Chapter 399
"I can't talk about enlightenment, I admit that you may have something now."

Wang Meng said so, but he was not convinced in his heart.

Seeing that Cao Su was majestic and had no opportunity to take advantage of, he prepared to take the initiative to attack.

As soon as the long knife was in his hand, strands of blue-purple thunder light traveled along his body, turning into weak thunder powers and appearing on his body.

At the same time, the blade surface was tempered by the thunder light, making it even sharper.

In the burst of thunder, there was a soft beeping sound.

"Come!"

Wang Meng suddenly became excited, and a flash of thunder flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The next moment, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body flew across the space like thunder.

sizzle-

Cao Su's untied long hair was raised back, and he held the horizontal knife behind his back.

The moment Wang Meng pounced, he blocked it with his hands.

There was only a loud bang of "铛——".

When the two met, there was a loud explosion-like sound.

A broken internal force spread in all directions in the form of shock waves.

In the raised dust, two figures were clearly visible.

Wang Meng's long saber fell on his head, while Cao Su held onto the back of the saber to block it.

The Thunder Saber is fast and powerful, Wang Meng's Thunder Saber has been practiced to the extreme, and when the sword is released, it is extremely powerful.

But Cao Su was able to resist this knife head-on, and his inner strength surged like a torrent of river water, continuous and continuous.

Wang Meng felt the momentum of his saber.

At first it was overwhelming.

But after bumping headlong into Cao Su's saber, he felt that the saber became slower and heavier.

Cao Su's sword was very heavy, which caused a certain amount of interference, and even slowed down the surrounding swords.

"open!"

Wang Meng let out a roar, and his muscles swelled instantly.

A force surged from the dantian to help Wang Meng push forward. Under heavy pressure, Cao Su passed the knife sideways, pulling the opponent's strength to turn downward.

Wang Meng turned around, and with a flash of cold light, he picked up the knife and slashed at Cao Su's chest.

This saber technique is dangerous, Cao Su cannot avoid it.

The cold blade was only [-] centimeters away from Cao Su's chest.

"Shhh!!"

Wang Menglei's saber slashed through the air.

When Cao Su was at a critical moment, he used Fengxing steps to get out of the way.

The figure swayed, and it was tens of feet away.

"Your body skills are good, it's not as bad as you said, is it?"

Wang Meng was taken aback.

Cao Su has always said that his movement skills are not good, and there is no good way to deal with those warriors with extremely fast movements.

Therefore, Wang Meng's preconceived notion has always been that Cao Su's physical skills are not good, which may mean that he can't even achieve the basic "flexibility".

Unexpectedly, Cao Su's display of body skills was not weak at all.

It even formed a phantom in the air to interfere with the enemy.

Cao Su in the distance was silent for a while.

The wind walking step only has this effect, and it is indeed a good nirvana for dodging the enemy.

But if it is a pursuit or a small-scale pursuit, it will not be so prominent.

Before he was in Xiaotao Town, even Feng Huaner couldn't do anything about it.

"Don't go, eat me again."

Wang Meng was completely excited, he let out a strange cry, and rushed towards Cao Su with a knife.

The figure turned into lightning, especially clear in the dark night.

The martial arts arena was handed over to Cao Su and Wang Meng. Outside the martial arts arena, the anxious people who had been waiting for a long time couldn't hold back and poured into the arena to watch.

Just now Cao Su and everyone have said that when teaching martial arts, you must not eavesdrop or peep.

But when we learn from each other, everyone is welcome to criticize and correct.

So everyone rushed into the martial arts arena, and they saw Wang Meng pressing Cao Su and rushing towards him at a glance.

The light of the knife is sharp, and there are countless thunder lights in the sway.

"General Wang is really powerful. This Thunder Saber is a top-notch advanced sword technique. It is placed in the city of God, and it is also regarded as a treasure by various schools and factions."

Cultivation techniques occupy an important position in the cultivation of warriors.

Many warriors in the rivers and lakes need to fight non-stop for a book of exercises suitable for their own cultivation.

And like Cao Su, warriors who have already cultivated in the army, relatively speaking, they don't have so much headache for the exercises.

Whether it is Cao Su's Nilong Dao or Wang Meng's Thunder Dao, they have already touched the threshold of first-class martial arts.

Everyone cheered for Wang Meng. After all, Wang Meng has also entered the fourth rank. From the perspective of realm, he is a strong man who can rival Cao Su.

Cao Su's record is even better, but he can't use many things.

The soul-stirring pupil cannot be used, and the opponent with the mysterious jade super-body cannot be stimulated.

Cao Su competed with Wang Meng in the most ordinary state, relying on pure martial arts and this surging vigor and internal strength.

The more Wang Meng hit, the more surprised he became.

Cao Su's strength was too fierce. On average, each cut required at least [-] jin of strength.

Can such terrifying strength really be achieved by a fourth-rank warrior?
There is no problem with Wang Meng's sword skills, but after every confrontation with Cao Su, his arms are a little numb.

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, his attacks became more and more fierce, and his sword skills were like a violent storm.

"General Wang is powerful, after all, he is a veteran force."

"Cao Pingxi is still young, and there is still a chance to break through to a higher level in the future. Seeing him today is enough to see his potential."

"Both of them are the kings of swordsmanship, and they may not be able to beat them with ordinary strength level four."

Several low-ranking soldiers who watched the battle discussed one after another.

The high-level soldiers did not speak, especially Zhang Ke, Li Li and others who had broken through to the level of strength, their brows were furrowed.

Li Lidao: "I can't see clearly, but General Wang's attack is a bit messy, and he seems to be unable to control his strength stably."

Zhang Ke supported Li Li's point of view for the first time. The two have always had opposite ideas: "The general is going to win. If you attack like this, you will be unable to stop the counterattack within [-] rounds."

The predictions without surnames are all hooligans. These two are generals, how to tell the difference?
Everyone subconsciously thought that Zhang Ke was talking about Cao Su.

Only when addressing Cao Su, would everyone directly address him as "General" or "Master", and everyone else would more or less have a surname.

Not long after Zhang Ke's voice fell.

The match between Cao Su and Wang Meng on the field has entered a heated stage.

There was a terrifying explosion in the air when the two fought, and gusts of strong wind blew from the place where the two fought to the front of everyone.

"Any more?"

Cao Su shouted angrily, provoking Wang Meng to attack more quickly.

Wang Meng's knife was like a tornado, and the knife blew towards Cao Su's face.

Cao Su swayed, and drew out the horizontal knife in his hand. In the fierce light of the knife, the horizontal knife protruded out like a poisonous dragon, and instantly cut into Wang Meng's blowing knife.

"Ding--"

With a soft sound, the two swords met face to face.

Wang Meng turned around and dodged, passing Cao Su's side.

And Cao Su withdrew his long knife backhandedly, and raised his foot again, just in front of Wang Meng.

Wang Meng had no way to avoid it, so he could only raise his arms to block.

"Pong!"

His whole body was like a cannonball, he was hit by Cao Su and flew into the sky.

After several rolls, he barely managed to get his balance, and he staggered to the ground and lost his strength.

"what?"

The onlookers felt that Wang Meng was pressing Cao Su to beat him just now, and he was majestic.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the two fought and separated, and Cao Su kicked the opponent away.

The movement of knocking into the air was very handsome. After Wang Meng landed, he didn't take the initiative to attack again.

The two seem to have won.

Cao Su won?

Neither of the two people on the field spoke. After Wang Meng calmed down the churning blood, he smiled and laughed very freely: "I, the head of the pavilion, should have been given to you a long time ago."

Cao Su shook his head and smiled, "The owner of the museum is joking."

Cao Su really won?Wang Meng can't beat Cao Su?
After listening to the conversation between the two, everyone understood that Cao Su had the upper hand.

Cao Su also didn't humbly say that he didn't win, that if he won, he won, and if he lost, he lost, and there was no need to hide it.

Wang Meng was very moved, remembering that when Cao Su first entered the martial arts gym, he was still a very thin boy.

At the beginning, Cao Su didn't even know any martial arts, he had no foundation, and he was just a recorder, a non-staff member of the martial arts hall.

Now Cao Su has a high position and authority, and his martial arts are better than him.

It's really been three years in Hedong and three years in Hexi. In terms of martial arts talent, Cao Su is the strongest person he has ever met.

At the beginning, I was really wrong. I knew that Cao Su was so strong, so I should have a thick face and take him into the sect. I didn't expect that Tang Yangfeng would take the lead now.

Thinking of Tang Yangfeng, Wang Meng finally remembered Tang Yangfeng's entrustment.

He said: "Cao Su, your master Tang Yangfeng returned to Pingcheng after the Pingcheng Rebellion and inherited my martial arts gym. Now the martial arts gym run by Tang Yangfeng should be the largest martial arts gym in Pingcheng .”

"He asked me to tell you that Fuhuquan is not the ultimate martial art. If you can use Fuhuquan as the basis and supplement it with some other martial arts, it is hoped that you can cultivate Fuhuquan to a higher level."

"He's been like this all his life. He has limited talent, and he can't practice Fuhu Fist to a higher level. He believes that you can do it."

Wang Meng stroked the needle-like beard on his chin and said with a smile.

Cao Su smiled wryly and remained silent. It was a bit late to tell this information. He had already practiced Fuhu Fist into Vajra Fuhu Fist. I don't know if this is a higher level of Fuhu Fist?
Or is this just his unique creation after combining other martial arts?
It is difficult to innovate from scratch, but Cao Su is now handy with some basic adaptations, and he even feels that he is very suitable for such projects.

Cao Su's heart moved, and he asked, "The war in Pingcheng has subsided. After Master Tang returned to Pingcheng, did he encounter any difficulties?"

When Cao Su asked Wang Meng, he was not sure: "There shouldn't be any difficulties, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to run the martial arts school so prosperously."

Old comrades who start their own businesses at the age of 70 or [-] can still have such a high level. I think they have taken care of everything.

Cao Su thought that it seemed that he didn't need his support.

With his current status, if he returns to Pingcheng, the new city lord of Pingcheng will have to call him "Master" and obediently give him his seat.

To help Tang Yangfeng solve some small troubles, it's just a matter of one sentence, it's easy.

Wang Meng smiled and said: "But if you have a chance, let's go back and have a look. Among the warriors who came out of Pingcheng, you are now the well-deserved No. [-] in history."

Cao Su Xiran smiled, it doesn't matter if the first is not the first.

The more you go up, the more you can feel the vastness of the journey of martial arts, and you can't see the end at a glance.

Perhaps the so-called ceiling-like first-rank warriors are just a glimpse of the door.

If you don't stand on a high place, you will never know how small you are.

(End of this chapter)

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