Yang Lei's reputation as a genius was definitely not like his own self-deprecating self. It was his master, who was also his grandfather, who made it up to trick him into learning martial arts.
In fact, Yang Lei had once followed his grandfather for about three years and learned all the martial arts and ultimate techniques of various sects.
This had once caused a sensation in the martial arts world.
However, Yang Lei did not intend to really rely on other people's martial arts. He was just referring to them and improving his Bajiquan by learning from each other's strengths.
At the same time, he and his grandfather had promised that they would never easily teach other people's martial arts, let alone use them casually.
That was why this matter was left unsettled.
Therefore, he was still best at his family's Bajiquan, which was what he had used in the battle with Black Death Mou.
As for the initial Hidden Sword Stance, it was just a coincidence that he had used it to block and fight.
Therefore, Yang Lei had actually learned the sword skill that Black Death Mou had spent hundreds of years to master.
This was simply unreasonable.
However, Black Death Mou revealed a thoughtful expression.
He thought of someone, someone he had always wanted to forget, but could never forget.
It was his younger brother, Jiguo Yuanyi.
When the two brothers were still humans, even when they were children, the sword skills that Yan Sheng had spent countless effort and effort to train were easily surpassed by his younger brother with just a glance.
Many times, geniuses were cruel existences to ordinary people.
A realm that ordinary people could not reach in their entire lives, but geniuses only needed to take a casual glance to reach it.
Black Death Mou's eyes flashed with jealousy and anger, as if the words in his eyes were burning.
The 12 Ghost Moons had a special identity, which was that their eyes would be engraved with words that represented their identity.
The Twelve Ghost Moons were divided into the first and the last. There were six people in the first quarter and six people in the last quarter, and they were all from one to six.
The difference was that the upper string and the corresponding number were engraved on both eyes.
For example, Black Death Mou had one eye as the upper string and one eye as one.
On the other hand, the last string only had one eye engraved with the word 'down' and the corresponding number.
Black Death Mou glared at Yang Lei. When he realized that the other party might be a genius like his younger brother, a nameless anger rose from the bottom of his heart.
The blade that had been hanging down was raised again.
" Looks like I have no choice but to kill you here," Black Death Mou shouted angrily.
Yang Lei was naturally not afraid. In fact, it was exactly what he wanted. He also raised the saber in his hand and said,"I have no intention of letting you go."
"You don't really think you've seen my full strength, do you?”"Then I'll show you how a real ghost fights." Black Death Mou snorted coldly.”
A real ghost's fighting style?
Yang Lei was stunned.
Suddenly, Black Death Mou took the initiative to attack again. With a speed that ordinary people couldn't see clearly, he instantly arrived in front of Yang Lei.
Yang Lei subconsciously raised his saber and slashed.
"Pfft."
Blood splattered everywhere. Yang Lei's blade easily cut Black Death Mou's body.
Other than the first unexpected Iron Mountain Push, this was the first time he had caused a significant injury to Black Death Mou.
However, Black Death Mou didn't seem to care at all. It was more like he deliberately bumped into Yang Lei. He grabbed Yang Lei's knife with his left hand and took the opportunity to get close to Yang Lei. His eyes were cold as he waved his long knife.
"Pfft."
Yang Lei's eyes widened. He had already decided to let go and retreat, but his stomach was still cut by Black Death Mou. In an instant, a pile of intestines flowed out.
This was a ghost. If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely be dead.
But even if it was a ghost, Yang Lei still felt endless pain. He gritted his teeth and stuffed the thing back into his stomach. Before the blood could flow, the wound healed instantly.
This sudden change had turned the situation upside down. Yang Lei, who had the upper hand more than once before, was now heavily injured by Black Death Mou. He had no choice but to abandon his only weapon.
Yang Lei's face was as gloomy as water. He finally understood what Black Death Mou meant. So this was the fighting style of ghosts?
Ghosts were immortal. Apart from a few major weaknesses, they could not be killed.
Even the Sun Wheel Blade could only kill ghosts by cutting off their necks. Otherwise, it would not be able to cause serious injuries.
Therefore, the Black Death Mou was deliberately slashed by Yang Lei, and then took the opportunity to grab his knife and hurt Yang Lei.
Good heavens, Yang Lei called him good heavens.
"Clang."
With a crisp sound, Black Death Mou threw the knife back to Yang Lei.
Looking at his expression again, Black Death Mou was just looking at Yang Lei indifferently, as if saying,"You can pick it up, I won't take the opportunity to attack you."
Yang Lei finally smiled. Veins were popping out on his forehead and neck. He looked at Black Death Mou with a ferocious expression and cursed,"Who are you looking down on? What a good way of fighting. I understand now. Do you think I'm afraid of death?”
However, he was the one who had abandoned the knife, so Yang Lei kicked the knife away as if it was not his knife.
Clenching his fists tightly, Yang Lei shouted angrily,""Isn't it just not afraid of death? I'll let you see what I looked like when I was looking for death. Besides, what do you think is my strongest point?”
Eight Extremities Fist, Eight Extremities Fist, it definitely had to be based on fist techniques.
Although Bajiquan's various weapons and moves were also very powerful, the strongest was still mainly fist techniques.
At this moment, Yang Lei was furious because he felt embarrassed himself. He had actually been humiliated and looked down upon by the other party.
Yang Lei stomped his foot on the ground and dashed forward like an arrow, charging towards Black Death Mou.
Black Death Mou snorted in disdain, thinking that Yang Lei had lost his mind. He even felt a sense of disappointment, thinking that he had overestimated Yang Lei.
Immediately after, Black Death Mou aimed at Yang Lei's path and slashed with his saber, drawing out a terrifying sword aura with his sword technique.
This was both an attack and a block. In Black Death Mou's opinion, no matter how irrational Yang Lei was, he should still dodge. Thus, he had already begun to predict how Yang Lei would dodge.
However, Yang Lei ignored the Sword Qi and actually bumped into it.
"What?"
Even Black Death Mou was stunned.
The bloody scene appeared again. The sword energy of the Black Death Mou easily cut through Yang Lei's body.
However, this time, the sword energy could no longer cut Yang Lei's body. It only scratched the surface of his skin and flesh.
"Golden Bell Shield, Iron Skin, and Vajra Eight Great Techniques!" Yang Lei shouted.”
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