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Martial Master Novel Chapter 405

"Hahaha, Wu Yao, you wouldn't even be an opponent of a soft-shelled turtle from five countries, would you?"

The few people around Wu Yao laughed lightly, so they looked at them in time, running against Wu Yao one by one, watching the excitement, without the slightest worry.

"Hmph, what do you guys do, eat your food."

Wu Yao snorted and looked at Wang Qiming, "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have realized the meaning of the sword. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant."

Sword intent is the core criterion for measuring a swordsman. A swordsman, no matter how high his cultivation is, as long as he does not understand the sword intent, he cannot be regarded as a real swordsman in the eyes of the outside world.

However, the average swordsman who wants to comprehend the intent of the sword basically has to be after the Xuan level, and the age is often over thirty. After immersing in the sword technique for many years, and having a true understanding of the sword technique, he will understand it.

Wang Qiming seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he even understood the meaning of the sword, even in the Dawei Dynasty, he was considered a genius.

"Unfortunately, in front of me, it is far from enough!"

Taking a step forward, Wu Yao's aura suddenly deepened, and the whole body seemed to contain a round of great sun, a shocking aura suddenly passed, making it difficult for many Five Kingdoms martial artists to breathe and look in shock.

"Take me a palm, Da Ri Heaven Breaking Fist!"

The dazzling golden light flowing in Wu Yao's palm turned into a dazzling scorching sun, and the big day revolved, crushing Wang Qiming not far away with an astonishing aura, shaking the sky.

"Hate Heaven Sword Technique!"

Wang Qiming sneered coldly, not letting a single step, clenching the sword with both hands, a sharper blade intent came out, layered on top of each other, with endless anger and domineering.

With a bang, the palm of the knife collided, the blazing sword energy swept across, and the strong energy made the surrounding martial artists urge the true energy, suppressing the horrible breath that passed, and the entire restaurant creaked under this force. It seems to collapse at any time.

Wu Yao sneered even more at the corners of his mouth, his hands turned into arcs, and the whole person was like holding a big sun, slowly pushing, like a big grinding disc rotating violently, khaka khaka, Wang Qiming's knife energy was in this blow Down, was constantly being consumed, making a creaking moan.

"What a strong power."

"Even the intent of the sword can be wiped out. What kind of power is this?"

The audience was in an uproar, and there were bursts of exclamation.

The fight between Wu Yao and Zhao Cheng just now was so fast and fleeting that everyone did not feel too much. Now that they carefully perceive the strength of the other party, they know how terrifying, that kind of destruction that melts everything, Everyone trembled.

You Qianxue raised her brows and said, "I didn't expect that you have such a genius in the Great Qi Country. When the Five Nations Grand Tournament first tried, I didn't pay much attention to it. , Enough to have a chance to enter the top ten."

"Wang Qiming's talent is indeed good, but he is still a little immature. He wants to become strong so much that his sword intent has gone astray. Now he can't see anything. If this continues, problems will definitely arise in the future."

Qin Chen naturally knew that Wang Qiming was powerful. In the Star Academy, when he was unknown at the beginning, he could stand astonishingly, becoming the top four in the year-end exam of the Star Academy, comparable to a group of powerful geniuses.

After the initial test of the Five Nations Grand Tournament, his talent was tapped and he was valued by the Grand Qi State. The resources he received were far from what he could compare to before. With the support of a large amount of resources, his potential for terror really broke out. At this point, there are basically few geniuses who are better than him.

But Qin Chen still frowned. Wang Qiming's breakthrough could be called a thick and thin hair. It was not surprising, but in terms of sword intent, his steps were too large, and it would be easy to have problems in the future.

You Qianxue glanced at Qin Chen speechlessly, the tone of this comment, as if he could see through everything, it seemed that he himself was younger than Wang Qiming, right?

But for some reason, seeing Qin Chen's serious expression and affirmative tone, You Qianxue was in a trance, as if sitting next to her was not a teenager of the same age, but a master who had reached the summit, making him a mountain. Yang stop.

At this time, the situation on the scene changed again.

Suppressed by Wu Yao's fist and might, Wang Qiming's expression remained unchanged, as if the person's mind was firm, even if he did not change color even in the face of the collapse of the Tianshan Mountains, there was an intangible aura rising in his body, which made it possible to see the change of color and blood.

"Broken Heaven!"

With a roar, the sword intent is even worse, with a monstrous sword intent breaking through the sky, arrogant.

"Huh, it seems that it won't work if you don't show your hole cards."

Wu Yao's expression is extremely solemn. The disciples of these five nations are far more terrifying than he thought. With his cultivation base, he prides himself on being in such a place as the five nations, which is enough to kill ordinary Xuan-level early martial artists. Even if he defeated Wang Qiming at this moment and passed to a group of geniuses in the Dawei Dynasty, he would definitely be ridiculed by others, and he couldn't help being very angry.

"Gokudo Yoken!"

With a low roar, Wu Yao seemed to have an instantaneous explosion in his body, and a kind of extreme power erupted. On his right hand, the scorching sun exploded, as if the sun had destroyed.

At this moment, everyone present seemed to be under a scorching sun, with a sense of fear that was powerless to resist.

"It is the artistic conception of boxing."

"What a terrible boxing power, what exactly has this person reached in the realm of boxing?"

The crowd was shocked. The swordsman had sword intent, the swordsman had sword intent and boxing, and also had the artistic conception of boxing.

It's just the boxing concept of boxing, not the same as sword intent and sword intent. Once you understand it, it can be applied to any sword and swordsmanship, but is related to the boxing method of chain repairing. What kind of boxing is the meaning of boxing.

Even the companion beside Wu Yao was dumbfounded, showing shock.

One of them murmured, "Wu Yao actually understood the artistic conception of boxing. It seems that this time he came to these five northwestern countries, he had been prepared long ago and wanted to grab food."

"It seems that we underestimated Wu Yao before. I just promised that with Wu Yao's strength, we might be able to sweep the entire northwest."

"It's still a matter of talking. The artistic conception of boxing can only be mastered by the high-depth boxing method of the chain. Wu Yao's Jidao Yaoquan is one of the top boxing methods of Tianmen Palace. It's also hard to find something more powerful than this set of punches."

"Hey, let's watch it carefully."

A group of companions of this person were even more proud and talked a lot.

"broken!"

Wu Yao's expression was cold, and under the dazzling light, he blasted out with a punch like a god.

"Bang!" Wang Qiming's blade light couldn't hold on any longer, and it shattered in an instant. At the same time, he snorted and retreated.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Wu Yao's eyes were indifferent, and he refused to give up. On the contrary, his hand was even more powerful. He caught Wang Qiming and wanted to teach him a bitter lesson.

suddenly.

A sword light flashed.

puff!

Wu Yao's fist power was chopped in two sections, and the fist power that had lost the support of his true energy burst into pieces in an instant, dispelling nothingness.

"Who?"

His pupils shrank, Wu Yao looked angrily at the corner, murderous intent boiling in his pupils.

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