Clang!!

The strong sound of two wooden knives colliding echoed in the training arena.

Zhao Chuanwu's self-righteous blow was actually blocked by Meng Xuan, who was not having a hard time.

His shrunken pupils reflected Meng Xuan's terrifying eyes covered with fine bloodshots, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a slightly uncontrollable and slightly crazy smile.

A tremendous force came from the wooden knife.

Woooooooo

Zhao Chuanwu was pushed back three steps unconsciously by this huge force, and looked at Meng Xuan with a solemn look.

At this time, Meng Xuan, because of the tightening of pores all over his body, small goosebumps exploded on the surface of his skin, his cold hair stood upside down, even his hair looked more fluffy, his eyes were covered with fine bloodshots, he looked hideous and terrifying, and he felt a little angry.

"Esoteric stunt?"

Zhao Chuanwu saw that Meng Xuan had suddenly undergone such a huge change, which brought him an extreme sense of danger, and he couldn't help but blurt out, his face becoming more and more solemn.

"I'll admit it, I underestimated the Chikun Knife Technique."

Meng Xuan put the wooden knife beside him, trembling slightly, unable to restrain the desire to attack because of the surge of adrenaline hormones.

The pain in his back reminded him that the wound had collapsed and blood was slowly flowing.

He was really careless, he thought that Zhao Chuanwu's strength was at most stronger than Aisis, and his ability to sense should be able to deal with it, but he didn't expect that Zhao Chuanwu was not a little stronger than Asis.

That kind of hidden and malicious trick is too threatening.

can completely hide the malice, if this is not a head-to-head duel, but a street fight, this guy is hiding in the dark, using secret tricks to give himself a look, I'm afraid he really can't stop it.

From this guy's standpoint, he can't beat himself in a head-to-head showdown, and maybe one day there will be a street attack.

Meng Xuan's face was calm, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Thank you for teaching me a lesson."

Meng Xuan looked at Zhao Chuanwu, who stood up with a wooden knife on the opposite side with a solemn face, and said softly.

At this moment, his understanding of Chikun Sword Technique and his understanding of martial arts was deepened.

The true meaning of the 'control' of the Chikun knife technique actually has three points.

The first is to control one's own strength, force into the slightest, unleash wantonly, and explode the strongest force on the blade.

The second is to attack the landing point, with rich combat experience, elegant knife control, and strong insight, control the knife landing point, attack the enemy's weakness, such as cooking, and achieve the strongest killing with the least strength.

In the end, it is to control one's own spiritual will, restrain the killing intent, and move as you like, like a prey pounces on food, a poisonous snake spits letters, is as quiet as a virgin, moves like a rabbit, and does not give the enemy any time to react.

Regarding the three points of "knife art" control, the first and third points were all taught to him by Zhao Chuanwu, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhao Chuanwu is his sword enlightenment teacher.

It's a pity that the position is different.

Today, after leaving this venue, he will not allow Zhao Chuanwu to be able to pose a threat to him again.

He asked Zhao Chuanwu to never be able to hold a knife from now on.

"I'll teach you a lesson today······"

Meng Xuan stood up with the knife and took a deep breath.

Sou!!

In his bloodborne state, he erupted with terrifying speed.

Swing the knife, slash!!

Clang!!

The two wooden knives collided with each other with a strong sound.

"This guy!!"

Zhao Chuanwu was cut by this knife and suffered severe pain, and his entire arm was a little numb.

Speed and power have increased so much?!

What kind of secret technique is this?!!

Zhao Chuanwu suddenly found that he had practiced martial arts for ten years, and at this moment, he couldn't see what kind of technique Meng Xuan was using.

Brush!!!

A second slash followed with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

The extremely fast slash, Zhao Chuanwu, whose arms were still a little numb, was difficult to dodge at all, so he could only passively raise his knife again to block.

Bang Bang!!

The loud sound of wooden knives clashing made the ears of the onlookers ring, and their scalps tingled.

Meng Xuan was like a bull that had gone crazy, slashing wildly with brute force and not wanting money, while Zhao Chuanwu could only keep raising his sword to block, and at the same time keep retreating, trying to unload his strength.

"This ······"

Akto, Xia Kerou, Ciel and Sevia couldn't help but open their mouths wide, they had just been beaten like dogs, why did they suddenly become as fierce as taking medicine?

Zhao Chuanwu gritted his teeth and kept blocking, he didn't believe that Meng Xuan had much physical strength to be able to slash like this, as long as he didn't fall, when Meng Xuan was exhausted, he still had a chance to fight back.

There is something wrong with this person, and it must not be kept!

There was a fierce glint in his eyes, and he was going to wait for the opportunity to fight back, and he would kill with one blow.

Click!!

Suddenly, he faintly heard a faint sound.

Zhao Chuanwu's face changed drastically.

This guy is not aimlessly slashing madly, but is using the huge strength and the precise control of the Chikun knife technique to continue to slash the close position of his wooden knife, the purpose is to cut off his own wooden knife!

This madman, how can anyone fight to cut off other people's weapons?!

What's more, this is a top-of-the-line wooden knife with a hard black walnut texture!

But Meng Xuan did succeed!

Zhao Chuanwu frantically wanted to retreat, and if he was hit again, the wooden knife in his hand was probably really going to break.

But Meng Xuan had slashed so many knives, how could he give him this opportunity, and a progressive leap slash pursuit crossed a distance of two or three meters and slashed towards Zhao Chuanwu's neck.

Zhao Chuanwu had to raise his sword to block.

Click!!

A louder crunch was heard.

Half of the wooden knife flew out.

Zhao Chuanwu looked at the broken knife in his hand a little distracted, and shouted as fast as he could: "I recognize ······"

But Meng Xuan had no intention of letting him finish shouting.

The whistling wooden knife slashed down, hitting the shoulder joint bone of Zhao Chuanwu's right hand.

Click!!

This time it was the sound of bones shattering, and Zhao Chuanwu was slashed three or four meters by this knife, and his entire shoulder was deformed, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

He clutched his already deformed shoulders, endured the severe pain, and looked at Meng Xuan with a twisted and hideous face, his eyes full of hatred.

Meng Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to attack again with his knife.

Zhao Chuanwu's eyes made him vigilant, and he wanted to abolish Zhao Chuanwu more completely.

However, others will not give him this opportunity.

"Lingwu !!"

Everyone in the Tianhe Sword Technique Hall stood up instantly, rushed up together, surrounded Zhao Chuanwu, and glared at Meng Xuan angrily, but no one dared to make a rash move.

Meng Xuan's strength is obvious to all, even Zhao Chuanwu is not an opponent, how can they parry it?

The people of the Black Tail Martial Arts Hall also immediately gathered around Meng Xuan, and the people of the Chaotianhe Sword Skill Hall who were not to be outdone glared.

This is their territory, if they win the competition, will they be afraid that the Tianhe Sword Art Hall will not succeed?

"Let's go! Let's go back to the knife hall first. ”

Zhao Chuanwu, who was surrounded by everyone in the Tianhe Sword Technique Hall, covered his shoulders, endured the pain, and said with a somewhat pale face.

The people of the Black Tail Martial Arts Hall did not block it, nor did they stand in the way, after all, it was the Angel Gang standing behind the other party.

Watching Zhao Chuanwu quickly leave the Black Tail Martial Arts Hall with the people of the Tianhe Sword Skill Pavilion, he remembered the way Zhao Chuanwu looked at him just now.

This feud is a dead end.

Meng Xuan's face was calm, sometimes life is like this, maybe the starting point is just a small thing, but because of some subtle and different choices, in the end, it is the end of life and death.