Chapter 419: Basic Skills
"After attacking for so long, it's time to replace me."
Sean clenched the barrel of the gun with fifty fingers, he looked at Cen Xinshi, and then smiled, blatant and angry.
The tip of his gun shook, the soles of his feet stomped, and the ground cracked, but his figure shot straight out, and the golden gun in his hand roared out.
The spear is pierced, without any fancy shots, it is the simplest shot, but it is like a wild python out of a hole, swallowing mountains and rivers.
Outside the venue, everyone was holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.
Their gaze was fixed on the field with a kind of concentration and fanaticism, for fear that they would miss a single thing.
What Sean is teaching is not just Cen Xinshi, but everyone.
Compared with Cen Xinshi's irritability caused by hatred, they will get more.
Cen Xinshi not only did not retreat, but rushed forward, at the moment when Sean shot out, his cold iron spear also attacked, like a black python, slanting into the sky, and the momentum did not lose Sean's shot at all.
He doesn't need to defend at all, and the kind of indomitable killing momentum also makes people outside the field constantly speechless.
Bang bang bang!
The two figures were staggered like lightning, the black and gold gun shadows kept colliding, the violent wind raged, and where they passed, traces appeared on the ground.
The eyes of the many people who gathered here, looking at the fierce and fierce confrontation between the two, were also slightly moved.
"See clearly!"
Suddenly, Sean's spear turned and suddenly became fierce, and the golden shadow of the spear tore through the air, stabbing out, and the air flow was raging.
Stabbing, picking, splitting, chipping, teasing......
Countless basic movements composed of the simplest basic movements formed a storm-like offensive, pouring down towards Cen Xinshi like lightning, like an endless river of guns, picking or stabbing or splitting.
Sometimes it's a little golden light across the sky, and sometimes it's like a golden rain descending, and everyone is dazzled and dizzy.
At this time, a mysterious guest came to the academy palace, he was smiling and had a detached temperament.
Cangyuan and many other strong people did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up to salute, but the mysterious guest waved his hand, lightly pointed to the martial arts arena, and then looked at it quietly with a smile.
Outside the martial arts arena, there were also three strange teenagers standing with Cangyun, watching and chatting.
At this moment, their eyes were also fixed on the field, firmly remembering those simplest movements, that kind of piety, far more fanatical than obtaining some kind of advanced martial arts.
Brush Brush Brush!
At this moment, the two people who were fighting fiercely in the martial arts arena never had any fierce collision, and Cen Xinshi was attacked by Sean's round of lightning fast and indistinguishable fast attack.
And every time Sean arrives when the opponent can't defend himself, he collects his gun and launches a new attack.
And just when Cen Xinshi was in chaos, Sean's gun speed suddenly slowed down, and a seemingly slow shot was more difficult to defend than a fast gun.
Because every time a shot is stabbed, it is stabbed in the weakest part of Cen Xinshi, even if Cen Xinshi has a mortal heart, subconsciously, he has to defend himself.
He was completely caught up in Sean's almost incomprehensible rhythm.
Countless people watched with bated breath, and no one made a sound, because Sean was bringing everyone into a mood at this time.
Find the gap!
An artistic conception of looking for the other party's flaws and the weaknesses of the other party.
The mysterious guest stroked his white hair, smiled and nodded, and the strong man of the older generation was also fascinated and unable to extricate himself.
Sometimes, it is not a high realm and strong strength to achieve this artistic conception, this kind of insight and simple skills to control the opportunity bring everyone into a kind of clumsy and clumsy, back to the basics.
"Die!"
Suddenly, the momentum in the field suddenly changed, and the killing intent in Cen Xinshi's eyes skyrocketed, and he turned a blind eye to Sean's offensive and stabbed out with a shot.
The cold light on the body of the gun was shining, and the tip of the gun condensed an extremely sharp aura, and where the tip of the gun passed, even the air was torn apart by a clear distinction.
The ground under his feet snorted, and then a deep mark was made.
This shot is extremely amazing, obviously it has reached Cen Xinshi's strongest combat effectiveness, and among all the students, there will definitely be no more than ten people who can take this shot.
After all, Cen Xinshi was originally the top ten on the Shenglong list.
Outside the martial arts arena, everyone's faces changed, obviously aware of the ferocity of this shot, Cen Xinshi's way of playing was completely disregarding his own life.
And everyone knows that Sean will not kill him!
At this moment, even the two Cen Leer sisters felt that their eldest brother was too much.
"How can it be so easy!"
Sean smiled lightly, and the gun in his hand swept out, and when the two guns touched, he shook hard, and Cen Xinshi's shot was swing away.
"Angry Python Flips ......"
Cen Xin's stone spear was swung away, the killing intent was even stronger, the steel teeth were bitten, and his face was even more hideous, and his momentum rose in an instant, ignoring any attack on Sean, and continuing to condense the ultimate.
Bang!
And the gun move in Cen Xinshi's hand has not been formed, and when the gun shaft is shaken, it is scattered by Sean's move.
"Quartet ......"
"Ctenfeng ......"
“……”
Cen Xinshi continued to condense, but every time the move was not yet formed, he was shaken away by Sean's shot, and he was discouraged, and he threw the gun directly to the ground, holding his head to hide his face, and looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Auntie, I'm useless, I can't avenge your revenge, I can't revenge!"
Loss, despair filled Cen Xinshi again, he knelt on his knees, tears streaming down his face, and roared in the sky.
Cen Leer saw the miserable state of her eldest brother, and she didn't know what to do.
She knew that Sean's tolerance for Cen Xinshi again and again was definitely not because he promised him three times, because this tolerance was far beyond this category.
and Canglan Academy's attitude towards them, she knew that the death of the sad and resentful demon must have another hidden meaning.
It's just that Sean kept silent and turned all the humiliation into favors and poured them back, which is incomprehensible at all.
"If you continue like this, don't say that you can't take revenge, and no one here can afford you."
Sean looked at Cen Xinshi, who was hiding his face and crying bitterly, and said coldly: "There is an opportunity to kill me now, if you can't grasp it, then I have no choice." ”
"What chance?"
When Cen Xinshi heard this, his eyes rekindled with fiery madness, and the astonishing killing intent filled his eyes again.
"In three days, the Tianmu Sect Inheritance Palace will be sorted out, and the first batch of fifty strongest people will be organized to break into the inheritance land, where is the martial arts that can kill me, it depends on whether you can grasp this opportunity or not."
Sean looked at Cen Xinshi's eyes were still cold, and continued: "The gun moves I fought with you just now are the tricks to break into the land of inheritance, if you remember it, you can break through and get the inheritance martial arts you want the most, if you want to continue to sink, I can't stop you." ”
The tone is cold, but there is a hint of encouragement, and there is no doubt about it.
If it was someone else's words, Cen Xinshi might not believe it, but when Sean Lang Lang said it, he was convinced.
Because Cen Le'er once broke through the land of inheritance, and also obtained the inheritance of martial arts.
"Okay, you wait, I will definitely get the inheritance of martial arts, I will definitely kill you, I will remember those tricks."
Cen Xinshi suddenly sobered up, his eyes were hot, his fighting spirit was high, and his voice full of cold killing intent resounded in the sky for a long time.
"It's really hard for your students."
Cen Han saw his son sinking again and again, and was awakened by Sean again and again, and his relieved tone contained a trace of guilt.
"Hehe, these are the things of the younger generation, let them solve it themselves." Cangyuan smiled faintly, obviously very satisfied with Sean's approach.
"Wait, little devil, I'm driving that kid crazy, you pointed him out, shouldn't you also point out to me."
In the crowd, a hearty voice came out, and then, a vigorous figure swept out, and the handsome Wan Xuan stood in front of Sean.
"Not bad, not bad!"
An Qing is also a victim, so naturally she will not let Sean go.
"Okay, there's no need to fight, give me your knife." Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Sean did not shirk, and immediately shouted loudly: "Pillar." ”
Wan Xuan laughed, threw the sharp knife in his hand to Sean, and the martial arts arena suddenly became hot, and the pillars stood up in an orderly manner.
Everyone knows that this is just the beginning, and I believe that everyone will hold on to Sean, and all kinds of weapons will be presented colorfully.
"Different weapons will have different characteristics, and the basic skills, I believe everyone is familiar with their own weapons, as long as you practice more, now, I just practice the different power of different weapons."
After Sean finished speaking, his momentum changed, and a sharp aura suddenly exuded from his body, making people feel that he was a knife, and a knife was his feeling.
Chop, chop, slash, chop......
Sean performed every simple action to the fullest, after a round of fast knife splitting, the knife wind slowed down, attacking and defending, again, and then the knife speed was sprinkled at a very slow speed, the knife momentum was continuous, and the artistic conception was endless.
Brush Brush Brush!
Suddenly, before Sean shot at a stake, the sharp knife in his hand slashed thirteen knives in a row towards the stake, the knife light flickered, and then he slowly retracted the knife and froze, smiling and throwing the knife to Wan Xuan, who was slightly distracted beside him.
Click, click!
Just before everyone knew why, the stake that had been slashed by Sean's knife was unbelievably cracked in fourteen sections at the same time, and the incisions of each section were smooth and flat.
Not to mention knife cutting, many people just use a knife to sharpen, and then polish - times, they dare not guarantee that the incision will be so smooth and flat, the most terrible thing is that the knife wind has passed, and there is no trace left.
Bang Bang Bang!
Before the broken wooden blocks hit the ground, thunderous applause immediately sounded on the martial arts arena, as if even the blood was boiling.
"It's my turn!"
An Qing was even more simply, the person didn't stand up, and as soon as the jade hand was raised, he had already thrown out the folding fan in his hand.
"The fan surface is open, and the defense is not conducive to attack, just move up and down, you can form a large area of defense, and the fan blade is as sharp as an axe, and the sharpness is not lost to the sword."
After Shaun finished speaking, he folded a fan in his hand to form an open blade surface, and then crossed and cut a pile more than two meters high into more than a dozen wedge-shaped wooden blocks.
Another fan swept out, and the sparse dozens of piles in the martial arts arena were all three-inch-long wooden blocks jumping up, and the incisions were as smooth as knives.
Bang Bang Bang!
Suddenly, Sean closed the fan, and the folding fan fluttered in his hand like an iron ruler, shattering an incredible volley of a stake.
If you want to smash a stake, no one in the field can't do it, but if you want to smash it into powder like Sean, I'm afraid that few of the strong people of the older generation can do it.
Snort!
Immediately after, Sean replaced the sword with a fan, stabbed straight out of his hand, and instantly stabbed dozens of small holes on a stake before throwing the folding fan back to An Qing.