Chapter 318: Three-State Unconventional Vs. Four-State Peak

"Not bad, you can still stand up after being kicked by me, you are quite tenacious."

Bai Wuhen walked towards Jiang Qian slowly with the silver-white antlers that grew out of his palms.

The sharp antlers flashed with a fascinating silver light, extending from the fingers and palms, forming a striking coverage like the branches of a big tree.

Jiang Qian focused on Bai Wuhen's antlers. The fangs that had formed overlapping blades were secretly thickening and sharpening, so that each re-polished tooth was arranged in the most efficient and perfect shape angle.

He did not respond.

There is no need to say too many harsh words, the key is still strength and results.

After Bai Wuhen entered the attack range, Jiang Qian jumped up, and while performing the snake shadow stealth, the overlapping blades of both hands hit Bai Wuhen's antlers!

This is a technique learned and improved from the butterfly knife.

Perfect tooth polishing, plus the butterfly knife's superb double-sword flow skills.

Combining all the combat experience that has been "contained" and the foundation that has been integrated into his bones and blood, his moves are launched like flowing water, perfect and free!

After several confrontations in a flash, Bai Wuhen's silver-white flawless antlers have been left with mottled gaps...

The reserve and instructors in the review seats were all overwhelmed and sighed:

"Fuck, is this the top four-state fighting technique? Such a fierce rhythm..."

"No wonder he has never shown his skills before. This kind of domineering and dangerous attack method is really not something that ordinary people can handle."

"Oh my, oh my! Look, Qianlong Wuyong's combat technique is starting to be wrong!"

"Incredible, he can fight back and forth with the chief instructor... Who said Qianlong Wuyong has a weakness in martial arts? With this technical content, even the experienced master may not be able to use it..."

The reserve saw Jiang Qian start to exert his strength, and they were all overjoyed.

Although everyone initially had some complaints about Qianlong Wuyong, who had taken up many of his colleagues' places, after the contact and cooperation during the training, everyone's views became more objective.

Especially at the moment, in the ceremonial battle at the martial arts test site, the reservists certainly supported the reservists. Everyone secretly expected that the best of this reservist could beat the instructors, making this training session memorable for later generations.

But the instructors didn't think so:

"What's going on? Didn't they say that Qianlong Wuyong was a rookie before becoming a super species player? He doesn't look like a good player, does he?"

"He does have some real skills. His super coordination and balance, as well as his control and use of the muscle groups in his arms, and his skilled double-sword skills, are not something that can be achieved in a short period of time. Needless to say, at least ten years of hard work." An instructor specializing in martial arts commented.

Someone immediately sneered: "He is only in his early twenties, where did he get ten years of hard work?"

"Maybe it's talent! Otherwise, how can we explain that a three-state fusion body can survive more than twenty moves under Mr. Bai?"

"No, Mr. Bai didn't use his full strength at all."

But Rafflesia shook her head, she raised her shoulders and focused on the two figures on the field:

"Look at Bai Wuhen's state, he is so relaxed that it's like he is playing a game..."

On the ring, the two figures separated.

Jiang Qian stepped firmly with his legs and looked calmly at Bai Wuhen who was calm not far away.

He finally understood that this guy was "playing" with him.

He used a stronger force to integrate most of his moves, and constantly tested his background within a controllable range.

But this was still within Jiang Qian's expectations.

Because Jiang Qian also hoped that he would do this, which would be more meaningful than urgently ending the battle. Jiang Qian was lacking a sparring partner with strong martial arts skills to test the skills he got from the "containment" copy.

Bai Wuhen has learned the true teachings of the ancient tribe and was even Ye Xiaojing's instructor. This role is none other than him.

"Good skills, amazing."

Bai Wuhen examined the scratches and flaws on the alien antlers on his palms and smiled indifferently.

The gaps in the antlers healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the healed color was not as white as when it was first used.

During the repair of the alien limbs, he looked up at Jiang Qian:

"It shouldn't be, you shouldn't be so difficult. Is it the confidence given to you by the "containment" copy? Did you receive a gift from the "containment" copy?"

Bai Wuhen's eyes were full of scrutiny.

Jiang Qian smiled and did not deny: "It seems that you have done a lot of homework."

"After all, he is a key figure entrusted by the ten tribes, and you can't not pay attention to it." Bai Wuhen showed sarcasm.

"Oh? Is this why you care about it? "

Jiang Qian and Bai Wuhen stared at each other coldly, and their fighting spirit suddenly erupted!

As their figures intersected, their weapons collided, and in a flash they exchanged several moves...

However, the brief exchange just now caused a violent reaction among the reserve and instructor teams on the scene!

"What were they talking about just now, the "containment" copy? Is it the S-level deathmatch copy where the winning rate is only 1/49 and the chance of survival depends entirely on luck?"

"Yes, I have also learned about this dungeon. It is called the arena that martial arts geeks dream of! The environment is pure and the structure is simple, but the chance of survival is very small. This is mainly because it gives the strong enough space to crush and conquer the weak, but only one person can get the highest reward."

The sixth player in the canyon explained excitedly:

"And this only top player will copy and obtain his most proud martial arts techniques and template props from the opponent he defeated as a combat genius. This is a typical winner-takes-all dungeon!"

The other reserve players were so excited that they drooled.

"So exaggerated? What does the chief instructor mean? Does he mean that Qianlong Wuyong cleared the "Containment" dungeon and became the only top winner among the 49 people?"

"You are wrong, isn't it said that the great Qianlong has a weakness in martial arts? "Containment" is the world of martial arts geeks, and ordinary people can't match this kind of weird dungeon..."

"You are too narrow-minded to think like this. "

Night Dragonfly smiled and said:

"Just because Mr. Qianlong has conquered a very difficult strategy-type dungeon, you can't ignore his combat talent, right? I remember that in "Children's Paradise", Mr. Qianlong had shown extraordinary combat power. "

"I can also testify to this. "Children's Paradise" is not a place that can be passed by just using your brain, otherwise there wouldn't be so many colleagues trapped in it for many years. "

Honghu Yufei sighed:

"You can see that he is really strong. It's not just a good brain, and there are no obvious shortcomings in other aspects. "

He had seen the excessive discussion about Qianlong Wuyong in the forum a long time ago. He said a few fair words, but they fell on deaf ears.

Water friends are more keen on playing gimmicks, and are not very interested in objective and simple truths.

"In that case, isn't the great god Qianlong, who received the fruits of the "containment" victory, even more powerful now? !"

"That's the truth. ”

“Now the truth is out, it’s amazing!”

“Now it seems that the chief instructor is in danger…”

The reservists were excited again, only Senxi looked at the figure in the field silently and deeply.

He was wondering: Is there really no weakness?

In the judging panel, the instructors’ faces became a little solemn:

“They mentioned the “containment” copy, right?”

“Well, the kid didn’t deny it, so it should be.”

“That explains it. His skills and the style of his moves can’t deceive people.”

“So…”

Rafflesia’s tone was hesitant:

“Qianlong Wuyong is a combat genius? Instead, he is a combat genius who has been "received" and crowned, and has a martial arts background..."

In the field, Jiang Qian's wings spread out!

After quickly becoming familiar with Bai Wuhen's offensive rhythm, Jiang Qian began to use the flying ability of his wings to get off the ground, ride the wind and gradually switch to an angle higher than Bai Wuhen, launching a new intensive offensive.

The audience was filled with passion.

The sharp antlers that grew out of Bai Wuhen's palms branched out and extended again!

The attack range expanded rapidly, but Jiang Qian was able to use the help of his wings to display his skills in a wider space.

With a crisp "click".

Under the eyes of the crowd, Bai Wuhen Pupils condensed! The antlers that grew from both palms broke apart under high-frequency friction.

Jiang Qian aimed at the right time, and several more fangs grew from his fingers and palms, forming a "biting" device with the tiger's mouth as the axis.

He aimed at one side, made a feint, and used defense as offense to capture Bai Wuhen's limbs, and succeeded.

Without any hesitation, he "bited" half of the antler tightly - "click"!

The antler broke and shattered in the fangs...

Everyone's heart trembled when they saw it!

Jiang Qian took advantage of the victory and turned his body sideways with extremely clever balance skills, biting Bai Wuhen's other limbs at a tricky angle!

This move shocked everyone.

"What? Bitten off?!"

"It seems that Qianlong Wuyong's fangs are not only toxin injectors, they can also do dynamic bites! ”

“Too brutal, using the fangs of a snake to display the biting power of a large beast…”

“What a terrifying experience it must be to fight a guy of this level…”

Even many instructors in the training camp had never seen or heard of the grand scene of Chief Instructor Bai Wuhen’s limbs being broken.

And the reserve soldiers in the spectator seats were immersed in the masterful and superb fighting skills of the Great God Qianlong, and were convinced.

At this historic moment, Bai Wuhen, without a weapon, was like a lamb to be slaughtered in front of Jiang Qian’s fangs.

At least it looked like that.

But Jiang Qian retreated decisively!

He was a step slower.

Bai Wuhen suddenly jumped up and slashed at Jiang Qian’s “broken limb”!

The broken antlers were regenerated at an extraordinary speed, showing a darker color than the original pure white.

Jiang Qian quickly spread his wings and adjusted his fangs. In the process of advancing and retreating, the two were entangled again.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but follow the nervous heartbeat, and in a brief moment, goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

The rhythm of the following battle suddenly accelerated a lot.

Jiang Qian used his palms as upper and lower jaws, and used his carefully arranged teeth to bite the opponent's alien limbs again and again, but he could never get a chance to strike a fatal blow.

Bai Wuhen's antler alien limbs continued to break, and the broken bone residues were scattered all over the ground, but he didn't care.

Because they can grow again after they break.

And each new antler is darker in color than the previous one, but the texture is harder and sharper each time.

Time passed by, but there was no progress in the battle on the field.

Princess Senxi, Honghu Yufei and others sitting in the spectator seats also gradually noticed something strange.

"What's going on? Teacher Qianlong's rhythm has slowed down?" Ye Qingting was a little worried.

"It's not slowing down, it's being suppressed."

Princess Senxi sighed:

"This is the huge gap between the three-state and the four-state. Even a high-level player like Qianlong Wuyong, a combat genius who can pass the "containment", cannot overturn the disparity in power brought by the level."

"Senxi is right. Look at the chief instructor, his rhythm has remained stable from beginning to end. Whether it is breaking corners or suppressing in the air, it can't mess up his rhythm."

Honghu Yufei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while speaking:

"Although Qianlong Wuyong's combat power has surpassed most of the reserve forces here, he still has no way to deal with the masters at the peak of the four states and is suppressed to death."

Only Canyon Laoliu disagrees with this view:

"No. Qianlong Wuyong, he is not such a person..."

He always felt that something was wrong, and the feeling was particularly strong now.

In the two months of long-term coexistence with Qianlong Wuyong in the "Hungry Ghost Apocalypse" copy, the opponent's wisdom and means all made him bow down.

But at the moment, Qianlong Wuyong, who was fighting hard with the chief instructor of the promotion training camp and gradually showing a declining trend, made him feel a trance of dislocation.

At this time on the field, Jiang Qian's hands "bite" Bai Wuhen's palms of strange deer antlers at the same time!

Under the tense focus of the reserve and instructors, the "click" sound did not come.

On Jiang Qian's chest and side simultaneously bared countless fangs and poked at Bai Wuhen!

However, Bai Wuhen only showed an expression of fearlessness.

Then, the tip of the deer antler clamped by the fangs stretched rapidly, inserted horizontally into the gap between the fangs growing on Jiang Qian's chest, and clamped the protruding fangs.

Bai Wuhen suddenly crossed his hands, shook off the restraints, and kicked off several fangs.

Jiang Qian fell several meters away, the bandage on his chest cracked, and the skin bruised by the fangs and antlers was bright red.

But he still used his extraordinary balance to stabilize his lower body, landed gently, and quickly repaired the broken fangs in his palms...

"Look! The fangs of the great Qianlong are broken!"

"What do you mean, have the teeth that can bite off the antlers become brittle?"

"Maybe the opponent's antlers have become hard, so hard that they can no longer be bitten off by fangs..."

The other reservists also gradually saw the situation clearly, and the previously burning passion has gradually returned to rationality.

But their "return" still failed to keep up with the reversal of the fighting trend.

"What's wrong, kid, can't bite anymore?"

Bai Wuhen raised his palms with a little pride, and the antlers as black as coal were not damaged at all.

"It seems that your kung fu is not up to par yet... Well, I've played with you for almost enough, so let's do as you wish."

As he spoke, the smile disappeared from Bai Wuhen's mouth.

Jiang Qian's pupils contracted, and he quickly stretched out his hand to block, spreading his wings to dodge in the air!

But in the next moment, his neck was grabbed, and he was pressed down to the ground. With a "bang", his back hit the ground!

All the rich reserve were stunned.

Including the instructor team in the judging seat, their expressions changed instantly.

The strong murderous intent released by Bai Wuhen made the atmosphere of the entire venue drop to the freezing point.

"Do you understand? This is the huge difference between you and me, an insurmountable gap in level."

With the fangs slashing, Jiang Qian turned over and escaped from Bai Wuhen's palm!

But just as he supported the ground to stabilize his body, Bai Wuhen's attack immediately came again.

"I got you."

Compared to the beginning, Bai Wuhen seemed to be a different person. His attack strength and speed were upgraded again, and he was as unstoppable as thunder.

Jiang Qian seemed to have no power to fight back.

But Bai Wuhen's attack did not stop, whether in action or in words:

"Is that all? Is this the star promoted by the official license holder? Hahaha... You have wasted the power you got from "containment"!"

...

"Don't you want to use your strength to seek justice? Sorry, I don't see your sincerity! With your level, how dare you challenge me, huh?"

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"Don't overestimate your ability..."

...

"Boss Bai!"

After enduring for a while, Rafflesia suddenly stood up from the judging seat, looking surprised and said:

"You can stop now! The winner has been decided..."

"Not yet."

Bai Wuhen responded coldly:

"Why don't you ask him yourself if he is willing to admit defeat?"

As he said that, he raised his foot and kicked Jiang Qian, who was crawling on the ground motionless.

"Fuck..." All the reserve soldiers in the spectator seats had stood up, and everyone was very excited.

At this moment, the instructor team also spoke up:

"Boss, you beat him up, and we can't explain it!"

"The opponent is Qianlong Wuyong! This punishment is not something you can bear..."

"Chief Instructor, please stop! It's over!!"

"Call the medical team!!"

"Teacher Qianlong..."

While various voices were mixed, the entire martial arts test venue suddenly became noisy!

"Everyone be quiet!"

Bai Wuhen shouted sternly, and the pressure instantly enveloped the whole venue.

He walked away from Jiang Qian reluctantly.

Except for the medical team who rushed over, everyone stopped and stared at him with dissatisfaction, anger or confusion. Including the instructors in the judging panel.

Bai Wuhen was unaware of this, rubbed his bloodstained palms, and said calmly:

"The martial arts test is over. Please wait here for the scores to be announced. Before that, no walking is allowed."

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