The two easy victories made the brothers in Xuanzi Camp lose their composure. Even though they knew they were defeated, some people still wanted to take action.
"That's enough. Isn't it embarrassing? Everyone has said that people of equal strength should not fight in entanglements. Does it mean that every victory of Xuanzi Camp is based on fighting on wheels? Damn, they are a bunch of rubbish, rubbish can do it, rubbish can
I don’t even have any shame anymore.”
As Mr. Xuan's words came out, the man could only return to the formation quietly. At this time, the noisy camp suddenly became silent. Such a strange atmosphere made Wei Yang breathless.
But when he saw that those soldiers were just like him, Wei Yang understood that this was not because Mr.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. Wei Yang finally understood. What was Mr. Xuan’s intention? He was afraid that Mr.
If the stone is too blunt, the blades of these swords will break if you are not careful.
In the current situation, only those three generals can give it a try based on physical confrontation, but what's the use? It doesn't achieve Lao Xuan's original intention at all.
And it was a pity for Mr. Xuan to give up like this, and he was unwilling to give up this rare whetstone. At the moment, Wei Yang was like a piece of chicken rib, it was a pity to abandon it, and it was tasteless to eat.
Wei Yang's strength is not as good as the soldiers of Xuanzi Camp, but Mr. Xuan still feels the unruly and unruly radiating from his body. Moreover, the other party is very wise and chooses to be principled and flexible. This is Xuan
What Lao Shen values is.
You must be arrogant as a person, and you must not be arrogant. Arrogance is the strength of iron. You must not know how to bend and stretch. If it does not involve the danger of principles and lives, making the appropriate choice to surrender is a sign of wisdom, not surrender.
There is no sense of restraint.
Because of this, Mr. Xuan valued Wei Yang and was willing to let Wei Yang sharpen his skills. He regarded Wei Yang as a whetstone. Why did he not regard the soldiers of Xuanzi Camp as Wei Yang's whetstone.
But the current result made him feel as uncomfortable as swallowing ten thousand flies. He looked at Wei Yang with hesitation in his eyes. He didn't know how to deal with this thorn?
"Mr. Xuan, let me do it."
While Mr. Xuan was hesitating, a man in white walked in from outside the school grounds. This man looked very young. Such a young appearance did not mean that the young man had attained enlightenment, but that he had restored his original appearance.
.
For these gods who have stepped from the lower world to the upper world, even after they regain their youth, they will at most choose to look like middle-aged people. This man is so artificial, which makes everyone present very unhappy, and everyone seems to be vaguely dissatisfied with this person.
, with a deep feeling of disgust.
However, when Mr. Xuan saw this person coming forward, his face showed joy. It could be seen that Mr. Xuan valued this person very much.
"That's fine, Aolong, just discuss it with him and don't hurt his life."
Old Xuan smiled slightly, his words were full of provocation, which made Wei Yang frown, and he became wary of him. If this guy can make Old Xuan think so highly of him, he must not be Xu Wu, Lie Ye's generation.
There are some means available.
"Aolong, I wonder if brothers are competing with each other in fists, kicks, or weapons? I am good at using knives, but I do know some palm skills. Please give me some advice."
Good guy, he is really cunning. Although the other party seems to be very humble, his words are really hidden, which makes Wei Yang feel cold.
If Wei Yang chooses to fight with fists and kicks, even if the opponent is defeated by him, subconsciously everyone will think that Wei Yang is about the same strength as him. After all, he is good at swordsmanship, not fist and kick competitions.
.
"Sword skills? Yes, I do know a little bit of sword skills. Since this brother is good at using swords, please don't be stingy and give Wei Yang some teachings, so that I can understand more about the mysteries of sword skills."
Damn, crazy, really crazy, but this kind of madness is different from the first. Wei Yang's arrogance towards Ao Long is now getting everyone's joy, and the resentment he just felt has gone away immediately.
, dissipates in the heart.
All the soldiers in Xuanzi Camp looked at Wei Yang with hope in their eyes, obviously hoping that the other party would teach him a lesson. Although the chance of this was very small, they hoped it would come true.
"Brother Wei Yang, sword skills are different from fists and feet, and if you don't control them well, your life will be in danger. You still..."
One of the leading generals frowned slightly. Although he was happy to see the two madmen fighting each other, he was more inclined to Wei Yang and not only hurriedly reminded him.
"It doesn't matter, why aren't palm skills and sword skills connected? We need to know that all methods are connected, and all methods are the same. If you understand one, you will know the three. This is an eternal truth. Well, my master said so. I haven't tested it yet.
Let’s use this as a test now to see if Master is deceiving me?”
Wei Yang smiled slightly and nodded slightly at General Pi. His eyes fell on Ao Long, but he saw a murderous look in his eyes. It seemed that he had indeed offended him.
"Then please."
The murderous look in Aolong's eyes dissipated instantly, and he was still so humble and polite. Unfortunately, this made Wei Yang feel hypocritical, deeply hypocritical.
This person is definitely a smiling tiger and an old fox. I don’t want this person to be valued by Mr. Xuan, and I don’t know if this person has some tricks or if Mr. Xuan is blind.
"Okay, but it's a pity that we don't have a sharp sword, so how about we compete with wooden swords?"
Wei Yang walked to the side of the school grounds and came under an ancient tree. He stretched out his hand and broke off two branches. He threw one directly to the other party regardless of whether he answered or not. He held a sword flower in his arms and seemed very satisfied.
Normally, he nodded slightly.
"That's fine."
Although Aolong took over the branch, he felt a little regretful in his heart. It was a pity that he could not use his secret hand and ruined the opponent's cultivation.
Wei Yang, who walked to the field again, reached out and held a wooden branch, bowed and gave a gentle salute to the other party. This is the etiquette of swordsmen from the lower world, and it is also the common etiquette in the upper world.
"What are you doing?"
"The etiquette of swordsmen and swordsmen in the lower realm. This kind of etiquette proves that the two parties have no murderous intentions and are just exchanging sword skills. If they have murderous intentions and are regarded as enemies of life and death, there is no need for such etiquette, because wooden branches can also
kill."
"What a joke, how can a wooden branch kill someone? Huh?"
Aolong suddenly remembered that he was practicing swordsmanship in the lower realm. His master once said that swordsmanship has reached the extreme, and it is connected with all kinds of martial arts. Nothing cannot enter the sword, and nothing cannot replace the sword. Could it be said that this guy has entered that ultimate state? No way.
, this guy lied to me, he definitely just lied to me.
"There's so much nonsense, let's do it. I hope your swordsmanship can be as sharp as your mouth."
Aolong couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart, and he spoke directly and coldly. This time he did not show any courtesy, and even more disdain appeared on his face.
Such a change made Mr. Xuan's eyes flash with light, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He couldn't help but secretly thought: Having such a thorn is not necessarily a disaster, that's fine.