"Give me advice is out of the question. I admit that you may have something to teach you now."
Wang Meng said this, but he was not convinced in his heart.
Seeing that Cao Su was powerful and had no chance to take advantage of him, he prepared to take the initiative to attack.
As soon as he took the long knife into his hands, streams of blue-purple thunder light traveled along his body, turning into weak thunder power and appearing on his body.
At the same time, the blade's surface was tempered by lightning, making it appear sharper.
The thunder exploded, and a soft chirping sound was emitted.
"Come!"
Wang Meng suddenly became excited, and a flash of lightning flashed deep in his eyes.
The next moment, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body was like thunder, streaking across the space.
Sizzling——
Cao Su's untied long hair was raised back and he held a horizontal sword behind his back.
The moment Wang Meng pounced, he started to block.
Just listen to the sound of "dang——".
Where the two met, there was a loud explosion-like sound.
A burst of internal energy spread in all directions in the form of a shock wave.
In the raised dust, two figures were clearly visible.
Wang Meng's sword fell on his head, and Cao Su held on to the back of the sword to block it.
The Thunder Sword is both fast and powerful. Wang Meng's Thunder Sword has been trained to the transformation state. Once the sword is released, it is extremely powerful.
But Cao Su was able to resist this sword forcefully, and the internal energy in his body was surging, like a surging river, continuous and continuous.
Wang Meng felt the power of his sword.
It was overwhelming at first.
But after running into Cao Su's sword, he felt that the sword became slower and heavier.
Cao Su's sword was very powerful, causing a certain amount of interference, and the swords around him also slowed down.
"open!"
Wang Meng roared angrily, and the muscles all over his body swelled instantly.
A surge of power from his Dantian helped Wang Meng push forward. Under heavy pressure, Cao Su turned sideways on the blade, pulling the opponent's force downwards.
Wang Meng took advantage of the situation, and with a flash of cold light, he picked up his knife and struck it at Cao Su's chest.
This sword technique is dangerous and Cao Su cannot avoid it.
The cold blade was only 0.01 centimeters away from Cao Su's chest.
"Uh-huh!
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Wang Meng's thunder knife was empty.
At the critical moment, Cao Su used the Wind Step to get out of the way.
The figure swayed and was ten feet away.
"Your body skills are good, not as bad as you said, right?"
Wang Meng was shocked.
Cao Su has always said that his movement skills are not good, and he has no good way to deal with those warriors who have extremely fast movement skills.
Therefore, Wang Meng's preconceived notion has always been that Cao Su's bad body skills may mean that he cannot even achieve basic "flexibility".
Unexpectedly, Cao Su's revealed physical skills were not weak at all.
It even formed a phantom in the air to interfere with the enemy.
Cao Su in the distance was silent for a while.
The Wind Walk only has this effect, and it's a really good special move to dodge the enemy.
But if it is a pursuit or a small-scale pursuit, it will not be so prominent.
When he was in Xiaotao Town before, even Feng Huan'er couldn't do anything.
"Don't leave, I'll stab you again."
Wang Meng was completely excited. He let out a strange scream and rushed towards Cao Su with a knife.
The figure turned into lightning, which was especially clear in the dark night.
The martial arts arena was handed over to Cao Su and Wang Meng. Outside the martial arts arena, the eager people who had been waiting for a long time could not restrain themselves and poured into the arena to watch.
Just now, Cao Su and everyone had said that when teaching martial arts, one should not eavesdrop or peek.
But during the discussion, everyone’s criticisms and corrections are welcome.
So everyone rushed into the martial arts arena, and at a glance they saw Wang Meng pressing Cao Su and rushing towards him.
The sword's light was sharp, and there were countless lightning flashes.
"General Wang is really powerful. The appearance of this thunder sword is the top advanced sword technique. If it is placed in the city of God, it will be regarded as a treasure by every sect."
In a warrior's training, Kung Fu plays an important role.
Many warriors in the martial arts world need to fight constantly for a skill that is suitable for them to practice.
And warriors like Cao Su who have already practiced in the army have relatively less headaches with their skills.
Whether it is Cao Su's Nilong Sword or Wang Meng's Thunder Sword, they have already touched the threshold of first-class martial arts.
Everyone cheered for Wang Meng. After all, Wang Meng had also entered the fourth rank. From the perspective of realm, he was a powerful man who could rival Cao Su.
Cao Su's record is more outstanding, but many of his things cannot be used.
The soul-catching boy cannot be used, and the opponent with the mysterious jade hegemonic body cannot activate it.
Cao Su was competing with Wang Meng in the most ordinary state, relying on pure martial arts and his surging energy and inner strength.
The more Wang Meng fought, the more surprised he became.
Cao Su's strength was so strong that on average, each strike required at least 50,000 kilograms of strength.
Can such terrifying strength really be achieved by a fourth-grade warrior?
Wang Meng's sword skills were fine, but after every confrontation with Cao Su, his arms were a little numb.
After fighting for more than ten rounds, his attacks became more and more fierce, and his sword skills were like a violent storm.
"General Wang is so powerful, after all, he is in the old strength realm."
"Cao Pingxi is still young and will have the opportunity to break through to a higher level in the future. Seeing him today is enough to see his potential."
"Both of them are kings of swordsmanship. An ordinary fourth-level swordsman might not be able to beat them."
Several low-level soldiers who were watching the battle were talking about it.
The high-ranking soldiers did not speak, especially Zhang Ke, Li Li and others who had broken through to the strength level, their brows furrowed.
Li Li said: "I can't see clearly, but General Wang's attack is a bit messy. He seems to be unable to control his strength stably."
Zhang Ke supported Li Li's point of view for the first time. The two of them had always had opposite ideas: "If the general wins, if he attacks like this, he will be unable to stop the counterattack within twenty rounds."
Predictions that don't mention the last name are all hooligans. The two people fighting are both generals. How to tell the difference?
Everyone subconsciously thought that Zhang Ke was talking about Cao Su.
Only when addressing Cao Su, everyone would directly call him "general" or "sir", and everyone else would have a surname.
Not long after Zhang Ke finished speaking.
The discussion between Cao Su and Wang Meng on the court has entered a fierce stage.
The terrifying sound of explosions when the two men were fighting could be heard in the air, and strong winds blew from where the two men were fighting to everyone.
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Cao Su shouted angrily, stimulating Wang Meng to attack more quickly.
Wang Meng's sword was like a tornado, blowing towards Cao Su's door.
Cao Su swung his figure and drew out the horizontal sword in his hand. In the fierce sword light, the horizontal sword came out like a poisonous dragon, and instantly struck Wang Meng's sword.
"Ding--"
There was a soft sound, and the two men's swords touched each other.
Wang Meng turned over to dodge and passed by Cao Su's side.
Cao Su withdrew the long sword with his backhand, then took the time to raise his foot, just in front of Wang Meng.
Wang Meng had no choice but to raise his arms to block.
"Peng!"
His whole body was shot high into the sky by Cao Su like a cannonball.
After rolling several times, I managed to regain my balance and stumbled to the ground, losing all my strength.
"ah?"
The onlookers felt that just now Wang Meng was suppressing Cao Su and fighting with majesty.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were separated from each other, and Cao Su knocked the opponent away with a kick.
The flying action was very cool. After Wang Meng landed, he did not take the initiative to attack again.
The two of them seemed to have decided the winner.
Cao Su won?
Neither of the two people on the court spoke. After Wang Meng calmed down his raging blood, he smiled and laughed very freely: "I should have given up my position as the owner of the museum to you a long time ago."
Cao Su shook his head and said with a smile: "The host is joking."
Did Cao Su really win? Wang Meng couldn't defeat Cao Su?
After everyone listened to the conversation between the two, they understood that Cao Su had the upper hand.
Cao Su did not have the humility to say that he did not win. If he won, he would win. If he lost, he would lose. There is no need to hide it.
Wang Meng was very emotional, remembering that when Cao Su first entered the martial arts gym, he was still a very thin young man.
At the time, Cao Su didn't even have any martial arts skills and no foundation. He was just a recorder and a non-staff member of the martial arts school.
Now Cao Su is in a high position and has more power than him in martial arts.
It was really three years in Hedong and three years in Hexi. In terms of martial arts talent, Cao Su was the strongest among the people he had ever seen.
I really made a mistake at the beginning. If I had known that Cao Su was so strong, I should have shamelessly accepted him as his disciple. I didn't expect that Tang Yangfeng would take the lead now.
Thinking of Tang Yangfeng, Wang Meng finally remembered Tang Yangfeng's instructions.
He said: "Cao Su, your master Tang Yangfeng returned to Pingcheng after the Pingcheng Rebellion and inherited my martial arts gym. The martial arts gym now run by Tang Yangfeng should be the largest martial arts gym in Pingcheng."
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"He asked me to tell you that Fuhu Fist is not the ultimate martial art. If you can use Fuhu Fist as the basis and supplement it with some other martial arts, you can hopefully take Fuhu Fist to a higher level."
"He will be like this for the rest of his life. His talent is limited and he cannot practice Fuhu Fist to a higher level. He believes that you can definitely do it."
Wang Meng touched the steel needle-like beard on his chin and said with a smile.
Cao Su smiled bitterly and said nothing. It was a bit late to tell this information. He had already practiced the Fuhu Fist into the Vajra Fuhu Fist. He didn't know if this was considered a higher level of Fuhu Fist?
Or is this just his unique creation combined with other martial arts?
It is difficult to innovate from scratch, but after adapting some basics, Cao Su is now very comfortable, and he even feels that he is very suitable for such projects.
Cao Su's heart moved and he asked: "The war in Pingcheng has subsided. Did Master Tang encounter any difficulties after returning to Pingcheng?"
When Cao Su asked Wang Meng, he was not sure: "There shouldn't be any difficulties, right? Otherwise, the martial arts gym wouldn't be so prosperous."
Old comrades in their 60s and 70s can still achieve this level of success when starting a business. I think they have taken care of all aspects.
Cao Su thought to himself that it looked like he didn't need his support anymore.
With his current status, if he returns to Pingcheng, the new city lord of Pingcheng will have to call him "Sir" and obediently give up his seat to him.
Helping Tang Yangfeng solve some minor troubles is just a matter of words, it's a piece of cake.
Wang Meng smiled and said: "But you should go back and take a look if you have the chance. Among the martial artists who came out of Pingcheng, you are now the well-deserved number one in history."
Cao Su smiled happily, it didn't matter whether he was first or not.
The further you go up, the more you can feel the vastness of the martial arts journey, with no end in sight.
Maybe the so-called first-grade martial artist with a ceiling is just a glimpse into the door.
If you don't stand high, you will never know how small you are.