"This is the Huang Level Pulse Skill, Liang Shaochong, don't act out of anger, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life." Tan Shiming frowned, and the anger on his face suddenly showed.
After Tan Shiming entered the Tianlei Sect, after many years of hard work and practice, he had the opportunity to obtain this yellow-level pulse skill - the Seven-Shaped Sword without Form.
He saw that Liang Shaochong had unlimited potential and had won the trust of Senior Sister Jiangshuang. This kind of talent was bound to be the target of all the pulse sects to fight for, so he took it upon himself to give the highest pulse skill he had just learned to Liang Shaochong for training. As a member of the sect, he
After the top management learned about Liang Shaochong's talent, not only would they not blame him, they would also receive generous awards for his foresight.
Liang Shaochong said categorically: "I may have disappointed you, but I never act out of emotion."
"What! He refused." Everyone looked at Liang Shaochong in shock, puzzled.
Among them, Wu Baihan clenched his fists with both hands, eager to agree for Liang Shaochong.
Annoyance gradually appeared on Tan Shiming's face, and he shouted: "You really don't regret it." Liang Shaochong's direct refusal made him unable to hold back, and anger immediately rushed up from the bottom of his heart, but he still restrained his impulse.
Liang Shaochong said calmly: "I never do things that I regret, I will only do things that make you regret. Go back and tell Miss Jiangshuang that I, Liang Shaochong, no longer need her care. I'd better return this Pulse Yao Token to her."
With that said, he threw the Pulse Yao Token in his hand.
Tan Shiming took the Pulse Yao Token, his cheeks twitched, hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "This is given to you by Senior Sister Jiangshuang. I have no right to receive it. If you don't want it, just return it to Jiangshuang."
Senior Sister." Then he threw the Pulse Yao Token over.
"I'm sorry, I will never take back what I throw out." Liang Shaochong swayed and suddenly ducked over.
"Crack!"
I saw the Pulse Yao Token hitting the ground hard, and the wooden sign that had brought many benefits to Liang Shaochong immediately shattered.
Although the Pulse Yao Token brought many benefits to Liang Shaochong, Miss Jiangshuang's excessive concern made Liang Shaochong extremely disgusted, especially if he was required to practice to the seventh level of Pulse Sense within a year; otherwise, he would not be able to communicate with his grandfather.
The meeting made him even more angry.
"What? You dare to destroy my cousin's token, you deserve to die!" Ma Jianshu was stunned for a moment, then became furious, pointed at Liang Shaochong and cursed.
Tan Shiming was also furious. His originally restrained anger suddenly erupted like a volcano, and he shouted: "You... you didn't accept Senior Sister Ma's Pulse Yao Token. You are disrespectful to Senior Sister Ma. You are seeking death."
"It's my business whether to accept it or not, but I didn't damage the Pulse Yao Token." Liang Shaochong said coldly.
"Ha ha……"
Tan Shiming's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he suddenly burst into laughter and shouted again.
"Don't think that you are arrogant just because you can defeat Ma Jianshu and Chen Muji. To tell you the truth, neither of them has ever practiced the Yellow Level Pulse Skill, and I am a cultivator at the eighth level of Pulse Sense, and I have also practiced "Infinite Pulse Skill".
"Xiang Qixing Sword", if you can escape from my hands, I will kill myself immediately."
With that said, he flew towards him, and as soon as he made a move, he performed the most powerful move in the "Dragon, Tiger and Crane Hands": the divine dragon rising out of the sea.
It turned out that Tan Shiming was originally an upper-level pulse disciple at the eighth level of pulse sense. The last time he fought with Liang Shaochong, he had been suppressing his cultivation level and did not reveal his true strength.
"Boom!"
The air in the hall immediately shook violently. Tan Shiming's momentum surged, and a strong pressure erupted from his body, like a mountain pressing down on the top, and he was crowded in.
Then he thrust his right hand forward, and a wave of water mist immediately appeared in the air in front of him. It dispersed like lotus flowers, and then a dragon phantom rushed out, locked Liang Shaochong tightly, and flew over.
.….
Tan Shiming was originally an upper-level disciple of the eighth level of pulse sense. His strength was several times higher than that of Ma Jianshu and Chen Muji. As soon as he made a move, the strong energy stirred up the air and rolled up the tables in the hall.
Chairs are flying all over the sky.
And in the center of this powerful momentum, Liang Shaochong only felt an overwhelming force surging around him. The vast power was surging like the roaring waves of the angry sea, as if it was going to tear his body into pieces.
"Haha, you're good to go! Then I'll see how you kill yourself on the spot."
Liang Shaochong was not surprised but overjoyed. There was a look of joy in his eyes. The pulse in his body suddenly rushed, clashing with the Xuanpin pulse and reaching the Earthpin pulse as big as an adult's fist. He immediately used the improved pulse.
In "Shadow Butterfly Flying Willow Step", a pair of colorful transparent wings condensed from the back, like a butterfly flying in the strong wind, fluttering against the powerful field.
If Liang Shaochong still had an ordinary sense of pulse, he would never show it and reveal his true self.
But now, the size of the pulse in Liang Shaochong's body has reached the size of two and a half adults' fists, completely surpassing the ordinary earth-level pulse sense. It is still okay to only reveal the earth-level pulse sense the size of an adult's fist.
"What? This person actually has a sense of pulse."
People with sharp eyesight could see at a glance that Liang Shaochong had a pulse the size of an adult's fist surging on his body, and they immediately started talking about it.
"This person actually has a sense of earth's pulse." Everyone was frightened, with an incredible expression on their faces.
Wu Qinghan's face turned pale: "This kid actually has a sense of pulse! This is incredible!"
Tan Shiming was also startled and exclaimed: "Good boy, you actually hide it so deeply. It's not the sense of Xuanpin pulse, but the sense of Earthpin pulse." The gesture slowed down and almost stopped.
There are only twenty people with earth-level pulse sense in the Zihuan Continent in the past five thousand years. The most recent person to appear was a monster genius named Li Yujie in the Jiazhou Empire a hundred years ago.
I heard that this person was later accepted as a disciple by Tianmai Sect, one of the eight major sects of Maidao. As early as fifty years ago, he had become the strongest saint of Tianmai Sect and the most promising one.
The person who teaches.
Now, the Liang Shaochong in front of them was as evil a genius as Li Yujie, how could he not surprise them?
The eight major sects of the Meridian Dao have to pursue and curry favor with such a monster genius in front of them. Given time, this person will definitely become a supreme powerhouse that will shock the past and the present, and a man of influence who will influence the trend of the Zihuan Continent.
As soon as Tan Shiming saw Liang Shaochong's pulse, the anger in his heart immediately felt like a deflated rubber ball, and the force of his attack was far less violent than at the beginning. Even so, Tan Shiming's "Dragon, Tiger, and Crane Shaped Hands" were still majestic.
, strong and fierce, many times better than Ma Jianshu.
Liang Shaochong transformed into a butterfly wearing flowers, fluttering in the turbulent air, and like a lone boat sailing in the sea, which could not be overthrown no matter how violent the waves were.
The more Tan Shiming fought, the more surprised he became. The more he felt that the "Shadow Butterfly Flying Willow Step" performed by Liang Shaochong was extremely mysterious, and it was much more powerful than his own performance.
"How can this kid actually perform "Shadow Butterfly Flying in the Willow Step" to such a level? Although the footwork performed looks vaguely similar, the essence of the footwork has become more mysterious, with features such as lightness, dexterity, swiftness, and agility.
Could it be that in just one day, he not only learned "Shadow Butterflies Flying in the Willows", but also improved it. Is this... is this a return to humanity?" Tan Shiming was inexplicably horrified.
"Shadow Butterfly Flying Willow Step" is characterized by lightness and agility; but speed and agility are its biggest weaknesses...
But now, Liang Shaochong has integrated the "Shadow Butterfly Flying Willow Step" with the other two footwork pulse skills "Cloud Dispelling Whirlwind Step" and "Xiang Long Fei" to make up for each other's weaknesses and make up for this weakness.
After fighting like this for more than fifty moves, Tan Shiming saw that he was an upper-level pulse disciple at the eighth level of pulse sense, and he couldn't fight with a lower-level pulse disciple for a long time. His face felt dull, and he gradually forgot the scruples in his heart.
"Take my sword again!"
Tan Shiming suddenly shouted loudly, shook his left hand, replaced the sword with his hand, and swung forward.
The "Seven Formless Sword", a yellow-level pulse skill, was immediately displayed by him.
"laugh!"
A swirling sword light suddenly appeared with majestic momentum, and a domineering sword light rushed out from Tan Shiming's fingertips like a sky-shattering rainbow.
Immediately after the sword light changed suddenly, a big bird with four-color feathers and beautiful spread wings rushed out from the sword light, letting out a clear phoenix chant, rolling up a ball of blazing flames, like a sharp arrow.
Usually rush towards Liang Shaochong.
This is exactly the first move of "The Seven-Shaped Sword without Form": Fire Phoenix Crying towards the Wind.
Before the four-color bird rushed in, Liang Shaochong felt the temperature of the air around him rising at an extremely fast speed, becoming extremely hot.
"snort!"
Liang Shaochong's expression immediately became solemn, the transparent wings condensed on his back became more solid, circles of thunder energy flowed in the wings, and his figure became more agile and brisk.
"I won't play with you anymore." Liang Shaochong flapped his wings on his back, his body was like a ghost, and he strangely escaped from the hall.
"Go there!"
Tan Shiming gave a soft drink and ran after Liang Shaochong in the direction he left.