Chapter 13 (2/2)

Ding Mian at the bottom was shocked and hurriedly said, ”elder martial brother Yue, don't be polite to him. Everyone of the devil's sect thieves will be killed!” he turned back and said to the people, ”don't talk about Jianghu morality with him, just stand side by side!”

This is another big killing weapon of famous and decent sects - ”don't talk to him about Jianghu morality!”

Even if Chen ang heard it, he couldn't help laughing, but the Jianghu was not so shameless after all. After listening to his words, the people not only didn't rush forward, but stepped back and let out a group of Song Mountain disciples, motioned to draw a line with them, and some people snorted coldly: ”Good job, leader Yue! I won't do such a thing to take advantage of the danger of others without telling those despicable people!”

Yue buqun hugged everyone and said, ”Yue and the evil cult are at odds, but this little brother may not be the person of the evil cult. He has been fighting for a long time. How can Yue do such a thing!”

The following people cheered one after another and said in unison, ”leader Yue did the right thing!”

The people of Songshan sect saw that it was difficult for them to do so. They knew that if they took action, the people present would not agree. They were afraid that they would have to draw a sword to stop them. I don't know how many people here have received Chen Ang's advice on swordsmanship. They are grateful or admire him for his kindness. If they go up to siege, they are afraid that these people will rush up and cut themselves into meat sauce.

Yue buqun waited for a moment and got a sign from Chen ang. Then he pulled out his sword. In fact, Chen ang had no internal power at all. He mostly pretended not to support. The muscle force was the best at lasting. With Chen Ang's complete state, he adjusted his physical strength, and the wheel battle would not decline for three days and nights.

The fight between them was also based on the Huashan sword technique that Chen ang had learned now. It was not a joke about Yue buqun's Huashan sword technique. Yue buqun's sword technique was simple and accurate. His Huashan sword technique was made by Zixia magic skill, with amazing power. It restrained Chen Ang's sword technique most. Even if Chen Ang's sword technique was superior to the blue, it was just a fight.

Later, Yue buqun simply concentrated on learning Chen Ang's sword technique. Chen ang didn't get nothing. He knew most of Yue buqun's Zixia magic skill. He could integrate into his internal skill and have a deeper understanding of the application of internal force to sword technique only after he built the foundation of internal force.

It can be said that this is his biggest harvest, but he can't use it now. He has accumulated it. When his internal power is 10%, it can be turned into potential and burst out.

The two fought hundreds of moves. Yue buqun sold a hidden flaw and pretended to be defeated. He sighed on the surface: ”Yue's skills are not as good as others. I'm ashamed of myself!” but he thought to himself: I only have six levels of skills. If I go all out, I can win him with only 120 moves.

Chen ang over there thought: ”Yue buqun probably only used six layers of strength, probably to prevent Zuo lengchan. I only used full state. Although I gave full play to my strength, compared with the strength of overclocking for one time, it was only about two layers. In close combat, I needed 1321 moves to kill him, and only 13 darts at a distance to force him to death.”

”If you turn on the overclocking second degree state, you only need three moves or one dart to kill him!”

Next, several Jianghu people with good self-confidence came up to challenge him. Nominally, it was a fight between life and death. In fact, it was just a duel. Every time Chen ang defeated him with the man's martial arts. In his hands, those martial arts were much stronger than the original master.

People knew that Chen ang had not learned these swordsmanship and martial arts in advance, but learned his opponent's martial arts during the competition, and then returned it ten times as powerful.

This is a fantastic thing. Everyone is unbelievable. They would rather believe that there are schools proficient in hundreds of martial arts in the world, and Chen ang is one of the disciples. Even if Chen ang grew up quickly in front of their eyes and had a master's demeanor, everyone was only willing to believe that he was hiding his clumsiness.

After all, these martial arts talents really make people doubt themselves, and the blow to people's confidence is almost fatal! If we admit that there are instant geniuses in the world, what is the significance of their hard work in learning martial arts?

In the future, the disciple of the sect spent decades of hard cultivation and trained one hand sword technique. Let him know that he can learn it with a few breath and make it extraordinary. Is there anyone willing to learn martial arts?