Chapter 261 God’s illegitimate son, the numb spear saint, what happened to Li Qi back then (4K)
"Bang--!!!"
There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the entire Zhige base shook, almost like an earthquake.
Wu Xuanzhu stretched out one hand and raised it up to catch the edge of the platinum giant sword in a grasping manner.
His entire body instantly became several centimeters shorter, and the soles of his feet sank into the ground. A circle of cracks spread from his feet in a ring shape, and soon it stretched to an exaggerated diameter of nearly a hundred meters.
This heavy sword strike that should have driven his whole body into the ground like a nail was deflected by him with miraculous luck and radiated to the surrounding floor.
Wu Xuanzhu frowned slightly.
This sword is extremely powerful. In terms of strength, it has reached the level of a limit-breaking master, but it is nothing to him.
He can strike a blow a hundred times stronger than this sword at any time.
The problem is... the person who swung this sword was a boy less than one-fifth of his age.
It's not like he hasn't seen even more amazing old martial arts geniuses. He's seen prodigies who broke through at the age of twelve or thirteen.
But even the child in the seventh metropolitan area who is known as the "strongest elementary school student on earth", in Wu Xuanzhu's view, is still in the category of "human", and there is no difference that Xue Jing brings to him at this moment. A sense of 'inhuman' strangeness.
His eyes could clearly see that Xue Jing was still very weak in both physical and mental levels, far from reaching the limit-breaking level.
Although the concept of 'breaking the limit' is very vague, and everyone's strength after breaking the limit varies greatly due to various reasons such as physical fitness, skills, etc., there is still a general range.
It's weird, experience, intuition, eyesight... everything is telling Wu Xuanzhu that the strength of the young man in front of him is only 1.
But when this sword came down, he felt more than ten.
"Is it because he is in a state of explosive energy, or is it the effect of some kind of god-given secret technique... No, not entirely."
Before Wu Xuanzhu had time to think about it, Xue Jing's dark golden vertical pupils burning with rage looked at him again.
The next moment.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah!"
The familiar sharp whistle that cut through the air rang in Wu Xuanzhu's ears.
Although it was duller and louder than the sound made by spears, he still immediately recognized what the sound was.
The giant sword kept thrusting out, turning into a torrent of sword waterfalls, rushing toward Wu Xuanzhu.
It is his world-famous stunt - perfect clothes!
"This boy..."
Wu Xuanzhu's eyes widened.
He actually used something like this door panel to show off his flawless skills?
Who do you look down on? This is a very skillful skill in the world, and there is no room for change. The slightest mistake will lead to huge flaws.
Unless he reaches the highest level like him, let alone switching to other weapons to perform this kind of cool operation, the wrong style of gun may cause problems in the calculation of subsequent tricks.
How long have you just learned it, and you want to practice using a sword and a gun? Or is it this kind of door panel sword that looks heavy and difficult to use?
Wu Xuanzhu shook his head.
His rationality has been lost so completely that he can no longer even think about the interests of this level.
He stretched out a finger and faced the torrent of the sword waterfall.
The fingertips accurately touched the tip of each sword, sending out waves of air in circles.
To use the Perfect Patriarch against him, the Patriarch of the Immaculate Conception... it's easy to do all the tricks.
Not surprisingly, he easily blocked every 'shot' accurately.
But as the number of shots blocked increased, Wu Xuanzhu's expression became more and more surprised.
This Xue Jing, with the flawless performance of this door panel, every shot was flawless and performed perfectly. Even he could not find any faults.
Even because of the advantages of weapons, it has a much heavier power than using a spear.
Why……?
This extremely fine skill is much more difficult to get rid of the restrictions of weapons than ordinary martial arts. So far, except for him who has reached the highest level, those who practice flawlessly must use specially-made' Only a spear in the shape of an embroidery needle can fully bring it out.
And this kid...
The 'inhuman' feeling of disobedience felt from Xue Jing became more and more serious, and Wu Xuanzhu's expression was a little strange.
"Puff puff puff puff——"
The torrent of sword waterfalls continues, fifty swords, sixty swords, eighty swords, a hundred swords...
"A hundred needles and a thousand threads..."
The phantom of Tianzhi Yuyi solidified, but Xue Jing's movements still did not stop.
After [Weapon Strike] was upgraded to [Weapon Master], his control over weapons has been greatly improved, and his perfection has also improved.
After a few more days of practice, the limit of the number of guns has jumped up again.
One hundred and ten swords, one hundred and twenty swords...
Wu Xuanzhu's eyelids twitched.
He took the time to watch the video of the match between Xue Jing and Zhou Yinglin on the way to Yuanyuan City, and knew that he had perfected his flawless skills to the level of a hundred stitches and a thousand threads.
But it wasn’t so long ago, why did it reach one hundred and two?
Fortunately, Xue Jing did not surprise him any more. At the 123rd sword strike, the moment his fingertips met the tip of the sword, his body paused slightly, and the giant sword in his hand seemed Without holding it, he let go, spinning and flying into the air behind him.
"It's almost done..."
Wu Xuanzhu opened his mouth, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.
"call out--"
There was a scream of the air being torn apart, and Wu Xuanzhu subconsciously tilted his body slightly.
Almost at the same time as the voice, a white-gold stream of light with an unclear appearance swept past the place where he was hiding, and the strong wind caused the clothes of the two people to fly violently.
"Um?"
Flying swordsmanship?
Why are there new tricks?
"噙哼噼婼——"
Seeing that silver-white lightning dragon horns began to appear on Xue Jing's head, and the surrounding black air flow quickly gathered on his body like a tornado, Wu Xuanzhu suddenly realized that this boy's greatness did not lie in his martial arts.
The martial arts strength he displayed was too surprising, but he ignored this for a moment.
Wu Xuanzhu made a quick decision and felt that he could not continue playing, otherwise things would get into trouble.
His eyes met Xue Jing's dark gold vertical pupils, his gaze sharpened, and he scolded:
"You still haven't woken up yet!"
Some kind of invisible needle-like force pierced Xue Jing's eyebrows.
In an instant, the quietly burning anger in Xue Jing's eyes disappeared directly, and the shape of the dark gold vertical pupils returned to normal.
He seemed surprised and a little confused, and said:
"Huh? What happened?"
As he spoke, he looked at the old man in front of him who looked completely ageless, and said doubtfully:
"Who are you?"
Wu Xuanzhu glared at him and said with some annoyance: "My 'divine transformation needle' is not very powerful. When it enters your mental consciousness, it is like pricking a piece of cowhide. It is not stimulating at all." Effect...You kid, are you awake by now?"
When Xue Jing saw that he had not concealed it, he immediately put away the surprise and confusion on his face, smiled, cupped his hands and said: "I met Senior Wu... I was so happy to see you for a moment, and I ask for your forgiveness." As early as After he punched Wu Xuanzhu for the first time, Xue Jing had already noticed something was wrong.
Although it was the first time that he entered the extremely angry state of Mystery and Reverse Scale, and his mind was controlled by angry emotions, he possessed [Visualization·True], his mind and consciousness were extremely strong, and his attainments in 'Quiet Qi' were also very high.
The 'stranger who wanted to sneak attack him' in front of him could block his full-force eye-spotting with one finger, and the force was exactly the same as the eye-spotting. This strange performance was enough to make his mind covered by anger realize that something was wrong.
At that time, he was able to suppress his extremely angry emotions and return to normal.
However, he did not do this. Instead, he allowed his anger to control him and continued to attack Wu Xuanzhu.
Masters of this level are too rare...
"That's all." Wu Xuanzhu waved his hand.
He looked at the extremely handsome young man in front of him, with a soft expression and a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. It was almost impossible to connect him with the person in the ring who did cruel things to his disciples in the video.
I thought he would be an unruly and arrogant person, and I also thought about using some means to beat him up.
But now after meeting each other, and from the beginning of the conversation, it felt like I was seeing my own mature descendant. Inexplicably, the more I looked at him, the more I liked him, and I couldn't think of anything against him at all.
'Excellent appearance, decent manners, crazy when he should be crazy, with the vigor that a young man should have, humble when he should be humble, and respecting his elders... His martial arts talent is extremely outstanding, and he must be able to practice to this level. He works very hard and never slacks off, even if there is another better way...'
The more Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing, the more absurd he felt.
How could such a person exist in this world?
Where did God's illegitimate child come from? Kneel down and beg him for food? Could it be that all the benefits were taken by him alone?
If he were seventy years younger, Wu Xuanzhu felt that his mentality might be unbalanced.
"...It's perfect. How long have you been practicing?"
Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing and asked.
At this time, because there was too much noise here, many members of the Zhige base came over.
The first one to arrive was base director Xu Hongzhong.
When he arrived at the scene, his expression changed immediately when he saw Wu Xuanzhu's face, and he ordered that no one should come near the place for the time being.
Then he stayed cautiously at a distance, watching the situation here and not daring to move rashly.
Xue Jing thought for a while and said, "It should be about ten days."
It should have been about ten days.
It's been about ten days.
Damn it.
Bar.
Wu Xuanzhu: "..."
He felt what Xue Jing said kept replaying in his mind.
If he hadn't confirmed this boy's information from Wu Youqing and found out that he was in his teens and that he had only been practicing martial arts for four months, he would have almost thought that he was old and had lost his hearing.
"Do you think you're practicing radio gymnastics?"
Wu Xuanzhu said speechlessly.
He really wanted to think that Xue Jing was bragging...but reason told him that there was really no need for Xue Jing to brag about such boring bullshit that would be broken at the first glance.
Moreover, all the information is consistent. Xue Jing indeed saw the perfect suit for the first time almost ten days ago... from his disciple Zhou Yinglin.
What's even more outrageous is that the way to learn is to watch from the sidelines...
This is not Tai Chi played by the old man in the park, but the fucking most amazing skill in the world.
The inner skills are so complex that it would take an ordinary martial artist several months to get started and take the first shot.
At this point, it is the limit. A mediocre person will never reach the state of "ten stitches and hundreds of threads" in his lifetime.
And the person in front of me spent ten days using hundreds of needles, thousands of threads, and one hundred and twenty-three shots...
Even if he, the Patriarch, was asked to return to his boyhood with his memories and start practicing again to become perfect, he didn't have the confidence to do it.
At this moment, the Spear Saint felt a little numb in his broken body.
Where did this kid come from? King Jiwu secretly escaped and was reincarnated in Cangting?
Wu Xuanzhu touched his chin and suddenly said:
"Xiao Jing...are you interested in changing the family?"
Xue Jing was stunned.
Then he immediately shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you, Senior Wu, for your kindness. However, my master is very kind to me, so I have no such plan."
Wu Xuanzhu nodded, but his expression did not change: "As expected, I will just ask you casually, you don't have to take it to heart."
After a pause, he continued: "Your master must be that Li Qi."
Xue Jing tilted his head: "Senior, do you know my master?"
Wu Xuanzhu smiled and said: "We had some interactions, decades ago. I met that young and energetic young man at that time."
When he was looking at Xue Jing's information, he accidentally saw the somewhat familiar name Li Qi and recalled some old things.
"I thought he was devastated after being crippled by Wan Yulai, but I didn't expect that he still had some ambition left and trained a person like you..."
Xue Jing's eyes flashed: "Is Wan Yu coming?"
He has never asked his master Li Qi how he ended up in this situation.
Xue Jing knows very well that it is useless to ask about this kind of thing. The person concerned must be willing to take the initiative to speak out.
Li Qi carefully cultivated him and paid a lot for him. Xue Jing had promised before that he would help Li Qi take revenge. In the future, he would come to Li Qi's enemies one by one and beat them to death.
Although Li Qi was reluctant to mention what happened back then, Xue Jing couldn't help but be curious when she heard the name of her biggest enemy and the cause of everything.
"Senior, who is Wan Yulai?"
he asked.
If there is a chance...
Wu Xuanzhu tightened his beard, which was not too long, and said: "It seems that Li Qi hasn't told you about this yet. He is probably worried about something...but I think it's okay to tell you." It’s okay for you to listen.”
Xue Jing said softly: "Senior, please clear up the confusion."
Wu Xuanzhu smiled and said, "About ten years ago."
"Although Li Qi was already middle-aged at the time, he had already jumped over the dragon gate early in his youth and reached the pinnacle of his life. Even though he was already in his forties, his vitality was still as strong as when he was a teenager."
"Although I no longer have any contact with him at that time, I still pay attention to his news occasionally."
"The last time I got news was that he was challenged by a young man less than twenty years old, and he readily agreed."
Wu Xuanzhu said slowly.
"That young man is the current holder of the 'True Dragon' among the seven major titles - Yanlong Ryu, Wan Yulai."
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(End of chapter)