The purpose of establishing authority is to make people fear you.
Su Yang knew very well that the current situation was a powder keg that could explode at any time. Even if he had three heads and six arms, no matter how famous the Sanjiang Sect was, he would never be the enemy of the whole world. He was here to build a new world, not to destroy it. Maybe
With your own martial arts, you can kill most of the martial arts people in the new world, but in the end, once the evolution level of the new world is downgraded, you will be unlucky.
Therefore, he must establish his power to overwhelm the martial arts people in the hall, so that he can have enough time to figure out what is going on, and even dominate the subsequent situation.
Just now, he stormed into the hall forcefully and retreated seven people in a row. On the surface, it seemed that he had calmed down hundreds of people in the arena. However, several top experts in the hall did not directly compete with him. In other words, most people expressed their silence.
Because they don’t want to cause trouble and act like the leader, rather than because they are really afraid of their own martial arts. Once a master takes the lead in making trouble, it is like the fuse of a powder keg being lit, and the situation will inevitably be difficult to control.
Even if Ms. Ye San doesn't show up, Su Yang will take the initiative to find a reason to do something with a real master in the hall.
Let everyone know how to be afraid and how to write the word "death".
After Su Yang finished speaking, Miss Ye San shook her head proudly and said: "I'm afraid your sword is not enough to answer me. You can't do it, your senior brother can't do it, and even Zhang Dashan can't do it."
Su Yang said calmly: "A woman is a woman."
Ye San said angrily: "You look down on women?"
Su Yang said: "It's even harder to get a woman to stop talking nonsense than to get a dead person to talk. Let's do it."
After saying that, he raised his arm and raised the sword, and the whole body's true energy surged to the green steel sword. The green steel sword gathered flat in the air, and the blade of the sword continued to tremble and buzz.
Wasting the energy to vibrate the sword to demonstrate before attacking is actually of no benefit to a life-and-death fight. It is just good-looking. The real top master Xiangbo rarely does such boring things. But this is not the case in the three true martial arts worlds.
But in a new world where the degree of evolution is not high, this move is enough to reveal extremely high internal strength and shock everyone present.
Sure enough, Miss Ye San's eyes lit up and she sneered: "What, are you showing off your martial arts skills in front of me?"
Su Yang interrupted her coldly: "If you don't obey, then beat her. If you don't want to, just shut up and sit down."
There was a buzz in the hall. The reason why Miss Ye San is called "Ye San" is not because she is the third eldest child in the family, but because she is outstanding in three things. Qinggong, swordsmanship and appearance are among the best in the world. The first two are among the best in the world.
It ensured her status in the martial arts world, and the last thing was the real reason for her fame.
A woman's appearance often plays a greater role than her actual talent. In the martial arts world, there are many young masters and disciples from aristocratic families who admire Miss Ye San, all of whom have great energy. Wherever Ye San goes, she is regarded as a god
As a distinguished guest, no one has ever disrespected me in the slightest, let alone ridiculed me in person.
Su Yang didn't know that in less than a year, the new world had already changed so much. He just instinctively felt that although this woman was not weak in martial arts, she seemed to be spoiled and overly arrogant.
It's one thing to like women who pamper themselves, but it's another thing to resent women who are spoiled by others.
Ye San was overtaken by Su Yang's lukewarm words, and his face turned cold. He slowly pulled out the sword, his pretty face covered with frost, and said: "If you can survive ten moves under my sword..."
"nonsense!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the green steel sword drew an arc and slashed towards Ye San's shoulder. This sword had neither speed nor precise angle, nor even internal strength. Su Yang simply struck the sword casually, declaring
The battle begins.
Ye San's body moved, and his whole figure was like a white cloud, floating two feet away, dodging the sword, and sneered: "It turns out it's just the sword technique of the three-legged cat."
After saying that, she stabbed Su Yang's chest with her backhand sword. Halfway through the stab, the long sword suddenly shook and turned into two sword lights. Before everyone could see clearly, the sword lights changed again, and the two sword lights turned into four.
One move is equal to four moves, and one person's sword has the power of four people. It almost instantly enveloped Su Yang's front, stabbing both ears and shoulders.
Applause rang out loudly in the hall. This was Miss Ye San's unique skill, Wanjian Chaozong. It is said that this swordsmanship can be practiced to a high level. Wanjian is an exaggeration, but one sword thrust can turn into sixty-four swords.
Let the enemy have no way to hide and no defense.
Su Yang could see clearly that this move was similar to the "Huangliang Yimeng" in the Thirteen Meng Swords. It was essentially just one sword. It was just that Ye San's skill was skillfully used and coupled with the extremely fast sword speed, he could have four swords.
Phantom.
The more beautiful the illusion, the more dangerous it is. If you guessed correctly, any one of the four swords is a feint, but it can be turned into a real move at any time. If you deliberately distinguish which sword is the
Actual moves, those are false moves, but you will be deceived by your own senses and hit the sword.
Wan Jian Chaozong has already brought his skills to the peak. To defeat this sword, there is no other way but to rely on his true strength to crush him.
Su Yang was determined to establish his authority and no longer wanted to get entangled, so he directly used the fastest move among the Thirteen Meng Swords, a dream for a hundred generations.
The spiritual power was activated to its peak, imbued with all of Su Yang's energy and spirit, and the blue steel sword suddenly rose up!
This sword has reached the pinnacle of what Su Yang can do. Su Yang believes that in the entire new world of martial arts, except for the masters who have come through, absolutely no one can take this sword.
Masters compete with each other, and one sword determines the situation.
With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the four swords in Ms. Ye San's hand penetrated Su Yang's body without any hindrance, but the sword body disappeared, as if melting in the air.
Only then did everyone see clearly that she still held the hilt of the sword in her hand, but only half of the sword was left. The broken sword was pointed at Su Yang, but it was still a foot away from his body, which looked a bit funny.
And on her throat, there was an ordinary blue steel sword.
Su Yang asked calmly: "Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Ye San's face was as white as paper, but he bit his lips and refused to say a word.
From the intersection between the tip of the green steel sword and the throat, a bright red drop of blood seeped out.
Su Yang glanced around the hall and continued to ask: "Let me ask you, are you satisfied?"
The four words "Are you satisfied?" rang in everyone's ears, and they were no longer just asking Ye San.
The hall was silent and silent.
Because crows like to chirp most, once an eagle flies over, they will never dare to chirp.
Because squeaking is death.
Ye San still didn't answer, Su Yang stared into her eyes and said word by word: "I'm asking you for the last time, are you satisfied?"
Ye San had never even dreamed that there was such a kind of martial arts in the world. She had never suffered any setbacks since her debut. She had always thought highly of herself and was almost arrogant about everything. It was a great shame and humiliation for her to think that her skills were inferior to others. It was better than killing her.
Even more difficult.
But looking at Su Yang's eyes, Ye San suddenly felt an unprecedented chill. A woman's intuition told her that if she didn't speak again, this smiling man would never have any sympathy for her. The next second
He will become a corpse.
She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "I'm satisfied! Are you satisfied?"
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I came back in the morning and caught up on a chapter and uploaded it quickly. I went to bed first. There is still another chapter in the evening.
