Ling Han couldn't help but feel excited and started walking with the crowd.
More and more people were talking about the battle between Zhu Wujiu and Nangong Ji, and Ling Han quickly learned the information about the two.
Zhu Wujiu and Nangong Ji are both ordinary disciples of the martial arts academy, but Nangong Ji's strength ranks among the top ten, and he is a master who is qualified to attack the true disciples at the end of the year. Zhu Wujiu is a little inferior, but his strength can also be ranked among ordinary disciples.
Top twenty, pretty good.
"Why is Zhu Wujiu still fighting with Nangong Ji?"
"There is no way. Who made Senior Brother Nangong abandon Senior Sister Han Juan in order to save his own life when he was training? You know, Senior Sister Han Juan is Zhu Wujiu's lover. Do you think he can not go crazy?"
"I heard that Senior Sister Zhu Juan was actually killed by Senior Brother Nangong. She was hit by a sword and fell behind. She was forced to fight to the death with the Silver Light Beast, which gave Senior Brother Nangong time to escape."
"Hush, can you say this nonsense? Be careful that Nangong Ji will cause trouble for you. He is the fifth young master of the Nangong family, and his third brother Nangong Xing is also a true disciple, with the cultivation level of Yongquan Sanquan!"
"But Zhu Wujiu is also really infatuated. He knows that the Nangong family is not easy to mess with, but he always challenges Nangong Ji to fight bloody battles every year. Last year, he was seriously injured and almost died. I didn't expect that he would challenge Nangong Ji again this year."
"It's a pity that Zhu Wujiu's talent is not too high. He is just a low-grade spiritual root at the prefectural level. Moreover, his family is poor and he does not receive additional training. The gap between him and Nangong Ji will only get wider and wider."
Someone nearby was talking about the grudge between Zhu Wujiu and Nangong Ji. When Ling Han heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little curious about Zhu Wujiu.
The crowd soon arrived at the academy's martial arts training ground. There was only one person standing in the field, and the others consciously did not step in. In Huyang Academy, sparring is allowed, as long as both parties agree, they can do so in the martial arts training ground.
war in China.
In principle, we try to be as merciful as possible, but if we really stop it, we won't be punished too much. After all, swords have no eyes, but if you hurt someone intentionally, the academy will impose extremely severe penalties.
For example, one party has surrendered, or is unconscious, or has completely lost its fighting power, but the other party still continues to attack. This is strictly prohibited behavior.
Ling Han looked at the man in the martial arts training ground. He looked about twenty-five or six, with a long sword on his back. He had a slender figure and his appearance was not handsome, but his eyes were very sharp. Ordinary people probably would not dare to look at him.
"Why doesn't Nangong Ji come?"
"If someone is challenged, he will definitely put on a show."
"By the way, is this the first time Zhu Wujiu has challenged Nangong Ji?"
"Is this the fifth time?"
"That's the past four years!"
"This guy's perseverance is really terrifying. He was seriously injured every time and almost died, but he always gritted his teeth and came through, which makes people have to write a word of admiration."
Everyone was talking while waiting, expressing sympathy and admiration for Zhu Wujiu.
Huh?
Ling Han smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said in his heart: "I never expected that I would meet someone with a special physique! There was a faint silver light on his body, and others said that he survived four serious injuries,
He will recover soon, this person should be from the Silver Moon Clan!"
The Silver Moon tribe is born with the Silver Moon Physique, which is a physique with strong recovery power. It can be said to be a kind of holy elixir for healing. It is for this reason that there are so few people in this race.
——He was hunted and killed and refined into elixirs.
"I thought that ten thousand years later, this race would have become extinct, but I didn't expect that we could encounter it today!"
"Forget it, for the sake of King Silver Moon, I will help him."
Thousands of years ago, Ling Han entered the territory of the Silver Moon Clan in order to collect medicine. He was warmly received by King Silver Moon, the leader of the Silver Moon Clan at that time. However, the Silver Moon Clan was exterminated not long after. Ling Han's level at that time was still too low.
There was no way to help, and when they entered the realm of gods and humans, those murderers also died of old age.
This is Ling Han's regret.
"Hahaha, Zhu Wujiu, how many times do you have to fail before you realize that you can never be my opponent!" A young man strode over, exuding a strong aura.
The ninth level of Juyuan, and it’s still the pinnacle!
If you don't have such strength, how can you be in the top ten among ordinary disciples?
In comparison, Zhu Wujiu is much inferior. He only has the seventh level of Juyuan, but everyone knows that realm does not represent combat power. Zhu Wujiu can be ranked in the top twenty, which shows that his combat power far exceeds realm.
"Stop talking nonsense and make a move!" Zhu Wujiu immediately drew his sword and made a sword technique.
Nangong Ji's face was full of arrogance. He also made a sword secret, which meant that both sides agreed to start the battle.
Phew, Zhu Wujiu rushed out, slashed his sword, and the cold light flashed.
Nangong Ji didn't care. He was one of the top ten masters. Compared to him, who was Zhu Wujiu?
Ding ding ding ding, the two of them had a fierce confrontation. Nangong Ji obviously had the absolute upper hand and was extremely relaxed. He was still saying sarcastic words to undermine Zhu Wujiu's morale. But in fact, he was deeply afraid of Zhu Wujiu.
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In the previous four battles, he had always dealt a fatal blow. Although he would not die on the spot, he would definitely die as long as it lasted for two or three days. Considering Zhu Wujiu's wealth, it was impossible to afford the ultimate healing medicine.
But this guy refused to die, and he didn't even get to the root of his illness. After doing this four times in a row, Nangong Ji naturally became afraid.
There is a ghost in his heart, and Zhu Wujiu is the only person who still has a relationship with Zhu Juan. As long as Zhu Wujiu does not die, he will feel uneasy every day, which may make his breakthrough to the spring realm far away!
Therefore, he also made ruthless intentions today and must kill Zhu Wujiu on the spot.
Defeat and killing are two different things, with completely different difficulties. Therefore, if he wants to kill Zhu Wujiu, he needs to create an opportunity and kill him with one blow. Afterwards, he can deduce that he was unable to stop him.
The two fought for a while, and Nangong Ji, relying on his stronger strength, finally found an excellent opportunity and stabbed out with his sword, turning out three rays of cold light and piercing Zhu Wujiu's heart.
This was not sword energy, but that he drew the sword too quickly, creating two afterimages.
The martial arts skills he had spent all his points in exchange for were to prepare for today's battle, to kill Zhu Wujiu.
"Die!" He said in his heart, using the strongest form of Shadow Dance Sword Technique, and launched a ruthless attack.
Hey, Zhu Wujiu also drew his sword, and actually fired two rays of cold light!
Could it be that he also used a fast sword?
no!
"Sword Qi!" People around were exclaiming, this is sword Qi, the sign of the king!
Phew! Phew!
Two blood flowers flashed at the same time. Nangong Ji stabbed Zhu Wujiu's lower abdomen with his sword, and the sword energy from Zhu Wujiu also cut through Nangong Ji's throat, leaving a blood mark.
Nangong Ji couldn't help but his eyes flashed coldly, and he immediately drew his sword and stabbed again. He wanted to kill this opponent.
Brush, another cold light flashed across, Ling Han took action and faced it with his sword.