In the martial arts training ground of Lingxiu Palace, everyone stood on the edge.
The two people in the middle each carried a knife on their backs, but each held a knife. There was no extra posture, and they just looked at each other calmly.
All the disciples came, and everyone was talking about these two people.
Whether they are Bai Song or Japanese warriors, they are special warriors that people in the Central Plains martial arts community have little contact with.
For such people, the common standards for measuring strength and weakness no longer apply.
The Japanese warrior is very mysterious to people. He can win more than fifty games in a row in Chang'an City, which is enough to put the disciples of Lingxiu Palace under pressure.
But Bai Song is different. This person looks a little strange, and he even beat his own junior sister, but no matter how you look at this person, he doesn't look like a master.
"Senior Sister, after they finish competing, we will compete with that Japanese! That fight just now was impossible to count. If Junior Sister hadn't relaxed, how could we have lost?"
There was a junior sister who had just joined and wanted to please her, so she whispered to Xue Fanyu.
Xue Fanyu scolded coldly: "Shut up!"
Xue Fanyu's mood is very complicated now. She has some disagreements and some things she can't understand.
Why did that person touch his forehead without any scruples?
Even though she was being protected,... this was the first time she had her body touched by someone of the opposite sex.
Even on the forehead, there is an indescribable feeling.
At the same time, the Japanese man's seemingly random sword attack was beyond her ability to perceive.
Why can that person protect himself accurately?
And he was injured, did you harm him?
Will it affect his competition?
Xue Fanyu had a lot of thoughts in her mind. Just as she was thinking wildly, a woman's voice came from behind: "Your master is in danger, you should fight for him."
Xue Fanyu turned around and found that it was the woman who had come with him.
But when did there be someone else beside that woman?
When did this person appear?
and……
Xue Fanyu tried to feel the aura of the person who suddenly appeared, but after just a brief feeling, her heart sank.
"This man is a real master!"
Xue Fanyu didn't get any feedback, and the other person's aura only gave her a bottomless taste.
The same feeling only appears when facing the Master.
Is this person's strength already on the same level as Master?
How is it possible?
Xue Fanyu's mind was a little confused. On this matter, he only heard the man say lightly: "Don't worry, I can no longer protect the young master. If he can't be right, even if it's me, I'm afraid
It’s the same ending.”
"What does this mean?" Xue Fanyu murmured to himself, "Does it mean that the young man has the same power as this senior? How is this possible?"
Unconsciously, Xue Fanyu's heart has used countless How is it possible?
This feeling started from the moment I saw Bai Song standing in front of the Japanese warrior.
In Xue Fanyu's view, the other party should be just someone similar to herself.
Now, Bai Song stood in front of the Japanese warriors, without any timidity, but more calm and comfortable. Compared with before, Bai Song at this moment seemed even more unfathomable.
Bai Song waved his knife and suddenly pointed it at Xue Fanyu.
Xue Fanyu was startled and stunned for a moment.
Just listen to Bai Song say: "The sword has no eyes, little girl, step back a little, don't be affected."
"Want to withdraw?"
Xue Fanyu looked at his position, but he was standing less than two meters further than the junior sisters, and a full ten meters away from Bai Song.
"Can their fight extend here? Or is he just fading away and wanting to retaliate for what I said earlier?"
Thinking about it, Xue Fanyu still took two steps back. Just when she stepped back, Bai Song's knife moved.
With the afterimage of the knife, the true energy was like a volcanic eruption. Seven or eight windows in the entire hall were blown away. The air wave directly disliked the pink and white skirts of the girls, causing a restless exclamation.
But at the same time, a pale sword shadow penetrated the hall and fell from above the head. The target was Hanzo.
"What?!"
The female disciple who was watching was stunned.
I don't see Bai Song's luck, how could a careless knife be so powerful?
Taking the form of Qi, Pei Yuan Jing has a power that can only be found in the later stages.
Even in the later stage of Peiyuan Mirror, it takes a lot of effort to use a move.
But Bai Song just swung his sword casually, and his true energy poured in like a river and sea. This kind of true energy intensity was beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.
Hanzo was also startled. He was unprepared and had no chance to dodge. He could only block it with his knife.
The shadow of the knife shattered Hanzo's long sword in an instant. The huge impact smashed Hanzo into the ground like nails. Countless sawdust exploded from the wooden floor of the competition arena. When he turned around, half of Hanzo's body had already sunk into the soil.
"Get out quickly!"
Xue Fanyu scolded, her face turned pale, and she quickly called the disciples to leave the hall.
This kind of attack is truly master level.
It turns out that the seniors around him have been teasing me from the beginning. How can I bear such anger and such attacks?
If the fight continues with this intensity, I'm afraid the entire branch will be demolished.
The young disciples finally knew that the one who took action was a senior master, and they all screamed and scattered.
Some people kept complaining: "Who are they? They are obviously seniors, but they have to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. Isn't it interesting?"
"They say that our Palace Master has a weird nature. I see, our Palace Master is considered a normal person. In today's martial arts world, none of the masters are normal! They all have bad tastes."
Bai Song couldn't hear the little girls' murmurs, and now he struck out for the second time.
"Show your sword!" Bai Song said easily.
Hanzo, who was stuck deep in the ground, couldn't break free. He saw another strike of the sword coming down, and he immediately drew out the sword.
The opponent's sword was completely black and had the shape of a standard samurai sword, like a piece of black coal.
As soon as the black knife came out, it seemed to absorb the light source, making the whole room darker.
With a flash of black light, Bai Song's energy was cut off abruptly, and the posture that was not easy to break free disappeared in an instant.
When Hanzo appeared again, he was already behind Bai Song.
When Bai Song turned around and drew his sword, he heard Ji Zi shouting: "Sir, this is a famous swordsman, you can't take it hard!"
Bai Song's hand was nothing more than an ordinary long sword. When he heard Ji Zi's cry, he immediately took a step back. His true energy instantly wrapped the blade, and used his true energy as protection to collide with the black sword.
No sound was made. The true energy did protect the knife in his hand, but a strange force came and the long knife in Bai Song's hand was knocked away.
"Where's your knife?"
Hanzo asked with a sneer, but he did not stop and attacked again with a black knife.
Bai Song flicked his sleeves and drew out the cold knife with his backhand.
When Jizi saw this, he shouted again: "Sir, don't pick up the ghost by force."
"His sword is a ghost, so my sword is Zhong Kui, specializing in killing ghosts!"
As soon as Bai Song Lengdao came out, he no longer had any luck. He wanted to see how much the so-called famous sword weighed!
