"How is this possible, it's only been two months, and he can actually cultivate to the True Martial Realm?"

Suddenly, someone was amazed, and everyone turned their heads to look over, and they saw a new classmate with a frightened look on his face.

"What do you mean? What do you mean, that guy who fought against Liu Shao, who cultivated from an ordinary person to the realm of true martial arts in two or three months? Did you not wake up from sleep! What nonsense are you talking about!"

In fact, don't say that no one around him believes it, even Liu Shao in the battle doesn't believe it, after all, Feng Jiuyang puts a lot of pressure on him.

Although the other party is a student who has just been admitted to the school, he may have cultivated since he was a child! After all, how could someone who could be so close to Miss Yang be an ordinary person.

"It's true!" But the person who spoke was adamant: "Because we are a school, it seems that it is only a week from ordinary people to martial artists, but I am no longer an opponent after cultivating for several years at that time." ”

"President Wan, I didn't expect you to come too. Feng Jiuyang in the battle glanced at it, but he didn't expect it to be where it was.

"Well, thanks to you, I was admitted to the top 100 in this martial arts exam. Wan Butong was a little excited: "It's just that our school saved the two of us, and I'm afraid that the others will not be able to attend classes as regular students." ”

"Isn't that the same as me!" Feng Jiuyang dodged Liu Shao's tricks as he spoke: "Now the school doesn't allow me to apprentice because I injured the teacher surnamed Feng during my martial arts years, and I was probably forced to bow to them." It's just that my cultivation has always been my own, and it would be more comfortable for me to not have a teacher. ”

"Yes! Although Wan Butong was a little surprised, he didn't show it, after all, Feng Jiuyang's cultivation was too mysterious, and he really didn't need other people's guidance.

"Is this the speed of your Wind Spirit Root, isn't it a little slow!" Feng Jiuyang was a little dissatisfied, it had been more than ten minutes, and he hadn't been hit.

It's nice for others, but he's not happy with it, and there's no way to bring out his potential.

Although he has now cultivated the Dao Xuan Sutra to mastery, this is just a physical cultivation, and the true strength of this True Martial Realm still needs to be stimulated by himself.

The reason why he angered Liu Shao was to stimulate his face, and in the face of life and death, people could react faster, but the other party was a little weak!

Liu Shao was even more angry when he heard this, he was also a genius, and it was only a few years since he cultivated to the current true martial arts realm.

Up to now, the True Martial Arts Realm of the Northern Martial Arts Academy is also ranked in the top thirty, but the other party's unconscious contempt made him angry.

Suddenly, he pulled out a folding fan from his waist and instantly swung out several wind blades, even worse than the wind on his fist.

"What?" Feng Jiuyang was startled, and immediately dodged to the side, but this time the other party's grasp was too accurate, and he had nowhere to borrow his strength when he jumped up and hadn't landed yet.

"Puff, puff!" Feng Jiuyang's body was immediately slashed by the wind blade, and the clothes on his body were immediately shattered and flew around, and the wound on his chest was also slightly bleeding.

"It turns out that being injured is like this!" Feng Jiuyang glanced down, laughed instead of being angry, and looked at Liu Shao: "Yes, this is like the strength of jealousy, otherwise I always feel that you don't really like light dancing." ”

Liu Shao obviously beat Feng Jiuyang to the point that he was bleeding, but the anger in his heart did not subside but increased, and the fan was waved even more violently.

The wounds on Feng Jiuyang's body are also increasing, but they are not fatal injuries, but they look quite embarrassing.

There were more and more people around, and when they saw Liu Shao's attack, they were all amazed, and the other party had definitely cultivated the wind spirit root to the point of "law".

It's just that for the sake of the classmates' face, they can not kill each other, this kind of precise control is very rare!

"Jiuyang, I'm back, are you fighting with someone again......" Yang Qingwu squeezed in as she spoke, and was immediately stunned when she saw the situation.

"The ...... surnamed Liu" Yang Qingwu instantly burst into anger, and the people around him were immediately startled, this is very rare!

"I'm back!twenty-two. Feng Jiuyang also saw Yang Qingwu come back: "Don't worry, I'm having fun here! After all, only when facing life and death can we stimulate our potential." Otherwise, just by cultivating, this body's ability would not be able to be brought into play at all. ”

"But you......" Yang Qingwu was about to cry when he saw the injuries on Feng Jiuyang's body, his entire chest was cut out by the wind blade, and the blood had already stained his body red.

"Don't worry! Qingwu, your friend is fine!" Suddenly, a young man in white next to him smiled faintly.

Yang Qingwu looked at the other party: "Qingyi, who are you, is it true?" seemed to believe the other party's words.

"Hmm!" Liu Qingyi smiled faintly: "Although I don't know how this friend of yours cultivates, Liu Yun's wind blade has cut less than half a wound on his body, and this kind of injury is nothing for the True Martial Realm at all!"

"Half a millimeter ......" Everyone was immediately stunned, when did Liu Yun and Liu Shao's wind blade be controlled so accurately, and every wound could be controlled at a depth of half a millimeter?

Liu Yun was immediately startled when he heard this, and suddenly with a wave of his fan, he jumped backwards in an instant, keeping a distance from Feng Jiuyang.

"What do you mean by not moving your weapon all the time? Do you look down on me like this?" Liu Yun's face was very ugly.

Because he knows better than anyone else that if the wound on the other party's body is really half a slight, it is definitely not the precision of his own control, but the other party deliberately bears half a wound every time.

In the face of such a master, if the opponent really doesn't make a move, I'm afraid that he will collapse in the end.

But the others didn't understand! Even Yang Qingwu didn't understand what was going on for a while: it was obvious that Feng Jiuyang was seriously injured, why was Liu Yun so angry?

In addition to Liu Qingyi, there are actually other people who can be seen here, but these people don't plan to say it, after all, they don't plan to interfere in this kind of thing that makes others pretend to be successful.

"Hmm......" Feng Jiuyang looked down at the wounds on his body, and nodded helplessly: "Since you say so, then I can only agree, I just hope you can block my tricks, after all, this is a sword technique that I have practiced for half a month!"

"You ......" Liu Yun almost scolded when he heard his words, but after practicing for half a month, he dared to take it out for a competition, who do you look down on!

"Okay, I want to see how your sword skills are in the past half a month!" Liu Yun sneered, and the fan in his hand attacked again, swinging three wind blades in an instant.

"Puff puff!" The wooden knife in Feng Jiuyang's hand slashed towards the wind blade, and the wind blade, which was supposed to be indestructible, was shattered in an instant.

"Huh?" everyone exclaimed, including masters like Liu Qingyi, all of whom were full of incredulity.

"The fan is also a short weapon, and this wooden knife is also a short weapon, I am now proficient in short weapons!" Feng Jiuyang laughed loudly and attacked Liu Yun.

The Wind Knife he practiced was extremely simple, relying on his own internal force, so when he wielded it, he naturally slashed hard.

The move was to stab directly at Liu Yun's face, his speed was not very fast, but the strong internal force was transmitted to the wooden knife.

The people around him were slightly stunned when they saw what he was doing, because this was obviously looking down on the other party, and such a move speed could be caught even by a child.

"Look for death!" Liu Yun sneered, since the other party looked down on him so much, then there was no need for him to save face for the other party.

As soon as the fan was folded and closed in one place, the fan bone blocked Feng Jiuyang's wooden knife, and sneered: "Since you are looking for death, then ......"

"Grab your weapon!" Feng Jiuyang was suddenly stunned, and instantly burst out with a powerful tenseness, and the wooden knife stabbed forward.

Liu Yun immediately felt that a powerful force was transmitted to the fan, and then the fan was transmitted to his body, and the whole person flew out.

"I can't even hold my own weapon, I really don't know that your kung fu was taught by that stupid teacher!" Feng Jiuyang smiled coldly.

Liu Yun fell heavily to the ground, the fan fell two meters away from him, and Liu Yun, who was full of shame and anger, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood when he heard this.