Proficiency: practice thousands of times

Wang Yu watched him leave quickly, not in a hurry, and reached out to draw out the heart seal of Shixiong Jun who had fainted.

A total of five, not too small.

On the other side, Dongfang Zhao was still darting fast, planning to find a place to rest and adjust for a while, and then search for someone to seize the seal after recovering some strength.

He has never underestimated people in the world, so he does not act rashly and aggressively, but prefers to take steps step by step and fight steadily.

"That kid, I can't see through..." The picture of Wang Yu punching is still in his mind.

As the saying goes, if you never forget, there will be echoes.

When he passed under a tree in front of him, Wang Yu seemed to appear out of thin air, and the sword light suddenly appeared.

Even though Dongfang Zhao was always on high alert, he still didn't expect this sudden stab.

Ordinary people have already been frightened out of their wits, that is to say, he barely raised his sword to parry.

It was the back of the blade that struck his sword.

The next moment, the huge force seen before surged, and even worse!

A giant wave like a mountain fell down and engulfed him in an instant.

That is to say, his sword is also extraordinary, otherwise, the sword will be directly destroyed by this blow, and the person will also be severely injured.

With severe pain all over his body, a mouthful of reverse blood rushed up his throat and slid down the corner of his mouth.

It was so easy, and he was injured in just one meeting.

You must know that he was never injured in the previous fights.

Until I met Wang Yu.

"Hey, it's quite resistant." Wang Yu secretly thought.

For this knife, he did not use the basic knife technique of the ninth extreme level, not for other reasons, but because he was not careful, he would smash people to death with the back of the knife.

Dongfang Zhao fell to the ground, turned over immediately, and at the same time, golden flames erupted all over his body, like a Saiyan exploding seed.

Wang Yu has seen this so-called imperial fighting spirit before, and it is indeed powerful enough, with a strong increase in combat power.

He wanted to do a set of exercises, but it was a pity that the Dongfang family valued this ancestor's inheritance more than their lives, and no one else could get it.

Dongfang Zhao knew very well that Wang Yu was faster than him, and it was difficult to escape Wang Yu's pursuit when he couldn't fly in the air. In this case, there was only one battle.

The long sword in his hand swung lightly, rippling a golden streamer.

The golden boa constrictor appeared beside him, puffing out his arrogance, and the special effects all over his body were really cool.

"Kill!" Dongfang Zhao said calmly, holding his sword and moving.

The big python rides the wind and wants to turn into a golden dragon and wreak havoc.

He valued Wang Yu enough, so he used all his strength when he came up.

Wang Yu was surrounded by light blue energy, and with his strength, he couldn't transform into a python.

But he didn't need it, he raised the knife with his bent arm, and slashed straight out.

clang!

The swords collided again, and Dongfang Zhao, who had been planted this time, was finally not blown away by Wang Yu's huge force.

Roar!

The golden python on the side came to bite Wang Yu, and the momentum exploded!

The next moment, Wang Yu's arms were entangled with strength, and he pressed the golden python's head with his bare hands.

The qi and blood surged all over his body, making Wang Yu's whole body flushed.

Martial artists in the Qi Xing Realm seldom use pure physical strength to fight.

They prefer to use energy to mop up, or develop various qi-moving moves, or directly transform into pythons with such energy, and suppress people with their realm.

Strength has always been the mainstay, supplemented by physical strength.

Wang Yu, on the other hand, was just the opposite. He relied more on his incomparably tyrannical physical body, and his energy was used to assist in the battle.

Qi and blood surged up, strength climbed endlessly, and the muscles on the left arm became more and more hard and swollen, and he couldn't lift his head while holding the golden python.

Catch the gas python with bare hands!

Dongfang Zhao was stunned to operate like this.

Qi pythons are exclusive to those who are strong in the late stage of Qi Xingjing, and they are also the evolution of their own cultivation. Others can't avoid it in wartime, but Wang Yu's physical body is tough, which is really exaggerated.

Royal style!

Dongfang Zhao was repelled by half a step, he raised his sword with explosive energy, and slashed out with a sword posture with the posture of a godless king.

The golden python coiled around the sword energy, and swallowed Wang Yu in an instant at close range.

The unrestrained fighting spirit instantly burned this area into a golden light, and the brilliance of this golden fighting spirit could be seen from several kilometers away.

Even Daoist Han Yang in the sky looked down at the place where the golden light shone with great interest.

"I remember that there used to be an inner sect disciple who was like a little golden man in the competition. The power of this technique is not weak."

Master Han Yang muttered a few words, he didn't know what happened to the statuette after that.

At this moment, I just feel that the golden light is somewhat familiar.

Perhaps it is the descendant.

Wu Zong has stood for thousands of years and is said to be a sect, but it also has the nature of a part of the school, and the disciples of the sect come in and out.

There are countless people who have achieved something in their studies and left, and Wu Zong has carried forward because of this, and now it has become a holy land of martial arts recognized by the human race, with a detached status.

"The other kid is also interesting, the physical body can be tempered to be so strong, what is the matter with such huge energy and blood?

Could it be the northern barbarians..."

below.

The golden energy faded away, Dongfang Zhao sweated on his forehead, panted lightly, and stared closely at Wang Yu who was shot into the distance.

The armor on Wang Yu's body was damaged, and his exposed skin was injured.

Broken.

The front of the chest and abdomen suffered from this domineering sword, and the injury was more serious, and some blood flowed out.

The rest of the parts also looked like they had been burnt by ultra-high temperature in many places, appearing pitch-black.

Looking at the man from Dongfang Emperor's family in front of him, he had to say that he was very strong, far surpassing that Dongfang Ye from back then.

After all, although Dongfang Ye was one of the talents cultivated by the emperor's family at that time, he was still too young after all.

The one in front of me is getting older, more like Dongfang Ye who has grown up for more than 20 years, even better.

This son of the Eastern Emperor's family is indeed very talented, no worse than the one on Blue Star.

At a similar age, Shou Xun and the others are completely inferior to the one in front of them.

Even stronger than the Tushen back then!

"interesting."

Wang Yu whispered to himself, fighting opponents like this is better than practicing swords with those senior brothers in the cave.

After all, training is not the same as actual combat.

He walked towards Dongfang Zhao again, stretched out his hand to caress the wound on his body, the energy of Qi and blood gathered, generating waves of heat.

The few injuries that were not serious at all healed quickly, and shed a few drops of blood as a face to the opponent. After all, the sword just now was really amazing and cool.

At a certain moment, Wang Yu exerted all his strength in vain and rushed towards Dongfang Zhao.

In his eyes, everything in the outside world is slowing down, including Dongfang Zhao's every move, and even the golden python's energy flow seems very meek.

Slashing upwards with the saber, the light blue energy turned into water waves in the space, rippling away.

The indestructible star rock has many cracks on the surface.

Dongfang Zhao's pupils vibrated violently.

"This is, innate sincerity?!"

There is nowhere to hide, the water wave is the appearance caused by the shock of space, in fact, Wang Yu's knife almost covered the entire area where he was.

In the air, Master Han Yang lowered his head and kept looking at Wang Yu.

"There is a sincere artistic conception, but not strong enough cultivation, so that it can't exert the full power of this knife. This little baby is really interesting, and the level of understanding is simply amazing.

In this way, the victory and defeat have already been divided, and the little golden man lost in the end. "

He watched the result of the battle between the new disciples with great interest, and had no intention of interfering.

He is just a spectator, and he will never make a move unless necessary.

After the shock in the space, the golden python collapsed directly, and the grudge on Dongfang Zhao also faded away.

Reluctantly relying on the long sword to lean on the ground, trying not to pass out.

His body was penetrated by the saber qi, causing serious damage, and it was not easy to be able to stand still.

Wang Yu's blade fell to the ground, and he looked at the opponent in front of him lightly.

"You won." Dongfang Zhao couldn't hear any emotion in his tone.

Immediately guided by the mind, several heart imprints on his body floated out of the body.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the heart seal to Wang Yu.

He has a calm mind, without the arrogance of the emperor's family, and he is rarely irrational.

Even if it is difficult to accept a defeat, he will try to accept it and is willing to pay the price for it.

A total of seven heart seals are enough to show that his previous record is not bad.

Seeing that he was so sensible, Wang Yu gave up, and his mind was swept away by him.

After confirming that the other party did not hide other heart seals, he turned and left.

"I hope that when we meet again next time, you can gain more heart imprints."

"." Dongfang Zhao was speechless, this bastard used him as a cash machine.

However, in fact, Wang Yu still quite recognized this guy's strength.

After all, he was forced to use the basic sword technique of the ninth level.

If it wasn't for the last strike, the battle would have lasted even longer based on strength and speed alone. Although he could win, it would be too procrastinating for him to wish.

After that, Wang Yu traveled all the way, looking for more other targets.

There are very few people who can escape his knife. If there are, they will cut a few more times, and they will always be unable to bear it in the end.

The number of heart seals on Wang Yu's body is also increasing.

Half a day later, Wang Yu took another rough look, and there were already 56 heart seals.

This amount is not bad.

Thousands of people competed, and in the case that each heart seal was distributed equally, if he could collect this amount by himself, he estimated that he would have a good chance of finally squeezing into the top ten.

The reward for the top ten is thirty Qi-gathering willow leaves, which is not bad, but the hundred willow leaves at the top of the list are more fragrant.

"Is there any big fish to touch?" Wang Yu murmured.

With the passage of time, more and more disciples lost their heart imprints, and the small group of disciples at the top of the food chain must have more and more heart imprints on their bodies.

Randomly harvesting one of the top people can greatly increase the number of heart seals on him.

Thinking like this, he soon discovered a new goal.

A huge stone plate is located not far away, it looks like a dinner plate has been magnified countless times.

On the side of the stone plate, two disciples were lying on the ground, rolling their eyes, looking like they were being drained.

A tall, handsome young man smiled lightly and pocketed a few heart seals from the two of them.

"The two of you have been accepted, the competition is very exciting, and I look forward to meeting again next time."

The young man smiled, and when he was about to leave, his face suddenly changed slightly.

"Ji family boy, give me a punch!"