Chapter 59: Thunder Storm Sword
Xiao Bufan and Hai Wuya glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's doubts.
With their strength, they naturally saw early on that the black-clothed disciple was hiding his strength, but this was not the main thing, what really surprised them was that the move used by this person, although it was indeed the swordsmanship of the Canglin Martial Academy, was plausible and had no form.
In other words, this black-clothed disciple was definitely not from the Canglin Martial Academy.
Well, in this way, the problem is a little more complicated.
When the disciples of the Yunxiao Martial Academy saw that Fang Muping had lost the upper hand, they all shouted and cheered for him. Naturally, the Canglin Martial Academy was not to be outdone, and they also shouted to cheer for the black-clothed disciples, and even those disciples of the other martial arts academies couldn't help but coax along.
For a time, the whole square was full of people and was extremely noisy.
"The wind and rain fall!"
Fang Muping roared, gathered the true essence of his whole body, and more than a dozen bright sword lights rose in the air, bringing out a burst of wind and rain and attacking the black-clothed disciple.
After Lei Luo saw him use this trick, he couldn't help but pout, and said in his heart, "Your trick was taught by the master, why is it not as powerful as the boss."
"Sword swing!"
The black-clothed disciple also let out a deep shout, the cyan long sword turned rapidly, and a violent whirlwind appeared from around him, blowing the wind and rain that rushed in.
Dozens of dense and crisp sounds came from the junction of the whirlwind and the wind and rain, and the huge force shook the battle platform and rumbled, and the overflowing sword qi cut through the solid red carpet spread on it.
"That's all you can do?" The black-clothed disciple kept in his hands and whispered contemptuously: "If that's the case, then you're doomed." ”
Fang Muping clenched his teeth, stared at the other party's eyes, and swung out one sword after another, although he seemed to do his best, in fact, he had been thinking about Hai Wuya's instructions in his heart, leaving a few points of true yuan, guarding the door, hoping to find out the flaws of the other party and stay back to fight back.
The black-clothed disciple seemed to see his intentions, and kept teasing with words.
"Hmph, Yunxiao Martial Academy, it's really not as good as the generation, and the disciples taught are all useless generations......"
"I thought I would meet a similar opponent this time, but I was really disappointed with the result......
“......”
The harsh words came into Fang Muping's ears, and his breath gradually became impetuous.
"In my opinion, the sea is useless, so the disciples under the sect are also timid, and they are as timid as rats......"
In Fang Muping's heart, Hai Wuya was one of his most respected elders, and those previous words were quite good, but this sentence directly insulted the person he respected the most, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and yelled: "Fuck you timid! I'll let you see the true strength of my Cloud Martial Academy!"
"Thunder, Wind and Rain, Sword Split, Sky!"
As these words fell, a cold breath immediately appeared around Fang Muping's body, and the sound of air tearing crackled sound, accompanied by a faint thunder, countless clear sword lights appeared, like countless swimming fish that were blocked in a certain area, and they were frightened by the most fearful, scurrying around this area, except for himself, anything in this area would be smashed and crushed by these desperate swimming fish, and there would be no luck.
The dark clouds and wind and rain that were used before are also the moves in this set of swordsmanship, but splitting the sky is the last move in this set of swordsmanship, and it is also the most violent and violent move. As soon as this trick came out, it actually had the meaning of the world changing color and the mountains and rivers collapsing, and the end was extremely powerful, and it was very powerful.
In the crowd below, a low exclamation sounded, and many people secretly said in their hearts: The Yunxiao Martial Academy is worthy of being the head of the four courtyards of Yunxiao City, and it can be seen just by looking at this set of swordsmanship.
Lei Luo reversed his attitude just now, and looked at Fang Muping in a daze, thinking that it seems that I have wronged you, I am afraid that I will not be able to take this trick.
Dao Yuan frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart that it was a pity.
Hai Wuya and Xiao Bufan's expressions moved at the same time, and the secret path was not good.
Especially Hai Wuya, he knows more in his heart that although this move is powerful, when it is used, there will be a slight flaw on the right side of the body, if you want to make up for this flaw, you need to have the previous move as a foreshadowing, form a coherent momentum, temporarily suppress the opponent's offensive, so that it can not fight back for a certain period of time, so that you don't have to worry about yourself, let the power of this move be fully displayed, and achieve the purpose of hurting the enemy.
At this moment, Fang Muping was originally on the defensive, but he was attacked by the anger of the other party with a few words, and he lost his square inch, so that he used the crack in the sky without making a move, if the opponent was a little better than him with the same strength, but the people obviously hid their strength and set a trap to do it deliberately, but he stupidly drilled in.
Sure enough, the black-clothed disciple showed a silent smile, his sword was in front of his chest, and his body turned rapidly like a spinning top, blocking part of the attacks closest to him, and before the other attacks came, he flew up with a heavy kick, right on the right side of the rib.
The strength of this kick was so great that Fang Muping couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew to the stage, and those scurrying fish immediately dissipated without a trace, and the split sky was broken.
"Bang!"
His body fell heavily to the ground, and several green bricks under him cracked in response, scattering into countless tiny pieces. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but the severe pain made his body a little disobedient, slowly raised his head, and looked at the black-clothed disciple on the stage with grief and indignation, Fang Muping's eyes showed a thick look of unwillingness.
"It's really right to say you're useless! Can't you see that I'm deliberately teasing you? Boy, go home and practice for a few more years! Haha......
In the midst of long laughter, the black-clothed disciple jumped off the battle platform and walked towards the crowd of Canglin Martial Academy, surrounded by a group of disciples.
After hearing this, Fang Muping's face was blue and white for a while, and then there was a flush, Hai Wuya saw that the situation was not good, a vertical leap came to him, stretched out his hand against his back, and said in a deep voice: "Gather your energy, calm your mind, quickly!"
Everyone can see that if it weren't for Hai Wuya's timely rescue, I was afraid that Fang Muping's blood would spurt out, and Dao Ji would be damaged from now on, even if he would not become a wasted person, he would be afraid that it would be difficult for him to cultivate for the rest of his life.
It took a lot of strength to finally control the surging qi and blood pressure, Fang Muping's eyes were red, and he said to Hai Wuya with a little choked up: "The disciple is incompetent, you have disappointed the courtyard master!"
Hai Wuya comforted: "Mu Ping, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, some failures are nothing, this is what every martial arts cultivator, and even everyone must experience, as long as you are ashamed and brave, and practice hard, I believe that you will definitely be able to defeat your opponent, and you will be ashamed today!"
Fang Muping turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Canglin Martial Academy, and nodded heavily.
Several disciples of the Cloud Martial Academy hurriedly ran over and carried him back to his seat.
Hai Wuya stood up, sighed softly, glanced at the cheering crowd with two sharp eyes, and walked back slowly.
At this moment, another person came out of the Canglin Martial Academy, striding towards the battle platform, this person was dressed in black, his face was slightly pale, his eye sockets were deep, and his face was expressionless, it was the black-clothed disciple who was fighting against Fang Muping.
Seeing him come out again, a whisper suddenly sounded in the crowd in several other places.
Lei Luo glared and exclaimed, "Damn!How did this guy recover so quickly!?"
Dao Yuan looked up and down a few times, shook his head, and said, "It's not the same person! His momentum is even stronger than the one just now!"
"Yes, but where in the world is there such a person as physical and god-like? Could it be ...... Are they twins?"
"Quite possibly. ”
......
The man came to the stage, held his sword in front of his chest, and slowly scanned the crowd below, waiting for a long time.
The time of a stick of incense passed, and no one came to the stage to challenge.
"Since you have no one to fight, I have to name you. The man seemed a little impatient, and said coldly.
When many people heard this, they subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with him.
In the end, his gaze stayed in the direction of the Cloud Martial Academy.
"I suppose you're really hungry for revenge, right? So, what are you waiting for? ”
"Bastard ......"
"Too much deception......
"Master of the Academy, please allow the disciple to come to the stage, beat this person to the sea, and vent his anger for my martial arts academy......"
The disciples of the Cloud Sky Martial Academy immediately became indignant.
Hai Wuya interrupted them with a wave of his hand, frowning, "You are not his opponent. ”
"But, can we just let others bully us! Although the disciples are not talented, they are not afraid of a battle!"
Lei Luo looked at Dao Yuan: "This guy is obviously deliberately looking for fault, I really don't know what Liang Zi the two of them have! ”
He has heard Hai Wuya's deeds and behavior since he was a child, and he always admires it very much, and even drank a meal with Hai Wuya in Xiao Mansion that night, and he was even more impressed by his uninhibited and uninhibited bearing that he didn't care about his low status, and when he saw this situation at this moment, he naturally felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"I understand your feelings, because I don't want to see this happen, but we are just here to watch the battle, and our identity is not from the Martial Academy, so we are not qualified to do anything at all, so we can only wait and see what happens. ”
Xiao Bufan looked at Wei Buxuan, who closed his eyes and was silent, and didn't understand why he connived at his disciple to be so aggressive.
At this time, a person flashed out of the Qingfeng Martial Academy, and he flew and jumped onto the battle platform.
This person's surname is Huang Chengyu, and Fang Muping is a cousin of his aunt, but he has not studied art together, he is also a shortlisted person, seeing that his cousin was injured, he was already angry in his heart, and then saw this person acting like this, he couldn't help jumping on the stage and preparing for a fight.
"Huang Chengyu of Qingfeng Martial Academy, come to learn Your Excellency's high moves!"
The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you want to be a substitute for the dead ghost, then I will fulfill you." ”
Huang Chengyu said indifferently: "If I can go this far, I will be content, it doesn't matter to me whether I go to the first city or not, I just can't get used to those arrogant people, Your Excellency, please." ”
"Since that's the case, then I might as well be a little more arrogant! Within five moves, if I can't knock you off the battlefield, even if I lose!"
"Hmph, then you just wait to lose!"
Huang Chengyu's anger was completely ignited by these words, and he roared and slashed at him with a sword.
His strength is actually good, but he is in the upper realm of Heyuan, otherwise he would not rush to power, although he knows that he is not his opponent, but the young man's temperament still can't suppress his belligerent temper.
The black-clothed disciple's feet were slightly separated, the horizontal sword was on his chest, and the long sword that was also shining with blue light was slowly pulled out of his scabbard by him, looking at the attacking Huang Chengyu, the killing machine surged.