Chapter 225 Zang Wu's Sword
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Tie Zhong
I don't know if it was because of the influence of Han Wenshu, Wei Yi's opponents in the next few rounds all chose to admit defeat without exception.
In the two-day competition, others fought vigorously, and all kinds of wonderful cheers were enthusiastic.
But on the other hand, Wei Yi...
Well, he was also in the ring, but only in the ring.
As soon as the opponent opened his mouth, he took the initiative to admit defeat, and then he had to get off the ring again, as if he had come up specially for a cutscene.
Even the referee in ring number nine looked at him quite strangely.
In fact, the thinking of those people is not difficult to understand.
Although Wei Yi is an ordinary disciple, his strength is obviously at the level of a core disciple, and even at the level of a top core disciple.
Two different fires, terrifying swordsmanship, and ancient martial arts, which one can be countered by ordinary disciples?
In other words, it is very likely that Wei Yi will take out any one at random, and they will be beaten and rolled off the ring in embarrassment.
If there is hope to advance, they will definitely work hard to fight for it.
But when there is no hope at all, they will undoubtedly choose the latter without hesitation when choosing between being injured or not being injured, or being embarrassed or not being embarrassed.
Anyway, Han Wenshu has already taken the lead in demonstrating. It is not shameful for them to choose to admit defeat.
The last game of the preliminaries.
Wei Yi finally met an opponent who did not admit defeat - Zang Wu.
……
"Do you feel relieved that the opponent finally won't admit defeat?" Seemingly seeing Wei Yi's current mood, Zang Wu asked with a smile.
"To be honest, I was really relieved to see that the opponent was you."
Wei Yi nodded and smiled wryly.
Originally, he always thought that having too many opponents was not a good thing, but now he realized that having no opponents is also a very distressing thing.
"I'm also very happy. I didn't expect to be able to fight you again. No matter what the result is, I'm satisfied."
"At least God treats me well, much better than Korean books."
Thinking of Han Wenshu, Wei Yi also felt very helpless.
He was the first one to come across him during the inner sect assessment, and then he unceremoniously snatched Han Wenshu's map.
Unexpectedly, he was the first to meet Han Wenshu in this sect Dabi, and Han Wenshu was forced to admit defeat on his own initiative.
Wei Yi could see that Han Wenshu specially took a treasure soldier, he must be ambitious and wanted to do something, but it was a pity that he ran into him...
"I'm sorry for him."
Wei Yi smiled wryly and shook his head.
"No matter what, I will not take the initiative to admit defeat, no matter what kind of opponent I face."
This is undoubtedly the difference between Zang Wu and Han Wenshu.
Han Wenshu's character can only be an ordinary disciple, and even if he is lucky occasionally, his future achievements will be limited.
But Zang Wu is different, Wei Yi is very optimistic about him.
"bring it on."
Wei Yi made a move with his right hand, and the heroic sword flew out from the space ring, hovering over his left side, trembling slightly, surrounded by the piercing sword energy.
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent completely enveloped him.
Pure Yang Sword Intent.
Zang Wu's heart was dark. As he had already comprehended the sword intent, he instantly sensed the sword intent released by Wei Yi.
Slowly grasping the handle of the knife with his right hand, his body moved slightly sideways, and an awe-inspiring arrogance was soon revealed on him.
At the same time, his cultivation base also exploded completely.
Impressively, he also reached the realm of martial arts.
But it can be seen that he has only just broken through, and his realm is still very unstable, and he hasn't even awakened his martial soul.
Wei Yi also didn't feel the fluctuation of Wuhun's soul power from him.
But even so, breaking through from the realm of a great martial artist to the realm of a martial spirit in just a few months, this speed of progress is top-notch. Without Wei Yi, Zang Wu would definitely be the No. .1, unfortunately... with Wei Yi Zhuyu in front.
Both Shengyu and He Shengliang!
Zang Wu didn't complain, nor did he hate Wei Yi. On the contrary, he was very happy to have Wei Yi as an opponent.
Because Wei Yi let him see a higher place, so that he would not sit and watch the sky, so that he had a goal to challenge.
"I, Zang Wu, will never voluntarily admit defeat to anyone."
"This is my knife!"
"It's also my martial art!"
Martial arts is the sword in the hand, and the sword in the hand is the Tao in the heart.
Zang Wu's dark eyes burst out with astonishing sparkle, and he slashed out with a whistling.
Knife drawing!
After practicing for such a long time, this move of his has obviously reached its peak state, especially after his cultivation has reached the realm of martial spirit, with the support of his strong cultivation, the power of this move has risen in a straight line, which is far from comparable to before.
A dazzling knife light shines out.
It was as if a dark crack had been torn apart in the sky.
click-
The surrounding space is faintly unstable.
Everyone nearby was blinded by the dazzling light of the knife.
The saber in Zang Wu's hand took advantage of this opportunity to chop down.
The speed was extremely fast, like lightning, and it was so fast that ordinary people couldn't react at all.
Zang Wu's strength has obviously greatly surpassed the level of ordinary inner disciples, and has infinitely approached the level of core disciples.
This knife fell.
Amazing.
With this single sword alone, he is enough to be called a sword genius.
Even some elders who were sitting nearby watching the battle couldn't help but secretly nodded.
"Elder Huo has taken in a good apprentice."
Elder Huo's name is Huo Bugui, and he has always been known as the "Sword of No Return" in Chu State. Blood must be seen when the sword is drawn, otherwise the sword will not return.
He is also one of the eighteen chief elders of the sect, and the master that Zang Wu worshiped when he entered the inner sect.
"Boom" sounded loudly.
Wei Yi didn't retreat, although he could avoid the knife.
But in order to show respect for Zang Wu, he took Zang Wu's knife with his sword.
Swords meet.
The comet-like sword intent and the extremely sharp and pure sword intent collided with each other and confronted each other head-on!
Like Mars hitting Earth.
The terrifying energy immediately swept wildly in all directions.
Wei Yi and Zang Wu stood up again.
Wei Yi's expression remained unchanged, he still stood coldly holding his sword.
Zang Wu looked at him slightly, his chest suddenly trembled, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The whole face also turned pale all of a sudden.
"Sure enough, I still lost to you."
Zang Wu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke slowly with a bit of unwillingness and relief.
Wei Yi didn't speak.
Although Zang Wu's sword-drawing skill was amazing, he was far behind him in other aspects. In fact, the two of them were not on the same level in the competition.
Zang Wu also knew this in his heart, so he didn't make a second strike.
"I don't know if there is a chance to compete with you for the third time."
"Actually, I really want to scold you. You are such a monster! Compared with you, it is really easy to make people feel inferior and despair—"
Zang Wu grinned.
After speaking, he stepped off the ring.
No matter how open-minded he was, after losing the game, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
A plainly dressed middle-aged man was waiting for him under the arena. It was his master Huo Bugui, one of the chief elders of the sect.
"Master, I lost."
Zang Wu bowed his head and said.
"It's better to lose than to win."
Huo Bugui smiled instead, "Follow me to practice outside, in three years, you will really transform, and even catch up with him."
"Disciple...is willing." Zang Wu nodded heavily.
In the two-day competition, others fought vigorously, and all kinds of wonderful cheers were enthusiastic.
But on the other hand, Wei Yi...
Well, he was also in the ring, but only in the ring.
As soon as the opponent opened his mouth, he took the initiative to admit defeat, and then he had to get off the ring again, as if he had come up specially for a cutscene.
Even the referee in ring number nine looked at him quite strangely.
In fact, the thinking of those people is not difficult to understand.
Although Wei Yi is an ordinary disciple, his strength is obviously at the level of a core disciple, and even at the level of a top core disciple.
Two different fires, terrifying swordsmanship, and ancient martial arts, which one can be countered by ordinary disciples?
In other words, it is very likely that Wei Yi will take out any one at random, and they will be beaten and rolled off the ring in embarrassment.
If there is hope to advance, they will definitely work hard to fight for it.
But when there is no hope at all, they will undoubtedly choose the latter without hesitation when choosing between being injured or not being injured, or being embarrassed or not being embarrassed.
Anyway, Han Wenshu has already taken the lead in demonstrating. It is not shameful for them to choose to admit defeat.
The last game of the preliminaries.
Wei Yi finally met an opponent who did not admit defeat - Zang Wu.
……
"Do you feel relieved that the opponent finally won't admit defeat?" Seemingly seeing Wei Yi's current mood, Zang Wu asked with a smile.
"To be honest, I was really relieved to see that the opponent was you."
Wei Yi nodded and smiled wryly.
Originally, he always thought that having too many opponents was not a good thing, but now he realized that having no opponents is also a very distressing thing.
"I'm also very happy. I didn't expect to be able to fight you again. No matter what the result is, I'm satisfied."
"At least God treats me well, much better than Korean books."
Thinking of Han Wenshu, Wei Yi also felt very helpless.
He was the first one to come across him during the inner sect assessment, and then he unceremoniously snatched Han Wenshu's map.
Unexpectedly, he was the first to meet Han Wenshu in this sect Dabi, and Han Wenshu was forced to admit defeat on his own initiative.
Wei Yi could see that Han Wenshu specially took a treasure soldier, he must be ambitious and wanted to do something, but it was a pity that he ran into him...
"I'm sorry for him."
Wei Yi smiled wryly and shook his head.
"No matter what, I will not take the initiative to admit defeat, no matter what kind of opponent I face."
This is undoubtedly the difference between Zang Wu and Han Wenshu.
Han Wenshu's character can only be an ordinary disciple, and even if he is lucky occasionally, his future achievements will be limited.
But Zang Wu is different, Wei Yi is very optimistic about him.
"bring it on."
Wei Yi made a move with his right hand, and the heroic sword flew out from the space ring, hovering over his left side, trembling slightly, surrounded by the piercing sword energy.
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent completely enveloped him.
Pure Yang Sword Intent.
Zang Wu's heart was dark. As he had already comprehended the sword intent, he instantly sensed the sword intent released by Wei Yi.
Slowly grasping the handle of the knife with his right hand, his body moved slightly sideways, and an awe-inspiring arrogance was soon revealed on him.
At the same time, his cultivation base also exploded completely.
Impressively, he also reached the realm of martial arts.
But it can be seen that he has only just broken through, and his realm is still very unstable, and he hasn't even awakened his martial soul.
Wei Yi also didn't feel the fluctuation of Wuhun's soul power from him.
But even so, breaking through from the realm of a great martial artist to the realm of a martial spirit in just a few months, this speed of progress is top-notch. Without Wei Yi, Zang Wu would definitely be the No. .1, unfortunately... with Wei Yi Zhuyu in front.
Both Shengyu and He Shengliang!
Zang Wu didn't complain, nor did he hate Wei Yi. On the contrary, he was very happy to have Wei Yi as an opponent.
Because Wei Yi let him see a higher place, so that he would not sit and watch the sky, so that he had a goal to challenge.
"I, Zang Wu, will never voluntarily admit defeat to anyone."
"This is my knife!"
"It's also my martial art!"
Martial arts is the sword in the hand, and the sword in the hand is the Tao in the heart.
Zang Wu's dark eyes burst out with astonishing sparkle, and he slashed out with a whistling.
Knife drawing!
After practicing for such a long time, this move of his has obviously reached its peak state, especially after his cultivation has reached the realm of martial spirit, with the support of his strong cultivation, the power of this move has risen in a straight line, which is far from comparable to before.
A dazzling knife light shines out.
It was as if a dark crack had been torn apart in the sky.
click-
The surrounding space is faintly unstable.
Everyone nearby was blinded by the dazzling light of the knife.
The saber in Zang Wu's hand took advantage of this opportunity to chop down.
The speed was extremely fast, like lightning, and it was so fast that ordinary people couldn't react at all.
Zang Wu's strength has obviously greatly surpassed the level of ordinary inner disciples, and has infinitely approached the level of core disciples.
This knife fell.
Amazing.
With this single sword alone, he is enough to be called a sword genius.
Even some elders who were sitting nearby watching the battle couldn't help but secretly nodded.
"Elder Huo has taken in a good apprentice."
Elder Huo's name is Huo Bugui, and he has always been known as the "Sword of No Return" in Chu State. Blood must be seen when the sword is drawn, otherwise the sword will not return.
He is also one of the eighteen chief elders of the sect, and the master that Zang Wu worshiped when he entered the inner sect.
"Boom" sounded loudly.
Wei Yi didn't retreat, although he could avoid the knife.
But in order to show respect for Zang Wu, he took Zang Wu's knife with his sword.
Swords meet.
The comet-like sword intent and the extremely sharp and pure sword intent collided with each other and confronted each other head-on!
Like Mars hitting Earth.
The terrifying energy immediately swept wildly in all directions.
Wei Yi and Zang Wu stood up again.
Wei Yi's expression remained unchanged, he still stood coldly holding his sword.
Zang Wu looked at him slightly, his chest suddenly trembled, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The whole face also turned pale all of a sudden.
"Sure enough, I still lost to you."
Zang Wu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke slowly with a bit of unwillingness and relief.
Wei Yi didn't speak.
Although Zang Wu's sword-drawing skill was amazing, he was far behind him in other aspects. In fact, the two of them were not on the same level in the competition.
Zang Wu also knew this in his heart, so he didn't make a second strike.
"I don't know if there is a chance to compete with you for the third time."
"Actually, I really want to scold you. You are such a monster! Compared with you, it is really easy to make people feel inferior and despair—"
Zang Wu grinned.
After speaking, he stepped off the ring.
No matter how open-minded he was, after losing the game, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
A plainly dressed middle-aged man was waiting for him under the arena. It was his master Huo Bugui, one of the chief elders of the sect.
"Master, I lost."
Zang Wu bowed his head and said.
"It's better to lose than to win."
Huo Bugui smiled instead, "Follow me to practice outside, in three years, you will really transform, and even catch up with him."
"Disciple...is willing." Zang Wu nodded heavily.
