The colorful winged celestial tiger roared loudly, and the hot air it exhaled caused dust to fly on the slope and rocks along the way exploded!

then!

Flying towards Zhang Baisui!

At this moment, the eight hundred new soldiers and the eight hundred generals all had a common thought in their hearts: This sword had gathered the terrifying energy and blood of more than eight hundred people. Can the old camp leader with his now aging body be able to stop it?

In the military camp in the distance.

Wei Anguo walked out of the tent slowly and chuckled:

"When Brother Zhang was young, he could fight against three or five Qingzhou generals alone. He was only a little short of the realm of Marquis Wu. How can it be said with just one sword?"

All the Tiger and Leopard Riders nodded in agreement. Even if a mere wilderness hunter could display a power similar to that of a legion's martial arts, how could he defeat a veteran who once conquered the Nine Provinces?

The words just fell.

Zhang Baisui then shouted and cursed:

"It's his mother's fault!"

"Master Wei, if you are bragging, don't take me with you!"

Finished.

Zhang Baisui was filled with energy and blood, and his upper body clothes exploded, revealing an old but extremely strong body.

Exploding clothes!

Go all out!

Every muscle in the limbs is almost perfectly embedded in Zhang Baisui's body, containing a deep aesthetic of violence!

Hold a long knife in both hands.

His face had already become extremely solemn, and he obviously attached great importance to Jiang Chen's fierce sword technique.

The next moment!

Boom!

The wind howls!

Accompanied by an earth-shaking loud noise, the colorful and ferocious winged tiger finally collided with the green-brown wooden sword in Zhang Baisui's hand!

"So strong..."

As soon as he made contact, Zhang Baisui felt an extremely terrifying force coming from the sword. Its ferocity was far beyond his imagination.

The rock formations beneath our feet instantly exploded into hundreds of pieces.

Not only that.

This extremely fierce sword technique is also a killing at both the mental and physical levels!

Zhang Baisui's eyes darkened, his mind immediately shook, he lost control of his body, and instinctively took half a step back.

There was a hint of surprise in Wei Anguo's eyes:

"Is it that Brother Zhang is getting old and his energy and blood are declining, or is it that Jiang Chen has the martial arts talent of Zhang Longxiang and Hongwu?"

Next second!

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Baisui's mouth, and he took several steps back. In just one breath, he took eight steps back.

Everyone looked intently.

There were sixteen or seven large pits as deep as barrels on the ground.

Later.

Zhang Baisui couldn't hold himself up any longer, his legs felt weak, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Just when the illusion of a beautiful tiger was about to launch its next offensive, it suddenly disappeared in mid-air...

Many soldiers were stunned.

Turn around and look.

Only then did he realize that Jiang Chen had also collapsed to the ground at the same moment, unable to continue to use the extremely powerful legion martial arts, the fierce sword technique.

Rao is so.

It also made the eight hundred new soldiers present feel dumbfounded, and the figure of Jiang Chen wielding the sword was firmly imprinted in the depths of their minds. Maybe they will never forget what happened today for the rest of their lives.

Xiao Wu was even more excited and whispered to Gongsun Hu beside him: "With the strength of the leader, he will definitely become our Qingzhou general in the future!"

Gongsun Hu deliberately refuted, Qingzhou General is not that easy to be, meritorious deeds, achievements, background, the support of soldiers, and the appointment of the emperor are all indispensable, but when the words came to his lips, he recalled the terror when Jiang Chen swung his sword just now

Scene, sound of urn and urn of air:

"I think so too..."

Not only the 800 new soldiers, but also the 6,000 sergeants of the third battalion who were preparing to rest were also frightened out of the camp by this earth-shattering sound, and they all started to check the situation at the moment.

If the old village chief hadn't applied for the drill earlier, he would have mistakenly thought that there was an enemy attack.

far away.

Wei Anguo laughed:

"Excellent!"

"At such a young age, Lord Jiang Wubai has mastered the art of killing and killing. No wonder His Majesty would personally praise you as a man of great talent!"

"I heard that you once had a nickname called Shaobing General. Now it seems that it's time to change it."

One word stirs up a thousand waves.

Thousands of soldiers were amazed:

"A talented man? Your Majesty really said that?"

"Since it is what the Imperial Envoy said, it should not be wrong."

"I'm so envious..."

Amidst the discussion among many sergeants, Zhang Baisui recovered instantly and climbed up the north slope calmly. He stared at Jiang Chen who was still half paralyzed on the ground and had not yet recovered, and praised:

"The power of that blow just now is close to 70% of my strength when I was young. You boy, you really have something!"

Jiang Chen chuckled:

"How does it compare with you now?"

Zhang Baisui's face darkened and he said angrily:

"Give you some sunshine and you will be brilliant. Give you some color. Do you want to open a dyeing workshop?!"

Jiang Chen put away his playful smile, put away the pride in his heart, sat up with difficulty, and said sincerely:

"Although the blow I just made was very powerful, its shortcomings were also obvious. I hope the old village chief can give me some advice."

Listen to this.

Zhang Baisui raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stroked his beard and laughed:

"Children can be taught."

"It's not enough to have the means to kill. When you start to gather momentum, I will silently count the time for you."

"It takes about seven breaths to build up momentum. During this time, I can run up the north slope and kill you ten times."

"Even if you use legion martial arts... it should be the fierce sword technique that I gave you dozens of days ago, right? Even though the tiger is powerful, the speed at which it came down the mountain to attack me is still too slow. It's about

About three breaths."

Jiang Chen felt warm in his heart, and he was busy activating the legion's martial arts skills, while the old village leader was resisting and counting the time in his mind... He quickly sat up straight and listened to the instructions carefully.

Zhang Baisui continued:

"That is to say."

"If you want to successfully hit the enemy with this blow, you must make him unable to move for ten breaths. This is the biggest shortcoming of this sword technique."

"Of course, this is also a flaw in the legion's martial arts. Even if it is the fastest, it will take about three breaths to exert its power."

Jiang Chen pondered for a while and asked:

"What if we attack the Loulan military formation on the battlefield?"

Zhang Baisui was stunned for a long time, a little surprised:

"This is why this type of force-gathering technique is called a legionary martial art. On the battlefield, it is difficult to escape and will definitely hit some enemy troops..."

While the two were talking and teaching, Wei Anguo strode up from a distance, with a hint of envy on his face, and sighed secretly:

"In the past hundred years, I have seen dozens or hundreds of people with excellent martial arts talents. However, there are very few people who can guard against arrogance and impetuosity, are eager to learn, and always maintain a humble heart...

"

"Zhang Baisui has gained a good apprentice!"

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