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1212. Cultivation Begins in the Womb

The handle looked extremely bulky. For Ye Junmeng, it was a giant epee. Ye Junmeng slowly pulled it out, with a simple atmosphere, and the black wide-faced blade seemed a bit too simple at the moment.

Even compared to Gu Yidun's thick-looking shield... Ye Junmeng actually looks a bit like a child carrying an adult's toy.

"Stab——" There was a loud sound, and the moment the epee came into contact with the ground, the surrounding bluestone floor seemed to shake three times.

Ye Junmeng was holding a broadsword that was almost as tall as her, with delicate eyebrows, and glanced coldly at the opposite side.

Gu Yidun didn't seem to expect that the weapon of the cute and soft-looking little girl in front of him was not a light long sword, but the owner of a heavy weapon like him.

"start!"

Following the referee Gu Guanshan's order, Ye Junmeng gave a cold shout, directly picked up the knife and swung it out, the tip of the knife even dragged on the ground, emitting a burst of harsh sparks.

The exchange of figures between the two people is a little slower than when other people are fighting, but every move is very clear and powerful, and there is a different kind of refreshing feeling.

"Bang--"

At the moment when the heavy sword and the giant shield were handed over, it seemed that the floor in front of them shook three times, and a harsh sonic boom sounded in the field. Many people looked at it with great excitement, and even did not cover their ears, just to watch this scene.

Exciting and thrilling battles.

With a "bang", the middle and the giant shield finally collided together. Ye Junmeng's figure flew out, but Gu Yidun stood still and did not move.

But if anyone could notice, they would see that Gu Yidun, who had been as steady as a mountain just now, actually took two small steps back. Although the shield did not retreat, the person resisted due to such inertia.

Can't live.

As soon as the blow came down, Gu Yidun almost vomited blood and was secretly frightened at the same time.

Where did this little girl come from?! Is this from the five meridians? Never heard of it before?!

Unless you started practicing in your mother's womb, how could you have reached such an advanced level at the age of fifteen?!

Gu Yidun took two steps back. Looking at Ye Junmeng, his whole body was almost bounced away by the epee. His petite body was driven by the epee and flew through the air like a cannonball, but a strange moment happened halfway.

After turning a corner, that force was reused by Ye Junmeng. Ye Junmeng's figure flew out, but she carried her own force back far away.

"Bang——" Another blow, Ye Junmeng directly slashed the giant shield with a knife. Similarly, the second time, he was shaken and flew backwards.

But she seemed to be born with no idea how to give up. She drew her sword again and again, was blocked again and again, and flew back again and again.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Ye Junmeng's martial arts competition has attracted the attention of many people at this moment.

Gu Yichao, who had been sitting in the viewing area, frowned slightly when he looked at the situation.

"Brother Yichao, who of the two of them can win? Gu Yidun once relied on his thick turtle shell to defeat a family steward who had just entered the Nascent Soul level!"

Gu Yichao, the same Gu Yichao, still had the same stinky face. Facing Gu Shanshan's attentiveness, he only nodded slightly.

"Gu Yidun will win!"

Gu Shanshan smiled sweetly, with a flattering look in her eyes.

To be honest, she didn't really have any feelings for Gu Yichao. If she did, it was just an adolescent girl's natural admiration for the strong.

But these days, the competition between the three pulses yesterday was directly disrupted by the hateful Wen Ranran. Even though he spent a lot of money to suppress public opinion, he even hired someone to write an article and exaggerate the content in the article.

He used pen and ink to guide public opinion to his side as much as possible, but many people still questioned whether the former Three Meridians were no longer viable? Otherwise, why would they lose to the Five Meridians with only six people?

She is so shameless.


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