24 hours of automatic hard training in martial arts, I will directly open and hang up

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Feeling a chill on his neck, Xia Xi froze immediately when he swung his sword, sighed, and said in frustration.

A sword was at his throat.

"well done!"

Yan Zhuang withdrew his long sword, praised him, and said, "20 points will be rewarded."

There was a commotion in the training ground.

You know, the students who participated in the battle before can get up to 10 points.

Xia Xi's performance was obviously a level higher.

"Thank you instructor, in the days to come, I will continue to prove my excellence!"

Xia Xi clenched her fists tightly and said in a deep voice, the look of loss was swept away.

Afterwards, Xia Xi turned and left.

He didn't return to his original position, but went straight to Ning Chuan.

"I admit that your agility is better than mine!"

Xia Xi stared at Ning Chuan closely, and said: "However, my swordsmanship and ice ability are enough to make up for the gap in body skills, and even exceed it by a lot!"

Ning Chuan smiled faintly and said, "How do you know that my sword skills are not good?"

After Kazekage Sanqian reached the level of proficiency, his strength went up to another level.

Killing a first-rank martial artist head-on seems to be quite sure.

"that is!"

Song Shiyu leaned over with a smile, and said, "Don't be so full of words, be careful, just like in the morning, you will be severely slapped in the face by Ning Chuan!"

"He can't!"

Xia Xi folded her hands on her chest, her tone was affirmative.

His views are similar to those of other students.

Ning Chuan is indeed a genius.

But the windwalk took up too much of his time.

Therefore, Ning Chuan is not even in the high stage of awakening.

It is impossible to have enough energy to practice sword skills.

"In this case, Ning Chuan is the next student!"

Yan Zhuang heard the conversation of several people and said with a smile.

"Yes."

Ning Chuan walked forward and stopped arguing with Xia Xi.

Language is often weak.

After the fight, the truth will be revealed.

When he came close, Ning Chuan pulled out his silver-blooded saber, and said calmly, "My martial art is Lightning Slash, and my fist strength is about 2000kg."

"I know your information."

Yan Zhuang said with a smile: "After you defeated Instructor Ma in the morning, he told me all about it!"

"I can see that Lao Yan has a darker heart than anyone else!"

Ma Fengxing stood on the sidelines and complained softly.

There was no pride on Ning Chuan's face, and he said: "Instructor Ma is just a little unlucky, he has a high level of body skills, and he is also a good person. He instructed me to go to the wind pressure room to practice Fengying Sanqian, which will benefit me. A lot."

"Instructor Ma is very enthusiastic."

Yan Zhuang pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "Before the fight, you can ask me some questions you have accumulated in practicing Lightning Slash."

Ning Chuan shook his head lightly: "No."

It's all perfect, so what's the problem?

Ning Chuan's only doubt is that after Lightning Slash and Wind Walk are promoted to the perfect state, the values after the progress are still rising.

But this kind of thing must not be said.

"How could it not be!"

Yan Zhuang didn't believe it.

During his practice of Lightning Slash, he encountered many difficulties.

Yan Zhuang said solemnly: "I have quite a lot of experience in Shanlei Zhan, and I have reached the level of an expert. Guiding you will not be a problem."

"Not really."

Ning Chuan was a little helpless.

Yan Zhuang frowned when he heard this, the thing he was most worried about happened.

Ning Chuan won the first place in body skills in the morning, and even defeated the instructor Ma Fengxing. His mentality swelled and he became too proud, and even felt ashamed to ask others.

"In other respects, I have a problem."

Ning Chuan thought for a while and pondered.

"Say."

"How many points can I get for defeating your instructor?"

Ning Chuan asked with a smile.

The teeth are extraordinarily white under the light.

More than 20 students and the staff on the sidelines exploded in an instant!

What does this mean?

"Ning Chuan must have lost his mind!"

"Even if he, like Xia Xi, can combine supernatural powers with Lightning Slash, he can't do anything to Instructor Yan. Didn't you hear what Instructor Yan said, Lightning Slash is an expert realm!"

"Once this is crushed, you will die immediately!"

Many people felt that Ning Chuan was too arrogant.

Yan Zhuang also had the same opinion.

"Are you really too proud!"

Yan Zhuang sighed in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Chuan, after this battle, you may lose face and experience great setbacks.

I hope you can come out as soon as possible.

A genius who has not experienced setbacks cannot grow into a real martial arts expert! "

"Instructor Yan, I advise you to prepare."

Ning Chuan seriously reminded.

He is very clear about how fast the Lightning Slash in the Perfect Realm is.

When Yan Zhuang suppressed his strength, if he didn't pay attention, he might be injured.

At that time, Yan Zhuang might secretly deduct his points.

"bring it on."

Yan Zhuang sighed helplessly, drew out a saber, and pointed it at Ning Chuan.

boom!

The two were fighting with weapons and didn't need body skills, so they were very close. Ning Chuan swung his knife and slashed diagonally. A dazzling silver light suddenly appeared from the training ground, and accompanied by the deafening thunderstorm, it flashed across the sky like lightning.

"not good!"

Yan Zhuang's eyes changed drastically, and he was still thinking about how to enlighten Ning Chuan's brain immediately afterward.

He is a ninth-rank martial artist, and he is very aware of it.

The ear-piercing sound of thunder came from the long and narrow saber slashing at him.

A sign of the perfection of Lightning Slash.

clang!

Fire splashes.

With astonishing reflexes, Yan Zhuang swung his knife to block the oblique cut.

But under the condition of limited strength, the long knife was raised high.

Chi!

The air crackled like a shrill sound.

A horizontal silver light slashed towards Yan Zhuang's neck with an arc trajectory!

The speed is extremely fast, just like the void generates electricity.

It was too late for Yan Zhuang to use Lightning Slash to block it.

"Don't panic!"

Years of combat experience allowed Yan Zhuang to make a decisive decision. With a twist of his wrist holding the knife, he blocked Ning Chuan's horizontal cut with the handle of the knife with a bang.

His figure staggered back in shock.

"I'm going to take this opportunity to distance myself..."

Before Yan Zhuang's thoughts landed, a beam of silver light struck straight, touching the skin of his forehead.

Ning Chuan holds silver blood in his hand, his eyes are ruthless.

Three cuts in one instant!

Chapter 65 Defeating you, 1 second is too long, 0.1 second is enough!

Amidst the majestic sound, Ning Chuan slashed Yan Zhuang's forehead.

A thread of blood slid down.

Yinxue's blade cut through Yan Zhuang's skin, but did not go any further.

From the wound, black force rose up, as hard as iron, firmly blocking Ning Chuan's slash.

However, Yan Zhuang had already lost by using the original force.

In an instant, the scene boiled like boiling water.