Watching the battle in the Lu Pang, the head of the military strategist sent today was Sima Jun, who was also Sima Jian’s uncle, and he was in power within the Sima family.

Hearing the name of the Armored Sword, he suddenly stood up, walked to the fence, stared at Wu Jinrong on the battle stage, and his eyes burst out with splendor.

"The descendants of Wu Qi? In this way, our military strategists have added another talent!"

As we all know, Wu Qi was the great master of military strategists during his lifetime. He had fought 72 battles and won 64 victories. He never lost a single one and had a great reputation. He was once regarded as the most promising strong man who had the most hope of becoming a saint after the Soldier Saint.

He was invincible throughout his life. During the reign of Wei State, he personally created the famous Wei Wushu, who had been famous for his eternal success. He led it to sweep the world and was invincible in the early and mid-war years of the Warring States Period. Therefore, Wei State became the strongest overlord at that time.

His descendants must have extraordinary talents.

Wu Jinrong came to participate in the winter examination in the academy, and his final choice must be the military strategist. At this moment, Sima Jun looked up and looked forward to witnessing his strong performance.

"With him and Jianer's partner, it will be like a tiger's wings. The hope of military strategists in fighting for the sacrificial sacrificial wine increased greatly. Wei Wushang is known for not losing his golden body. At that time, let this kid spend a while with Yang Zheng first and drag him down. Jianer will reap profits and kill him to establish his authority!"

As soon as he thought of this, the corner of his mouth raised slightly and he couldn't help but sneer. From Wu Jinrong, he saw the opportunity to defeat Yang Zheng.

His abacus is very good, but unfortunately he ignored it.

On the battle stage, Yang Xuan heard the discussions of everyone, his eyes were still empty-handed, and he was not touched by the reputation of the Wu family, and he said bluntly: "I am also from Wei."

"Oh?" Wu Jinrong narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a slight and uneven manner: "Then you should know more about Wei Wuzu's power. If you are bare-handed, you will definitely not be able to beat me. Even if I beat you, it will not be glorious."

He thought Yang Xuan was already timid, and he thought proudly, even though he was a fellow villager in Wei State, if you climb so high, don’t blame me for stepping on you and snatching the throne of the leader.

Yang Xuan stopped answering, rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture of invitation.

He really wants to fight the armor with bare hands and beat Wei Wushu!

Seeing this, Wu Jinrong burst into a powerful murderous intent. He moved like thunder, waved his armor-breaking knife, and used violent power to kill Yang Xuan. The waves of air rolled up were layered and became more and more intense, like a storm of waves, trying to swallow Yang Xuan.

Yang Zheng watched quietly. This was the first time he cared about other people's performance since the winter test began.

"The three realms are perfect and the sword skills are so skillful that this young man in the Wu family is still very sharp. However, if the opponent is me, his sword is just a bluff, which is not worth worrying. Yang Xuan dares to provoke me, so he should not take it seriously."

He was thinking this way, and sure enough, Yang Xuan did not dodge or dodge in the face of the whistling blade, and raised his hand to grab the sharp blade.

In his palm, the innocent and innocent energy surged out, and suddenly condensed into a milky white claw print, with a strange shape, breaking through the tsunami-like craze of sword energy, holding the blade firmly, and unable to move at all.

"Catch the blade with empty hands!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Everyone looked shocked and couldn't believe their eyes.

This obviously ordinary Yang Xuan took the first move and ignored the fierce sword force, and captured Wu Jinrong's armor-breaking knife with his bare hands like a sack!

This is too strong.

You should know that relying solely on strong strength is not enough to face the enemy in this way. You must also have strong confidence and firmly believe that the other party is not as good as you, so that you dare to respond in such a fearless manner and catch it against the blade.

The names of Wu Qi's descendants seemed to be just like this blade, and were ignored by Yang Xuan.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but applaud, and cheered.

They just saw Yang Zheng's evil talent, and in a blink of an eye, they witnessed the sharpness of another stunning genius. This year's winter test did not disappoint everyone.

Yang Xuan's arm was steady. While pinching the blade, he turned to look at Yang Zheng. He didn't say anything and his expression had not changed, but this movement seemed to be saying, "What do you think I'm strong?"

This is a speechless provocation.

Yang Zheng smiled, it was interesting.

He thought to himself, I won’t snatch you from the limelight, but if the opponent is me, if you dare to take the blade with your bare hands, it will no longer be Yang Xuan, and it will definitely become Yang Guo.

His divine thoughts moved slightly and he asked secretly: "Your handprint seems to be similar to the claws of a beast. What kind of martial arts is it?"

Yang Xuan replied: "Dragon Claw Hand."

Yang Zheng's expression was strange.

Why is it a dragon again? In addition, isn’t this name a unique skill of the Shaolin School in the novels of previous life?

Opposite Yang Xuan, Wu Jinrong is clearly the protagonist of the duel, but is ignored by Er Yang and becomes a foil. The blade is clamped down again, so how can you not be angry?

He roared angrily, and vigorously broke the knife from Yang Xuan's hand, then poured the strongest internal force, swung it around, and the blade drew a snow-white arc and suddenly killed it back.

"A sword is like a rainbow, sweeping across thousands of troops!"

The loud shouts exploded like thunder, making everyone's hearts thunder. This is Wu Qi's famous sword technique, killing the wolf with sixty-four ways!

Wu Qi won all 64 battles. Whenever he used this set of swordsmanship, he was as powerful as a rainbow, which shocked the three armies, and made the soldiers feel excited and excited. All the heroes in the world were in awe of these 64-way mad swords.

Unexpectedly, Wu Jinrong in front of him even learned how to kill Polang.

Yang Zheng saw it and said to himself: "This knife is as powerful as a thousand troops to move. It is worthy of Wu Qi's unique skill. Unfortunately, it falls into the hands of the rats. After entering the palace, I have to find a way to get it so that it can exude the strongest murderous intent!"

At this moment, he had already made up his mind to kill Polang. In his eyes, Wu Jinrong was not worth mentioning, and he was here to give him sword skills.

At this time, Yang Xuan on the battlefield snorted coldly, but the weapon was still not revealed, but his expression became focused. Under the infusion of true energy in his body, the dragon claw-shaped true energy was extremely strong, emitting a white light.

Seeing this scene, someone exclaimed in the reed shed.

"How come he can also "Chongxu True Sutra"?!"

This person is Tian Ze's uncle, Gao Ming. He saw the clues of the "Chongxu True Sutra" from the true energy flowing through Yang Xuan's body. He never thought that in today's winter test, in addition to Yang Zheng, there were people who practiced this profound internal skills.

Yang Zheng is mysterious. Who is this Yang Xuan?

Behind the battle stage, Yang Zheng's expression became wonderful, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "No wonder you dare to look down on me. After a long time of trouble, our internal skills are the same."

For some reason, he seemed to see his own shadow from Yang Xuan.

Even at the critical moment, Yang Xuan's attention was still on Yang Zheng. He listened to this truthfully. Seeing the blade slashing, he reached out to grab it again. At the same time, he spoke for the first time.

His voice was hoarse and weird, like the cry of a bat lurking in the abyss, making people creepy and feel dangerous and terrifying.
Chapter completed!