Chapter 83 Topics
In the western suburbs of Fengcheng, Wang Hao's training ground.

At this moment, the open space is already in a mess, and there are ditches everywhere. The big ones are three feet long, and the small ones are more than one foot long.

These are the knife marks made by Wang Hao.

He woke up from his comprehension and saw that Pu Lao had disappeared, so he left Wang's ancestral hall and came all the way to this open space, impatiently practicing this saber reincarnation.

It's been two days...

For the past two days, Wang Hao has been immersed in training, even with the training insights Pu Laoyin has in his mind, he still has no idea about this knife.

The life-saving knife in his hand was drawn out again, and the thick knife force shot up into the sky, and the surrounding air was immediately wrapped by this knife force, turning into a huge knife curtain, and the crackling sound of the air being torn apart by the blade resounded one after another.

Boom!

The knife curtain swept out, and wherever it passed, all the gravel and tree trunks it touched, no matter how big or small, were all reduced to debris.

A zhang-long ditch appeared in front of Wang Hao.

"No... this is not a reincarnation. Pu Lao once said that if you want to get started with this saber reincarnation, you must understand the artistic conception of life and death. What exactly is the artistic conception of life and death?"

Wang Hao stopped, stood on the spot with a knife in both hands, and murmured in a low voice.

He immediately moved the phantom in his soul, he always felt that there was something wrong with the knife he created, and now he finally knew what was wrong.

The saber reincarnation that he created before seemed very strong, but he used brute force to display it, only form, no spirit, and there is no such a tragic momentum that the saber comes out, goes forward indomitably, and vows to divide life and death.

Another point is that there is no killing intent in the sword screen he created, the kind of determination to swear to kill the opponent in a life-and-death fight.

Never die!

The name of this sword will kill your life, and the sword will reincarnate.

One knife reincarnation, life and death are false!
This is the art of killing, only in the real life and death fight, can the real one-knife reincarnation be introduced.

If he hadn't been immersed in the practice of this sword for two consecutive days, it might take him a long time to realize this point.

So even if Wang Hao can create this saber reincarnation now, he can feel that this saber is not as powerful as imagined. I am afraid that even one percent of the power of a saber reincarnation has not been exerted.

Practicing blindly like him runs counter to the original intention of this kind of knife formula evolved in the life and death killing. Even if you practice for a lifetime, you will still have only form without spirit, and you will never be able to get started.

Wang Hao's martial arts realm is too low, and he doesn't understand what the artistic conception of life and death represents.

But he could still vaguely feel that this artistic conception seems to be slightly similar to the principle of Leiyin's secret technique.

The secret method of Leiyin is to directly shock the soul and kill the enemy by taking advantage of the flaws exposed by the enemy, and the unspeakable artistic conception makes people willing to give up resistance and fall into the cycle of six realms forever.

How dangerous!
Wang Hao secretly sighed in his heart, he didn't swing the knife again, but focused on comprehending the training method imprinted in the soul.

"Life and death fight! This knife reincarnation entry requires a life and death fight."

He immediately thought of the agreement with Yu Linglong. The martial arts grand meeting in the western suburbs seems to have arrived, "The martial arts grand event, let me see how the martial arts geniuses in this world are? Don't let me down."

Wang Hao's eyes were shining with golden light, he put away all distracting thoughts, and walked back to Fengcheng, concentrating on adjusting his aura to the best state.

Not long after he left, a ghostly figure appeared in the open space among the tree kings.

This is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, but there is no trace of childishness on her face, her eyes are as dark as the void, a long bronze sword hangs casually on her waist, and her short hair that reaches her ears makes her look unusually free and easy.

It is the leader of Tianlu Martial Arts Academy who participated in the battle of Lingxi this year.

Xuan Yue!

She happened to pass by this place after she practiced her sword, and she sensed a sharp glow rising from the tree king, which caused the bronze sword at her waist to scream, and she rushed here immediately.

"There are masters practicing sword skills here! They can emit such an astonishingly destructive sword light, and even make the bronze sword in my hand emit a sword cry."

Xuan Yue looked at the messy knife marks all over the ground, and a trace of excitement appeared on her indifferent face, "I can't imagine that there are such masters in Fengcheng. Could it be the heir of the Dao of the Bocheng family?"

She looked around for a while, and after confirming that there was no movement, the excitement on her face disappeared, and she said regretfully: "It's a pity, I thought I met a sword master, and I wanted to learn from him."

As soon as Wang Hao returned to his residence, he saw a figure waiting there, it was a petite girl.

In an instant, there was a tinge of relief in his heart. Apart from martial arts, what he cared about in Fengcheng was the figure in front of him.

"Master! You are finally back."

As soon as the girl saw Wang Hao, she ran over and shouted loudly.

"How long have you been waiting here?"

Wang Hao saw that the girl's face was flushed and her hair was a little messy, and he had already guessed most of it in his heart.

The girl's name is Ning Xi, a collateral child of the Ning family in Fengcheng. Both of her parents died when she was young, and she relied on her own efforts to survive in Fengcheng at a young age.

When Wang Hao was an instructor in the martial arts school, he saw that she still insisted on practicing boxing every time after everyone had a rest, and instantly thought that he was like this when he first came into contact with martial arts in his previous life, and he would guide her every time.

But unexpectedly, Ning Xi has been following him ever since, calling him master.According to Ning Xi, Wang Hao taught her martial arts practice, so calling Wang Hao master is a matter of course.

Later, Wang Hao saw that she was tough and talented, so he acquiesced to this matter.

"No, I just arrived."

Ning Xi looked at Wang Hao suspiciously: "Master, when did you hook up with that Princess Linglong from Baicao Pavilion?"

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth twitched, and he slapped Ning Xi on the head casually.

What is hooked up?

"it hurts!"

Ning Xi covered her head with one hand, shed tears of pain, and handed a golden invitation card to Wang Hao with the other hand: "Just now, someone from Baicao Pavilion came to send this golden invitation card, this is from Baicao Pavilion The highest treatment, and the signature on it is that Princess Linglong.

As far as I know, in Fengcheng, apart from you, master, only the heirs of the three major martial arts schools and the four major families have this kind of treatment, but the standard level is obviously weaker, this is not a hookup..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a murmur.

It is normal for Ning Xi to survive in Fengcheng at a young age, and it is not a secret.

"You came to me for this?"

Wang Hao glanced at the golden invitation, frowning slightly, he didn't want to be too high-profile.

"Of course not, the martial arts festival in the western suburbs is today, and it will start soon.

I came to see Master just to take you in and experience the so-called martial arts event, but I don't need it now. "

Ning Xi looked hopeful: "Master, now that you have this golden invitation card, can you take me in with you, so that I can see how this martial arts genius who participated in the battle of Lingxi is?"

"Okay! When I become a teacher, I will take you to see how the martial arts geniuses in this world are like?"

Wang Hao took out a jade bottle and handed it to Ning Xi: "Drink this first."

This was the last small white flower he got in the Tianwu Mountains. The potency of the medicine was no longer useful to his spiritual consciousness, so he used a statue to seal it in a spiritual liquid.

"what is this!?"

Ning Xi took the jade bottle and felt refreshed as soon as she opened it. The exhaustion on her body was swept away, and her soul was sublimated.

"Master... this... is this... for me?"

Her tone was a little trembling, the things in the bottle could cleanse the soul, she was too aware of the importance of this thing, each of them was a treasure, every time it appeared, it would set off a bloody storm and attract the innately strong to participate in the competition.

Ning Xi obviously did not expect that Wang Hao would leave this thing with her.

"Don't talk nonsense, drink it and I'll take you to another courtyard in the western suburbs."

Wang Hao looked at the girl whose eyes were slightly red but tightly clutching the jade bottle, and said with a smile.

He didn't go into the courtyard, but took Ning Xi directly to the other courtyard in the western suburbs. Since the invitation had been delivered, it meant that the martial arts festival was about to start there.

Ten miles away from the western suburbs of Fengcheng, there is a courtyard in the western suburbs.

This villa has existed for a hundred years and is a holy place in Fengcheng, like a fairyland outside the world.And walking another [-] miles to the west is the entrance to the secret realm of Lingxi, the Tianwu Mountains.

The location of this martial arts grand meeting is chosen here, and the major forces are also well aware of it, just to determine all the unknown factors before the start of the Lingxi battle, and by the way let the major successors compete, it is better to be early make plans.

At this time, the Martial Arts Festival has not yet started, and countless warriors have already rushed here, but they can only watch from a distance, staring at the gate of the other courtyard with envious faces, only those who are invited can enter there, and there are Some real geniuses.

And on the square at the entrance of the other courtyard, two arenas with a length and width of several tens of feet have been built, and there are even a few people competing on them.

In fact, there are 10,000+ fighters in Fengcheng, and strength is the most important thing. There are often competitions between fighters, such as family and martial arts gatherings. There are plenty of training resources out there.

No martial artist would miss out on a martial arts event like today's. Even if he couldn't join in to compete with the great geniuses, he could still discuss with people of the same level and increase his combat experience.

"what……"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the onlookers, which immediately attracted a lot of attention. They saw a luxurious carriage appearing at the gate of the other courtyard, with a golden logo on it.

"This is the symbol of the royal family of Baoyu Kingdom. It can't be wrong. The people on the carriage must be members of the royal family of Baoyu Kingdom. Didn't the royal family of Baoyu Kingdom come a long time ago with a Princess Linglong? Who is this person!?"

Someone obviously recognized the dignity of the person in the carriage and began to guess.

After the carriage stabilized, two people came down from above. One was dressed in white, smiling, handsome, exuding an aura of excellence from top to bottom, while the other was dressed in black, expressionless, and covered in black clothes. An evil spirit permeated the air.

This black and white, one good and one evil, two completely different temperaments, the contrast is extremely obvious.

"This is... Yu Zimo, known as a martial arts genius that has not been seen in the Baoyu Kingdom for a hundred years, but he is extremely forbearing and low-key. If he hadn't defeated a master of the fourth level of blood refining at a royal family meeting, his Martial arts talent will not attract the attention of the royal family, but I didn't expect him to come, and who is next to him?"

Some of the warriors onlookers said.

At this moment, a wave of blood energy shot up into the sky. It was obvious that someone had exploded with blood energy, and his figure turned into a blood shadow that instantly reached Yuzimo, and struck down with a single palm.

Under the sweeping force, Yu Zimo still had a smile on his face, as if he had nothing to do with him.

But the man in black beside him turned around, stood in front of Yu Zimo, and punched the void.

boom!
Under the collision of the two forces, a wave of air was formed in an instant, centered on the two of them and spreading towards the surroundings.

The surrounding martial artists who were weaker in martial arts were directly shaken by the shock and spit blood from their mouths, and their bodies fell backwards.

When the wave of rage subsided, the warriors onlookers finally saw the appearance of the attacker. It was a man in red, exuding a strong bloody aura, who was confronting the man in black at the moment.

"It turns out to be the young sect master of the Blood Refining Sect, what a disrespect! Brother Xuantian, step down first."

Yu Zimo waved his hand casually, ordering the man in black to step back.

"Han Shaofei, the young master of the Blood Refining Sect!? Didn't expect him to actually come. And that man in black is Li Xuantian, the grand marshal of the Baoyu Kingdom and the son of the military god Li Xuanji."

After hearing Yu Zimo's words, some of the martial artists onlookers said, "No wonder he was able to confront Han Shaofei without losing the slightest bit. This is also a character with extremely strong talent. It is said that he has only lost to one person so far in martial arts training." , that is Yu Zimo, and he has been following Yu Zimo since then, never thinking that this is actually true."

"Yu Zimo, I really didn't expect you to come. Originally, my goal was only Yu Linglong, but now I have changed my mind."

Han Shaofei's tone was cold: "20 years ago, when my father participated in the Lingxi dispute, he was attacked and defeated by members of the royal family of Baoyu Kingdom, and failed to join the six major sects in the Tianhe River Basin, which made my father always regret this matter.

But this time, I, Han Shaofei, came here to challenge you, whether it is Yu Linglong or you, Yu Zimo, if you want to participate in the battle of Lingxi, first ask me if I agree..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the blood in his body began to boil.

But Li Xuantian was faster, he didn't look at him, his figure was already approaching, and the blood energy fluctuations of the carrier rushed towards Han Shaofei like a torrent.

(End of this chapter)

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