Chapter 14: Three people in one middle school, the tiger descends the mountain!
Nanjiang Kigawa Martial Arts Hall, inside the martial arts hall.
There are a few people who are training in martial arts.
The walls here are all made of silver-grade memory alloy.
As long as the power of the blow does not reach the threshold of the five-rank martial artist.
Even if they are dented, these memory alloys will slowly recover.
In addition, there are all kinds of martial arts equipment and facilities around.
It's expensive.
Therefore, the price of 600 per hour is actually not expensive.
Now.
in the center of the venue.
An innocent girl with long black hair and fair skin is holding a lancet in her hand and storming a bald man holding a wooden knife.
Boomβββ
The Lancet's offensive was sharp.
The sword light flickered.
However, the bald man coped with it with great ease.
The wooden knife in his hand can always hit the back of the knife and defuse the attack.
Syllable.
Finally, the bald man's eyes froze.
directly knocked the lancet of this innocent girl to the ground.
"That's right, your round-leaf knife technique is almost already a little hot."
"When attacking, I always pay attention to being both offensive and defensive."
"But that's your biggest problem."
"The way of the knife, blindly pursuing safety, but lacking the ability to make a final decision when the other party reveals flaws."
"Actually, having both offense and defense means that it sounds a little better, to put it mildly, your knife technique is to make me cringe, so I don't feel a little war!"
In the face of the bald man's stern comments.
Su Wanning was not annoyed, and after picking up the lancet on the ground, she respectfully thanked her: "Thank you Pavilion Master Wu for your advice." β
Sun Shan, a white-haired old man who was watching the battle from the sidelines, smiled bitterly.
"Lao Wu, you are also a little too harsh, Wanning uses a bronze mid-grade knife technique, it is already very good to have such a level."
Wu Menghai rolled his eyes.
"Didn't I boast too?"
"Besides, you came to me to solve the problem in their knife skills, just say good things, you go to the street to find a knife seller, he must praise you for your good work, you are naturally suitable for using knives."
"Gotta get it, my question." Sun Shan thought about it, and it was the same reason.
However, as the tutor of Nanjiang No. 1 Middle School, today he specially asked his friend, Wu Menghai, the deputy owner of the Muchuan Martial Arts Hall with superb sword skills, to instruct the three sword-using candidates who are about to take the martial arts college entrance examination.
Of course.
There's also a sense of showmanship.
After all, the knife skills of these three people, put in the previous session of No. 1 Middle School, they are also absolutely good.
As a result, the first two were still degraded when they played, and they were really a little embarrassed.
"Xu Ze, go up and show Pavilion Master Wu your question."
Helpless, Sun Shan had no choice but to turn his head to look at the white-clothed young man on the side, this was his last trump card.
"Yes, Teacher." Xu Ze, who was standing on the side, agreed, and then walked in front of Wu Menghai with a long knife.
"Pavilion Master Wu, please advise."
Rumble!
The next second.
Xu Ze's momentum suddenly exploded.
The whole person pounced like a tiger, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and slashed down from top to bottom.
Oh?
It's kind of interesting.
At such a young age, it is rare to have such a ferocity.
Wu Menghai showed a smile of interest.
Then a wooden knife was reached.
Resisted.
However, even if Xu Ze's offensive was furious, Wu Menghai was still able to accurately hit the unloading force of the back of his knife.
The most important thing is that from start to finish.
The strength used by Wu Menghai is controlled at the threshold of a first-grade martial artist, that is, the explosive power of about 10 qi and blood.
Compared with the physical fitness of these three outstanding Nanjiang college entrance examination candidates, they are much weaker!
No way.
After all, Wu Menghai's sword realm is not comparable to the three of them, and although the strength is not much used, the martial arts realm is here after all, and the insight and reaction power are still there.
Bang bang β
Xu Ze's knife was heavier than the other, but he still couldn't break through Wu Menghai's impermeable defense, and his anxious forehead and tendons were all knotted together.
In his heart, he is actually extremely arrogant.
Even if the opponent is a five-rank martial artist who has already controlled a trace of the power of heaven and earth, he is still not convinced by being so easily defused by the attack!
Especially in front of Wanning.
At the very least, he has to be forced to use the power that surpasses the threshold of a first-rank martial artist!
Rumble!
In the next second, Xu Ze's legs kicked suddenly, his body jumped up, and the long knife in his hand slashed down with all his might.
Tiger descends!
Well?
Wu Menghai frowned, and his expression became slightly serious.
The wooden knife in his hand moved forward a little for a moment.
Bang!
Xu Ze's knife suddenly came out of his hand, and after constantly rotating in the air, it smashed to the ground and trembled a few times before stopping.
And Xu Ze also lost his hands and half-squatted on the ground.
A crisp sound sounded.
Click-
Above the wooden knife held by Wu Menghai, a small crack appeared that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
"Oh, why is the young man so cruel."
"It's just a competition."
"It's just too easy to break, and if you go forward so bravely, you don't leave a way back, and sometimes you have to suffer."
Wu Menghai shook his head with a smile.
However, he immediately changed his tune.
"But....... Your knife skills are good, domineering enough. β
"Among the college entrance examination candidates in the entire Nanjiang City, your sword skills should represent the top level."
Originally, because Wu Menghai, who failed to force it, broke out with stronger strength, Xu Ze was still a little frustrated.
After hearing this, his expression immediately lifted again.
"Thank you Pavilion Master Wu for the compliment!"
"Hahahahahaha, Lao Wu, how is it, Xu Ze is a good seedling." Sun Shan said with a laugh.
At that moment just now, Wu Menghai was obviously a little serious.
You must know that the realm gap between him and Xu Ze is not an exaggeration to describe it as a chasm.
can make such a strong person a little serious.
Even if it's a hard fight, it's remarkable.
This scene.
Even most of the eyes of the people around him who were training in the martial arts arena were attracted to him.
"Hiss-this young man is still a student who hasn't taken the martial arts college entrance examination?"
"With that fierceness just now, I feel like one of those martial artists who have been fighting and training in the wilderness area for a while."
"It's a bit awesome, but compared to what I was in high school, I was so well-behaved."
"Alas, don't look at others, that's absolutely the seed student of our Nanjiang City college entrance examination, Lao Zhang, don't touch porcelain."
"You ....."
......
The discussion of the people around made Xu Ze more and more excited.
"Xu Ze, are you okay?"
Su Wanning saw that Xu Ze's face was a little pale, and asked with concern.
"No..... It's okay, it's just a little out of strength. β
"I'll be relieved in a while." Xu Ze gasped and slowly got up.
Value, it's worth it.
This knife is really a show.
Maybe Wanning has already fallen in love with me at this moment!
Whewβββ
Just as the big guys stopped training, the martial arts dojo fell into a brief silence.
A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded on the side.
The crowd turned their heads to look.
I found a handsome young man, holding a standard long knife equipped with the venue, slashing forward with a knife.
After a few attempts.
Qin Yi nodded.
The long knife equipped in this martial arts hall is still made of very good material.
Fortunately, the martial arts hall is prepared here.
Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to practice the knife and not even bring the knife.