Twisted Realm

Clang! !

The strong sound of the collision of two wooden knives reverberated in the training ground.

Zhao Chuanwu thought that the blow that he thought would kill was actually blocked by Meng Xuan with no difficulty.

His shrunken pupils reflected Meng Xuan's terrifying eyes full of fine bloodshot eyes, and the corners of his mouth evoked an uncontrollable and slightly crazy smile.

A huge force came from the wooden sword.

Boo Boo! !

Zhao Chuanwu was pushed back three steps unconsciously by this huge force, and looked at Meng Xuan solemnly.

At this time, Meng Xuan, because of the shrinking pores all over his body, caused goose bumps on the surface of his skin, his cold hair stood upside down, and even his hair looked more fluffy. a feeling of.

"Secret stunt?"

Zhao Chuanwu saw Meng Xuan's sudden change, which brought him a sense of extreme danger. He couldn't help but blurt out, and his face became more solemn.

"I admit, I underestimated Chikun's swordsmanship."

Meng Xuan put the wooden knife beside him, trembling slightly all over his body, unable to restrain his urge to attack due to the surge of adrenaline.

The pain from his back reminded him that the wound had collapsed and blood was slowly flowing.

He was really careless. He originally thought that Zhao Chuanwu's strength was stronger than Isis at most.

That kind of hidden malicious trick is too threatening.

To be able to completely hide the maliciousness, if this is not a head-to-head confrontation, but a street fight, this guy hides in the dark and uses secret techniques to give himself a shot, I'm afraid he really can't stop it.

From this guy's standpoint, he can't beat himself in a head-to-head confrontation, and maybe there will be a street attack one day.

Meng Xuan's face was calm, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Thank you for teaching me a lesson."

Meng Xuan looked at Zhao Chuanwu, who was holding a wooden knife with a solemn face, and said softly.

At this moment, his understanding of Chikun's saber technique and his understanding of martial arts has deepened.

The true meaning of "control" in Chikun's saber technique actually has three points.

One is to control one's own strength, force into the slightest, sway freely, and explode the strongest force on the blade.

The second is to attack the location of the attack. With rich practical experience, elegant control of swordsmanship, and strong insight, control the location of swordsmanship and attack the enemy's weak points, such as Paodingjie Niu, to achieve the strongest kill with the smallest force.

In the end, it is to control one's own mental will, restrain the killing intent, and move according to one's heart, such as prey swooping in, poisonous snakes spitting letters, quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit, and not giving the enemy any time to react.

Regarding the three points of "swordsmanship" control, the first and third points were all taught to him by Zhao Chuanwu. It is not an exaggeration to say that Zhao Chuanwu was his enlightenment teacher of swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, the positions are different.

Today, after leaving this venue, he will not allow Zhao Chuanwu to threaten him again.

He wanted Zhao Chuanwu to never be able to pick up a knife from now on.

"Today I will also teach you a lesson..."

Meng Xuan stood up and took a deep breath.

Whoosh! !

With his blood source fully on, he burst out with a terrifying speed.

Swing the knife, hack and slash! !

Clang! !

The two wooden knives collided with each other, making a strong noise.

"This guy!!"

Zhao Chuanwu was slashed by this knife, and his mouth was in severe pain, and his entire arm was a little numb.

The speed and strength have increased so much? !

What kind of secret technique is this? ! !

Zhao Chuanwu suddenly realized that he had practiced martial arts for ten years, but at this moment he could not see what skills Meng Xuan was using.

brush! ! !

The second chop followed with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

Zhao Chuanwu, whose arms were still a little numb, could hardly avoid the extremely fast slashing, so he could only passively raise his sword to block again.

Dang dang dang dang! !

The loud collision of wooden knives made the ears of the onlookers squeak and their scalps tingle.

Meng Xuan was like a mad bull, slashing like a brute force that didn't want money, while Zhao Chuanwu could only keep raising his sword to block, and at the same time kept retreating, trying to release his strength.

"This······"

Akto, Xia Kerou, Ciel, and Seviya couldn't help but open their mouths. They were beaten like dogs just now, so why did they suddenly become as violent as taking medicine?

Zhao Chuanwu gritted his teeth and kept blocking. He didn't believe how much physical strength Meng Xuan had to be able to slash so desperately. As long as he didn't fall down, when Meng Xuan was exhausted, he still had a chance to fight back.

This person has a problem and absolutely cannot stay!

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, he had to wait for the opportunity to counterattack, one hit would kill him.

Click! !

Suddenly, he vaguely heard a faint sound.

Zhao Chuanwu's face changed drastically.

This guy is not madly slashing aimlessly, but is using the huge force and the precise control of Chikun Dao Technique to continue to slash at the similar position of his wooden sword, the purpose is to cut off his wooden sword!

This lunatic, how could anyone be fighting to cut off other people's weapons? !

What's more, this is the top wooden knife with hard black walnut wood!

But Meng Xuan did succeed!

Zhao Chuanwu madly wanted to retreat, and if he was hit again, the wooden knife in his hand might really be broken.

But Meng Xuan slashed so many knives, how could he give him this chance, a progressive leaping slash chased across a distance of two or three meters, and slashed towards Zhao Chuanwu's neck.

Zhao Chuanwu had to raise his sword to block.

Click! !

A louder sound came.

Half of the wooden knife flew out.

Zhao Chuanwu looked at the broken knife in his hand absentmindedly, and shouted at the fastest speed: "I recognize..."

But Meng Xuan didn't plan to let him finish his words~www.wuxiax.com~ The whistling wooden knife slashed down, hitting the bone of Zhao Chuanwu's right shoulder joint.

Click! !

This time, it was the sound of bones shattering. Zhao Chuanwu was slashed three or four meters away by the knife. His entire shoulder was deformed, and he was half-knelt on the ground.

He clutched his deformed shoulder, endured the severe pain, and looked at Meng Xuan with a distorted face, his eyes filled with hatred.

Meng Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the knife ready to attack again.

Zhao Chuanwu's eyes made him vigilant, and he wanted to abolish Zhao Chuanwu more thoroughly.

However, others will not give him this opportunity.

"Leading martial arts!!!"

Everyone in Tianhe Swordsmanship Hall stood up instantly, rushed up together, surrounded Zhao Chuanwu, and glared at Meng Xuan, but no one dared to make a rash move.

Meng Xuan's strength is obvious to all. Even Zhao Chuanwu is not an opponent. How can they resist?

The people from the Blacktail Martial Arts Academy also immediately surrounded Meng Xuan, and the people from Chaotianhe Swordsmanship Academy, who were not to be outdone, glared.

This is their territory. If they win the battle, they will be afraid that the Tianhe Sword Art Museum will fail?

"Go! Go back to the Sword Art Museum first."

Zhao Chuanwu, who was surrounded by the crowd at Tianhe Swordsmanship Museum, covered his shoulders, endured the pain, and said with a pale face.

The people at the Black O Budokan did not block, nor did they stand in the way. After all, they were standing behind the Angel Gang.

Watching Zhao Chuanwu lead the people from the Tianhe Swordsmanship Hall to quickly leave the Blacktail Martial Arts Hall, he remembered the look Zhao Chuanwu looked at him just now.

This feud is a dead end.

Meng Xuan's face is calm. Sometimes life is like this. Maybe the starting point is just a small thing, but because of some slightly different choices, in the end it is a life-and-death outcome.