When Wu Chan was fifteen, Tang killed seventeen.
The two teenagers exchanged blows quickly, and their limbs blessed by the Ruijin Curse collided with each other, like weapons that could be broken at any time.
After a hundred moves.
The two stopped.
Tang Zhan: "As a senior brother, I will definitely not be your opponent in another two years."
Wu Chan: "But I haven't defeated you yet."
Tang Zhan: "I find that you are becoming more and more obsessed with winning against me."
Wu Zen: "I must win."
There was a brief silence.
Tang Zhan spoke again: "Junior brother, do you know something..."
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Wu Chan was twenty years old and Tang Zhan was twenty-two.
The two competed and it was a draw.
But what Wu Chan wants is not a draw, but a win.
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Wu Chan was twenty-three years old and Tang Zhan was twenty-five.
Tang Zhanren was in mid-air, raising his legs and slashing down!
Wu Chan's shoulders suddenly burned with golden light, and he crossed his arms above his head to hold the battle-axe-like split. The huge force penetrated Wu Chan's waist and crushed the floor tiles. As Wu Chan retreated, he pulled Tang Zhan's right foot, leaving no room for him in the air. He lost his balance due to the force. Tang Zhan kicked out his left foot in the air, stepped on Wu Chan's wrist, and immediately relieved himself.
Tang Zhan landed on his feet and jumped back. Wuchan and Reebok are chasing after him!
Gong Tiantian nervously clenched her fists, and saw the boss stepping forward. His palms seemed to have turned into sharp knives that had just been pulled out of the furnace. He pulled the long golden sword and struck at Tang Zhan. Tang Zhan's defense was impeccable, and with the help of Most of the attacks were dodged with flowing movements, and the remaining small ones were accurately blocked with both arms.
The disciples of the Yan family were the most dissatisfied with the Wu family present, but they had to admit that even if they could block Wu Chan's slashes, they would definitely not be able to do so calmly and effortlessly like Tang Zhan.
In fact.
They thought too much, and they couldn't stop Wu Chan's attack at all.
Tang Zhan, who was shrouded in the light of the sword, knew best the power of each strike of Wu Chan's sword. The palm of the hand, which is condensed with the Ruijin Curse, is as sharp as a sword forged by a famous master. Combined with the speed of the knife that even the air is heated by friction when breaking the air flow, it is enough to easily cut through steel. The four spells of Lihuo, Swift Water, Earthquake, and Spiritual Wood cannot be resisted.
Only the body blessed by the Ruijin Curse can resist the Ruijin Curse!
Tang Zhan seemed to have no leaks, but he could only defend. Wu Chan attacked for seventeen consecutive steps, and he retreated seventeen steps. The bonus of chasing after victory brought by the strong attack makes Wu Chan more powerful and the sword stronger!
Gong Tiantian couldn't help shouting: "The boss suppressed his senior brother!"
Tao Yan said: "The competition has just begun, and there are still variables to come."
After all, Tao Yan has much more actual combat experience than Gong Tiantian.
On the surface, Wu Chan did have a slight upper hand, but he had already attacked twenty steps quickly, and had made more than a hundred slashes with both hands, but he still could not break through Tang Zhan's defense.
Wu Chan's sword-light offensive was as fierce as a storm, focusing on attacking quickly. Although the offensive was fierce, it was destined to not be sustainable for a long time. If it had been anyone else, let alone taking three blows from him, he would have been cut in two with one blow. But at this time, he was facing a senior brother who could fully utilize the defensive characteristics of Ruijin Curse.
As the saying goes, "It's easy to defend but hard to attack". Tang Zhan on the defensive side saved a lot of energy compared to Wu Chan. When he was exhausted, it was the moment for Tang Zhan to counterattack.
Wu Chan slashed his head with the sword in his right hand, aiming at Tang Zhan's clavicle.
In the past, Tang Zhan had dodged sideways with his sword that went straight up and down with a simple path, but this time he raised his left arm.
The left arm that received the blow suddenly sank, making a sound of gold and iron.
He blocked it!
Taoyan couldn't help shouting: "He's going to fight back!"
Tang Zhan thrust his right hand forward with his fingers together, and the inch of golden light spitting out from his fingertips was like the light of a sword!
Wu Chan raised his left palm, trying to swipe Tang Zhan's wrist, but he was half a beat too late.
He tilted his head like lightning, and the sword light grazed his left cheek.
He retreated quickly, covering a dozen steps in one leap.
A very fine wound slowly opened on Wu Chan's left cheek, and the wound healed before a drop of blood could condense.
Taoyan was shocked.
She had read Wu Chan's memories, and she was the one among Wu Chan's friends who knew best how strong Tang Zhan was.
But she didn't expect that Tang Zhanyuan was stronger than Wu Chan remembered.
With just one move, the roles of both sides were reversed.
Tang Zhan did not pursue, and the sword light retracted from his fingertips.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance of more than ten steps.
I don’t know who clapped first, and then more applause rang out.
They are applauding for the wonderful things.
But it is still very early for this competition to be decided.
The man who looked like a butler shouted at the top of his lungs: "Arm up your weapons!"
Two Wu family members walked into the hall, each carrying a long black stick in their hands.
The two handed the long stick to Wu Chan and then retreated.
Boom.
The long stick poked the floor tiles into pieces and the pen stood upright next to Wu Chan. Another long stick danced into a stick flower in Wu Chan's hand, and was then kicked towards Tang Zhan.
The long stick was like a strong wind, making a sound of breaking through the air.
Tang Zhan took a step forward. No one onlookers could see clearly what he did. They could only see that the speed of the long stick in mid-air slowed down obviously. Then, he held it with one hand and danced a beautiful stick flower.
"What a skill, the golden wind shakes things."
Yan Chi rubbed his beard.
"Wu Mie, you really taught a good apprentice. You didn't become the chief for nothing."
Wu Mie crossed his arms across his chest with a bored look on his face. It seems that the exciting competition that dazzles everyone and whets everyone's appetite is just two urchins playing house.
He glanced at Yan Chi and said, "The Yan family once had a good apprentice, but he was a fool."
The sudden exposure almost made Yan Chi angry to death.
Wu Mie was of course referring to the guy who betrayed the Yan family and later changed his name to Yan Yi. He challenged Wu Mie, but was slapped to death.
However, what gave him confidence was not only the unique knowledge of the Yan family, but also the "encouragement" from the Snow Mountain Ling Sect's unparalleled genius.
Xueshan Lingzong's flattery was responsible for 50% of Yan Yi's death.
Thinking of this, Yan Chi couldn't help but glare fiercely at Shi Wo Xun, one of the three elders of Jin Yue.
Shi Wo Xun must have heard what Wu Mie said. Yan Chi would not allow him to pretend that nothing happened.
Perhaps Yan Chi's gaze also cast the Lihuo spell, making Shi Wo Xun feel the heat.
He turned around and responded calmly: "Snow Mountain Lingzong told the truth back then. However, Master Wu was too strong. If he had not challenged him that day, he would definitely be able to live a good life as the second best person in the world."
Shi Wo Xun's words not only put all the responsibility back on Wu Mie, but also satirized Yan Chi.
Yan Chi was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Okay, I didn't know when your Wu family and the Snow Mountain Ling Sect joined forces!"
"enough."
The King of Heroes sounded slightly dissatisfied.
"The most important thing now is the competition between the two rising stars."
Yan Chi's arrogance immediately went out: "Yes."
Tang Zhan patiently listened to the chats of these elders before he regained his posture.
This is an invitation.
"Come on, junior brother, let's start the second round."
Wu Chan didn't say anything. He paused with his left foot, and the long stick standing by his side shot up vertically. Then he swung his palm out, struck the long stick horizontally, and shot towards Tang Zhan again!
Wu Chan attacks!