Chapter 395 Verifying Conjectures
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Guo Yan Yun Yan Feng Ling
Chapter 395 Verifying Conjectures
Yu Yaoyao did not find Han Pengfei at Yunhai Peak, but heard that he was competing with others at the side peak, so she immediately brought a few attendants to find him.
Yu Yaoyao, who fell into the light, stared straight at Han Pengfei on the ring with beautiful eyes, and looked at the lord who was fighting him, with a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
Wu Siyuan had been paying attention to the other party for a long time, and found that this female cultivator was coming for Han Pengfei, and seemed to be disrespectful to the Lord.
"Hmph!" Wu Siyuan snorted softly, and drew Yu Yaoyao's attention back, and also withdrew his gaze, only to realize that several monks from the Heavenly Sword Sect on the other side of the ring hurried forward to salute.
"Yu Yaoyao of Yunhai Sect, I pay my respects to the seniors of Tianjian Sect."
Wu Siyuan just nodded, didn't even have any extra words, just focused on the competition on the field, in fact, strictly speaking, it was the lord's unilateral beating.
The two people on the ring had fought more than two hundred times, Jian Jian didn't blush or breathe, and continued to look for Han Pengfei's loopholes to attack, Han Pengfei had already received several punches, Jian Jian had put in all his strength, but Han Pengfei was still in pain bared teeth.
"You have to endure the pain. Your skill of baring your teeth will be affected when you draw your sword."
"Yes!"
"The base is too stable, you must know how to be flexible, don't stand and be beaten, and cooperate with your sword."
Han Pengfei somewhat regretted agreeing to the opponent's competition. He never thought that being too stable was also a problem.
"focus!"
"Yes!"
Han Pengfei immediately pulled back his thoughts, and began to move at a faster pace according to the simple words.
As time passed, a mirror of water quietly appeared around the arena, Wu Siyuan naturally felt it, but raised his eyebrows, it seems that the Lord is now receiving a lot of attention.
Here, a simple punch broke Han Pengfei's sword shadow, and then punched back, prompting Han Pengfei:
"Now inject the spiritual power into the sword, don't be too average, your Wushuang sword has a bonus effect, now every time you inject the power into the sword, it must be stronger every time, don't worry that your sword can't bear the power you inject. Spiritual power."
Han Pengfei immediately understood the meaning of simplicity, so that his spiritual power would be consumed faster. According to the simplicity, the injected spiritual power became stronger each time, and the sword light wielded by Wushuang Sword became more and more intensive.
"Remember, this is a desperate move. You have won the opponent in terms of momentum, and attack with all your strength. As long as you persist until the opponent gives up, you will win."
At this time, Han Pengfei understood the simple intention. He was really squeezing the last trace of spiritual power in his meridians, and he still swung his sword to attack.
Jian Jian praised the other party in his heart. Han Pengfei was very malleable and comprehensible.
Yu Yaoyao under the ring was already so nervous that the sleeves in her hands were wrinkled by herself, and she complained in a low voice:
"Pengfei is powerless to fight back, why is the Lord still attacking?"
Yu Yaoyao's whispers were actually heard by everyone, but no one paid attention to them.
"Junior Sister, there is no need to worry. There is a sense of propriety in killing the Lord with the sword. Besides, getting the Lord to personally give pointers is something we can only wish for."
On the still enchanting and beautiful Mr. Haiyue, who was dressed in a sea-blue robe, Pingting came over, glanced at Yu Yaoyao, and her charming voice rang in the other's ear.
Yu Yaoyao didn't answer, she and Haiyue didn't quite match each other, and she didn't know why the other party came over.
In fact, Haiyue really didn't want to come here, she was sent by her master to see how Pengfei was doing.
Mr. Haiyue, who was still in the Nascent Soul stage back then, went to Yunling City to deal with the aftermath of the Chilang Secret Realm. He had a relationship with Jian Jian once, and he was going to come to connect with him.
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for reminding me, I'm a little confused." Yu Yaoyao also responded in a low voice.
In the arena, Han Pengfei had squeezed out all his spiritual power, and his meridians were aching, but he still swung his sword to attack, "Come again!"
Simply raising the corners of her lips, it seemed that Han Pengfei was fighting hard, and she continued to swing her fists, her steps changed, and her attack strength increased.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" The sound of sword light colliding with fist shadows continued, and the ring was full of aftermath from the collision of the two forces.
Just when Han Pengfei felt that his meridians were about to burst, a trace of familiar power began to surface in the meridians.
"My lord, here we come!"
With a simple nod, she stopped attacking and let people outside the arena clearly see her figure, which was ten steps away from Han Pengfei.
Han Pengfei seemed to have returned to the last level of the Black Rock Mountain. Only by breaking through the tall Black Mountain in front of him could he leave the Wuling Power.
Strength poured into Wushuangjian along the meridians, Wushuangjian seemed to be awakened, white light flashed on the sword, and it slashed down.
Simple to receive the move with bare hands, the familiar force, let the black obsidian bracelet take the initiative to absorb the attack power, and then circulate in the bracelet, and was hit by simple again, which happened to collide with the second sword light shot by Han Pengfei , the two forces cancel each other out, and the two retreat each other.
Han Pengfei stepped back to the edge of the ring, knelt down on one knee, supported himself with Wushuang sword, panting heavily.
He simply took two steps back and confirmed his conjecture, but because of the limit of Han Pengfei's cultivation, the strength cultivated in his body could only support him to swing two swords.
When Jian Jian was in Devil's Abyss, he had stayed in that closed trial space for 200 years, and was fortunate enough to practice this kind of strength again.
For example: the strength in Han Pengfei's body is the Qi refining stage, and he has already reached the Golden Core stage, so that he can hit with all his strength at the end of the battle with the fit cultivator and achieve the strongest attack effect.
The obsidian bracelet on Jian Jian's wrist was still flickering, as if he wanted to continue attacking, but Jian Jian pressed it down. As a weapon, why is it so belligerent?She didn't even think about whose attack weapon the obsidian bracelet was.
A simple wave of his hand wiped away the aftermath of the two attacks, and then walked towards Han Pengfei.
Han Pengfei had already slowed down at this time, but the spiritual power in his body was empty, which made him feel very insecure.
"But are you okay?"
"Thank you, Lord, for your teaching. I have benefited a lot."
Respectfully thanked the simple salute, and at the same time said via voice transmission:
"My lord, the special power in my body is only enough for me to swing two swords."
"That's right, the attack strength has reached the initial stage of Void Refining."
Han Pengfei's eyes lit up when he heard that, this was his life-saving trump card.
"Let's go! Don't take pills to recover your spiritual power, go back and use spirit stones to recover, maybe you will gain something else."
"Yes."
Seeing the end of the battle between the two, Wu Siyuan immediately opened the protective mask of the arena, and the first person to rush up was actually Yu Yaoyao.
"Pengfei, are you okay!" He was about to reach out to help him, but Han Pengfei cleverly staggered him away.
Following closely behind, Mr. Haiyue cast a glance at Yu Yaoyao, and first bowed to Jian Jian:
"Greetings to Lord Jian Slaughter, thank you for your guidance to Junior Brother Haiyi."
"You're welcome, Wushuang has great potential, now he needs to recover urgently, find someone to protect him!"
"Yes!"
Simply took out a sealed Heishan wooden box from the storage bracelet, and threw it directly to Han Pengfei:
"There are still some impurities in your sword. Refining this piece of carapace into it will increase your sword's attack and defense power by another level."
After simply leaving these words, he took the person away in a chic manner, without even giving Yu Yaoyao a wink.
Haiyue blinked her phoenix eyes, and immediately understood the simple meaning.
Turning around, he said to the two people who were still entangled:
"Junior Brother Haiyi, the Patriarch wants to see you, and told you to come with me after the competition."
Knowing that Haiyue was trying to save him, Han Pengfei immediately responded:
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister."
Yu Yaoyao stomped her feet, looking at the two people who disappeared in front of her, secretly hating them.
(End of this chapter)
Yu Yaoyao did not find Han Pengfei at Yunhai Peak, but heard that he was competing with others at the side peak, so she immediately brought a few attendants to find him.
Yu Yaoyao, who fell into the light, stared straight at Han Pengfei on the ring with beautiful eyes, and looked at the lord who was fighting him, with a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
Wu Siyuan had been paying attention to the other party for a long time, and found that this female cultivator was coming for Han Pengfei, and seemed to be disrespectful to the Lord.
"Hmph!" Wu Siyuan snorted softly, and drew Yu Yaoyao's attention back, and also withdrew his gaze, only to realize that several monks from the Heavenly Sword Sect on the other side of the ring hurried forward to salute.
"Yu Yaoyao of Yunhai Sect, I pay my respects to the seniors of Tianjian Sect."
Wu Siyuan just nodded, didn't even have any extra words, just focused on the competition on the field, in fact, strictly speaking, it was the lord's unilateral beating.
The two people on the ring had fought more than two hundred times, Jian Jian didn't blush or breathe, and continued to look for Han Pengfei's loopholes to attack, Han Pengfei had already received several punches, Jian Jian had put in all his strength, but Han Pengfei was still in pain bared teeth.
"You have to endure the pain. Your skill of baring your teeth will be affected when you draw your sword."
"Yes!"
"The base is too stable, you must know how to be flexible, don't stand and be beaten, and cooperate with your sword."
Han Pengfei somewhat regretted agreeing to the opponent's competition. He never thought that being too stable was also a problem.
"focus!"
"Yes!"
Han Pengfei immediately pulled back his thoughts, and began to move at a faster pace according to the simple words.
As time passed, a mirror of water quietly appeared around the arena, Wu Siyuan naturally felt it, but raised his eyebrows, it seems that the Lord is now receiving a lot of attention.
Here, a simple punch broke Han Pengfei's sword shadow, and then punched back, prompting Han Pengfei:
"Now inject the spiritual power into the sword, don't be too average, your Wushuang sword has a bonus effect, now every time you inject the power into the sword, it must be stronger every time, don't worry that your sword can't bear the power you inject. Spiritual power."
Han Pengfei immediately understood the meaning of simplicity, so that his spiritual power would be consumed faster. According to the simplicity, the injected spiritual power became stronger each time, and the sword light wielded by Wushuang Sword became more and more intensive.
"Remember, this is a desperate move. You have won the opponent in terms of momentum, and attack with all your strength. As long as you persist until the opponent gives up, you will win."
At this time, Han Pengfei understood the simple intention. He was really squeezing the last trace of spiritual power in his meridians, and he still swung his sword to attack.
Jian Jian praised the other party in his heart. Han Pengfei was very malleable and comprehensible.
Yu Yaoyao under the ring was already so nervous that the sleeves in her hands were wrinkled by herself, and she complained in a low voice:
"Pengfei is powerless to fight back, why is the Lord still attacking?"
Yu Yaoyao's whispers were actually heard by everyone, but no one paid attention to them.
"Junior Sister, there is no need to worry. There is a sense of propriety in killing the Lord with the sword. Besides, getting the Lord to personally give pointers is something we can only wish for."
On the still enchanting and beautiful Mr. Haiyue, who was dressed in a sea-blue robe, Pingting came over, glanced at Yu Yaoyao, and her charming voice rang in the other's ear.
Yu Yaoyao didn't answer, she and Haiyue didn't quite match each other, and she didn't know why the other party came over.
In fact, Haiyue really didn't want to come here, she was sent by her master to see how Pengfei was doing.
Mr. Haiyue, who was still in the Nascent Soul stage back then, went to Yunling City to deal with the aftermath of the Chilang Secret Realm. He had a relationship with Jian Jian once, and he was going to come to connect with him.
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for reminding me, I'm a little confused." Yu Yaoyao also responded in a low voice.
In the arena, Han Pengfei had squeezed out all his spiritual power, and his meridians were aching, but he still swung his sword to attack, "Come again!"
Simply raising the corners of her lips, it seemed that Han Pengfei was fighting hard, and she continued to swing her fists, her steps changed, and her attack strength increased.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" The sound of sword light colliding with fist shadows continued, and the ring was full of aftermath from the collision of the two forces.
Just when Han Pengfei felt that his meridians were about to burst, a trace of familiar power began to surface in the meridians.
"My lord, here we come!"
With a simple nod, she stopped attacking and let people outside the arena clearly see her figure, which was ten steps away from Han Pengfei.
Han Pengfei seemed to have returned to the last level of the Black Rock Mountain. Only by breaking through the tall Black Mountain in front of him could he leave the Wuling Power.
Strength poured into Wushuangjian along the meridians, Wushuangjian seemed to be awakened, white light flashed on the sword, and it slashed down.
Simple to receive the move with bare hands, the familiar force, let the black obsidian bracelet take the initiative to absorb the attack power, and then circulate in the bracelet, and was hit by simple again, which happened to collide with the second sword light shot by Han Pengfei , the two forces cancel each other out, and the two retreat each other.
Han Pengfei stepped back to the edge of the ring, knelt down on one knee, supported himself with Wushuang sword, panting heavily.
He simply took two steps back and confirmed his conjecture, but because of the limit of Han Pengfei's cultivation, the strength cultivated in his body could only support him to swing two swords.
When Jian Jian was in Devil's Abyss, he had stayed in that closed trial space for 200 years, and was fortunate enough to practice this kind of strength again.
For example: the strength in Han Pengfei's body is the Qi refining stage, and he has already reached the Golden Core stage, so that he can hit with all his strength at the end of the battle with the fit cultivator and achieve the strongest attack effect.
The obsidian bracelet on Jian Jian's wrist was still flickering, as if he wanted to continue attacking, but Jian Jian pressed it down. As a weapon, why is it so belligerent?She didn't even think about whose attack weapon the obsidian bracelet was.
A simple wave of his hand wiped away the aftermath of the two attacks, and then walked towards Han Pengfei.
Han Pengfei had already slowed down at this time, but the spiritual power in his body was empty, which made him feel very insecure.
"But are you okay?"
"Thank you, Lord, for your teaching. I have benefited a lot."
Respectfully thanked the simple salute, and at the same time said via voice transmission:
"My lord, the special power in my body is only enough for me to swing two swords."
"That's right, the attack strength has reached the initial stage of Void Refining."
Han Pengfei's eyes lit up when he heard that, this was his life-saving trump card.
"Let's go! Don't take pills to recover your spiritual power, go back and use spirit stones to recover, maybe you will gain something else."
"Yes."
Seeing the end of the battle between the two, Wu Siyuan immediately opened the protective mask of the arena, and the first person to rush up was actually Yu Yaoyao.
"Pengfei, are you okay!" He was about to reach out to help him, but Han Pengfei cleverly staggered him away.
Following closely behind, Mr. Haiyue cast a glance at Yu Yaoyao, and first bowed to Jian Jian:
"Greetings to Lord Jian Slaughter, thank you for your guidance to Junior Brother Haiyi."
"You're welcome, Wushuang has great potential, now he needs to recover urgently, find someone to protect him!"
"Yes!"
Simply took out a sealed Heishan wooden box from the storage bracelet, and threw it directly to Han Pengfei:
"There are still some impurities in your sword. Refining this piece of carapace into it will increase your sword's attack and defense power by another level."
After simply leaving these words, he took the person away in a chic manner, without even giving Yu Yaoyao a wink.
Haiyue blinked her phoenix eyes, and immediately understood the simple meaning.
Turning around, he said to the two people who were still entangled:
"Junior Brother Haiyi, the Patriarch wants to see you, and told you to come with me after the competition."
Knowing that Haiyue was trying to save him, Han Pengfei immediately responded:
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister."
Yu Yaoyao stomped her feet, looking at the two people who disappeared in front of her, secretly hating them.
(End of this chapter)
