Yes, he was toying with him.
The clansmen who were watching the fight all knew that Jian Wushuang was toying with Gu Lan. Otherwise, he would have taken a step forward after such a long time.
"Well, stop," a voice suddenly sounded.
Gu Lan, who was desperately attacking Jian Wushuang, stopped when she heard the voice, although she was extremely unwilling to give up.
"Brother Feng." Gu Lan looked at the newcomer.
Jian Wushuang also looked at the newcomer.
He was more than two meters tall, with a strong body and a handsome and young face. He was holding a black spear in his hand.
Looking at the newcomer, the clansmen of the Ancient God Clan showed a trace of admiration.
The newcomer ignored their gazes and walked straight to Gu Lan's face. He said in a low voice, "I told you that your fighting ability is too monotonous. I told you to go to the Underground Palace more often to practice your fighting skills, but you didn't listen. You always thought that strength was the most important thing. Now you've suffered, haven't you?"
Hearing this, Gu Lan's face turned red, but he could not refute.
Just now, he was defeated by Jian Wushuang because of his fighting skills.
The Underground Palace was the place where the clansmen of the Ancient God Clan could practice their fighting skills.
"Hum."
The young man with the spear snorted and turned to look at Jian Wushuang. When he saw Jian Wushuang, the young man smiled. "I'm Gu Changfeng, Gu Lan's elder brother. I just saw your fight with Gu Lan. Your swordsmanship and fighting experience are very good. You deserve to be the descendant of the Militant Warriors. But I wonder if you're interested in fighting with me again?"
Jian Wushuang looked up and glanced at Gu Changfeng, but he did not answer directly.
"Jian Wushuang, Brother Feng is the strongest among the clansmen of the Eighth Tribe who have not awakened their bloodline. He also has the highest concentration of bloodline. When he grows up and goes to the Baptismal Pool, he will definitely become a Silver-armored Ancient God, or even a Gold-armored Ancient God," Gu Lan said.
"Oh?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and his interest was piqued.
The lifespan of an Ancient God was extremely long. From birth to adulthood, it took a very long time. Normally, it would take more than a thousand years.
A thousand years was not a short time. Therefore, there were many clansmen who had not awakened their bloodline in the Eighth Tribe. Since Gu Changfeng ranked first among all the clansmen who had not awakened their bloodline, his strength must be extraordinary. At least, he was much stronger than Gu Lan.
"In that case, please," Jian Wushuang said.
"Then be careful. I'm different from Gu Lan. I'm stronger than him, and my fighting skills are also better than his," Gu Changfeng said as he looked at Jian Wushuang with a burning gaze.
He had only heard of the Militant Warriors, but had never seen them in person.
However, he knew that the Militant Warriors, who had been fighting with wild beasts all year round, were very experienced in fighting. Their fighting skills were extremely brilliant, and the clansmen who lived in the tribes could not compare with them. For example, the swordsmanship Jian Wushuang had just shown had greatly surprised him.
He was also looking forward to fighting with Jian Wushuang.
"Let's start."
Gu Changfeng shouted in a low voice as he thrust the black spear in his hand forward. The cold tip of the spear glowed coldly under the sunlight.
It was as silent as a poisonous snake coming out of its hole!
"So fast!" Jian Wushuang was secretly surprised.
The speed of Gu Changfeng's spear surprised him. Compared with Gu Changfeng, Gu Lan's spear was much slower.
Jian Wushuang no longer underestimated Gu Changfeng. He twisted his wrist, and the long sword in his hand directly hacked at the spear tip.
One was stabbing, while the other was hacking. Obviously, Jian Wushuang should have the upper hand. However, when the two collided head-on, Jian Wushuang found that an extremely strong force was transmitted from the spear, which was at least twice as strong as Gu Lan's attack.
The terrible force directly knocked away Jian Wushuang's long sword, and then the cold spear tip continued to stab at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang took a step back to distance himself from the spear. However, at this time, Gu Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly raised his spear.
The spear, which had been stabbing forward, suddenly stopped and turned from a stab to a flick at an extremely fast speed. Even Jian Wushuang did not expect this.
"Not bad!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with excitement. He could feel that Gu Changfeng's close combat ability was very strong, much stronger than many disciples in the Gumen who were good at close combat. Gu Changfeng's spear technique was also very sharp, but his comprehension of the Dao was slightly worse.
However, Gu Changfeng's strength was extremely strong, which could completely make up for the gap in comprehension of the Dao.
"It seems that it's really difficult to defeat him if I don't use some tricks." Jian Wushuang smiled faintly. When he saw the spear suddenly flying toward him, he did not panic at all. Instead, he directly hacked at the spear with his sword.
The spear tip was clearly about to touch Jian Wushuang's body, but after being hacked, the spear was hacked to the side and narrowly brushed past Jian Wushuang.
"This …" Gu Changfeng looked at Jian Wushuang in horror. He did not expect that Jian Wushuang could avoid his spear in this way.
Then, Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship suddenly broke out.
Jian Wushuang's Sword One kept hacking out. Each move was extremely simple and pure, but also extremely exquisite. Moreover, each move was faster than the previous one. In an instant, the sky was filled with sword shadows.
"What?"
"This, this swordsmanship!"
Gu Changfeng hurriedly resisted Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship, but he was extremely anxious and could not keep up with Jian Wushuang's speed.
At this time, Gu Changfeng's face darkened. The next moment, a majestic force suddenly appeared. The spear stabbed forward, and a sonic boom sounded. The terrifying power shocked Jian Wushuang and made him retreat quickly.
The battle came to a standstill.
"Jian Wushuang, you deserve to be the descendant of the Militant Warriors. Your swordsmanship is very strong, really strong," Gu Changfeng praised sincerely.
"Your spear technique is also good." Jian Wushuang smiled, but he was also quite surprised.
It should be known that he possessed the battle strength of a superior Divine Realm expert. Although he had not used the power of his Sword Heart, he had given full play to his swordsmanship. However, he still could not defeat Gu Changfeng. Instead, he was forced to retreat by Gu Changfeng's last burst of terrifying power.
"That power …" Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly.
To a certain extent, the power that Gu Changfeng had released was much stronger than that of many advanced Divine Realm experts when they used their Secret Skills.
However, Gu Changfeng had not awakened his bloodline and had not become a real Ancient God.
In other words, he was equivalent to a human being in the Skyscraping Realm, but his attack power was so strong!
It was incredible!
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