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Chapter 261 God's illegitimate child, the gun master who makes your scalp tingle, Li Qi's past events (4K)

"boom--!!!"

There was a deafening explosion, and the entire Zhige base shook twice, almost like an earthquake.

Wu Xuanzhu stretched out one hand and raised it up, grabbing the blade of the platinum-colored giant sword.

His entire body suddenly became several centimeters shorter, the soles of his feet sank into the ground, and a circle of cracks spread out from under his feet in a ring shape, and soon it had stretched to an exaggerated diameter of nearly 100 meters.

This heavy sword blow should have nailed him into the ground like a nail, but he managed to deflect it with his miraculous and wonderful strength, radiating it to the surrounding floor.

Wu Xuanzhu frowned slightly.

This sword was extremely powerful. In terms of strength alone, it had already reached the level of a Grandmaster. But to him, it was nothing.

He can deliver a blow a hundred times more powerful than this sword at any time.

The problem is... the person who swung the sword was a teenager who was less than one-fifth of his age.

It's not that he hasn't seen even more amazing martial arts geniuses before; he's even seen child prodigies who broke through the limits at the age of twelve or thirteen.

But even the child in the seventh urban circle who was known as the 'strongest elementary school student on earth', in Wu Xuanzhu's view, was still within the scope of 'human beings', and did not have the 'inhuman' strange feeling that Xue Jing brought to him at this moment.

He could see clearly with his own eyes that Xue Jing was still very weak both in terms of physical and mental energy levels, and was far from reaching the level of breaking through limits.

Although the concept of the level of "breaking the limit" is very vague, and everyone's strength after breaking the limit varies greatly due to various reasons such as physique, martial arts, etc., there is still a rough range.

It was very strange. Experience, intuition, eyesight... everything told Wu Xuanzhu that the strength of the young man in front of him was only 1.

But this sword strike gave him the feeling of more than 10.

"Is it because he is in a state of dynamic energy explosion, or is it the effect of some kind of divine secret technique... No, not all of them."

Before Wu Xuanzhu had time to think about it, Xue Jing's dark golden vertical pupils burning with anger looked at him again.

next moment.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak—!!”

The familiar sharp whistle that cuts through the air rang in Wu Xuanzhu's ears.

Although the sound was duller and louder than that of a spear, he still immediately recognized what it was.

The giant sword kept stabbing out, turning into a sword waterfall, rushing towards Wu Xuanzhu.

It was his world-famous skill - flawless!
"This kid..."

Wu Xuanzhu’s eyes widened.

He actually used this door panel-like thing to perform his tricks perfectly?

Who are you looking down on? This is a skill that is extremely ingenious. There is no room for change. The slightest mistake will lead to a huge flaw.

Unless one has reached his highest level, let alone changing to other weapons to perform such a cool move, the wrong style of gun may cause problems in the calculation of subsequent changes of moves.

How long have you just learned how to use a sword and a gun? Or this door-plate sword that looks heavy and difficult to use?

Wu Xuanzhu shook his head.

His sanity has been lost so completely that he can't even think about the pros and cons.

He stretched out a finger and faced the torrent of sword waterfalls.

His fingertips precisely touched the tip of each sword, creating circles of air waves.

Using perfect skills against him, the master of perfect skills...to say that I am showing off my skills in front of an expert is an understatement.

Not surprisingly, he easily blocked every shot.

But as more and more guns were blocked, Wu Xuanzhu's expression became more and more surprised.

Xue Jing used this large door panel so flawlessly that every shot he shot was flawless and performed perfectly. Even he could not find any fault with it.

Because of the advantages of the weapon, it even exudes an extremely more powerful force than using a spear.

Why……?
This kind of extremely sophisticated technique is much more difficult to break free from the limitations of weapons than ordinary martial arts. So far, except for him who has reached the highest level, those who practice it seamlessly must use a specially made "embroidery needle" shaped spear to fully display it.

And this kid...

The 'inhuman' feeling Wu Xuanzhu felt from Xue Jing became more and more serious, and his expression was a little strange.

"Puff puff puff puff——"

The sword waterfall continued to flow, fifty swords, sixty swords, eighty swords, one hundred swords...

"A thousand stitches..."

The shadow of Heavenly Feather Robe solidified, but Xue Jing did not stop his movements.

After [Weapon Strike] was upgraded to [Master of Weapons], his control over weapons was greatly improved, and his level of perfection also rose.

After a few more days of practice, the limit of the number of guns increased again.

One hundred and ten swords, one hundred and twenty swords...

Wu Xuanzhu's eyelids twitched.

On the way to Yuanyuan City, he took some time to watch the match video between Xue Jing and Zhou Yinglin, and knew that he had already cultivated his skills to the level of "Thousands of Needles and Threads".

But it hasn’t been long since then, how come it has reached 120?
Fortunately, Xue Jing did not bring him any more surprises. At the moment when his fingertips and the tip of the sword were in contact, his body paused slightly, and the giant sword in his hand seemed to have slipped out of his hand and flew into the air behind him, spinning in the air.

"It's almost done..."

Wu Xuanzhu started to speak, but he hadn’t finished yet.

"call out--"

A sharp sound of air being torn was heard, and Wu Xuanzhu subconsciously tilted his body slightly.

Almost at the same time as the sound, a streak of indistinct platinum-gold light flashed past where he was hiding, and the strong wind caused the clothes of the two men to flutter violently.

"Ok?"

Flying swordsmanship?
Why are there new tricks?
“Pip, pip—”

Seeing silver-white lightning dragon horns beginning to emerge on Xue Jing's head and the surrounding black air currents quickly converging on his body like a tornado, Wu Xuanzhu suddenly realized that this boy's strength was not in martial arts.

The martial arts strength he displayed was so surprising that this point was ignored for a moment.

Wu Xuanzhu made a prompt decision and felt that he could not continue playing this game, otherwise things would get out of hand.

His eyes met Xue Jing's dark golden pupils, his gaze sharpened, and he scolded:
"Don't wake up yet!"

Some invisible needle-like force pierced Xue Jing's forehead.

In an instant, the anger that was quietly burning in Xue Jing's eyes disappeared, and the shape of his dark golden vertical pupils returned to normal.

He seemed surprised and somewhat confused, and said:

"Huh? What happened?"

As he spoke, he looked at the old man in front of him who looked completely ageless, and asked in confusion:

"you are?"

Wu Xuanzhu glared at him and said angrily:
"My 'Divine Will Needle' wasn't very powerful. When it entered your consciousness, it was like piercing a piece of cowhide. It didn't have any stimulating effect at all... You kid, you've woken up a long time ago, right?"

Xue Jing saw that he had not concealed the truth, and immediately put away the surprise and confusion on his face, smiled, and bowed:
"Greetings, Senior Wu... I was just too excited to see the prey, please forgive me." Xue Jing had already noticed something was wrong long before he threw the first punch at Wu Xuanzhu.

Although it was his first time entering the extremely angry state of Secret · Reverse Scale, and his mind was controlled by the emotion of anger, he possessed [Visualization·Truth], his mind and consciousness were extremely strong, and his attainment in 'Energy of Tranquility' was also very high.

The 'stranger who wanted to sneak attack him' in front of him was able to block his full-strength eye-opening attack with just one finger, and the force was exactly the same as the eye-opening attack. This unusual performance was enough to make his mind, which was obscured by anger, realize that something was wrong.

By that time, he was able to suppress his extreme anger and return to normal.

However, he did not do so. Instead, he let anger control him and continued to attack Wu Xuanzhu.

This level of master is too rare...

"Forget it." Wu Xuanzhu waved his hand.

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, who had a gentle expression and a smile that was so appropriate that it made people feel like spring breeze. He could hardly connect him with the man in the ring in the video who had done brutal things to his disciple.

I thought he would be an unruly and arrogant person, and I wanted to use some means to teach him a lesson.

But now that we have met and started talking, I felt as if I had seen a talented junior of my own. For some reason, the more I looked at him, the more I liked him, and I didn't have the slightest desire to criticize him.

"He has a great appearance and good manners. He is wild when he should be wild, and has the vigor that young people should have. He is humble when he should be humble, and he knows how to respect his elders... He has an excellent talent for martial arts. To be able to practice to this level, he must have worked very hard and never slacked off. This is when there is another better way..."

The more Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing, the more ridiculous he found it.

How can such people exist in this world?

Where did God's illegitimate child come from? Did he kneel down and beg him for food? Did he take all the benefits?

If he were seventy years younger, Wu Xuanzhu felt that his mentality would probably be unbalanced.

"...Perfectly crafted. How long have you been practicing?"

Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing and asked.

At this time, because the noise here was too loud, many members of the Zhige Base came over.

The first person to arrive was the base commander Xu Hongzhong.

When he arrived at the scene and saw Wu Xuanzhu's face, his expression immediately changed and he ordered everyone not to approach the place for the time being.

Afterwards, he cautiously stayed at a distance, watching the situation here, not daring to act rashly.

Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "It should be about ten days."

It should be about ten days.

About ten days.

Oh my god.

Right.

Wu Xuanzhu: “…”

He felt that what Xue Jing said was replaying in his mind.

If he had not confirmed this boy's information from Wu Youqing, knowing that he was only in his teens and had only been practicing martial arts for four months, he would have almost thought that he was too old and his hearing had failed, and he had mistaken it for more than ten years.

"Are you doing radio gymnastics?"

Wu Xuanzhu was speechless.

He really wanted to think that Xue Jing was bragging...but reason told him that Xue Jing really didn't need to brag about such boring things that would be easily exposed.

Moreover, all the information matched. Xue Jing had indeed seen Perfect Match for the first time about ten days ago... on his disciple Zhou Yinglin.

What's even more outrageous is that the way they learn is by watching...

This isn't the Tai Chi performed by old men in the park, this is the most amazing skill in the world.

The inner skills are so complicated that it takes an ordinary martial artist several months to be taught step by step before he can get started and throw his first shot.

This is the limit, and mediocre people will never be able to reach the level of "ten stitches and a hundred threads" in their lifetime.

And the man in front of me spent ten days or so, sewing hundreds of needles and shooting hundreds of guns...

Even if he, the great master, were to return to his youth with his memories and start practicing again perfectly, he would not have the confidence to do it.

At this moment, the Gun Master only felt his scalp tingling due to his broken body.

Where did this kid come from? Did King Jiwu secretly die and reincarnate in Cang Ting?
Wu Xuanzhu touched his chin and suddenly said:
"Xiao Jing...are you interested in changing your family?"

Xue Jing was stunned.

Then he immediately shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Wu. However, my master is very good to me, so I don't have this plan."

Wu Xuanzhu nodded, his expression didn't change: "As expected, I'm just asking casually, you don't have to take it to heart."

After a pause, he continued:
"Your master is that Li Qi, right?"

Xue Jing tilted his head: "Senior, do you know my master?"

Wu Xuanzhu smiled and said, "We did have some interactions, several decades ago. I met that energetic young man once."

When he was looking at Xue Jing's information, he unexpectedly saw the familiar name Li Qi, and recalled some old memories.

"I thought he had lost all hope after being beaten to a cripple by Wan Yulai, but I didn't expect that he still had some ambition and trained someone like you..."

Xue Jing's eyes flashed: "Wan Yu is coming?"

He had never asked his master Li Qi how he had fallen to this state.

Xue Jing knew very well that it was useless to ask about such matters, and that the person involved had to be willing to speak out voluntarily.

Li Qi cultivated him carefully and paid a lot for him. Xue Jing had promised before that he would help Li Qi to take revenge. He would find Li Qi's enemies one by one and beat them to death in the future.

Although Li Qi was not willing to talk about what happened back then for the time being, when Xue Jing heard the name of his biggest enemy back then and the cause of everything, he couldn't help but be curious.

"Senior, who is Wan Yulai?"

he asked.

If there is a chance...

Wu Xuanzhu smoothed his not-too-long beard and said, "It seems that Li Qi hasn't told you about this yet. He must be worried about something... But I think it's okay to tell you."

Xue Jing said softly: "Please enlighten me, senior."

Wu Xuanzhu smiled and said, "About ten years ago."

"Although Li Qi was already middle-aged at that time, he had already leapt over the dragon gate when he was young and locked in the peak of his life. Although he was in his forties, his blood was still as vigorous as when he was young."

"Although I no longer have any contact with him at that time, I still occasionally pay attention to his news."

"And the last news I received was that he was challenged by a young man who was less than 20 years old, and he gladly accepted the challenge."

Wu Xuanzhu said slowly.

"That young man is the current holder of the 'True Dragon' among the seven titles - Yanlongliu, Wanyulai."

……

(End of this chapter)