At first no one else could see what Bai Cangdong wanted to do, and only some people with special eyesight could realize it.
But as Ba Yue Zhan gradually changed, everyone gradually saw that something was wrong.
"No, is he trying to upgrade the secret level of a scribe to the level of a real person?"
"Is it really possible? Isn't this too exaggerated?"
"Suddenly I feel a little pitiful for Master Lian Shan. He is being treated as a test stone and not considered as an opponent at all."
"Although it is not uncommon to raise the level of a secret skill in battle, it is usually only when you feel it in the battle center and have a flash of inspiration, and you can raise the level of the secret skill in one go, and usually it is only one level.
It’s just a minor level. Is it really okay for someone like him to insist on raising the level with one sword after another, and then to a major level?”
"Looking at his secret technique, it is indeed very different from before, and it may not be impossible for him to succeed."
Xue Michen's head was covered with black lines: "We agreed to have a good sword fight? Do you call this a good sword fight? If you don't show off, you will die?"
Wang Si smiled slightly: "Sure enough, he is more interesting."
Xue Lihai looked serious, watching whether Bai Cangdong could successfully raise the level of Ba Yue Zhan.
Zhou Qianyan gritted her teeth, wishing she could slap Bai Cangdong to the ground, tear out his tendons and bones, and send him to hell forever without reincarnation, so that the anger in his heart could be eliminated.
"Zhou Han, after Master Lianshan is defeated, you go out and kill him." Zhou Qianyan stared at Bai Candong resentfully and said word by word to the master in black robe beside him.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he could no longer see the possibility of Master Lianshan winning.
"Okay." Zhou Han responded coldly, his face expressionless, but a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Qin Yuxi looked at Bai Cangdong on the stage, her beautiful eyes flashing with brilliance: "I didn't expect that this rogue, although he has no talent in practicing body skills, he seems to be quite talented in the way of swordsmanship. It seems that he has great hope to master this rogue."
The level of a secret skill has been upgraded, and this secret skill should not have been a sword skill before, but more of a sword skill. At this time, it has gradually evolved towards a sword skill. If it can really be upgraded to a real person level and completely transformed into a sword skill,
This is quite astonishing.”
Of all the people, the one who felt the deepest feeling was naturally Lianshan Zhenren who was in it and was Bai Candong's opponent.
At the beginning, when Bai Cangdong launched Ba Yue Slash, he could easily dodge it, but the artistic conception did not make him feel too much pressure, and he was able to counterattack with ease.
But after fifty swords, Master Lian Shan began to feel a great deal of pressure, and he no longer spoke sarcastically to Bai Candong.
After a hundred sword blows, Master Lian Shan could only muster up all his energy to resist and dodge Bai Candong's sword, and it was difficult to find a chance to counterattack.
Two hundred swords later, Master Lian Shan only felt that the heavy sword in Bai Candong's hand seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, so big that it almost occupied all his sight. It seemed that wherever he dodge, he would be struck by the heavy sword, even if he dodged Ba Yue Zhan.
The attacks became extremely difficult, as if a huge boulder was pressing on his chest, and even breathing became difficult.
After five hundred swords, Bai Cangdong slashed with a sword, and Master Lianshan could only retreat. He took a few steps back after a slash, and took a few steps back with a slash. His face was ashen, and he did not dare to dodge or raise his sword to meet him.
He just stepped back step by step, as if if he stopped, he and his sword would be cut in half by the terrifying heavy sword.
Although the martial arts arena is large, it will eventually end. When Master Lian Shan hit the outer wall of the martial arts arena covered with formations, his heart suddenly became cold. Seeing Bai Cangdong slashing down with his sword, his face was horrified, and he desperately raised the sword in his hand.
A long sword, but the long sword seemed weak and weak, and even the light of the sword seemed faint and invisible.
It’s not that Lianshan Zhenren’s sword light has declined, but that his Taoist heart has collapsed. Under the pressure of Bai Cangdong’s heavy sword, he no longer has any fighting spirit. He has completely lost the courage he had in the previous battle. There is only
Due to the fear of death, the swordsmanship cannot be as powerful as it was at the beginning.
"I surrender!" Seeing the heavy sword slashing at him, Master Lianshan's sword was only halfway out. He suddenly abandoned the sword and closed his eyes and shouted. His face was full of panic, his body was trembling, and his heart was completely broken.
The heavy sword almost stopped less than three inches away from the head of Master Lianshan. With such a powerful sword power, Bai Candong stopped at the command, and stopped without any reluctance. With a wave of his backhand, he
The black iron heavy sword is held upside down by the side, looking very relaxed and carefree, without any reluctance to forcibly close the sword.
Without even looking at Master Lian Shan, Bai Candong turned his eyes to Zhou Qianyan in the stands: "This man's swordsmanship is so bad that he is not even qualified to ask me to return the sword and defend the sword. He is really boring. Let's have a real sword fight."
The masters come to the stage to fight."
"Kill him." Zhou Qianyan tightened her palms and almost broke the folding fan in her hand. Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of resentment and hatred.
The real people who appeared before lost, they lost. How can they lose as badly as Zhenren Lianshan? Zhou Qianyan felt that all his face was completely lost by Zhenren Lianshan, and it seemed that all the real people in the stands of the martial arts arena,
They all looked at him with strange eyes, which made him feel ashamed and angry, and the hatred towards Bai Cangdong in his heart had reached the extreme.
Zhou Han responded, got up and walked slowly towards the martial arts arena. However, the frightened Master Lian Shan had already covered his face and ran out of the martial arts arena as if he was running away. He didn't know whether he was afraid or ashamed.
"Zhou Han of the Zhou family has learned from Master Bai's skills." Zhou Han went to the martial arts arena, walked to the opposite side of Bai Candong, looked at Bai Candong lukewarmly and said.
"Please." Bai Cangdong remained as still as a mountain, holding the black iron epee upside down and looking at Zhou Han calmly.
At this time, there was an unspeakable emotion spreading in Bai Cangdong's heart, like the moon filling the earth, like the rising and falling of the tide, like the wind hitting the earth, like the rain moistening all things.
It's hard to put into words, I just feel like everything is in my palm and everything is in my sword.
In the past, Ba Yue Zhan Ba Lie Wushuang always moved forward without retreating, and went away without returning. Although it was dust-free, it was also unrestrained and difficult to send and receive according to one's heart.
However, Bai Cangdong felt a little different now. Although he had the urge to collapse mountains with a sword in his heart, he also had a strange feeling that he had it all in his heart and had everything under control.
Now Bai Candong is eager to draw his sword, but he refuses to draw it. Inexplicable emotions are surging in his heart. He has a feeling that as long as this sword is struck, Ba Yue Zhan will definitely have a major breakthrough.
There was a knife in Zhou Han's hand, a giant knife that was even more exaggerated than the black iron epee in Bai Candong's hand. The knife was almost two meters long, and the blade was as wide as two hands side by side. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it shone people
There was a creepy cold light, but the back of the knife was extremely thick. It looked quite strange. It didn't look like a knife being held in someone's hand, but more like a guillotine used to execute prisoners on death row.