Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

There was a rustling sound from the edge of the endlessly silent forest, followed by a figure slowly approaching from the depths of the forest.

That figure looked extraordinarily indifferent in the chaotic woods, even a simple jump made people more calm and relaxed.

He stepped on the tree, but the branches didn't make any sound. Just because of this, it can be seen that the person's cultivation base is high.

Come on, it's near.

And the original tall figure was finally more than a vague outline, but a clear man in white.

Zuo Bai leaned against the black stone behind him with his long knife in his arms and continued to close his eyes to rest his mind, and the eyes that were originally staring at the visitor closed again the moment the visitor arrived in front of him, and there was a hint of joy in the corner of his mouth. Another lonely smile.

"I never thought that the one who found me first was a little doll." Zuo Bai is now in his forties, so he is much older than the man in front of him who looks only in his twenties.

And more importantly, what made him feel sad was that he only reached the threshold of the middle stage of Nascent Soul when he was 40 years old, but the man in front of him had the same cultivation level as him.

But it is a different age.

This kind of feeling made him feel an indescribable sense of contradiction. On the one hand, he lamented that there are many talented people in the world, and the Yangtze River pushes the waves forward, and the endless stream, but on the other hand, he lamented that he would never be able to catch up with the talent in front of him. The monk had to die on the beach.

And the man in white is naturally Wang Junsheng.

Because what Wang Junsheng did in his previous life was a blocker, that is, what this person in front of him did while staying here.

——Prevent the monks from getting the pass and increase the difficulty.

And the middle-aged man named Zuo Bai in front of him actually knew him in his previous life.

This is the disciple of Master Xingxuan, but his aptitude is mediocre, and he only advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul after a forty year.

Although this kind of strength is not bad in other places, but in this talented Jiuhuatian, under the seat of Xingxuan, who is known as the youngest in Jiuhuatian, he is really nothing.

My lord, refers to a monk who has the ability to accept apprentices independently.

As for why he chose him, Wang Junsheng didn't do it on purpose. Even after so many years, although the memory of blocking the monks here is still vivid, but this time he chose to take the pass from him. It is because this road is the most hidden and the shortest distance.

He has basically let go of all the things in his previous life, so even if he met Zuo Bai who forced him to death with Xingxuan at the last moment of his life in his previous life, his heart did not have any ups and downs.

Wang Junsheng didn't want to talk to him too much, so he leaned forward and swept forward.The Qiankun sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, emitting its treacherous light.White light occupies most of it, but one can faintly see strands of black silk threads carried within it.They wrapped around the sword body like demon energy, but they were harmless to the man!

For a split second, Zuo Bai didn't know whether it was demon energy or some kind of Taoism. He only felt that the strength of the man in front of him was not bad, even far surpassing him, but the strange thing was that his reason told him that the strength of the man in front of him was comparable to his. The strength of the Nascent Soul mid-stage is nothing more than that.

These two completely different conclusions made him feel uncomfortable all over, but he still rushed towards the man in white with the knife in his hand after narrowly dodging Wang Junsheng's sword point.

And that blade was wrapped in sharp zhenqi at this moment, perhaps all the aggressive zhenqi had gathered into one point, and then wanted to deliver a fatal blow.

This is Zuo Bai's unique move, but this unique move has an insurmountable disadvantage, that is, after using that full-strength attack, his body will be particularly weak, at least for a short period of time, he will not be able to act alone.

Zuo Bai's intuition was very accurate, and he understood in an instant that if the man in front of him used his usual Taoism, it might be impossible to inflict the slightest bit of trauma on the man in front of him.

The idea of ​​putting it to death and then reviving it flashed by, and the next moment, his body did the same.

Wang Junsheng saw that the blade seemed to be different from usual, so he thought that the most powerful move Zuo Bai had learned in his life was the move called "Full Power Strike".

In his previous life, he lived his life on the tip of the sword, so he would naturally deliberate with his peers on the subtleties of their respective sword techniques, take the gold and discard the dross, and at the same time, study ways to resist this kind of sword technique.

Poor Zuo Bai, he thought that the sword technique that satisfied him the most was instantly dispelled by the boy who met him for the first time. A good life-saving move turned into a tasteless move in an instant, and even let him He didn't have any power to fight back afterwards.

Zuo Bai opened his eyes wide, watching with his own eyes the man in white who was only nimbly turning sideways, slanting across his blade.

Just when he was in doubt, his right hand holding the handle of the knife was restrained by a man who suddenly appeared behind him, and the handle of the knife in his hand, which had not been out of his palm for many years, fell to the ground with a "bang dong". .

In just a split second, after they met each other and he only said a word, within one move, this seemingly elegant and gentle man in front of him completely defeated him so effortlessly!

As for himself, he couldn't even resist in the slightest.

No, it's not that he couldn't do it, but the moment he was subdued, he had surrendered.

This man gave him a very strange feeling, obviously they just met by chance, and today was the first time they met face to face, but the man's flowing posture, the posture of knocking his blade to the ground, made him In an instant, he felt that he knew his moves very well.

And the series of simple footwork he used just now seemed to be specially made to counter his saber technique.

He was still immersed in his own thinking, and he was defeated with one blow. What kind of strength is that, and when both are at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, one side will be completely defeated by the other?

Is it the strength of the divine consciousness, or the strength of the Taoism practiced?

Wang Junsheng obviously didn't care about Zuo Bai's surprise, the hilt of the sword in his hand was placed on the man's shoulder in an instant, and the sharp blade seemed to penetrate Zuo Bai's fragile neck.

It only takes a little more force, and blood will splatter.

A killing intent came from behind Zuo Bai, and he could feel that as long as he moved slightly, maybe he would die at this moment.

The stiff back trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat broke out inadvertently.

Immediately, he felt a hand touch his waist, and this faint touch made him feel his whole body start to convulse.

There was a "click", as if some rope had been cut.

The murderous aura behind him quietly disappeared, and the pressure receded.

The tense mood was finally completely relaxed at this moment, the originally stiff back was slowly let go, and the shoulders stretched out.

"I took the pass." Zuo Bai didn't look back, because he realized that he didn't have the courage.

He was even more afraid that the man would suddenly change his mind and return to kill him.

He, who was trying to survive on the tip of a knife, could naturally feel that the murderous aura that the man emitted just now was serious.

Although I don't know why he changed his mind, Zuo Bai couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He slumped to the ground and began to inhale hard.

Monster, what kind of monster is this? !

In this "Road to Heavenly Execution", if all the monsters of this level are left behind, what will happen? !

Holding the ground with both hands, he coughed several times, and then gradually stopped the trembling of his body after the catastrophe.

***

When Wang Junsheng got the pass, he didn't want to stay any longer, and decided to get out of the forest as soon as possible.

This mountain forest has a vast landscape, green trees towering into the sky, and mist, it seems that something has been peeping at them, the participants.

This place was the place where Wang Junsheng had been before. It didn't mean that he had been here in the memory of his previous life, but that he had been here five years ago. The further he walked in, the stronger the feeling of familiarity.

And when Wang Junsheng really saw the mountain range that divided Jinhong Valley and Jiuhuatian, he couldn't help but start to marvel at the magic of the creator.

Just when Wang Junsheng was about to leave, he found himself surrounded.

Although, he knew the whereabouts of these ten people very clearly from the beginning.

He turned around, raised his eyes, and stared straight ahead.

"Boy, how about handing over your pass?"

Wang Junsheng looked at these monks with fierce faces, and then at their number, feeling funny.So, he also hooked the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps it was because the corners of the mouth were hooked just right, and the ten people actually saw Wang Junsheng's ridicule towards them.

"You, you, what... what do you mean?" One person showed a fierce look, but unfortunately he has a stutter, no matter how much he pretended to be fierce, he couldn't cover up his second-handed temperament from the inside out.

"Then what do you mean, Your Excellency?" Wang Junsheng found it very interesting.

In such a single-player game, there are still people in a group. He really doesn't know whether to lament that they are stronger than each other, or lament that they have not yet distinguished the form.

What's more, now that ten people came to surround him together, he would not believe that they just wanted a pass.The excuse is too fake, you can see through it at a glance.

"Don't talk nonsense, since you are ignorant of current affairs, don't blame us for being rude!" Someone among the ten people suddenly said, and then stopped talking nonsense, and raised their feet to attack.

Wang Junsheng stayed where he was for a while, and then slowly greeted his vigorous attack.

But just when Wang Junsheng was about to kill him, he heard an old voice from afar.

"Ten people bully one person, your skins are really thick!"

The voice was very similar... the voice of an old man I heard just outside the barrier.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

In the depths of this mountain forest, are those guides secretly watching what they are doing?

For a moment, the ten people panicked and immediately looked at each other, ready to flee.

But he didn't want to, Wang Junsheng didn't look flustered at all, shuttled among the ten people, and fixed them all in place.

Everyone: Gathering crowds to fight (not) you are not afraid of losing the qualification of the competition!You are amazing, boy!