Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 71: The elegance of that sword

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Chapter 71, the grace of the sword

The place where the Thundercloud team is stationed.

Yang Chen and Wu Jing are in opposition.

Both of them are wearing gowns and swords.

Between the eyebrows, there is a strong sense of war.

I don't know when, there is a crowd of onlookers all around, watching these two people curiously, pointing, and there is a sense of excitement in their eyes.

"Look, isn't that Yang Chen?"

"The strongest dark horse this semester!"

"Hey, isn't Wu Jing opposite him? What are they going to do?"

"Could it be a duel? I heard that Wu Jing had been defeated by Yang Chen before. This time, I am afraid that I will find the original place!"

People whispered.

Ling Yuyao didn't know where to move a bench, holding a bag of food in her hand, eating it, watching this scene leisurely.

"Really, these two guys made such a big noise when they came." Ling Yuyao was full of resentment, as she said, she stuffed snacks into her mouth.

At this moment, in the crowd, a familiar figure stood impressively, staring at Yang Chen in front of him gloomily.

This person, Si Kongqing!

"Yang Chen, I didn't expect us to meet here? I wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself? It really didn't take much effort!" Sikongqing grinned and started to fight. What kind of idea.

Turn around and leave.

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"Yang Chen!" Wu Jing said: "I have learned all the nine types of the horrified evil sword spectrum. I hope you haven't forgotten your original promise!"

"Naturally." Yang Chen gave a faint smile, and while speaking, he drew the sword behind him.

The cold light gushes from the sword's edge, cold and biting.

It seemed that the air was a lot colder for a moment.

Wu Jing's face changed slightly, and he said: "This is... the sword of frightening evil? Isn't he in my grandfather? How could it be in your hands?"

Yang Chen's face remained as usual, and he said calmly: "I will tell you when you win."

"Get out of the sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Jing's expression changed abruptly, and he drew out the long sword behind him "cang", a sword energy swept from it, and with a fierce momentum, he instantly waved towards Yang Chen——

"The Sixth Form of the Frightening Evil Sword Book-Shocking Dragon!"

Roar!

A blue dragon instantly transformed into a huge blue dragon. It was as large as several tens of feet. It broke through the clouds from the sky and roared towards Yang Chen.

"Shocking Dragon?"

Seeing this scene, everyone around us exclaimed.

"Unexpectedly, the six-style shocking dragon first hand?"

"This dragon...I am afraid it is several times stronger than when Wu Jing used it before!"

Yang Chen raised his head and looked at the dragon quietly, with a smile on his face: "Yes, it seems that you have indeed grown in these two days."

Wu Jing said calmly: "That is natural, otherwise what do you think I am doing these two days? This time, I will win you!"

"Really." Yang Chen smiled slightly, unmoved.

While speaking, also swing a sword...

"The sixth form, startling the dragon!"

Roar!

A blue dragon, also transformed from Yang Chen's sword aura, and collided with Wu Jing's dragon. Along with the violent impact, a mushroom cloud suddenly turned up in the sky, like a tsunami in the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds was surging violently.

Such a violent collision immediately caused an unimaginable visual impact to everyone!

All the people sacrificed their spiritual power one after another, and then barely resisted the aftermath.

When the impact in the sky dissipated, a clanging blast immediately rang.

I saw that Yang Chen and Wu Jing had collided with each other at some unknown time, and the swords in their hands were slashed towards each other.

Ding! Ding! When...

Swords and swords struck each other, sparks splashed!

The two of you come and go, the swords are so sharp!

If you say that Wu Jing's sword is fierce, and the sword and sword are like a tiger descending the mountain. Then, Yang Chenjian is more like a snake, weird and enchanting, constantly stabbing Wu Jingjian, showing tricks!

"Good sword!" Not far away, a voice suddenly sounded: "Unexpectedly, my Star Academy would have such a good student! Teacher Liu, you can't help it!"

"The director is too rewarding." Liu Yan said with a smile: "Yang Chen, this kid, really surprised me, but I don't know, who is better than him or Wu Jing?"

The director of teaching smiled and said: "Although Yang Chen made a good sword, but Wu Jing was born in the Wuzhe Association after all. He has learned the evil sword from a young age. When it comes to swordsmanship, Yang Chen is still worse."

"Really..."

Liu Yan murmured softly, without saying much, but he was noncommittal in his heart.

The dean will think Wu Jingqiang is because he has not seen Yang Chen's true strength.

And, the style of that sword...

……

Ding!

After a harsh collision, Yang Chen and Wu Jing each stepped back.

The two hold sharp swords, like knights walking in the world, unruly.

"Your sword is too slow." Yang Chen said softly: "Wu Jing, although you have made progress in the past two days, you are still ambiguous about the meaning of the sword."

"What do you mean?" Wu Jing asked.

"You don't understand the meaning of swords!" Yang Chen's face straightened, like a stern teacher, and said seriously: "Your heart is not completely placed in the sword, so you can't understand the sword's intentions, and you can't make a sword Oneness!"

"So, your sword is too slow!"

"In the eyes of others, it may be seamless and breakable, but in my opinion, there are flaws everywhere!"

As soon as he said this, Wu Jing was a little gloomy, and his eyes burst into anger.

He practiced hard for a few days, but when he reached Yang Chen's mouth, he became worthless!

How does this make him not angry?

"Yang Chen, don't say you seem to know the sword!" Wu Jing scolded: "If you open your mouth and shut your sword intent, then tell me, what is sword intent?"

"Sword Intent..."

Yang Chen said indifferently: "This question, I seem to have told you last time, the so-called sword intent is cultivated to the extreme, and every flower, grass, mountain and stone can be called sword intent. This is the hand. Without a sword, there is a sword in the heart, and there is a sword to win without a sword!"

"As long as I want, this wind and this cloud can also be used by me..."

Yang Chen murmured, and suddenly raised his right hand.

Visible to the naked eye, the one in front of him suddenly distorted, as if there was a big empty hand holding the wind...

Yang Chen snapped his fingers!

Swish...

The wind shot out directly, leaving a trace on the stone.

The mark was cut out by a sharp blade, and the seam was flat and sharp.

Yang Chen shot again!

Swish swish...

Countless winds shot out, cutting the surrounding leaves in half.

It's as if there is really a sword in front of everyone.

"This is just a little trick, how can it be called sword intent?" Wu Jing gritted his teeth, a little unwilling.

"Oh? You seem unconvinced?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, pointing to the sky:

"So, how do you block this sword?"

Boom boom boom...

As soon as the voice fell, I only heard a huge roar from the sky, like thunder, deafening!

Wu Jingmeng looked up...

However, the next moment, he just froze in place.

On the sky, a huge sword energy of thousands of feet suddenly appeared!

It breaks through the sky, like a **** one foot...

A stab at Wu Jing!