I Can Resist Most Vicious Beatings

I have to say that the appearance of the transparent sword aura like a shadow is really cool. Jiang Du stood firmly on the ground with his feet, like a rock.

Senhan's sword light approached, Jiang Du's body sank suddenly, and at the same time his palm lightly patted on the sword.

"Ding……"

The melodious sound of golden and iron strikes sounded.

Following Jiang Du's slap, the sword body trembled violently.

Wu Fajian surrounded Jiang Du's body and walked under his feet to gossip, and his sword energy kept approaching Jiang Du.

Jiang Du was not impatient or impatient, and whenever the sword light approached, he raised his palm at will.

His palm was like a warm white jade at this time, gently tapping on the sword, letting the long sword swing away.

This kind of close combat tests people's ability to adapt to changes.

In the eyes of other people, the sword spirit on the martial arts field is vertical and horizontal, and the light and shadow are like shuttles. Wu Fajian's figure appears in all directions as if teleporting above.

And Jiang Du seemed to be palm-like, and every time there was a clear and pleasant collision.

In just a few seconds, the two have fought hundreds of times.

"Who is strong? Can't tell!"

"Say it!"

"At present, the two are only in the probing stage, and there is no real trick to press the bottom box, but Wu Fajian is actively attacking, and he has weapons. Jiang Du is just blindly defensive, and he looks good at it with his bare hands. So Jiang Du should be even better."

"So handsome, the sword is my favorite!"

At Liang Wu Second High, all the students in the school have already arrived on the playground.

On the playground, the school rented a large screen specially to play the game.

It stands to reason that this kind of competition has nothing to do with the general high school martial arts school, but who made Liang Wu Ergao come out as a Jiang Du.

The smiles on one or two happy faces of the school leader never disappeared.

Seeing Jiang Du's appearance, the whole martial arts field burst into huge cheers.

"Our rookie king has now entered this kind of event, Maye, a national event!"

"Little poisonous mouth, come on!"

"Little poisonous mouth will win!"

"What the white swordsman of Shushan, he's fancy, Jiang Du, come on and force this man to smash down on the ground."

Zhao Feihan, Luo Jun, Cheng Ba, Du Yan and others were all watching the battle on the screen nervously.

Luo Jun has even more complicated eyes. He is still a little at a loss at what happened during these times.

Why is this Jiang Du, who was still playing with him some time ago, has gone to the Imperial Capital to participate in the country's top genius event?

This level of escape is too great.

"Come on, come on, come on, little poisonous mouth!" Du Yan looked at Jiang Du as if there was a little star in her heart.

Imperial Capital Performing Martial Arts Field.

Jiang Du directly transformed his defense into an offense.

His fingers suddenly flicked on Wu Fajian's long sword, and dark power poured directly into Wu Fajian's body through the long sword.

Wu Fajian inevitably trembled slightly.

Jiang Du's palm quickly turned into a phantom, and he furiously attacked Wu Fajian.

The sudden addition of attack methods made Wu Fajian unable to keep up. In just a few seconds, Wu Fajian kept retreating.

Finally, he revealed a flaw.

Jiang Du's fist instantly slammed into his chest through the flaw of the long sword.

Wu Fajian snorted, his body stepped back a dozen steps, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, the person who won the fifth place on the hot list is not a vain name. The switch from defensive to offensive just now is really wonderful, and it is amazing."

"Wu Fajian is far behind Jiang Du in terms of fighting skills alone. Even if Wu Fajian has learned systematically, his changes are too slow."

"Unless Wu Fajian has a powerful big move, he can already be said to have lost."

Some people have already begun to draw their own conclusions.

Yes, when everyone's realm is not much different, as long as your fighting skills are not as good as others, then you lose.

Wu Fajian narrowed his eyes and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Sword Art!"

Suddenly, Wu Fajian held the sword in front of his chest with a low drink in his mouth.

His palm was released, and the long sword was suspended in the air like this.

His hands kept forming marks one after another in front of the sword body, and the marks continued to rush into the sword body, the sword body trembling violently.

Jiang Du watched this magical scene without being impatient. This was Shushan's real sword art, and it looked very magical.

"Get up!"

Wu Fajian shouted in a low voice, and the long sword floating in front of his chest suddenly emitted a strong light, and the sword lights condensed into entities quickly appeared around the long sword, exactly like the long sword.

Dozens of sword lights formed a circle, and in the blink of an eye the sword tip pointed to Jiang Du.

"disease!"

In an instant, dozens of sword lights rushed towards Jiang Du, and Jiang Du's body jumped up directly, avoiding these dozens of sword lights.

But this Jianmang turned in the air by himself and continued to pursue Jiang Du.

Jiang Du was in the air, his palms shot out continuously, and the sword beams were shot horizontally flying out, dimmed a lot, but not directly broken.

Jiang Du's body retreated continuously with the power of Jianguang, and at the same time, he constantly shot the sword light out.

On the fighting arena, Jianmang carried white light, like a shadow.

"Sword Jue· Thousand!"

Wu Fajian let out another low drink, his face paled a lot, but he pointed his finger on the blade fiercely.

The long sword whispered.

Wu Fajian grasped the hilt of the sword with his hand, and suddenly drew an arc, leaving a shadow of the sword in the void where the sword body passed.

"Shushan Wanjian Jue, this Wu Fajian cultivated to the level of a thousand swords?"

In the audience, a group of leaders from major Wuhan University said with a surprised look.

"Why, Shu Wu's heart moved?" a middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Naturally, I was a little moved. Shushan suppressed the Sword Prison Cave for so long, and few descendants were born. Since there are descendants born this year, I naturally want to accept students as students, but these people are old and stubborn. Wu."

This is a vice-principal of Shu Wu who is in charge of enrolling students. At this time, he shook his head a little helplessly.

"I am a little moved by this little fellow Jiang Du. He is only 16 years old. He has reached such a level. The talent is really appalling." The one who was speaking was a vice principal of Jinling Wu University, looking at Jiang Du. The appreciation that cannot be concealed in the eyes.

"This little guy is good, but at such a young age, his mind is inevitably a bit immature. If he doesn't give Wu Fajian a chance to use the sword technique, he may win victory, but just now Wu Fajian used the sword technique, he was waiting in front. Now, it's too proud and needs to be tempered." Another vice principal of Wuhan University shook his head and said.

"What I think is that this little guy has absolute self-confidence. Since you don't think it will work, you can say it first, and then don't **** me." The vice principal of Jinling Wuhan University said with a smile.

"Oh, you guy..."

Jiang Du's Yu Guang saw that Wu Fajian was saving a big move, and had no idea of ​​seeing it again in his heart, and immediately used three points in his hand.

The sword shadows were directly shattered, and Jiang Du's fist smashed all the dozens of sword lights to pieces.

At this time, Wu Fajian let out a low cry.

"disease!"

The Jianguang that had accumulated hundreds of channels in an instant turned into a torrent and rushed towards Jiang Du.

Jiang Du's feet landed on the martial arts field, and suddenly he let out a low growl.

His arms were opened, and a red mask appeared directly above his head, covering all of his body.

The dense rays of light pierced the mask fiercely, and for a moment the picture seemed to be still.

All the audience's eyes stared at this collision without blinking, to see who wins and who loses.

"broken!"

A drop of sweat slipped off Jiang Du's forehead, and then he let out a low growl.

"boom!"

The entire blood red mask was completely exploded, and then the sword light was swept away.

A powerful wave of air rushed to Wu Fajian frantically.

Wu Fajian could only put the long sword on his chest, but then he was impacted and flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.

Wu Fajian flew out of the martial arts arena, Jiang Du was just a little pale now in place, and even his clothes weren't rotten.

Who is strong and who is weak can be understood at a glance.

"Ding, get a victory, +10 skill points!"

The system prompt sounded in Jiang Du's mind.

Jiang Du was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

It is worthy of a national level competition. Just a victory will reward 10 skill points.

Before becoming the first in the knockout, the system also rewarded ten skill points.

Now Jiang Du's skill points have reached 61 points.

"Jiang Dusheng!"

The referee announced the result of the game.

Jiang Du smiled at Wu Fajian, and walked off the ring.

Wu Fajian's face was a bit bitter, even a little dazed.

Are young people in China now so tough? He came down the mountain this time with an intention to challenge the heroes of the world to temper the sword intent.

It felt pretty good at first, and he drove into the bandit's nest alone, and made Wu Fajian very energetic.

After all, how many people in the world can kill the Golden Body Realm with the reborn realm.

However, he did not expect to participate in the National Talented Warriors League, his goal was originally the first.

But the first game was lost.

And also convinced Wu Fajian to lose.

The other party was upright, and even his strongest attack was taken without a single point. What could be unconvincing.

At the second high of Liangjun County, the entire playground was full of joy at this time.

"If I win, I know that Little Biting Mouth is the best, and I look forward to Little Biting Mouth taking a national champion back."

"Jiang Du is awesome!"

"Invincible, invincible, even if your sword can reach the sky, I can break it with my own strength, bull!"

"Jiang Du, little poisonous mouth, I want to marry you..."

"What do you think, who doesn't know that Jiang Du and Ning Xue are a pair."

"Is it okay to be a young mother?"

Jiang Du ended victoriously, and several leaders of Wuhan University set their sights on Jiang Du's body, showing a "lovely" smile.

They had already begun to figure out whether to dig Jiang Du in advance.

After all, even if Jiang Du won't be the champion this time, but the opponent's age is only 16, the next National Talented Warriors League will definitely be the first place!