C20 A Bear Is Not a Bear

A few of Xiong Ba's veterans were already standing there with their hands folded in front of their faces. The miserable ending of Xiong Ba had already appeared in their minds.

However, in Wu Yun's eyes, this white cultivator's muscles and bones were all relaxed and weak. He already knew that this young man had not reached the Great Perfection Stage yet, but the weapon in his opponent's hand had caught his attention.

It was a book with a snow-white cover, and one could even see the words written on it. With a single sweep of his will, he was certain that the other party was holding a book, not just a brick.

With a book as a weapon, he had never seen anyone using Hongmeng Universe before.

With books as the board and words as the battle, every single stroke could display powerful strength. It was possible to write a heavy character that could transform it into a force of ten million jin, falling from Tian'er.

Of course, all of this was under the premise that he had sufficient martial strength. With his current strength, it was impossible for Bai Xiu to do so.

Bai Xiu's eyes were sharp, the white book held in front of his chest, his expression was calm, and his domineering aura could be felt.

Battle – begin!

Bai Xiu's light and nimble steps had already retreated, and her finger was hurriedly drawing on the book. A blade qi instantly flew out and rushed towards Wu Yun's neck.

The speed of the blade qi was so fast that in an instant, there was only a hair's breadth of difference between the two.

All the onlookers present held their breath, apart from those who had watched the fight between Wu Yun and Ma Zhaoyang. They watched the fierce fight and felt their necks go cold. They once again fell silent for Brother Xiong Ba for three seconds …

However, Bai Xiu's sword, which seemed like it would hit him, actually sliced past Wu Yun's neck. Bai Xiu's eyes narrowed. It actually missed!

Another sizzling sound rang out. Bai Xiu continued to control the distance between him and Wu Yun.

Sword!

A complete word floated out from the book. At one moment, it was just a word in front of everyone's eyes, but in the next moment, it directly turned into a sharp sword that pierced towards Wu Yun.

With an imposing manner, the power that erupted from his body could be compared to a martial arts technique!

Wu Yun stepped forward and easily dodged the sharp sword's attack. Who would have thought that the sharp sword didn't dissipate like the Qi from the blade just now. Instead, it silently curved and pierced towards Wu Yun's back.

The spectators couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. They were all thinking if they could avoid this attack if they were to bring themselves in.

They only had one answer, and that was no!

"As expected of the genius and elite of the Jian Han Institute!"

"This is too amazing!"

Immediately, there were endless praises.

Clank, clank ~

Wu Yun struck back with his sword and the sound of a collision rang out. The sword formed from the word 'sword' had been shattered. Perhaps to others, encountering this move would result in a great loss. But in front of Wu Yun, everything was within the range of his will.

Bai Xiu agilely swam around the area as the book in his hands glowed with light. He stared at his opponent who was slowly turning around, Xiong Ba Tian Tian Tian … I've never heard of him, but he's very strong!

Although he did not use his full strength, it was better than being caught unawares. To be able to receive this move completely unharmed … Very little. An excited feeling filled his mind. This opponent can make me release that move!

Shua shua.

The writing voice sounded again, and Wu Yun just watched silently. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he clearly saw the ordinary book. As Bai Xiu wrote on it, the energy in the air began to gather.

Eighteen strikes! ~

Bai Xiu's eyes became very firm. At this moment, his underlings had stopped writing. One must know that ever since he got on stage, he had never stopped writing. From this, it could be seen how confident he was in this attack.

Clang clang clang clang!

All of a sudden, the surrounding people were all petrified. They only saw eighteen streams of sword Qis flowing out from the book. From the sky to the ground, from left to right, there was not a single spot without sword lights!

The surrounding Essence Qi also began to boil up!

This was a sure death situation!

No one had ever dreamed that they would be able to see such an attack in a Body Refinement Realm battle. Even in the Body Refinement Realm, it was impossible for one to condense such an aura.

However, with Bai Xiu's exclusive training method, he had managed to accomplish something that even the Qi-acupoint Stage could not.

Just when everyone was prepared to sigh, the entire viewing hall instantly fell silent. Everyone's expression was very colorful, just like the moment they encountered a ghost.

In the battlefield, the edge of Xiong Ba's Clear Edge Sword was pressed against Bai Xiu's neck.

Bai Xiu's hands couldn't help but tremble. No one had ever been able to break through eighteen strikes like this, never!

Eighteen strikes, from generation to generation, under the arduous task of creating Astral Nuclear Stage, was the strongest! Anyone who had not reached Astral Nuclear Stage would definitely feel regret and regret over this one move, no matter how heaven-defying that person was.

But today, it was broken!

That undefeatable martial skill, 18 strikes, had been easily broken by someone.

Bai Xiu, who was always called a proud son of heaven, stared at Wu Yun as if she wanted to remember him, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"With the help of a small detail in the book, I can draw in energy from it and then draw with my brush to create an attack. So that's how it is!" Wu Yun muttered to himself. After just a few simple attacks, he had already understood the opponent's fighting style.

From his perspective, although there were some things that were useful, in the end, he still managed to pull off a trick. However, how many people in the world would care about these things? They only hoped that those who succeeded would be more than half.

Looking at Bai Xiu below the sword, Wu Yun smiled. He didn't come here to bully a rookie. With an expectant look, he said in his heart, "We can see the result."

Wu Yun completely ignored the stubbornness in Bai Xiu's eyes. He only moved his hand that was holding the sword and slashed Bai Xiu's throat.

It had to be said that Bai Xiu's eighteen sword strikes were perfect. There was enough space, and not a single one of them was missing. His speed was also very fast, but Xiong Ba's world had already grasped the only flaw: of the eighteen swords, one was at the Refinement Realm, how could he completely control them?

So, at the moment when the eighteen slashes were formed, at the most gorgeous moment, the biggest flaw appeared. So, at the moment when the eighteen slashes were formed, at the most gorgeous moment, the biggest flaw appeared.

The onlookers went silent, but their eyes were still filled with disbelief! In this battlefield, there was nothing that war coins couldn't do. Many people had already spent a war coin to buy it. After slowing down several times, it seemed very simple.

But... How could this be possible? Xiong Batian first retreated several steps in a second to the edge of the eighteen sword strikes, then the tip of his sword released a sharp glint and directly changed one of the eighteen sword strikes coming at him. How many people were able to achieve such an ability?

The whole hall was in an uproar. Xiong Ba, is he no longer a bear?