Chapter 8 - [Disciples in the Room]

Knives come and go, using the same knife technique, but in the hands of different people.

Qin Shuang has a solid foundation, and his knife technique is more focused on thick and calm. Yang Zhen is frivolous, and there is a faint sense of arrogance in his knife skills.

After fighting a few moves, Qin Shuang was forced to retreat again and again, and he was about to be defeated.

"Qin Shuang, you stand out and let me come!" With an angry roar, Yun Chengfeng pulled out his big knife.

But he was still late, and with a bang, Yang Zhen rushed out with more than two feet of knife strength and hit Qin Shuang's chest.

The big knife fell to the ground, and Qin Shuang's whole person fell to the ground.

The corners of Yang Zhen's mouth curled slightly, a coldness swept through his eyes, and the big knife kept coming, still handing it forward.

"It's not good...... the children in the audience exclaimed, no one expected that Yang Zhen had already won and would not stop.

Yun Chengfeng whirled the knife up and held Yang Zhen's big knife.

"I'm cǎo, relying on the early entry, are you a bully kid?"

"It's a good time!" Yang Zhen was not afraid at all, dragged the knife back, kicked his right foot to the ground, jumped up vigorously, and slashed the cloud and the wind.

Someone here had already pulled Qin Shuang away, and everyone was forced to be angry, shouting: "Come on, Brother Chengfeng, clean him up fiercely......"

Yang Zhen's subordinates also opened their mouths and shouted: "Senior Brother Yang Zhen, take a hard hit on the spirit of these newcomers......

Both sides looked at their leaders and shouted and cheered.

Yun Chengfeng didn't want to use electricity to beat him, so he couldn't come out of the electricity first.

After fighting more than ten moves, he found that the opponent's knife technique was too weird, and it was difficult for him to parry. Yun Chengfeng snorted, gritted his teeth, and no longer wanted to keep his hand.

The horizontal knife slashed, and a wave of electric energy rushed out, crackling, and hit Yang Zhen's knife body.

The stinging pain in his palm, Yang Zhen didn't expect it, he held the knife unsteadily for a while, and the big knife fell to the ground.

If it's just a scramble, then Yang Zhen will lose the knife. But once he remembered his ruthlessness towards Qin Shuang, Yun Chengfeng would not stop.

Two slashes were made left and right, Yang Zhen dodged and dodged, and his anger was also aroused.

His subordinate threw a big knife in the air and shouted: "Senior Brother Yang Zhen, if you are angry, we can't lose face." ”

Yang Zhen's eyes drooped slightly, and suddenly said coldly: "Yun Chengfeng, you forced me to ......"

The knife was spun up, and a white bright knife qi pierced out and condensed into substance.

His broadsword seemed to skyrocket in an instant, and where the sword qi appeared, the sharpness was no different from the broadsword.

Yun Chengfeng could feel that this move was by no means a "wind-breaking knife technique".

In a hurry, Yang Zhen barely avoided it, and Yang Zhen made another knife, his moves were condensed, and the direction of his shot was very different. This time, there is no way to "break the wind knife method" at all.

For a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the clouds swayed in the wind.

It's a little bit less, but I feel that my waist is cold, and my clothes have been cut off. The skin was hot and painful, if he hadn't relied on the electric strength on his legs to avoid it quickly, he was afraid that he would have been injured.

"Sword qi, the knife technique that can bring out the sword qi, I don't know where he learned it. Yun Chengfeng's heart jumped suddenly, and he was not sure that he would be able to win against the other party.

You must know the realm on the knife, the sword strength is followed by the sword qi, and the strength that can cut out the sword qi is far higher than him.

"If you continue to fight, you will definitely be more than lucky. Yun Chengfeng quickly jumped away, with electric energy, even if he was defeated, he could retreat with his whole body.

"Where to go...... Yang Zhen pressed forward step by step, and he had already made up his mind to save face. Qin Shuang saw that his eldest brother was in danger, and he couldn't care about anything anymore, so he held a knife to save him.

"Two little boys, if I don't fight you all over the ground today, I won't be surnamed Yang......" Yang Zhen was even more angry, sneering, and the knife was faster and more urgent.

The sword qi spread out in a staggered manner, conjuring up four or five strands of force.

With a snort, Qin Shuang couldn't dodge, and a sword qi slashed his back and fell to the ground.

Yun Cheng Wind Strength Rises, and it blasts out like thunder, Yang Zhen slashes a cross, and unexpectedly breaks through the electric energy lightly and kicks out. Yun Chengfeng only felt a pain in his heart, and he also fell in front of Qin Shuang.

"Hehe, I thought I had a lot of ability......! Two little boys, such a low-level knife technique, you don't deserve to use a knife......" Coldly dropping a sentence, Yang Zhen stepped on it, and the two big knives were actually broken by him from the middle.

The new disciples only had one big knife each, and he broke the big knife of the two, showing that he was deliberately humiliated. Yun Chengfeng was furious, and suddenly jumped up, running with both palms with electric energy, just wanting to give him a hard time.

Suddenly, his heart hurt again, Yang Zhen flew up and kicked him out of the distance again.

"Just rely on you, kid, do you think you can beat me with a strange force?...... Hehe, that's funny. Yang Zhen laughed loudly and led his subordinates to walk away.

This time, the newcomers lost face, and the children who were shouting and cheering around the two of them were all full of ashes.

The two captains they admired were beaten so wolf by each other.

Such humiliation, Yun Chengfeng can bear it, silently got up, looked at the distant figure and secretly swore: "Yang Zhen, you wait, one day, I will also break your big knife and return today's humiliation." ”

turned to help Qin Shuang, and the two were about to go back to their residence to rest.

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice sounded in the school field, and the voice was girly, it was Wen Chou. It turned out that Xiongba had given a new order, and he happened to come to read it.

"Fengtian carrier, the helper said that the world will become stronger and stronger, in order to promote talents. The male gang leader selects a newcomer after a month, and recruits a gang member with both martial arts and martial arts talents to be accepted as a disciple. Under the age of sixteen, everyone can participate, as long as they can win the first place in the selection competition, they can become the disciple of the male gang leader. ”

The school field exploded in an instant, and this was an opportunity to soar.

The children flocked to Wen Chou, so frightened that he shook his feather fan and retreated again and again. He didn't want to be soiled by these children.

"Senior Brother Yang Zhen, it seems that you are the only one who has become the disciple of the male gang leader......" A voice came from afar, Yun Chengfeng listened to it in his ears, and when he looked at it, he just saw Yang Zhen's high-spirited appearance.

Although I don't know what the result of the competition will be in a month's time, according to the original book, Qin Shuang will definitely be selected as a disciple. It's just that at this moment, it seems that not only Qin Shuang, but even himself has no such possibility.

Yang Zhen's martial arts were far beyond Yun Chengfeng's expectations. If everyone among the new disciples has only learned the "Wind Breaking Sword Technique", then there is still hope for the two of them to compete. Judging from today's discussion, Yang Zhen's knife technique is by no means a wind-breaking knife technique, his knife technique is too strong.

Back in the room, the two medicated each other's injuries.

Yun Chengfeng was a little distracted, carefully recalling Yang Zhen's sword tricks, and thinking hard about how to break the enemy.

Qin Shuang was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said: "Brother Chengfeng, the main income disciple of the Xiong Gang, I want to participate in the martial arts competition? Can you go with us too? There is still a month, we should hurry up and practice, even if we really can't succeed, we must have a clear conscience." ”

"Yes, we're going to give it a try anyway!" Yun Chengfeng nodded, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered one of his favorite weapons in his previous life, the nunchuck.

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