The two collided, and to everyone's expectation, the scene where Wang Teng's fist was burned to ashes by the True Fire Brahma did not appear. The golden skin on the fist suddenly became a little more dazzling, and it flowed without a sound.
The breath of death.
The sneer on Zhao Wuji's face immediately froze, and he didn't understand why the real fire didn't have the desired effect. Before he could think about it, the terrifying power carried by the fist came with a buzzing sound, like an overwhelming force.
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The terrifying force pressed down on him, and Zhao Wuji's fingers suddenly bent, his face changed dramatically, and he took four or five steps back in embarrassment before he slowly stopped the ferocious energy.
Seeing this, countless students watching around were stunned.
"His physical body can actually block my true fire." Suppressing the severe pain from his fingers, Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, and a touch of shock appeared in his heart.
You know, even if a master at the master level faces real fire, it is not easy. A boy who has not yet reached the master level has caught it with his physical body. It is really unbelievable. He frowned, thinking of the layer that appeared on Wang Teng's skin just now.
With golden light, Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered for a moment, and he thought secretly: "This guy may have practiced an extremely weird body-refining technique so that he is not afraid of real fire."
Although he understood this, Zhao Wuji's astonishment did not diminish at all. Usually, the body-refining techniques circulated on the mainland are only used by ordinary people with low talents to strengthen their bodies, and they are not on the stage at all.
.It is truly unheard of for anyone to be able to cultivate a body as powerful as Wang Teng's.
Looking at his fist which was only slightly red but had no real damage, Wang Teng couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as he practiced the Rong Bing physical skills. Without this technique to protect his physical body, he would not have suffered only this slight injury.
Of course, even though he knew that the fusion weapon training technique could block the burning of Samadhi True Fire, Wang Teng would not naively think that he could ignore the True Fire. After all, as the strength of the masters increased, the area of the condensed True Fire also increased.
It was getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature was getting more terrifying. In that case, he didn't dare to ensure that he would still be safe and sound.
Fortunately, Zhao Wuji is just a novice who has better stepped into the realm of a master. The Samadhi True Fire he has condensed is extremely weak, so he doesn't need to worry too much at the moment.
"Junior brother, I really underestimate you." Clenching his fists, Zhao Wuji looked at Wang Teng with less contempt and more solemnity. No matter how low the other party's status was, with this body,
Just can't be careless.
"However, these are far from enough for you." Zhao Wuji shouted with a slightly sinister look in his eyes.
Wang Teng shook his head. Since he had come forward, he could not give up halfway. Moreover, after reaching the peak of the ninth level of the Martial King, he was also eager to know how big the gap was between himself and the martial arts master.
"Okay, I will let you know that even without the True Fire of Samadhi, you cannot compete with a strong master." Being blocked by a young boy in full view of the public, Zhao Wuji's anger finally burned completely, and his fingers flashed with brilliance.
In a flash, the sword light suddenly appeared, and when he was fighting the iron-winged dragon eagle, the snake-shaped cyan long sword appeared in his hand again.
This is the sword that Zhao Wuji made after swallowing the blood of the dragon python, using the spine of the dragon python and asking the elders of the Holy Academy to refine it. It is of such high grade that there are few students in the entire Holy Academy who can compare with it.
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His eyes narrowed, Wang Teng did not dare to be careless, and with a clang, he also took out the Dragon Falling Ancient Sword.
Seeing the clumsy strange sword in Wang Teng's hand, Zhao Wuji was stunned, and then sneered disdainfully. He didn't believe that a mere handyman disciple could compete with him even with the weapon in his hand.
"Look at the sword!" With a cold shout, Zhao Wuji suddenly pounced again, the snake sword covered with a layer of cyan sword energy pointing directly at Wang Teng's Tianling Cap.
Looking at the tip of the sword getting closer and closer, Wang Teng's face was calm, and he moved strangely and struck hard. With a clang, the weapons collided, sending out a ball of dazzling sparks.
Pressed by the unparalleled force, Zhao Wuji's face changed slightly, his body stagnated, and the direction of the long sword was slightly shifted. Unexpectedly, the clumsy ancient sword in Wang Teng's hand had such heavy pressure, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
, secretly cursing in his heart: "Why is this guy so weird with weapons?" Knowing that he couldn't force himself, Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, and his body was like a slippery dragon snake, wrapping around Wang Teng in a circle. When it came
When he reached his back, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slashed at the back of Wang Teng's head with a sword.
A fierce sword wind came from behind. The hair on Wang Teng's back stood up, but Wang Teng didn't look back at all. The ancient sword in his hand spun in a circle, then went around the back in an incredible arc and touched the opponent's sword tip.
superior.
The sword light was blocked again. Zhao Wuji's eyes condensed, and his body moved, turning into an afterimage, and kept drawing out his sword. After swallowing the blood of the dragon and python, his speed was much faster than ordinary people. He thought that he had quick breaking power, and relied on his profound
This state will definitely tire this kid to death!
Faced with such a dense attack, Wang Teng was not to be outdone, and used Feiyun Footwork to face the enemy head-on. Although this footwork was only of the third level, Wang Teng's physical strength, agility and explosive power should not be underestimated.
Feiyun Bufa is not afraid of others' speed advantage.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
There was silence on the top of the mountain, except for the two groups of shadows that were constantly intertwining and the battle between swords flashing from time to time. Everyone nearby watched without blinking.
Grandmaster-level students are high in the North Peak and rarely take action. A handyman disciple can fight with Zhao Wuji without falling behind. While they were surprised by Wang Teng's performance, most people were also a little excited.
Seeing that Wang Teng could actually fight against Zhao Wuji in the same chamber, Zhang Yunfan's face gradually turned pale, and there was a hint of shock in his heart. Unexpectedly, even Zhao Wuji and Wang Teng, who had suddenly become masters of martial arts, could also
confrontation.
Suddenly I remembered my hostility towards him, and felt some inexplicable regret in my heart...
Looking at the battle in the sky with a solemn expression, He Mingyue's beautiful eyes also showed a hint of brilliance. Generally speaking, there is an insurmountable gap between the Grandmaster and the King of Martial Arts. Except for the special few genius-level disciples in the Holy Academy,
It is rare to hear of an example of someone being able to compete with a Grandmaster in the King of Martial Realm. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but have a horrifying thought in her heart. Could it be that this humble servant in front of her could be comparable to those geniuses?
What surprised him the most was the age of the other party. He had reached this stage at the age of twenty. This kind of talent was probably something that even those geniuses with high status in the Holy Court had not achieved back then.
Unconsciously, He Mingyue seemed to see a talent with unlimited potential, rising slowly on the north peak like the rising sun.
