After the long sword was knocked away, Jian Chen clenched his hands into palms and clamped the silver-white spear between them. The huge force made him keep moving back. The veins on his arms popped out, and the girls on both sides were shocked.
"Block it for me"
There was a low roar in his heart, and he stamped his right foot on the ground. A force came from Jian Chen's feet, and he held the spear tightly with his palm. The whole body's strength burst out at this moment.
"Not overestimating one's abilities"
Jing Hao smiled contemptuously and turned the spear with his right hand, then advanced it straight to Jian Chen's chest. Seeing the scene of bloody flesh and blood about to appear, many viewers turned their heads and couldn't bear to watch.
As soon as the spear entered, it directly pierced Jian Chen's chest. Everyone thought that Jian Chen's chest was going to be poked with a hole like a balloon, but the spear actually couldn't make an inch forward and seemed to have encountered something hard and got stuck.
"Open"
Jian Chen did not dare to hesitate at all and suddenly pushed away from Jing Hao. Everyone looked at Jian Chen's chest in disbelief. Although there was some blood and flesh on Jian Chen's chest, it was definitely not injured [
"This guy's arse is really so terrifying. He was able to block the blow just with just his arse."
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath. Such physical strength is rare among not only martial arts masters, but also great martial arts masters. It is hard to imagine that a fair and handsome young man has a body comparable to that of a monster.
Jian Chen lowered his head and glanced at the injury on his chest and couldn't help but smile. He was a little overconfident after advancing all the way. If he had been more careful just now, he wouldn't be in this situation.
That smile made everyone panic and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth. In addition, with the hole in his chest, everyone could clearly feel that the powerful aura on Jian Chen's body was constantly passing away.
Jing Hao took a deep breath and glanced at Jian Chen. The aura that was like a river flowing eastward made him happy, "Why is the time for the secret technique gone? After all, it's not the end of my own power."
"What was this just now?" Jian Chen raised his head, his pale face reflecting a sense of stubbornness. The long sword that was knocked down just now returned to his hand again, and the whole person was almost leaning on the long sword.
"Not to mention the magic weapon, even if you are a strong martial artist, you will be suppressed to a certain extent. You are not unjust if you lose in my hands." Jing Hao had a proud look on his face, as if he was showing off something.
"Array Spiritual Weapon" There was a commotion in the training ground after hearing these four words. Although most people have never seen an array spiritual weapon, this does not hinder the fame of the array spiritual weapon. The two kings among the spiritual weapons are Qiankun. The weapon is the most worthy of the spiritual weapons. Next is the formation of the spiritual weapon. Lay out a formation and let the field be used for you. Master the initiative. Not to mention a student, most instructors may not have this treasure. Even Jing Hao’s lowest-grade formation spiritual weapon is not as expensive as Xuan-level advanced martial arts, and its preciousness is evident.
"I'm going to let you lose, obviously, then you can defeat me." Jing Hao's expression turned red and he took out the spear again. Jing Hao's body moved and a figure burst out, the gun roared above the tip of the gun. Cold light appeared and stabbed Jian Chen's vital parts mercilessly.
"Elder Jian Chen, brother is already dead, please let him stop." Wan'er shook Gu Feng's right hand with a pleading expression on her face, and when she saw Jian Chen's chest that was still bleeding, her heart felt painful.
"Don't worry, I will take action when necessary." Elder Gu sighed and said, but the formation spiritual weapon in Jinghao's hand was beyond his expectation. There were so many variables. His original confidence in Jian Chen also began to dissipate.
"Now it's fun to see how the old head is going to deal with it. The spiritual weapon in Jian Hao's hand makes me a little excited. It seems that these students have a lot of luck during the holiday." Bai Mei glanced at Jian Chen's head with some envy. His heavy green peak
"This thing is really troublesome." Jian Chen, who was about to take off, felt that the phantom mountain above his head was like a real green peak pressing down on his shoulders, making him, who had always been as slippery as a loach, become helpless. It won't take long for the "tide" to recede, and the decline will really be irreversible.
Looking at Jing Hao's fierce offensive, the green light on Jian Chen's feet shook and he suddenly disappeared from the place where he was just standing, leaving behind a vague afterimage.
Jian Chen suddenly seemed to recover at a speed that made Jing Hao's face change slightly. However, he could still catch Jian Chen's figure when he looked closely, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. The dragonfly touched the water and the spear turned, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the gun. The sharp sound rang in Jian Chen's ears [
When the silver spear and the long sword were about to come into contact, Jian Chen changed the trajectory of the long sword almost in an instant to avoid the silver spear and slash towards Jing Hao. His own protection was completely abandoned, which can be said to be a kind of injury-for-injury. attack
Jian Chen suddenly changed his attack, which surprised Jing Hao. He originally wanted to defeat the enemy with one strike, but he suddenly realized that if he didn't give up the attack, although he could win, Jian Chen would inevitably poke a hole in his body.
If he had such obvious injuries after fighting with the freshmen, he would probably become the laughing stock of the college the next day. Unwilling to do so, he gritted his teeth and put away his gun, giving up on the great situation in front of him.
"clang"
The crisp sound of the long sword hitting the gun rang in everyone's ears. Everyone watching the battle in the training ground was also impressed by Jian Chen's ruthlessness.
"A good boy is cruel to his enemies and even more cruel to himself. If Jing Hao hadn't stopped just now, he would have been injured, but I'm afraid he would have suffered even worse."
"You're stupid. Jinghao will let a new student seriously injure himself. He's not afraid of being laughed at."
"If it were you, would you dare to risk your life like this?"
As soon as these words came out, the entire audience fell silent. No one dared to answer a single word. No one was willing to lie in bed for several months for a competition, even though the competition was rich in rewards.
"laugh"
The cold wind continued to pour between Jian Chen's teeth, and then he suppressed the burning pain in his chest and looked up at the phantom of the green peak, "We must get rid of this thing, otherwise how can we be undefeated?"
Fortunately, everyone couldn't hear Jian Chen's words, otherwise they would have been scared to death by Jian Chen. At this time, they are still thinking about victory.
"Just because you have a magic weapon doesn't mean I can't suppress you. You almost forgot what King Stone left behind."
Thoughts flashed through Jian Chen's mind without any hesitation. A strange handprint was formed on his chest. In an instant, a black shadow appeared from it little by little and then gradually solidified. The shadow looked like the corner of a stone tablet.
As the stone tablet slowly emerged, a pressure rose into the sky and intersected with the pressure formed by the phantom of the green mountain.
There was a sneer on the corner of Jing Hao's mouth. Although he didn't know what Jian Chen was up to, breaking through this magic weapon was definitely not something that a boy in the martial arts realm could do. As for relying on the spiritual weapon, this boy would have to be talented.
Jian Chen didn't pay any attention to Jing Hao's expression. He gradually opened the whole stone tablet with both hands on his chest and slowly revealed it. A low roar sounded in his heart: "Prison Tablet Suppression"