A warrior is a person who fights.

Ten thousand tigers, ten thousand tigers, swallowing thousands of miles like tigers!

Wan Hu's goal is to become a god of war like his grandfather Wan Hai, write his life with blood, defend the former Yuntong Kingdom, protect the people, and be a man who stands up to the sky.

But the cruelty of reality and the torment of survival made Wan Hu miss the best time to practice martial arts. In the first ten years of meeting Ye Changtian, Wan Hu could only rely on a fragment of the book, imitating and tempering himself indiscriminately, just like Yunxi said, it was just a simple three-and-a-half move, not to mention any martial arts.

After apprenticeship with Ye Changtian, everything has just changed.

But the missed years and the unlaid foundation still made Wan Hu suffer enough in training. In Ye Changtian's words, if you need to reshape the root bones, you must have the consciousness of painful death.

In less than two months, Wan Hu was immersed in pain almost every day. Ye Changtian's training did not leave the slightest, nor did he have the slightest softness, always letting Wanhu walk on the verge of collapse.

His extensive knowledge and deep understanding of martial arts made Ye Changtian comfortable in teaching. Coupled with the restorative effect of the wood element, it has always kept Wanhu tough and vigorous.

When Wanhu trained, even Yunxi was very scared, that kind of lifeless posture directly wanted to play with himself. Yunxi didn't have that ruthlessness, not that determination, so many times when he saw Wan Hu working so hard, he wanted to ask Ye Changtian, but Wan Hu didn't allow it, he always trained according to Ye Changtian's standards, and even doubled the amount of training privately.

Wan Hu gently flipped his hat back, his steps seemed to be very heavy, stepping on the steps and walking towards the test table step by step, his left hand swaying beside the scabbard, and his eyes looked coldly ahead.

"The warrior of the tower outside the building, Lou Hu. Wan Hu stepped forward to sign up.

The appearance of Wan Hu attracted the attention of some monks, especially some monks who were going to participate in the Qi Refining Stage level battles, and they couldn't help but be a little scared when they looked at Wan Hu. Without him, the scar on Wan Hu's face shows that the young man in front of him is not easy to mess with, and he is afraid that he has been honed in life and death.

"Senior Brother Qi, this guy is afraid that he has some ability. Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Qi Wu said to Ning Fei on the side.

"Hmph, no matter how strong he is, he is just a warrior, he is still the lowest warrior, but we are in the late stage of the Qi refining period, it is not a problem to take him down. Ning Fei said with a look of contempt.

When the other monks saw the Ten Thousand Tigers, they also summed it up.

Wu Shan, the prince of the Shuntian Kingdom, stood up and shouted, "Now let's conduct the Qi refining period cultivation, including the competition of martial artists at the Heavenly Rank and below. During the competition, it is not allowed to be disabled or killed, and the point is up. The rules are simple, play in pairs, and the winner will decide the winner until the best three are chosen. Now, the competition begins!"

The number of Qi Refining Stage level cultivators was not many, only more than thirty people, and most of them were outstanding disciples of small sects.

Standing opposite Wan Hu was Qi Wu, Qi Wu held a flying sword, looked at Wan Hu, and said: "Martial artists are not as good as monks, I advise you to quit directly, so as not to get hurt." ”

Wan Hu smiled, took two steps forward, and said proudly: "Make a move, otherwise, you will have no chance." ”

Qi Wu's face turned cold, he had never seen such arrogance, he had never seen such arrogance, he was also a seventh-layer cultivator in the Qi refining period, how could he be so faceless! Qi Wu shouted violently: "Since this is the case, then please give advice!"

In Qi Wu's hands, two wooden vines were like long snakes spitting letters, swimming towards Wan Hu, Wan Hu slightly one side, dodging one vine, and the other vine had reached his feet. Wan Hu was not in a hurry, jumped out lightly to the side, and then kicked the ground with both feet and flew out violently.

Qi Wu was startled, the other party's speed was really a little fast, and he hurriedly threw out the vines, but Wan Hu dodged with a leap, and was already in front of Qi Wu, his palm turned into a fist, and he slammed into Qi Wu's mouth.

Qi Wu hurriedly arranged a green vine shield in front of him, and at the same time waved the green vine with one hand, intending to attack Wanhu from behind. But Wan Hu didn't give him this opportunity, looked at Qi Wu's Qingteng Shield, and shouted violently: "Median Collapse Fist!"

"Bang!"

Qi Wuluo looked at Wan Hu with a smile, using his fists to fight against the elements, when he was a ground level master?

"Click!"

The cracking sound slowly came into Qi Wu's ears, and then he looked at the green vine shield in his hand, which had been shattered, and a little bit of wood elements were scattered in the air. Wan Hu didn't hesitate, as soon as he stepped in, his left fist slammed out, turned into a palm halfway through, and slapped on Qi Wu's shoulder, Qi Wu fell out violently, and rolled on the ground three or four times before he eliminated this force.

Wan Hu closed his palm, walked towards Qi Wu, stretched out his hand, and said, "Admit it." ”

Qi Wu gritted his teeth and said, "The skills are not as good as others, I lost." ”

After speaking, Qi Wu stretched out his hand, Wan Hu pulled Qi Wu up, and the two of them walked to the side.

"Master, the third senior brother won, it's really simple. Yunxi in the stands shouted excitedly.

Ye Changtian nodded slightly, although Wan Hu was a fledgling, after all, under the tempering of Yunxi and Ye Changtian, he had adapted to the strangeness of the elements, and he was quite confident in dealing with it. What's more, Wan Hu didn't exert much strength at all, and he didn't even pull out the knife.

Ning Fei won the first round of the competition, glanced at Qi Wu with disdain, Qi Wu blushed, and didn't say anything.

To lose is to lose.

Sometimes, admitting losing is more important than winning.

Who is not afraid to face failure, who is qualified to talk about success?

The competition went very smoothly, and with the small number of people, three groups of six people were finally left.

This time, Ning Fei fought against Wan Hu.

Wan Hu looked at Ning Fei and felt that Ning Fei's momentum was indeed much stronger than Qi Wu, and in several battles, Ning Fei won the competition very simply, and he was a very good disciple in the Chongxiao Pavilion.

Ning Fei looked at Wan Hu coldly, this hateful scarred man actually persevered all the way to the end, then let me finish him and win the biggest reward.

Ning Fei slowly walked towards Wanhu and said, "You are not my opponent, if you continue to fight, you can only be injured in vain." ”

Wan Hu walked over without fear and said softly: "My injury is not worse than you. ”

Ning Fei laughed, his hands were gently pressed to his mouth, and a pair of silver armor slowly stretched out, covering Ning Fei's body, and even his head, covering the helmet. Ning Fei stretched out his hand, a flying sword appeared in his hand, and sneered: "Now, you know the gap between me and you, right?"

Wan Hu looked up and down, then sighed and said, "Got it." ”

Ning Fei smiled proudly and said, "Now that you know, it is the best choice for you to give up directly." ”

Wan Hu nodded and said, "I know that the gap between you and me is just the thickness of an armor. But you know what? Countless monks and warriors died on the battlefield, and they were all heavily armoured. How long will this light armor of yours protect you?"

Ning Fei's face turned cold, and he said: "Toast and don't eat and drink, that's it, and see how long you can cross!

Ten Thousand Tiger Body suddenly dodged to the side, and the flying sword flew by with a swish, and at the same time, Ning Fei also stepped forward, and a big sword gradually appeared in his hand, swinging it.

Ten Thousand Tigers dodged quickly, but with Ning Fei, who was on the flying sword, he was already equivalent to two late-stage Qi refining period cultivators, only dodge, how long could they dodge?

Ning Fei saw that he hadn't injured Wan Hu several times, he was annoyed in his heart, and shouted, "Will you escape?"

Wan Hu smiled lightly and said, "This is not an escape, this is a wandering fight, didn't your master teach you?"

Ning Fei gritted his teeth and shouted, "Flying sword, seven kills!"

Under the urging of Ning Fei, the flying sword suddenly appeared in front of Wan Hu, the sword light four, Wan Hu retreated several times, but he couldn't dodge this blow, so he had to concentrate on perception, his left hand violently pressed the pressure spring, and with a flick of his thumb, the sword on his left waist flew out violently, Wan Hu took the sword with his left hand, and slashed horizontally, when there was a bang, Ning Fei's flying sword flew out upside down.

Ning Fei was shocked to withdraw his flying sword, and when he saw that there was a small gap on the flying sword, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and shouted, "You, yours is a top-grade magic weapon?!"

When Wan Hu heard this, he was slightly stunned, is the knife in his hand a magic weapon? Or is it a high-grade magic weapon? How do I know that this is given by the master, and the master just said that this knife is his first knife, and it can't be lowered, and he only knows that this knife is heavy and extremely sharp.

Yun Xi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked Ye Changtian: "Master, is that really a top-grade magic weapon?"

Ye Changtian nodded and said, "Now I can only make do with magic weapons, but the poor master hasn't recovered yet." ”

Yunxi was almost excited, he thought that his hand was the most inferior magic weapon, but he didn't expect the master to hurt himself so much, so he actually gave himself a high-grade magic weapon. It's just that where did this thing come from? Yunxi didn't think about it so much, anyway, it was all given by the master......

Ning Fei gritted his teeth, his magic weapon was just an inferior product, or he spent a lot of spirit stones to get it, it was his own treasure, he didn't expect that this hateful guy in front of him was pregnant with the treasure knife of the magic weapon!

Wan Hu slowly stepped forward, took the long knife in his right hand, brushed the ground and pulled a knife flower, and said coldly: "If you need to fight, then start, with your watch, you can't defeat me." ”

Ning Fei shouted: "Okay, then let you see how powerful I am!"

Ning Fei had a ball of metal in his hand, and as soon as his hands were divided, more than twenty golden darts appeared in his hand, and Ning Fei shouted: "You have to be careful! Darts, kill!"

More than twenty darts flew out at the same time, pointing directly at Wan Hu, Wan Hu's eyes locked on these darts, and he sighed secretly in his heart: "It is worthy of being a powerful gold element monk!"

Raise your hand, move the knife!

Knife shadows, dense!

The knife in Wan Hu's hand spun rapidly, and countless blade lights slashed towards the golden dart. Wan Hu's spiritual power was highly concentrated, looking at the last dart, the blade tilted, gently adjusted the direction of the dart, and then slapped the dart with the back of the knife, and the dart immediately flew towards Ning Fei.

Ning Fei never imagined that Wan Hu was so powerful, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to urge the full metal armor defense.

"Ding!"

The dart slammed into Ning Fei's shoulder, and the huge force made Ning Fei suddenly take two or three steps back, and the gold element in his shoulder also slowly collapsed under this blow.

As soon as Ning Fei wanted to sacrifice the flying sword, he saw a cold light in front of him, and the long knife of the Ten Thousand Tigers had been lit in front of Ning Fei's eyes.

Ten thousand tigers put their knives back into their sheaths and stood proudly.

Ning Fei looked at Wan Hu's eyes full of hatred and anger, and shouted violently: "Die!

Ning Fei held the flying sword in his hand and stabbed at Wanhu. Wan Hu didn't expect the other party to attack after losing, and retreated, but Ning Fei's speed was too fast, and the flying sword stabbed Wan Hu's shoulder!

"Shhh

When everyone saw this scene, they were slightly surprised. Ning Fei actually made a move after the other party stopped, completely ignoring the rules of the competition, which made everyone's gaze at Chongxiao Pavilion a little unkind.

The elders of Chongxiao Pavilion were also a little stunned, looking at this scene with embarrassment.

Yunxi suddenly wanted to stand up, but was held down by Ye Changtian. Ye Changtian looked at this scene coldly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Wanhu can do it." ”

Wan Hu looked at his injuries with a wry smile and remembered his master's words.

"Wanhu, during the battle, don't talk nonsense, just kill the other party, or when you are sure that the other party has absolutely no power to resist, you can relax your mind, otherwise, you must always be vigilant. ”

Wan Hu sighed, he still forgot the master's teachings.

It seems that some lessons, without bloodshed, cannot be remembered.

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