Chapter 404: Spatial Experience

A few weapons flew in, extremely fast, and went straight to several key points in Wu Yan's body.

"Good time!"

Wu Yan stared at those weapons with his eyes as he ran, and when his wrist shook, the Soul Halberd rushed out like a poisonous snake attack.

"Bell"

After the sound of a few golden weapons resonating came out, those weapons were picked aside by Wu Yan and fell to the ground and no longer moved.

"Hmph! I want to bully the master, no way!" As he spoke, he pointed forward and put on an extremely stylish posture.

"Whoosh"

Who knew that before Wu Yan could have any respite, another weapon flew over, and this time the number was fully double the previous one.

"Coming back?"

Wu Yan no longer sprinted hard this time, but chose to stand in place and wait.

Things are really going in a bad direction, and if this continues, won't there be more and more weapons flying.

If you have more, it will be difficult to defend yourself easily. At that time, if a sword is stabbed to death in this place where birds don't, I'm afraid there won't even be a person to collect the corpse.

"Bell"

After picking up three weapons in a row, Wu Yan took a few steps back in a flash, avoiding the attacks of the other weapons.

Then he fought back again, and finally knocked out the few remaining weapons.

After two sorties, Wu Yan discovered a strange phenomenon, his body did not consume a trace of physical strength, and he was still full of energy.

It is said that such a large amount of activity should be consumed, but what is the reason for this phenomenon?

Don't think too much about it, the third wave of attacks has already arrived. Since it would not consume physical strength, Wu Yan simply stopped keeping it and let go of the attack.

After fending off four waves of attacks in a row, the number of weapons has surged to dozens. Stabbing almost from all directions.

Wu Yan was already a little overwhelmed.

"Sting"

A large cut was made on the top of his right arm, and strangely not a trace of blood came out.

Wu Yan didn't have time to think about it, and struggled to resist other weapons.

"Isn't this asking for the master's life?"

Wu Yan learned to be obedient this time, and after leaving the last two weapons, he did not shoot them down immediately, but deliberately maneuvered.

Because he found that as long as these two weapons were shot down, the next wave of weapons would immediately attack.

Wu Yan thought beautifully, but he didn't have ten breaths of time to hold it up, and the next wave of attacks came as scheduled, so frightened that Wu Yan hurriedly knocked the last two weapons away.

"It's endless!"

In desperation, Wu Yan had no choice but to rush forward again.

This time, the number of weapons has been all over Wu Yan, and his body has been scratched constantly, but fortunately it has not hurt the vital point.

Beads of sweat flowed down Wu Yan's face, although it would not consume physical strength, but it was quite energy-consuming for the nerves to be tense all the time.

"Not good!" Wu Yan sighed in his heart, the spear behind his back had already stabbed at the back of the heart, but there were also three weapons in front of him, which had to be blocked.

"Poof!"

The weapon in front of him was picked off, but the spear behind him pierced into Wu Yan's body.

A feeling of dizziness came quickly, and he was stunned for less than a moment, and then four or five weapons pierced Wu Yan's body at the same time. From afar, it looks like a large hedgehog.

"Am I going to die?"

Until this time, Wu Yan still didn't feel any pain, but several key points in his body had obviously been pierced.

At this moment, a beam of white light suddenly descended from the gloomy sky, shining on Wu Yan's body.

Wu Yan felt as if he had fallen into a warm embrace, so gentle, comfortable, and nostalgic, he couldn't help but close his eyes and wanted to sleep comfortably.

Under the illumination of this white light, the weapons that pierced Wu Yan's body slowly retreated.

The few scars left behind are also recovering little by little at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

After about a quarter of an hour or so, the white beam of light suddenly disappeared, and a cold feeling swept through Wu Yan's whole body again, and he woke up with a shudder.

At this time, after carefully looking up and down his body, Wu Yan found that the injuries he had suffered before had completely recovered, as if he had just had a dream.

"What's going on? Couldn't I have been reborn?"

The series of things that happened before were so unbelievable that they would not have happened in reality.

"Whoosh!"

The familiar voice sounded again, Wu Yan raised his eyes, his face changed suddenly, and he cursed: "Why are you still here!"

Dozens of weapons stabbed again, the same number as the previous "stabbing" of Wu Yan.

In the end, Wu Yan still didn't completely dodge after all, and was pierced through the vital part again.

And just like that, the white light came again, repaired, and then the weapon flew again, and was stabbed to death again......

In this continuous cycle of reincarnation, Wu Yan's mood slowly became calm from anxiety.

Under this kind of training, the speed of the soul halberd became faster and faster, and the number of weapons that could resist became more and more.

Wu Yan gradually understood that this was a good opportunity to practice the halberd method.

Under this constant running-in, Wu Yan became more handy with the use of the Soul Halberd, as pointed by his arm.

There is no day or night in this space, it is always that gray appearance, and Wu Yan also does not have any sense of exhaustion, just keeps repeating the previous reincarnation.

Time flies, and I don't know if it's been months or years.

When Wu Yan took a breath and nearly a thousand weapons were shot away unscathed, no weapons flew at the scene.

Wu Yan, who was in the midst of excitement, felt a little unfinished, and he couldn't count how many times he had been stabbed to death, but he always had a firm belief in his heart, that is, faster, faster.

It can be said that Wu Yan's current shooting speed is definitely not comparable to that of the same martial artist.

"If you have the ability, come back! The master is not afraid of you!"

No one responded to him in the empty wilderness, and after a moment of relief, Wu Yan grabbed the Soul Halberd with both hands and sat down.

Today, the Soul Halberd seems to have become an inseparable part of the body.

In the midst of meditation, Wu Yan summarized the usage system of the Soul Halberd.

The usage of halberds is divided into seven types: stabbing, picking, hooking, pecking, splitting, smashing, and blocking.

And each of these contains at least ten or more variations.

Therefore, the final summary of usage is not something that can be completed in a while.

Fortunately, Wu Yan has mastered every usage method in such a long time.

This is the legendary practice of true knowledge. If he were given a book of exercises to practice according to him, I am afraid it would take dozens of times longer to reach his current level of proficiency.

In this way, in this wilderness where no one disturbed, Wu Yan sat for ten days.

And in these ten days, this wilderness is also quietly changing......