The Human Emperor

Chain by chain!

Wang Chongren's sword came together and burst out, perfectly explaining what is called “quiet as a virgin, if it moves free”. This move alone surpasses more than 90% of the candidates present.

Wang Chong has disappeared. Many candidates attracted by the sound of the sword still stare at where Wang Chong was originally standing.

“Hehe, interesting! ”

On the rock, the instructor smiled slightly, immovable as a mountain, his face was light and cloudy. Although Wang Chong's one-word chopping speed was surprising and unexpected, he still couldn't take off his magic eye.

“Buzz!”

With his right hand raised, his sleeve trembled lightly, and a flash of electric light, just moments after Wang Zhenglian came with a sword, the instructor simply chopped out a single palm.

There is no difference between this clap and dealing with other candidates. Simple, simple, but fast as thunder, heavy healing, nothing can stop it.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Bang

Without the slightest sign, just a few steps away from the instructor, a sword flashed, between moments, eyes darkened, Wang instantly lost sight.

And almost at the same time, duh! In the sound of Qingyue's sword, a sword light emitted from the instructor's oblique rear. The sword light was low, pointing directly at the instructor's disk. When the sound came out, the distance to the instructor's right leg was less than a few inches.

The mutation was steep, originally as a virgin, and the immovable instructor instantly changed his face. At the ultimate speed, it can still change so fast, and just that, it has surpassed all previous candidates.

“Bang!”

Sleeves vibrated gently and violently on Wang Chung's sword. Soft sleeves and swords vibrate, but the sound of gold iron, as if the sleeves were made of iron.

At the same time, a thick cocoon, like a hawk claw, suddenly probed, pressed down, not to grab Wang Chung's sword body, but to cooperate with the walking method, lightning pressed Wang Chung's sword hand.

He stood at Kunwu Training Camp for so long, the first time he was forced to leave the raised rock beneath his feet.

Wang Chong specializes in unloading the disc. If he doesn't want his legs to be scrapped, he can only leave the rock.

“Psst!”

Wang rushed along with the sword and stepped on his foot. At the same time, he swung his sword like a spiritual serpent. He swung the instructor's iron sleeve away and put it on the top. Another trick was to "chop one word in a row” and cut it straight to the instructor.

Bang

The instructor finally revealed a heavy divine color in his eyes, his long sleeves swung, and a pounding force erupted, throwing Wang Chung directly into the sky like a mountain falling into the sea.

“Ah!”

Surrounded by arrays of shouting, everyone knows that it is not convenient to move in high altitude. The gap between students and instructors is still too great, and instructors can crush students on their own.

If Wang Chong is thrown into the sky, he will basically lose.

Young Master! ”

Zhao Jingxing, who watched the war from afar, could not bear to show nervousness. This situation is clearly extremely detrimental to Wang Zheng.

However, something unexpected happened, while Wang Chung's body was thrown away, suddenly, it was impossible to fall down, at the same time walking with the sword, another sword as fast as lightning, thunderous, high down, towards the instructor's hands cut down.

“Hahaha, good! No wonder you insist on passing in my name. Turns out you already have the Seventh Order of Energetic Fix! ”

The instructor laughed loudly. Wang Chung was surprised that he could still borrow from his iron sleeve in the event of being thrown away.

For the first time since Kunwu Training Camp was inaugurated, he could have had this conversation with him.

Bang

In the face of Wang Shaanli's unmatched sword blade, the instructor sighed, the robe hunting, his hands reaching out ten fingers, he didn't even blink, his fingertips were as fast as lightning, avoided the sharp blade, on both sides of the sword body and sword ridge ten fingers in a row, constantly hitting Wang Chung's sword.

His fingers were extremely heavy, and every move seemed extremely light, but it was as heavy as the mountains. Regardless of whether Wang Chong chopped or chopped, the sword blade still completely chopped his ten fingers, let alone his body.

Ten fingers flexed to this point, it was amazing.

“Incredible! ”

Not far away, a bystander muttered to himself, and the whole crowd was stunned. He was supposed to pass by here and try it out with another instructor, but didn't expect to see the scene.

The instructor's ten fingers are like an invisible fortress. No matter how fast Wang Chong's sword technique is, he can chop, chop, cut, and cut, all of them cannot break through the instructor's ten finger barrier.

It was also the first time he had seen such divine martial arts.

And around him, there are not a few students as stunned as he is. At that moment, everyone had the feeling that this one, who stood on a raised rock for six months, appeared to be unbearable, yet friendly, approachable instructor, probably the most powerful of all the instructors present today in Kungwu training camp.

“How is it possible for a student to reach this point with an instructor?! ”

“What kind of sword is this? Hard work, like maggots of the epiphysis, can't get rid of it at all! ”

After the shock, many people also couldn't help but look at Wang Chong. On this hill, most of them are between candidates and candidates, pick the strongest ones, and choose merit.

But in front of you, it's a direct challenge to the instructor. That's it, you can still fight the instructor like that.

Wang Chong's position ignored before, after, left and right. The instructor bounced his fingers, and most of his thunder seemed to have been spilled.

For a lot of people, it's impossible to imagine.

“I can't believe the power of the dude has reached this point! ”

Zhao Jingsheng's heart fluctuated. For the first time, he also saw Wang Chong exhibit “one word in a row”. The sword was constantly running, and Tao Tao was like a river and sea, seemingly not exhausted at all.

Anyone who sees such swordsmanship will be impressed with memories.

“But you can't beat him like this! ”

Zhao Jingsheng frowned. His family was far from home. Although Wang Jingsheng looked good on the scene, Zhao Jingsheng soon found out that Wang Jingsheng's sword was rushing, showing some signs that he could not pinch it, and his qi was also a bit disturbed. Obviously, under the pressure of the instructor, he was still under tremendous pressure.

“Go! ”

Speaking late, then quickly, only heard a shocking loud noise, the instructor drank a loud noise, full of breath, robe hunting, the instant room, a huge wave of energy could not stop, like the flood surge from his body.

Wang flushed in the air, was thrust by this energy, could no longer borrow his strength, his body trembled, the whole person was shocked out.

Buzz, or Wang Shock strained extremely fast, was shocked out of more than ten lengths, suddenly made the seventh grade of "kilogram fall”, hard born from the half-sky fall on the ground, backed a few steps, stabilized the shape.

“Nice work, kid! I've seen all martial arts in Beijing for decades. You've never seen a sword like that before. A self-made sword? ”

The instructor took a few steps forward, his hair hunting long, and looked down the hill towards the king of more than a dozen outsiders, his eyes bright with snow.

“Yes!”

Wang chuckled and covered his chest with his left hand, without denying it. The instructor was brilliant, and his "word for word" was cut off on the battlefield, even the heretic invaders could take it, but he couldn't deal with the instructor.

Soon after the shock, instead of breaking through his defenses, he was blown to death and consumed a lot of strength.

“Interesting! ”

The instructor heard Wang Chong's answer, and his eyes became stranger. Indeed, it is incredible that such a powerful sword can be created at a young age.

“It's amazing how talented you are when you're little. If possible, I'd really like to put you in the name. But unfortunately, with your current strength, there is no way to get past me. Rules are rules, and I can't break them. If you can't beat me, you can't get past them. The first move is over. Are you ready? Do not go on. ”

“Yes! Why not? ”

Unexpectedly, when he heard this, Wang chuckled, smiled clearly, and overflowed with confidence, seemingly unaffected by just failing.

“Oh?”

The instructor heard the sword and eyebrows shrugged, somewhat surprised:

“Don't blame me I didn't warn you that it was always you who attacked, I haven't attacked proactively yet, and... I haven't used all my strength! ”

“I know.”

Wang chuckled. His choice to use a sword was not a temporary confusion. The strength gap between the two sides can only be bridged if the other party throws a mouse whiskey with a sword.

And more importantly, just now, even though the fight ended with his own failure, Wang Chong also got what he wanted from it.

“Thunderbolt fingers! Eight ways to move! ”

Wang punched a flash of thought in his mind.

The martial arts used by the instructor, if he did not mistake, was referred to as "ten thunder fingers” and the clap was "eight moves to stop".

Both kinds of school dropouts are extremely advanced and extremely difficult to practice in the advanced military. Generally for the generals, but few success stories.

“Ten Thunder Fingers" is not only a finger, but also an inner force, a kind of door.

This martial arts practice is not just a finger, but a full body strength, referring only to a certain degree of internal strength, natural external performance.

“Ten fingers thunder finger" defensive and equipped, once practiced, fingers are as strong as steel, on the battlefield, with the help of force, in the absence of a sword, can directly pierce each other's brown armor.

Tearing gold iron with your bare hands is just a small matter.

Really practice kung fu, ten fingers are ten swords, wearing gold crackling stone, unbreakable. And "Ten Thunder Fingers”, the energy is all over the body, resulting in the speed of the hand, the speed of movement is incredibly fast.

So the person who practiced this technique is not afraid to be flashed.

On the battlefield, the man who trained this school dropout was simply an indestructible human killing machine.

As for "The Eight Ways to Move", it's his simple split. Seems lightweight, it's really weird!

Those who are able to practice both kinds of scholarship at the same time, on the battlefield, are the bloodthirsty killers feared, and the fiercest fiercest fierce generals.

Wherever you go, you're bleeding!

Although he tried to hide himself and did not want to reveal the mountain dew, he was still identified by the king.

“This man is not easy! ”

Wang Zhong thought in his heart, raised the long sword again.