Global High Martial Arts: My Martial Arts Skills Are Actively Cultivated

Seeing Ning Chuan holding a sword, Jiang Moyu was not afraid, sneered, and said, "Who are you frightening with a sword!

I know that your Thunderbolt is powerful and has reached the perfect Realm.

However, that is just Awakening Realm Martial Arts, which is vastly different from Original Force Martial Arts! "

boom!

Ning Chuan's response to Jiang Moyu was a silver light bursting with thunder!

Lightning strike!

Under the blessing of more than ten tons of power, the silver-blooded sword was astonishingly fast, like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Jiang Moyu's neck.

The onlookers, those whose strength is below the second rank Practitioner, all changed their eyes.

They couldn't capture the trajectory of Ning Chuan's knife at all!

That is to say.

If they face this knife, they will not be able to stop it, and they will be killed on the spot!

Jiang Moyu was also a little surprised at the speed of this knife.

However, he did not panic, and the sword in his hand stood in front of his chest.

The light blue Origin Power rose up and spread everywhere, far less solid than the previous Sword Ray, very loose, like fog.

But it's better in scope.

A few meters in front of Jiang Moyu, he was shrouded in the fog of the Force.

hiss!

The silver-blooded sword in Ning Chuan's hand swung, and the fog of the Force couldn't resist it. It was like a piece of paper that was quickly cut open.

However, in the constant collision with the fog of the Force, the speed of the silver-blooded sword dropped rapidly.

Jiang Moyu unhurriedly waved his sword.

With a bang, the silver-blooded sword was blocked.

"Original force martial arts, heavy water art!"

Jiang Moyu looked at Ning Chuan with a smug look, and said, "Specially restrain the attack that is fast and good!"

Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Compared with the straight Awakening Realm martial arts, the original force martial arts has obvious advantages, many functions, and more comprehensive.

boom!

As his thoughts rose, Ning Chuan's hands kept moving, and in the sound of thunder, he performed three strikes in a flash!

The silver light of three lengths appeared instantly, streaked across the sky, and slashed towards Jiang Moyu.

However.

Had the same problem as before.

After the silver light came into contact with the fog of the Force, the speed dropped sharply, and the threat level plummeted.

boom! boom! boom!

Jiang Moyu swung three swords, and without even urging his martial arts, he repelled all the silver light.

"Under the heavy water technique, your lightning strike seems to be useless!"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Jiang Moyu's face.

"It's so slow that I feel pitiful!"

"Slow? Then try this!"

Ning Chuan's voice was cold.

Between the words, the silver-blooded sword was swiftly swung out, and the air vibrated, making a cracking sound, sharp and ear-piercing!

Thirty-six cuts in the rainstorm!

The power of this martial arts is comparable to S-rank.

The fastest thirty-sixth slash, its speed is 32 times that of the lightning strike!

In the crowd watching the battle, Yan Zhuang saw Ning Chuan's actions, and his face changed dramatically!

His Tornado Thirty-Six Slashes is an expert Realm, and his level is very high.

therefore.

At a glance, I noticed the power of Ning Chuan's knife.

"Yan Instructor, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Xiuxiu glanced out of the corner of the eye and asked casually.

"Ning Chuan's Thirty-Six Slashes of Torrential Rain have reached the perfect Realm!"

Yan Zhuang's voice was shocked, and he said, "This martial art is extremely difficult. Ning Chuan has been promoted to perfection in more than a month. It must have been an epiphany again!"

"Another epiphany?!"

Bai Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, looked at Lu Fang, and said, "Didn't you say that Ning Chuan's perception will gradually return to normal?"

Lu Fang spread his hands and said, "Isn't this normal? I had an epiphany four times in the past three days, and it has only been this epiphany in more than a month!"

"Lao Lu, I am skeptical of your explanation."

Ma Fengxing thought for a while and said, "I think Ning Chuan has only had an epiphany once this month because he has too little martial arts.

Except now Fengying 3000 is a realm, everything else is perfect! "

"This……"

Lu Fang was also a little uncertain.

Bai Xiuxiu's beautiful eyes flashed, as if thinking about something.

She stopped talking, and looked back at the battle in the field.

Chi!

Ning Chuan's expression was icy cold, and he swung out a knife, the air was sharp as if it was about to explode, and the momentum was amazing!

After the previous fight.

His thirty-six rainstorm slashes have already completed ten slashes, and the terrifying speed is gradually revealed.

opposite.

Jiang Moyu was like a great enemy, and his face no longer had a sarcastic look, and became extremely dignified.

At the same time, there was a touch of panic.

Ning Chuan's slashes were faster each time, and the Ascension range was astonishing.

If he continues, his Heavy Water Technique will not be able to resist!

Jiang Moyu comes from a family of gods and generals. He has received a good Martial Dao education and knows how to deal with this kind of continuous slashing martial arts.

the most effective way.

It is to open the distance, temporarily avoid the edge, and wait for the opponent to complete the continuous slashing before attacking again.

But the problem is.

His Movement Technique level, let alone surpassing Ning Chuan, can't be the same, and is slightly inferior.

You can only take Ning Chuan's slash.

Chi! Chi!

Two sharp air-breaking sounds sounded almost simultaneously.

After more than twenty slashes, the speed was as fast as lightning.

Ning Chuan slashed through the Force Mist.

Before the scattered force mist could close, the second knife slashed in along the gap.

Without the obstruction of the fog of the Force, the silver-blooded sword cut to Jiang Moyu in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Moyu's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly waved his sword to stop him.

However, as soon as the sharp sword was swung halfway, with a snort, a bloodstain appeared on Jiang Moyu's sword-wielding wrist.

The hand didn't fall off.

But the ligaments in the joints had been severed, and even the hilt of the sword could not be grasped.

Chi! Chi!

Jiang Moyu's face just showed a look of pain, and Ning Chuan repeated his old technique, slashing twice in a row again.

Open the way!

One strike!

Due to the characteristics of the Torrent Thirty-six Slashes, it is faster than the previous two slashes!

puff!

In the muffled sound, a large piece of blood splashed out.

On Jiang Moyu's chest, there was a blood opening more than half a meter long, extending from the shoulder to the abdomen, and bones were deeply visible.

Ning Chuan stared at the splash of blood, his eyes indifferent.

In fact, if he hadn't deliberately retracted the silver-blooded battle knife a few centimeters back just now, and had made a ruthless hand, Jiang Moyu would have turned into two halves at this moment, lying in a pool of blood.

Of course, if he was really merciless just now.

As the referee, Bai Xiuxiu will definitely block it.

Moreover, Jiang Moyu came from a family of gods and generals, and Ning Chuan had scruples and did not want to kill him.

Although he was killed, Lu Zhan could protect him.

But a Jiang Moyu is not worthy of his favor in using road warfare.

"what!"

Jiang Moyu's miserable roar and severe pain made him unable to maintain the heavy water technique, and the fog of the original force quickly dissipated.

Swish!

Ning Chuan used Fengying 3000, and in an instant, he bullied him, and with a crisp sound, a slap slapped Jiang Moyu in the face.

Ning Chuan did not use martial arts.

However, the power of the flesh alone is enough to be tyrannical.

In the sight of many shocked eyes, Jiang Moyu turned like a spinning top for dozens of laps before falling to the ground, motionless, and completely fainted.

at this time.

Jingle Bell……

The alarm clock that Ning Chuan had placed on the ground before vibrated violently, and a loud sound swept out.

The scene was silent for a while.

Just three minutes.

Jiang Moyu, who could be ranked in the top three in the training camp, lost miserably.

Everyone looked at Jiang Moyu, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and thought of what Ning Chuan said before the fight.

"Before the bell rings, if you can still stand, even if I lose!"