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Text Chapter 132 The Academy¡¯s Ten Elites, Yuan Bupo

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    Chapter 132: Ten Elites of the Academy, Yuan Bupo "As you wish." Feng Zi pointed his long sword at an angle and looked at the evil-looking man with interest.  Feng Zi felt that he had benefited a lot from his previous battle with Li Shentong and had accumulated a lot of experience in swordsmanship. This time his opponent used a rare two-handed giant sword, which should also inspire him.  The onlookers who were watching the martial arts did not expect that the fighting would reach its climax so quickly. The atmosphere in the arena was heated for a while, and some familiar people even started to open handicaps and set odds, making the atmosphere even more heated.  The crowd was roaring with excitement, and a joyful mood spread throughout the city. More and more people gathered after hearing the news.  Precisely because of this, many merchants and hawkers took this opportunity to make a lot of money, and they all looked happy.  This situation has never happened in Nishang City even during the Shangwu Festival.  Dian Zhan's face was disgusting but not evil. He looked very bluffing. Before the battle, he reminded people: "No, no, I'm not a vegetarian. If you get hurt later, don't blame me!" Feng Zi  He laughed: "The sword has no eyes, so there is no need to care." As soon as he said these words, Dian Zhan's black and red aura flowed and shuttled around his body, muscles were piled up, veins burst out, and his momentum was violent and ferocious.  Feng Zi could see through the opponent's background at a glance: "The dark blood evil Qi is a relatively unconventional technique." Feng Zi was still observing and thinking, but Dian Zhan couldn't hold back and rushed forward first.  I saw him slashing horizontally with the giant sword in both hands, and the black and red zhenqi on it instantly exploded, throwing out a giant crescent sword energy.  Although Dian Zhan only used one sword, Feng Zi already understood the opponent's fighting style.  Using momentum to oppress, using strength to subdue and kill, this is an upright and domineering crushing.  "This is a matter of personal style." Feng Zi was thoughtful and seemed to have some realization in his heart, so he turned away slightly.  The sword energy of Dian Zhan fell on the ground more than ten feet away, causing dust to fly in all directions. Some weak warriors turned pale and immediately retreated further away.  This time I was lucky and didn¡¯t get hit from the front. What about next time?  If you are seriously injured, can you go on stage to seek compensation?  We are all martial arts practitioners and we cannot afford to be embarrassed!  After several breaths, the two of them had passed several moves.  Feng Zi dodged all the attacks, and Dian Zhan was filled with irritation and anxiety. He couldn't help shouting angrily: "If you are a man, you must fight with dignity! Don't hide and avoid!" Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Feng Zi's mouth: "  "Okay." The opponent's tricks are not subtle, they only rely on momentum and true energy. Other than that, they don't inspire him much, and there is not much benefit in continuing the fierce battle.  Feng Zi immediately jumped up and approached, holding the sword behind his back and pushing it up.  Seeing that Feng Zi was finally willing to confront him head-on, using only one hand, Dian Zhan's eyes flashed with glint: "You are too trusting, you will lose! I am born with supernatural power. When I was a teenager, I could kill a cow with one punch."  "It's gone!" He immediately held the sword in both hands and slashed it down hard.  Clang!  The harsh buzzing of metal vibrations made people around the ring cover their ears with painful expressions on their faces.  Some warriors who were weaker and closer to the ring had blood oozing from their ears.  When the two swords touched each other, the giant sword in Dian Zhan's hand was blown away, shattered in mid-air, and turned into dozens of iron butterflies, dancing in the air.  "You are stronger than me, you are a pure man, I am willing to admit defeat!" Dian Zhan was stunned for a while, came to his senses, gave Feng Zi a warrior's salute with cupped fists, and then left without any sloppiness.  Feng Zi closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, quietly waiting for the next challenger. He was also waiting for his long-lost friend - Feng Xingya.  Under the ring, Li Shentong, who had been devastated by his defeat to Feng Zi, seemed to have been reborn, his eyes sparkling and he was full of fighting spirit again.  "At that moment, the temperament of this white-haired young man was the same as that of Master Guanyin!" "He is definitely an innate venerable, and there is no mistake!" "When I enter the innate realm in my future cultivation, I may not be able to defeat him!" Li  After Shentong took a deep look at Feng Zi, he left with high spirits.  After Li Shentong and Dian Zhan, another dagger warrior with a thin body and sinister eyes came on stage.  This person had some evil intentions and repeatedly used left-handed techniques to make sneak attacks. However, Feng Zi learned "Qi" from his swordsmanship, so he didn't care too much. He just made the opponent suffer a little physical pain. A small punishment would be a big punishment.  commandment.  Feng Zi defeated three strong players in a rowThe leader was unparalleled in the limelight and his momentum was so great that many warriors stopped and did not dare to continue the challenge.  It took another half an hour before someone came up to the ring and proposed a literary fight.  After all, Feng Zi has innate realm and vision, and his sword skills are not bad, so all these challengers were completely defeated by him without exception.  Time passed by, and it was seven days later in the blink of an eye.  Because many strong swordsmen are accustomed to fighting at night, Feng Zi also refuses anyone who comes, so during these seven days, he hardly slept at all.  Fortunately, he has great strength. After entering the innate realm, his life essence has been improved. He will not feel uncomfortable if he does not rest for a period of time, and his combat power will not be reduced.  Accepting challenges day and night, Feng Zi's swordsmanship became increasingly refined, integrating the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought. He came up with his own ideas and could proudly say: "I have a glimpse of the way of swordsmanship!"  The strongest person at the peak of swordsmanship may also be inspired by a Mengtong child who is just learning swordsmanship.  In the past, Feng Zi was like an uncut jade. These days of sparring with countless warriors have improved his swordsmanship a lot.  The spear is the art of defeating fierce generals in battle, and the sword is the art of assassinating and beheading rangers.  In his previous life, Feng Zi was more proficient in spear skills. In this life, he takes more opportunities to hone his sword skills and constantly improves his martial arts.  "It's been seven days!" Feng Zi slowly opened his eyes. The number of warriors watching from the outside of the ring continued to increase. It was very lively, but no one dared to challenge again.  Standing in the center of the ring, with thousands of people watching, Feng Zi felt very lonely.  Feng Zi looked around at everyone. Wherever he looked, all the warriors lowered their heads to avoid his sharp edge, and couldn't help but think about it.  "Feng Xingya still hasn't appeared. I accept his title of 'Jiu Sword Immortal' without politeness." Just as Feng Zi was about to leave, a resolute young man wearing a golden dragon robe appeared.  in front of him.  Feng Zi stopped, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.  This person came by flying in the sky.  He can clearly feel the strength of the other party.  He is not the kind of warrior who has just entered the innate world, but a being who has officially entered the [psychic] realm and can freely control the vitality of heaven and earth.  "Xiantian! Another Xiantian Venerable!" "Two major Xiantians are clashing!" "It's a rare sight in a hundred years! After Old Wang gets this news, I wonder if he will regret leaving early!" After seven days of guarding,  Lei, although Feng Zi did not show any mysterious power, no one doubted his identity as an innate master.  At this moment, another Xiantian arrived, and the audience was buzzing with excitement. While the onlookers were discussing, they also retreated further.  "I heard that as long as I defeat you, I will have fine wine to drink?" The resolute young man looked at Feng Zi jokingly: "Junior, you look very confident, please sign up." Feng Zi used the secret method of searching for the magic power, and used a little energy  As soon as he swept away his strength, he knew that the other party was past the age of forty and was more than twice his age. It was not arrogant to call him a junior.  Therefore, Feng Zi was not angry because of the other party's attitude, and said with a calm face: "My name is Feng Zi." Seeing Feng Zi's calm performance of neither being humble nor arrogant, a trace of admiration appeared on the face of the resolute young man. He smiled heartily and said to himself  He introduced: "Xiantian Academy, Yuan Bupo." As soon as he said this, Feng Zi's eyes flashed with surprise.  Yuan Bupo¡¯s reputation is as thunderous as ever. He was once a figure he admired and admired, but he didn¡¯t want to go to the ring today and take the initiative to ¡°challenge¡± him.  Feng Zi asked: "Ten heroes of the academy?" Yuan Bupo's face was calm, but a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he said reservedly: "Your Excellency comes from Yuan Sheng Tiangong, or is he from Youmi Leader?" "Rogue cultivator." Hearing this.  At Feng Zi's words, Yuan Bupo laughed and shook his head: "Just don't want to say it, why bother lying to each other?" Innateness may not come from the three holy places, but the innateness of young people must come from the three holy places. This is an iron rule that has been around for thousands of years.  Never been broken.  ¡°If you want to break through acquired obstacles and transform yourself, you need physical fitness, understanding, elixirs, exercises, and good teachers¡± Geniuses in casual cultivation have rarely appeared in history, because these conditions are indispensable.  Only those warriors who have received the inheritance from their predecessors have a slight chance of being better than their peers in the Holy Land.  Seeing that Feng Zi remained silent, Yuan Bupo pointed to the two jars of wine behind Feng Zi and took the initiative to speak: "The city gate is on fire, affecting the fish in the pond. If we fight by force, the following people may not survive, so we have to fight by force.  " "I am not good at swordsmanship, but I am also good at swordsmanship.?Tasting that fine wine, is there any compromise?  Feng Zi raised his eyebrows and said, "Lend me a gun and we can compete in marksmanship."  "Practice spear like practicing boxing. One day without touching your hands will make you happy, and three days without touching will make you forget half of it. Although Feng Zi practices spear skills every day, it has been a long time since he has competed with others, so his marksmanship is still a bit rusty. " He is very familiar with it.  I know this academy senior and know that he is also good at spear skills, so I can take this opportunity to practice. "Oh?  Are you also good at marksmanship?  " Yuan Bupo's eyes flashed with excitement. He slapped his forehead and two spears appeared in his hands: "Choose one yourself.  " One spear is golden and bright, with dragon patterns carved on it, and is eight feet long. The other spear is dark and deep, simple and unpretentious, but the tip of the spear is sharp with a little bit of cold murderous intent. They are all innate spiritual martial arts! Feng Zishou!  With one move, the black gun fell into his hands. This gun was refined by the opponent and could not exert its full power in Feng Zi's hands, but it was enough for Wen Ji. "We agreed in advance.  " Yuan Bupo looked at Feng Zi seriously and said with an evil look on his face: "Not everyone can use my 'Shadow'. If your spear skills are too poor, I feel that you have tainted it.  " "I will" "Kill you!  "
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