Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 9: Frightening evil sword spectrum

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Chapter 9 The Frightening Sword Spectrum

Everyone looked for fame, but Yang Chen slowly stood up in the crowd.

He stood up gracefully and gracefully, walked slowly in front of everyone, and stood with his hands behind.

"Wu Jing, I'll ask you again, are you sure you want to fight me?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, his face calm.

"Why don't you beat me to tell you what to do? Why, are you afraid of it?" Wu Jing frowned, looking at Yang Chen who was indifferent in front of him, his heart burst into anger.

Yang Chen's light and breezy appearance gave Wu Jing a feeling of being despised, which was extremely uncomfortable!

"Okay!" Yang Chen nodded and jumped directly onto the martial arts platform.

Seeing this scene, the crowd exclaimed, watching this scene in disbelief.

"Yang Chen actually accepted Wu Jing's challenge?"

"Hey, is this trash really brave? Just want to die like that?"

"I bet he will lose within five strokes!"

"Five moves? You too look at him too high? I bet two moves!"

Not only from Class 3, but even the students in Yang Chen's class are full of mockery, and are very disinterested in Yang Chen.

Ling Yuyao was also worried, looking at what Yang Chen wanted to say on the stage, but when she remembered the scene on the playground just now, she just abruptly held back.

"Hmph, aren't you very good? See how you brag? Just let you suffer a bit, and a longer memory is good!" Ling Yuyao snorted softly.

On the high platform, Yang Chen and Wu Jing face each other.

Everyone looked at the two of them, with only the look of watching the show in their eyes, without expectation.

For them, this is a game without suspense.

"What's your name?" Wu Jing looked at Yang Chen and asked.

"Yang Chen."

"Yang Chen?" Wu Jing muttered, and laughed: "It seems that your popularity in your class is very low? Not only are the people in our class not optimistic about you, even your class has no one to cheer you on What?"

"Why do you have to remember things outside your body?"

Yang Chen said calmly: "Since you have agreed to compete with me, you should focus your attention on me, otherwise, you will lose miserably."

"It was a terrible loss?" Wu Jing turned around as if he had heard something interesting, and said to the crowd: "Have you heard? This guy actually said he wanted me to lose badly? You are ridiculous. Not ridiculous?"

As soon as Wu Jing dialect came out, there was an uproar around him.

Everyone looked at Yang Chen, like a monster.

"Damn, I heard you right, this guy said he wanted Wu Jing to lose badly?"

"Yes, this guy is too crazy, right? Wu Jing is the strongest in our class. Even Ling Yuyao is not his opponent. Is he better than Ling Yuyao?"

"Well, it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!"

These people had a sympathetic attitude towards Yang Chen before, after all, neither was of the same level. And when they heard Yang Chen's words, they suddenly felt that Yang Chen was a little bit ignorant.

Even Guo Fengxing on the side shook his head repeatedly.

In his opinion, Yang Chen is still too arrogant. If the opponent has the strength, it doesn't matter, but everyone knows that Yang Chen has always been the bottom of the class.

And with this kind of strength, I dare to speak out.

All the good feelings about Yang Chen before disappeared in an instant.

Yang Chen ignored the mockery of those around him.

His eyes are only Wu Jing.

"Wu Jing, do you think you are amazing?" Yang Chen asked suddenly.

"Of course it's amazing!" Wu Jing said proudly: "I have become a fifth-level warrior at the age of eighteen, and I have cultivated to the top sixth form of the Sword of Fright. Not to mention that the Tianxing Academy is the entire empire. In the younger generation, how many people can compare to my Wu Jing?"

Wu Jing snorted coldly, looking arrogant.

The crowd in the audience nodded slightly.

What he said is the truth.

A genius like Wu Jing is indeed rare in the entire Qingfeng Empire, and even those high-level officials in the empire will praise him again and again.

However, when everyone thought Yang Chen would be frightened, they did not expect that the other party shook his head and sneered:

"Ignorance!"

"What?" Wu Jing's face was dark.

"Although you are somewhat famous in the Qingfeng Empire, in my opinion, it is nothing more than sitting in a well and looking at the sky, with a frog at the bottom of the well. Do you know how vast the territory of Canglan Continent is? Empire geometry? Genius geometry? People like you, What's more? I have seen someone stepping into Wuzong at the age of 20, and the power of a sword can break the mountains and rivers! I have also seen someone set up their own martial arts school at the age of fifteen! Compared with them, what capital do you have Boasting a genius?"

Yang Chen stretched out a finger and said calmly: "To deal with you, I only need a punch."

Wu Jing's face was blue and white, and his lungs were about to explode, and he shouted angrily: "Pretend to be a fool! When I knock you down, see if you have the confidence to say this?"

Wu Jing's feet shook, and his whole body burst out like a wolf. The five fingers of his right hand were bent and pinched into claws. The spiritual power fluctuated, exuding bursts of danger.

"Quick Eagle Claws?"

"This is the third-rank martial arts. In addition to the evil sword spectrum, Wu Jingge is the strongest one!"

"Hey, it seems that King Wu is really angry, that kid will lose!"

Just when everyone was thinking about what kind of attitude Yang Chen would fly off the martial arts stage, Yang Chen on that stage moved.

Just raised his right hand and punched.

This punch was unremarkable and looked very ordinary. However, when he fell on Wu Jing, he heard a scream of "Ah", and Wu Jing flew upside down in an instant, and fell directly to the ground in the shock of everyone's eyes.

"Cough, cough." Wu Jing spouted a mouthful of blood and coughed violently.

There was a sharp pain in the chest area, as if a few ribs were broken.

"This..."

"Yang Chen won?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Ling Yuyao covered her small mouth and was speechless in surprise.

No one thought that Wu Jing, who was invincible, would be hit by a punch in Yang Chen's hands?

Is this a dream?

"Put away these fists and embroidered legs." Yang Chen retracted his fist and said calmly: "The so-called warrior is about killing the enemy with the fastest means. Your tricks are flashy and useless for me."

Yang Chen glanced at Wu Jing on the ground and couldn't help shaking his head.

He would never tell Wu Jing so much if he didn't look after the other person's old friend.

"Shut up!" Wu Jing groaned, and stood up from the ground tremblingly, and said: "I just made a carelessness. Do you really think you are something? If I try my best, you Can you still be proud here?"

"Yes, my Wu Jing hasn't done his best yet!"

As soon as Wu Jing said something, a girl in the crowd hummed.

"Yes, if my family Wu Jing exerts all his strength, Yang Chen is definitely not his opponent!"

"This guy, he must have just attacked Wu Jing when he was not paying attention. He still had a condescending tone. Does he really think he is Wu Jing's opponent?"

A group of female fans of Wu Jing said in dissatisfaction immediately, and pointed the finger at Yang Chen.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

"In that case, do your best." Yang Chen raised his eyelids slightly and said lightly.

Wu Jing gave a cold snort and rushed out directly. This time, his attack was stronger and faster than before!

And Yang Chen...

Another punch...

Boom!

Wu Jing flew out.

"Come again!" Yang Chen stretched out his finger and hooked.

Wu Jing suddenly felt insulted and rushed toward Yang Chen in a rampage.

Boom!

Within a moment, Wu Jing was once again blown away by Yang Chen.

"Come again!"

Boom!

Wu Jing flew out...

Boom!

Wu Jing flew out...

In less than five minutes, Wu Jing has been beaten by Yang Chen five or six times.

Everyone was completely speechless by this scene, and everyone froze in place, dumbfounded.

If once is a fluke, can two or three times be called a fluke?

That obviously can't!

"Genius!" Guo Fengxing said excitedly: "Why didn't I find out before that Yang Chen is a real martial arts genius!"

On the high platform, looking at Wu Jing who was beaten flying again, Yang Chen shook his head and said calmly: "It seems that you have forgotten the purpose of martial arts. Didn't your grandfather teach you, no matter what you face? Will the enemy go all out?"

"Draw your sword, otherwise you are not my opponent."

Wu Jing's face changed slightly, he stood up from the ground, touched behind him, and drew out the sword with a "clang".

"Wu Jing drew his sword!"

"My God, Wu Jing was forced to draw his sword?"

"Does he want to use the Sword of Fright?"

Screams of exclamation continued from the crowd, and the shock was no less than that of Wu Jing being kicked into the air.

Because, no one has ever seen Wu Jing draw a sword...

"Very good." Yang Chen smiled slightly: "Come on, let me see the Sword of Frightening Evil."

Wu Jing gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Chen, you can be the first person to force me to draw the sword, but you will soon regret everything you have done...because in front of Jingxie Swordplay , Everything is in vain!"

Wu Jing's eyes are fierce.

Suddenly...

Wu Jing waved the sword in his hand, and the blue sword aura gushed out from it, shooting out like lightning at Yang Chen.

"The Fifth Type of Shocking Evil Sword Book-Shocking Sting!"

Woohoo...

Sword Qi is like a divine thunder from nine days, and like a rainstorm, countless swords rushed out of the sword tightly and shot towards Yang Chen below.

At this time...

Yang Chen suddenly bent down and picked up a branch from his side.

Slightly touch the sky.

"The Fifth Type of Shocking Evil Sword Book-Shocking Sting!"

Below one point, a sky full of sword aura flew from the branch, directly hitting Wu Jing's sword aura.

Boom boom boom...

Those sword qi collapsed instantly.

"This is?" Guo Fengxing's expression changed drastically, and he watched this scene in shock.

"There can be no mistake..." Teacher Tan helped the glasses frame.

From his trembling fingers, it can be seen that Teacher Tan's heart is extremely shaken at this moment.

When Wu Jing saw this scene, his face was pale and bloodless, as if he had seen something unbelievable, he took a few steps back and said:

"Why did you frighten evil swordsmanship?"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the crowd boiled instantly.

"What? This is the Sword of Frightening Evil?"

"Why did Yang Chen frighten evil swordsmanship? Isn't this the martial arts of the Martial Arts Association?"

"Say! Where did you learn the Sword of Frightening Evil?" Wu Jing pointed at Yang Chen, trembling, speechless, he even felt like a dream. This [Frightening Evil Sword Spectrum] is a unique secret book of the Wuzhe Association, but Yang Chen not only knows how to use it, but also resorted to the fifth style, Shocking Sting?

And no matter from which point of view, Yang Chen’s startling sting is much more perfect than Wu Jing!

This hit Wu Jing deeply.

"How could I?" Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly.

The Jingxie Sword Book is the martial arts he created.

How can Wu Jing guess?

Yang Chen raised Mu Zhi, pointed at Wu Jingyao, calmly said:

"Come on, let me teach you how to use Jingxie Sword Score."