"Hahaha, Commander Song, this is the genius you said was better than me?!" In the crowd, it was Du Hong who laughed the loudest.

"Commander Song, I respect your skills very much, and I also respect your past, but you really lost your eyes this time!" Du Hong's figure swept away, and his feet lightly touched the ground, and the person jumped to the front of the rostrum.

"Just like him, in another ten or eight years, even fifty years, or a hundred years, it will be impossible to catch up with me!" Du Hong snatched the demon slashing knife from Wang Qianchen's hand, and then waved it on the stage.

Song Chongjian has a saying that is right, the demon slaying knife technique is a skill that every demon slayer must learn, but the simpler the thing, the more you can see kung fu, and this thing Du Hong mastered it very proficiently three years ago, and he has never touched it since.

Because for him, if he really wants to kill a demon, he doesn't need such a simple thing at all.

With a palm or punch, you can blast the heads of those youkai.

Now that the old knife is recalled, Du Hong is still not a little rusty, the blade dances into a ball of white light in front of him, the whole process is smooth, like a dragon, the knife seems to be integrated with him, the knife is him, he is the knife, who doesn't praise it?

People who thought he was too arrogant before are convinced at the moment.

After seeing his sword skills, the genius disciples who were eager to try it before and wanted to teach Song Chongjian a lesson for this arrogant guy all died down, because they danced the same as Du Hong at most, and they couldn't surpass it, and they couldn't reach the point of slapping their faces.

This set of demon slaying knife techniques, if ordinary people were to use it, would take at least five minutes to dance from beginning to end, but Du Hong only took half a minute, because his speed was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye.

Half a minute later, Du Hong put away the knife, and then put the knife on the table in front of the rostrum.

"Commander Song, I'm here for you, but now it seems that you don't have much to teach me. In that case, I'll leave the camp first! Of course, my admiration for you remains the same, and I hope you can understand today's abruptness. Du Hong finally said a few words, then turned around and flew off the stage, striding towards the door of the training camp.

There was silence, and no one knew what to say.

Song Chongjian looked at his back with a pale face, and he also had nothing to say, he only had one chance to "submit" Du Hong, and if he didn't succeed this time, there would be no next time.

Du Hong wants to leave, and he has no way to force him to stay.

"You wait." At that moment, someone suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, it was Wang Qianchen, who was embarrassed and looked like a clown just now.

"What for?" Du Hong turned his head and looked at Wang Qianchen with a puzzled expression.

In normal times, he wouldn't bother with this kind of person at all, but after all, the two had just compared, especially since he was still Song Chongjian's general, and he still had to give some face.

"I want to ask, how long did it take you to master this set of demon slaying knife techniques?" Wang Qianchen's face was sincere, as if he was really asking for advice.

"One day!" Du Hong's face was proud.

There was a sudden amazement all around, although the demon slaying knife technique is simple, it is not easy to fully master and use it proficiently, Du Hong actually mastered it in only one day to this level, he is worthy of being a genius among geniuses, no wonder he dares to claim to be the first in the training camp!

"One day, huh? Okay, so you can see how long it took me. With that, Wang Qianchen turned around and picked up the demon slashing knife on the table.

"Devouring the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"

Du Hong didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him curiously.

"Qianchen ......" Song Chongjian was also puzzled.

"Commander Song, I'm sorry, I embarrassed you just now, I haven't learned the demon slashing technique before...... Now, please give me another chance......" Wang Qianchen's face was calm, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Chongjian was slightly stunned, then seemed to understand what was coming, and hurriedly said with a gloomy face: "Okay, then I'll give you another chance!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Qianchen still wants to show another demon slaying technique, but he has never learned it before, so what's the use of doing it again? Just when everyone was puzzled, Du Hong had already turned away.

"Boring." Du Hong snorted coldly and strode forward.

"Boom-"

At this moment, the sharp blade cut through the air, Wang Qianchen had obviously begun to show, just listening to the sound was not the same as before, it was clumsy, dull, and funny before, but this time it was relaxed, free, and easy!

Du Hong turned his head in surprise, and saw that on the rostrum, the blade in front of Wang Qianchen had danced into a ball of white light, and the speed was extremely fast, no less than him just now, and even faintly had the intention of transcendence.

What's more, when Wang Qianchen used this set of knife techniques, no matter the movement, angle or strength, it was exactly the same, which was perfect.

No, it's not perfect, it's perfect, it's perfect!

If the full score is ten points, Du Hong can get ten points just now, and Wang Qianchen can definitely get twelve points!

A set of demon slaying knife techniques, Du Hong used half a minute, and Wang Qianchen used ...... Twenty seconds!

Twenty seconds later, Wang Qianchen put away the knife and put it back on the table on the rostrum.

"Commander Song, are you still satisfied?"

Wang Qianchen looked at the stunned Song Chongjian and laughed softly.