C359 Two Knives
C359 Two Knives
What the f * ck is this?!
It rose again?!
That state just now was actually not Junior Wufan's limit?
He could not even withstand 35 times of it.
Now, it was 50 times...
Junior brother, I'm your senior brother, after all.
Don't be so cruel!
The combination of Taiji Yin Yang and Yin Yang countered hardness with softness. It was indeed able to move a thousand kilograms with four taels.
But what about ten thousand jin? What about ten thousand jin?
You still want to use four taels to dial?
Even if you break your hand, you won't be able to move it!
Master! Help! He really couldn't take it anymore!
Yang Yushan looked at Shen Jun for help for the third time.
But this time, Shen Jun didn't even bother to send a sound transmission.
He waved his hand and asked ___ to hold on for a while longer.
It wasn't that Shen Jun didn't intend to help him.
He wanted to observe for a while longer, or rather, he wanted to deliberately make things difficult for Yang Yushan.
This competition was indeed to find an opportunity for Sun Wufan to break through.
However, wasn't Shen Jun also looking for an excellent opportunity to train Yang Yushan?
Besides learning the Great Dao of the Martial God, the most important thing was to fight with the strong and seek enlightenment in difficult battles that ordinary people could not imagine.
Sun Wufan was undoubtedly an excellent opponent.
On the arena, Sun Wufan, who had an amplification of fifty times, rushed forward with his long staff.
The sound of rushing wind and muffled thuds could be heard without an end.
One strike of the staff.
Two strikes.
Three sticks... Ten blows, eleven strikes!
The iron staff in his hand waved out a series of afterimages, the strong wind it brought out was almost as strong as an ordinary cultivator's attack!
Fortunately, this was Shen Jun's Wasteland Small World, and the space here was incomparably stable.
If it was in the outside world, even if Sun Wufan's iron staff smashed into empty air, it would still shatter a large part of the void.
"Junior brother Wufan! Lightly! Lightly!"
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
"Kid, you're here for revenge, aren't you?! Damn it!"
Yang Yushan dodged, and at the same time, he exerted the Taichi Art to its limit.
But even so, he still couldn't block Sun Wufan's storm-like attacks.
If he made even the slightest mistake, he would be sent flying far away.
Angry cries of pain could be heard without an end.
This caused the other disciples to be somewhat dumbfounded.
Why was this tragic scene so familiar?
Back when he was being beaten up by Senior Brother Yushan, wasn't he also crying out in pain like this?
With this thought, they could finally accept it.
"Senior Brother Yushan... how about we forget about it? Shall we stop at the right time?" As if seeing Yang Yushan in such a miserable state, Sun Wufan put away his stick in embarrassment and proposed a ceasefire.
He was feeling really refreshed and at ease right now.
It had been eight hundred years!
Eight hundred years ago, he had been beaten up by Senior Brother Yushan almost every day.
Today, he had finally vented his anger.
Hehehe, this was simply refreshing.
Of course, although he was happy, Sun Wufan did not express it.
After all, he was still the third senior brother, so he had to at least show some respect.
Yang Yushan, who had gotten up on his feet for the nth time, looked back at his master, who was calm and at ease, and remembered the benefits his master had promised him.
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He looked like he was ready to die. "What are you talking about, Wufan? he asked. The winner has not been decided yet. Why did you back off when you have the upper hand? "
"Come on! Keep fighting!"
Although Yang Yushan was badly beaten by Sun Wufan, he was not seriously injured.
As soon as his voice faded, Yang Yushan unleashed his Qi and made a gesture of Taichi.
He had resolutely expressed his determination!
Damn it, I'm going to throw caution to the wind today!
Even if it wasn't for the benefit of Master, just for the sake of establishing the image of a senior in front of these junior brothers, I still have to endure!
If I admit defeat now...
How could he put on airs as a senior brother in front of them in the future?
And his actions did have some effect.
Sun Wufan couldn't help admiring Senior Brother Yushan when he saw that Senior Brother Yushan was still so tough even after being beaten up so badly.
"Senior Brother Yushan is so brave. Then junior brother will be offended!" Sun Wufan swung his long staff again and charged forward without any hesitation.
His senior brother was already so strong-willed. If he insisted on stopping the war, wouldn't that be disrespecting his senior brother?
Fight!
He had to fight! And he had to fight with all his strength!
Just like that, Sun Wufan charged forward with a monstrous battle intent.
Yang Yushan braced himself and went forward to meet him.
Just like that, the two of them continued to fight for another dozen rounds.
Xie Qilan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw the two of them fight.
She keenly noticed the changes in Yang Yushan in this battle.
From the beginning when he had no strength to fight back, to gradually getting used to the pressure.
The Great Dao of the Martial God was slowly evolving and growing.
In the end, Yang Yushan could even fight back a few times every now and then.
This kid... was still as abnormal as ever.
Such a huge difference in strength actually allowed him to find a bit of hope.
It seemed like he had not slacked off in the past eight hundred years.
Of course, although she was lamenting, Xie Qilan still did not think that Yang Yushan could be born in this competition.
The difference in strength between the two was still too great.
After a few more rounds, Sun Wufan should be able to win completely.
Actually, not only Xie Qilan, the other disciples also thought the same.
Although Senior Brother Yushan's adaptability was really amazing, such a huge gap in strength was indeed not something that could be made up with a single sentence of talent.
At the same time, Shen Jun's expression changed.
It was almost time.
Although the Great Dao of Martial God was incomparably tough, there was still a limit to it.
At this rate, it was more or less done.
It would not be perfect if he continued to polish it.
Shen Jun nodded and waved his hand without revealing anything.
Yang Yushan, who was struggling to hold on in the arena, suddenly shook!
An unknown powerful force instantly gushed out from the depths of his Dantian.
In just the blink of an eye, his cultivation had risen from the Early Period of Emperor Sovereign to the Middle Period of Emperor Sovereign.
And this was only the beginning.
His strength continued to surge.
The aura on his body instantly soared to an unendingly high level!
Middle Period of Emperor Sovereign.
Peak Middle Period of Emperor Sovereign.
Late Period of Emperor Sovereign.
Peak Late Period of Emperor Sovereign.
In less than a breath's time, Yang Yushan's energy had reached the Peak of Emperor Sovereign!
This sudden change shocked all the disciples below the stage.
This... This was also some kind of secret technique?
Who would have thought that Senior Brother Yushan also had a powerful divine ability that could enhance his own body?
But why did he have to wait until now to use it?
If he used it earlier, he wouldn't need to eat so many sticks.
Forget it, forget it. Perhaps there was some kind of restriction to using this thaumaturgy.
Senior Brother Yushan was indeed extraordinary. He was truly amazing!
The bystanders were all startled.
Sun Wufan, who was in the middle of the fight, was even more shocked.
He originally relied on the difference in cultivation base to gain the upper hand in a shameless manner.
But now, his opponent's cultivation base was at the same level as his...
This was very awkward.
With the 50-fold enhancement of the Pegasus Ryuseiken, he could last for another five or six minutes.
If Senior Brother Yushan kept the same condition as before, Sun Wufan was confident that he could end the battle within this period of time.
But now...
He really had no confidence!
Not to mention the guarantee of victory, Sun Wufan even felt that he should be beaten up next!
Not far away, Yang Yushan slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.
He instantly became energetic.
Is this the power of a Peak of Emperor Sovereign?
It was really... fascinating.
Thank you, Master.
I won't let you down!
Weng!
Yang Yushan's hands trembled.
Two slender and slightly curved long blades fell into his hands.
At the same time, a powerful aura that far surpassed what it was before suddenly rose.
Waves of energy surged to the heavens!
Unparalleled overbearing!!
"Dual blades?!"
"This... Why does this posture look so similar to second senior brother?"
"F * ck it, this is exactly the same."
Seeing this scene, the corner of Xie Qilan's mouth could not help but curve into a smile.
Yushan had always been the little follower of her second junior brother.
She didn't expect him to even learn these two blade techniques.