The sky is blue and as clean as a porcelain plate.
In the Demonic Wind Territory, a convoy was slowly moving forward on a pipeline in a vast wasteland.
This convoy was guarded by dozens of warriors, but there were only one or two carriages on the convoy.
The young man in luxurious clothes sitting in the carriage at this moment stuck his head out and looked around.
"Uncle Zong, how long will it take for us to arrive?"
asked the young man in luxurious clothes.
"Well, it's almost here.
It's just a short walk across this wasteland.
It's only half a day's journey at most."
A blue-haired middle-aged man next to the carriage replied.
The aura of this blue-haired middle-aged man was among the many guards in the convoy.
He is the strongest and has already reached the level of Lord Wu.
"Does it take a long time?"
The young man in luxurious clothes frowned, and then muttered, "This journey is really boring."
"Master, please be patient for a little bit," said the middle-aged man in blue robe.
However, at this moment, the young man in luxurious clothes glanced around, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Uncle Zong, look, there is someone there, and that person seems to be practicing stick skills," the young man shouted.
The blue-haired middle-aged man immediately heard the sound and looked over.
Sure enough, on the side of the road ahead, there was a young man in black robe practicing a set of stick techniques.
Stick shadows came out one after another.
These stick shadows were here.
The blue-haired middle-aged man seemed to be a little slow.
"Well, there is someone practicing stick skills, practicing under the scorching sun beside this road.
He should be an ascetic.
Unfortunately, although he practices hard enough, his strength is probably not very good, and his stick skills are too ordinary. ” said the blue-haired middle-aged man.
"The stick technique is ordinary."
The young man was surprised for a while, and then said, "Uncle Zong, is the stick technique that man practices very ordinary?
Why do I feel that his stick technique is very strong and exquisite?"
"That's because, young master, your strength is still relatively weak.
You have just become a great warrior, and your understanding of Tao is not high, so you feel this way.
However, in my eyes, his stick skills can only be regarded as It's ordinary."
The blue-haired middle-aged man said disdainfully.
The same martial arts will naturally have different effects in the eyes of people with different strengths.
The young master had just entered the realm of martial arts, so he felt that the stick skills practiced by the young man in black robes were very exquisite, but the blue-haired middle-aged man was a genuine martial artist.
In his eyes, the young man in black robes practiced great skills.
His stick skills are not that good either.
However, just as the blue-haired middle-aged man finished speaking, The stick technique in the hands of the young man in black robe suddenly changed.
It became faster and more ruthless than before, and his moves also became more sophisticated.
"Yeah."
The blue-haired middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly, and he naturally noticed the changes in the black-robed young man's stick skills.
"It's still barely possible.
The stick skills this man practiced have barely reached the level of Jun-level martial arts.
It seems that he should also be a strong Wujun." said the young man in black robe, but he still didn't take the former seriously. inside.
Sometimes, a person's strength can be seen from the martial arts he performs.
The stick skills practiced by the young man in black robes can only barely reach the level of the Jun level, which means that the young man in black robes must have just stepped into the martial arts level.
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Not long ago, such strength has indeed not been taken into consideration by him.
"It's amazing."
The young master in the carriage looked at him with burning eyes.
"You are so powerful, young master.
You have never seen a real strong man."
The blue-haired middle-aged man smiled, but at this moment, the level of stick skills practiced by the young man in black robes improved again.
"Yeah."
The blue-haired middle-aged man's complexion finally changed.
He found that the power of the stick technique displayed by the young man in black robe was already very impressive.
At least he could stand firm among the monarch-level martial arts.
Even with the shadow of the stick used by the young man in black robe, even if he , all felt a faint sense of crisis.
"This boy seems impatient with his strength," the blue-haired middle-aged man thought to himself.
But just as he thought of this, the power of the stick technique used by the young man in black surged again.
Boo hoo hoo Stick shadows burst out all over the sky, and each stick shadow crushed the void and produced an astonishing sound of breaking wind.
Even from a long distance away, it gave the warriors on the convoy a great sense of oppression.
Even the blue-haired middle-aged man felt in his heart There was also a burst of heart palpitations.
"How is it possible, this kid?"
The blue-haired middle-aged man stared at the black-robed young man with wide eyes.
However, the latter's stick skills did not stop at all.
As he continued to practice, the power of his stick skills was still there.
It's constantly improving.
Not only has the power increased, but the speed and sophistication of the stick technique have also increased dramatically.
Just a moment ago, the blue-haired middle-aged man was extremely disdainful of the black-robed young man's stick skills, but now his eyes widened with a look of shock on his face.
"It's so strong.
This stick technique must be at least the martial arts of the King's limit.
To be able to perform martial arts of this level, this person's strength is at least eighty percentile and he is a King's ultimate warrior."
The blue-haired middle-aged man gasped.
After taking a breath of air-conditioning, he quickly ordered, "Be careful, don't disturb that adult's drill, let's leave quickly."
"yes" "yes" The other guards in the convoy obviously saw that the young man in black robe was not easy to mess with.
They all respectfully accepted orders and immediately walked around cautiously, not even daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing the young man in black robe.
They all know that there are many weirdos in this world, and some people are very fond of killing.
Even if they are just accidental, once they disturb the other party, the other party may fight and kill them directly.
"Uncle Zong", the young master looked confused at this moment.
"Shh."
The blue-haired middle-aged man quickly raised his finger and said, "Master, don't talk.
Don't disturb that adult."
"Sir."
The young master was startled.
He remembered that just now his uncle was extremely disdainful of the young man in black robe, but why did he call him "sir" just for a moment?
No one in the entire convoy dared to make any sound.
They passed the road cautiously and then slowly disappeared at the end of the road.
Not long after the convoy left, the young man in black robe who had been practicing his stick skills by the side of the road finally finished practicing his stick skills and slowly put away his stick.
Immediately, a breath of turbid breath slowly protruded from his mouth.
"Huh, it's been half a month since I entered this Demon Wind Realm.
During this half month, besides rushing, I've been studying and trying to create stick-based martial arts that suit me.
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But until now, that Jun I have created a lot of extreme stick skills, but I haven't even created a single move at the royal level."
Lu Xuan was a little helpless.
Although he has reached the Martial Emperor level in terms of Tao understanding, it is obviously not that simple to create Emperor level martial arts.
"Um" Lu Xuan's expression suddenly changed on the side of the road, and he couldn't help but look towards the void in the distance, where a huge dragon was rushing over quickly, and it seemed to be running for his life
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