Chapter 289: Finally the Knife
In the seventh round of the competition, the fastest one is still Li Hu.
defeated Cheng Lei, who was ranked, in one move, and the two quickly walked off the competition platform of the first group, and at this time, Chen Shenming and Wu Lang had just stepped onto the competition platform of the fifth group.
The fifth group of the competition platform.
Chen Shenming stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Wu Lang with a faint smile on his face.
Wu Lang was aggressive towards him, and promised Xu Liu to challenge himself in today's competition, the so-called Zhang Hao was just an excuse.
Wu Lang's real purpose is to kill himself!
"Since you want to lose face, then I don't have any scruples!"
Chen Shenming smiled lightly, said coldly in his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
On the other side, Wu Lang always looks like a smiling tiger, with a gentle smile on his face, if he doesn't know anyone, he will definitely think that Wu Lang is a very good person, but Chen Shenming knows that Wu Lang's reputation is not very good.
"Senior Brother Chen Shenming, in my eyes, there are only two kinds of people, one is the dead, and the other is the person who is not dead!
Wu Lang's voice was very low, so low that only Chen Shenming could hear it.
"My life is only worth 100,000 taels, Senior Brother Wu, you lost this deal!"
Hearing Wu Lang's low voice, Chen Shenming's eyes narrowed slightly, smiled slightly, and did not listen to Wu Lang's words, because in his eyes, there is only one kind of person.
That's the dead!
Because only the dead are in trouble!
Wu Lang troubled him for 100,000 taels, so he had to get rid of this trouble.
"Haha, killing an inner disciple, 100,000 taels is actually very profitable, I used to kill people for only a few thousand taels!" Wu Lang's face changed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a laugh.
"Then I don't know how much silver taels Senior Brother Wu's life is worth?"
Chen Shenming raised his head slightly, with a smile in his eyes, looked at Wu Lang, and asked a strange question.
"My life!"
When Wu Lang heard Chen Shenming's words, the cold light in his eyes became even colder.
"Then it depends on whether Senior Brother Chen Shenming has this ability!"
"In this round of competition, I must let you use the soul of the soldier!"
Wu Lang's eyes were sharp, the cold light in his eyes was extremely fierce, in his hand, the halo of orange sè suddenly flashed, and in the next second, he saw an extra handle of orange sè in his hand, this knife has no blade, only one handle.
The handle of the orange sè resembles a golden mink.
This knife is the natal soldier soul that Wu Lang is proud of, the orange sè sixth-class soldier soul - the golden sable knife.
The Golden Sable Knife has seven sections that have been tempered out of the form, showing Wu Lang's skill, which is the seventh level of the Refining Realm.
The golden sable knife is a very peculiar soldier spirit, which Chen Shenming had heard of a long time ago, the golden sable knife usually does not see the blade, only the mink head handle, but as long as the power of the divine weapon is used, the golden sable will spit out a knife in its mouth.
"Refining the sevenfold skill of the Soldier Realm, Senior Brother Wu Lang is about to make a move!"
Where the inner disciple was, an inner disciple saw Wu Lang on the platform raise his hand and said loudly: "Senior Brother Wu Lang must defeat Chen Shenming in this round and end his winning streak!"
"Chen Shenming is extraordinary, Wu Lang has lost more and won less in this round!"
On the side, there was another inner disciple standing, who said in a low voice.
"This junior brother, do you think highly of that Chen Shenming?" The inner disciple who shouted to end Chen Shenming's winning streak heard the words of the brother next to him, and immediately turned cold and said in a cold voice.
"Who are you? You also underestimate Senior Brother Wu Lang, right? Although Senior Brother Chen Shenming is powerful, Senior Brother Wu Lang is even more powerful, Senior Brother Wu Lang will definitely be able to end Senior Brother Chen Shenming's winning streak. ”
"Not necessarily!"
"Brush!"
On the platform, Wu Lang made a decisive move, and the orange halo in his hand condensed into a clump, which didn't look like a knife at all, but like a stone.
There was no sound, only a sharp flash of knife light.
"Brush, brush!"
Wu Lang danced wildly with the golden mink knife in his hand, slashing several times in a row, each knife was surging and vigorous, exuding the power of the divine weapon of orange sè one by one, turning into waves, surging, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity.
"Silent Waves!"
Suddenly!
Wu Lang's body rushed suddenly, and in the next second, he saw a flash of golden light, and with a sound of "Qiang!" in his hand, an incomparably sharp blade popped out, and the blade flashed, turning into an orange sè wave, and the orange sè wave that had been stirred out before towards Chen Shenming, surging incomparably.
"Hmph, I'll see how you can dodge my silent sword technique!"
A cold glint flashed in Wu Lang's eyes.
The biggest advantage of the Yellow-level Knife Technique Silent Knife Technique is that it is silent, and with his Soldier Soul Golden Sable Knife, it is absolutely seamless, and it is precisely because of such a perfect cooperation that he was able to compete in the sect last year, and he was able to beat many disciples in the inner sect of the Double Sword Sect last year, and became the seventh in the inner sect.
Now, after a year of deep cultivation, he had already cultivated the Silent Sword Technique to the highest chakra, and he waved it like a silent wave, surging fiercely.
The fierce orange sè giant wave, roaring and surging, is very intense, but there is only one giant wave in the middle that is the golden sable sword soldier soul, and the other orange sè giant wave is only the evolution of the power of the divine soldier, and the power is not very strong.
"Such a superficial method, I am embarrassed to take it out and embarrass people! I thought I was going to use a move, but now look at it, one move is enough!" The orange sè giant wave is getting closer and closer, although the silent sword technique is silent, but Chen Shenming's soul power is so powerful, he has already noticed everything, smiled lightly in his heart, and said with disdain.
"Don't you want me to use the soul of a soldier?
"Whew!"
His right hand suddenly flipped to the ground, and in the next moment, a bloody light, extremely fast, like a bloody lightning, flashed, so that many onlookers failed to see the skill of his soldier soul clearly.
"Bobobo......"
As soon as the sword light of the blood sè came out, the huge wave of the orange sè was difficult to resist at all, and it all melted into foam and dissipated in the air.
"Senior Brother Chen Shenming has a knife!"
"Senior Brother Chen Shenming has finally come out with the knife!"
On the Shenwu platform, because Chen Shenming used the soul of the soldier for the first time, there was an exclamation, one after another, which was even more high-pitched than Li Hu's defeat of Cheng Lei in one move.
"This ...... How could he break Wu Lang's silent sword technique?"
"This man is so deeply hidden!"
In the area where the inner door ranking disciples were located, Li Hu and Cheng Lei were taken aback when they saw Chen Shenming break Wu Lang's silent knife technique with a single sword.
And at this time.
platform.
"Click!"
In the next moment, I heard a "poof", and the bloody knife light shattered the knife light in the huge waves, and stabbed into Wu Lang's chest, but Chen Shenming didn't intend to kill Wu Lang this time, so this knife stabbed into his right chest.
"Ahh
With a miserable scream, Wu Lang covered his right chest and took a few steps back tremblingly.
"No way! No way!"
"I, Wu Lang, can't even take a move from him!"