"What speed is this?" An outstanding person felt that his eyes had an illusion.
"A few embellishments, but it turned out like this?" Some people even have the idea of giving up the assessment because of this speed.
"You..." Talented Jiang Lang raised his sword subconsciously, but suddenly found that his hand seemed to be unable to control himself.
Even Feng Feiyang, who had just gone through the battle, noticed the scene here.
"What a mysterious movement." Yao Shifeng Feiyang is good at movement, but when he saw the scene just now, he also felt sincere admiration in his heart.
Speed, sometimes, can not only achieve miraculous results, but there is also a saying: In martial arts, all things in the world are invincible, except speed. This is a saying that has been widely circulated, and the hero at this moment has used it to its fullest potential.
"I'm not as good as me." Although Feng Feiyang didn't want to admit it, when he saw the embellished scene, he knew that in terms of the speed of movement, he was not as good as this Jianghu guest named Daxia.
The talented man Jiang Lang's state of mind was suddenly damaged too quickly. It seemed like a dead leaf came in front of him inadvertently, like a floating leaf.
"Go down." He whispered in his ear.
"No!" Talented Jiang Lang roared subconsciously. The Jiang Lang Sword in his hand shook, and a sword-like intent like river water slowly rose.
"Too slow..." The hero's charlatan did not move. No, to be precise, the thin knife on his waist should have remained untouched from beginning to end, and his body was already in a state of lightning.
The momentum suddenly rose.
Just when Jiang Langcai was about to take action, he saw a dark aura hitting the half-drawn Jiang Lang sword.
choke!
The crisp sound is like the collision of metal, sparking understanding.
There seemed to be something burning in the air.
It was an ink-colored flame that complemented the hero's clothes.
It is full of the charm of a literati, as if one swipe of the ink pen can write the entire spring and autumn feeling.
Talented scholar Jiang Lang had no room for resistance and his body flew backwards.
boom!
The body falls to the ground.
"It surprises me." Under the ink-colored bamboo hat, a voice like ink came, carrying inexplicable vicissitudes of life, but like thunder, echoing in the heart of Jiang Lang's talented man.
It turns out that just now, the heroic Jiang Hu Ke was trying to force Jiang Lang out of the ring with his momentum. He was about to succeed, but just between the edges of the ring, Jiang Lang Caizi finally pulled out his Jiang Lang Sword.
A sword intent came in the opposite direction, pressing back from across the air, causing his body to fly upside down and change its direction abruptly.
But it also made Jiang Lang talented man extremely embarrassed.
Talented scholar Jiang Lang struggled to stand up, with a bit of fear in his eyes. A strong man in the mountain-building realm was almost forced out of the ring by a cultivator at the peak of the mountain-viewing realm. Such a thing was disgraceful no matter how you put it.
"I didn't expect that the geniuses in this class are all so perverted." A teacher on the high platform expressed such admiration.
You know, the difference between the mountain-viewing realm and the mountain-building realm is not an ordinary realm, but a big realm. Moreover, the mountain-building realm has the ability to fly. It can be said that it is almost invincible. But between the two The moment people come into contact, judgment is made.
It seems to give people a feeling that the gap in realm is not that important.
Talented man Jiang Lang wiped the corner of his mouth, and there was a bright red color left on his sleeve.
"I've learned a lot about your speed and momentum, and it makes me very angry." The talented man Jiang Lang's whole body was filled with an aura unique to the strong. Together with his own body-protecting Zhen Gang, he rose up.
"At the same time, it also triggered the anger of a mountain-building monk." Jiang Lang unsheathed his sword.
On the other side, the Jianghu Ke hero still stood quietly, as if Jiang Lang's harsh words were just a passing thought to him.
The ink color remains the same, and the ink-colored clothes carry traces of swords, dancing gracefully under the fierce momentum.
This scene reminds me of that sentence.
A lonely shadow on the cold river, an old friend in the world.
A person stands alone, does not join in the world, and is alone, writing about the Spring and Autumn Period in ink.
"Anger?" After a moment, the hero finally spoke up and said, "Is that it?"
The hero's figure remained unmoved. Under the bamboo hat, no changes could be seen on his face. He seemed to be waiting for his opponent's anger, his sharp blow, and his ultimate move.
The Jianglang Talent shakes the Jianglang Sword, faintly conveying the vastness of the mountains and rivers, and a feeling of being open to all rivers.
"Jianglangchuan, Jianglangshan, mountains and rivers all belong to my sword intention, crush the enemy."
As Jiang Langcai's sword intent surged, the sound of powerful waves resounded throughout the arena, like mountains and rivers surging.
Like the wind, it was like a violent surge, and terrible sounds were constantly coming out.
"This is Jiang Langjian's famous skill - Jiang Lang Jue." One person was surprised and did not expect that the talented man Jiang Lang would use such a trump card just at the beginning.
"Jiang Langjue?" Someone was suspicious.
"That's right, Jiang Lang Jue takes advantage of the power of rivers, mountains and rivers to activate it with sword intent, creating a momentum that can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to break apart. Because of this technique, Jiang Lang Talent is famous in Jianglang Mountain." People who know Jiang Lang Talent well. , made such an explanation.
Everyone was no longer surprised, because the scene in front of them was enough to illustrate Jiang Langjue's abnormality.
On the stage, one could faintly feel the majesty of the sword battle. It was a kind of momentum unique between heaven and earth, like mountains and rivers condensing together, forming a fierce attack with overwhelming momentum.
The ink shadow in the bamboo hat seems to be crumbling under the fierce pressure. The ink shirt dances, as if it is so weak and frail.
However, despite being weak, he is still alone.
Hanjiang Guying is reflected to the extreme.
"Are you scared?" Talented Jiang Lang finally gained confidence under the terrifying aura and laughed, feeling very proud.
"you……"
"Me what?"
"You seem to be very proud?" The hero's voice still had that lonely feeling, as if every word he spoke was a whole world.
"Now, you should understand the consequences of triggering the anger of a mountain-building strongman, right? Haha..." Although Jiang Lang was proud, he did not dare to be careless at all. The momentum of the mountains and rivers above his head continued to gather, like a bottomless pit. , sweeping away all the spiritual energy around him.
"Consequences?" Under the bamboo hat, there was no change in the voice. Under the hazy ink gauze, his lips moved slightly and said: "I'm afraid you can't afford such consequences."
One sentence, but it caused the talented man Jiang Lang to laugh arrogantly.
"Ha ha……"
"I can't afford it?" Jiang Lang, a talented scholar, was very proud and said, "Jiang Lang Jue is a skill that I have become famous for many years. How can it be compared to your small mountain viewing realm?"
The talented scholar Jiang Lang is very conceited because of his strength.
The gap between the two was already right in front of him. The talented scholar Jiang Lang did not believe that this Jiang Hu guest named Da Xia could ignore his Jiang Lang Jue.
"Stubborn." A sentence that seemed to be an afterimage.
Because before the sentence was finished, the Mo Ying in front of everyone suddenly turned into Mo Sha.
"Disappear...disappear..."
"Disappeared……"
"..."
Everyone was shocked.
Five hundred outstanding people were all shocked.
There was no fluctuation or sign, as if everything was so natural that no one could fault it.
On the high platform, thirty strong men from the six colleges were also puzzled at this moment.
Although they could catch the hero, they still couldn't get the answer.
Because there is a limit to the speed of a Guanshan Realm cultivator, and under Jiang Lang Talent's Jiang Lang Jue momentum, it is impossible to reach such a speed in any case.
The entire arena, enveloped by the mountains and rivers, was like a splash-ink painting of mountains and rivers.
"Xue Ru, what on earth is going on?" A female teacher in Bing Ning Valley finally asked what everyone was thinking.
Thirty powerful men were all eager to know why a Mountain Viewing Realm cultivator could achieve such speed.
Even with their minds, they can barely sense it.
Ji Xueru sat quietly, her mind blurry, and she could track the figure of the hero, but there was no reply for a long time.
Just when the female teacher was about to give up her thirst for knowledge, Ji Xueru finally spoke up.
"I didn't expect that this could happen." Ji Xueru patted her forehead, feeling that her knowledge was completely refreshed at this moment.
"Xue Ru, what's going on?" Another female teacher also asked urgently.
Ji Xueru came back to her senses, looked at the two teachers beside her and said, "Don't you see it?"
The two female teachers shook their heads, looking puzzled.
"Look." Ji Xueru pointed her finger and landed on the mountains and rivers.
Then he said: "There have been many capable people and strangers in ancient times, and this Jianghu guest named Daxia is such a practitioner."
Ji Xueru followed the figure of the hero with her fingers and said: "Hanjiang Guying is a veritable landscape painting, and the power of mountains and rivers displayed by this talented man Jiang Lang is one of the best in landscapes."
Ji Xueru drew a circle with her fingers, encompassing the entire arena, and said: "Using the arena as a painting, and embellishing it with the mountains and rivers, it forms a painting of mountains and rivers for fighting."
"This is the reason why this hero is so fast." After Ji Xueru finished speaking, she looked at the two teachers.
However, the two teachers were still confused.
"Don't you understand?"
The two teachers shook their heads.
"Actually, it's very simple. This heroic practitioner treats the entire arena as a painting of mountains and rivers, and he himself is the brush and ink of this painting."
"That's it." A teacher suddenly woke up and said, "I didn't expect this hero to be so original."
"But how can he withstand the power of a strong mountain-builder like this?"
Ji Xueru pointed at the blurry hero and said, "Look, he is using Jiang Lang's talents to temper himself during the battle."
Among the blurred ink shadows, the momentum is gradually changing as Ji Xueru said.
"This..." The teacher wanted to say it was unbelievable, but stopped when he reached his mouth.
"I have to say that this hero is indeed a genius." Ji Xueru commented.
"Indeed." Another female teacher also nodded, acknowledging Ji Xueru's point of view.
During Ji Xueru's explanation, Yang Ning slowly saw the clues.
"Over there...over there..." Yang Ning could see the hero's position between his fingers.
Between the sporadic dots of mountains and rivers, a shadow like pen and ink is constantly depicting this landscape painting of mountains and rivers.
Soon, if you don't understand the truth, you won't be able to keep up with Mo Ying's changes.
As the protagonist of this competition, the talented scholar Jiang Lang was already confused.
A big living person actually disappeared in front of his eyes, completely disappeared...
The momentum of ink-colored mountains and rivers continues to gather, as if the entire world is only ink and white.
But the talented scholar Jiang Lang understood that this was the most obvious sign of his power.
But he knows the power of his mountains and rivers best. He has clearly enveloped the entire arena, and his move will make even the third level of the mountain-building realm infuriating, but now...
A mountain-viewing practitioner actually disappeared in front of him.
can not believe.
"Fake, fake..." Jiang Langjian lost control and slashed randomly.
