Chapter 132 Ten Masters of the Academy, Yuan Bupo

"As you wish. ”

Feng Zi's long sword pointed obliquely, looking at the evil man with interest.

In the previous battle with Li Shentong, Feng Zi felt that he had benefited a lot and accumulated a lot of kendo experience, and this time the opponent used a rare two-handed giant sword, which should also inspire him.

The onlookers didn't expect to enter the martial arts high tide so soon, and for a while, the atmosphere in the field was enthusiastic, and some familiar people even began to open handicaps, set odds, and make the atmosphere even hotter.

The voices of the people were loud and angry, and a jubilant mood spread through the city, and more and more people gathered to hear the news.

It is precisely because of this that many merchants and vendors have taken this opportunity to make a lot of money, and they are all happy.

This situation, even on the Shangwu Festival, has never appeared in the city of Nishang.

Before the battle, he reminded him: "Boy, I'm not a vegetarian, I'll get hurt later, don't blame me!"

Feng Zi smiled: "The sword has no eyes, don't care." ”

As soon as these words came out, the black and red aura around the pawn slash flowed and shuttled, the muscles were blocked, the green tendons bloomed, and the momentum was violent and fierce.

Feng Zi saw through the other party's roots at a glance: "The dark blood evil true qi is a relatively out-of-the-way exercise." ”

Feng Zi was still observing and thinking, but Dian Chu couldn't hold it back, and rushed forward first.

I saw that he slashed horizontally with the giant sword in both hands, and the black and red true qi on it instantly exploded, throwing out a giant crescent sword qi.

Although the pawn slash only made one sword, Feng Zi already understood the opponent's fighting style.

Oppressing with momentum and subduing bombardment with strength, this is a dignified and domineering crushing.

"It's a matter of personal style. ”

Feng Zi thought about it, seemed to have an understanding in his heart, and gently skimmed away.

The sword qi of the sword slash fell on the ground more than ten zhang away, and the dust of the explosion flew in all directions, and some of the warriors who were not strong turned pale, and immediately retreated to a farther place.

This time I was lucky and didn't get hit head-on, but what about next time? If I am seriously injured, can I still go to the stage and find someone to compensate me?

Everyone is a martial arts practitioner, and they can't afford to lose this face!

After counting the breaths, the two of them have already made a few moves.

The attack was all dodged by Feng Zi, and Dian Chop was full of irritability and anxiety, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "If you are a man, you must fight with dignity!

Hearing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Feng Zi's mouth: "Okay." ”

The opponent's tricks are not subtle, they only rely on momentum and true qi, and other than that, they don't inspire him much, and it won't do much good to continue the fierce battle.

Feng Zi immediately leaned closer, and backhanded the sword upward.

Seeing that Feng Zi was finally willing to confront him head-on, and still used one hand, a glimmer of light appeared in Dian Qi's eyes: "You are too big, you are doomed! I am born with divine power, when I was a teenager, I could kill a cow with one punch!"

He immediately held the sword in both hands and slashed hard.

Boom!

The shrill hum of the metal tremors made the people around the ring cover their ears and look pained.

Some of the warriors who were slightly weaker and closer to the ring had blood oozing from their ears.

The two swords touched, and the giant sword in the hand of the pawn slasher was shattered and shattered in mid-air, turning into dozens of iron butterflies, fluttering in the air.

"Your strength is greater than mine, you are a pure man, I am willing to gamble and lose!"

Dian was stunned for a while, came back to his senses, and gave a martial arts salute to Feng Zi with his fist, and then left without the slightest drag.

Feng Zi closed his eyes and breathed, quietly waiting for the next challenger, and he was also waiting for the long-lost New Year's Eve - Feng Xingya.

Under the ring, Li Shentong, who had lost his soul because of his defeat to Feng Zi before, seemed to be reborn, his eyes flashed, and he was full of fighting spirit again.

"At that moment just now, the temperament of this white-haired young man was the same as that of Master Guanyin!"

"He is definitely an Innate Venerable, there can be no mistake!"

"In the future, I will cultivate to enter the innate level, and I may not be able to defeat him!"

After Li Shentong glanced at Feng Zi deeply, he left with high spirits.

After Li Shentong and Dian Chop, another short sword warrior with a thin body and gloomy eyes came to the stage.

This person has some improper mental skills, and has repeatedly used the technique of the left path to sneak attack, but Feng Zi learned "strange" from his swordsmanship, so he didn't care too much, but just slightly let the other party suffer some flesh and blood, and punished him with a small punishment.

Feng Zi defeated three strong men in a row, and he was in the limelight and his momentum was flourishing, which made many warriors stop and dare not continue to challenge.

It took another half an hour before someone came to the ring and proposed a literary fight.

After all, Feng Zi has an innate realm and eyesight, and his swordsmanship is not bad, so these challengers were completely defeated by him without exception.

Time passed, and seven days later.

Because many kendo powerhouses were accustomed to fighting at night, and Feng Zi did not refuse to come, he hardly slept peacefully during the seven days.

Fortunately, his strength is profound, and after entering the innate realm, the essence of life has been improved, and he will not feel uncomfortable without resting for a period of time, and his combat power will not be reduced because of this.

Accepting challenges day and night, Feng Zi's swordsmanship is becoming more and more refined, integrating the strengths of hundreds of schools, and he can already proudly say: "I have a glimpse of swordsmanship!"

The path of swords is endless, and even the strongest person who stands at the pinnacle of swordsmanship may be inspired by a Mengtong child who is a beginner in swordsmanship.

The previous Feng Zi was like an uncarved jade, and he had been learning from countless martial artists over the years, which had improved his kendo a lot.

The spear is the art of the battle formation, and the sword is the art of assassinating and decapitating the rangers.

In his previous life, Feng Zi was more proficient in spearmanship, and in this life, he took the opportunity to hone his swordsmanship and constantly improve his martial arts.

"It's been seven days!"

Feng Zi slowly opened his eyes, and the martial artists outside the ring did not decrease, and it was very lively, but none of them dared to challenge again.

Standing in the middle of the ring, attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people, Feng Zi felt very lonely.

Feng Zi looked around at everyone, and as far as his eyes could see, all the warriors bowed their heads to avoid their edges, and they couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Feng Xingya still hasn't appeared, and I will unceremoniously accept his name of 'Wine Sword Fairy'. ”

Just as Feng Zi was about to leave, a resolute young man in a golden dragon robe appeared in front of him.

Feng Zi stopped, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

This man came from flying in the sky.

He could clearly feel the strength of the other party.

It is not the kind of martial artist who has just entered the innate realm, but an existence that has officially entered the [psychic] realm and can manipulate the vitality of heaven and earth freely.

"Innate! another Innate Venerable!"

"The two innate confrontations have clashed!"

After Lao Wang got the news, I don't know if he would regret leaving early!"

After seven days of guarding, although Feng Zi did not show mysterious power, no one questioned his identity as an innate venerable.

At this moment, I saw another congenital descending, and the audience was full of voices, and the onlookers retreated further than discussing it.

"I heard that as long as I beat you, I will have good wine?"

The resolute young man looked at Feng Zi playfully: "Junior, you look very confident, report your name." ”

Feng Zi ran the secret method of searching the heavens and demons, and swept it away with a little spiritual power, knowing that the other party had passed the age of not being confused, and was more than twice as old as himself, and it was really not arrogant to call himself a junior.

Therefore, Feng Zi was not annoyed by the other party's attitude, and his face was as calm as water: "My name, Feng Zi." ”

Seeing Feng Zi's calm performance that was neither humble nor arrogant, a trace of appreciation appeared on the resolute young man's face, he smiled heartily and introduced himself: "Xiantian Academy, Yuan Bupo. ”

As soon as these words came out, a look of surprise flashed in Feng Zi's eyes.

Yuan Bupo's name can be described as thunderous, he used to be a figure he admired and revered, but he didn't want to go to the ring today and took the initiative to "challenge" him.

Feng Zi asked, "Ten Masters of the Academy?"

Yuan Bupo's face was calm, but a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he said reservedly: "Your Excellency is from Yuansheng Heavenly Palace, or is it a secluded collar?"

"Loose practice. ”

Hearing Feng Zi's words, Yuan Bupo shook his head with a smile: "If you don't want to say it, why lie and deceive each other?"

The congenital may not necessarily come from the Three Holy Lands, but the young people must be born from the Three Holy Lands, which is an iron law for thousands of years and has never been broken.

If you want to break through the acquired obstacle and be reborn, you need a physique, understanding, elixir, exercises, and a good teacher......

There are very few scattered geniuses in history, precisely because these conditions are indispensable.

Only the kind of martial artist who has obtained the inheritance of his predecessors has a slight chance of being superior to his peers in the Holy Land.

Seeing that Feng Zi was silent, Yuan Bupo pointed to the two jars of wine behind Feng Zi, and took the initiative to speak: "The fire at the city gate has affected the pond fish. ”

"And I'm not good at swordsmanship, but I also want to taste that fine wine, is there a compromise?"

Feng Zi raised his eyebrows: "Lend me a gun, we can compare marksmanship." ”

Practicing guns is like practicing boxing, one day does not touch hands, three days do not touch half of it, although Feng Zi has practiced gunnery every day, but it has been a long time since he has fought with others, and his marksmanship is still a little rusty.

He knew this academy senior very well, and knew that this person was also good at spearmanship, so he could take this opportunity to learn and hone it.

"Oh, you're good at marksmanship, too?"

Yuan Bupo's eyes flashed with excitement, he slapped his forehead, and two spears appeared in his hand: "Choose one by yourself." ”

The whole body of one rod is golden and bright, with dragon pattern carvings, eight feet long, and the other rod is pitch black and deep, simple and unpretentious, and the tip of the gun is sharp but with a little cold and murderous.

All are innate spiritual martial arts!

Feng Zi made a move, and the black spear fell into his hand.

This gun was refined by the other party, and it couldn't exert its full power in Feng Zi's hand, but it was enough to use it for Wenbi.

"Say it in advance. ”

Yuan Bupo looked at Feng Zi seriously, and said with a sinister face: "My 'Shadow' is not something that anyone can use, if your spear skills are too bad and make me feel that I have defiled it." ”

"I'll ......"

"Kill you!"