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"Swoosh--"

"Swoosh--"

"Swoosh--"

The cliff is green pine, Zhu Biao practices sword alone.

It was still the most basic sword postures, but somehow it seemed to be infected with a little heavy artistic conception, just like Zhu Biao's own calmness and perseverance.

However, it is too funny to use basic swordsmanship like "The True Swordsmanship" to connect to artistic conception. Even Zhu Biao himself did not notice it. What he is doing now is to devote himself to it.

"Ha——" With a straight stab, Zhu Biao shouted. A sense of enlightenment surrounded his heart, everything disappeared in front of him, and only the understanding in his heart was left. As he felt, he could draw his sword at will and draw his sword at will. The taste was really great!

"Chi Chi Chi Chi--"

The sword light fell on the big rock next to the green pine like raindrops. Although it was only the basic sword technique, the "Swordsmanship and Real Explanation" at this time was a storm of wind and thunder in Zhu Biao's hands. The sword was decisive and decisive, neat and clean. It gave birth to a unique and concise beauty without any fancy.

"Ha——" Another sip. After the swordsmanship was fully interpreted, Zhu Biao followed his heart and used the "One-word Sword Skill" without hesitation.

As mentioned earlier, it makes sense that "One-word Sword Art" is like the enhanced version of "The True Explanation of Sword Art". Although it is a third-rate martial arts, its moves are a little worse than the superficial "Mangniu Fist". Each move is a sword and one move. For Zhu Biao himself, he can only say that it is the "The True Explanation of Sword Art" with increased lethality.

But third-rate martial arts is third-rate martial arts. The "One-word Sword Skill" abandons the complexity and takes simplicity. The pure one is the word "one", which is both fast and clean, and the lethality cannot be underestimated.

Zhu Biao felt his heart become lighter and lighter in his sword, and a sense of excitement arises from the bottom of his heart. "Swoosh, swosh--" The sword light became more and more prosperous. "One-word Sword Art" was used all the way to the end. When the last sword stabbed him, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He raised his sword and shouted at the sky.

On the big stone, pits about inches deep were scattered next to nine sword marks that were three points into the stone.

"The True Swordsmanship" Seventh Level, 61

100; "One-word Sword Skill" third level, 29

30;

Basic swordsmanship has advanced to the next level, and the "One-word Sword Art" has improved a lot. This enlightenment has raised Zhu Biao's overall strength to a higher level. Although the "Nine-Curve Sword Technique" that the disciples of the Nine-Curve Sword Sect should be proficient in the same way.

Zhu Biao knew what the enlightenment in his heart was and knew what it meant for martial arts practitioners. In that situation where he followed his feelings, he did not use the "Nine-Curve Sword Technique", but picked up the "One-Sword Sword Technique" to get started. Could it be that the former really has no chance with him?

The setting sun sets west and it is near dusk.

Zhu Biao and Mu Xuehua stood opposite each other three meters away in the green pine forest, each holding the sword in his hands.

Mu Xuehua looked at Zhu Biao opposite him with a marvelous look. Although they were still doing morning classes together this morning. The breakthrough in basic swordsmanship and the firmness of self-confidence made Zhu Biao look sharp. The meeting on the first day of junior high school made a ray of light burst into Mu Xuehua's eyes.

It was too unexpected and surprising to have made such progress in less than three days!

but……

"No matter how advanced the swordsmanship is, it is only the foundation! A real strong man is the sublimation on the foundation-" Mu Xuehua spoke calmly. In just three days, Zhu Biao's progress really made him look at it, but this did not affect his absolute confidence, not at all. It was like a tiger that didn't care whether the prey in front of him was a jackal or a wild wolf.

Mu Xuehua's strength is strength from the inside out, and the strength of his soul! The victory of the battles in the sect over the years has created his strong confidence. He is the top five seed player among the introductory disciples, how can he be compared with Zhu Biao?

Even if the weak progress, they will not reach the top in one step. Even if Zhu Biao is like this in his eyes—

It can be said that Zhu Biao is not taken seriously by him yet.

"Chi——" The sound of the sword blade piercing the breeze. Mu Xuehua didn't say anything about the bullshit momentum. He suppressed the enemy one end, and directly attacked with a sword, pointing straight at Zhu Biao's throat.

Just a child who is fifteen or sixteen years old, but his skills are not good enough, so where is the momentum? The right way is to start first.

The sword edge was cut, and Zhu Biao suppressed the excitement in his heart and responded calmly. This battle not only represents a C-level mission to a certain extent, but also his first sword fight in the true sense.

The sword swayed and his body slid slightly. At the moment when the two swords were about to be knocked, Mu Xuehua used the "Fish Body Technique" and turned around like a natural twist and turned to Zhu Biao's side. Then he turned his wrist and turned the sword from his throat to Zhu Biao's left arm. What's even more powerful is that the sword tip trembled in the change, making it impossible to see which part of his left hand he would land. It was faintly that half of Zhu Biao's left body was actually covered by Mu Xuehua's sword.

With his eyes shrank, Zhu Biao's great policeman. Mu Xuehua's sword's level was really high, and it was definitely not what he could imagine now. The trembling sound of wind breaking through the air caused by the shaking sword tip made half of his body cold.

"Drink—" Regardless of the matter, the long sword trembled his hand and slashed out, hitting the center of the sword group with many shadows.

He used his clumsy to defeat his cleverness and tried to take action. This was his idea to fight swords today. Because he was much worse than the opponent's moves and tricks.

Like a burst of snowflakes, when Zhu Biao's long sword slashed into the sword flower, Mu Xuehua's sword disappeared like air. There was no resistance to entering the sword, and there was no sound of sword tips colliding.

My heart immediately jumped, and I walked back quickly, feeling the sword in front of the door. Zhu Biao didn't realize that he had the upper hand just now, but instead knew that he was being shaken.

"Clang——" the symphony of gold and iron, and three or two Mars burst out instantly.

The tiger's mouth was numb, and Zhu Biao's long sword was almost blown away! The fatal sword really came from the middle of his eyebrows.

A glimmer appeared in Mu Xuehua's eyes, "It's not bad!" He used all his sword, but was actually taken away by Zhu Biao. Although he was a little embarrassed, he could see his progress, it was really good!

"Another move--" Mu Xuehua stepped forward, with a sword in his hand, a sword in his throat, a sword under the yin, a sword on his left shoulder, and another sword on his right shoulder. In an instant, four swords were successively released. The "Returning to the Four Seas" in the second level of "Nine-Curve Sword Technique" was magnificent, with no difference in direction, and there was no gap between answering and receiving.

"Bang bang--" Four loud sounds were as dense as the rain hit the banana leaves.

Zhu Biao finally blocked the left and right sides, but was embarrassed by the force contained in the four swords. He was either strong, feminine, false, or real. He really suffered a secret loss under the intent of the Nine-Curve Sword.

"Damn it, only two moves..."

"Thousands of Mountains and Snow--" Mu Xuehua was in power and refused to forgive him. The silver sword light turned into flying snow and hit him down.

"Shit-"

The sword blade broke through the sky, the cold light was shining, and the silver light flying all over the sky was straight towards Zhu Biao.

"Break it for me-"

With a loud roar, a bright red look on his face. Zhu Biao did not avoid it, and he surged all his internal force and stabbed it straight with his sword.

He had forgotten his C-level mission, and he was in a mess with one move, suffered a loss in two moves, and was about to lose in three moves. The deep sense of shame completely stimulated his nerves.

A person cannot survive without being crazy. With a sword, his internal force surged, like a surging river flowing eastward, hitting countless silver lights in his most arrogant posture.

In an instant, the symphony of gold and iron like a storm was storm, and the ruptured energy was scattered everywhere.
Chapter completed!