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If everyone grows up at the same rate, Wen Wanwan's practice will always surpass these people.

No matter what happens in the future or you need help, most people will not refuse to make a phone call.

Finally, there is the issue of Wen Wanwan's identity. Half of her is now a shaman, and the other half is an official.

If he becomes No. 1 among the younger generation, his official value will increase a lot in the future.

To put it another way, Wen Wanwan came to Daomen to pay homage to the mountain gate this time partly to observe thoughts, and partly to plan for his future.

Time is like the actor Liu Huangshu. He has been dead after 20 years of filming, but you can see emoticons every day.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the morning of the next day, and Wen Wanwan, who had replenished his mental strength, stood on the same stage again.

But this time the person in front of Wen Wanwan turned into a young man holding a long sword.

"Shaman Druid, please enlighten me!"

The young man looked at Wen Wanwan: "Daomen Jianfeng, I will only use one sword, and then you win."

Swords are for killing people, not for pointless fights like this.

He nourished the sword with blood, and it has been almost 20 years now. If the master hadn't explicitly asked him to do it, he really wouldn't have planned to come.

In his eyes, winning or losing this meaningless fight didn't matter at all.

When it came to a life-and-death fight, he was [-]% sure to kill Wen Wanwan, but he couldn't kill anyone in a fight, and his overall strength was at least [-]% limited.

"it is good!"

Hearing the young man's words, Wen Wanwan also nodded, and then quickly began to use the glyphs to defend himself.

It can be ended with one sword, and today's fight will definitely not take long, which means that she will have more rest time today.

And the most important point is that if we can win today, the opponents Wen Wanwan will face in the next three days will not be too strong.

After all, we have already lost three games, which is not much different from losing six games.

As long as the eldest disciple of the main peak can win in the end, it won't be a complete loss of face.

The young man watched Wen Wanwan finish casting his spell and touched his long sword through the scabbard.

"The name of this sword is: Mo Wen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, bright red lines appeared on the young man's arm, and a huge amount of mental pressure instantly surged towards Wen Wanwan.

The long sword is not unsheathed. It is nourished by blood. After the sword is drawn out, it will inevitably swallow the blood. However, in the case of a duel, he will definitely not choose to let the long sword be unsheathed.

It is difficult for him to control that level of power, and if he makes a mistake, it is very likely to cause casualties.

Back then, in order to improve his strength as quickly as possible, he chose this method to improve himself.

Although the speed of cultivation has increased, it has also left extremely serious sequelae.

There are two consequences of the Blood Sword Technique. First, after practicing to a certain level, the sword heart must be clear. This is why he killed the Blood General alone.

The second consequence is the bloody lines on his arms. This thing is not a good thing, it can even be said to be a metaphysical curse.

If a long sword is stained with blood, it either belongs to you or the enemy. There is nothing wrong with using your own blood to nourish the sword, but you can't use your own every time you leave the body.

Then even a hematopoietic machine would have to suffer from anemia.

And with the blood of the enemy, every time he kills one person, the breath before death will be integrated into the blood, and eventually the lines on his arms will form when he practices.

With each additional line, he becomes a little more indifferent to humanity. Once the bloody lines spread from his arms to his heart, he will most likely lose all humanity.This is also the reason why the blood sword is a forbidden method. If his master and the leader had not interceded together, the superiors would never have allowed him to practice such a dangerous thing.

However, although this thing is called a curse, it can actually bring about an improvement in strength.

Now his entire forearm is full of such lines, and his strength has almost doubled!

The mental pressure made Wen Wanwan's concentration reach an all-time high. Her eyes were fixed on the young man's hand, waiting for the moment he would make a move.

Blood Sword·Don’t ask!
"bass!"

It was obvious that the sword did not come out of the body, but everyone could hear the sound of the sword.

The blood that almost covered the entire field of vision rushed toward Wen Wanwan in an instant, the hairs on his body stood up, and his temples beat rapidly.

This is a person's instinct when facing danger. In Wen Wanwan's mental vision, her surroundings were completely covered in this kind of blood.

And in this bloody color, a silver light pierced towards his throat.

Wen Wanwan bit the tip of her tongue and used the pain to briefly get rid of the pressure.

Druid's Secret Technique: Snake Walk!
Druid Secret Technique: Turtle Defense!

Druid's Secret Technique: Dace and Carp Guard!
Under this level of attack, it is impossible to dodge. The young man's method of locking is to use the mental pressure at the moment when the sword is drawn. As long as a person is still under this kind of pressure, it is impossible to dodge.

The long sword thrust out, and the outermost layer of the dace and carp guard was broken open in an instant, and the faint black turtle shadow was broken after persisting for a few tenths of a second.

But with the help of two layers of protection, the unsheathed long sword was still a step slower. Relying on the speed and flexibility brought by the snake walking, Wen Wanwan reluctantly let the long sword brush her face and dodge.

The young man glanced at Wen Wanwan with some surprise, but then the surprise was suppressed by indifference.

"you win!"

After the words fell, the man had already left the ring with his sword in his arms.

Although he won, Wen Wanwan was still a little shocked at this time.

As expected of someone who dared to choose the Blood Sword to practice at the age of seven, and who went abroad alone to kill someone at the mountain gate at the age of ten. The murderous intent in that moment barely made Wen Wanwan escape.

Even after the battle was over, the spirit of the murderous aura still couldn't recover.

As always, Wen Wanwan also returned to the room after the battle. Because it was still early today and the food had not been delivered, Wen Wanwan also took advantage of this time to start to recover from fatigue.

Just as he was about to find a book to read and relax, a voice suddenly came from outside the wooden door.

"Girl, can I come in?"

"Please come in!"

The voice was a little strange, but it was impossible for Wen Wanwan not to let people in on someone else's property.

As the door opened, an old man wearing half-sleeved shorts and slippers appeared in front of him.

"Master!"

Seeing the person coming, Wen Wanwan quickly stood up and moved the chair over for this person to sit down.

After pouring a cup of hot tea, he stood aside politely.

"Sit down, don't be so formal, I don't eat people either."

The Heavenly Master took a sip of tea with a smile and looked at Wen Wanwan with eyes full of approval. (End of chapter)