Wang Ming laughed loudly.
He had experienced countless battles and had naturally seen all kinds of opponents.
Sinister, reckless, arrogant, cautious…
A cultivation base like this, which was secretly cultivated in the depths of the Imperial Palace, was completely different from a combat-type martial artist like him who cultivated bitterly almost every day and often fought and killed.
Even if they were above their level, sometimes it was effortless to kill them.
After all, even the neck of a Rank-3 expert could not withstand the surprise attack of a real spear technique.
Looking at this young and middle-aged kid, he probably hadn't even seen real blood, right?
Since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite.
As long as he captured Jiang Chen, even the Rank-3 expert in the sky would have to let him go obediently, right?
Wang Ming grinned, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes.
His arm shook slightly, and in a flash, several spear shadows had already attacked Jiang Chen.
"Not bad, you're quite capable. You've actually cultivated Spear Intent.”
He looked at the four to five spear-shaped phantoms that were charging towards him.
Jiang Chen's face revealed a hint of surprise.
Intent, or rather, conception, was originally created by sword cultivators.
Later, it was learned by martial artists. After a long period of time, it had already formed a unique system.
Spears had spear intent, swords had sword intent, and sabers had saber intent. Even if one used a hammer or a rod, they would also have a corresponding intent.
A martial artist's attack method was simple.
In the early stages, the concept was the only honor guard other than physical fitness and Vitality strength.
"However, many martial artists can only begin to grasp concepts after reaching Rank-3.
It was not just the intent that required a Rank-3 weapon to be used. Many martial artists could not afford a Rank-3 weapon when they were Rank-2.
There was also the divine soul.
A martial artist's divine soul was relatively weak. One had to at least reach the Third Stage to be able to withstand the impact brought by the concept.
Wang Ming was able to grasp a concept at Peak Rank-2, even though it was the simplest concept.
But in this remote Qin country, it was considered somewhat extraordinary.
Jiang Chen's gaze focused, and his expression became solemn.
Even a lion would use its full strength to hunt a rabbit. In the face of battle, one must not be distracted by anything else.
This was what a martial arts expert told him in his previous life.
The Ask the Heavens Sword was unsheathed with a whoosh. The sword body trembled slightly, and the sound of a dragon's roar spread.
His entire body was filled with blood and his muscles were tense.
His arms were like lightning as he slashed forward, accurately shattering every spear shadow.
This was not the end.
After dealing with the threat in front of him, he stepped on some kind of mysterious footwork. His body suddenly turned into an afterimage and quickly rushed to the side.
The sword moved nimbly, its speed unparalleled.
The spearman attacked with an indomitable will.
He wouldn't directly attack a spear expert who had condensed Spear's Consciousness just because he was strong enough to crush Wang Ming.
That was not domineering, but retarded.
Avoiding the strong and attacking the weak was the way of the king.
Jiang Chen's steps were very mysterious. Every step seemed to be in a specific position.
His entire person was like a broken line that kept turning. You could never predict where he would land next.
Wang Ming gripped the fine steel spear tightly in his hand.
Seeing Jiang Chen's footsteps, his brain seemed to have been hammered by someone, and he was stunned on the spot.
A moment ago, he was still laughing confidently, but at this moment, it was as if he had seen a ghost. Countless fine beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead.
Although he didn't know what kind of footwork this was, he knew that he was finished.
Spear Dao focused on sudden thrusts, locking onto a point and gathering all the strength and blood in his body to suddenly erupt.
Once it hit, one move would be enough to finish off the enemy.
As for him, he was actually unable to predict Jiang Chen's landing point and could not display his strength at all.
He was restrained.
Jiang Chen was getting closer and closer to him.
Wang Ming kept turning his spear around, unleashing spear shadows in all directions, not caring about the cost.
A real battle was far less flashy than what was described in movies and television dramas. In most cases, victory or defeat could be determined in an instant, or even life and death.
As long as he seized the opportunity, perhaps he would be beheaded in one strike.
"You're not stupid."
He looked at Wang Ming, who was like a porcupine, with spear shadows bursting out continuously from all directions.
Jiang Chen swung his sword and shattered the one that flew towards him.
His sword was very fast, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar. When he stabbed out with his sword, even the air would be pierced.
However, the fighter jet still disappeared.
After shattering the spear shadow, he prepared to strike again. This short period of time was enough for Wang Ming to react.
And if he was locked onto by the opponent's spear technique…
Although he had the protection of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor Robe, he could not be injured at all.
However, it went against his idea of tempering his martial arts.
If he didn't have the Ancestral Dragon Emperor Robe, he would have died without a doubt when facing the true Spear Dao battle skill.
It was a terrifying attack unleashed by a Peak Rank-2 martial artist who had gathered all his strength, Vitality, techniques, and weapon abilities.
Jiang Chen didn't want to rely on his equipment advantage to pass the test. What he wanted was a real confrontation between a sword and a spear.
He didn't even use his boots to increase his speed.
What they pursued was a collision of true strength.
He had just entered Rank-2, but his Vitality was extremely thick, far surpassing that of an ordinary early-stage Rank-2. Wang Ming, on the other hand, was at Peak Rank-2.
It was not easy to find a sparring partner of similar strength.
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