The entire room fell into dead silence. Sweat was pouring down Zhao Weizhou's forehead. Feng Wuyu held a long sword, its tip already pressed against his throat, grinning at him.
The disciples of the branch academy were all stunned; they hadn't noticed how Feng Wuyu had crossed a hundred zhang, nor did they see how he wielded his sword.
"Gulp...
Zhao Weizhou swallowed hard, not daring to move, because if Feng Wuyu moved even slightly, he could instantly sever his head.
Feng Wuyu's movements were too fast and bizarre. The most terrifying thing was that he made his move without a trace of aura, like a ghost.
Others would first release their aura and circulate their blood to boost their strength before making a move, but Feng Wuyu didn't do that. He didn't even enter combat mode and suddenly struck, catching Zhao Weizhou off guard.
"That's not enough, I'm not ready yet." Zhao Weizhou gritted his teeth and said.
"But you already said I should make a move!" Feng Wuyu smiled and said, "
But it's okay, this move doesn't count. Let's start over."
After speaking, Feng Wuyu retreated to his original position. Feng Wuyu said, "When it starts, it's up to you." "
Begin."
Just as Feng Wuyu uttered the last word, Zhao Weizhou shouted sharply, and his aura suddenly erupted.
However, his aura was only halfway through the eruption, and before he could summon the phenomenon behind him, a longsword was once again pointed at his throat. At that moment, the experts of the First Branch were both shocked and furious.
"What do you mean? Playing tricks? If you're going to duel, it should be fair. You keep sneaking attacks—what kind of skill is that? A disciple from the branch courtyard finally couldn't hold back and shouted.
But when they shouted, the people from the Dragonblood Legion all looked at them in surprise, and their expressions of concern left everyone here stunned.
Not only were they stunned, even Feng Wuyu was stunned. However, a trace of pity quickly appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "
You really are a bunch of flowers in a greenhouse. Outside, no one will compete with you, let alone talk about fairness. People like you don't live much longer out there."
"You're going too far. Do you dare let me show my true skills?" Zhao Weizhou said angrily.
"Phew."
Feng Wuyu said nothing, simply sheathed his sword, returned to his original spot, looked at him, and gestured, "That means, please begin your performance."
"Boom!"
Zhao Weizhou roared angrily, the phenomenon behind him spreading out, violent aura swirling. It must be said, his Destiny power was extremely powerful, with a strong pressure that was truly astonishing.
When Zhao Weizhou summoned the Destiny Wheel, his powerful blood energy surged relentlessly against heaven and earth. The people around instinctively retreated. Gripping his spear, he pointed at Feng Wuyu and said, "
Come on, show your strongest power and let's settle this with you."
"Can I start now?" Feng Wuyu asked.
"Come on!" With this shout, he had already taken on a stance of resistance.
"Whoosh!"
To everyone's surprise, Feng Wuyu charged straight at Zhao Weizhou, not even entering combat mode, and slashed down with his sword.
"Courting death!"
Zhao Weizhou was furious. Feng Wuyu actually looked down on him like this. He was already at his peak, yet the enemy charged at him like this. He roared, his spear whistling fiercely toward him.
With a loud explosion, countless people cried out in shock. Feng Wuyu was actually smashed to pieces with a single blow. Although he burst open, not a single trace of blood escaped.
"Afterimage?"
People exclaimed.
"Ssshhh!"
A long sword had already stabbed into Zhao Weizhou's back. The sword was held in Feng Wuyu's hand, his back to Zhao Weizhou, and the hand holding the sword held a strange posture.
This sword aimed directly at Zhao Weizhou's vital spot, but the tip only pierced an inch of flesh before stopping. Clearly, Feng Wuyu was holding back.
At that moment, Zhao Weizhou's face was utterly devastated. Only then did he realize he was nowhere near the same level as the other person. If it really was a life-or-death match, he wouldn't know how many times he had died.
Perhaps others hadn't understood and thought Feng Wuyu was just taking a chance, but Zhao Weizhou deeply understood that when Feng Wuyu locked onto his destiny power, he left a lingering shadow and the real person came behind him. This was the difference—a despairing gap. No matter how many times he tried, the final result could not be changed.
Chock!
Feng Wuyu sheathed his sword, shook his head, and looked at Long Chen, saying, "Boss, let's just forget it. Rotten mud can't be propped up against a wall, and rotten wood can't be carved either!" Feng
Wuyu knew this group was weak, but he hadn't expected him to be this weak. And this is still the strength of the Heavenly Ranking? Even the weakest warrior in the Dragonblood Legion can be killed.
Although they were destined children and astonishingly gifted, they possessed strength but didn't know how to use it. Their combat instincts were unactivated, and their sense of danger was even more blurred.
No matter how strong they were, they were nothing more than a herd of tall cattle and sheep. Once on the battlefield, they could only be slaughtered.
"Who do you think is rotten wood?" Who is the mud? "A disciple from the branch courtyard was furious.
Feng Wuyu didn't answer and simply walked back to the group. The Dragonblood warriors had already lost their previous interest and were too lazy to play along with them.
The performance of the Dragonblood Legion was an enormous humiliation to the disciples of the Branch Academy. Each of them gritted their teeth in anger, but there was nothing they could do.
Long Chen hadn't expected Zhao Weizhou to be this weak. It seemed that the Disaster Butcher he had taken down was a formidable character.
"I think they really have no chance to save the situation. If their only use is to help them hurry up and have children, pinning their hopes on the next generation." Long Chen looked at Bai Letian and said.
"You..."
The disciples from the branch courtyard trembled with anger. Long Chen meant that their generation was basically ruined; their only value was to carry on the family line. Such humiliation drove them mad.
Before Bai Letian could speak, Lu Chengkong spoke up: "Dean Long Chen, I know it's all our incompetence. We ruined these children. They haven't experienced the trials of blood and fire, nor the trials of life and death. As a result, they lack the basic qualities of a strong person, but their potential is still immense!" Long
Chen frowned and said, "Their combat instincts haven't been activated, and their life perception is in a dormant state. They're already so big. If they go to the battlefield for further training, I'm afraid out of ten people, not even one will survive. That's too cruel for them." "
No, I know our Lingxiao Academy has a secret technique that can activate a person's essence. That way, they won't miss the best opportunity for tempering because of their age." Lu Chengkong said hurriedly.
"There's such a secret technique?" Long Chen and Bai Letian were both shocked. If there really was such a secret technique, it would be truly rebelliousOh my god.
"Yes, there are at least six secret techniques recorded in the Lingxiao Treasure Pavilion." Lu Chengkong said with great confidence.
Long Chen's heart raced wildly. He almost instinctively asked, "Are there the last two volumes of the Great Brahma Heaven Scripture inside the Lingxiao Treasure Pavilion?" "
Yes."
The moment Lu Chengkong replied, Long Chen was instantly overjoyed.