Fighting the Martial Universe

The Eighth Master's indestructible golden body, the defense is indeed terrifying, even if the realm is higher than the Eighth Master, it is impossible to hurt him with bare hands.

However, Zhang Mofan's true qi is not ordinary. It is the fusion of the two miraculous techniques. Is it comparable to ordinary zhenqi?

With a punch, the true energy is concentrated, and even the immortal golden body of the eighth master will feel pain.

"Brother Fan, how can you be like this? I am now transformed. Even if you want to fight, you can't slap your face, understand?"

Ba Ye rubbed his cheek, finally transformed it, if it was disfigured, it would not be a good deal.

"You don't need to be itchy."

Zhang Mofan regained his true energy and said, "Little Eight, I will participate in a weapon exchange meeting in seven days, and I will only compare the strengths and weaknesses of weapon repairs. Is there any way to make my halberd break another level?"

As soon as Zhang Mofan finished speaking, Ba Ye stood on the stove, condescendingly, covering his nose, and said: "Lun Qi Xiu, Ba Ye, my eighteenth class weapons are all proficient. It is a true Dugu seeking defeat, leading to the final, I don’t use weapons anymore. I only use my fist. I call it the sacred punch."

"Speak human!"

Zhang Mofan said coldly.

Eighth Master jumped off in shock, and said solemnly: "Brother Fan, your halberd is good, but unfortunately the basics are not good. After all, you haven't been practicing for a long time. If you really want to compare with some masters, it's still too far behind. "

Hearing this, Zhang Mofan performed a halberd in front of the Eighth Master.

When the Eighth Master saw this, he was slightly startled, and said, "Oh? Unexpectedly, you have made obvious progress in the halberd technique these days. In the past few days, I will polish your halberd technique again and make your halberd technique break through to another level. ."

"Well, here is not suitable for display, let's go to a place."

Zhang Mofan took Ba Ye and left directly, because Ba Ye was not a disciple of Ziyang Academy, and could only enter the spirit beast ring.

Soon, they came to a small number.

The Eighth Master came out of the spirit beast, and his palm condensed a dark long sword, like a kendo master, saying: "Your halberd technique is no problem. Next, what I want to train is your speed. Ten sword auras will be released at the same time. Every time you swing, only one sword aura can be destroyed. When you smash all the ten sword auras, you will succeed."

While talking, the Eighth Master swept out with a sword, and unexpectedly released ten sword qi at the same time, turning into a fan shape, and at the same time assassinated Zhang Mofan.

Zhang Mofan's face changed slightly, his true energy condensed into a big halberd, and he swung out suddenly, and the halberd shattered all sword energy.

Ba Ye squinted Zhang Mofan and said, "I said, only one sword energy can be broken at a time."

Zhang Mofan looked embarrassed and said, "Okay, go on!"

Eighth Master once again swept out ten sword energy.

call out!

Zhang Mofan swept out with a halberd and shattered a sword aura. Then, he took a sigh of true aura and waved a halberd, barely shattering a sword aura.

However, the remaining eight sword qis all fell through.

"Hey, it has been said that your halberd technique is still too slow. The truly powerful halberd technique emphasizes artistic conception and speed. Only these two points can be achieved.

Ba Ye shook his head, but at Zhang Mofan's age, it was already very scary to be able to do this.

"continue!"

Zhang Mofan gritted his teeth and wanted to shoot ten halberds at the same time in a short breath. For him, it was not difficult.

Being able to cultivate Fang Tian's halberd has shown that his swinging speed is very fast, but the direction of the ten sword lights is different every time, and what is needed is the speed of reaction.

"If you can smash all the ten sword lights in these seven days, your halberd will absolutely disregard the entire Dongzhou."

As the Eighth Master said, he played ten sword lights again.

However, Zhang Mofan still smashed two lanes. As for the third lane, he already had an obvious reaction, but he couldn't keep up with his speed.

"Come on again!"

Zhang Mofan persevered and tried constantly, invisibly, his halberd technique was already frantically improved.

Seven days later!

In the woods, on all sides, many big trees are all covered with sword marks.

Whoops whoops!

At this time, the ten sword auras were swept in different directions, constantly changing, and there was no trace at all.

Zhang Mofan held the True Qi Euphorbia and kept turning his eyes, observing the trajectory of these sword lights.

In my mind, I am constantly calculating the changes in those trajectories.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mofan closed his eyes, and in an instant, he waved his ten halberds, and they all collided with the sword lights.

Boom boom boom boom!

The ten sword lights were all broken.

"Yes, yes, you finally understand the true meaning of the halberd, or the tricks of all weapons are like this, you can see with your eyes, there is no, but you have to see with your heart."

The Eighth Master nodded secretly, he was worthy of being the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, with the blood of the emperor flowing, and the speed of such comprehension was beyond the reach.

"Xiao Ba, thank you very much these few days. I'm really exhausted, so I will rest here. Don't go far."

Zhang Mofan sat down and ran the exercises to restore his true energy.

Eighth Master finally cultivated his human form, so naturally he didn't want to go back to the spirit beast ring to practice. When his ears moved, he suddenly noticed the sound of fighting in the distance.

He hurried over, and soon saw a dozen female disciples who seemed to compete with swordsmanship.

"Tomorrow will be the weapons exchange meeting. It is said that many deputy deans and elders will pay attention to this battle. We must work hard to make another breakthrough in swordsmanship."

A woman with a frosty face was directing a dozen female disciples.

Those female disciples showed off their amazing swordsmanship in a duel.

"beauty!"

Eighth Master looked at the Frost Woman, his eyes straightened, and he couldn't help but shout.

"Who?"

Frost woman Liu's eyebrows frowned, Yu Guang looked to the side, and immediately locked Ba Ye, coldly said: "Who is secretly watching us practicing swordsmanship? Get out?"

"I will come out now!"

Eighth Master took out his folding fan, walked out with a smile, and said, "I am the Eighth Young Master. Seeing several juniors practicing swordsmanship here, I couldn't help taking a peek."

"Ba Gongzi? Are you a direct disciple?"

The Frost Woman frowned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the academy, any disciple must wear the academy's training uniform, only the disciple who passed it on.

However, the direct disciples are still elite disciples, simply because they were collected by the elder or dean for personal transmission.

"Profile?"

Ba Ye was taken aback, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I am a direct disciple. I heard that you are going to participate in tomorrow's weapons exchange meeting. Should I give you some tips, brother?"

"You have great swordsmanship?"

One of the playful female disciples couldn't help asking.

"Do not!"

Eighth Master shook his head and boasted: "My swordsmanship is no longer a term to describe how powerful it is. I have a swordsmanship like a god, and I have beaten the world invincible. People give me the nickname, Sword God!"

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