Chapter 9: Frightening Sword Spectrum

Chapter Nine
Everyone looked for their reputation, but Yang Chen slowly stood up in the crowd.
He stood up gracefully and gracefully, walked slowly in front of everyone, and stood with his hands behind.
"Wu Jing, I'll ask you again, are you sure you want to fight me?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, his face calm.
"What do I tell you to do if you don't beat you? Why, are you afraid of it?" Wu Jing frowned, looking at Yang Chen who was indifferent in front of him, an angry rush in his heart.
Yang Chen's light and breezy appearance gave Wu Jing a feeling of being despised, extremely uncomfortable!
"Okay!" Yang Chen nodded and jumped directly onto the martial arts platform.
Seeing this scene, the crowd exclaimed, watching this scene in disbelief.
"Yang Chen actually accepted Wu Jing's challenge?"
"Hey, this trash is really courageous? Just want to die?"
"I bet he will lose within five strokes!"
"Five moves? Are you too high at him? I bet on two moves!"
Not only from the third class, but even the students in Yang Chen's class were full of mockery, and were very optimistic about Yang Chen.
Ling Yuyao was also worried, looking at what Yang Chen wanted to say on the stage, but when she remembered the scene on the playground just now, she just abruptly held back the words.
"Hmph, aren't you very good? See how you brag? Just let you suffer a bit, and a longer memory is good!" Ling Yuyao snorted.
On the high platform, Yang Chen and Wu Jing face each other.
Everyone looked at the two of them, with only the look of watching the show in their eyes, without expectation.
For them, this is a game without suspense.
"What's your name?" Wu Jing looked at Yang Chen and asked.
"Yang Chen."
"Yang Chen?" Wu Jing babbled, and laughed: "It seems that your popularity in your class is very low? Not only are the people in our class not optimistic about you, even no one in your class comes to cheer for you?"
"Why take care of things outside your body?"
Yang Chen said calmly: "Since you have agreed to compete with me, you should focus on me, otherwise, you will lose miserably."
"It's a terrible loss?" Wu Jing turned around as if he had heard something interesting, and said to everyone: "Have you heard? This guy actually said that I would lose badly? Are you ridiculous? "
When Wu Jing spoke out, there was an uproar around him.
Everyone looked at Yang Chen like a monster.
"Damn, I heard you right, this guy said he wanted Wu Jing to lose badly?"
"That's right, this guy is too crazy, right? Wu Jing is the strongest in our class. Even Ling Yuyao is not his opponent. Isn't he better than Ling Yuyao?"
"Oh, it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!"
These people had a sympathetic attitude towards Yang Chen before, after all, neither was of the same level. And when they heard Yang Chen's words, they suddenly felt that Yang Chen was a little ignorant.
Even Guo Fengxing on the side shook his head again and again.
In his opinion, Yang Chen is still too arrogant. If the opponent has the strength, it's fine, but everyone knows that Yang Chen has always been the bottom of the class.
But this kind of strength dared to speak out loudly here.
All the good feelings about Yang Chen before disappeared in an instant.
However, Yang Chen ignored the ridicule of those around him.
His eyes were only Wu Jing.
"Wu Jing, do you think you are amazing?" Yang Chen asked suddenly.
"Of course it's amazing!" Wu Jing said proudly: "I have become a fifth-level martial artist at the age of eighteen, and I have cultivated to the top sixth form of the Frightening Sword Book. Not to mention that the Tianxing Academy is the young generation of the entire empire , How many people can compare to my Wu Jing?"
Wu Jing snorted coldly and looked arrogant.
The people in the audience nodded gently.
What he said is the truth.
A genius like Wu Jing is indeed rare in the entire Qingfeng Empire, and even those high-level empires will praise him again and again.
However, when everyone thought Yang Chen would be frightened, they did not expect that the other party shook his head and sneered:
"ignorance!"
"What?" Wu Jing's face was dark.
"Although you have some reputation in the Qingfeng Empire, in my opinion, it is nothing more than sitting in a well and looking at the sky, a frog at the bottom of the well. Do you know how vast the territory of Canglan Continent is? Empire geometry? Genius geometry? People like you have geometry. I have seen someone stepping into Wuzong at the age of 20, and the power of a sword can break the mountains and rivers! I have also seen someone set up their own martial arts school at the age of fifteen! ?"
Yang Chen stretched out a finger and said calmly: "To deal with you, I only need a punch."
Wu Jing's face was blue and white, and his lungs were about to explode. He shouted angrily: "Pretend to be a ghost! Wait for me to knock you down, see if you have the confidence to say this?"
The soles of Wu Jing's feet shook, and his whole body burst out like a wolf. The five fingers of his right hand were bent and pinched into claws. The spiritual power on it fluctuated, exuding bursts of danger.
"Quick Eagle Claws?"
"This is a third-rank martial arts. In addition to the evil sword, Wu Jingge is the strongest one!"
"Hehe, it seems that Wu Jingge is really angry, that kid will lose!"
Just when everyone was thinking about what kind of attitude Yang Chen would fly off the martial arts stage, Yang Chen on that stage moved.
Just raised his right hand and threw a punch.
This punch was unremarkable and looked extremely ordinary. However, when he fell on Wu Jing, he heard a scream of "Ah". Wu Jing flew upside down in an instant, and fell directly to the ground in the shock of everyone's eyes.
"Cough cough." Wu Jing spouted a mouthful of blood and coughed violently.
There was a sharp pain in the chest area, as if a few ribs had been broken.
"This……"
"Yang Chen won?"
Everyone was stunned.
Ling Yuyao covered her small mouth and was speechless in surprise.
No one thought that Wu Jing, who was invincible, would be hit by a punch directly in Yang Chen's hands?
Is this a dream?
"Put away these fists and embroidered legs." Yang Chen retracted his fists and said calmly: "The so-called martial artist is about killing the enemy with the fastest means. Your tricks are flashy and useless for me."
Yang Chen glanced at Wu Jing on the ground and couldn't help shook his head.
If he hadn't looked after the other party's deceased, otherwise he would never have said so much to Wu Jing.
"Shut up!" Wu Jing roared, and tremblingly stood up from the ground, and said: "I was just a careless moment. Do you really think you are something? If I give my best, you can still Is this proud?"
"That's right, my Wu Jing hasn't done his best yet!"
As soon as Wu Jing said something, a girl in the crowd hummed.
"Yes, if my family Wu Jing exerts all his strength, Yang Chen is definitely not his opponent!"
"This guy must have just attacked Wu Jing when he wasn't paying attention. He still had a condescending tone. Does he really think he is Wu Jing's opponent?"
A group of Wu Jing's female fans immediately said with dissatisfaction, and pointed the finger at Yang Chen.
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.
"In that case, do your best." Yang Chen raised his eyelids slightly and said lightly.
Wu Jing snorted and rushed out directly. This time, his attack was stronger and faster than before!
And Yang Chen...
Another punch...
boom!
Wu Jing flew out.
"Come again!" Yang Chen stretched out his finger and hooked.
Wu Jing suddenly felt insulted and rushed towards Yang Chen in a rampage.
boom!
Within a moment, Wu Jing was blown away by Yang Chen again.
"Come again!"
boom!
Wu Jing flew out...
boom!
Wu Jing flew out...
In less than five minutes, Wu Jing had been beaten by Yang Chen five or six times.
Everyone was completely speechless by this scene, and everyone froze in place, dumbfounded.
If one time is a fluke, can two or three times also be called a fluke?
That obviously can't!
"Genius!" Guo Fengxing said excitedly: "Why haven't I found out before, it turns out that this kid Yang Chen is a real martial arts genius!"
On the high platform, looking at Wu Jing who was beaten flying again, Yang Chen shook his head and said calmly: "It seems that you have forgotten the purpose of martial arts. Didn't your grandfather teach you, no matter what kind of enemy you face? Go all out?"
"Draw your sword, otherwise you are not my opponent."
Wu Jing's face changed slightly, he stood up from the ground, touched behind him, and drew out the sword with a "clang".
"Wu Jing drew his sword!"
"My God, was Wu Jing actually forced to draw his sword?"
"Does he want to use the Frightening Sword Book?"
Excited shouts continued from the crowd, and this shock was no less than the previous Wu Jing being kicked into the air.
Because no one has ever seen Wu Jing draw a sword...
"Very good." Yang Chen smiled slightly: "Come on, let me see the Frightening Sword Book."
Wu Jing gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Chen, you are the first person to be able to force me to draw the sword. However, you will soon regret everything you have done...because, in front of the Frightening Sword, everything is It's in vain!"
Wu Jing's eyes were fierce.
suddenly……
With a wave of the sword in Wu Jing's hand, blue sword aura gushed out from it, blasting toward Yang Chen like lightning.
"The Fifth Type of Shocking Sword Book-Shocking Sting!"
Whoosh...
Sword Qi is like a divine thunder coming from nine days, and like a rainstorm, countless swords rushed out of the sword tightly and shot towards Yang Chen below.
At this moment……
Yang Chen suddenly bent down and picked up a branch from his side.
Facing the sky gently.
"The Fifth Type of Shocking Sword Book-Shocking Sting!"
Below one point, a sky full of sword aura suddenly flew from the branch, directly hitting Wu Jing's sword aura.
Bang bang bang...
Those sword qi collapsed instantly.
"This is?" Guo Fengxing's expression changed drastically, and he watched this scene in shock.
"It can't be wrong..." Teacher Tan helped the glasses frame.
It can be seen from his trembling fingers that Teacher Tan's heart is extremely shaken at this moment.
When Wu Jing saw this scene, his face was pale and bloodless, as if he had seen something unbelievable. He stepped back and said:
"How can you be frightened by the evil sword?"
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the crowd instantly boiled.
"What? This is the Frightening Sword Book?"
"Why did Yang Chen frighten evil swordsmanship? Isn't this the martial art of the Martial Arts Association?"
"Say! Where did you learn your Frightening and Evil Sword Book?" Wu Jing pointed at Yang Chen, trembling, unable to speak, he even felt like a dream. This [Frightening Evil Sword Spectrum] is a unique secret book of the Wuzhe Association. However, Yang Chen not only knows how to use it, but also resorted to the fifth formula, Jingzhe?
And no matter from which point of view, Yang Chen's Jingzhe is much more perfect than Wu Jing!
This made Wu Jing a hit.
"How could I?" Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly.
This is the martial arts he created.
How can Wu Jing guess it?
Yang Chen raised Mu Zhi, pointed at Wu Jingyao, and said calmly:
"Come on, let me teach you how to use the Sword of Frightening Evil."