"You two, let's get started." Lord Qing ordered.
Jian Wushuang and Na Dong Ao both walked towards the longer center.
"Jian Wushuang." Wu Cang's voice came, "Before, you only had to pass the seventh floor to meet the requirements to break into Feixue Tower. You didn't have to worry about it, but now you have to be a little more serious."
"Don't worry, I'm measured." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly.
Jian Wushuang and Dong Ao appeared in the middle of the school ground, facing each other at a short distance apart.
Dong Ao looked cold, stared at Jian Wushuang, and said solemnly: "I want you to take action first and use all your strength, otherwise, you will have no chance."
"Are you really confident?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and the Blood Peak Sword appeared in his hand, "I want to see where your confidence comes from."
Jian Wushuang took action directly.
A stream of light suddenly flashed out, Jian Wushuang appeared in front of Na Dong Ao, and then the Blood Peak Sword was swung out.
It seems like a very casual sword, but this sword seems to be able to tear apart everything in the world.
The divine power activated by Jian Wushuang is only at the level of a normal first-level peak world god, but when exerted by the Blood Peak Sword, it is still much stronger than an ordinary first-level peak world god.
Seeing the sword light coming, Dong Ao's eyes turned cold, and then he took a step forward.
The moment he stepped out, the sword he carried behind him was unsheathed in vain.
Crash la la~~~The sword light was like a heavy wave, striking towards Jian Wushuang.
A gray mist also emerged from Dong Ao's body, making his whole person look hazy.
clang! clang! clang! ~~~
Several metal-colliding sounds sounded in succession, and Jian Wushuang's figure was so shaken that he couldn't help but take three steps back.
"Isn't this power weak?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "It's a secret technique. The gray mist that filled his body made his divine power burst much stronger."
Buzz!
The tyrannical sword intent suddenly rose, Dong Ao's eyes were cold, the gray mist on his body surged again, and his body also suddenly surged, and his whole person seemed to have turned into a brown bear, and an astonishing violent energy swept over him. out.
Wow!
Dong Ao's sword was swung down directly.
A sword shadow covering half of the sky appeared out of thin air. This sword shadow contained great power. As soon as it appeared, many disciples of the surrounding Feixue Dojo were surprised.
"Is it a second-level secret skill?"
"Although it's only second-level elementary, it's not bad."
There were disciples talking there.
A world god at the peak of the first level creates a second-level secret skill. If this was placed in a realm or other places, it would definitely cause a shock.
But in the Feixue Dojo where there are so many geniuses, even a second-level secret skill created by a first-level heavenly god is nothing.
After all, there are at least a dozen of the first-level heavenly gods in Feixue Dojo who have created second-level secrets.
At the same time that Dong Ao swung his sword to display the second-level secret skill, Jian Wushuang also directly drew his sword, using the same second-level secret skill... Devouring Tribulation!
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the ground below instantly exploded and shattered.
Jian Wushuang's figure was knocked back again. This time he was not just knocked back three steps, but was directly knocked away.
It took him a while to regain his balance.
"Sure enough, you, who have only made it through the seventh floor of Feixue Tower, are only as strong as this." Dong Ao stood there with a knife in one hand and conveyed it with a bit of disdain.
Seeing this, Wu Chao, who was nearby, couldn't help but look at Wu Cang with a mocking look, and sneered: "Wu Cang, this is what you said, he is the only genius who can let me win that ranking match at Feixue Dojo. ? Stop making people laugh."
"This battle is not over yet, why are you anxious?" Wu Cang snorted coldly, but he was not anxious at all. On the battlefield, Jian Wushuang also heard Dong Ao's words that were obviously disdainful and sarcastic, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly, "I originally wanted to use you to try some of the new swordsmanship skills I have created in recent years, but since If you say so, let’s just end this battle.”
Jian Wushuang had no intention of continuing to quarrel with Dong Ao, so he took action immediately.
Whoosh!
It still turned into a stream of light and suddenly appeared in front of Dong Ao again.
Then he drew his sword directly. This sword was just a simple upward move, a very simple and casual sword.
"ridiculous!"
Dong Ao didn't take Jian Wushuang seriously at all. When he saw Jian Wushuang coming to kill him, he wanted to swing his sword again.
Buzz!
The sword light emerged, and there was a faint sword cry.
Dong Ao was shocked and froze.
laugh!
One arm was covered in scarlet and was thrown away.
Jian Wushuang's figure had appeared behind Dong Ao, and the Blood Peak Sword in his hand began to slowly retract its scabbard.
When Dong Ao came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened, and there was a surge of shock and anger in his eyes.
He had already noticed that his right arm had been chopped off by Jian Wushuang.
And this is also because Jianwu showed mercy, otherwise the sword just now could have completely cut off his head.
"impossible!"
"I can not be reconciled!"
"It was just because I was careless and unprepared that you succeeded in the sneak attack!"
Dong Ao roared directly, "Jian Wushuang, you and I will do it again!"
"Come again?" Jian Wushuang turned his head and glanced at Dong Ao, but there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes.
Next to him, Wu Cang sneered, "Wuchao, is this the genius you brought, this kind of thing? We have already lost. If Jian Wushuang hadn't saved his hand, he would have died, but now he You actually have the nerve to ask Jian Wushuang to compete with him again? Haha!"
Wu Chao's complexion had already turned livid.
Especially hearing Dong Ao's roar made Wu Chao feel even more shameless.
"Idiot, get out of here!" Wu Chao shouted.
"I don't accept it!"
Dong Ao stared at Jian Wushuang, feeling very unconvinced in his heart.
He thought that Jian Wushuang just took advantage of his carelessness and succeeded in winning him with a sneak attack.
However, no matter how dissatisfied he was, a loss was a loss. No one around him sympathized with him. Jian Wushuang would not fight him again, so he had no choice but to retreat.
"Long Hao, you have seen the duel between these two people. Do you have a decision?" Lord Qing looked at Long Hao.
"Yes." Long Hao nodded and smiled: "In the battle just now, Jian Wushuang was originally at a disadvantage, but in the end he was able to directly defeat Dong Ao because he used a consciousness attack, and it was still very powerful. Dong Ao, the first level world god, cannot resist the powerful consciousness attack."
"Such a powerful consciousness attack method is very rare!"
Long Hao told the truth.
Consciousness attack is not a very rare method. Most practitioners can perform it, but being able to perform it does not mean that they are proficient.
In the eternal chaotic world, there are only a few people who specialize in methods such as consciousness or illusion. They are truly proficient. Only the consciousness attacks or illusions they perform are so powerful. Jian Wushuang is obviously Just one of them.
(End of chapter)