"Hahaha, I knew you couldn't stand it!" A hearty laughter sounded in the yard, and a tall figure jumped out from the wall. His tough and strong figure held a thick wide knife in his hand, shining with dazzling cold light and striking eyes.

Cai Donglai, a new martial arts master from the Martial Arts Academy, was assigned to the mentor of Nanjuncheng Martial Arts after "Swift Wheel Flying" rated the king-level martial arts skills. He has a lot of experience in the field of heavy weapons and is also a very few practitioners who have gained some insights and gained something after getting "Swift Wheel Flying".

For some time, Nie Kong has been asking for advice and learning from Cai Donglai in the Martial Arts Academy. Cai Donglai has a purer perspective. Nie Kong has a higher level of guidance in the inheritance of the Fang Seal. Seeing that the angles are different, the things that are understood are slightly different. They also have great help to each other. Cai Donglai, who was not very outstanding in the Martial Arts Academy in his thirties and Nie Kong, who has been in his spare time for more than ten years, have a common language and have become friends. Nie Kong needs to prove his practice, and Cai Donglai needs to feel Nie Kong's more sharp insights in actual combat.

"war!"

"ha!"

Nie Kong gave his unique weapon a very suitable name - the Remnant Blade, which not only recalls the incomplete martial arts skills he cannot practice for a period of time in his life, but also makes it appropriate for this type of millstone weapon like the only lacks the extension area of ​​the arm.

Nie Kong did not take advantage of the weapon to attack the broad sword with the residual blade. Cai Donglai also wanted to use the level of a martial artist to bully the other party before he reached the level of Qigong. Unexpectedly, Nie Kong caught him off guard as soon as he fought. If he hadn't taken the move in time, Cai Donglai would have already lost with one move.

"You..." Cai Dong looked at his clothes with his chest cut open. Mu Leng looked at Nie Kong in surprise, and raised his hand and pointed.

"If you want to fight, you must do your best." Nie Kong did not hide his already complete level of anger. His sharp aura rose into the sky and attacked Cai Donglai on the opposite side.

"Haha, okay, that's how happy!" Cai Donglai laughed loudly, no longer suppressed the level, waved the broad knife, and waved his arms with the rhythm of "The Flying Wheel", and the broad knife came up with the top of the top. The pure power and speed without any tricks.

Bang!

Nie Kong flipped his wrist and cruelly collided with Kuangdao with cross-section. This was a real collision between him and his weapon. He was unwilling to take advantage of the weapon. With just one move, the two of them rushed up their blood and their throats were burning. They could not tolerate each other's skills. The triple lock of speed, power and momentum made the battle simplified. Cai Donglai knew that his weapon was at a disadvantage. Kuangdao pressed a pair of cruelty and flipped the side, and his right leg and knee hit Nie Kong's abdomen.

Nie Kong relaxed his arms, and after he released his strength, he penetrated his ears and launched a counterattack. His movement frequency was even more weird than that of Cai Donglai, and his attack angle was even more unexpected.

Cai Donglai leaned slightly, and his knees turned from top to side kicked. One arm blocked Nie Kong's arms and the other arm slapped his neck and throat from the side.

"Uh." With a muffled groan, Nie Kong took a few steps back and spurted out a mouthful of blood, blocking the opponent's blow to the throat with his shoulders. His left leg was aching faintly and he had just suffered a side strike on the opponent's right leg.

On the other hand, Cai Donglai's hair on the left and right sides of the temple was missing. Nie Kong made a temporary move. After his arms were blocked by the opponent, his elbows bent and his attack target was transferred, leaving Cai Donglai half-bald.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Nie Kong spread his hands: "Fight to death, I can't get the situation where I have the upper hand."

Cai Donglai did not underestimate himself. The opponent did not take advantage of the weapons, and he did not use more ruthless and direct killing moves. He had an advantage in fighting to the death, and had the advantage in fighting against Nie Kong.

Nie Kong picked up the remaining blades on the ground, and almost ten out of ten battles were played. Although it was just a quick duel in the blink of an eye, he also benefited a lot. The continuous image of the previous battle scenes in his mind was looking for shortcomings. The madman in his cultivation came from countless loneliness and boredom, while the real fighting powerhouse had to take into account the former and had to go through countless battles and countless life and death before he could be forged.

The first time I really fought against a master of the same level, Nie Kong was still excited until the night, and he had never felt excited before. He just felt that if he kept fighting, he would be even more excited. It turned out that this was what everyone called fighting growth.

He did not fall asleep overnight, and healing pills and "qi" skills were used to repair it. Heavy snow covered the entire Nanjun city overnight. The rising sun made the weather even colder. Nie Kong opened his eyes and couldn't help but feel excited. Every cell in his body was trembling, impulsive, and waiting for what was about to happen.

I took a look at the box containing the broken blades. The weapons made purely for the sake of killing are indeed not suitable for fighting. Yesterday, I said that fighting to the death will lead to defeat. The skills of "The Flying Wheel" are indeed fierce and terrifying, and they are extremely brave in the battle, but they lack the strange changes in the inheritance of Fangyin. There are many small changes hidden in the opening and closing. It is these small changes that have made Nie Kong more fierce killing moves. These killing moves are like the broken blades. They will never stop until they take action. The viciousness of the moves is shocking.

Cai Donglai also benefited a lot. He spent the whole night reading his combat memories. Those things that could make him grow would not be absorbed by the overnight insights. He took a deep breath and was about to discuss them with the dean in the near future. Just as he was about to get up, a sharp breath rushed over. He fought at close range and did not think about the familiarity of this breath except Nie Kong.

Without further ado, Cai Donglai, who opened the door, greeted him with Nie Kong's fist that seemed delicate but was actually full of power.

In less than half an incense stick, the courtyard returned to its calmness, but the snow on the ground was no longer as beautiful as in the early morning. If someone cleaned the snow at this moment, he would definitely find that the ground had collapsed a few inches long ago, and there were even obvious deep pits in some places. The snow that was penetrated by blood embellished the entire courtyard, becoming the only witness of the fierce battle before.

On the first day, both sides were injured, and both sides were very excited. After the fierce collision, they continued their previous good condition.

In the next few days, as long as the body allowed him, Nie Kong would come to the Martial Arts Academy to challenge Cai Donglai at the moment when the morning light shone into the Nanjun city. From the initial court struggle to a slight decline, to the equal-to-date rivalry, to the later Cai Donglai gradually could not adapt to the high-intensity confrontation and began to fall. After that, he could not rise completely.

It was another warm morning. The snow melted on the sunny days, and there were more people on the streets. Cai Donglai covered his chest. He didn't know if the other party had any magic pills, but he knew that all the healing pills in his bag had been consumed. The strong physical fitness and ability to fight back that he once proud had been severely damaged recently. That guy was just a monster. With that guy's strength, who would dare to say a waste of money in the entire Nanjun City, practiced for half a year to achieve the realm of martial arts. If it was spread, if he was three or four years younger, I guess those guys in the General Hospital would look at him sideways?
Chapter completed!