Seeing that Yang Jian was silent, Nezha continued: "I know, you have to wait for the change to come before you can make up your mind! But are you sure that school is the opportunity you need?"

Yang Jian sighed: "I can't be sure, but this is a necessary attempt. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Nezha listened to Yang Jian's words, frowned and said, "Okay! It's a big deal to go to the heavenly prison with you for thousands of years, anyway, they can't help me!

Yang Jian turned his head to look at Nezha, then turned around and said, "I'll go this time! I'm afraid you won't be ruthless!"

Nezha pouted and said, "Yes, you can go, I'm too lazy to bully those weak chickens!"

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It was said that because Shen Xian had to adapt to the new weight of Fang Tian's painting halberd, he practiced in the Heavenly Realm for a few days. After a few classes, he also met the teacher of the spell department for the first time, the master of Nezha, the legendary Taiyi Zhenren. But according to Shen Xian's observation, this Taiyi real person is not an ontological teaching, and he also divides his clone to deal with it. Looking at his gaze, it seems that this doppelganger is not careful, and it is not as humane as the clone of Nanhua Zhenren.

Today is another martial arts class, and Shen Xian couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought of fighting Yang Jian again. Although the abuse last time was miserable, it taught him a lot. Although he is still far from the level of Yang Jian's clone, he is still very eager to fight with Yang Jian's clone. Because his martial arts realm was still low last time, his understanding of many things was incomplete. In this rematch, he has experienced enough bloody battles to understand the skills used by Yang Jian's clone before.

After five days of training, Shen Xian could already hold the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and wield it for a moment. You must know that this is a moment in the heavenly realm, converted into the time of the mortal world, nearly four days! In other words, he can fight for four days without sleeping wielding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in the mortal world! But this is not enough, because a martial arts class is two hours! That is to say, after a quarter of an hour, Shen Xian will fall into a state of physical exhaustion. Of course, he may have fought more skillfully, and maybe he could have lasted longer.

With a nervous mood, the students waited in the martial arts hall. Not long after, the bell rang for class. This time Yang Jian came more directly, and he didn't say a word when he entered the hall, and saw that every step he took dragged out of more than a dozen doppelgangers, and when he walked to the high platform of the hall, the hall was already his doppelganger, and there was a student in front of each doppelganger.

At this time, Yang Jian spoke: "It's still the old rule, no matter what means you use! Defeat my clone and get out of class!"

As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, the doppelganger in front of Shen Xian raised his knife and stabbed. Fortunately, Shen Xian was prepared, and while flashing to the side, he waved his halberd to counterattack. The clone took the three-pointed two-edged knife and pushed the halberd away, pressed it down, and attacked Shen Xian again. Shen Xian dodged again, and slashed the doppelganger's wrist with a halberd twig. I saw that the doppelganger flicked his wrist, and pressed the front section of the halberd with the blade, easily resolving the crisis. He also stabbed the three-pointed and two-edged knife at Shen Xian's throat, and he really couldn't dodge.

Only then can the difference in reaction speed between the two be seen, Yang Jian's clone can quickly counterattack while blocking Shen Xian's attack, but Shen Xian is always a beat slower. As a result, they fell behind step by step and fell into passive beating. This time was different from last time, last time it was Shen Xian who had no power to resist at all. And this time he has the power to resist, and there is nothing wrong with every response, but because the reaction speed can't keep up, he repeatedly fails to counterattack.

In this way, he blocked left and right, and after a close moment, Shen Xian had to analyze the attack route of the three-pointed two-edged knife, and also dodge and block the counterattack. The physical exertion was much faster than expected, but I felt that the reaction was getting slower and slower, and the halberd in my hand was getting heavier and heavier. Finally, in a counterattack, he didn't have time to retract his halberd to block, and was hit in the thigh by a three-pointed two-edged knife, and was beaten to his knees. Just like last time, the blade of the knife turned into a blade before reaching the body, and it did not cause serious damage to Shen Xian.

The Yang Jian clone did not stop attacking because Shen Xian lost the strength to resist, and when he saw Shen Xian kneeling on the ground, he slashed vertically, turned his knife into a stick, and smashed it on Shen Xian's shoulder! Shen Xian wanted to raise his halberd to resist, but he couldn't pick up the halberd. "Hmph" Shen Xian snorted, and looked along the halberd pole, it turned out that the halberd blade over there had been trampled under the feet of Yang Jian's clone, so Shen Xian ate this stick ten percent to the fullest.

"Stupid, you can't block without weapons? You still want to learn "Nine Turns Xuangong"?" At this time, Yang Jian's voice suddenly came.

Shen Xian looked up and found that this doppelganger had become Yang Jian himself, and the voice came from his mouth. He put away the Fang Tian painting halberd, which was already difficult to wield, wiped a handful of sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "Come again!"

Then, he attacked Yang Jian with his bare hands.

Yang Jian once again turned the long stick into a three-pointed two-edged knife and stabbed Shen Xian's body. But Shen Xian, who had received Fang Tian's painting halberd, was a lot more flexible, and with just a flash, he dodged the three-pointed two-edged knife. He also tried to grasp the blade with his backhand, but before he could touch the blade, the three-pointed and two-edged knife had already bypassed his hand and stabbed at him again. He used the technique of moving sideways in the air, but he didn't want to be swept into the lower abdomen by the knife before he could stabilize his body. A sharp pain was born, causing Shen Xian to let out another muffled snort.

"Like this kind of trick, I dare to perform it in front of the master, and I don't practice martial arts down-to-earth, just like inserting a label to sell my head!" Yang Jian sneered again.

Although Yang Jian was talking, his hands were not stopping, stabbing one after another. Shen Xian didn't even have time to rub his stomach, so he had to block with a dodge, busy dealing with the attack, and waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. But from the moment he fought the three-pointed and two-edged knife with both hands, he was actually destined to have no power to counterattack. There is a cloud in the art of war: one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

With Yang Jian's martial arts, Shen Xian had no chance to get close at all. Even getting into the white blade empty-handed is an extravagant idea.

There is also a saying: If you attack for a long time, you will break it, and if you defend it for a long time, you will lose it. Although this sentence does not refer to a martial struggle, it can be used here, but there is some truth to it. Although Shen Xian's defense is tight, the dodge is flexible. But in the end, it is inevitable that the pain of flesh and skin will be avoided.

In this class, Shen Xian was beaten again, his nose was blue and his face was swollen. After Yang Jian left, there was another wail in the martial arts hall. Wu Wenqi, Wu Ming and others all came to look for Shen Xian, Shen Xian looked at everyone and found that Wu Ming was about the same as last time. But Wu Wenqi and Lu Yue are different, they seem to have improved a lot, at least there are not many scars on their faces.

Shen Xian was surprised to see it, and said in surprise: "You two are so powerful, why are you not scarred at all!"

Wu Wenqi blushed, and said embarrassedly: "Pay attention to protection when you slap your face!There are still a lot of scars on your body!" As she spoke, she picked up her sleeve and showed it to Shen Xian, but the scars were more dense than last time, and Shen Xian was speechless for a while.