Wei Cun originally thought that Chen Shaobai had just made a breakthrough and his physical fitness had improved, but before he could adapt, his swordsmanship would not increase but decrease. But he did not know that Chen Shaobai was a man of two lives, and his mental power was far superior to his peers. He had come into contact with the secret book of blood refining in advance. Once he broke through, he immediately controlled his body through a small amount of exercise. Although he could perfectly hold it, he was not far apart.

Therefore, to outsiders, the situation that would be dead is certain, for Chen Shaobai, he is confident.

Calmly analyzing and capturing the sword light rushing from all directions, Chen Shaobai pulled his feet and pulled back and wandered wildly with his superior speed.

What he wants is not victory, but a kill with one blow, to win beautiful things, and to leave a deep impression on the mysterious Wu Pei, so as to lay the foundation for future exchanges and operations.

But seeing him wandering around and avoiding, the look of comfort on Wei Cun's face became more and more obvious: "Do not! You should hide!"

In his eyes, Chen Shaobai has become a toy under the sword, and he abuses whatever he wants.

As long as Wei Cun accidentally "missing" kills Chen Shaobai, the incident of him killing someone and stealing his sword on that rainy night will never be exposed. In front of many mentors and deans, he is still a good student with both good character and academic performance. After he finished his studies, he will have a bright future whether in teaching or becoming an official in the court.

Thinking about these things, the Wanzai in Wei Cun's hands couldn't help but reveal a flaw.

Although this flaw was well concealed by Ling Lie's storm, it was not a disadvantage even in the eyes of swordsmen who were generally [Swords to Control the Gang]. But... Chen Shaobai is already the peak of swordsman in [Glass Mirror]. For him, these flaws were as conspicuous as the ink marks on white cloth.

So he immediately stopped retreating, and his feet suddenly pierced on the ground, as if they had broken rocks and rooted. His body was straightened, and the Bailianliang Sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

boom!

A thunder blasted, successfully breaking through the sword energy blockade around it, which was like a half-wrapped green leaf vines, and found a chance to break through.

Seeing this scene, Wei Cun curled his lips and outlined a look of disdain. He saw that Chen Shaobai's sword was just the power of the low-level swordsmanship after he had reached the peak of his maturity. As long as he exerted his strength again, he could successfully kill Chen Shaobai under the sword.

But the next moment, the disdain on Wei Cun's face became his last expression.

Because the long sword in Chen Shaobai's hand exploded in front of him.

The explosion of Bailian Liang Sword is definitely not because it cannot withstand the pressure of fighting against the two swords - after the swordsman has finished washing the marrow and blood exchange, he can completely cover the gale wind on the entire long sword. It can not only be used to kill enemies, but also protect weapons. How can it be so easy to destroy?

"Explosive Sword Gang."

There was another explosion, and the broken iron sheets were accompanied by the strong wind, like high-explosive bombs in their previous life, and their power was even far beyond Chen Shaobai's expectations.

Sizzling...

The violent explosion directly knocked Wei Cun to the waist, and his upper body was completely blown away. The sticky blood became an adhesive, making it tightly against the wall, and the internal organs and intestines fell off. The bright red blood dripped on the ground, emitting a fishy smell.

After inserting the bare hilt of the sword back into the scabbard, Chen Shaobai was not afraid of blood. He plundered all the money items on Wei Cun, and then lifted the green sword on the ground.

Looking at the blackness that was blown out of Wan Zai Jian's body, Chen Shaobai smiled: "Welcome back, old man."

The swordsman's blood was surprisingly viscous and hot, and even raised the temperature of the entire auditorium a little.

Bathed in a bloody atmosphere, some students who had never killed anyone with sword training changed their faces and covered their mouths and started to retching. However, they were not ordinary people, so no one really spitted it out, turning it into a garbage dump.

Many students even force themselves to take two steps forward and observe the corpse carefully, hoping to use this to cultivate their courage.

This scene naturally fell into Chen Shaobai's eyes. He looked at these peers who were pale but still forced to hone their courage. He felt a lot of emotion: "Every existence that can stand out from mortals has its own success. You must work hard in the future and work harder. Otherwise, why should I leave them far behind? Why should I defeat Ling Weizi? Why should I grab the little seedlings back?"

The three consecutive reversal questions strengthened Chen Shaobai's beliefs and made his will more condensed. After just breaking through, he had a hint of enlightenment and his spirit began to change and his spirit began to change toward harmony.

The other thirteen mentors could not see the changes in him, but the white hair and thin Kong Lao and Wu Pei could see clearly.

"I touched Jianhao's [integration of body and mind] so quickly? Hahaha! Good seedlings! It turns out to be a good seedling! Who said that we have no talent in Fengzhou? This is a talent! Even the little girl in Xianzhou may not be able to compare with him, right?" Old Kong's laughter contained huge power, and even shook the blood and energy in the auditorium, making people wonder how his thin body made such a sound like a big bell.

"Zhu Mohan is a strange body and has been accepted as an outer disciple of my Qingxuan Sect. She is being trained by key points, such as fire-type drought lotus, century-old snow ginseng, and water-generated poria as food. There is some possibility of breaking through to the secret realm of quenching. Such talent, let alone the state-level institution, even the preaching hall in Xuanzhou Imperial City may not be able to compare with her."

Wu Pei shook his head, but when he looked at Chen Shaobai, he still showed a hint of praise on his face: "The three realms of swordsman: [Function of body and mind] [Three-foot sword light] [Extremely changing spirit]. Although you are just new to you, judging by your talent, it is estimated that you can truly break through to the first level by spending two years of hard work at most."

"Did you practice hard for two years? It's still too long!" Chen Shaobai's eyes were filled with a hint of gloom. You know, the road to cultivation will be more difficult every step further. It is impossible to spend two years in the state of harmony between body and mind, but it only takes one year when you have a three-foot sword light. Normally, it takes longer and longer.

Forty years seem to be very long, but for Chen Shaobai, who is always fighting for every second, it is too short.

He seemed a little upset about the filthy corpse in front of him. Wu Pei pointed it into a sword, and a pure and flawless silver-white moonlight was generated at his fingertips. He lit it lightly, and the moonlight turned into flowing light. As soon as he left his finger half an inch, the moonlight expanded to the size of a millstone. In the blink of an eye, the whole room was covered.

It seemed slow, but as soon as he took action, except for Mr. Kong who could barely keep breathing, the other students and mentors in the auditorium were sadly aware that he could not move at all!

She was shrouded in the moonlight, and the 36,000 pores all over her body felt a little cool and comfortable, but Chen Shaobai felt that his life was controlled by Wu Pei. As long as the other party had a thought, he would die immediately.

The moonlight faded, and Wei Cun's corpse remained.

"The spiritual power gathers into reality, and the sword intent comes out of the body. It turns out to be the third level of [Da Zhen] of Qi!" Kong Lao looked at Wu Pei in shock, and burst into tears in excitement: "God bless my Shang Kingdom and ask my Shang Dynasty to extend my fortune for a hundred years!"

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