In the second session, Luo Bing personally selected an outsider disciple, who had a large figure, a tough appearance, and looked like a tough hand.
However, Long Chen still did not assign anyone to go up. Seeing that Long Chen had no instructions, an outsider of the Tiandihui jumped up.
That disciple, Long Chen, knew each other, and when he was in another court for assessment, he was crossing that strange river with tiger-mouthed fish, and Long Chen saved his life.
He was originally a member of Qi Xin's men, but, grateful for Long Chen's kindness, informed Qi Xin of his frame-up of Xiaoxue, and Long Chen took him into the Tiandihui.
The boy, named Zhu Feng, had good talent and was considered a leader among the outer disciples. Seeing him go up, Long Chen nodded, and another 80,000 merit points slowly ran this way.
The burly man opposite was also in the middle stage of Yi Jinjing. He glanced at Zhu Feng, who was only in the early stage of Yi Jinjing, and said disdainfully:
"You are not my opponent. If you know each other, get out of here, otherwise you will die "
"Let's do it " Zhu Feng shook his head and gently took out his long sword.
"Okay, since you want to die, I will help you "
The burly man snorted coldly and had a broad sword in his hand. It seemed that the weight was not light. It was estimated that he himself was good at strength.
"buzz"
As soon as the long sword was swung, people rushed towards Zhu Feng. The whole person was like a phantom, extremely domineering.
The disciples on the other side of the thirty-sixth house applauded, and among the disciples of the outer sect, the burly man was the most powerful.
Not only is he cultivating to be powerful, but his strength is also his strength. When fighting, he can take great advantage.
Seeing the burly man slashing him with a sword, Zhu Feng seemed not to see the broad sword in his hand. The long sword in his hand went straight to the opponent's heart and stabbed him, and the castration was fast and fast.
The burly man couldn't help but be startled. That blow was clearly a move to die together. Even if we want to die together, we have to find a time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted before we die together. How can we die together as soon as we come up?
Unbeknownst to him, this is how Long Chen instilled the battle on the battlefield to everyone:
Desperate is one of the most effective ways to kill, but it doesn't work for anyone, so it depends on the person.
"If you work hard, you will find those who have normal thinking and are greedy for life and fear of death. As long as you work hard, they will immediately soften".
Because they'll be afraid, they'll be afraid, and they'll never dare fight you for their lives, so you'll win half of it.
However, this method is not effective for everyone, except for madmen and fools, only true warriors are not afraid of death and dare to die with you.
And "real warriors have long been bearish on life and death, fearless and fearless. How can they be so vain and awesome like the people in front of them?"
So Zhu Feng didn't even think about it. As soon as he came up, it was a move to lose both sides. In the thinking of these disciples in the other courtyard, their lives were recovered, and it was Long Chen who just snatched them back from the God of Death.
They've made a profit, and they don't care even if they lose it, so they all dare to fight their lives, and only then can they show an unforward momentum in their bones.
Seeing Zhu Feng not blocking his broadsword, the burly man's face changed. Naturally, he was unwilling to lose both sides with others, so he hurriedly blocked the broadsword in his hand.
The two swords collided. After all, the burly man was powerful and took advantage of his cultivation. Zhu Feng was knocked back several steps.
The burly man snorted coldly: " is nothing more than "
The broad sword in his hand slashed Zhu Feng again, this time with greater strength, and the blow just now was nothing more than a temptation.
The second sword was even more swift, and almost as it was about to be slashed on Zhu Feng, the long sword in Zhu Feng's hand stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen.
However, Zhu Feng was not as fast as the opponent. If he followed this posture, the opponent's long sword would be cut on his shoulder one point faster.
But Zhu Feng's sword, without any wavering, you can cut me in two with one sword, and I can pass through your Dantian with one sword, and I will destroy you even if I die.
The burly man saw that Zhu Feng had always looked calm and did not grit his teeth. At first, he thought he was just scaring himself.
But he found out that he was wrong. This bastard was not afraid of death at all. He clearly had to grab a backrest before he died.
Originally, the burly man was considered a ruthless man among those disciples of the outer sect, and his actions were ruthless. Many of his disciples were injured by him.
But these days, those who are soft are afraid of being hard, those who are hard are afraid of being horizontal, and those who are horizontal are also afraid of risking their lives. In this world, there are not many people who are not afraid of risking their lives.
He was still full of contempt when he saw the thin and tall man lose, but now that he is confronting Zhu Feng, he finally understands the difficulties of the thin and tall man.
The long sword in his hand was only an inch away from slashing on the opponent's body, but the burly man took the long sword back and blocked the sword in front of his lower abdomen.
"chi"
Because it was a change of moves, the speed was slower than Zhu Feng's, and although Zhu Feng's sword was blocked at the last moment, the tip of the sword had already been tapped on his lower abdomen and a long mouth was cut through his clothes.
The burly man could even feel a coldness in his abdomen, thanks to the fact that he had taken his attack back, otherwise he would be ruined even if he did not die.
This blow made the sweat on the burly man's face come down. Looking at Zhu Feng's calm face, he was so cruel. This was simply not taking his own life seriously.
Buzz!
When the burly man was frightened, Zhu Feng had already killed him with a sword. His moves were extremely sharp. He did not seek power, but he sought to kill.
This is also why Long Chen doesn't let them compete in daily life. Competition will affect their habit of taking action. The purpose of fighting is to kill the other party, which is not child's play.
The current example is the best proof that the burly man, regardless of his cultivation and combat power, is much higher than Zhu Feng.
However, under Zhu Feng's desperate attack, he became restrained and looked forward and backward, and had no ability to perform.
This is also what Long Chen told them: When two people fight, the more afraid of death, the easier it is to die.
Only by transcending the shackles of death and escaping the fear of death can we make ourselves absolutely calm, more able to feel the changes in our surroundings, capture every flaw of the enemy, and exert our greatest strength.
"Winning the strong with the weak" is not really about winning the strong with the weak, but using your strongest part 100% to attack the weakest part of the opponent.
In terms of skills, combat skills, cultivation, strength, mind, will, etc., the average Zhu Feng is far weaker than the other party.
However, Zhu Fengguang relied on the strength of his will to completely destroy the other party's confidence and make the other party's combat power plummet. This is a typical point-breaking situation.
The burly man, except for the first move, gained the upper hand, and after the second move, he embarked on the old path of the first disciple.
Because Zhu Feng is ruthless and fights for his life, especially Zhu Feng always has a calm complexion, which is more frightening than his ferocious face.
Tang Wan'er couldn't help but shake her head and looked at Long Chen. The previous disciple's posture made her learn seven or eight points.
And this Zhu Feng actually learned Long Chen's expression nine points, and that breathtaking calmness was so similar.
Tang Wan'er felt amused when she thought about it. Almost everyone among the disciples in the other courtyard regarded Long Chen as an idol. In fact, no one knew that Long Chen was not yet seventeen years old and was one year younger than her.
It's just that Long Chen, with a calmness and calmness that doesn't match his age, has wisdom far beyond his peers, so everyone thinks he may be in his early twenties.
Looking at Long Chen leaning comfortably on the chair, Tang Wan'er felt warm in her heart. It felt so good to have Long Chen by her side.
She finds herself relying more and more on Long Chen, as if as long as Long Chen is there, even if the sky falls, his shoulders can be carried.
"bombard "
The ring burst, interrupting Tang Wan'er's thoughts all of a sudden, and he hurriedly looked up to the ring, only to see Zhu Feng's left arm drooping and his arm broken into several knots.
And the burly man opposite him, with one hand covering his throat, blood flowing from between his fingers, a look of fear on his face.
"you lost "
Although one of Zhu Feng's arms was broken into several sections, he had no expression on his face and pointed a long sword at the other party and said coldly.
There was silence, and everyone could see clearly with that move just now, and Zhu Feng blocked a broad sword with his arm, but the long sword slashed across the other's throat.
If Zhu Feng's long sword, poke a little further forward, then instead of slitting his throat, the human head falls to the ground.
The man had his throat cut open and was speechless, his eyes full of fear, and he hurriedly jumped off the ring.
As soon as he jumped off the ring, someone immediately stepped forward to rescue him, and a wooden cultivator stepped forward to stop his bleeding and heal his wounds.
If it is a mortal whose throat is cut, he will basically die, but for a practitioner, it is nothing to suppress the flow of blood.
Only a wound appeared in his neck, which made the man panic, and with the death escape, how could he still dare to stay in the ring.
With this man's defeat, let the disciples on this side of the thirty-sixth house sink in their hearts, this group of guys must be too cruel.
"bastard, you are so cruel "
Luo's face turned blue with ice. They were not good at such a way of fighting at all.
"ruthless?"
Long Chen smiled disdainfully: "This is also called ruthless, that only means that you are too naive and ignorant.
You can ask every brother beside me, which one did not climb out of the pile of dead, and which of the enemies of the same rank did not kill hundreds?
The battle across the steps is just commonplace. We all walked along the way through the bones and flesh of evil disciples.
When we face the test of blood and fire, you all lie in the honeypot and act coquettishly. Are you qualified to compare with us? How dare you look down on us? It's funny!"
With Long Chen's words, all the disciples of the other courtyard were proud from their hearts. They felt that their blood was hot again, as if they had returned to the battlefield where they fought with Long Chen.
"Don't talk nonsense, you lost again in the second game, hurry up and give money " Longchen secretly scolded himself for what he had to say to her, don't come over and slap our faces, then come on.
"Don't worry, I, Luo Bing, will never rely on the accounts of a group of beggars. Luo Bing snorted coldly, shook his hand and threw his nameplate over, asking Elder Tufang to collect it himself.
One is that she believes that Tu Fang does not dare to accept more of her merit points, and the other is that if she does it herself, the feeling of cutting the flesh is very bad.
When the nameplate returned to Luo Bing's hands again, another 80,000 merit points were missing from the nameplate in his hand.
Although Luo Bing tried her best to pretend to be indifferent, the corner of her mouth shook slightly, which marked that she was not in a good mood.
"Humph, in the next game, we will change levels, and the core disciples will fight ".