The strongest training system

Chapter 332 Twelve Winds and Clouds
"Twelve Winds and Clouds?"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, "Master, you gave me a total of twelve sword skills a few days ago, could it be..."

Yan San smiled and said: "That's right, those twelve skills are the core of Fengyun Twelve Styles, in other words, you have already learned half of this set of martial arts."

Wang Hao was moved. Although Yan Sanyi didn't want to accept him as an apprentice at first, since he accepted him, he helped him grow without reservation.

Yan San grabbed the black iron sword again, "Your comprehension ability is good, I won't teach you how to practice swords, and learn everything from actual combat!"

Wang Hao nodded heavily, his expression became serious.

"it is good!"

As soon as Wang Hao's words fell, Yan San made a move with a smile on his face. The sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, which caught people off guard.

This trick was Wang Hao's tattooing formula that Yan San first handed over.

Wang Hao was no longer the man he was more than ten days ago. Facing Yan San's sword, he instantly activated the eyes of the real dragon, and at the same time stabbed out the black iron sword in his hand, and then attacked.

Wang Hao is also applicable to the tattoo art. If there is no accident, he will be tied with Yan San, who is suppressing his strength.

However, just when the two swords were about to collide, the sword in Yan San's hand suddenly changed.

The sword in Yan San's hand suddenly burst out with a deafening whistling sound. Obviously nothing changed, but it gave people a shocking feeling of strong winds and clouds flying.

"How did Master do it?!"

Wang Hao opened his eyes wide, and even the eyes of the real dragon could only be seen blurred by the wonderful change in an instant.

Wang Hao's sword-holding hand shook quickly, not because he was intimidated by Yan San's sword, but because the sword in his hand was so intimidated by the sudden majestic momentum that it was difficult to control.

"Ding!"

The two swords collided, and the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the sword. It was obviously the same state and the same force was used, but Wang Hao's figure instantly retreated.

"boom!"

Wang Hao's body hit the wall heavily, punching a big hole in the wall. He felt that his muscles and bones were almost broken, and the blood in his body was boiling non-stop.

Yan San withdrew his sword, "I'd better lower my realm a bit more!"

After finishing speaking, Yan San actually lowered his realm below the Tianwu realm!

The fight continued. Wang Hao, who was at the fourth level of the sky, faced Yan San, who was at the ninth level of the earth. Wang Hao tried his best to use the skills he had just learned to the limit.

But even so, Wang Hao still had difficulty resisting Yan San's attack.

There are still twelve kinds of sword skills, but in Yan San's hands, ordinary black iron swords can also dance with majestic momentum.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth. His left eye was already congested due to recording the changes in Yan Sanjian, but he still worked hard to persevere. Such a majestic, majestic, and powerful martial art is exactly what Wang Hao longed for!
After a stick of incense, the two stopped, and Wang Hao lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his body was extremely tired.

What Yan San wanted was this kind of effect. Only by constantly honing it in actual combat could Wang Hao fully understand the Twelve Styles of Fengyun, instead of being like other martial arts that Wang Hao knows, which are like showy and useless.

"How much did you understand?"

"One percent!"

Yan San raised his eyebrows. Although [-]% was not much, it was already beyond Yan San's imagination. He thought that he would have to torture Wang Hao like this for at least a month before he could learn this Twelve Fengyun Styles.

He secretly said in his heart: "The apprentice I accepted is the best choice in terms of talent and character, but I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing!"

Thinking of this, a vague figure appeared in his heart, and his expression dimmed, as if recalling some sad past events.

"Continue after you have enough rest. As a teacher, I don't want to accompany you to practice martial arts in this dull underground."

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and got up, he raised the black iron sword again, and said decisively: "Please enlighten me, master!"

……

For the next [-] days, Wang Hao would fight Yan San every day until he was too tired to get up. Every time Wang Hao gained [-]%, Yan San's offensive became stronger. In the end, Yan San raised his level to Tianwu Realm.

On the 19th, on the fourth floor of the Demon Suppressing Cave, there were two figures intersecting each other, and the sound of profound weapons colliding could be heard from time to time.

Every time these two voices swung a sword, there would be a vast sound of turbulent wind and clouds, and for a while, the wind and thunder in the cave exploded, making the monsters dare not get close.

"Ding!"

The two figures collided for the last time and separated, Yan San couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahahahaha! My good disciple, you really didn't disappoint my master!"

Wang Hao retracted his sword and saluted, and said modestly: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"

Yan San nodded in satisfaction, "You have already mastered the Twelve Styles of Fengyun, the rest is to practice diligently. Only when you use the sword with ease and reach the realm of the unity of human and sword can you truly master it!"

"The disciple understands!"

"This Demon Suppressing Cave is a place to suppress monsters. If you want to practice your sword, you can slay demons and demons here!"

Wang Hao nodded. Whether it was the Cloud-Treading Sword, the Dripping Sword Technique or the Twelve Styles of Fengyun, he had only reached the level of beginners, and he couldn't even set it as a quick spellcasting. Good practice place.

Yan San said with a serious expression: "With your current strength, you can go to the first seven floors of the Demon Town Cave, as long as you are careful, you should not be in danger of your life."

"Although your talent is good, you must never let it go, understand?"

Wang Hao nodded, keeping Yan San's teachings in mind.

"Okay, let's leave first for the teacher. If there is no wine in the jug, life will be boring. When you kill to the end of the seventh floor, come to the bamboo forest to find me!"

……

After Yan San left, Wang Hao began to practice alone. He called out the Longyuan Sword and walked towards the depths of the fourth floor.

Because of Yan San's existence, the monsters dared not approach for a long time. Now that Yan San left, the monsters didn't feel his breath, and became agitated again.

Especially when they saw Wang Hao coming alone, bloodthirsty thoughts flooded their bodies again.

Finally, the first monster couldn't bear the killing in its heart, and rushed towards Wang Hao with a roar. This roar also drove the other monsters.

Wang Hao stopped in his tracks. Most of the monsters on the fourth floor were between the third and fourth levels of the Heavenly Martial Realm. Although they lost their sanity and their strength dropped sharply, with such a large number, ordinary fighters at the Heavenly Martial Realm might be torn to pieces in an instant. .

Facing the monsters coming in like a tide, Wang Hao's eyes showed a cold light, and his steps staggered, flashing like a crowd of monsters in an instant.

"Treading among the clouds!"

Wang Hao started his movement, like a petrel in a storm, with a light figure, and the sword in his hand flashed red light one after another, illuminating the surrounding space.

"Twelve Wind and Cloud Styles!"

On the fourth floor of the Demon Suppressing Cave, the sound of wind and thunder resounded, as well as the screams of monsters.

……

Dozens of days later, Yuanwu Continent, the domain of Yunfeng.

Four young people aged 20 to 30 are walking together.

Among the four, there are three men and one woman, but what is amazing is that the tallest and most burly of the four is the girl.

The leader was a cautious young man with a serious face and not good at talking or smiling.

As he was walking, he suddenly stretched out his palm, signaling the three people behind him to stop.

The three of them immediately woke up, but they didn't find any danger.

One of the youths said with a smile: "Brother Zhou Qian, you must be too vigilant. This place is tens of miles away from the intelligence office given by the academy!"

The oversized woman is also puzzled, "Brother Zhou, the terrain here is vast, and if any danger comes, we will be able to detect it immediately. Now that the weather is calm, why do you ask us to be on guard?"

The vigilance on the face of the man named Zhou Qian remained undiminished, and he said: "The training tasks issued by the academy are all assigned according to the overall strength of the participants. Zhao Jun, you are the first year to join the academy. , I’m still a newcomer, which shows that this training task is not difficult, but since I entered the Yunfeng Domain, I feel uneasy in my heart!”

The burly woman was Wang Hao's friend Zhao Jun. She was also surprised when she heard Zhou Qian say this.

After being promoted to the Heaven Martial Realm, warriors can already sense the will of heaven and earth from afar. It is no accident that Zhou Qian, the strongest among the four of them, feels this way!
Among the four, the man who had not spoken all the time suddenly changed his face. He looked into the distance vigilantly and reminded everyone: "Be careful, someone is coming!"

As soon as he finished his words, he saw two figures approaching from far and near at an astonishing speed. They exuded a strong murderous aura, and they were enemies at first glance.

The four of them went forward without hesitation, but when they met each other, one of them was knocked down!
"Who are you?!"

Zhou Qian resisted one of them and questioned loudly, but the other person covered his face with a black scarf, making it impossible to see his face.

"Of course the one who killed you!"

Zhao Jun knew that he had encountered a strong enemy, so he immediately summoned the Blood Soul, and the Titan King rose from the ground, holding a giant stick, and slammed down on an enemy!

"boom!"

The terrifying attack shook the ground, Zhao Jun opened his eyes wide, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The masked man was holding a large knife, and he just casually placed the blade horizontally in front of him, blocking the attack of the King of Titans!
In the next second, Zhao Jun felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the masked man slashed fiercely on her neck with the back of his knife, causing her to suffocate instantly and passed out.

In the next second, Zhou Qian was the only one among the four who still had the strength to fight.

Zhou Qian knew that he was no match for the other party. He exploded with all his strength, blocked the joint attack of the two, and crushed the jade pendant issued by the academy to pieces!
After three breaths, Zhou Qian was seriously injured and passed out.

The two masked men put away their horcruxes and looked at the four people lying on the ground, their murderous aura fading away.

One of them said, "This kid has already sent out a distress signal."

Another masked man nodded, "Inform us that those who are lurking in the Qilin Academy must find a way to get the candidates for the Ten Sons into the rescue team."

"Don't worry! We have been laying out for so long, how can we be ruined by ten little dolls? The boss has sent killers and activated all the eyeliners hidden in the sacred domain. The ten candidates will all die!"

(End of this chapter)