Chapter 1950 Cruel Training

After Yang Hua asked those questions, Da Zhuang slowly shook his head and said: "It's not clear yet, because it is said that the underworld conference that is held every ten years is only agreed upon after all the gangs come together, so it is still unclear

Not sure."

Yang Hua nodded slightly: "I understand."

"Okay, I understand, Da Zhuang, I want to take a rest." After Yang Hua said this, Da Zhuang originally wanted to ask a few questions, but Yang Hua didn't give him a chance and turned around as if he was really tired.

Look.

Da Zhuang nodded helplessly and walked out silently.

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There are still 13 days until the underworld convention.

Ever since Yang Hua appointed Na Ali as the head of the X Sect, Ali has followed Yang Hua's wishes and selected 200 of the most skilled disciples from the Tianmen disciples to train.

These 200 Tianmen disciples were scheduled to train in a spacious green field behind Venus Manor.

The trainer is Ali.

Without Bai Songren's help, it was more difficult for them to train Ali. After all, Ali was a taciturn person. Sometimes, he couldn't express many of his moves clearly in words. Coupled with his naturally cold personality, to be honest

It is really unreliable to ask Ali to teach them assassination skills.

Isn't this? Behind the Venus Manor at this moment, there were 200 disciples of Tianmen standing in the audience, and Ali in front of him was sitting in the center.

What he held in his hand was a wooden stick with the same shape as a knife. He held it tightly in his hand and showed off his purely left-handed sword skills in front of more than 200 people.

And those 200 Tianmen disciples who were selected as dead warrior killers slowly followed suit.

However, some sword moves were weird and difficult to learn, and it was impossible for the Tianmen disciples to learn them all at once, so everyone present could not help but frown and look at them, but no one dared to say too much.

This kind of day has lasted for two days in a row.

In two days, those 200 Tianmen disciples were very tired to be honest. They did physical exertion beyond the limit of the human body every day, and then followed Ali to learn the sword skills.

For a while, Bai Songren not only took a look, he originally wanted to help teach these Tianmen disciples, but suddenly he thought of Yang Hua's recent strange changes and his terrible ambition, so Bai Songren remained silent in the end.

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So he could only stand there from a distance and watch these people suffer and learn.

On the third day, Yang Hua came.

When Yang Hua came here and saw the clumsy moves of those 200 Tianmen disciples and the nondescript training with wooden sticks in their hands, he became angry.

"You have learned like this in the past few days? Don't you feel ashamed? Just because of your actions, you still want to be a disciple of Tianmen's X sect?" Yang Hua stood in the audience and took off his shirt in front of 200 people, each one sweating profusely.

The disciples of Tianmen shouted coldly.

Those Tianmen disciples were very unfair to tell the truth.

The training that exceeded their physical limits every day had already made them exhausted. Coupled with Ali's weird sword skills, they barely understood what they learned. Therefore, some of the sword skills they learned were not very effective at all.

But no one dared to speak too much. They could only listen to Yang Hua's instructions and lower their heads.

"Master, it's my fault." Ali stood there and said silently to Yang Hua.

He is a man of few words, and it is even more difficult for him to teach these 200 Tianmen disciples now.

Yang Hua raised his eyes and glanced at Ali, shaking his head slightly: "It's not your fault, it's them."

Yang Hua suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the 200 Tianmen disciples in front of him.

"You all come here." Yang Hua suddenly shouted to the crowd.

After his roar came out, the 200 Tianmen disciples quickly gathered together, and then stood upright one by one.

"From now on, I will also train you." Yang Hua said suddenly.

"You, you, you, you five, come out." Yang Hua suddenly pointed at the five naked Tianmen disciples in the front.

The five Tianmen disciples were slightly startled, but slowly stood up.

"Pick up the guy on the ground." Yang Hua continued.

As Yang Hua said this, the five Tianmen disciples couldn't help but be surprised. Then you looked at me and I looked at you, but they quickly picked up the wooden stick that was used for training on the ground like a knife.

Hold it tightly in your hand.

"You have to practice everything, do you understand? If you just rely on learning without practice, you will never achieve good results, so from now on, I want you to start practicing."

"Now I will give you a demonstration. You must learn it carefully. Do you hear it?" After Yang Hua's roar came out, the 200 Tianmen disciples in the audience shouted in a deafening voice: "I heard it.

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"You five, come here and besiege me." Yang Hua suddenly kicked his foot, and the wooden stick on the ground suddenly fell into his hand.

It seems that Yang Hua wants to go 1v5!

At this moment, all the disciples of Tianmen were standing in confusion, watching their sect master demonstrate.

The five selected Tianmen disciples couldn't help but wonder slightly, but they still didn't dare to disobey the sect leader, and then they formed a surrounding shape and surrounded Yang Hua in front of them.

"Are you sure? Look how I beat them down." Yang Hua suddenly said coldly.

As Yang Hua finished speaking, his footsteps suddenly moved forward, reaching an alarming speed.

The 200 Tianmen disciples standing outside not only screamed in surprise.

But he said that although Yang Hua was holding a wooden stick in his hand, his strength was definitely not less than a knife.

I saw this move slashing hard at the Tianmen disciple at the front. The strength and position were all accurately grasped.

The disciple of Tiantian Sect was stunned. He didn't expect the sect master to rush towards him. He quickly used the stick in his hand to block it, and at the same time stepped back.

At this moment, the other Tianmen disciples around saw that the sect master was really taking action, so they had no choice but to take action too. Then they saw all the guys in their hands moving towards Yang Hua to greet him.

But what about Yang Hua? Surrounded by five Tianmen disciples, he didn't panic. He stepped forward fiercely to avoid their siege formation, and then the wooden stick in his hand moved towards the closest one with the biting wind.

He called a Tianmen disciple in front of him.

The disciples of Tianmen quickly retreated and at the same time came to block with the sticks in their hands.

But when he used his stick to block, there was only a click sound, and the wooden stick in Yang Hua's hand, which was carrying strong wind, suddenly broke what he was holding.

Then, Yang Hua suddenly raised his foot and kicked the disciple of Tiantianmen in the chest.

The Tianmen disciple was kicked in the chest by Yang Hua, and his body was immediately kicked out like a cannonball.

At the same time, blood spurted out from his mouth. He fell to the ground and could not get up again.

The other four Tianmen disciples were stunned for a moment.

He blinked and looked at Yang Hua in front of him, and then looked at the Tianmen disciple who was seriously injured by Yang Hua. The boy seemed to be beaten to death by Yang Hua. His pale face lay on the ground as if he had fainted.

Motionless.

Why is the sect master so cruel? This is his brother!

There's no need to beat the other person to death, right?

Everyone looked at the scene in amazement.

But what about Ali? He was also stunned for a moment, and quickly ran towards the Tianmen disciple who fell on the ground. A closer look revealed that the man was indeed about to die. He was lying on the ground breathing very weakly.

There was blood in his nose and mouth, and his whole face was as pale as white paper, which was terrifying.

"Hurry up and carry it down," Ali said.
Chapter completed!