Chapter 478: You Sing and I'll Appear (3)
"Could it be another genius in the Fish Belly State?"
Seeing the ethereal figures passing by, the atmosphere on some of the boats became restless.
So far, the two major fish belly states have broken the record of no genius participating in the conference, will there be a third state?
"Who, report your name. β
The young man in green shouted.
"Xuanwu Prefecture Ai Wenhong. β
The young man in white said with a smile.
In the distance, the eyes of a beautiful girl with a face similar to Ai Wenhong flashed, and a rare smile finally appeared on her face.
"In addition to the four posters, there are still a lot of people you can't beat, but you don't deserve to let him shoot, so I have to teach you a lesson. β
Looking at the young man in green, Ai Wenhong drew his sword.
Originally, Shi Xiaole was about to make a move, but seeing that Ai Wenhong was one step ahead, he had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and continue drinking. He wasn't worried about winning or losing.
Don't look at Ai Wenhong's usual carelessness, but the talent is really terrifying.
In fact, among all the junjie under the age of thirty who participated in the Linjiang Immortal Meeting, nearly eighty percent of their cultivation was at the first level of the Longguan Realm, nearly two percent were at the second level of the Longguan Realm, and the rest were the third level of the Longguan Realm.
As for the Dragon Pass Realm Quadruple, there are only three top geniuses on the bright side.
Therefore, in terms of cultivation, Ai Wenhong is enough to rank in the top 100.
Combined with the previous battles and compared with other geniuses, Shi Xiaole estimated that Ai Wenhong's ranking was roughly between the top fifty and seventy, excluding the dozens of places occupied by Xuanwu Prefecture, and it was evenly distributed to the top ten strong states, which was basically the first and second ranking.
"Descend the dragon and subdue the tiger!"
Unable to get used to Ai Wenhong's appearance, the young man in green raised his hands high, and then slashed down with a stick, and the strong gang qi condensed into the shape of a dragon and tiger, and rushed forward alternately.
"Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts?"
Ai Wenhong smiled slightly, and the long sword swept out diagonally, bringing up a water-colored sword light.
Rumble!
Before the aftermath was gone, the young man in green appeared not far from Ai Wenhong's vicinity, and the iron rod with spikes was lifted from the bottom to the top, and the dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth.
On the surface of the water, wisps and wisps of ripples spread outward, like countless white fish scales. At a certain moment, the scales exploded, and within a radius of fifty meters, all of them were covered by a column of water.
Hundreds of meters away, some people were weak in cultivation, and they only felt that their qi and blood were surging, and it was difficult to control them.
"Brother Deng's fluctuating true intent has reached two percent, but not everyone can deal with it. β
Several geniuses who came out of the same state as the young man in green smiled calmly, quite leisurely.
Although the fluctuating true intention is only a first-class true intention, it can't stand Deng Jian to raise it to two percent, with the dragon and tiger stick method in Buddhism, people who have not personally experienced it will never know how difficult it is.
"One color. β
The body turned left and right, and Ai Wenhong quickly shuttled through the invisible fluctuating sticks, and he was always able to avoid it dangerously every time. The moonlight shone on him, and he seemed to be transparent.
"Water-colored body method, it turns out that this son is a member of the Ai family. β
Yuwen was clear, with a hint of imperceptible appreciation in his eagle eyes.
As one of the super-first-class forces in Xuanwu Prefecture, the Ai family has secrets that ordinary people can imagine. And the water-colored body method is one of the light skills of the Ai family's famous rivers and lakes, reaching the second-rate level.
Ai Wenhong is young, and it is not bad that he can actually cultivate it to almost a great achievement.
"What about the people of the Ai family, when they meet their brother, they are not the same as losing their armor. β
Yuwenyan pursed his lips, proud and proud.
Yu Wencang touched his sister's head, his expression was as cold as ever.
It's not yet time for him to make a move. But even if it's not for himself, even if it's for his sister's worship, he doesn't allow himself to lose to anyone, even Yu Zhao and Li Zifeng.
"Hiding in Tibet, what kind of hero is he, pick me up with a trick!"
After a long attack, the young man in green roared wildly, and the iron rod in his hand trembled violently, dozens of zhang away, Ai Wenhong's qi and blood rolled, and his body was greatly restricted.
Almost at the same time, dozens of spikes flew out from the surface of the iron rod of the young man in green, forming a solid dragon shape, running all the way across.
"I can't be defeated. β
Thinking that his sister must be watching in a certain direction, Ai Wenhong was full of pride, and the dragon form that attacked was constantly splitting and combining in his eyes, and it seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that there was only a moment, and Ai Wenhong took out the sword.
As soon as the sword came out, the fan-shaped ripples progressed layer by layer, and the sword qi in the rear pushed forward, like a tsunami, accumulating all the power at the head of the waves, and slammed into the physical dragon shape.
This is the Ai family's first-class inferior swordsmanship, the Water and Sky Sword Technique.
In the crackling sound of shattering, the spikes flew in all directions, blasting up columns of water tens of meters high on the surface of the river, and there were still six flying spikes that broke through the sword qi and rushed in front of Ai Wenhong, who were picked up by his two swords.
On the other hand, the young man in green, because the stick was exhausted, he couldn't dodge, and was grazed by the aftermath of the sword qi, and a blood mark appeared on his chest that was not obvious.
"Ai Wenhong, I will definitely defeat you next time!"
Despite his unwillingness, despite his shame, the young man in green was not so bad that he would not admit it, leave a cruel word, and fly back to the ship.
"The true meaning of two percent of the water is interesting. β
The feminine boy Zhuo is extraordinary, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling.
As far as he knew, among all the handsome men present, there were less than sixty people who could comprehend the top-level true meaning to the realm of two percent.
Of course, it is also two percent of the top true meaning, and the attainments are also deep and shallow. The earlier the comprehension, the deeper the understanding of the true meaning, and even the fusion of moves, will naturally be stronger than others.
Ai Wenhong's true meaning of two percent of water is obviously only the beginning, and there are quite a lot of loopholes when casting, and if the opponent is him, he can easily defeat it.
"Brother Ai's strength is much better than mine. β
Yang Feng sighed, a little envious.
The battles made him feel more and more that the gap between geniuses and geniuses was actually beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Cultivation, true meaning, martial arts realm, and even on-the-spot reaction, any link is slightly worse, and it is immediately a different grade.
For example, compared with Ai Wenhong, he is completely backward in all aspects, and he really wants to compete, but he is afraid that he will not be able to catch the other party's five moves.
Ai Wenhong, who is double in the Dragon Pass Realm, is so powerful, let alone those strong people who are triple in the Dragon Pass Realm, and even in the fourth level of the Dragon Pass Realm.
Suddenly, Yang Feng secretly glanced at Shi Xiaole beside him.
"More than half a year ago, Brother Shi's strength was higher than Shen Wumei's, and now he is afraid that in this talented Linjiang Immortal Club, he can also rank in the top twenty, or even the top fifteen. β
Yang Feng thought secretly and took a light breath.
It is said that the Linjiang Immortal Association is a gathering on the first day of the Suncheon Capital, and no one will object, and it can rank in the top fifteen in this kind of place, what is this concept?
"Which brother came up to teach?"
The wine was high, and Ai Wenhong had the intention of fighting the heroes of the world, and invited the four to fight again and again.
"Xuanwu Prefecture Xiahou Liang. β
This is a bald young man, with triangular eyes, whiter than black, and a gloomy light flashing in his eyes from time to time.
"Xiahou's family?"
Ai Wenhong's expression changed, with uncontrollable anger on his face.
The Xiahou family is also a martial arts family in Xuanwu Prefecture, and it is not weaker than the Ai family.
More than ten years ago, a descendant of the Xiahou family killed a woman from the Ai family with a trick. And the woman of the Ai family is Ai Wenhong's aunt, known as the best genius of the Ai family's previous generation.
After the incident, the Ai family almost did their best to fight with the Xiahou family for several years, and both sides also suffered heavy losses. Later, other super-first-class forces in Xuanwu Prefecture intervened, and under heavy pressure, the Ai family had to stop taking revenge.
But this hatred is deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the Ai family.
So as soon as she heard that the other party's surname was Xiahou, Ai Wenhong naturally had an emotional change.
"Hahaha, you guessed it right, I am a child of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Jing, who is my own uncle. β
Xiahou Liang sneered.
Xiahou Jing is the murderer who raped and killed Aunt Ai Wenhong back then.
"Kill!"
Under the raging flames, Ai Wenhong swung out with a sword, the sword light was divided into two, two into four, and finally divided into sixty-four parts, killing Xiahou Liang from all directions.
"The Water Sky Sword Technique really lives up to its reputation, but it's a pity that the strength of the person who casts it is too poor. β
His feet slid at will on the glazed Sendai, and Xiahou Liang moved his shoulders together, easily avoiding Ai Wenhong's first blow, and the next moment, he also drew his sword.
The dull-colored sword rays, like shadows in the twilight, gave people a sense of oppressive powerlessness, and under the wriggling, the sixty-four sword rays shot out by Ai Wenhong were quickly eaten away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"The Dark Food Sword Technique has reached great success, and the true meaning it has mastered is more proficient than that of the younger brother. β
Ai Wenqian's cold face gradually turned cold, and the sword on the table automatically unsheathed, emitting a cold air that made the musician who was playing the piano not far away feel like falling into an ice cave.
"There are few disciples of the Ai family and the Xiahou family who walk the rivers and lakes, but in the past year, they have been out together, but I don't know what their quality is. β
Everyone didn't know the strength of Ai Wenhong and Xiahou Liang, especially the latter, who could be said to know nothing. Thinking of the grievances of the two families, they all stared intently at the contest in the field.
In the sound of the two swords, the two shifted their shapes and positions, and showed their mastery again and again. Sparks splashed in the air, murderous aura rolled, water-colored swords and dark swords struck fiercely from time to time, but the surrounding river was extremely calm.
It's not that the destructive power of the two is not enough, but they concentrate all their forces in special sword moves, striving to hit the enemy in one hit.
Everyone held their breath, this was definitely the strongest and most fierce battle of gunpowder so far.
"Water and sky reflect the light!"
After dozens of moves, Ai Wenhong's wrist flicked, and an arc of autumn water sword flew by.
"This is the strongest form of the Water Sky Sword Technique, it's a pity that it falls into your hands. β
Haha laughed, Xiahou Liang's body suddenly twisted, passing through the gap of the Qiushui sword, and then the long sword slashed upward.
Whew!
Ai Wenhong only felt a chill in his chest, and then realized that he was not injured, but his clothes were separated from the middle, revealing his strong upper body.
"The Ai family is a genius, but that's it. In the same realm, I defeated you like pulling weeds! Ai Wenhong, if I were you, I would have killed myself with a sword if I were so embarrassed. β
Xiahou Liang put away his sword, his face full of ridicule.
Linjiang Immortal will not allow killing, of course he will not have a hot brain. However, some methods are more ruthless than killing.
In the public, the descendants of the Ai family were cut off in public, and their clothes were not covered, and they were spread to the rivers and lakes, which is not only a stain that can never be erased by individuals, but also a big joke of the Ai family.
"You ......"
Sure enough, Ai Wenhong, who was a little cynical, turned surprisingly red, and then turned pale again.
The strange gazes around him were like a knife, wantonly overpowering him. The simple and naΓ―ve Ai Wenhong really felt for the first time that this world is not all good.
Bang.
The wine glass was put down, and Shi Xiaole stood up, his eyes cold.