It was Wu Ying who spoke.
After Yun Que said hello, he took the long knife from Wu Ying.
The blade is thick and long, made of black iron. The blade is sharp and has a hidden groove, specially used for bleeding.
This is a horse-cutting sword used by cavalry. With the help of the power of horses, it can cut off the opponent in half. It is a commonly used weapon among warriors in the army.
As soon as the knife was in hand, a heavy power immediately came from it.
More than 100 kilograms.
Yun Que noticed a row of small lines on the blade. At first glance, they looked like cracks, but they were actually runes.
Magic weapon!
And the level is not low!
Yun Que had never used a magical weapon, but he had seen a lot. He could tell at a glance that Wu Ying's horse-killing sword was at least of the highest quality, and might even be the best.
"Use it as hard as you can. If the sword breaks, it's mine!" Wu Ying said grandly.
Yun Que thanked him and got familiar with the long sword, so that he knew what he was doing.
A gambling fight is not a life and death fight, so Yun Que will naturally not use the demon sword.
The demon sword will bleed when it is unsheathed. It is too fierce and not suitable for use in the academy.
Yun Que planned to get a long sword, a magic weapon, as a backup when he had money in the future, and use it as a normal weapon.
Yun Que was fiddling with his long knife here, which made Li Gu across the way very angry.
Forget about being carried on a stretcher, he didn't even bring any weapons, he had to borrow someone else's, and he didn't even pay attention to him plowing the grain.
"Entering the martial arts arena is equivalent to signing a life and death certificate!"
Li Gu stared and shouted, "Boy, if I accidentally beat you to death today, I won't have to pay with my life!"
"Don't worry, you can't kill me, but I advise you to dig a hole first and bury yourself later while you still have breath to save others the trouble." Yun Que said casually.
When it comes to talking heads, only Mei Qian can compete with Yun Que.
"Only you? Hahaha! You want to laugh me to death!"
Li Gu pretended to laugh in the sky and said: "A mere eighth-grade martial artist dares to be arrogant in front of a seventh-grade martial artist! I have to say that you are brave enough, but you have no brains at all! I will teach you what martial arts is in a moment!" "
"Okay, if you don't teach well, I will beat you up."
After Yun Que said this, he stuck the long knife into the ground, and imitated the way he plowed the valley before, and clashed his fists.
There was a muffled sound!
A wave of air appeared, causing Li Gu's hair to sway wildly.
"Seventh grade!"
Ligu's smile instantly froze on his face, and he said in surprise: "You have advanced to the seventh level! No wonder you want to fight again in three days, it turns out to be a delaying strategy!"
Compared to Li Gu's surprise, Mei Qian on the side was even more surprised.
He thought that he would definitely be able to advance to the seventh level by the end of the year, and he planned to show off in front of Yun Que, which made Yun Que angry, but in the end, he became the seventh level first.
Mei Qian felt sour now. He decided not to wait until the end of the year and start attacking the seventh level in a few days.
Otherwise, it would be Yun Que who should show off, and he, Mei Qian, would not be able to hold his head high.
Wu Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded slowly, and looked at Yun Que with admiration in his eyes.
All the students in Baihua Palace became excited and cheered for Yun Que.
"Beat him! Let them know that our Yanwu Palace is not easy to mess with!"
"I've always been bullied by outsiders, but our Baihua Palace finally has someone who can fight!"
"Yun Que, come on!"
"The Hundred Flowers Palace is victorious!"
A group of Baihua Palace students kept shouting and shouting.
Qiong Wu was the only one who stood silent in the crowd, glaring at Yun Que hatefully. She just wanted to see Yun Que beaten into a pig's head to relieve her hatred.
No wonder these Baihua Palace students were so excited.
Among the twelve halls of the academy, Baihua Palace is the lowest. Of course, this is not determined by the academy, but what the students say privately.
Because the things taught by Baihua Palace are too complex and include everything, none of them are reliable. Therefore, the students of Baihua Palace have the lowest combat power and are usually the least famous. The students of Baihua Palace are just like transparent people in front of other schools.
Only during the New Year can the songs and dances of the Baihua Palace become famous in the academy. At other times, many students would sneer at the mention of the Baihua Palace.
He thought that Baihua Palace was full of incompetent rich men who came to the Academy to gain status so that they could brag everywhere after leaving.
Sadly, Baihua Palace has really not produced any characters for so many years, and no one dares to challenge the most powerful Yanwu Palace.
If Yun Que can win a game today, the Baihua Palace students will feel proud.
Hearing the cheers from everyone in Baihua Palace, Ligu immediately sneered and shouted:
"He beat me? You people in Baihua Palace really like to daydream! A disabled martial artist who has just entered the seventh rank, how can he beat me!"
The students in the surrounding martial arts hall immediately shouted loudly.
"Baihua Palace should go back to embroidery. Yanwu Palace is a place where you can come!"
"It's okay to come, dance a few dances before leaving, let's have fun hahaha!"
"I want to listen to music! Don't be embarrassed, your Baihua Palace is just a place for singing and dancing."
"I heard that the people in Baihua Palace are good at cooking. Come and cook a meal for us, quack!"
"Ouch! I just lost two taels of silver. Isn't there a case solver in your Baihua Palace? Come and help me look for it. If I find it, I'll give you one tael of silver. Haha!"
There were a group of strong men in the Yanwu Hall, each with a louder voice than the other, and their words were more unpleasant than the last.
They are all martial artists. These people have never known what it means to be merciful. They only pick on Baihua Palace's painful areas and scold them, which made all the Baihua Palace students gnash their teeth.
Tu Su had a hot temper and shouted back angrily:
"Your wife is lost! I just found her, she's on my bed! How about this case, can this case be solved soon?"
"You're looking for a fucking beating! You damn barbarian. Believe it or not, I pulled out your teeth!" A strong man on the side of the Yanwu Hall cursed.
"I'm afraid of you! If you're not convinced, compare with quantity!" Tu Su replied not to be outdone.
The real master hasn't started fighting yet, but those who are watching the excitement are about to start fighting.
Li Gu waved his hand to signal his companion to shut up, stared at Yun Que and said:
"Yun, let's start when you're ready. Don't waste time here. If you wait until next year, you will definitely lose!"
Yun Que held a knife in one hand, leaned on the erected stretcher and said, "My time is also very precious. Let's decide the outcome with one move."
"Okay! One move, one move!"
Li Gu Leng shouted and took out his weapon.
He used a stick.
His arms are as thick as his eyebrows, and he has a big stick of cold iron!
The body of the stick is also carved with fine runes, making it a magical weapon of good quality.
There was a dull boom.
Li Gu poked the big stick into the ground, and a pit half a foot deep immediately appeared, and at the same time a circle of air waves exploded.
Judging from the strength, the cold iron rod used to plow the valley weighs at least 800 kilograms!
The stick is the enemy of the sword.
An inch long, an inch strong.
Weapons like sticks are naturally longer than swords, and their attack range is extremely large, far beyond the range of swords.
In particular, sticks are mostly heavy and are heavy weapons. In a head-to-head fight, swords and other light weapons are at a natural disadvantage.
Those who can use sticks must have extraordinary strength. This is common sense in the spiritual world.
Ligu's body's qi was turning, and he sneered:
"Boy, today I want you to see what the fighting power of a seventh-grade martial artist is! The Dragon Gate Stick Technique!"
Ligu suddenly grabbed the center of the big stick, and in an instant the cold iron stick was flying, and the wind started to sound loudly!
The onlookers immediately backed away.
When seventh-level warriors fight, they should stay as far away as possible, otherwise they will easily be accidentally injured.
"Senior Brother Li actually used the stick method. That kid may be crippled today!"
"You're killing a chicken with a knife. The hundred taels I bet will definitely double today!"
Seeing Ligu perform his stick skills, the crowd in the Yanwu Hall became excited and cheered.
The Dragon Gate Stick Technique is a martial arts method of the Yanwu Palace. It is a move that uses strong force to win.
Some warriors who practice stick techniques now believe that Yun Que will definitely lose.
No matter how good the sword is, unless it is a magic weapon that can cut through the cold iron rod with one strike, the power inspired by the stick technique plus the physical strength of a seventh-level warrior from Ligu will be enough to make the long knife fly away, and even a person can be flattened with one blow of the stick. .
Yun Que was not idle when plowing the valley using stick techniques.
Yun Que held the knife in his right hand and slapped the side of the stretcher behind him with his left hand.
Then the stretcher began to spin, and Yun Que also followed it, like a top.
The onlookers laughed heartily when they saw Yun Que's appearance.
Especially the group of martial artists in the martial arts hall laughed in a weird way.
"The Baihua Palace is really full of talents, and this dance is pretty good, haha!"
"I guess it's called circle dancing. Seeing how skilled someone is at spinning, they must have put in a lot of effort in private."
"Wander around for a while, this is interesting hahaha!"
There were also many people who didn't smile, such as Wu Ying. He watched Yun Que's actions carefully and had full confidence in Yun Que.
Mei Qian glanced at the group of classmates who were laughing unbridledly, and there was a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth. Just joking, you will cry later.
Yun Que's behavior seemed absurd and funny, but Mei Qian knew Yun Que's purpose.
Rotation is gathering strength!
Yun Que couldn't move his feet, which was equivalent to losing his heels. No matter how strong his hands were, they could only reach the seventh level. Without the support of his feet, it would be difficult to exert his true power.
That's why Yun Que chose to rotate himself, using the power of rotation to drive the long knife to its normal level of force.
This is the cleverness of Yun Que.
The stretcher rotated faster and faster, creating a hole in the ground. The long knife in Yun Que's hand was always rotating with it, and the sound of the wind caused by the knife body became heavier and heavier.
Li Gu is not too stupid, he sensed Yun Que's purpose from the wind of the sword.
"Drink! Crush mountains with one stick!"
Li Gu roared, stepped forward, and attacked Yun Que sideways with the cold iron rod in his hand, sweeping away thousands of troops.
Buzz! ! !
The power of this stick swept out a harsh sound of breaking through the air!
The cold iron rod weighed nearly a thousand kilograms, and with the full strength of a seventh-grade martial artist, the force on it already exceeded ten thousand kilograms.
With such strength, Pingshan Jun and other seventh-level monsters did not dare to resist.
The Dragon Gate Stick Technique, Dakai Dahe, emphasizes the ability to conquer ten events with one force. Among them, the first move is to use a stick to open a mountain, and it is also the most violent move.
Seeing the strength of this stick, many students in Baihua Palace gasped and sweated for Yun Que.
Yun Que's movement was restricted and he couldn't dodge, so he could only take it head-on.
It's okay if you can catch it, but if you can't catch it, you'll be dead!
Even though Yun Que's body was spinning, the Qi around his body was always locked on Li Gu, and he knew every move of the other party.
The use of this kind of Qi machine is absolutely unattainable at the eighth level.
The moment the cold iron rod swept towards him, Yun Que suddenly raised his left hand and put two fingers between his eyebrows, and a cold air flowed from the long knife in his right hand.
Starting pose!
The spinning Yun Que has gathered enough power.
Next, what he wants to use is the real secret skill from the previous dynasty's Demon Slayer Division, the Broken Sword Style!
