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Chapter 339 Unnecessary pride (3(1/2)

Duanmu Sheng is a competitive person by nature. In terms of competitiveness, he is far better than Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong's words directly angered Duanmusheng.

Duanmusheng shouted angrily, holding the Overlord Spear in both hands, putting his feet on the ground, and leaped into the air.

The Overlord Spear dances with great vigor and fierceness.

Yu Shangrong strolled in the courtyard, retreating and hiding.

Huh, huh...

The gun head always stopped half an inch away from Yu Shangrong, unable to reach anyone.

The Overlord's gun was raised, and the shadow of the gun appeared from top to bottom.

Everyone exclaimed.

Relying solely on the strength of the body, the speed of the Overlord Spear has reached this point. It can be seen that the training in the waterfall during this period has made great progress. Everyone praised him repeatedly.

The speed of the Overlord Gun is getting faster and faster.

Ghost images appeared.

Hua Wudao nodded: "This is the Hundred Strikes of the Heavenly Yi Jue Overlord's Spear. With one burst of energy, hundreds of spear shadows can be produced. If it is filled with vitality, it can penetrate the four-character Liuhe Seal."

"It's Elder Hua who has a deeper understanding and has been taught a lot."

This sounds strange.

Can you not understand?

Hua Wudao had seen this move that started a prairie fire and struck a hundred blows countless times. For a while, even in his sleep, all he dreamed about were the shadows of the Overlord Spear's random thrusts.

"The next move of the Hundred Strikes of Fire is the Thousand Waves of Waves... It seems that the opponent is looking down on Duan Mu Sheng." Hua Wudao said.

"Thousands of waves?"

As soon as the words fell.

Then he saw the hundreds of shadows of the Overlord's Spear disappear, and then jumped up, stacking up the shadows of the spears.

Just when everyone thought that Yu Shangrong would suffer a loss for underestimating the enemy, Yu Shangrong smiled slightly and pulled out the sword of longevity.

Whoosh, whoosh!

He responded with faster sword speed, more extreme movements, and more exaggerated sword shadows.

Bang bang bang!

The two heavenly weapons collided and sparks flew everywhere!

Every sword hits the Overlord Spear!

Every sword strike is extremely accurate and flawless.

boom!

The last sword was raised from bottom to top, and hit the tip of the Overlord's spear in a "cutting" posture.

Before the thousand waves were completed, they flew backwards.

Duanmusheng flipped back in the air, and when he landed, he retreated due to the force. He took dozens of steps back. Bang, his back hit the stone wall, and some gravel fell to the ground.

Both sides stopped.

These were the two moves that Duanmusheng thought were the strongest, but they were so vulnerable in front of Yu Shangrong.

Duanmusheng was a little hard to accept!

Everyone who saw this scene was silent.

They were all shocked by Yu Shangrong's seemingly simple move.

Especially Pan Litian, Leng Luo and Hua Wudao.

A layman can watch the fun, while an expert can watch the door... They know how Yu Shangrong has developed such a proficient swordsmanship.

Duanmusheng clenched the Overlord Spear in dissatisfaction, looked at Yu Shangrong with a calm expression, and wanted to charge forward again.

Yu Shangrong said: "Give up."

He turned around, returned the Eternal Life Sword to its scabbard, and continued, "It's meaningless."

"Why is it meaningless?" Duanmusheng didn't understand. If you have to admit defeat when you meet a strong person, then how can you make progress in the future?

Yu Shangrong smiled slightly and did not explain.

Instead, he looked at the crowd watching the battle.

Is there not a single person who knows the goods in the huge Jinting Mountain?

The implication is, who of you can persuade this foolish young man?

Hua Wudao said: "Duanmu is born, there is no need to beat him."

"Even Elder Hua thinks I can't beat the second senior brother?" Duanmusheng frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

Hua Wudao coughed twice and said:

"When it comes to Mr. Second, whether it's swordsmanship or spear skills, they are all killing skills, and they have been tempered through life and death... Without enough training, no matter how long you practice in the waterfall, you will not be able to defeat Mr. Second."

Leng Luo nodded and said, "That's true."

Pan Litian also said: "I think so too."

Others looked at the old man in the Elderly Pavilion with suspicion.

Usually when they meet the disciples of Motian Pavilion, they call them by their first names.

Now when I meet Yu Shangrong, I call him "Mr. Second".

Isn’t this differential treatment?

Duanmusheng snorted coldly and said, "Not necessarily!"

He suddenly raised his gun and attacked more violently than before, attacking like an overwhelming force.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

I didn't expect him to attack suddenly.

Yu Shangrong smiled slightly, turned sideways and said softly:

"Too slow."

The gunfire was like rain, getting denser and denser.

It's dazzling to see.

Huh, huh...

The Overlord Gun brought about waves of gunfire.

"pick."

Yu Shangrong gestured upward, no longer retreating, but suddenly moving forward.

"retreat."

Duanmusheng really had to retreat, otherwise the Overlord Spear would be too long and unable to exert its power.

He just retreated.

Yu Shangrong approached again, faster than him.

"Back off again."

call!

The spear was raised upward.

One hundred and eighty degrees upward, swinging the arm in a large rotation.

"Not bad, but unfortunately, it's too slow."

Yu Shangrong has already arrived at Duanmusheng's side.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed helplessly.

This is the gap, the gap between heaven and earth.

Just when everyone thought that Duanmu Sheng would be defeated...

Duanmusheng suddenly burst out with vitality!

boom!

Radiate to all sides.

Yu Shangrong's cultivation base was already sealed, and he bore the brunt of the attack, as if he had been blown away by a blast of energy.

Volley backward!

call!
To be continued...
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