Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 661 660 Guangmu's Experiment · [Duofa Wine]!
The sword is like a prison!
This is Zhang Guangmu's first move name announced to the public.

Under the eyes of everyone, the [Mirage Sword] hanging high in the air was surrounded by water mist, and hundreds of sharp swords were transformed into it.

Following Zhang Guangmu's order, these fog swords tore through the strong wind one after another and fell from the sky.

They fell so fast that even the nineteen swordsmen on the Dayi Sword Stage were from the top sects and had impressive strength, they could not escape the attack of the Wujian.

puff!puff!puff! ...

The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh and blood rang out intensively, and in an instant, the entire Yijiantai was stained red with blood.

"presumptuous!"

"How dare Zhuzi slaughter his comrades like this?!"

"Woo... Brother Xu! I will avenge you now!"

"What a ruthless evil heretic!"

"Zhang Guangmu, you should die!"

Seeing this scene, several heads who were not deep enough in the city mansion suddenly became furious!
Famous sects are often used to protecting their weaknesses, and white-glove disciples who are willing to do the dirty work for the master's sect are even rarer.

Seeing their elites being dressed as hedgehogs by Zhang Guangmu, they immediately hated this arrogant unknown person, and even planned to end the game themselves, making Zhang Guangmu pay the price in blood.

only……

Before they could leave, they were pulled back by the people around them.

"Don't be impulsive! They are still alive! They are not dead!"

"Through [Siming Sword], I can clearly feel that although they were all injured and lost a lot of blood, their vitality is still strong!"

"Zhang Guangmu's style is called "Sword Like Prison", not "Slaughter Field". It must have his deep meaning..."

Only then did everyone belatedly notice that although the nineteen swordsmen pierced by the dense fog sword were covered in blood red and looked miserable, like blood men, none of them died as a result.

Those fog swords were embedded in the bodies of the nineteen swordsmen like shackles piercing through the lute bone.

The swordsmen who were tied into hedgehogs did not continue to bleed from the wounds, and they were even struggling vigorously.

It's just that they are not capable enough, and they can only move within a diameter of about ten centimeters from the center of their feet, as if they were imprisoned in an invisible prison.

At this time, people began to think about the name of Zhang Guangmu's moves.

"The sword is like a prison? It should not be the jade of the jade, nor the Yu of the imperial chariot, but the prison that refers to the prison!"

"A conventional prison refers to a place where prisoners are held, but Zhang Guangmu's move "Sword Like Prison" is specially used to imprison powerful swordsmen..."

"Hiss... What a terrifying spirit sword skill! How did he do it?"

"I don't understand! I don't understand!"

"A very strong [control type] spirit sword skill! Only the lethality is a bit weaker...it's a pity."

"No pity! A talent like Zhang Guangmu is definitely the most popular in [Question Sword]! Even as a [Rental Swordsman], he can be sought after by all major factions!"

"A strong man of this level can already change the fate of the entire sect by himself!"

In fact, the vast majority of viewers still underestimated Zhang Guangmu's methods, thinking that his moves could only achieve control effects.

In fact, the seemingly exciting and fierce fighting is under control.

[Mirage Sword] Splitting the blade, piercing the group of enemies with hundreds of mist swords, the degree of bloodiness is not high, there is no broken arm and stump flying around, and even a single person is not killed.

The swordsmen who were pierced by the water mist sword shadow struggled in place, their faces were full of pain, their expressions were suffering, and their eyes gradually became cloudy.

Their sanity seemed to be being eroded bit by bit, and they were uttering some incomprehensible words.

"It's tiring to practice the basic skills! Fortunately, I have a good talent. Even if I am so slack and lazy every day, I can still practice swordsmanship that is not weak..."

"Hahahaha! A man has finally come to this world, and he should kill and set fire, and do all kinds of evil! Let me go, let me kill you! What bullshit is bullying the weak? The law of the jungle is the truth of the world!"

"I made up my mind to practice swords seriously in order to pursue the second senior sister? The reason why I put my love on the sword cannot be so vulgar! Demon girl! You are not my second senior sister! You are my demon! I want to... woo! Don't force me Do it! You go! I don't want to see you again!"

"What's wrong with chasing power and wealth?! I'm so poor that I went to the mountain gate to practice swords just for these two things! Eccentric old man, why don't you hurry up and die!"

After the nineteen swordsmen vented hysterically, the fog swords on their bodies gradually dissipated, and they sat cross-legged on the ground one after another. Although they no longer looked like hedgehogs before, they seemed to be in a state of half-dream and half-awake.

Li Xiaoxiao, who had been watching quietly with her injuries and kept silent, suddenly clapped her hands and praised: "Good trick!"

"What a "Sword Like Prison"!"

"Don't target someone alone, torture Jian Xin directly, without hurting his body, but training his heart."

"This move is simply a grindstone of faith!"

Li Xiaoxiao guessed part of the reason for this move, because outsiders were there, she ignored the key parts, and only analyzed the details that would definitely be seen by others.

He suspects that this "Sword Like Prison" is actually a double-edged sword.

Most people will be tortured if they take this trick, fall into an upside-down dreamland, and become fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

but……

A person with a firm belief and an extremely clear sword heart may actually get a blessing in disguise, see through his heart, break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and become even stronger.

No matter what, this spirit sword technique called "Sword Like Prison" was a final decision, directly subduing nineteen swordsmen.

The result of the sword fight is very clear.

No referee is needed, everyone can see that Zhang Guangmu won.

The nineteen defeated swordsmen were awakened one after another, and after knowing their performance, they left one by one in a daze.

At this time, the little white regiments were also excitedly talking about the battle just now.

"The sword crushes the heroes, Chi!"

"I am number one in the universe!"

"Handsome handsome!"

"I feel like I'm exaggerating a bit too much, but in the world of "Sword, Vanity Fair", Zhang Guangmu may already have the sword emperor level combat power!"

"No! No! He hasn't reached the level of the three sword emperors! The group control ability of "Sword Like Prison" is indeed super strong, but it has a major flaw! It can only provide control. If Zhang Guangmu has killing intent, maybe It will stimulate the enemy to wake up from the environment, causing this trick to be cracked!"

"It's indeed a bit short, but it's not because of the moves—I just suspended the immersive viewing mode, and found that Zhang Guangmu's [Physical Strength] and Mirage Sword's [Sword Energy Reserve] have actually been squandered!"

"So, Mu Zai's sword to pick the nineteen sects seems to be infinitely beautiful and easy to handle, but it is actually a bit difficult?!"

The success of manifesting the sage, Zhang Guangmu's face was calm, but he was very happy in his heart, but...

He has more important things to deal with right now, so he has no time to continue the beauty.

What the audience didn't know was that the so-called "Sword Like Prison" was just a cover put up by Zhang Guangmu.

The solo heroes who seem to be full of heroism and fierce battle are in essence, an experiment by Zhang Guangmu.

The purpose of picking the [-]th sect with the sword was just to collect the human body data and experimental data of the swordsmen.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it is time to go back and sort out the benefits.

……

Feihong Fencing Club.

During the Golden Autumn Yijian Festival, Li Xiaoxiao fought twice in a row. Although he lost to Lin Chimou in the second match, he did not feel depressed because of it. On the contrary, he strengthened his belief and improved his overall strength.

Zhang Guangmu's unnamed disciple Lin Zitong, after relying on rote memorization to forcibly practice the set of boxing techniques he taught, which is essentially "Empire Body Training", he studies hard every day, trying to surpass his brother and prove himself.

Because of the stunning performances of Li Xiaoxiao and Zhang Guangmu, Feihong faction doesn't even need to advertise now, as someone will come to their door every day.

Such a change made Chu Fan laugh from ear to ear all day long.

After recruiting a few good seedlings with potential and talent and two ready-made fighters, Chu Fan completed the deal with the Dukang faction, took a golden wine gourd, and went to the training room to find Zhang Guangmu.

"Take it!"

Zhang Guangmu took off the stopper from the heavy golden gourd in Chu Fan's hand, and suddenly felt a strong and fragrant smell of wine hit his face: "Wine?"

Chu Fan replied with a smile: "It contains [Dufa Wine], which is also the most precious medicine!"

"It uses Jianxin bamboo shoots, Xuanyang grass, thousand-year-old ginseng, refining marrow fat, magic Xuanguo and many other precious materials, and uses special techniques and sword energy to adjust the medicinal properties. It took 60 years to brew such a gourd. !"

"Quick, drink it, it's good for your health!"

(End of this chapter)