I saw Wang Moyan snort softly, and after the breath of his whole body flowed, he poured into the long knife in his hand,

Wang Moyan quickly rushed towards Shen Qinghe with his knife, the distance of five meters passed in an instant, and when the two were about to make contact, Wang Moyan suddenly jumped into the air, and the long knife in his hand emitted an almost invisible red light under the flow of breath.

Then Wang Moyan was in the air, and the knife slashed down hard in his hand.

I saw Shen Qinghe raise his spear above his head, and squatted under his feet.

"Bang"

, the two of them were separated as soon as they joined together.

I saw that Wang Moyan took two steps back after landing on the ground, and Shen Qinghe also stumbled back and leaned back.

Then the two of them stabilized their bodies and rushed towards each other again.

Shen Qinghe raised his spear and stabbed forward, Wang Moyan dodged over, and stabbed again on Shen Qinghe's side.

Shen Qinghe closed the gun and blocked,

At the same time as the two weapons collided, Shen Qinghe raised his right leg and thought about Wang Moyan's waist sweep.

Wang Moyan wanted to step back, but he was already a step too late, and his legs were about to touch Wang Moyan's waist.

I saw Wang Moyan's face change, twist his body hard, and bear the strength of this leg with his back

"Smack",

The legs and the back touched, the flesh collided, Wang Moyan took a step forward, forcibly stopped the momentum, and slashed back the knife.

Shen Qinghe had just gathered his legs and stood firm, only to see the long knife coming horizontally in front of him.

Shen Qinghe didn't expect Wang Moyan to stop the power of this leg, it was too late to block, so he could only withdraw backwards.

This retreat, Wang Mo Yan deceived himself.

The long knife in his hand kept slashing towards Shen Qinghe.

The spear is not as flexible as the knife when it is tossing and turning, and when Shen Qinghe is pressed to fight, the spear only has the power to parry, and it keeps retreating.

Originally, he had just taken the advantage, but Wang Moyan's use of physical injuries to stop the decline and bully himself at any cost still made Shen Qinghe helpless.

This is just a competition, what do you think? I was already injured by the strength of one leg, and I forcibly stopped the impact, so it was a little internally injured, but seeing Wang Moyan continue to attack regardless of it, Shen Qinghe's head hurt a little, this script is wrong.

At this time, Shen Qinghe was also ruthless.

I saw that after Shen Qinghe blocked Wang Moyan's slash again, he took advantage of Wang Moyan's old power to come out with new power, and flipped the spear in his hand, thinking that Wang Moyan would stab him, like a swimming dragon.

Wang Moyan saw the spear stabbing and rolled on the spot, and retreated.

This time the attacking sides changed again,

After Shen Qinghe widened the distance between him and Wang Moyan, the spear in his hand flipped vertically and horizontally, stabbed, picked, lifted, and smashed. Wang Moyan was constantly forced backwards.

"It's almost, Wang Moyan is going to lose. ”

This is Zhou Ting's comment.

"Wouldn't it, so fast?"

Yang Fan was a little puzzled, how long has it been, the two of them are staggered, you come and go, but the actual fighting time is extremely fast.

At the beginning of the battle, Wang Moyan forcibly endured Shen Qinghe's breath-infused leg, and then forcibly resisted the impact, the internal organs were already injured, and then attacked with all his strength, there was no time to suppress the injury, of course, he couldn't hold on for a long time, and now Shen Qinghe took the initiative again, and Shen Qinghe's broken army gun was already going strongly, and after a long time of blocking, Wang Moyan couldn't resist for too long with his injured body. Once you can't bear it......"

Zhou Ting explained.

I saw that on the field, the two continued to attack and defend.

"Slash"

I saw Wang Moyan grasp a gap, and the aura of his body completely exploded, and the original faint red light on the knife suddenly bloomed.

Pressed towards Shen Qinghe violently.

And Shen Qinghe's eyes lit up.

"This is the time to wait. ”

"Breaking the Army"

Shen Qinghe's originally retreating body suddenly stopped, drank heavily, flipped his spear, and met Wang Moyan's knife.

Swords and guns intersected, and the aura in the field suddenly dispersed, and an impact force swept in all directions.

Zhou Ting stepped in front of Yang Fan and Zhou Yiyi, her breath agitating.

Yang Fan looked at Zhou Ting, and felt that at this moment, Zhou Ting in front of him had changed, from a cold goddess, to an iceberg. Get in front of yourself.

.......

After the breath calmed down, I saw Shen Qinghe half-kneeling on the ground with a spear, and Wang Moyan had been blocked by Li Qing, and Li Qing entered at the critical moment and separated the two.

"I declare, Shen Qinghe wins"

Li Qing said.

"Brother Wang, I agreed, the three swords of the mad battle are really powerful, I can be regarded as a teacher"

Shen Qinghe said after standing up.

Wang Moyan looked embarrassed, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. After calming down, he said: "This time I lost, I lost because of carelessness, next time I will challenge you, your yellow list ranking, I will decide." ”

Shen Qinghe said: "Waiting at any time"

After the two finished speaking, Wang Moyan took the lead in leaving. He has already suffered internal injuries, and he must go back for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise it will really hurt his internal organs and leave hidden dangers, and the martial arts road will not be easy to walk.

"After the excitement is over, let's go, go back to the academy"

Zhou Ting said to Yang Fan and Zhou Yiyi.

The trio then left the warehouse and drove away.

When he came back, Yang Fan asked Zhou Ting, are the warriors fighting so fast?

Zhou Ting replied, basically the same, modern warriors will go to the ruins to participate in the war, the people of the two worlds only care about the result, regardless of the process, the shot is all killing moves, the general routine martial arts is basically useless except for good looks, no one will take care of the beauty in the battle, such as Wang Moyan's donkey rolling on the spot is very normal. Ensuring life strength is much more important than face.

Yang Fan thinks about it, the length of the duel is not important, the important thing is the result. Ten minutes to decide the winner is the same as a one-minute one, so why not go the faster way.

There is no need for face to exist in the duel of warriors.

Grasping everything to win and grasping everything to survive is what a warrior has to do.

......

Demon Capital Academy, a freshman dormitory. Dormitory No. 0001.

Yang Fan was sitting on the sofa at the moment, still thinking about the duel he had just seen.

The third-grade martial artist is not very strong in the twelve grades of martial arts, and the realm is only the high level of the Yellow Realm.

The two didn't fight for a long time, and they decided the winner. But Yang Fan also saw the process.

The Sanpin warrior, just opened the sea of qi and gathered the breath, the power was already like this, the warehouse floor was a mess after the two of them finished fighting, and the two basically did not touch the ground during the battle, but the gravel on the ground that was collapsed by the breath, and the footprints after blocking when the two were fighting were clearly visible.

The legendary warrior collapsed the mountain and cracked the stone Yang Fan originally thought it was an exaggeration, after all, no matter how strong it is, it is flesh and blood, how can it be compared with the mountain stone, but today Yang Fan is considered to have seen it, and the third-grade warrior has already achieved the breath of the ground between the fights, so what about the higher level?

Yang Fan didn't dare to think about it.

.......

Yang Fan's cultivation heart at this moment was not cold yet, and it was even hotter when it was burned again.

How can a man not want to become stronger, or how can a practitioner not want to become stronger?

It is also said in the exercises that once you enter the path of cultivation, you must move forward and never look back.

Yang Fan went to the practice room again and began to prepare for cultivation.

Zhou Ting is one year older than herself, and she has cultivated from an ordinary person to a third grade in one year. And before the sophomore year started, it had already reached the fourth grade during the vacation, in fact, it should be four grades a year to be precise, but at the end of the school year, Zhou Ting was at the peak of the three grades. When the holiday comes, Zhou Ting is already a sophomore.

And Zhou Ting is just a second-grade cultivation qualification, Yang Fan feels that his cultivation qualification of this product can't be slower than Zhou Ting, and he also has system assistance, as long as he quickly passes the first and second grades and reaches the third-grade Kaiqi Sea, then his strength will definitely improve more rapidly with the assistance of the system.

......

Swallowing a first-grade Qi and Blood Pill, Yang Fan began to cultivate again.

Feeling that his qi and blood were getting stronger and stronger, and his control ability was becoming more and more proficient, Yang Fan felt that he was not far from controlling the power of qi and blood to refine his body.

The pinnacle of the realm of a product is to control the rapid circulation of qi and blood in the flesh, transpire the power of qi and blood, nourish the meridians in the body, and strengthen the body, and wait until the whole body is shrouded in the power of qi and blood and the strength of the refining qi reaches 500 catties.

If you want to enter the second grade, you must first skillfully control the power of qi and blood, and immerse yourself in the bones with the power of qi and blood from the outside in.

And Yang Fan feels that he is still some distance away from the peak of the first grade, and it will still take some time to reach the second grade.

"I don't know if I can reach the second grade when school starts?"

Yang Fan muttered to himself.

You can't blame him for being so ambitious and wanting to cross two levels in more than a month. The main thing is that the battle he saw tonight really stimulated Yang Fan.

He also wanted to say to Wang Moyan that Shen Qinghe was so powerful. I also want to stand in front of others and protect others in the aftermath like Zhou Ting.

And people have to set a goal for themselves, no matter whether they are reliable or not, what if they achieve it?

The medicinal effect of the Yipin Qi and Blood Pill was slowly exhausted.

It is indeed fast to have pills to assist in cultivation, and the medicinal effect of the three Qi and Blood Pills in the past two days has improved Yang Fan's cultivation to about the middle of the first grade, and his physique has been strengthened a lot, according to Yang Fan's estimate, about half of his flesh and blood have been strengthened, and his strength Yang Fan feels that it has also increased again. However, the specific value is not clear, and it will not be known until after testing. But it should be around 280 catties - 300 catties. It is also considered that this credit is not in vain.

After taking the next Yipin Qi and Blood Recovery Pill, Yang Fan began to breathe. Calm your own blood that is rushing fast because of the effect of the drug.