Chapter 270: Wang Jian Binghua
The humiliating words made Wang Zhao Feixue suddenly raise his head.
She is one of the three flowers in this exam, and she is also recognized as the strongest mechanic in this exam, although she has a shallow taste in martial arts, but because of her talent, even after the watering of many genius earth treasures, she is only the eighth grade of the elementary level, this realm is not likely to affect the vitality of heaven and earth, but the air in front of her seems to have really decreased by several degrees.
The ice-blue waterfall hair fluttered in front of her, and a little mischievously landed in front of the bulge, which made the graceful body of countless people in the Federation and even the Saints Alliance fall in love with it quietly stood up a little more at this time, and it looked more like a solid ice standing in this mountain.
Someone was playing with it, and the colorful three-layer metal cube began to rotate automatically in her hand, dazzling in the blink of an eye.
Every second that passes in the rapid rotation, one of the faces is assembled neatly, and after each face, one of its six colors disappears, and with the last twist, the silver side is also restored, aimed at the sky, and the whole Rubik's Cube seems to be watered with melted silver water, all of which turn silver.
The Rubik's Cube began to disintegrate, as if a monster was crawling out of the Rubik's Cube, and the compressed metal hidden in the Rubik's Cube began to recover rapidly, quickly assembling in front of her, turning into a silver sword that was significantly different from ordinary swords.
The difference between the sword and the sword of the martial faction is that the core function of the sword itself is still reflected in its combat weapon function. Each sword has its own unique ability, some of which can be used as a gun, and some of which can spew liquefied flames when swung...... All in all, the sword is a weapon that is used by modern mechanical technology to use traditional weapons such as "sword" as the carrier, and it has little to do with the sword itself.
The Magic Cube can transform into a total of six forms, each with different abilities, and layers of metal flakes can be seen on the sword, each of which is quietly dormant on the sword, like a piece of fish scales attached to it.
Wang Zhao Feixue took a step forward, and then got faster and faster, and the artemisia grass around her body was swept by her sword and fell down with a bang. Although the martial arts cultivation was only of the elementary level, its speed was comparable to that of many mid-level existences.
In the blink of an eye, she swept to the foot of the mountain, and when there was still ten meters between her and Wang Gulong, the hilt of the sword held in her bony palm trembled slightly, and then the device inside the sword began to rotate as if it were activated, and the pieces of the sword in her hand flew out of the sword!
The edge of the Dao cut the moonlight that was precipitated out of the stratus cloud at this moment into pieces, and flew towards Wang Gulong like bats!
The yellow combat uniform on Wang Gulong's body was more like a royal robe, and the innate aura from the royal family flickered slightly in his eyes like an ordinary luster, and the sight in front of him was completely obscured by the black shadow of the Dao, but his figure did not take a step back, but stretched out his right hand forward.
The wrist on his left hand is wearing an electronic watch given by the school, and on his right wrist is wearing a long yellow flat bracelet.
The bracelet suddenly broke open, and then the bracelet flew out of his hand, dancing like a silver snake in the air in front of him, completing dozens of vibrations in an instant, and then turning into a bright yellow long sword.
His hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, like a hammer held by a force, and the giant shook the tree, and the feeling of strength and strength was like the sound of a bell in the field, and after the sword body buzzed and shook, the air in the field seemed to be several points heavier.
The sword turned into a sword shadow in his hand in an instant, and the bright yellow light flashed around his body, weaving into a circular protective shield to protect his body, and the pieces turned into silver flakes that burst out of the residual line, but they were not close to him, and countless sparks burst out from the protective shield that the sword shadow turned into around him.
"I didn't expect you to learn these martial arts. ”
This is not the martial arts of the royal family, nor is it the martial arts of any school, but the martial arts created by Hu Yanwen, a martial artist from a low-ranking people's background, which has always been criticized as a single stupid swordsmanship, so it is despised by many powerful martial artists, and because of the birth of its creator, there is no half-seat martial arts among the high and middle people.
However, Wang Gulong learned this martial art, and in his performance, he did not have the humility of his swordsmanship from a low-class people, but was graceful and luxurious, like a nine dragons.
"There are no weak martial arts, only weak people. ”
Wang Gulong smiled coldly, and then the sword body in his hand turned sideways again, and the original sword blade facing outward became the sword body facing outward, so that the sword body danced like a "shoot", and the sword light around his body became more vigorous, turning into an impermeable wall.
The true power of this pure defensive sword technique exploded vividly at this time, and one by one the thin flakes burst up, and then flew out in all directions like a fallen bird, shooting into the deep dark woods.
Wang Zhao Feixue's face did not change, it was still so cold that it seemed to be able to pour out water.
All the black flakes vanished into the air, popping into the forest or into the surrounding land.
Wang Gulong's figure also swept forward.
The sword body in Wang Zhao Feixue's hand, which seemed to have only a pure metal assembly structure, shook slightly, and she stabbed the sword in her hand forward.
A middle-grade fifth-grade mechanic, a beginner-grade eighth-grade martial artist, such a cultivation is to use a sword move to fight against Wang Gulong, who is only one step away from entering the middle ninth grade, even if this sword has a strong man's broken wrist and the courage of Pingchuan, it is difficult to change the fact that he hits a stone with an egg.
In fact, her main focus was not on the sword she stabbed.
The other hand made a two-finger Zen, as if plucking the strings on its smooth sword body, which seemed to be able to really convey the rhyme of the sword body vibrated slightly, and then I saw a silver light in the machine out of the sword body, and in the surrounding forests and land, there was a sudden sound of rat movements, as if there were rat swarms moving.
Wang Gulong's face sank, and he looked at Siye, seeing those silver blades that had been scattered by him just now, and then flew back at an even more terrifying speed at this moment!
Puffy Bun –
Clusters of explosions erupted on the trees and land in the forest, as if detonating countless tiny mines, and countless black lines burst through the air, flying towards the sword in Wang Zhao Feixue's hand!
And this sword of hers, which was unusually thick compared to her slender figure, stabbed forward fearlessly!
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