The strongest training system

Chapter 404
Wang Hao glanced towards the city wall with the corner of his eyes. On the sixteen climbing ladders, there were densely packed barbarian warriors climbing up.

Although some barbarian warriors had already climbed up the city wall, they were quickly beheaded by the city guards. Wang Hao estimated that at least within a few hours, the barbarians would not be able to take advantage of it.

"Do you still have the heart to care about other people?"

Dalu's voice sounded beside Wang Hao, and Wang Hao's heart sank. Dalu's speed was comparable to teleportation, which made him hard to guard against.

"call out!"

Dalu's right hand became a knife, and with a piercing sonic boom, he slashed towards Wang Hao's neck.

Wang Hao could no longer dodge. With a wave of his right hand, the Long Yuan Sword broke away from his hand, wrapped around half of his body, and blocked Dalu's palm.

Dalu raised his eyebrows slightly, and made a comment, "Not bad!" After saying that, his knife turned into a shocking palm, and the mighty power enveloped Wang Hao.

"Blood coat!"

At the critical moment, Wang Hao activated the blood coat in time, and a dark red grid appeared under his skin.

"boom!"

Wang Hao's body hit the ground heavily.

Daru looked disappointed, "Is this the genius of human beings? It's really disappointing!"

Several barbarian warriors surrounded the hole where Wang Hao landed, wanting to take advantage of it. Just as they reached the entrance of the hole, several sword lights flashed and cut their throats.

Wang Hao flew to the sky again, this time, it was his turn to fight back!

"Blood soul!"

The opponent was very strong, so Wang Hao became serious. He used his movement technique to step through the clouds, and with the Longyuan sword in his hand, he used the stabbing formula in the Twelve Styles of Fengyun.

In an instant, the wind and cloud surged, and there was a violent thunder rumbled between Wang Hao and Dalu.

"What a fast sword!"

Dalu was very surprised, the speed of Wang Hao's sword was no less than his speed.

Daru didn't try to dodge, instead he drew his sword.

"This is……"

Seeing the sword that Dalu summoned, his eyes narrowed slightly. The sword in Dalu's hand was the spar mine collected by the barbarians in the canyon!
The ore in the canyon is a yellow Jing mine, which is very hard, even comparable to a ninth-grade defensive weapon of the mysterious rank.

And the sword in Dalu's hand is naked golden!

"Is it made of the best core in the vein?"

This sword is very perfect. Every corner has been polished and polished. Wang Hao is very sure that this sword cannot be made by barbarians!
He thought to himself: "If I'm not wrong, the forge of this sword should belong to the same person as the forge of climbing the ladder. Why are there humans willing to help the barbarians? This matter must be seriously investigated!"

Daru gently stroked the golden sword in his hand, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Human boy, this sword is called offering to the gods, and it is the first time in this world, so use your blood to sharpen it!"

Dalu pointed the Excalibur Sword at Wang Hao, and the golden light of the sword flowed, bringing a majestic pressure to people.

"Earth-level third-grade profound weapon? It seems that the craftsman who created this sword is not an ordinary person!" Wang Hao's expression became more serious, and the Longyuan sword in his hand rang softly, as if he wanted to compete with Xianshenjian It's a showdown.

Wang Hao stabs Dalu, and Daru also stabs Wang Hao with his sword.

Xianshenjian and Longyuanjian, sword edge to sword edge, collided together.

"Ding!"

The crisp crashing sound rang in everyone's ears, and the next moment, a huge aura surged from the blades of the two swords.

The strong wind blew away all the human and barbarian powerhouses around the two of them. Even with the cultivation of the Heavenly Martial Realm, they still couldn't stand firm in the strong wind.

The strong humans and the strong barbarians all stopped. They turned their eyes to Wang Hao and Dalu, and their eyes were full of shock.

As a barbarian prince, Dalu's strength is beyond doubt, but Wang Hao's strength is unexpected.

Human powerhouses only know that Wang Hao is a talented student of Qilin Academy, and that he led three of his men into the wild for two months and beheaded countless people.

But no one would have thought that he would have such a terrifying cultivation.

It seems that he is only 17 years old, but he has the cultivation base of the fifth level of Tianwu Realm. Looking at the eternal age of Yuanwu Continent, how many people can do it?
For a moment, the same thought erupted in the heart of the strong human being.

With such a genius, how can human beings not be able to resist external demons and prosper? !
The aura of the collision of the two swords is getting stronger and stronger. The human strong and the barbarian strong are backed up one after another, and they don't even fight anymore, but stare at the two, wanting to see the final victory.

The blood mist burning on Wang Hao's body became more and more intense, and the aura erupting from Dalu's body was also so strong that it was shocking!

Longyuan Sword and Xianshen Sword have already begun to tremble violently. The two swords seem to be reaching their limits, and if they continue, they will shatter at any time!

Wang Hao and Dalu looked at each other, and at the same time withdrew their strength, and then slashed at each other with their swords.

Sword shadows filled the sky, and in less than a breath, both sides had slashed more than three hundred swords, but neither of them could hurt the other.

What surprised Wang Hao was that, unlike ordinary barbarian strongmen, the martial arts used by Dalu was no longer a simple secret move, and his swordsmanship was no weaker than the Fengyun Twelve Styles.

The two killed for sixty breaths in a row, and the sputtering sword energy caused the barbarian warriors on the ground to suffer unspeakably.

When the two closed their hands, the power exuded from both sides reached its peak.

Dalu was panting heavily, but Wang Hao's breath was very steady. He has been fighting all the way to the realm of Tianwu since he started martial arts, and his combat experience and endurance are actually comparable to Dalu, the barbarian prince?
If it weren't for Daru's very weird body skills, Wang Hao would have definitely gained the upper hand.

"I really underestimated you!"

Daru forcibly calmed down his breath, instead of showing any anger on his face, on the contrary, his eyes shone with excitement.

"Practicing martial arts in my father's camp, those guys who are training with me, are afraid of accidentally hurting me, and refuse to fight with all their strength. It is really meaningless. You are very good!"

Wang Hao said calmly: "This is a battlefield, not a place where a prince like you should come."

"Are you laughing at me?" Dalu seemed very displeased with Wang Hao's words, his face became ugly.

"Do you really think that this is all my strength?!"

"Stupid! The most powerful power of our barbarians comes from the power bestowed by the gods we believe in. The stronger the gods we believe in, the stronger the power we can obtain!"

"I am the royal family, and the gods I believe in are the most powerful among the gods! And I am a prince, so I can get more powerful power than other believers!"

After saying that, Daru bit his finger, and a crystal drop of blood fell on the other arm.

His fingers, moving clouds and flowing water on his arm, drew a totem with complex patterns.

If you look carefully, you can see that the hidden god pattern in the totem is actually a tyrannosaur swallowing the sun!

After the totem painting was completed, Daru sang a low voice praising the gods.

In the sky above the battlefield, blood-red dark clouds condensed, covering thousands of miles, and the oppressed crowd could barely breathe.

Wang Hao once again felt the palpitating feeling when the evil god came, but the supernatural power of the Tyrannosaurus was more terrifying than the evil god.

Wang Hao raised his head and thought to himself, "Is this the strongest god that the barbarians believe in?"

A ray of red light descended from the sky and injected into Dalu's body.

"Hahahahahaha! Stupid human beings, let you have a good experience, the power of God!"

The red light dissipated, and Daru's figure reappeared. His body grew to two and a half meters, his skin turned into gray hard skin, and there were diamond-shaped protrusions on his face.

His hands turned into two sharp claws, glowing with metallic light.

The terrifying coercion enveloped the entire battlefield, and Dalu's power was not weaker than that of a martial artist in the ninth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm!
The guards on the city wall felt a suffocation in their hearts, and their arms wielding their swords became extremely heavy. On the other hand, the barbarian warriors were even more powerful.

Wang Hao's pupils constricted. He never expected that Dalu's psychic power not only enhanced his own strength, but also enhanced the strength of the barbarian warriors!

In just an instant, the stalemate on the battlefield was broken, and the human warriors retreated steadily, almost unable to defend the city wall.

"It can't go on like this!"

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and swiped the Longyuan sword to cut him. He had to make a quick decision, at least to break Dalu's psychic state.

The bloody sword light roared down, but Dalu didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it, and used his own head to block Wang Hao's sword.

"Snapped!"

The sword light fell, but it exploded into pieces of light spots. Dalu touched his forehead with a look of disdain.

"You have no chance of winning."

After the words fell, his body turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

Wang Hao stepped into the void, and there were continuous and rapid sonic booms around him. He knew that Daru was moving quickly beside him, but he couldn't find him at all.

Moreover, Dalu was not showing off his speed for no purpose, the rapid sonic boom turned into a magic sound and poured into Wang Hao's ears.

Wang Hao's heart started beating violently, and the heartbeat speed gradually approached the rhythm of the sonic boom created by Dalu.

Dalu's purpose is self-evident, he wants to make Wang Hao die of heartbreak!

"Dragon God Transformation!"

The golden dragon's breath ignited from Wang Hao's body, and at the same time, there were dragon patterns condensed in Wang Hao's right eye.

"The eyes of the true dragon!"

After improving his cultivation and activating the Horcrux, Wang Hao was finally able to capture a trace of Dalu's afterimage.

"it's here!"

The eyes of the real dragon firmly locked onto Dalu's afterimage. Wang Hao swung his sword, and dozens of sword beams slashed out, covering Dalu's front, back, left, and right spaces.

"too slow!"

Dalu's shouting voice sounded from in front of Wang Hao, Dalu swung his claws and grabbed Wang Hao's chest.

"Treading among the clouds!"

Wang Hao launched his movements, trying to dodge, but his speed was not faster than Dalu after all.

Five pillars of blood shot up to the sky, and there were five more claw marks on Wang Hao's chest. The claw marks were so deep that bones could be seen!
(End of this chapter)