"Huh, the arrogant guy, with a little talent, dare to fight Yu Pianpian, who is the core disciple, is really rampant. Perhaps this kid will pay a heavy price for his arrogance." Looking at Wu Ling on the field. With a calm appearance, Yang Tian, who was originally surprised by Wu Ling's talent, couldn't help muttering sarcastically, driven by an inexplicable mentality in his heart.
At this time, Yang Tian's heart was quite tangled. In terms of reason, he certainly hoped that Yu Pianpian would win, because Yu Pianpian was in the same line as him, and both were disciples under Hanshuangying's command. However, deep in his heart, he faintly worried about Wu Ling and cheered for Wu Ling, because it was not easy to find such an interesting opponent in Huayu Pavilion.
"Although this senior entered the Huayu Pavilion in the same group as us, his strength is much higher than mine. Alas, I am really ashamed." One of the newly promoted members of the crowd was onlookers. The disciple sighed, and there was a sound of agreement.
"What's the use of that? It's not that you have to lose under Sister Yu's hands. A new disciple dare to challenge the core disciple. It's a fool. I dare to say that this guy definitely can't do ten tricks under the hands of Sister Yu. Fool. , It's a fool." At this time, it was an older disciple of the inner sect who was speaking, a cronie whom Yu Pianpian had brought over.
"What are you talking about?" After hearing this, Xie Yuyan, who was originally in a worried and nervous mood, suddenly raised her eyebrows, turned her pretty face back angrily, and screamed.
"Just tell the truth."
The anger shown by Xie Yuyan didn't seem to have any other effect besides making the person feel more superior.
"What qualifications do you have to say about him? He dared to fight against the core disciples, but do you dare? I think brother, you have been an inner disciple for a long time! You know flattery all day long, and pretend to be in front of others. With a hypocritical smile, once you encounter troubles, you will find a backer. Such a person will never think of going further in this life and becoming a core disciple."
Xie Yuyan's pretty face was cold and cold, and the unrelenting irony made the people around him a little dumbfounded. She thought Wu Ling was crazy, but she didn't expect this woman to be even more crazy!
Wu Ling was only vaguely unable to get through with Yu Pianpian, but the woman scolded brazenly. This is tantamount to hitting the inner disciple in the face.
"Who are you and dare to disobey me? Do you know that I am Huangfuyun under Sister Yu? I think you are impatient to live!" Huangfuyun said, he was going to bully him.
When the many newly promoted inner disciples around saw this, they surrounded them silently. These newly promoted inner disciples entered the Huayu Pavilion less than a month, had no power and influence, and were distressed that there was no leader. At this time, Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan stepped forward, just giving them hope of coming forward.
In Huayu Pavilion, if the newcomer does not cling to each other, it will be difficult to move. Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan's actions today have invisibly established a little prestige among the many newcomers.
"Brother, don't you look down on us new inner disciples?"
"Yes, yes, the old disciple is worthy of respect, but it also depends on whether the person is qualified! I am ashamed to call him a senior fellow."
"Yeah, yeah, do you want to bully the small with the big, then you won't mind us bullying the less with more!"
Many new inner disciples can almost drown Huangfuyun with just one word.
His face was green and white. After a while, Huangfuyun's eyes twitched and looked away from Xie Yuyan, staring at Wu Ling in the field, and a vague resentment flashed in his eyes.
The quarrel outside the field did not interfere with the tense battle circle. Wu Ling stared at Yu Pianpian with his eyes fixedly, and his body was trembling slightly. He knew that the attack of the core disciples of Huayu Pavilion, regardless of speed, strength, or battle. Experience is far from comparable to the opponents he usually meets, so at this moment, he has to stare at the slight movements of each part of the opponent's body in order to distinguish the opponent's next attack method.
A faint glance at Wu Ling who was on guard, Yu Pian smiled coldly, raised her delicate hand, and the water snake sword in her hand was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, passing a faint blue shadow in the air, and slashing down at Wu Ling.
The water snake sword flew through the air, and the slightly cooler air suddenly became a little more moist.
Looking at the water snake sword that almost spanned more than ten meters, Wu Ling's eyes shrank slightly and he let out a sigh of relief. When the water snake sword reached the top of his head, his body suddenly moved slightly to the left.
The Water Snake Sword took the broken wind and qi, slashed against Wu Ling's shirt, and finally slammed heavily on the stone slab, a puddle of water stains quickly surfaced.
Avoiding Yu Pianpian's blow, Wu Ling's face was solemn, and his soles stomped heavily on the ground, his body arched slightly, immediately like an arrow from the string. Rushed away in front of Yu Pianpian.
The distance of only ten meters was almost in the blink of an eye, but just as Wu Ling was about to enter the attack range, a sword aura came from behind him fiercely.
His face changed slightly. Wu Ling's body suddenly fell, and a blue shadow flew out from behind his head against his head.
As he fluttered forward, Wu Ling slammed a palm to the ground, and the tyrannical invisible qi was heavily bombarded on the ground. Suddenly, there was a counter thrust. He sent Wu Ling's figure into the air.
When the person reached mid-air, Wu Ling's body rotated fiercely, and the iron sword in his hand, with the help of the power of the body's rotation, suddenly dropped out of his hand and threw it away at Yu Pian.
The iron sword pierced the sky, and the dark shadow brought up a sharp qi, like lightning.
Faintly looked at the iron sword that broke through the air. Yu Pianpian's hand shook lightly, and the blue water snake sword in his hand suddenly turned, and finally, like a psychic, entangled into a blue wall in mid-air.
"Ding!" The iron sword was handed over to the blue wall, and there was a clear collision sound, and immediately, it was shaken by the huge counter-shock force.
Looking at the broken sword that was shattered into more than a dozen small pieces of iron, Yu Pian's ruddy mouth was slightly raised. Just about to continue to attack. The pretty face changed slightly.
I saw dozens of small pieces of iron that were broken in mid-air. Suddenly, he was tweeted away by an invisible force, and the direction in which the small iron piece flew upside down was exactly where Wu Ling was located.
The iron pieces slid through the air, and the sharp wind breaking sound was much stronger than the previous iron sword throwing to the ground.
More than a dozen small pieces of iron, when they flew half of the distance, the strong thrust suddenly rushed out from the palm of Wu Ling's palm, and the dust on the ground was also hit by Wuling. Down, filled the sky.
"Shoo, hoo, hoo!"
The fierce thrust easily dissolved the qi above the small iron piece, and then, dozens of small iron pieces, turned fiercely, and struck Yu Pianpian like lightning with more fierce speed and strength.
One of the main points of Taijiquan is to use strength.
"This guy really has some abilities." Looking at Wu Ling's strength at the first level of Yimie, he was able to make at least the third level of Yimie to be able to use the air suction and spray, Yu Pian praised in surprise. Immediately, the bare hand quickly formed a mudra in front of him, and the qi in the body moved rapidly along a specific vein.
"The python rolls the thousand layers!"
As the rain fell softly, a large swath of light blue gas violently gushed out from the water snake sword, and finally formed several layers of waves in front of him.
Mangjum Melaleuca, a kind of qi armor that must be condensed by the water snake sword. In fact, Yu Pianpian's own anger is not too high, but the water snake sword is undoubtedly a treasured soldier, which greatly enhances the power of Yu Pianpian's every move.
As the name suggests, the python rolls the thousand-layer wave, which is guided by the water snake sword to condense the qi into a wave. The waves in front of Yu Pianpian are as real as they are, layered layer by layer, layer after layer, divided into dozens of layers, reflecting the light of red and blue under the rays of the setting sun.
"Puff, puff..." More than a dozen small iron pieces broke through the air, hitting the waves, and immediately pierced them, but after entering the waves, they were caught by the rapids in it. The power of swift dissolves away.
"Dang..." Losing the support of strength, those small iron pieces broke out from the water mirror, and fell weakly on the stone slab, making a crisp sound.
Looking at this lightning-like confrontation in the field, the people watching from the outside of the field suddenly cast a surprised look at Wu Ling. They didn't expect that this guy would have the courage to take the initiative to attack when facing the core disciple.
Although the attack did not achieve much effect, Wu Ling was not depressed either. He knew that if it were not for the treasured water snake sword, Yu Pianpian's swordsmanship was not even as good as Kong Han. If the iron sword just now wasn't an iron sword, but was the Heavenly Sword or any of the Kings of Shura, Yu Pianpian would have been defeated long ago.
However, there are gains and losses. It is for this reason that Wu Ling can better hide his strength.
In the mid-air figure, Wu Ling's body began to fall rapidly because there was no point to take advantage of it. However, when Wu Ling was no more than two or three meters above the ground, the blue water snake sword slammed against the ground, as if standing upright. Like a poisonous snake, it entangled Wu Ling.
Right palm curls. Wu Ling's figure stagnated in the air, and the Qi Qi in her body immediately followed the route of Yuhua Dengxianbu, and the landed figure suddenly landed.
With the help of Wudang's kungfu again, Wu Ling had just touched the ground with his toes, and suddenly stepped on his toes, bowed his body slightly, and sprinted forward again, finally entering his best attack range.
Wu Ling didn't like to use weapons. He liked to fight with the flesh. At the moment of close attacks, fists, heads, elbows, legs...every part of his body seemed to have become a killing weapon that could kill people. The speed is sufficient. He was able to perform a fierce attack like a storm in a very short period of time.