When Yu Hengwu ascended the martial arts tower, the excitement was unprecedented.
"Damn it, this guy is really a monster. He's only been in for three minutes and he's already on the third floor?"
"Three minutes. Isn't this faster than his record at the First Military University of Great Xia?"
"Three minutes to get to the third floor? If I could ride half as fast as him, I would wake up laughing in my dreams!"
"Sun Chaoyuan was only on the second floor for three minutes, but Wang Jin had already passed the third floor. Is it possible that today our Yuheng Wuhan University's chrysanthemums will also be violently exploded by Wang Jin..."
"Fuck, four floors in five minutes? I can't poop as smoothly as him!"
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There was a burst of shouting and shouting among the crowd. Although Wang Jin's previous record in the Great Xia First Army's Wuhan University had already proved his strength to the entire capital, at this moment, he rushed through at such a rapid speed.
The fourth floor still surprised many people in the entire hall on the first floor.
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"The Nine Dragon Gate of the Yuheng Martial Arts University is indeed not very difficult. It is far less difficult than the Nine Dragon Gate of the Great Xia First Military University."ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
In a crimson room, Wang Jin stood with the hanging sun in his hand. The crimson sword blade in his hand seemed to be flashing with some inexplicable luster against the crimson light in the entire room.
He looked at the tall light and shadow in front of him.
The light and shadow in front of him had a completely different aura from that of Sikong Tianxiong.
He is also tall and strong, with short red hair that rises like a flame and is dazzling. Even his pupils are red, and his eyes seem to be beating flames.
Burning in that flame was a strong aura of violence and destruction, a terrifying aura completely different from that of Sikong Tianxiong.
This person is Chu Yang Martial Saint who came out of Yuheng Martial Arts University.
Although Martial Saint Chuyang is not as famous as Martial Saint Sikong Tianxiong, his strength should be far inferior to that of Sikong Tianxiong, who is known as the pillar of Daxia.
But being able to achieve the realm of Martial Saint, Chu Yang Martial Saint is naturally not an ordinary person.
This Chu Yang Martial Saint is a fire attribute warrior. It is said that he was born with red hair and his urine was extremely shocking since he was a child. Later, he studied under a great master who was also a fire attribute warrior and learned a skill from that great master.
The door-top breathing method also caused his eyes to turn such a red color, which was very strange.
However, even as martial saints, there are differences in strength and weakness. Although Chu Yang Martial Saint is a natural martial artist who controls elements, judging from the martial arts will he has displayed, he is much inferior to Sikong Tianxiong.
The martial arts will of Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint is like a supreme emperor, suppressing everything, thick and vast.
Although the martial arts will of Chu Yang Martial Saint is not weak, it is only full of violence and destruction.
Wang Jin felt as if he had gone in the wrong direction.
call!
The light and shadow of the Martial Saint in front of him suddenly stepped forward, like a ball of flames bursting out and crashing towards him.
The moment the body rushed out, the temperature in the entire room seemed to soar in an instant, and an offensive containing an extremely hot aura blasted towards Wang Jin's chest.
Most of the strength of element control warriors lies in the word element.
For a warrior who controls the fire attribute like Chu Yang Martial Saint, the most powerful weapon is to control the fire element, using the fire element to strengthen his own aura.
The Dengwu Tower of Yuheng Martial Arts University is actually designed to fit the strength characteristics of Chuyang Martial Saint. The entire Nine Dragon Gate is made of volcanic rocks and contains extremely rich fire elements.
The purpose is to allow Chu Yang Martial Saint's shadow to better exert its power.
Although this phantom cannot use Gang Qi, when attacking at this moment, it still mobilizes part of the fire element in the room.
The punch seemed to curl up into flames, bringing with it a scorching wind and striking hard.
Wang Jin's expression remained unchanged, and he raised the sun in his hand.
Chi!
The crimson hanging sun suddenly cut a stunning arc in the air, like a shark's sword fin cutting through the water and separating heavy waves of flames.
With just one contact, the light and shadow staggered backwards, and the arm that had just punched was cut off by Xuan Ri's sword.
There is certainly a reason why Chu Yang Martial Saint's strength is slightly inferior to that of Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint.
But the more reason is that Wang Jin's swordsmanship has climbed to a higher level after continuous training in the Nine Dragon Gate of Daxia's First Army Martial Arts University in the past few days.
At this moment, facing the phantom of Chu Yang Martial Saint on the sixth level, he achieved such results with just one sword strike.
If a normal human being was so seriously injured, he would have lost his ability to fight.
But this is just a holographic simulation projection after all. Even though one of the Chu Yang Martial Saint's shadows is broken at this moment, when it strikes, it is still swift and violent. Although it is bare-handed, when it dances with one hand, it seems to mobilize the flames in the entire room.
The breath, the extremely violent fist wind, was like a falling comet, hitting Wang Jin directly.
Wang Jin moved quickly with his feet, as if he were stepping on the sky. The sword in his hand pointed at the stars, and the sword blade was swung out. The sharp sword intent splashed into the sky as the sword shadow exploded in the air.
Chi Chi Chi!
In the room, there was the sound of air flowing everywhere. Wang Jin's sword was too fast and extremely sharp. Every time the sword was struck, it was accompanied by a violent sound like cracking silk, and the Chu Yang Martial Saint's fist wind was blown away.
Intercept them all and send them down.
After just a few rounds of collision between the fist wind and the sword blade, Chu Yang Wusheng was already covered with wounds all over his body, and only his arm was left.
Chu Yang Wusheng Guangying staggered back, just steadied his body, and was about to launch another offensive.
A red sword blade tore through the air, accompanied by a harsh sound of cracking silk, and was sent into his chest like lightning.
Chu Yang Martial Saint's light and shadow froze in place, and after a few seconds, it turned into countless crimson light spots and disappeared into the room.
"Sixth floor...passed!"
Wang Jin slowly sheathed his sword, panting slightly but not feeling much discomfort.
As his sword skills deepened little by little, it was now so easy for him to fight against the projection of a sixth-level Martial Saint.
Compared to the first time I challenged Kowloon Gate a few days ago, it is not much better.
Wang Jin didn't even bother to look at the monitor above his head.
This time he came to Yuheng Martial Arts University to challenge the Nine Dragon Gate here. He didn't have any other ideas. He just wanted to use the projection of martial arts saints from other universities to hone his swordsmanship.
What he wanted was not to cause trouble or to show off the strength of Wuhan University, the first army of Great Xia.
This kind of jealousy is really too childish for him.
"The seventh floor...is here!"
He opened his eyes and saw a crimson vortex gathering three meters away in front of him, with a light and shadow rapidly taking shape.
Soon, the crimson light and shadow completely solidified, and he took one step out of the crimson vortex. With a wave of his right hand, the crimson red vortex that was constantly rotating decomposed into countless red light spots with a bang. In the crimson light and shadow,
They gathered behind them and turned into a cloak of flames, which rolled back behind the red figure.
It is majestic and majestic, as if the protagonist appears in a movie.
Wang Jin's eyes twitched as he watched.
"Is this Chu Yang Martial Saint so pretentious?"
The Chuyang Martial Saints on the previous floors were pretty normal when they appeared.
Why did this seventh level suddenly transform into a forced king?
He took a deep breath. Although he felt that the appearance of the seventh-level Martial Saint's light and shadow in front of him was a bit off-putting, he did not take it lightly.
Because he felt a strong sense of oppression.
It was different from the pressure I felt when I faced that Sikong Tianxiong.
The sense of oppression when facing Sikong Tianxiong comes from the light and shadow of Sikong Tianxiong itself. The light and shadow of Sikong Tianxiong is the source of the sense of oppression.
But at this moment, facing this Chu Yang Martial Saint, the feeling of oppression does not entirely come from this Chu Yang Martial Saint.
But it comes from all directions, from everywhere in the room.
The pressure from everywhere enveloped Wang Jin.
The core of this pressure is Sikong Tianxiong in front of him.
"Something's wrong. There seems to be something wrong with this seventh-level phantom..."
Just as Wang Jin had this thought in his mind, he saw the shadow of Chu Yang Martial Saint in front of him slowly raising his hand.
call!
In an instant.
Flames arose in the void, and a large number of fire elements in the room gathered together with the movements of the Chu Yang Martial Saint, turning into raging flames and rushing towards Wang Jin crazily.
"Fuck!"
Even though it was Wang Jin, he also subconsciously cursed at this moment.
He finally understood the reason for the terrible pressure coming from all directions just now.
Martial Saint Chu Yang, who is an elemental master, has already mastered the control of the fire element after reaching the master level.
You can use the surrounding fire elements to attack at will, and there is a faint tendency to become the center of the surrounding fire elements.
And this entire Nine Dragon Gate was built to better bring out the power of Chu Yang Martial Saint, and contains a lot of fire elements.
Therefore, as this phantom with a trace of the true meaning of Chu Yang Wusheng's martial arts condensed out, the fire elements that were originally scattered in the room suddenly seemed to have received the order from the sergeant.
At this moment, under the mobilization of Chu Yang Martial Saint's true intention, they directly gathered into substance and bombarded Wang Jin.
boom!
The flames exploded in the air, the smoke clouds dispersed, and the terrifying air waves spread in all directions.
Chi!
The crimson blade tore through the billowing air waves and rushed towards Chu Yang Martial Saint like lightning.
The phantom of Chu Yang Martial Saint had a serious expression on his face, and slowly took a step forward. His palms were instantly covered with flames, as if his palms were covered with a layer of flame armor.
With a pair of fleshy palms, I welcome the hanging sun.
Puff puff!
The Xuanyang sword blade collided with the palms burning with flames. As the flames flew, Chu Yang Martial Saint actually blocked Wang Jin's sword blade with a pair of fleshy palms.
He slapped away Wang Jin's sharp sword with one palm, and a red light flashed in his red pupils. Suddenly, heavy flames burst out from behind him, like fiery snakes, wrapping around Wang Jin.