Zhang Feiyu glanced at Mo Bai, his eyes full of contempt. As long as he was not a teacher or a guard in the academy, he was basically not afraid of anyone in the Wenqing Academy.
However, the next moment, Zhang Feiyu froze and frowned after feeling the murderous aura on Mo Bai's body that only existed on the battlefield.
The murderous aura on Mo Bai's body was different from that of others. Others only revealed a coercion from powerful spiritual power, increasing their aura to intimidate others.
But Mo Bai's murderous aura was born from the killings on the battlefield. It brought people not only the oppression of the momentum, but also seemed to insert a knife into people's hearts.
The fear of killing.
Zhang Wen clenched the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Hey! Isn't this Shang Yu? He also brought reinforcements! But is it useful to bring reinforcements? Even your captain can't beat me, let alone him."
Zhang Wen mocked Shang Yu, but he was already a little panicked inside.
"In this case, how do you know whether you can beat him or not without taking action?" Mo Bai chuckled.
"You're so outrageous! Tell me your name!" Zhang Wen said.
"Mo Bai, the Six Sword Patterns of the Third Level of Sword Dao, is now affiliated with the Anton Army Protectorate." Mo Bai's voice was not loud, but it fell into the ears of everyone.
Zhang Wen and others burst out laughing when they heard this. How dare the Six Paths Sword Patterns shout here?
"Six-Path Sword Patterns, the people like the Anton Army Protectorate lost so miserably, it seems like they were just trying their luck to send you here."
"Let's go! Anyway, the Anton Army Guards Mansion has no time to pay attention to him at this stage."
"It turns out that such a strong momentum is just an act. I won't be able to calm down until I give you a good beating."
Several people behind Zhang Feiyu laughed and said, their cultivation level is higher than that of Mo Bai, any one of them can defeat Mo Bai, let alone the captain Zhang Feiyu.
"Zhang Wen!" At this moment, Zhang Feiyu called Zhang Wen.
Zhang Wen turned back to look at Zhang Feiyu, who nodded and signaled for him to take action, and Zhang Wen quickly understood what Zhang Feiyu meant.
Looking back, Zhang Wen stared at Mo Bai, his eyes full of contempt and fighting intent. Nine sword patterns versus six sword patterns was simply a simple matter.
He clenched the sword in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body surged, as if it would burst out at the next moment. Faced with Mo Bai's threat just now, Zhang Wen wanted to get it back this time.
When Su Fei and others saw this scene, they all looked at Mo Bai. Su Fei also shook her head slightly, signaling Mo Bai not to do this.
Facing Su Fei's gaze, Mo Bai turned a blind eye.
Shang Yu, who was behind him, hurriedly sneaked to Su Fei's side to avoid hurting himself during the fight, which would be more than worth the gain.
When Shang Yu went to Su Fei's side, Mobai's spiritual power surged and poured into the black sword in his hand, so a faint blue light appeared on the black blade.
Seeing Mo Bai's actions, the corner of Zhang Wen's mouth curled up slightly. Mo Bai just used a little spiritual power to want to fight him. This was the first time he met such a arrogant person.
"Then let you try my Zhang family swordsmanship!"
Zhang Wen lifted the sword in his hand, and his spiritual power burst out. Three sword shadow streams adhered to the blade. The power of the three sword shadow streams alone was much stronger than the spiritual power injected by Mo Bai.
Zhang Wen kicked off his back foot and flew towards Mo Bai like lightning. The sword in his hand showed a burst of power, and there was a sound of breaking wind in his ears.
He was extremely fast and stabbed Mo Bai with the sword in his hand.
Mo Bai didn't move at all at this moment, he just walked forward slowly step by step. A strong wind blew up the black robe on his body, but it couldn't move his whole body.
Su Fei and others all turned their attention to the two of them. They looked at them intently, as if they had forgotten to breathe. At this moment, the two of them had attracted everyone's attention.
Even in the room not far away, Yu Wenxuan was sensing all this through his own perception, and the hand flipping the book stopped at this moment, and then closed it.
If he can defeat Zhang Feiyu, his hopes for the next college team competition will be very high, but the success rate is still very small.
For Yu Wenxuan, as long as he can defeat Zhang Wen, it is enough.
Zhang Wen's figure is getting closer and closer to Mo Bai, and the tip of the sword is only less than half a meter away from Mo Bai. For Su Fei and others, Zhang Wen's speed is very fast.
In Mo Bai's eyes, time seemed to pass very slowly at this moment. The tip of the sword in front of him was right in front of him, stabbing him at a snail's speed. This was too slow for Mo Bai.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Zhang Wen was filled with pride.
The next moment, Mo Bai turned around and dodged Zhang Wen's determined sword. A powerful force passed by Mo Bai's head, and the powerful sword intention cut off several of Mo Bai's hair.
Zhang Wen was full of surprise when the sword he was aiming to win failed, but the next moment he adjusted his mentality and prepared for the next attack.
The sword missed, Zhang Wen immediately stood firm, retracted the sword and continued to attack.
However, Mo Bai would not give him a chance. Just as he turned his body to avoid Zhang Wen's sword, the black long sword in his hand also turned, leaving a beautiful arc in mid-air.
The sword body turned, using the spine side instead of the sword edge. After turning the body, it swept towards Zhang Wen. The spiritual power on the sword blade condensed and formed a force.
Zhang Wen, who had just withdrawn his sword, was unable to react in time, and was swept away by Mo Bai's sword. A powerful force came from his face, and he flew out.
Unexpectedly, he didn't expect that Mo Bai would use his sword while turning around to complete an attack.
What's more important is that people like Zhang Wen, who only know how to bully others all day long, never expected to be slapped in the face when fighting. Such a sudden blow not only hurts their self-esteem, but also hurts terribly.
Zhang Wenfei fell in front of Zhang Feiyu, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He was a little dizzy. At this time, he only felt hot and painful on one side of his face.
This scene happened so fast that even Zhang Feiyu didn't expect it. Zhang Wen was defeated by Mo Bai with just one move, and the latter only had six sword patterns.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Su Fei and others had no intention of winning. Even if they wanted to fight, they would have to fight for at least a while longer, but Mo Bai defeated them with just one move.
This is a bit incredible.
"It hurts!" Zhang Wen touched his face with a grimace.
Seeing this, Mo Bai raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stood looking at everyone, his eyes full of sharpness.
Everyone also came to their senses. Zhang Feiyu's face was ugly, he was holding the scabbard in his hand tightly, and he was very angry inside. He would not hit someone in the face, but Mo Bai did this, which was obviously a provocation.
Su Fei and others couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhang Wen lying on the ground.
The laughter of Su Fei and others made Zhang Feiyu even more angry. No one had dared to touch them like this at home since they were young, let alone slap them in the face, but now Mo Bai did this.
At this time, Zhang Feiyu was no longer as proud as he was at the beginning, looking at Zhang Wen on the ground.
"Being arrogant requires strength. I just came here and someone wants to attack my teammates. Do you think we are easy to bully?" Mo Bai said softly.
Being arrogant requires strength. On the battlefield, Mo Bai was not only beaten in the face, but also almost lost his life, so being slapped in the face is no longer a big deal to Mo Bai.
Several people behind Zhang Feiyu hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Wen up, and then pulled him behind Zhang Feiyu. At this time, Zhang Wen could not even straighten his waist and was about to cry.
After several people pulled Zhang Wen and walked behind Zhang Feiyu, the latter's eyes were fixed on Mo Bai. At this time, he was very angry, as if he wanted to grab Mo Bai in the palm of his hand and tear him apart bit by bit.
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"Very good! Since you entered school, you are the first one who dares to provoke me like this, and the first one who dares to directly challenge me."
Zhang Feiyu took a few steps forward, and a powerful force burst out from his body. Ten sword patterns were connected into one, and a breath swept over him.
"You said it. Being aggressive requires strength. Since you want to fight, why not accompany you. If you want to go back on your word, it's already too late."
Zhang Feiyu slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, and as soon as the cold light appeared, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop.
Faced with such a powerful momentum, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back to give the two of them more space.
Su Fei stared at Zhang Feiyu with wide eyes, her mouth slightly opened, and her whole person looked shocked. Just now, Zhang Feiyu showed his cultivation, but his momentum was not as strong as it is now.
"It just so happens that I haven't had a fight with someone stronger than myself for a long time, and my hands are actually a little itchy."
Mo Bai smiled slightly and moved his hands.
Then on his body, three sword shadows and six sword patterns appeared, and a breath came out. Although the black breath was not as strong as Zhang Feiyu's, it had a penetrating nature.
The two stood and looked at each other, and a smell of sex came from them.
"Captain, do you think Mo Bai can beat him?" Shang Yu gently pulled Su Fei's arm and asked.
Su Fei didn't even look at him and said: "I don't know, Mo Bai's cultivation level is much lower than his, but judging from the situation just now, it is difficult to predict the outcome of this battle."
"Although the Zhang family is not a big clan, it is still prestigious. It's not good for us to offend them like this!" Shang Yu said worriedly.
"If we lose, we will only live a worse life. If we win, we will offend the Zhang family, but winning or losing will not be good for us," Su Fei said.
At this moment, Mo Bai and Zhang Feiyu looked at each other angrily.
"Then let you taste the power of my Zhang family's swordsmanship!" Zhang Feiyu raised the sword in his hand and said slowly.
Su Fei and others frowned when they heard the words "Zhang Family Swordsmanship".
The reason why the Zhang family is just a small family but can still prosper in Baishi City is because they rely on the Zhang family's swordsmanship passed down from their ancestors. With this swordsmanship, they have defeated countless enemies.
And compared to Zhang Wen, Zhang Feiyu will only be stronger.
"The Zhang family's swordsmanship meets the Mo family's hundred-piercing swordsmanship. Today's battle is a rare one in a hundred years!" In the room, the corners of Yu Wenxuan's mouth raised slightly. (To be continued)