Chapter 185 Nemesis

Qiangzi looked at his chest in disbelief, but at this time, he did not have the extra strength to think about it.

A group of soldiers not far away just woke up from Ling Su's surprise and lost their voice again when they saw the situation on Wang Ji's side.

"How is this possible?"

"The hadte, among us, although it is not strong, it is definitely not weak."

Zhao Gang took a sober look on the field, and Ling Su seemed to have fallen into a strange change at this time. As a result, her strength suddenly exploded.

And the one who defeated Zhao Gang was so powerful that he couldn't help looking sideways.

"I have to admit that the strength of you has been recognized by me." Zhao Gang looked at Wang Ji and Ling Su and said.

"But that's it! The fifteenth team."

Among the rest, five more people stood up.

"Hey, I didn't expect that our reserve team failed!"

"Well, it's a little interesting."

One of the swordsman said, "I want the boy who can use the sword over there."

"I want the boy who is running."

"Well, leave that woman to me!"

"Cut, it's really boring." The remaining two rolled their eyes, but didn't say anything.

Seeing the five people coming up, more than a dozen people who had been attacking were stunned for a moment, and then silently carried away the fallen people and left together.

"Wait a minute." Wang Ji looked at Zhao Gang, pointed to Ling Su, and motioned to wait and then fight.

The five people who came out of

looked at Zhao Gang. Zhao Gang nodded, and they stood still indifferently.

"Mo Feng, don't go there. It's dangerous." Ling Bo shouted in a hurry.

Anyone can see that Ling Su is in an extremely abnormal state at this time, and the strange smell on his body makes people unconsciously feel dangerous.

However, Ling Su's eyes were extremely dull, and she stood still. The surrounding atmosphere is extremely chaotic, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

Wang Ji shook his head and took a few steps forward.

Ling Su seemed to sense someone coming and shouted loudly, "If you don't want to die, don't come here."

The sound is very different from usual, which makes people feel extremely strange and strange.

Wang Ji didn't seem to hear it and continued to move forward.

Everyone's eyes were dazzling, and Ling Su, who was still in place at the last moment, had reached out to Wang Ji. It was the one that knocked down the three people strangely just now.

Wang Ji seemed to know that Ling Su was going to attack, and punched out.

But to everyone's surprise, Ling Su's palm is still far away from him.

Boom!

The fists and palms met, and the two took five steps back from each other.

"Is this the artistic conception?"

Zhao Gang rubbed his eyes, and his mood was different from the law. The law can be understood as long as it is talented enough, but the artistic conception can only be formed after a very high understanding of martial arts.

When it comes to the prefecture level, it is much simpler to understand the law.

And the artistic conception is different, which is almost exclusive to the heavenly strong.

"Brother, what's the mood?" Some of the soldiers saw it inexplicably and asked Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang shook his head: "If you understand the artistic conception, it is equivalent to having a certificate of leap-level challenge. If you add the boy's sword just now, in the case of insufficient defense of the local strong, it is not impossible to kill the local strong.

Everyone was stunned, and killing was not the same as defeat. As long as the strength is stronger than the opponent, but if you want to kill, it is equivalent to forcing the opponent into a desperate situation, and the power that bursts out will be far from being incomparable at ordinary times.

Zhao Gang sighed. He accidentally listened to Duan Jiu about the artistic conception. Otherwise, even if he is a strong man at the local level, it is difficult to know such news.

If there is not enough experience, otherwise, in the illusion of the earth, there are too few strong people, and there is less information about the road of the strong. What they can know is completely limited.

Just now, his spirit produced a sense of stagnation, which was an instinctive rejection of artistic conception, which made him see clearly the trajectory of the two moves.

Of course, this is because his strength is much stronger than the two. If not, he couldn't see the two people's moves clearly.

In fact, it was also because Wang Ji began to understand the meaning of the sword, and even some aspects of the meaning of the sword, that Luo Tian looked at it with new eyes and then joined the Jiwu College.

At this time, it was also because of Luo Tian's recommendation that Duan Jiu had a strong interest in him.

Wang Ji's sword is extremely clean, revealing a dignified taste, and there is a strong confrontation with the demon of the magic dance.

"Alas, if he uses his own strength, Qiangzi can't stop it with a sword."

"The sword is weird. It's really the first time I've seen it!" Zhao Gang also sighed. In Duan Jiu, although he had heard the meaning of sword, he had never seen Duan Jiu use it.

Although he can see the trajectory clearly, his eyes are deceptive. He doesn't know if he can react at the first time.

Wang Ji waved the cold wind sword and tried to find the flaws of the magic dance.

His sword spirit has become more and more mature, but Ling Su's heavenly demon dance mood is also strange. Wang Ji actually found that Ling Su's artistic conception was not as mature as his, and even too far worse. But it is dozens of times stronger than when I first saw it.

Wang Ji spent many years paving the way. After truly understanding the artistic conception, he compared it with what he had learned, which led to the rapid growth of his sword, dozens or even more than a hundred times faster than ordinary people.

Up to now, he only has one opportunity to sort out what he has learned and realize his own swordsmanship.

If he understands his own swordsmanship, then his sword will really take shape.

It can be said that at this time, he is already half a step sword, and the only difference is this step.

Moreover, he can clearly feel that Ling Su's artistic conception is constantly growing, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The magic dance is more and more strange, and Wang Ji's footwork keeps moving, avoiding the attack of the magic dance.

At the same time, the threat of the sword pointing at Ling Su has not decreased at all. If it hadn't been for his mercy, Ling Su would have been defeated long ago.

The growth during this period is not just a change in cultivation and body. He has become the most, and the strongest is his sword. With a sword, his attack power can be added equally, which is not comparable to even Taijiquan.

Taijiquan is strong, but its attack power is too weak.

Wang Ji frowned, and Ling Su was progressing at a very fast speed. This is the horror of the heavenly magic dance. With the heavenly demon physique and horrible talent, it doesn't take long to produce a super master.

However, such a genius often dies because of the magic dance.

Wang Ji did not want to hurt Ling Su, but Ling Su attacked Wang Ji crazily at this time. Even if Wang Ji was stronger than Ling Su, he could not give full play to his strength.

"Drink!"

Wang Ji was cruel. If Ling Su continues like this, I'm afraid he will break through to the prefecture level, and the damage to him will be more serious at that time.

Outside, Ling Bo also shouted loudly, "Brother Mo, I'm counting on you. She must not be promoted at this time!"

"What, promotion?"

It's like seeing something terrible.

If a child in his teens is promoted to the level, what is this concept?

And, do you want to stop it?

Ling Bo ignored the eyes of everyone's inquiry, and all his thoughts were in this battle, and his expression was extremely serious.

Wang Ji exhaled: "I'm offended!"

The magic martial arts star is running. Wang Ji's cold wind sword has injected so much real power for the first time, and it is almost dissipated.

No, it's just scattered.

Crackle!!!

Where Zhenli passed, there was a crackling sound. Originally, there were some twisted and strange spaces near the magic dance, which was full of explosive smell at this time.

Ling Bo can't believe it!

In Ling Su's empty and confused eyes, there was a panic at this time...