Chapter 105 Unbelief Victory

"I began to pay attention to you as early as the first time we met, and I have long figured out your usual tricks. For example, it's the northwest wind today, and you just stand up in the wind. If I mix something in my weapon, hey hey, when the wind blows, good things will flow into your nose." Wang Wujian smiled gloomily.

"You, you don't use 'Shadowless Soul Powder', do you?" The white-faced tiger's face changed slightly, and he quickly tried to run the martial soul. However, the soul power that could be stimulated was so poor that his face turned into an incredible stare at Wang Wujian.

Shadowless soul powder is a kind of forbidden drug that can bind the martial soul for a period of time, which can make the martial soul fall asleep in a certain period of time. A sufficient amount of shadowless soul powder can make the martial soul power of a spiritual emperor's realm instantly become an ordinary primary martial spirit.

"Yesterday, you embarrassed me in public. Humph, today I'm going to repay you double in front of all my classmates." Wang Wujian's voice just fell and the arrow stepped and flew.

"Go to hell!" The white-faced tiger's cheeks twitched and roared harshly. He tried his best to stimulate the soul power that could be used, and the blade of the sword instantly emitted the soul power that the master of the mysterious realm should be.

However, it lasted for a moment.

Wang Wujian slightly bent his knees and wrapped his opponent's sword with a machete. This was the first time he judged the opponent's martial soul attribute - water according to Sikong Zixian's method, and he could feel the difference in this soul power. In addition to the opponent's surprise, he stabbed Longcang's abdomen vertically with a short sword.

The white-faced tiger was shocked. He hurriedly abandoned his sword and dodged. He practiced a few upside down and jumped a few feet away.

There was an uproar under the stage. They didn't even see what had just happened?

A master of the mysterious realm was actually removed by the martial arts spirit of the refining realm!

The scolding and booing were endless. The white-faced tiger half squatted on the stage and turned his head and looked around in a panic. He even saw a contemptuous look on the face of his past enemy, and at this time he experienced the feeling of being teased.

The moment he stood up in a panic, Wang Wujian kicked his face with his feet in the air.

The white-faced tiger screamed, and a mouthful of blood and a few teeth flew into the air. Finally, it left a precise arc on the table, and the white and red teeth jumped out.

"Do you admit defeat?" Wang Wujian asked coldly.

The white-faced tiger lay on his back on the ground, his cheeks were red and swollen and covered with blood, and the blood from both sides of the corners of his eyes dripped through his ears on the stage.

If a highly poisonous person will bleed and tremble all over before he dies, then the white-faced tiger is a typical on-site demonstration. He tries to open his eyes and stare at Wang Wujian, but he just rolled his eyes helplessly. The corners of his mouth seem to want to speak, but every time he will highlight a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected that a martial spirit in the mysterious realm was knocked down by a freshman in a medium refining state in the blink of an eye, and it was a mess.

They quietly watched every move of Wang Wujian. He withdrew his weapon and went to the other side of the ring to pick up the white-faced tiger's sword.

It is an alloy-cast weapon, which is mainly composed of silver and titanium with rare ice marrow ore. It is light in mass and has a fast edge. It can be called a rare good weapon.

"In the past, you used despicable means to discredit many people, and put yourself in your own way. Today, it's your turn. You must not have thought of it, did you?" Wang Wujian said indifferently, "You have today with the dignity of others. Now I want to achieve my prestige with your dignity."

Wang Wujian stepped on the white-faced tiger's chest with his right foot, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and made an assassination posture.

"He doesn't want to kill people in public!" Someone screamed.

A teacher in the front row was ready to block such a bloody performance, but Tieshan grabbed him.

With the sharp call, the long sword suddenly fell to the ground. Everyone was nervous and dared not breathe. Some people closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at the bloody scene.

With a sonorous sound, the long sword clung to the white-faced tiger's top door and went deep into the hard stone. A large cluster of black hair flew in the wind. Wang Wujian snorted coldly and turned away.

Everyone was relieved. It turned out that he just cut off the white-faced tiger's hair.

"Wu-sword, Wu-sword, Wu-sword..." Someone began to shout in the crowd, and slowly more people shouted. When Wang Wujian walked out of the ring, the whole audience shouted his name crazily. Even the snake head eagle lowered the flight altitude and had a bird's eye view of the hero walking in isolation.

Wang Wujian did not have the excitement he imagined. Although he was very satisfied with this scene of everyone's admiration, his heart was inexplicably more depressed. The hidden depression made him look calm, as if he didn't care about all vanity at all. He was a superman master who was not as good as his reputation.

On the way to the exit, he caught a glimpse of Sikong Zixian's gratifying smile and Fang Xiaomei's unbelievable expression.

However, the indifference made more people crazy, and the crowds on both sides shouted hoarsely and looked back for him only once.

Wang Wujian accelerated his pace, and he deliberately avoided such shouts.

Sometimes choosing to keep a low profile can make famous words.

There was a man squatting on the side of the passage in front of him. Wang Wujian's memory was so deep that he almost strangled him on the first night of school.

Sitting on the cold ground and looking up at the rows of tall trees on the edge of the duel field.

Wang Wujian didn't dare to disturb him and quickly walked around behind him. Unexpectedly, he jumped up and smiled loudly.

Wang Wujian was shocked. After confirming that he would not launch a sudden attack like last time, he hurriedly turned around and walked away.

"The tree attracts the wind, hey hey, the tree attracts the wind, the tree attracts the wind..." He smiled crazily.

Wang Wujian frowned and looked at the tall and dry tree pole bent down by the wind. There was a strange feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly turned around and ran to the dormitory.

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A classmate who didn't know each other sent a letter to Wang Wujian. Wang Wujian was shocked. Could it be given by his father?

When he opened it, the content made Wang Wujian laugh and cry. The content of the letter was that Qian Jia confided about the grievances she had suffered for so long and invited Wang Wujian to come out for a gathering. The letter claimed that if he did not come, he would take other means.

Wang Wujian tore up the letter with a smile. He has to go to this Hongmen banquet sooner or later!

After class in the afternoon, Wang Wujian went to practice in the woods as usual, but he was impetuous and quickly stopped practicing. After simply cleaning up, he wandered in Shengwu City.

This is the first time he has entered the city since he fled back to the academy last time. The lonely vegetation has released green buds, showing a new look.

The adults and children living in the house also walk out of the house, and the city is bustling and lively.