"You've tasted the sweetness, haven't you?" In the Sword Realm space, Xiao Wu, after learning about Wang Dong's calm expression and talking to Junior Sister Yu, slyly curled up her lips: "This is just the beginning. "
"Yes!" Wang Dong said yes again and again. When a beauty like Xiao Wu became his nightmare, his heart would not beat faster when he looked at any woman in the world. Xiao Wu was using his full confidence to become the king. Practice a pair of eyes that are immune to all beauties.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's continue practicing!" Xiao Wu walked up to Wang Dong gracefully, winked at him, and said softly.
"Yes!" Wang Dong, who really felt his progress, nodded confidently, strode to the "Eighty-one Sword Spirit Picture", stared at the picture of the fourth-level martial arts apprentice sword spirit, and said: "Level 4 Sword Spirit, out..."
"Hey, junior, what are you doing?" Xiao Wu was startled when she noticed Wang Dong's movements. She hurriedly ran to Wang Dong and patted the picture of the fourth-level sword spirit with her bare hands. The sword that had already shone brightly The spirit map dimmed instantly.
"What's wrong, Xiao Wu?" Wang Dong was startled: "Didn't you say you want me to practice?"
"Yes, look at me first!" Xiao Wu nodded and said.
When Wang Dong heard this, he slapped his forehead suddenly, and after twitching the corner of his mouth, he lifted his chin with one hand and stared straight into Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes.
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Two months later.
"Master, there is still one month left before the competition between the major sects in the East China Sea. Is it time to inform all the disciples?" In the main hall of Guihai Sect, Venerable Fuhai respectfully rushed to the leader of Guihai Sect and said: "The disciples have already I have practiced quietly for several months and notified them one month in advance so that they can be mentally prepared."
"What Fu Hai said is absolutely true. One month is not a long time, and there is still a lot of preparation work to be done before the big competition..." King Nan Tian nodded in agreement: "Master, it's just that our Guihai Sect is participating in the big competition. What do you think of the candidates for the competition?"
"Let me think about this again!" Sect Master Guihai frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "As for the notification, let Fu Hai do it."
"Yes, Master."
Venerable Fuhai immediately nodded in agreement.
"By the way, what's Dong'er's situation now?" Sect Leader Guihai suddenly asked after giving his instructions.
"According to my disciple's observation, this kid Dong'er spends most of his time practicing in the training room. He must have advanced very quickly!" King Nantian responded hurriedly.
"Yes, he is worthy of being the third junior brother. I heard from my disciple that a few days ago, a disciple came to Dong'er to spar, but Dong'er cut off his arm with one move..." Venerable Fu Hai also nodded repeatedly: "I can listen. Said...that disciple is a fifth-level martial arts disciple."
"Yes, like his father, he is willing to endure hardships!" Sect Master Guihai nodded with satisfaction: "How is the injured disciple doing?"
"I have already sent my disciples to comfort him. Master, please don't worry." Venerable Fuhai responded respectfully.
"So... Dong'er should be at least as strong as a fifth-level warrior, right?" Guihai Sect Leader frowned and asked in confusion.
"Master, this child Dong'er is indeed capable of defeating a fifth-level warrior, but his own realm is difficult to determine. This may be because the earth-level martial spirit played a major suppressive role in the battle." King Nantian thought. After a while, he said again: "The dog Zhang Qing was also present at the time. He told me this."
"After all these years, our Guihai Sect has finally given birth to another prefecture-level martial spirit. This is our blessing!" The Guihai Sect leader sighed with emotion: "The Martial Ancestor has favored me... Dong'er, don't let me disappointment… "
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"Senior Brother Wang, are you taking the monthly exam?" At the end of the long dragon in the Zongwu Hall, Junior Sister Yu in pink clothes came to Wang Dong's side and said with a slight smile on her face.
"Well, Zhang Qing is not with you?" Wang Dong glanced sideways at Junior Sister Yu, then turned around again. While lining up, he responded: "Zhang Qing asked you to pick it up for him, right?"
"No, I...I'm here to get my monthly salary." After hearing Wang Dong's words, Junior Sister Yu blushed and hurriedly defended herself.
"Oh..." Wang Dong nodded and stopped talking. He didn't notice at all that Junior Sister Yu, who was lined up behind him, looked at his back blankly, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Until Wang Dong received his monthly routine and the low-grade soul stone, he didn't talk to Junior Sister Yu anymore, but said goodbye to her before leaving.
"Junior Sister Yu's behavior has become more and more strange recently..." Wang Dong weighed the low-grade soul stone in his hand, recalling how Junior Sister Yu looked blushing and worried about gains and losses when he said goodbye just now, and said in confusion: "She seems to be You are deliberately approaching me."
"She is interested in you, right?" Daohun replied teasingly.
"I don't think it's possible. She is with Zhang Qing..." Wang shook his head and refuted Sword Soul's point of view.
"Boy, what I said is not wrong." Daohun heard this and explained: "This woman, the more you don't like to see her and the more you distance yourself from her, the more curious she will be and the more she wants to get close to you."
"Then what does she see in me?" Wang Dong curled his lips disapprovingly, still playing with this low-grade soul stone in his hand.
"Don't you know your advantages?" After hearing Wang Dong's words, Daohun said hurriedly: "In the eyes of a woman, you are an earth-level martial soul owner with unlimited future. You have advanced rapidly in a short period of time. She is sure in her heart Let's compare you with that Zhang Qing, and you are handsome and not ugly..."
"Okay, let's not talk about her anymore, cultivation is important..." Wang Dong responded. He couldn't help but think that if Junior Sister Yu was really interested in him, he might as well go with the flow and give Zhang Qing a good cuckold.
Returning to the practice room, Wang Dong put away the low-grade soul stones in his hand, and then said: "Including the two low-grade soul stones I received in the past two months, I have now accumulated three low-grade soul stones. , in the next time, I will have enough resources to attack the fifth-level warriors."
"Well, let's go to the Sword Realm space first, Xiao Wu is waiting for you." Sword Soul said.
"Xiao Wu, shall we start?" After a moment of dizziness, Wang Dong's figure appeared in the sword space. Seeing Xiao Wu who was bored playing with her black hair with her slender fingers, Wang Dong hurriedly walked over.
"The past two months of practice can be said to have achieved some results..." Xiao Wu looked at Wang Dong's face without blushing and his heart stopped beating, and nodded with satisfaction: "With my interference, you can also successfully kill Wang Dong." Two level four martial arts sword spirits are enough to show that your immunity to female lust has been greatly improved. Next, it is time for me to fulfill my obligations as a sword spirit."
"The obligation of the sword spirit?" Wang Dong asked doubtfully.
"Yes, although I am special, I am still a sword spirit..." Xiao Wu looked at Wang Dong with her beautiful eyes and said seriously: "The sword spirit must kill the challenger and try its best to prevent the challenger from unlocking the next one. Dao Ling!"
"You...you mean, I can finally challenge you now?" Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Wang Dong became excited. In the previous battle with Xiao Wu, his real opponents were other low-level swordsmen. Xiao Wu only played a disturbing role in the spirit, and now he could finally confront Xiao Wu. How could he not be excited
"That's right." Xiao Wu slowly stood up and took out the small and exquisite scimitar from her waist. With a movement of her delicate hand, the scimitar danced into a gorgeous knife flower in her hand. Xiao Wu said: "Young man, take out your knife and get ready! Before we start fighting, let me give you a warning."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong took out his scimitar from his waist, took a stance, and waited attentively for Xiao Wu's next words.
"I, Xiao Wu, am the sword spirit leader of a fifth-level warrior disciple. Unlike other sword spirits, I have the ability to kill people two levels above." After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he lowered his body and assumed a charging stance. Seeing her look stern, she whispered: "Take the move!"
Two levels higher? Wang Dong was shocked when he heard this. Wasn't Xiao Wu's strength two levels higher than his own? When he was frightened, he saw Xiao Wu's body glowing brightly, and her beautiful silhouette suddenly turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards him. Then, a frightening sword light appeared out of thin air, and a feeling between life and death immediately stimulated Wang Dong. nerves.
Although Wang Dong was well prepared, the level gap still made him tired of dodging and parrying. Xiao Wu's sword was too fierce and Wang Dong couldn't resist it. He had no choice but to roll as fast as possible, followed by Xiao Wu's attack. The knife slid far away.
Xiao Wu had no intention of letting Wang Dong go. She turned into a gust of snow-white fragrant wind again, so fast that Wang Dong could only see clearly a ball of white shadow and a few bright sword lights.
Wang Dong discovered that Xiao Wu not only suppressed him in terms of level, but even Wanfa Guizong's sword skills were difficult for him to catch up with. In the second round, he still didn't take the next step and could only dodge.
Although only two rounds had passed, Wang Dong felt that his physical strength had reached the end of his strength. He had eaten so much that he noticed that he was consuming his physical strength at an alarming rate while dodging.
"Beat me, and you can kill the enemy in one step or two!" Xiao Wu was not affected at all. Although she was wearing a long skirt with cloud sleeves, her movements were smooth and fluid, and she was not affected by the clothes at all. Her sword skills were all in her There is an astonishing sense of beauty in his hands that makes the viewer suffocate, but beauty is always dangerous, and Wang Dong understands this deeply.
Xiao Wu's words made Wang Dong's eyes light up. He didn't want to have the strength to transcend one level or two. But looking at Xiao Wu with superb sword skills in front of him, he only felt that an insurmountable mountain was lying in front of him.
When Wang Dong got up from the ground, Xiao Wu had already made the starting move of the double sword. A fifth-level martial artist, but the strength was as strong as the double sword used by the sword spirit of a seventh-level warrior. Wang He didn't dare to slack off at all. He clenched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, not trying to block or parry, just looking for a glimmer of life under Xiao Wu's knife.
coming!
Wang Dong's heart sank when he saw Xiao Wu frown and turn into a white shadow. He could smell the death breath on Xiao Wu's scimitar with his nose. The power of Xiao Wu's sword was different from hers. The weird but perfect movement when the sword was drawn made Wang Dong's heart suddenly fall into the ice cave. This killing sword was not just a double sword!
This knife slowly magnified in Wang Dong's field of vision with an aura and endless killing intent that Wang Dong had never seen before. Xiao Wu's speed was so fast that he couldn't even dodge. At the moment of life and death, Wang Dong had no choice but to He used all his strength to raise the scimitar in Shang's hand above his head.
Taking the knife forcefully has become his only option!
when!
There was a crisp sound, and the moment the two knives connected, Wang Dong felt as if his arms were weighed down by a heavy weight, as if they were about to be crushed by an unimaginable force. However, this process lasted very short, because the next moment Xiao Wu The scimitar had passed through Wang Dong's scimitar and fell to the top of his head.
"It's over!" His scimitar was chopped off by Xiao Wu. Wang Dong felt a wave of despair. The chill that hit his forehead quickly made Wang Dong close his eyes in fear, waiting for the moment when he was cut in two.
This sword is so shocking, there is no way to retreat, there is only death! However, Wang Dong, who was waiting for death to approach, did not feel the severe pain of the craniotomy, nor any feeling of death, only the strong wind blowing directly on his forehead.
Wang Dong opened his eyes tentatively, only to find that Xiao Wu's scimitar stopped steadily an inch in front of his forehead. The strong wind was actually the remaining wind after Xiao Wu's sword movement stopped!
"You're dead!" Xiao Wu's beautiful face came into Wang Dong's field of vision. She smiled slightly and put the scimitar back to her waist. Then she slightly opened her lips and said, "The third generation of the Wanfa Guizong." Beidao, how do you feel?"
"Three...three times the knife!" Wang Dongzhan stood up slightly, first looked down at the broken knife under his feet and the handle of the knife in his hand, and then murmured and repeated. He felt that the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.
Is this the power of the triple sword? The knife provided by Knife Domain Space was also chopped into pieces!
"Okay, your training is over. You can go and take a rest..." Xiao Wu ignored Wang Dong's shock and just said casually: "When you are ready, challenge me again, and I will use this method on you." Three swords.”
While Xiao Wu was talking, Daohun put the broken sword back together. After the scimitar became intact as before, Daohun handed it to Wang Dong's hand.
As for Xiao Wu later asking Wang Dong to persist in these three swords for as long as possible in order to exercise his survival instinct, Wang Dong did not listen carefully. After leaving the sword domain space, Wang Dong sighed for a long time. He took a breath, but the feeling of escaping from hell still lingered in his heart.
"Xiao... Xiao Wu's triple sword is too scary!" Wang Dong said truthfully.
"Haha, the scary thing is not Xiao Wu's triple sword..." Daohun smiled disapprovingly: "The scary thing is... she can easily hold the triple sword at an arm's length!"
(End of chapter)