[Chapter 1042 Simulate the body of the King of Moonlight!] (3 more)
[Chapter 1042: Simulating the body of the Treasure Moonlight King!] (3 updates)
Seeing Feng Ziyue perform the Cold Moon Soul Burial Poetry Sword Technique, not only the students in Suzaku Academy were dumbfounded, but even the teaching deacon and others couldn't believe it.
This is an untold secret of the Moon Lord Temple. How could Feng Ziyue be able to use it?
People who are well-informed know that Feng Ziyue just went to the Moon Lord Temple as a guest three days ago, that is, before the fight with the little overlord Tie Bofu, and it was said that he was meeting with the Great Priest.
Could it be that it was at that time that the Great Priest passed down the Lengyue Poetry Soul Burial Sword Technique to him?
"Is that really the sword technique of Leng Yue's Soul Burial Poetry? Isn't this sword technique a secret that is not taught in the Moon Lord Temple? How can the Great Priest teach it to others privately?"
"That's for sure. This is the body of the Treasure Moonlight King. It's absolutely unmistakable..."
The sword technique of Leng Yue Burying the Soul of Poetry is very famous, and this technique of Precious Moonlight King Body is a peerless technique capable of both offense and defense. Not many people have seen it, but too many people have heard of it.
"But even if the Great Priest sacrificed this swordsmanship to Feng Ziyue regardless of taboos, but... it has only been three days! It has only been three days, how could Feng Ziyue..."
The time when Feng Ziyue saw the Great Priest was only three days ago!
In three days, even if the Great Priest offered all his money to teach him, how could Feng Ziyue be able to practice this swordsmanship to such a level?
A monster genius!
This kid is truly a monster-like genius!
Everyone exclaimed in unison. Bai Zhiwei's face turned pale, her fists were clenched, and her nails were deeply embedded in the tender flesh of her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
"No...no..."
The Jian Chi next to her shook his head slightly.
"This is not the sword technique of Leng Yue Burying the Soul of Poetry!"
Although his voice was low, it was decisive.
Bai Zhiwei was startled, "Senior Brother Jian Chi, this is obviously the body of the Treasure Moonlight King buried in the soul of poetry buried in Leng Yue. How could you say it's not..."
"This is not the sword technique of Lengyue Burying the Soul of Poetry..."
Jian Chi repeated it, with a look of leisurely fascination on his face, and even more admiration in his tone.
"He used infinite mystical sword techniques to imitate the Moonlight King Body, the highest secret treasure among the sword techniques of Leng Yue's Burial of Poetic Souls. This... this is much more difficult than learning the sword technique of Leng Yue's Burial of Poetic Souls!"
"The precious moonlight king's body and the moonlight are all illusions. That's fine. However, this infinite mystery of swordsmanship is between reality and reality. It changes unpredictably. It seems virtual and real, and it seems real and virtual. This punch strikes
I don’t know if Mr. Guo Feng’s body killed him or failed completely. Even the person who punched him doesn’t know..."
"This move is the essence of the infinite mysteries of swordsmanship, where life is the only way to death, neither life nor death!"
"This is much more difficult than learning a peerless swordsmanship in three days!"
Bai Zhiwei was stunned and even began to doubt her ears, "Wha...what?"
The Treasure Moonlight King's Body is a unique offensive and defensive move in Leng Yue's Burial Poetry Soul. Feng Ziyue can actually imitate it with other swordsmanship. How weird and incredible is this?
Moreover, this also means that the Great Priest did not teach him the Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul Sword Technique - if he really knew the Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul Sword Technique, he would naturally not have to go to such trouble and use the Infinite Mysteries Sword Technique.
simulation.
On the premise that he didn't know the sword technique of Lengyue Burial Poetry Soul, how did he realize the secret of Baoyueguang King's body, and how did he simulate it with the infinite mystery sword technique?
Bai Zhiwei is known as a child goddess, she is thoughtful and wise, but this time, she really can't figure it out no matter what.
Her face turned green and white, and it was probably the first time she had lost her composure in front of the public since she became famous.
Feng Ziyue really doesn’t know how to use the Lengyue Burial of Poetry Soul sword technique.
There were several key points in this sword technique that even after observing them with the Six Gods of Heavenly Sword for a long time, he could not understand them. He could only understand the meaning of the sword.
But he still couldn't do it if he was asked to use the Lengyue Soul Burying Poetry Sword Technique.
When he realized the meaning of the sword, he naturally deduced the final transformation of Leng Yue's Burial Poetry Soul, the body of the King of Treasure Moonlight, but it was usually difficult for him to perform this unique move.
But today, under the oppression of the little overlord Tie Bo Fu's Dajiang countercurrent fist, Feng Ziyue was blessed in his soul, and suddenly realized the infinite mysteries of swordsmanship, only life and death, the realm of neither life nor death. In that moment, he realized
Completely, he immediately used the infinite mystical sword technique to simulate the sword intention of Leng Yue Burying the Soul of Poetry, and used this move to display the Treasure Moonlight King Body!
As soon as this move came out, all the power of Tie Bo Fu's punch was absorbed. Seeing that Tie Bo Fu's face turned livid, his punch missed, his body leaned forward, and he was completely defenseless!
Feng Ziyue gave a long laugh, and his body swayed, turning from virtual to real, a trace of redness flashed across his face. When the sword light was combined, there was only a roaring sound, and the full force of the river's countercurrent that had just been absorbed was spurted out!
The power of this punch is so strong that Tie Bofu himself cannot resist it. What's more, at this time, his moves are old and he can't fight back. He can only grit his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood, shout, and punch again.
Blast out!
It's still the fist of Dajiang, but this time he is at the end of his strength, not to mention lack of preparation. Where is the opponent of the previous punch? There is only a roaring sound, the two fists collide, Tie Bofu cannot resist, and blood spurts from his mouth.
, like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down!
boom!
His body hit the high dome of the martial arts arena and fell heavily to the ground. Countless smoke and dust rose up. He looked ferocious, but he couldn't get up no matter what.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
Tie Bo Fu screamed with hatred, but it was a lucky escape. At this time, there was no way he could fight again!
In this decisive battle, the winner has been decided!
The rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, and the changes were so sudden that all the students were dazzled and speechless for a long time.
A moment ago, it was Tie Bofu who had the upper hand with his fist of the counter current of the river. Seeing that Feng Ziyue was about to be destroyed by the power of this fist, he did not expect that Feng Ziyue would display the Treasure Moonlight King Body in such a defiant way.
The defensive moves counterattacked the force of the punch, suddenly turning the outcome upside down.
Tie Bofu asked for trouble and lost miserably!
At this moment, Feng Ziyue's strength was truly revealed. The students in Suzaku Academy were as silent as a cicada and no longer dared to have any evil thoughts.
Bai Zhiwei clenched her fists, sweat dripped down her back, but she still tried her best to maintain a stiff smile on her face.
"Junior Sister Zhiwei, did you see it?"
The swordsman smiled indifferently. He was still immersed in the mystery of Feng Ziyue's infinite mysterious sword skills just now, but he also kindly reminded Bai Zhiwei a few words.
"Master Feng's martial arts is no longer at a level that we can detect. It's better for you to abstain from the year-end competition, so as not to end up like this Tie Bo Fu..."
Bai Zhiwei's complexion changed and she said seriously: "I appreciate Senior Brother Jianchi's kindness, but I, a disciple of Zhuque Academy, never care about victory or defeat. I am afraid of the enemy if it is strong, so what kind of warrior am I?"
"Senior Brother Feng is very skilled in martial arts, and I just want to ask him for help."
"In the year-end competition, I will never back down!"