Chapter Seventy-Seven: The First Man in the Way of the Sword!
A spirit warrior, if he can comprehend the "potential", even if he is not the top in all aspects, he is enough to sweep invincible in the same rank.
However, in the realm of transforming spirits, no one has reached the point of "potential" throughout the ages.
It's too difficult, and most people can't comprehend it after a lifetime of poverty.
Fighting with He Baisheng, no one in the younger generation has been able to do it.
The young people in the capital even regarded He Baisheng as a model and admired him unusually.
When he won the fourth place on the spirit list, he set off a frenzy of knife training.
Su Wen is strong, but he is by no means an opponent of He Baisheng in this regard.
"The surname is Su, is it difficult to dare to fight?! Wasn't you arrogant before? ”
Huo Ziling sneered, intending to use the agitation method to make Su Wen fight.
He Baisheng's sword path is very amazing, he has dealt with him in the past, and he can't take a few moves in the other party's hands, and his sword skills are too terrifying.
If Su Wen didn't use a knife, the outcome was unknown.
But if it is with a knife, it is definitely not He Baisheng's opponent.
"Yes, surnamed Su, admit defeat if you are cowardly, and spit out all the treasures you got by the way! Brother Huo, the treasures of Brother Zhou and Brother Wang are not so easy to take! ”
"It's a newcomer, so arrogant, it usually won't end well!"
A group of sons of dignitaries sneered, and looked at Su Wen very unkindly.
The people present were all young and handsome, and they didn't deal with each other.
But no matter how you say that they are both nobles in the capital, they hold their own identities, and they are extremely arrogant in their bones, how can they look down on Su Wen, a country boy?
It's the sense of superiority that comes with identity.
This is no longer a challenge, but a persecution!
"The eldest prince, this is what you recruited, is it possible to watch him being bullied?"
Master Mo came from afar and stood beside the eldest prince and said dissatisfied.
"Just try his depth."
The eldest prince smiled, he didn't care, he wanted to see where the limit of this Su Wen was.
This guy's combat power was beyond his expectations, and the original intention of beating was directly crushed by Su Wen.
And if he wants Su Wen to follow him loyally, he still needs to spend a lot of time.
"Aren't you afraid that he'll make a big deal out of it? It's not going to end well if it's a big fuss. ”
The ink master glanced at the eldest prince.
"Hehe, even if he breaks the sky, he has this king in his pocket, I'm afraid he doesn't have that ability!"
The eldest prince chuckled, his eyes proud.
"As you wish."
Su Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense, and slowly pulled out the black ancient knife behind his back.
"Good! I only have one knife! If you can take it, this security order card is yours! But if you can't take it, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”
He Baisheng sneered, his internal cultivation was surging, and he was holding a big knife, and at this moment he seemed to be one with the knife.
He is the knife, he is him, and his momentum exudes a strong domineering meaning.
"Come on! Let's see if you have what it takes to defeat me. ”
Su Wen's eyes flickered, and his expression was calm.
He Baisheng is indeed powerful, and the big sword has reached the level of "like an arm and a finger" in the opponent's hands.
Just one foot away from the door can enter the realm of "knife momentum".
"Hahaha! Good! I hope that when you lose, you can still be so arrogant! ”
He Baisheng laughed, suddenly retracted, his eyes widened angrily, the marble floor tiles under his feet shattered instantly, and he rushed towards Su Wen like an ancient brute beast.
"This is my strongest blow, it's called - Slash the Sky!"
He Baisheng roared, the long knife was like a dragon, majestic and majestic, and a long white mark was drawn in the air.
As if cutting this space, he slashed down at Su Wen's head.
At this moment, his momentum reached its peak, the wind was raging, and the terrifying coercion actually shattered the floor under Su Wen's feet, causing many people to look horrified and retreat again and again.
"This guy's sword path is infinitely close to the 'knife momentum', right? It's terrifying. ”
"Su Wen can't take this knife."
There was an exclamation all around.
Lin Xi's beautiful eyes were solemn, flashing with jealousy, she wondered if she could take it in the face of this knife.
But the final result is unacceptable!
He Baisheng's attacking power was too strong, and it had already surpassed the sword technique of "slashing the sky" itself.
To be tough is to find death.
She was worried, holding her breath, ready to rescue Su Wen at any time.
And Huo Ziling, Zhou Yuan, Wang Zhen and other strong people on the spirit list looked at Su Wen gloatingly, as if they had seen this guy's fiasco.
"If he gets into the sword, he's a threat."
Rao is Wu Kun, who is the number one on the spirit list, and Chen Tiansheng looked at He Baisheng, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow.
They are all characters who stand at the limit of half-step yin and yang, and they know very well how terrible this blow is.
And Su Wen's expression remained the same.
"You are only a line away from the sword, but this line is like a chasm."
Su Wen spoke, held the knife in one hand, and slashed out.
One knife out.
Heaven and earth are shocked!
The terrifying thunder light lingered, and he stood in the middle of the field, as if holding a thick thunderbolt, with a terrifying momentum, and instantly collided with the big knife in He Baisheng's hand.
"Boom!"
In just an instant, He Baisheng was slashed out by the Thunder Knife, and moved out dozens of meters away, smashing the rockery in the distance, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
He Baisheng was covered in thunder, his skin was scorched, and he emitted an unpleasant scorching smell.
The end was unprecedentedly miserable.
"This ...... This ......"
There was a dead silence all around, and everyone was violently shaken, as if they were petrified, and they looked at He Baisheng who was not human.
Then he turned his head to look at Su Wen, his scalp was numb, and his heart was frightened.
Su Wen is like two people before.
He stood in the middle of the field, his eyes were dark, he was holding a thunder knife, like a thunder god, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his momentum was terrifying.
This moment.
Su Wen completely crushed their arrogance and spirit, in the face of absolute power, any identity and status will become a chicken!
Lin Xi's beautiful eyes widened, and he looked at Su Wen fixedly, and a trace of strangeness rose in his heart, and he was shocked inexplicably.
"Could it be that this guy's knife path has already reached the level of 'potential'?"
Lin Xiying's lips opened slightly, and her eyes were full of brilliance.
"How is this possible!"
Wu Kun and Chen Tiansheng, the two top masters of the younger generation, their pupils constricted, and they took a step forward together, losing their temper for the first time.
"What kind of freak is this man! Could it be that his previous strength was just the tip of his iceberg? Holding the knife, he was like two people before. ”
He ...... I'm afraid it's the first person of the younger generation of swords in the capital, right?! ”
A group of young talents reacted, gasped, and got goosebumps all over their bodies.
This Su Wen's powerful evil is too outrageous, the strength shown by this knife is too strong, and it can be compared with the top three on the spirit list.
"After today, Su Wen has the strength to become the first person of the young generation in the capital, even if he does not reach the 'sword momentum', he is not too far behind."
They knew in their hearts that Su Wen, the dragon who crossed the river, was going to rise in the capital!
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has found an opponent with great potential!
"You've reached the realm of 'potential'?!"
He Baisheng was paralyzed, got up with difficulty, his burly body was shaky, he looked at Su Wen in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice.
He pursued the knife for several years, but still failed to comprehend it.
He is already twenty-six years old, how old is Su Wencai?
Eighteen or nineteen years old!
How could the Dao realm be stronger than him!