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Gu Yuan was watching with great interest when the two brothers Yi Wen and Yi Wu suddenly pulled him towards the ring next to him. Gu Yuan was afraid that he and Yun Duoduo would be separated, so he quickly called Yun Duoduo to come with him.
Yi Wu said excitedly: "Gu Yuan, come on, come on, come here, let's take a look, Cao Yunrui is over here!"
Gu Yuan asked strangely: "Who is Cao Yunrui?"
Yi Wen explained from the side: "This Cao Yunrui has won several games in a row. I heard that some sect elders are paying attention to him and may accept him as an inner disciple. Let's go and have a look!"
Gu Yuan led Yun Duoduo and followed the two brothers Yi Wen and Yi Wu to another arena. They saw that the monk named Cao Yunrui on the stage was indeed very skilled. His body was like a swimming dragon and his fists were like the wind.
In this match, Cao Yunrui¡¯s opponent is Ge Hongbao.
Although Cao Yunrui was bare-handed, he still fought back and forth with Ge Hongbao, who was holding a long sword, without losing at all.
Ge Hongbao's move was a white rainbow piercing the sun. Cao Yunrui slipped sideways to avoid Ge Hongbao's attack, and then leaned forward to attack at close range.
Ge Hongbao's move failed and he secretly said something bad, and quickly withdrew his sword and returned to defense.
As expected, when Cao Yunrui withdrew his sword, his fists shot towards him like meteors.
Ge Hongbao's steps kept shifting, and the long sword in his hand blocked the attack from the left and right, blocking the direction of Cao Yunrui's fist and interrupting the momentum of Cao Yunrui's fist falling like a meteor.
Who would have thought that Cao Yunrui smiled slightly, suddenly kicked the ground with his feet, and rolled in the air. His feet were like two steel whips, slashing towards Ge Hongbao's head.
¡° If this attack were to be carried out, Ge Hongbao would lose the ability to resist on the spot.
Ge Hongbao quickly made an extremely difficult movement. His feet were like taking root and he gripped the ground tightly.
But his upper body bent straight behind him like a broken willow.
At the same time, he held the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword pointed upward, and raised it diagonally towards Cao Yunrui, who was turning over in the air.
This time, the flexibility of Ge Hongbao's waist was extremely tested.
¡°Thanks to Ge Hongbao¡¯s regular practice, he was able to perform this action so easily.
Originally, Ge Hongbao thought that with this action, he should be able to turn defeat into victory and seriously injured Cao Yunrui, who was tumbling in the air.
Who would have known that at the moment when he tilted his sword, Cao Yunrui suddenly rolled over as if there were eyes behind his back.
¡°At this moment, Cao Yunrui¡¯s originally face-up body suddenly turned face-down.
Immediately, his palms suddenly closed together.
The long sword tilted in Ge Hongbao's hand was actually caught in Cao Yunrui's palm.
Ge Hongbao had just been stunned by Cao Yunrui's sudden change of moves when he suddenly saw a pair of big feet kicking him in the chest in a series of extremely fast movements.
In Ge Hongbao's current situation, he had no time to dodge, so he had to hit Cao Yunrui's feet firmly, and was kicked to the ground and slid out.
Ge Hongbao suffered a heavy blow to his chest. He propped up half of his body on his elbows. Before he could speak, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
He felt the pain in his chest and knew that he had suffered internal injuries and was no match for Cao Yunrui, so he had no choice but to throw away the sword in his hand and admit defeat to Cao Yunrui.
Cao Yunrui saluted the audience with a red face, and the audience cheered.
"Gu Yuan, look, the old man in gray is the elder who is interested in Cao Yunrui."
Gu Yuan followed Yi Wen's fingers and saw an old man surrounded by disciples in the crowd. The old man was looking at Cao Yunrui, nodding and smiling. It seems that the rumors are true, this old man is indeed somewhat interested in him.
Gu Yuan asked in a low voice, "Do you know the origin of this old man?"
Yi Wen shook his head: "I really don't know this. I only know that this elder's surname is Liu. I heard them call him Elder Liu."
Gu Yuan nodded thoughtfully.
The next person to play was Wu Guoliang, who had just won the victory before. His opponent was Yang Meng, a strong young man who was good at using the ghost head sword.
Both of them have young minds.
They knew that Elder Liu was selecting disciples in the audience, and they were extremely excited, and they all wanted to show off. If they were selected by Elder Liu, they would be able to jump over the dragon gate and become an inner disciple.
With this thought in mind, the Ghost Head Sword, which weighed thirty or forty kilograms, seemed to be completely weightless in Yang Meng's hands.
This makes Yang Meng¡¯s moves extremely powerful and powerful, but also very light and powerful.??.
Coupled with Yang Meng's weird pace, Wu Guoliang, who always likes to solve battles quickly, had to calm down and be careful to deal with Yang Meng's serial killing moves.
Looking at Wu Guoliang floating around him like a ghost.
Yang Meng also appeared extremely calm and cold, not at all upset because his attack failed.
He stared closely at Wu Guoliang's every move and caught the details of Wu Guoliang's every move.
In these details, he would predict Wu Guoliang's next movement direction in advance, and then the ghost-headed sword in his hand would also change the direction of transportation, always ensuring that Wu Guoliang could only move away under his blade.
This approach seems a bit passive.
But Yang Meng knew in his heart that Wu Guoliang was very powerful. Only by keeping him on the edge of his own blade could he make the most correct and timely response in the first place.
Yang Meng is physically strong. He has struggled with his strength for so many years. What he is least afraid of is a protracted battle.
As long as his ancestral sword skills are continuously superimposed, the further the battle progresses, the more powerful his moves will be.
If he were allowed to stack up to ninety-nine and eighty-one moves, he would be even more confident that one move could make Wu Guoliang hateful on the spot.
Wu Guoliang naturally had no way of knowing what Yang Meng was thinking.
But he also slowly felt something was wrong from Yang Meng's increasingly stronger sword power.
Although he didn¡¯t know why Yang Meng¡¯s sword became more and more powerful, he knew that he couldn¡¯t waste time with Yang Meng like this.
So he simply slowed down his steps, changed his previous light and wandering footwork, made fists with both hands, and struck towards Yang Meng in front of him like thunder.
YangMeng obviously did not expect that he would suddenly change his moves. For a moment, the Ghost Head Sword in his hand was in front of his fists, and he actually chose passive defense.
This made Wu Guoliang decide to pursue the victory.
This time, he no longer just used his fists to fight the enemy, but used any part of his body that could attack the enemy.
Fists, elbows, knees, soles of feet, even shoulders, head, all places that can be used for impact are used by him to attack.
Since he discovered that Yang Meng's sword skills became more and more powerful as time went on, he directly adopted a close-fitting style of fighting, staying within two steps of Yang Meng, preventing Yang Meng from swinging his ghost-headed sword. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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