God rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

Seeing Wuming, who was hailed as the "martial arts myth", appear on the stage, Zhang Wei was no longer in a hurry to leave.

He looked at Wu Minglai, who was praised by many viewers as "playing the erhu with full blood, but playing the whole picture with half blood".

He is about forty years old, wearing a blue cloth coat and a beard. He looks very ordinary.

His eyes are very peaceful, but his aura of awe is very strong. It can be seen that he is a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, but has the world at heart.

Speaking of erhu, Zhang Wei actually saw an erhu in Wuming’s hand, “I didn’t expect Wuming to bring the erhu with him!”

His face looked a little strange, "Isn't Wuming full of health now? Why did you bring the erhu?"

"Master!" Jian Chen shouted in surprise when he saw the person coming. At the same time, he lowered his head in shame.

Not only did he fail to complete the task assigned by his master, but he also let the Hero Sword be snatched away. What made him most ashamed was that he himself was not recognized by the Hero Sword.

"Well, as long as you're fine, Chen'er, don't think too much about the rest." Wuming comforted his beloved disciple, and then looked at Zhang Wei.

But when he saw the three magic weapons on Zhang Wei's waist, he fell silent.

"When did magic weapons become so common, and did you use so many magic weapons by yourself?" He felt a little sad for the fate of these magic weapons.

After all, the divine weapon has spirit, and as a Heavenly Sword, his understanding is stronger, but Wuming didn't say much about it.

He glanced at Peerless Good Sword and said to Zhang Wei: "Since you can be recognized by Hero Sword, it means that you are definitely not a treacherous and evil person. Since Peerless Good Sword has chosen to follow you, then neither will I." I will try to snatch it again."

Wuming didn't necessarily want to get the peerless sword. The reason why he wanted to seize the peerless sword before was because he was afraid that the peerless sword would fall into the hands of evil people.

"However, this sword is coveted by many people. I just don't know if you have the strength to protect a peerless sword." Wuming said again.

"Senior Wuming, do you want to show off with me? Then come on."

Zhang Wei did not back down from Wuming's doubts. He also wanted to see Wuming's strength.

After hearing the conversation between the two, the swordsmen around them retreated, leaving a huge open space.

These two are heavyweights, their combat power is basically at the ceiling level, and the aftermath of their battle is frightening.

Those of them who have not even reached the heavenly level are not even cannon fodder in front of these two people. They dare not get close to watch the fun.

Only by watching from a distance can we barely maintain safety.

This time, Jian Chen and Bu Jingyun didn't dare to push any further, and followed the crowd to retreat.

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength."

"Each each other!"

"Then come on!"

After Wuming finished speaking, he played the erhu in his hand, and the sobbing erhu sound instantly covered the entire sword pool.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

All the swords on the sword pool seemed to have received some kind of summons, and they all jingled and vibrated.

"My sword!"

The swords on the waists of the swordsmen outside the field also trembled, and then flew up uncontrollably.

Except for the giant sword with the mark of Zhang Wei's sword intent, all the other swords on the sword pool responded to the nameless command, flew up from the ground, and then gathered in the sky to form a sword dragon and stabbed at Zhang Wei.

Holding the erhu in one hand, he shocked all the audiences present with his terrifying strength in wielding the sword.

Wuming's powerful move really shocked them.

With the flick of a finger, you can control the world's swords. What a realm this is!

Seeing the stegosaurus composed of countless swords in the sky stabbing towards him, Zhang Wei did not feel scared, but showed excitement.

The current Wuming has not learned how to return to the clan with ten thousand swords, and is not at his strongest state yet. Zhang Wei believes that his current strength should not be inferior to Wuming.

He drew out the peerless sword in his left hand, and the Dragon Bird Sword in his right hand. The two were one of ice and one of fire, one sword and one sword, which coincided with the meaning of yin and yang. He had long wanted to try the power of the combined swords.

Although he doesn't know swordsmanship, it doesn't hinder his use. He didn't know swordsmanship before, so he can use the Dragon Bird Sword very well.

He waved the sword in his hand based on the principles of Tai Chi. The Dragon Bird Saber and the Peerless Sword moved in mysterious trajectories, drawing a huge Tai Chi pattern in the air and slowly spinning.

"Huh?" Wuming also sensed the power of Zhang Wei's move. His eyes became more solemn and the speed of playing the erhu became much faster.

Wuming's perception was not wrong. The combined power of Zhang Wei's sword move was stronger than that of Guixu Sword Intent alone. Furthermore, this move could be used both offensively and defensively, and was more perfect.

"Hiss~!" The moves performed by these two people directly made the swordsmen watching the battle gasp.

Even Bu Jingyun, who has been so strong all his life, felt the threat of death from these two moves. If he were to face these two moves, he would not have any confidence to survive.

Zhang Wei saw that the long river of flying swords suddenly sped up a lot. He chuckled, and the sword in his hand also sped up a little, and the Tai Chi diagram's rotation speed also became faster.

Feijian Changhe soon hit the rotating Tai Chi diagram. Suddenly, it was like the river had hit a dam. It was all blocked by the Tai Chi diagram and could not get close to Zhang Wei.

Moreover, Zhang Wei also considered that these swords were from the Sword Worship Villa, so he used the skill of Tai Chi to pull the flying swords from the sky to his side, freeing them from Wuming's control.

Then, under the control of Zhang Wei, those flying swords stabbing from the sky turned into a huge rotating Tai Chi diagram in the air.

All the control rights of these flying swords were taken away by Zhang Wei. Wuming's move was considered broken, and Wuming had no choice but to stop playing the erhu in his hand.

Seeing Wuming stop his moves, Zhang Wei's Peerless Sword and Dragon Sparrow Saber also stopped.

The countless swords that no one controlled also fell from the sky like raindrops, but Wuming raised his sword finger and waved it lightly, and the sword rain from the sky was inserted back into the sword pool in an orderly manner.

Those sword weapons that belonged to the swordsman also flew back into their master's scabbards. This control over the sword really deserves to be called the Heavenly Sword.

"I have a general understanding of your strength. You are truly the most talented person in history! I am relieved that you have a peerless sword in your hand." Wuming hung the erhu back on his waist and said to Zhang Wei.

"Senior Wuming is ridiculous. If you use your full strength, maybe I won't be your opponent."

Seeing that Wuming had lost his will to fight, Zhang Wei had no choice but to hang the peerless sword and the Dragon Bird Sword back to his waist.