Chapter 40-Fu Yu’s Warning

His opponent was a sword-wielding man, and his strength reached the Innate realm Sixth Stage.

“The gap is two small Realm, it seems there is no suspense this time.”

“Yes, that young man with a sword is a genius disciple in Gu Qingcheng. It is rumored that he has nurtured Sword Qi and is very talented in swordsmanship.”

“Gu Qingcheng, Ning Mo!”

The young swordsman was holding a sharp sword and his voice was crisp.

Wan Che was taken aback, then cupped fist with both hands, “Fire City, Wan Che!”

Flame City Wanche? It really is him!



Yan Ye’s pupils, who had been following Wan Che all the time, shrank, and immediately became vicious.

“It turns out that his name is Wan Che.”

Feng Wu’er didn’t know why, she would always involuntarily pay attention to this ordinary-looking young man, her every move fell in Fu Yu’s eyes, making him more irritable, and killing intent appeared in her eyes.

“Be careful, I won’t be merciful.”

The young man’s words fell and he shot directly at Wan Che. The breath of Innate realm Sixth Stage was unreservedly released, Spirit Power surged, and Sword Qi was bitter.

Wan Che directly shook hands with the Octopus Square Sword, and fought with Ning Mo.

Clang clang clang!

When the soldiers met each other, sparks flew everywhere, and the Spirit Power on Ning Mo’s body turned into sharp swords, giving people a sense of unbearableness.

Wan Che directly runs the Nine Cycles golden body, a layer of magnificent silver scales, the whole person is like God of War.

Sword Qi landed on the scale armor, leaving white marks, which disappeared quickly. Sword Qi couldn’t break Wan Che’s defensive scale armor at all.

“Sunset Slash–”

Feeling the intrepid qi and blood power and indestructible defense in Wan Che’s body, he would rather be anxious and directly cast spiritual skills.

Spirit Power gathered towards the spirit sword, because it was the Innate realm, the Spirit Power level in the body had reached the power of Innate, and the destructive power was even stronger.

“This…this is the middle-grade mysterious spirit technique of the ancient Qingcheng Ning Family-Sunset Slash.”

“It looks like the opponent is going to suffer.”

The people in the audience exclaimed, staring at the two people on the stage for fear of missing something.

Wan Che also felt the power of this attack and did not underestimate it. This is the power of Innate cultivator. Spirit Power has been upgraded to Innate power, and the power of quality is straight ascending.

He directly urged the Spirit Power in Dantian, poured it into the epee in his hand, and also swung a sword light.

boom!

Winding up the storm of Spirit Power, the two immediately retreated. The remaining Sword Qi fell on Wan Che, both of which were blocked by the silver-white scale armor, and the blood surged.

This is the effect of Wanche’s training of the Nine Cycles golden body to the second round, from the original bronze color to silver white, regardless of his own strength and defensive ability, he has a great Ascension.

On the other hand, Ning Mo’s robe became a rag strip, leaving deep and shallow sword marks in many places.

Before he could react, Wan Che’s figure appeared in front of him, and the heavy sword smashed down with the force of Wanjun.

His face changed drastically, and the spirit sword in his hand blocked him.

clang!



The crisp sound of weapon impact sounded, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the spirit sword broke into two directly, and the heavy sword was cast unabated, and finally fell on Ning Mo.


Wan Che was very exhausted, his face was pale, and he walked off the ring amidst the envy of everyone.

“Is it really him? How could his strength be Ascension so fast?”

A trace of horror flashed in Yan Ye’s eyes, and immediately became fierce.

Wan Che went straight to the corner to adjust his breath. There will be another battle next, and he will return to his best condition.

His Spirit Power reserves far exceed the same rank cultivator, even the quality of Innate Power seems to be stronger than half a point.

Is it because of physique? If he didn’t understand it, he threw the idea behind him.

The battle was still going on in an orderly manner, the battle roared in the field, and after a wonderful duel, the top ten came out.

“The top ten who have successfully advanced come to the old man.”

Ten figures stand proudly, with a Bufan temperament, and their breath fluctuates astonishingly.

“The next round is the most critical round. If you defeat your opponent, then you can successfully advance to the top five. That is to say, you will be promoted to the disciple of Fengyun Lingyuan, which is the dream of thousands of talented disciples. ”

Wow!

The old housekeeper’s words were slightly inciting and inciting, and the audience burst into shouts. Everyone was young and energetic, eager to become famous in World War I, and eager to enter the Great Spirit Academy. Ascension himself, and Fengyun Spirit Academy undoubtedly possesses this qualification.

At this moment, even Wan Che, whose heart was still full of water, was full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit, and he was eager for Fengyun Lingyuan. In the final analysis, no matter how strong his heart was, he was no more than a 15 or 16 years old young man.

“Well, many old men don’t say anything, the next lottery is still drawn, and the two adjacent numbers are still the opponents.”

This time Wan Che drew No. 3. Among the ten talents present, his Realm is the lowest. Except for another Sixth Stage disciple, the rest is Innate Realm’s late stage strength.

In the first game, Fu Yu played against the Innate realm Sixth Stage cultivator. I don’t know if this cultivator is out of luck or Fu Yu’s luck is good enough.

It is still no suspense to beat the opponent with one blow and win the cheers of the many geniuses present.

“Next group!”

Wan Che stepped onto the ring, and when he passed Fu Yu, he heard his hoarse and gloomy warning, “I hope you can go to the end, this young master will show her, you are just a clown.”

After speaking, he glanced at the slender and enchanting figure on the high platform, and his eyes flashed obsessively.

Wan Che frowned. He was not a fool. From his appearance, he probably knew that it was because of Feng Wu’er, but now that he is already running Wuxiangshu, has she already recognized herself?

He felt tight, and even shook his head, he couldn’t even recognize him like this, but Fu Yu’s words sounded a wake-up call for him.

“Unexpectedly, it turned out to be you, and now you have offended Young Master Fu Yu. It seems that you are really arrogant.”

As soon as he stepped onto the ring, a mocking voice came.

“Who are you?” Wan Che frowned. The young man in front of him was about twenty, his eyes were dark and fierce, his strength reached the Innate realm Seventh Stage, and he faintly gave a sense of oppression.

Listening to his tone, he seemed to know himself, but he searched through his memory, but did not find the slightest information about the man in front of him.

“What? Everyone belongs to Flame City, don’t even know me?” Yan Ye raised the corner of his mouth, and a trace of joke flashed.

“Are you… Yan Ye?”

Wan Che’s heart was shocked, staring at the young man, in Flame City, he really couldn’t think of anyone else besides Yan Ye who had a holiday with him.

“Hehe, it seems that you are not too stupid. I let you escape that day. Today, you are not so lucky.” At the end, Yan Ye became cold and murderous.

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