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Chapter 610 Grandmaster¡¯s Style Gong Yangyu

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    On the competition stage, Menma Yuan, the divine sword lying on the ground, looked very ugly. He wanted to prove himself in a battle, but unexpectedly he lost again.

    And he was defeated so completely and in such an embarrassing manner, which was more direct than his defeat at the hands of Lin Fei, and made him even more desperate.

    Lin Fei defeated him with seven moves, but he thought that if it weren't for that weird sword skill, Lin Fei would have to take at least a hundred moves to defeat him. He was dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.

    But he was defeated by Xiao Chen, but he had to accept it. Xiao Chen didn't have any skills to compare with him.

    Ma Yuan was playing with murderous intent, and Xiao Chen played with him. However, he failed miserably. His murderous intent was as ridiculous as that of a child in front of the other party.

    He wanted to fight hard, and Xiao Chen did what he wanted, so he fought hard with him.  As a result, at the same time, Xiao Chen's cultivation was half the level of Wuhuang Xiaocheng, and Xiao Chen's vitality was infinitely deeper than his. It was completely superior to him in terms of quality and quantity.

    Four moves, only four moves were used, which was three fewer moves than he lost to Lin Fei. Once again, Ma Yuan was stepped on by a rookie and became a stumbling block for them.

    Xiao Chen, who was about to step down, looked at the disappointed Ma Yuan and felt something in his heart. He stopped and said, "You didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself. Blood Shadow Sword Technique, one look at the murderous intent and the other  Invisible agility.¡±

    "But you are too impatient. You only want to defeat the opponent quickly, but you have not even used the blood shadow sword technique. If your mind is not stable, how can the sword skills and martial arts skills used be perfect."

    "Think about the moves you made. Are the blood and the shadow connected? There is no connection at all between the murderous aura and the invisible and agile aura. If you can really practice to a great level, even if you face an opponent who is a step above  , they won¡¯t be defeated in such an embarrassing manner.¡±

    At the same time, he was defeated at the hands of Lin Fei and Xiao Chen. If Ma Yuan could not think about it, it would become a demonic obstacle in his heart, and his progress in swordsmanship would be reversed.

    There are too few masters on the mainland who are famous for their swordsmanship. As a swordsman, Xiao Chen really doesn't want to see a swordsman who is the best and sinks into despair.

    On the audience stage, the great elder of the Shen Dao Sect saw this scene and smiled slightly: "This little guy is not old, but his state of mind is rare. I hope Ma Yuan can be more open-minded. After these two major defeats, maybe it was him.  An opportunity to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly.¡±

    Li Zaixuan, the great disciple of Shenmen Gate on the side, also nodded and said: "This person is not simple. As an outsider, he seems to know the essence of the blood shadow sword technique better than us."

    Lin Fei, a rookie who was also in the fifth group, curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "I pretend to be very similar. I only defeated Ma Yuan in four moves. If I use my full strength, I can defeat him in three moves."

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of his calm eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible solemnity, and he had a vague premonition in his heart that Xiao Chen would be his strong rival in the fifth group.

    After sitting down, Xiao Chen began to pay attention to the competition between a few acquaintances. Zuo Mo was very unlucky. He was assigned to the same group as Bai Zhan and ran into each other in the first battle.

    It seems that because of the relationship between Zuo Mo and Xiao Chen, Bai Zhan attacked very hard and had no intention of defeating Zuo Mo in a hurry.  He just kept grinding Zuo Mo, deliberately showing some small flaws from time to time, making Zuo Mo think there was still a chance and not admit defeat.

    As time went by, Zuo Mo's injuries became more and more serious, until he finally realized that there was no chance of defeating Bai Zhan.

    Bai Zhan laughed ferociously, and stretched out both palms. One palm was like a volcano erupting, sending heat waves to the sky, and the other palm was like flying snow, freezing to the bone.

    The two heavens of ice and fire merged into Zuo Mo's body, causing his face to turn red and white, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed out like a fountain. Before he could even admit defeat, he was beaten by Bai Zhan and completely lost his ability to fight.

    The battle on this day was completely wasted. I had no choice but to retire early, forever losing the chance to make it to the True Dragon Ranking.

    Bai Zhan, who defeated Zuo Mo, raised a sneer on his lips and looked at Xiao Chen with cold and vicious eyes.

    He silently told Xiao Chen that he deliberately disturbed Xiao Chen's state of mind and weakened his strength when he tortured his friends and during the battle.

    There was a strong murderous intention in his eyes, but Xiao Chen's heart was calm. If Bai Zhan wanted to disturb his state of mind, it would be a big mistake.

    His behavior not only failed to achieve the effect he wanted, but also brought him disaster that he could not escape from because he completely angered Xiao Chen!

    "Seed player Gong Yangyu is on the stage!"

    There were soft calls from behind, which brought Xiao Chen back from his thoughts. He looked up at the competition stage of the fifth group. Gong Yangyu was already standing on the stage with a strong robe and a long stick in hand.

    ??The stick was six feet long, blue-purple in color, and a head taller than a ram's feather. Circles of black garden patterns were drawn on the surface of the stick, making the entire stick look very heavy.

    His opponent was a male disciple from the Haotian Sect named Gao Jian. He used a rare large axe, and he and Gong Yangyu were walking in the same direction, both of which were open and closed.

    Being both disciples of the ten major sects, the two seemed to have known each other for a long time. Knowing that they were no match for each other, Gao Jian smiled softly and said, "Brother Gongyang, please show mercy."

    Gong Yangyu said softly: "Then just click on it."

    Without any pretense of being a master, after Gong Yangyu finished speaking, he spun the wooden stick in a circle with one hand, and the hunting wind sounded, causing Gao Jian to narrow his eyes.

    Boom boom!

    In the strong wind, two thunders sounded one after another. When the third thunder sounded, Gong Yangyu's footsteps started to move.

    The wind and thunder roared, and this stick, with the power of wind and thunder, went straight towards Huanglong.

    It was obviously just a simple movement, but in Gong Yangyu's hands, wind and thunder came out, full of momentum, and there was a vague demeanor of a great master.

    Gao Jian gave a soft drink, his feet sank, and his center of gravity pressed down. Taking the meaning of the tenacity of the old tree taking root, he held the giant ax in both hands, swung it fiercely, and faced it.

    boom!

    The ax blade struck the top of the stick, and the collision created a strong airflow, forming a violent whirlwind around the two of them, soaring upwards.

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    With a solid foundation, Gao Jian's block was quite satisfactory, but his strength was ultimately insufficient. The surging lightning that erupted from the tip of the stick knocked him back several steps.

    Gong Yangyu looked very serious, without any intention of looking down on the other party. He walked forward and walked seven steps quickly, leaving an afterimage in place with each step.

    The seven afterimages are holding wooden sticks, with different moves. At first glance, it looks like seven people are wielding sticks at the same time.

    Whoops!

    When the seven afterimages overlapped, the wooden stick in Gong Yangyu's hand passed through Gao Jian's hands at an incredible angle, passed through the giant axe, and pointed above his eyebrows.

    With just a slight exertion, Gong Yangyu's long stick can pierce Gao Jian's head.

    Whoosh!

    With one hand closed, Gong Yangyu's wooden stick rotated slightly in a circle, then placed it behind him, and said softly: "Process."

    Gao Jian smiled bitterly and jumped off the ring without saying a word.

    "It's so amazing. I didn't even see how the last stick was delivered."

    "Gong Yangyu's strength is quite stable, and he has made considerable progress compared to three years ago."

    "The seeded players are extraordinary. With just two simple moves, it is obvious that they are different from other rookies."

    After watching Gong Yangyu¡¯s game, the nearby warriors couldn¡¯t help but praise softly. In addition to strength, more people saw something else.

    Gong Yangyu's attack couldn't be said to be that amazing, at least it wasn't as subtle as Lin Fei's weird sword skills.

    But everyone didn¡¯t know why, they just felt that Gong Yangyu was very strong, even better than Lin Fei.

    Xiao Chen smiled slightly, but he could see through the truth at a glance. It was just two words, foundation.

    In his previous life, to put it simply, Lin Fei was a nouveau riche, stunningly beautiful, domineering, and sharp.  Gong Yangyu, on the other hand, has been famous for a long time. He has a restrained edge and a unique temperament. After a period of time, he may very well be the future stick master.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡¯You Only Know Which One Is Stronger and Weak) Only by Playing the Game))) You can say that the nouveau riche is flamboyant, but in your heart you must not look down on the strength of the nouveau riche.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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