The strongest training system

Chapter 421
Sword Thirteen has a total of thirteen moves, and Wang Hao has learned five moves, of which he can use the first four moves as he likes, but the fifth move needs time to accumulate strength.

When Cruz raised an objection, Wang Hao began to make preparations. Even if the opponent did not press him again and again, Wang Hao was ready to take action and teach him a lesson. He should show the right to the second prince and tell him to be more honest.

Sword Five, Yaoguang!
When the golden glow dissipated from the sky, Wang Hao had already put away his short sword. He was still calm and composed, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible fatigue.

Everyone stood where they were, as if nothing had happened.

The barbarians watching were very puzzled, what happened under the dazzling golden light?
In the entire camp, there were only five people who could clearly see Wang Hao's move.

The barbarian king's expression was calm, but there was a look of approval in the eyes of Mr. Bai and Elder Tuoba.

The eldest prince's face was a little stiff. Although he was already a strong man in the spiritual realm, Wang Hao's attack just now still made him feel amazed, or...shocked!
He thought to himself: "Is this really a method that martial artists at the Heavenly Martial Realm can use?"

The last one who saw Wang Hao's attack was the second prince, but he could only see an afterimage flashing by from the golden light.

His complexion was very ugly, and there was a look of disastrous defeat. He knew very well that he couldn't stop this move, even if he had transformed for the second time, he couldn't stop it!

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced, "If I hadn't left resolutely in the previous battle, I'm afraid I would have died by his sword!"

Thinking of this, the second prince's resentment towards Wang Hao became more intense.

"I must let him die!"

Discussions began to sound, and the barbarians onlookers didn't understand why the person who had just provoked Wang Hao didn't know how to do it.

On the contrary, they were like logs, motionless, with stiff expressions on their faces.

"puff!"

A hasty voice attracted all eyes, and a barbarian youth who was closest to Wang Hao spewed out a stream of blood from his chest.

Before everyone could be surprised, other barbarian youths who provoked Wang Hao also changed.

"Puff puff!"

Streams of blood poured out from their chests, and then they fell to their knees, clutching their wounds and gasping for breath.

These people were sweating profusely, their faces were twitching, their eyes were full of fear, and they didn't even have the courage to stand up.

The sharp edge of the sword pierced into the chest and grazed the heart. This clear feeling was obviously only a moment, but it seemed like a long day.

This is the feeling of being on the verge of death. If Wang Hao's hand holding the sword trembled, or their hearts beat half a minute earlier, they would be immortal at this time.

Every barbarian who provoked Wang Hao had his chest cut open, but none of them died. Who would dare to disobey such an exquisite sword technique?
Wang Hao walked in front of Cruz, and Cruz's legs and feet went limp, and he knelt down on his knees.

"Do you have any objections?"

Cruz raised his head reluctantly, and looked into Wang Hao's eyes. There was a flash of murderous intent in Wang Hao's eyes, which made him feel the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"No...no objection...you are No.1..."

Wang Hao raised his head and glanced at the others with icy eyes.

"Who else is dissatisfied?"

The entire camp was silent, except for a few powerful men with extremely advanced realms, no one dared to look at Wang Hao, their eyes dodged, and their hearts were filled with fear.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

The barbarian king applauded, "Sure enough, a hero is born, Elder Tuoba, let's announce the result!"

Elder Tuoba nodded, "The No.1 in this hunting ceremony is Mr. Hou!"

He paused, turned his wrist, and a box appeared in his palm.

The box is made of Bingxin Jade, which can seal the breath and energy fluctuations emitted by the objects in the box. This box alone is worth thousands of gold.

Everyone looked at the box with fiery eyes. Everyone knew that the rewards for the last hunting ceremony hosted by the king must be far more than before.

"Thank you."

Wang Hao expressed his thanks in a nonchalant manner, took the box and stuffed it into the inventory. What he did, disappointed those barbarians who wanted to see the beauty of the treasure.

The barbarian king didn't say anything more, turned around and went back to the camp. Elder Tuoba told everyone that they could do whatever they wanted, and the hunting ceremony came to an end.

Zhang Cheng came over and said congratulations to Wang Hao, but Mr. Bai disappeared.

Wang Hao took Jingjing back to the place where Garuda was repaired, found a small lake, and let Jingjing take a bath.

After washing off the dust of three years, and wearing Wang Hao's clothes cut from old clothes, Jingjing finally has the appearance of an ordinary girl.

However, Wang Hao could still notice a slight difference. In Jingjing's eyes, he could not see the carefree look in the eyes of children of the same age. Instead, there was a determined and strong gaze.

"Big brother, Jingjing has a request..."

Jingjing's eyes dodged a little, as if hesitating about something.

As if she had made up her mind, Jingjing's expression became resolute again, she knelt down on her knees, and begged.

"Big brother, I want to be a warrior!"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Jingjing would make such a decision.

He asked seriously: "Why do you want to practice martial arts?"

Jingjing said decisively: "In order to prevent more of my kind from having the same experience as me!"

Wang Hao was moved, and was caught by the barbarians, and lived alone in the wild for three years, which was full of ferocious beasts. This kind of experience is resentful.

But he didn't find a trace of anger in Jingjing's eyes, what Wang Hao saw was pure eyes.

Just like Jingjing said, she does not practice martial arts for revenge, but because she does not want more people to suffer the same suffering as her.

Wang Hao was moved by the girl. For the first time, he was moved to accept the idea of ​​apprentices.

"Okay, I'll teach you martial arts."

Jingjing's face was full of joy, and she seriously kowtowed to Wang Hao nine times.

"The master is above, and the disciples bow down."

Wang Hao gladly accepted Jingjing's gift of apprenticeship. He stretched out his hand to help Jingjing up, and at the same time injected a wave of vitality into her body.

Wang Hao's spiritual power is mixed in this elemental force, and he wants to check Jingjing's talent.

"what?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, with a joyful expression on his face, he suddenly found that the meridians in Jingjing's body were very smooth, and not even a trace of impurities could be found.

"Ordinary warriors can only cleanse the marrow and cut the veins in the Yuanwu realm, but Jingjing has never practiced before, how could..."

A flash of light flashed through Wang Hao's mind, and he suddenly realized.

"The space for the hunting ceremony was opened by the supreme powerhouse. The heaven and earth are full of vitality, not even weaker than the three heavens in the sacred domain. Jingjing spent three years here, which is of great benefit to her body."

"Besides, in the past three years, Jingjing has been running for her life all the time. This kind of physical exercise is no different from martial arts training to strengthen the body."

Seeing the change in Wang Hao's expression, Jingjing asked nervously, "Master, what's wrong?"

Wang Hao laughed loudly, "Very good! Very good! Three years of training have given you a talent for martial arts that no one else can match!"

Jingjing didn't understand, but she could hear the happy emotion from Wang Hao's words.

After checking Jingjing's talent, Wang Hao injected more spiritual power into Jingjing's body.

When martial artists practice martial arts, in addition to talent, what is more important is blood!Talent determines the speed of a warrior's practice, and blood determines the height a warrior can reach.

Jingjing's bloodline cannot condense the blood soul, so Wang Hao must carefully explore and find it.

Wang Hao's consciousness came to a void space, and in this void, there was a silver short sword shining with a fascinating light.

He walked in and observed carefully. It was a dagger that was only as long as an adult's forearm. The sword was engraved with dense ancient seal characters. Even Wang Hao couldn't recognize any of them.

The silver streamer flows on the blade, giving people an extreme sense of mystery.

The most attractive thing is the hilt of the dagger, which is very dignified, with a sky blue gem engraved on it.

In a mental state, Wang Hao couldn't use the Horcrux True Dragon's Eye to check the specific information of this silver dagger, but he believed that Jingjing's blood was destined to be extraordinary!

Back in the real world, Wang Hao couldn't wait to say: "Jingjing, I'll teach you how to practice!"

After seeing Jingjing's talent and bloodline, Wang Hao felt that it would be a waste of his talent to teach her a little later!

Jingjing was ecstatic, but when it came time to teach the exercises, Wang Hao encountered difficulties.

He has the Supreme Practice Notes bestowed by Menglong, and he knows as many cultivation techniques as there are stars.

Jingjing is a piece of jade in the rough, and how she will be shaped in the future depends on how Wang Hao makes the first cut.

"Jingjing's bloodline is a mysterious sword. Presumably in the future, she will be able to practice sword skills with half the effort, not even weaker than me who has Yazi's bloodline."

"Choosing exercises for her must be suitable for her blood!"

"There are a total of 27 exercises related to swords in my mind, each of which has been achieved by a supreme powerhouse, but it can be compared with the Nine Dragons Jue, but the stars are compared with the sun, and they are immediately dimmed .”

"As the saying goes, green out of blue is better than blue, I have to expand the road for my apprentice!"

Wang Hao closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and lightly touched his chest.

Inside his chest was inlaid the Pure Heart Jade, which was Yan San's treasure. Wang Hao tried to use this as a medium to communicate with his master.

Wang Hao felt his divine consciousness shot into the void, entering a realm of nothingness.

In this void, there is no concept of time, soon, or after a long time, Yan San's spiritual body appeared in front of Wang Hao.

"Disciple, what do you need to find a teacher?"

Wang Hao was a little happy in his heart. He was just trying, but he didn't expect to be able to contact his master.

"Master, my apprentice just accepted a grandson for you."

Yan San was stunned for a moment, then he disappeared, but soon reappeared.

"I just checked on that girl. Her talent and blood are very good. I didn't expect that I, Yan San, not only took in a new apprentice, but even had disciples and grandchildren."

Wang Hao chuckled, "The little girl's name is Jingjing, and I want to ask Master for a copy of the exercises for her."

(End of this chapter)