The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

A series of crisp impact sounds made the face of the young swordsman in front of him extremely ugly for a while. He never expected that he not only missed the first hit, but also all the subsequent moves were almost completely seen through. blocked.

Not only that, but the opponent actually knew how to control the distance, making his next attacks all become meaningless slashes.

"It's really shocking to actually block all the swords below. I didn't expect there to be a guy like you who is immersed in the way of sex among the monsters."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Wu Ye's face darkened by half: "Hey! Don't talk nonsense without evidence. Who do you think is a monster?"

"It's too ugly, monster," the young swordsman said with a cold face, pointing his sword at Wu Ye, "Since you have such a strong monster power, you must be a famous monster lord. Don't you dare to admit it?"

"Bloody mouth, you bastard, you want to be black and black, don't you!" Wu Ye's face was completely dark, and he said angrily: "Don't think I won't recognize you if you hide, since you are a soul master and you are holding the Bailou sword, you Isn’t it also a monster, where is your half-spirit? Where is it hidden?”

"..." The sword in the young swordsman's hand paused, and suddenly fell into an unnatural silence.

Obviously Wu Ye's words had some influence on him, especially when he finally heard the word half spirit, his pupils shrank slightly.

The reaction of the young swordsman also made Wu Ye more sure of his conjecture.

The family crest and swordsmanship of the soul family, as well as the Bailou sword, this guy must be a half-human, half-spirit of the soul family, but I don't know what is the relationship between him and the old man's bogey.

Looking at this outfit, the taste of the two seems to be quite close, father and son?No, according to the age of the monster, it should be closer. Could it be a brother?

Either way, here's your chance!Being distracted during the battle is simply looking for death, and Wu who has chosen to abandon his innocence is absolutely impossible to let go of the opponent's exposed flaws.

Gungnir completed charging in an instant, and the sudden eruption of monster power even Wuya almost couldn't stabilize himself. The raging storm blew away the young swordsman's calm bangs, revealing his frightened face.

"Wh-you bastard, stop!"

"Ok?"

The huge contrast between the performance of the young swordsman before and after made Wu Ye very puzzled. He obviously looked like an old man who was invincible just now, so when he drew his gun, the other party was scared away. No, it seems that something is wrong. This is...

rustle--

There was the sound of wood chips falling to the ground, which seemed to be due to Gungnir's full force, which also caused a certain degree of damage to the surrounding environment, and it was only then that Wu Ye was surprised to find that there was an explosion directly behind him. There was even a bullock cart parked.

By the way, the ox pulling the cart is half disabled, and it seems to be affected by Gungnir's demon power.

After thinking about it this way, I understand, no wonder the opponent's aura is restrained, he dare not use a big move, and he dare not use it by himself, with a face full of collapsed expression, his feelings are transmitted to the side of his crystal...

Chapter 2 Girls

Now I finally understand, why the other party's attack is a killer move when I come, it turns out that my position is too easy to cause misunderstanding.

Uh, under such circumstances, it seems that even a misunderstanding cannot be resolved.

Under the watchful eyes of the opponent, Wu Ye stood there with his scalp numb, and he didn't know whether to throw or not to throw Gungnir in his hand.

Showing an embarrassed and shy smile, Wu Ye said awkwardly: "Ah, what, if I say this is actually a misunderstanding, can you understand?"

"..." The young swordsman didn't answer, but the coldness in his eyes lowered the temperature around his forehead a bit.

It seems that there is no way to get better.

Although the wound on his forehead had recovered to its original state, the pain was well remembered. Speaking of which, Wu Ye didn't think it would be so simple to forget.

It would be best if he could solve it with words, but if it didn't work... the blow on his head wouldn't be in vain, would it?

"Okay, since you're so interested, then I'm also—Sharp Gun!"

As a weapon, Gungnir has two strongest points, one is its ability to distort cause and effect, and the other is its way of erupting without warning.

As a gun, how much damage Gungnir can cause is completely proportional to the injected demon power, and has no direct relationship with the force used when throwing it.

That is to say, even Wu didn't make a throwing posture, as long as the monster power and the target are determined, Gungnir can also launch it.

Wu Ye slowly let go of the gun, and the ominous spear shot out the moment he let go: "—Gangnir!"

"drink!"

Facing the whistling red meteor, the young swordsman greeted it head-on with both hands holding the sword, and slashed it down with a sword, but the result was unexpected.

I thought it would be an evenly matched battle, but I never thought it would turn into a one-sided crush.

The Bailou sword in the young swordsman's hand was knocked flying, and the person was thrown to the ground. In fact, he should not have suffered any injuries. After all, he might be an acquaintance, so Wu didn't use his heavy hand. He only aimed at the sword in the opponent's hand. That's all.

Even so, Wu Ye couldn't help but marvel at Gungnir's power. This guy doesn't look very weak, but he was knocked into the air at once. The power of the sharp gun is much stronger than before.

Little did he know that the swordsman at this moment was even more horrified. He who had been in direct contact with Gungnir could clearly feel that the density of demon power contained in this gun was simply terrifying.

It felt as if he had encountered an iceberg on the sea. He only saw the size of the part exposed to the sea, and the most important thing was to hide under the sea.

Big monster?

This terrifying thought emerged in the young swordsman's mind. Indeed, monster power is the most basic standard to measure a monster's strength. This level of monster power is no longer at the level of ordinary monsters.

I made a mistake, a big monster appeared so close to Kyoto.

Regret and anger appeared on the young swordsman's face, and at the same time there was a trace of undetectable fear. He no longer dared to think about the reason why this big monster with unfathomable strength came here.

Reminiscent of the identity of the owner of the bullock cart, he only felt that his eyes went black for a while, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart. For a while, he couldn't even lift half of his strength.

For Wu Ye, a newcomer to fighting, not bleeding is the best portrayal of his mercy, so he is very puzzled by the young swordsman lying there motionless, maybe his brain is getting wet when playing Pengci at this time?

"Hey, are you okay...?" Wu Ye realized that he had said something nonsense as soon as he uttered it. He was born in a modern society and subconsciously thought that the other party would blackmail someone in the next second.

The young swordsman stared at him fiercely. If his eyes could kill, then his fighting power should be able to rise to a higher level.

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