for his thick skin and flesh, he would have become a sieve.
However, he knew very well that Yang Wu probably didn't use all his strength, otherwise his skin would be stabbed no matter how thick it was.
Sure enough, when Yang Wu's sword force became faster and faster, he could no longer bear it, and blood suddenly burst out from his body, causing him to scream in agony.
Stab eight swords in one breath!
This is the stage where the Twelve Swords of Chasing the Wind has reached great success.
"I won't fight, I surrender!" Chen Jianshi finally couldn't hold it any longer and surrendered with an aggrieved look.
Before Yang Wu had enough fighting, he suddenly stopped and blurted out for no reason: "How can you admit defeat? You are not defeated yet. You should still be able to fight back. Come on, let's continue."
After that, Yang Wu picked up his sword and chased Chen Jianshi again. Chen Jianshi gave up and exclaimed: "You lunatic, I have already given up. If you attack me again, it will be against the rules."
He was proposing Yang Wu, but he ran off the challenge platform at an extremely fast speed, fearing that he would be stabbed by Yang Wu again if he was slower.
Many of the soldiers who were watching were amazed.
Yang Wu is not only great at fisting and palm skills, but his sword skills are also so powerful. Can he still have fun
Yang Wu looked at Chen Jianshi with resentful eyes and said, "You are so unprincipled. Didn't you go down just now to defeat me?"
Chen Jianshi trembled, got out of the crowd without looking back, and left quickly, muttering in his heart: "I was so crazy that I went up to challenge this guy."
He could sense that Yang Wu had just realized the Dacheng stage of the Twelve Wind Chasing Swords. He was afraid that if he continued to fight, Yang Wu would directly enter the perfection stage. He was a terrifying little monster.
"Is there anyone else coming up to challenge?" Yang Wu asked the soldiers around him.
Many soldiers did not speak, and no one dared to challenge him. Both Stick Demon and Chen Jianshi had learned from the past, and no one dared to challenge him easily.
The winner of the challenge platform can get the corresponding merits, and the loser will also have the corresponding merits deducted. It is not as simple as going up as much as you want and playing down as you want.
"I only use the twelve swords of Chasing the Wind to compete with everyone. Let's compare which sword masters are the best." Yang Wu exclaimed again.
This time, someone finally jumped up and shouted: "I'm here to fight you with my quick sword, Zuo Zongtang."
Zuo Zongtang is a fast swordsman who has mastered the twelve swords of Chasing the Wind to a great stage. He is a captain of Zhanlong Palace. His combat power may not be as good as that of Chen Jianshi, but he is definitely a first-class expert with swordsmanship.
On this combat skills challenge stage, they only tested their sword skills and not their profound energy. Zuo Zongtang was not afraid to compete with Yang Wu.
"Okay, Zuo Zongchang, you are very good. I will remember you, commander-in-chief." After Yang Wu shouted excitedly, he raised his sword and fought with Zuo Zongtang.
Yang Wu suppressed his pure strength and simply used his sword skills to compete with Zuo Zongtang.
Zuo Zongtang did not originally intend to knock Yang Wu off the challenge. He hoped that by competing with Yang Wu, he could gain more from the Twelve Swords of Chasing the Wind.
Jingle, jingle, jingle!
The two of them collided with each other with swords one after another. The sword energy was constantly splashing, and the crisp sound could be heard endlessly.
Both of them have reached the stage of mastery of the Twelve Wind Chasing Swords, but Zuo Zongtang is more skillful in using it than Yang Wu. He still had the upper hand at the beginning, but not long after, Yang Wu was able to equal him. , both of them were able to stab nine times with one sword. Each sword was very fast and the sword path was completely different, but the sword tips could collide with each other again and again, which seemed extremely fierce.
The Twelve Swords of Chasing the Wind is a general level. It is difficult for those with little understanding to get started, but those who have practiced it to the stage of great achievement are considered to be outstanding people.
Many swordsmen are closely watching the two people on the challenge stage, hoping to capture some opportunities to help them improve their sword skills to the next level.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Zuo Zongtang was stabbed ten times by Yang Wulian and his wrist was scratched. His sword soldier fell to the ground and he was helplessly declared defeated.
"Vice Commander Yang's sword skills are amazing, Zongtang is ashamed of himself!" Zuo Zongtang said sincerely after losing.
"It's easy to talk!" Yang Wu responded politely, and then asked Zuo Zongtang: "Can this challenge platform challenge multiple people at the same time?"
"You don't know the rules of the challenge stage?" Zuo Zongtang asked in surprise.
Yang Wu looked embarrassed and scratched the back of his head and said, "I came in such a hurry that I haven't had time to understand."
Zuo Zongtang showed a dumbfounded look and said: "For the sake of fairness, the challenge stage is generally a one-on-one challenge. Of course, there are special exceptions. The successful challenger can allow multiple people to challenge on the stage at the same time. However, this situation generally does not How many people dare to do this?"
"That's enough!" Yang Wu laughed, and then he shouted to the people in the audience: "I will challenge ten people at a time. Everyone is welcome to jump up to the stage and challenge. Don't miss it if you pass by."
As soon as Yang Wu said these words, he immediately caused a sensation.
It happened that some deputy commanders from various military camps who had heard the news heard this, and they all looked extremely sarcastic and cursed.
Ge Changzheng, the deputy commander of Buying, sneered and said: "This tone is really boundless, and the future generations are really scary!"
Jiang Gangqiang, the deputy commander of the Zhanhu Camp, chuckled and said: "It seems that this too-rapid promotion has made this kid forgetful. Do you really think that his combat skills have reached the level of perfection?"
Nan Runan from the Heavy Armor Battalion also came over and said quietly: "I think he wanted to perfect the Twelve Wind Chasing Swords under this kind of pressure, but he was a little too hasty and wasted a great achievement."
"If this kid can still win, then the commander's name will be written upside down!" Hong Yilong of the War Dragon Camp echoed from the side.