Chapter 416: Let You Lose Clearly

The last to come is a very high-end term in martial arts.

To be able to do this, you must have the speed and awareness that is far superior to your opponent.

Xiao Lou listened to Chunyu's knife technique overnight, which is known for being fast and accurate, and the speed of his shot is undoubted, and no one has ever seen a knife technique faster than him.

The body style of "Great Martial Immortal" only affects movement, dodge and jumping, and the player's shooting speed comes entirely from the skills learned.

Not to mention that the Shaolin Temple's exercises are mainly based on arm strength, not for the speed of the shot, even Song Yang, a disciple of the Carefree School with exquisite moves, is only sure that he can cut in front of Xiaolou before listening to the spring rain overnight, and it is still difficult to do it if you want to come first.

Wang Yuan's comprehension is extremely low, and the exercises he has learned are the most simple and crude martial arts, and his shots are far less than Xiao Lou's listening to the spring rain overnight, but he can press back Xiao Lou's knife to listen to the spring rain all night before Xiao Lou listens to the spring rain all night, which shows that his realm is closer to the first level after the first to come, and it has reached the point of fighting slowly and quickly.

It can be seen that Wang Yuan's realm cultivation is profound, and his prediction is accurate, and he has reached the realm of a grandmaster.

In today's kung fu circle, Song Yang can cultivate kung fu to her level in her twenties, and she is definitely a highly talented martial arts practitioner, which has always been something that Song Yang is extremely proud of.

But seeing Wang Yuan's hand at this time, Song Yang finally realized what it means to have a sky outside the sky and someone outside the world.

Although Wang Yuan is a few years older than Song Yang, the gap between the two has exceeded too much.

What surprised Song Yang even more was that she and Wang Yuan had known each other for so long, and she had never seen Wang Yuan practice boxing, which means that this guy didn't have to work hard at all to have such a high level of martial arts cultivation, if this kid was as diligent as herself, wouldn't it be stronger?

For a while, Song Yang was a little distracted, he never expected that there would be such a talented master in the world.

As everyone knows, the level of martial arts to Wang Yuan is already the ceiling, and if you want to go further, you must have a lot of actual combat experience, where is there still actual combat conditions in this society, the only place that can be actually fought is in the game, but Wang Yuan's comprehension is extremely low, and if you want to cultivate martial arts to the same level as others, you must pay several times the effort.

For example, Donkey Kong palms, Wang Yuan had to concentrate on clapping tens of thousands of palms in order to ascend to the next level.

Wang Yuan's talent is not low, compared to his father, it is just a little worse, just because he is too lazy in kung fu has not made much achievements, and now in the game in order to enhance the realm of high-intensity training for a long time, his realm is naturally improving rapidly.

Song Yang is just the opposite, this girl has a very high understanding, it is easy to practice the exercises, and she also has to learn useless things such as qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, Qimen Dunjia, etc., in terms of training intensity, in fact, it is much worse than Wang Yuan.

Genius is not terrible, what is terrible is that genius works harder than you, so it is reasonable that Song Yang's realm is not as good as Wang Yuan.

It can be seen from this that low comprehension is not a bad thing, at least it can make people's cultivation more solid.

"Impossible...... It couldn't be ......."

Xiao Lou didn't have as many thoughts as Song Yang when he heard the spring rain all night, although he also knew that his move was pressed back by Wang Yuan, but he didn't know how strong he needed to do this.

After stabilizing his mind a little, Xiao Lou listened to the roar of the spring rain all night, took a step back and drew the knife again.

Wang Yuan was still not in a hurry, took half a step forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it again, and once again pressed the knife that Xiao Lou had listened to the spring rain all night back into the scabbard.

"This ......"

Xiao Lou's heart suddenly cooled when he listened to the spring rain overnight.

The first time someone pressed the knife back, it can be said to be a coincidence, but how could such a coincidence happen for the second time in a row.

In a panic, Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain overnight, turned around, came to the other side of Wang Yuan, and turned around to draw a knife.

However, Wang Yuan didn't look at it, and waved his left hand back.

"Smack!"

Xiao Lou's knife that listened to the spring rain overnight was pressed back again.

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain overnight and constantly changed his pace, direction, and angle, trying to avoid Wang Yuan interrupting and pulling out the knife.

But Wang Yuan was like a leisurely stroll, very casually, turned around, waved his hand, took out his palm, and slapped back the long knife that Xiaolou had listened to the spring rain all night before it was unsheathed.

The first knife!

The second knife!

The third knife!

……

The Ninth Knife!

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain and made nine knives in a row, without exception, all of them were slapped back by Wang Yuan's palm, and the knives have not been unsheathed so far.

The audience was dumbfounded.

At first, everyone thought that Xiao Lou was doing some new trick by listening to the spring rain overnight...... But these nine knives in a row didn't pull out the knife, even the most stupid players can see that Xiao Lou listened to Chunyu overnight where is the new move, obviously it was completely suppressed by the monk opposite.

Although everyone doesn't know how technical Wang Yuan's shots are, and he can knock back the opponent's attack every time, everyone can also see how terrible Wang Yuan's methods are that he can't pull out the legendary sword immortal...... The gap between the two is obviously not a star and a half.

"This ...... Is this monk so powerful? ”

Everyone couldn't even believe that this shameless and obscene monk who was planning to cheat and win after entering the arena had such skills.

Damn, with such a great ability, and still have to be shameless, this monk is really a cheap scumbag.

"Wow, yes!"

Wang Yuan's side, completely like an adult playing with children, Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain all night, but the more he beat the mood, the more collapsed, Xiao Lou, who did not draw the knife nine times in a row, listened to the spring rain and listened to the spring rain all night, at this time he was already flustered, and shouted loudly: "Don't cheat!" Eat me with a knife! ”

"Trickery?"

The rabble is full of black lines, is this a good technique, why is it a fraud in your eyes?

The audience also covered their faces and sighed when they heard this...... It seems that Xiaolou has been abused by this monk after listening to Chunyu all night.

People interrupt your attack with their ability, and you are not as good as others but shout at others to cheat, this is obviously not able to lose, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and it is not a shame to lose the game, and it is the most shameful to lose if you can't afford to lose.

"Oh? You think you're going to kill me with a single sword? ”

Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

"With just one knife, one knife I can kill you!" Xiaolou heard the spring rain shouting all night.

"Really? I will fulfill you! ”

When the word "you" came out, Wang Yuan suddenly stood in place, his left hand behind him, and his right hand forward, with a momentum like a deep mountain.

At this time, Wang Yuan hooked his hand to Xiao Lou and listened to Chunyu all night and said, "Come, I'll let you lose clearly!" ”

"! What did he think? ”

Seeing that Wang Yuan was really standing there and wanted to let the opponent slash, everyone was a little surprised, they had never seen such an inflated one, this grandson was really standing there and letting people cut it.

"You go to die!"

Xiao Lou was stunned for a moment when he heard the spring rain all night, and then he was furious, and then he took a step forward and rushed to Wang Yuan, pulling his right hand.

"Zila!"

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain all night, and the long knife finally came out of its sheath, making a long-lost sword sound, and slashed at Wang Yuan's throat.