Although the expressions on the faces of the onlookers on the edge of the venue couldn't see anything, they were not calm in their hearts at the moment, even if they were non-combat committee members, they couldn't help but substitute themselves into a certain role in the battlefield at this moment, thinking about whether they could block the onslaught of Wudingguo in that situation, or whether they could break through Xu Xingkong's impregnable defense. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although no one can know what these big people think in their hearts, their seemingly calm expressions may be to hide the shock in their hearts.

"It's worthy of a strong battle, Lao Wei doesn't have the powerful melee attack ability of the Martial Minister, and he can't block the Martial Master's attack as easily as Elder Xu. ”

The thin monk's voice was as weak as ever, and as honest as ever, the monks didn't speak.

Yang Wanjiang, who had been silent, chuckled lightly when he heard this:

"The Zen master has won the award, if it weren't for Wu Lao's intention, how could that kid persist until now?"

Forget Chenzi slowly turned his gaze from the lively training ground to Yang Wanjiang, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a little disdain:

"The big man Wu has definitely done his best, I'm afraid it's not good if he can't attack for a long time, the Yang Sect Master is too modest, this kid... Elder Xu's strength is like this, I'm afraid that no one present dares to say that he can win steadily, not to mention, we still don't know if Elder Xu has played his full strength. ”

Yang Wanjiang smiled indifferently, with an unfathomable look, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and the members who were watching him had their own thoughts when they saw this, and their eyes became more complicated when they turned their heads and looked at the field.

Just when everyone thought that the rhythm of the battle would develop in the direction that Forget Chenzi speculated, the situation in the field suddenly changed.

I saw that the moment Wu Dingguo's punch was thrown, Xu Xingkong, who was originally stuck to the ground like a nail, suddenly flew backwards, as if he was knocked away by Wu Dingguo's fist, but everyone knew very well that it was not knocked away, but Xu Xingkong retreated.

However, for a melee master, once the opponent's center of gravity is unstable, it is equivalent to being grabbed by Wu Dingguo The wrist of the goddess of victory, Xu Xingkong's choice to retreat at this time is definitely a mistake, because his speed cannot be faster than Wu Dingguo, who is good at close combat, and the same is true for his ability to control and regulate his limbs.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel a little sorry in their hearts, but Lin Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook.

Wu Dingguo's movements were faster than everyone's thinking, and the speed of his pursuit was faster than Xu Xingkong's throwing speed, and when his figure shook, he had already appeared behind Xu Xingkong, who was flying backwards, and wanted to take the opportunity to attack so that Xu Xingkong could no longer stabilize his center of gravity.

Xu Xingkong didn't seem to be able to react at all, he only had time to shift the center of gravity of the defense to his back, judging from the distance of the two alone, Wu Dingguo moved at least ten meters or more, and Xu Xingkong only moved the defensive barrier in front to his back, the distance was less than one meter, but Wu Dingguo's fist almost arrived faster than the defensive barrier, which shows how fast Wu Dingguo's speed was.

"Bang!

The sound of the fist hitting the enchantment was relatively dull, and then the explosion of the fist breaking the speed of sound was heard in everyone's ears, and with this powerful blow, Xu Xingkong's figure was thrown diagonally forward.

Although Xu Xingkong was prepared, the sudden turn and acceleration still made Xu Xingkong a little dizzy, and even his vision was a little black, of course, this refers to the vision of the naked eye, in the perception of real vision, Xu Xingkong's perception has not been greatly affected, except for the partial perception of the Yuan Spirit vortex formed by the critical blow on the front of the fist, the other perceptions are normal.

After knocking Xu Xingkong away obliquely with one punch, Wu Dingguo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he didn't know why Xu Xingkong suddenly changed his tactics, but the current initiative was indeed in his hands, and basically the victory had been locked.

However, when Wuding Guotu intercepted Xu Xingkong again, he suddenly found that the trajectory of Xu Xingkong's flight had changed strangely, and the original parabolic angle was suddenly reversed.

Wu Dingguo secretly screamed badly, but before he could adjust his direction again, Xu Xingkong's Sky Slashing Sword blasted over like a rain of swords in the sky.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

When Jian Yu had already arrived in front of Wu Dingguo, he heard Xu Xingkong's slightly playful shouting, and at the same time, he found that a pair of phantom-like black wings appeared behind Xu Xingkong, and it was this pair of wings that brought Xu Xingkong into the sky, and began to accelerate and change the direction continuously, so that Wu Dingguo could not lock Xu Xingkong to attack at all.

In fact, Wu Dingguo can't attack now, although Xu Xingkong's Ten Thousand Swords Technique is far less terrifying than the Ten Thousand Swords Technique of the patriarch back then, but it is still not to be underestimated, after all, Xu Xingkong is also a strong man at the same level as Wu Dingguo.

Wu Dingguo sighed secretly, he had to stop attacking and turning to defense, he planned to block the Sky Slashing Sword first and hit it off, and then attack depending on the situation, for this kind of flying sword form of attack Wu Dingguo has never been false, in fact, Wu Dingguo is more worried that Xu Xingkong's Ten Thousand Sword Technique is just an excessive means of conversion, I am afraid that he will face endless spell bombardment next, that is the situation that the martial artist is most worried about.

You must know that a monk who uses spells and magic circles as a means of attack has no control over the surrounding environment that a martial artist can match, the range controlled by a martial artist is the range that his limbs or weapons can reach, and the range controlled by a sorcerer is the range that his spiritual tentacles can reach.

In other words, the environment spirit that the practitioner can mobilize is far larger than that of the warrior, and the environmental spirit can be reused, for the master of the distraction period, this skill is the foundation, therefore, under the long battle, the warrior will be exhausted to death by the practitioner.

But when Wu Dingguo punched the rushing torrent of sword blades, he was shocked to find that this torrent of blades was actually a fake, no, this fake was even more terrifying than the torrent of blades.

The so-called fakes are because most of the terrifying sword torrents from this shop are useless looks, but in these looks, there are real killer moves. Xu Xingkong not only concentrated the original scattered attack power of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique on a real sword blade, and then slyly hid it in a large number of appearances, but what surprised Wu Dingguo even more was that this real killer weapon would continue to change its position, as if this torrent-like sword blade could be virtual and real at any time, the fake would become real, and the real would become fake at any time.

"The unfathomable principle!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded in the audience, calling out a thought that suddenly surged into Wu Dingguo's throat.

Yes, the unfathomable principle!

The principle of unmeasurability is known to all in quantum theory, and in simple terms, quantum has a property, that is, it is only there when you measure it, and when it is not measured, it does not know where it is, and it does not know in what form.

However, Xu Xingkong's variant of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique is just the opposite, when you lock the only real sword blade, the real sword blade will become fake, and the real one will be transferred, so that you can't figure it out and can't lock it.

Wu Dingguo's figure flashed back rapidly, and at the same time, the speed of his fists became slower and slower, constantly placing heavy fist shadows around his body, as well as a series of force field vortices, but he knew very well in his heart that the dangerous Sky Cutting Sword had been jumping and attacking in the vortex, and its power was rising instead of decreasing, and even made Wu Dingguo feel a faint panic, and he felt that he couldn't dodge this weird blow at all.

The expressions on the faces of the onlookers could no longer be indifferent, the attack method that Xu Xingkong is showing now is a theoretically feasible, but no one has ever been able to achieve an attack spell, what makes everyone suddenly change color is not that this spell has finally been realized, but that no one knows how to resist this spell so far, in other words, if Xu Xingkong attacks Wu Dingguo now, Wu Dingguo will most likely be killed, and Wu Dingguo's combat ability is undoubtedly in the front row among these committee members.

Compared with a cultivator like Wu Dingguo, who has entered the Tao with martial arts, the committee members present have their own means, and the tricks are definitely richer and weirder than those of martial artists, especially the peerless masters who specialize in spells and magic circles, and they can definitely choose more means than Wu Dingguo, but if they fight head-on, no one dares to say that they can block Xu Xingkong's unprecedented spell attack, as for those who play yin, that's another matter.

Therefore, the strength displayed by Xu Xingkong at this moment definitely made the committee members' minds waver.

Yang Wanjiang was also stunned, and then came back to his senses, he was happy and angry, and the joy was naturally that Xu Xingkong's strength shocked all the bigwigs present, and the anger was that Xu Xingkong actually talked about this matter and concealed it tightly, and even Lin Xiaofeng cooperated with him and didn't tell himself, these two apprentices are really speechless.

When everyone was thinking, Wu Dingguo was no longer retreating, he knew that the more he retreated, the worse the situation would be, if he let the torrent of blades surround him, then the real blades could invade from any angle, and it would be even more difficult to defend at that time, rather than this, it was better to block the torrent of blades now and see if he could block the devastating blow.

"Boom!"

The fist finally collided with the torrent of sword blades, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations, there was originally only one torrent of real sword blades, but at the moment of impact, all of them became real sword blades, however, the force was weak, when all the blades turned into reality, Wu Dingguo punched all the blades apart.

The torrent of blades seemed to hit the hard reef, and suddenly splashed everywhere, even inverted turbulence, and then flew away like a swarm of bees that had been scattered, and then swirled half a circle in the air, like a tired bird returning to the nest, flying towards Xu Xingkong hovering in mid-air.

Wu Dingguo took a step back, put away his fist, his face turned red and then slowly turned white, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, he looked up at Xu Xingkong hovering in the air:

"I lost, there's no need to let me, I'm not the kind of old stubborn who wants to save face, what is this trick called?"

"The predecessors agreed, this move is called ten thousand swords to one. ”

"Ten thousand swords are one, ten thousand swords are one, one is ten thousand, ten thousand is one, wonderful, wonderful, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are successors of Brother Yuan, haha..."

Wu Dingguo laughed heroically, and at the same time, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the audience like electricity, as if to announce to everyone that things were out of their control.