readx;? Chapter 194

One word serial chop!

Wang Chongren's sword was one, and he shot out, perfectly interpreting what is called "quiet as a virgin, moving as free". Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info く. Only this trick will surpass more than ninety percent of the candidates present.

Wang Chong had all disappeared, but many candidates who were attracted by the sound of the sword were still staring at the place where Wang Chong was standing.

"Hehe, interesting!"

On the rock, the instructor smiled slightly, motionless as a mountain, his face was light, although Wang Chong's one-word serial slashing was extremely fast, which was unexpected, but he still couldn't get rid of his magic eyes.

"Buzz!"

The right hand was raised, the sleeve shook slightly, and the lightning was shining, and at the moment when Wang Chong rushed over with a sword, the instructor simply slashed out with a single palm.

There is no difference between this palm and dealing with other candidates, it is simple, but it is as fast as thunder, and it is more and more heavy, and there is nothing to stop it.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Bang!

Without the slightest warning, just a few steps away from the instructor, a cloud of sword light flashed, and in an instant, it was dark in front of him, and Wang Chong disappeared in an instant.

And almost at the same time, in the sound of Qingyue's sword, a sword light burst out from the instructor's diagonal back, the sword light was low, pointing directly at the instructor's lower plate, and when the voice came out, it was less than a few inches away from the instructor's right leg.

The sudden change occurred, and the instructor, who was originally as quiet as a virgin and immobile as a mountain, also changed his face in an instant. In the extreme degree, it can still change so quickly, just this trick has already passed all the previous candidates.

"Bang!"

The sleeves of his shirt fluttered, and he swung fiercely on Wang Chong's sword. The soft sleeves and the sword body shook each other, but the sound of gold and iron came out, as if the sleeves were made of iron.

At the same time, a calloused thick, eagle-like palm suddenly poked out, and pressed down, not grabbing Wang Chong's sword body, but with footwork, pressing Wang Chong's sword palm like lightning.

- After standing in Kungo training camp for so long, this was the first time he had been forced to leave the raised rock under his feet.

Wang Chong's move is focused on the next plate, if he doesn't want his legs to be wasted, he can only leave the rock.

"Khooth!"

Wang Chong walked with the sword, stepping on the gang, and at the same time the long sword swung, like a spiritual snake out of the hole, swinging the instructor's iron sleeve, and pulling it up, and it was another move "one-word chain slash" to the instructor.

Bang!

The instructor's eyes finally showed a solemn look, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a majestic force burst out, throwing Wang Chong directly into the sky like a mountain and a sea.

"Ahh

There were bursts of exclamations around, and everyone knew that it was inconvenient to move in the air. The gap between students and instructors is still too big, and instructors can crush students just by their own strength.

Wang Chong was thrown into the sky, and he was basically defeated.

"Young Master!"

Zhao Jingdian, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but show a nervous look. This situation is obviously extremely unfavorable to Wang Chong.

However, something surprising happened, at the same time that Wang Chong's body was thrown away, suddenly, under impossible circumstances, he fell down, and at the same time, his body walked with the sword, and it was as fast as lightning, heavy as thunder, condescending, and slashed down towards the instructor's hands.

"Hahaha, okay! No wonder you insist on passing under my name, it turns out that you already have a seventh-order cultivation of Yuan Qi!"

The instructor laughed loudly, Wang Chong was actually able to borrow strength from his iron sleeve when he was thrown away, which really surprised him.

Since the Kunwu training camp opened, it was the first time he had encountered someone who could compete with him like this.

Bang!

In the face of Wang Chong's incomparable blade, the instructor's breath was agitated, his robe was hunting, his hands were stretched out with ten fingers, he didn't dodge or dodge, the tips of his fingers were as fast as lightning, he avoided the blade, and flicked ten fingers on the sword body and spine on both sides, and kept hitting Wang Chong's sword.

His fingers are extremely heavy, and each move seems to be extremely light, but in fact it is as heavy as a mountain. And no matter whether Wang Chong was chopping or cutting, the blade of the sword actually completely cut his ten fingers, let alone his body.

Ten fingers are so agile that they are simply amazing.

"Incredible!"

Not far away, a student muttered to himself, and the whole person was stunned. He had passed by here and tried it at another instructor, but he didn't expect to see it.

The instructor's ten fingers were like an invisible fortress, no matter how fast Wang Chong's swordsmanship was, slashing, chopping, cutting, and cutting, none of them could break through the instructor's ten-finger barrier.

It was the first time he had seen such a miraculous martial art.

And around him, there are not a few students who are as shocked as him. In an instant, everyone had a feeling that this instructor, who had stood on the raised rock for half a year, looked unattractive, but was amiable and approachable, was probably the most powerful person among the instructors who appeared today in the entire Kunwu training camp.

"How can any student fight with an instructor to such an extent?!"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? With the help of force, it is like a maggot attached to the bone, and it can't be shaken off at all!"

In addition to being shocked, many people's eyes involuntarily shifted to Wang Chong's body. On this mountain, most of them are contests between candidates, selecting those with the strongest strength, and then selecting the best.

But the one in front of him is actually a direct challenge to the instructor. That's it, you can still fight with this instructor like this.

Wang Chong's position flickered forward and backward, left and right. The instructor flicked his fingers in unison, and most of the power of the thunder seemed to be drained by him.

For many people, this is something that is simply unimaginable.

"I can't imagine that Childe's strength has reached such a point!"

Zhao Jingdian's heart was up and down, and it was the first time he saw Wang Chongshi display the "one-word serial slash", the sword momentum was endless, the waves were like rivers and seas, and it seemed that it would not be exhausted at all.

Anyone who sees this kind of swordsmanship will probably be unforgettable and impressed.

"However, such a son still can't win!"

Zhao Jingdian frowned, his family education is far away, although Wang Chong looks very good on the scene, but Zhao Jingdian still quickly saw that Wang Chong's sword momentum is fluctuating, a little uncontrollable, and the qi pulse is also a little disordered, obviously under the pressure of that instructor, he is still under great pressure.

"Go ahead!"

It was too late, it was fast, only to hear an earth-shattering loud noise, the instructor shouted violently, his whole body breath was drumming, his robe was hunting, and in an instant, a huge vitality was unstoppable, like a flood bursting out of his body.

Wang Chong was in the air, rushed by this vitality, and could no longer borrow strength, his body trembled, and the whole person was shocked and flew out.

Hum, it was still Wang Chong who was extremely fast, was shocked and flew out of more than ten zhang, and suddenly used the seventh-order "Thousand Jin Fall" of Yuan Qi, and fell to the ground from mid-air, staggered back a few steps, and stabilized his figure.

"Boy, the strength is good! I have been in the capital for decades, and I have seen all kinds of martial arts. You've never seen this kind of swordsmanship before. Do you want to create your own swordsmanship?"

The instructor took a few steps forward, hunted for a long time, and looked at Wang Chong who was more than ten zhang away from the direction of the mountain, and his eyes were bright.

"Yes!"

Wang Chong smiled, covered his chest with his left hand, and did not deny it. This instructor is really clever, his "one-word serial slash" on the battlefield, even foreign invaders can be taken, but he can't deal with this instructor.

After a quick battle, not only did he not break through his defenses, but was shocked by him, and his physical strength was also consumed.

"Interesting!"

When the instructor heard Wang Chong's answer, the look in his eyes became more and more strange. Sure enough, it is incredible that such a powerful sword technique can be created at such a young age.

"It's amazing that you have this kind of talent at such a young age. If possible, I'd really like to take you into my name. But unfortunately, with your current strength, there is still no way to pass from me. Rules are rules, and I can't break them, and if you can't beat me, you won't be able to pass the level. The first move has passed, have you figured it out? Do you want to continue? ”

"Why not?"

Unexpectedly, hearing this, Wang Chong laughed, his smile was clear and confident, and he didn't seem to be affected by the defeat just now.

"Oh?"

The instructor was a little surprised when he heard this:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, it was you who attacked all the time just now, and I haven't taken the initiative to attack until now, and ,...... I haven't been able to use all my strength!"

"I know. ”

Wang Chong smiled. The reason why he chose to use a sword was not because he was confused. Only in the case of using a sword, the opponent throws a rat bogey, can make up for the difference in strength between the two sides.

And more importantly, although the fight just now ended in his own failure, Wang Chong has also got what he wants from it.

"Ten Directions Thunder Finger! Eight Directions Move Block!"

A thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind.

The martial arts used by this instructor, if he is not mistaken, is the "Ten Directions Thunder Finger", and the palm strength is "Eight Directions Moving Blocking Strength".

These two masteries are extremely advanced and difficult to practice. It is generally for generals to practice, but there are few successful examples.

"Ten Directions Thunder Finger" is not only a fingering method, but also an internal strength and a method.

This kind of martial arts is not only practiced by fingers, but by the internal strength of the whole body, and fingering is only the natural external manifestation of internal strength reaching a certain level.

"Ten Fingers Thunder Finger" has both offense and defense, once practiced, the fingers are as strong as steel, on the battlefield, with the borrowing force, in the absence of a sword, you can directly penetrate the opponent's armor.

Tearing gold and iron with bare hands is just a trivial matter.

To truly practice, ten fingers are ten sharp swords, piercing gold cracked stones, and indestructible. Moreover, the "Ten Directions Thunder Finger" has energy all over the body, resulting in extremely fast shots and movements.

Therefore, those who practice this practice are not afraid of being flashed by their fingers at all.

On the battlefield, the person who has cultivated this peerless discipline is completely an invincible humanoid killing machine.

As for "moving in all directions", it is his simple split. It looks light, but it's actually extremely heavy!

A person who can practice these two peerless skills at the same time is a bloodthirsty killing god who everyone fears and the most ferocious general on the battlefield.

Wherever you go, there is bleeding!

Although this person tried his best to hide it and didn't want to show it, he was still identified by Wang Chong.

"This person is not simple!"

Wang Chong thought to himself and raised his long sword again.

[Chapter 2 at half past o'clock in the evening]