The Seduction to a Martial Master

Chapter 22 are you fighting mosquitoes?

Luo Wanjian stared at Chen Hui on the field with a look of appreciation in his eyes. "This kid has a good understanding. He actually knows how to coordinate the flow of the body with the wind, so as to increase his speed. Moreover, his spiritual cultivation was obviously no less than that of Jiang Zhangjun, otherwise he would definitely be affected by Jiang Zhangjun's imposing pressure. Unfortunately, I'm a little old. Otherwise, my sword path..."

"This trash..."

On the stage, Qi Yunfeng looked very ugly. He didn't expect Chen Hui to perform so well. This kind of strength completely exceeded his expectations and everyone's expectations.

"This kid is really too weird. I'm still in the middle of the fifth stage and it's a little difficult for me to deal with it. If I let you improve a little, then I won't be able to kill you with all my strength." Suddenly, Jiang Zhangjun's sword, which was attacking Chen Hui crazily, suddenly stopped. As if he had thought of something, he sneered, "Chen Hui, I have to say that you are definitely the first one who can force me to use my sword skills with the cultivation of a fifth rank martial artist. Even if you die now, you should be proud."

As the words fell, Jiang Zhangjun's long sword suddenly rose horizontally. On him, a terrifying wave of force was brewing rapidly...

The energy around him began to fluctuate violently, pouring crazily into Jiang Zhangjun's body, like a giant whale absorbing water, and his momentum quickly reached a peak. On top of the long sword, the slight sound of the sword was vibrating, and a tear like breath burst out from it, as if to break everything.

Seeing this scene, many of the more powerful disciples below the stage were shocked.

"It seems that Jiang Zhangjun is going to use his' ripping sword'skill. I really didn't expect Chen Hui to be able to force him to this point. Even if he died under this sword, he should be proud."

"I remember that Jiang Zhangjun used this move when he faced the top ten player on the earth list, and then defeated him with one move. When did this Chen Hui reach the tenth best player on the list? He seems to be a Outer court disciple now, right?"

"Oh, so Chen Hui has been hiding his strength, but he never showed it. Now it's really an eye-opener."

"Hehe, there's no use in hiding. He's not going to die by young master Jiang Zhangjun's sword yet. This" ripping sword technique" was not even able to resist the tenth best player on the earth list."

The move that even the top ten on the earth could easily defeat was, of course, no one would look up to Chen Hui. Is Chen Hui as strong as the tenth best player on the list?

"Kill!"

Jiang changjun gave a cold cry, his eyes filled with majestic killing intent. The long sword fiercely stabbed at chen hui. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, sending out waves of trembling.

"It's a good sword skill. It's so destructive and has a tendency to vibrate the space. It will allow me to hone my skills that I haven't used in a long time." With his strong mental strength, Jiang Zhangjun had grasped the attack trajectory of this set of swordsmanship precisely as soon as his swordsmanship was put into practice.

At this moment, his footsteps retreated slightly, seemingly slowly, but it gave people a feeling of floating, making people unable to figure out the track of the movement.

The next moment, when jiang changjun's long sword was about to attack chen hui, Chen Hui's body suddenly became extremely agile. He moved lightly to the other side, like a roller coaster on a snowy ground, but there was no trace of it. Not even the track of its movement was clearly seen by anyone in the field.

At this time, only by cultivating his spiritual strength as a strong Master who surpassed him could he see the change in his pace.

The steps seemed to be floating, but they were flying fast. There was already a mysterious method under the stride, which was difficult to crack, even to read.

Stepping on snow without a trace was a set of moves that Chen Hui had practiced in the Wuxu Gate in his previous life.

In order to practice this technique, Chen Hui spent three months alone in a snowy and icy environment. By the time he finished, he had been able to fight a first-order Master with the strength of a ninth-order martial artist.

"It's good to have a mysterious body. This young man named Chen Hui really has some skills."

Below the stage, Luo Wanjian, who had been quietly watching, suddenly showed a look of admiration in his eyes. Even he could not see through this kind of body, and could only vaguely see the change in Chen Hui's footsteps.

With this set of moves, he was already invincible in this competition. Heh heh, the The jiang family kid is going to lose. But if you kill the The jiang family, Chen Hui will also face the wrath of Jiang Songlin." Speaking of the name Jiang Songlin, Luo Wanjian's face changed slightly. No one noticed that there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Jiang Zhangjun's face changed slightly when he saw that chen hui had once again exploded at a more terrifying speed, but the murderous intent in his heart became stronger. The stronger Chen Hui showed, the stronger his murderous intent became.

"Do you think my' ripping sword' technique is so easy to avoid? I'll let you hide."

With this in mind, Jiang Zhangjun suddenly gave a soft cry, and only then did he absorb the force in his body, such as the surging waves, which condensed to the tip of the sword, emitting a terrifying tearing force. Without stopping for a moment, he spun his body and the long sword struck Chen Hui, who was less than two meters away from him.

The surrounding space seemed to have been torn apart, and a violent atmosphere pervaded the surroundings.

And this kind of breath, also made Chen Hui's speed slightly sluggish, heaven and earth elements are somewhat difficult to control.

At this moment, if he absorbed the force of heaven and earth into his body, he would most likely damage dantian. This kind of violent force can only be controlled by a Master level strong person who has reached a certain level of strength, whose body can absorb the elements of heaven and earth on its own, and who can train the elements automatically.

It was for this reason that the disciples who had seen jiang changjun's move before were certain that Chen Hui would be killed under this skill.

No wonder they thought so. Under such circumstances, it was highly possible for even a seventh level warrior to capsize in the gutter, not to mention Chen Hui, who was just an ordinary mid-fifth level warrior.

"Is it possible for you to break the skill of stepping on snow with just one stroke? If you break it like this, then I don't have to repeat the Wuxu Gate's supreme glory." Sensing that the power of heaven and earth began to become violent, and the murderous intent in jiang changjun's eyes became more intense, Chen Hui sneered in disdain.

After that, Chen Hui suddenly activated the spiritual power in the spiritual world and poured it into his legs.

Although his current mental strength was not very strong, it was far from being able to control things. However, with the use of the fruits of his previous life in the Wuxu Gate, he could still bless it into physical attacks, and even use a large amount of spiritual power to help him adjust his strength and strengthen the attack.

This kind of means, not to mention Autumn Wangcheng, even the entire Qinyan county, few people can control.

Huff and puff...

After adding mental strength to his feet, Chen Hui's footsteps suddenly became more erratic and unpredictable, giving a very strong sense of mystery.

In a split second, he retreated to a corner of Martial arts palace and was more than five meters away from Jiang Zhangjun.

At this time, not to mention five meters, even one meter, is enough to make Jiang Zhangjun's attack like a deflated ball, the rapid decline.

As expected, when jiang changjun saw Chen Hui as if he was in a blink of an eye, he came to a corner five meters away from him, and his face suddenly became exciting.

Tsk tsk...

The sword rending technique, which he was proud of, exploded in the air. The strong wave of force spread out, and the strong wind blew. The disciples who were standing close to the audience under the stage blew their hair and clothes.

Obviously, this move was extremely powerful.

However, at this moment, such a strong attack seemed ridiculous.

"Poof... Jiang Zhangjun was hitting mosquitoes?"

Below the stage, no one knew who was the first to lose control and burst out laughing, which caused many students around to laugh as well.

In particular, some martial artists who didn't like Jiang Zhangjun laughed even louder.

However, some of the sharp-eyed disciples had their pupils narrowed and their eyes were filled with a thick sense of horror.

"What happened just now? How did Chen Hui suddenly become so fast? What kind of technique is this? I don't think even his father, chen qin, has done anything about it, right?"

"I don't know either. I haven't even heard of this kind of posture. It's unbelievable that he could surpass jiang changjun's speed just by practicing a set of body techniques. The speed that he has shown now doesn't seem to be comparable to even a seventh level martial artist, does it?"

"I still have a hair on my back. It's a bullshit life and death battle. Chen Hui has such a strong body, and Jiang Zhangjun can't kill him at all. Chen Hui can't hurt jiang changjun's strength."

"Who says young master Jiang Zhangjun can't kill that useless …chenhui? He hasn't launched the The jiang family's strongest attack yet. Don't you forget that when young master Jiang Zhangjun challenged the eighth best player on the earth, although he lost in the end, he was seriously injured by that attack."

Many of the disciples in the field fell silent when they heard someone mention the The jiang family attack, but soon, their eyes were filled with anticipation. They wanted to see if this young man, who was called "Trash" two days ago by the people at the Outer court and had the same status as them, could withstand the full force of the ninth most powerful player on the list.

If Jiang Zhangjun could not kill him after he put out his last card, the battle of life and death would definitely stir up the entire Martial arts academy and even spread throughout Autumn Wangcheng.

The name "Trash" on chen hui's head would definitely be taken off at the first time, so as to change into a "Genius."

At this moment, Jiang Zhangjun's face was extremely ugly, his eyes narrowed, and his whole body exuded a cold and gloomy aura. Especially when he heard the jeers below the stage, the resentment in his heart intensified.

When he first challenged the eighth place on the earth, he lost, but he was not as frustrated as he was now.

He had thought that this battle of life and death was no big deal, but in the end, he could easily kill Chen Hui. However, he did not expect that even after he used his "Tearing sword skill," he could not kill the former.

Even under his attack, the other party was not even slightly injured.