However, Han Yan'er's aura has indeed changed a lot now. It is very different from when Yang Zhen met Han Yan'er in Cambrian City. Even he can hardly see it clearly.
Strictly speaking, it's not that he can't see clearly, but Yang Zhen can't calculate it. The aura of Han Yan'er is like a math problem, which makes Yang Zhen confused and bewildered.
At this time, Ning Wuque laughed in anger, obviously a little exasperated. He pointed his sword at Han Yan'er and said loudly: "That's good. While the inheritance has not yet stabilized, Ning will see whether the Taoist Chi who has been famous in recent days really deserves the reputation!"
Buzz! Ning Wuque's long sword roared like a dragon. Even though he didn't use his true energy, the sword intent contained in it made everyone present change their faces.
Even Yang Zhen let out a sigh, looked at Ning Wuque in surprise, and said, "Oh my, I haven't seen you for a few days, and this kid's swordsmanship has improved so much."
Ning Wuque laughed loudly, obviously hearing what Yang Zhen said. He sneered and said, "It's all thanks to the Forbidden Land of Life. Since I can't use my true essence, I can only focus all my attention on swordsmanship. My swordsmanship is already beyond your comprehension!"
The people around cried out in surprise, all with expressions of doubt and uncertainty, especially those who claimed to be sword masters. Their faces changed drastically and their expressions became gloomy.
"Without using any true energy, he has such sword intent. Ning Wuque has already walked his own path in the way of swordsmanship."
"I really didn't expect that Mr. Ning's talent is so high. When his sword skills came out, even if they were not aimed at me, I actually felt as if I was in the vast ocean."
"With such swordsmanship, that little girl is really dangerous. It's a pity. Is such a delicate girl going to die?"
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As everyone was talking, Ning Wuque's face became more and more arrogant. With the humming sound of his long sword, he seemed like a living sword immortal. He pointed his sword at Han Yan'er and said, "What are you waiting for? There is no point in waiting any longer. Draw your sword quickly. My opponent is Yang Zhen!"
Hearing Ning Wuque's words, Han Yan'er shook her head, slowly raised her sword, pointed it at Ning Wuque, and said, "No, Yang Zhen is my opponent."
Buzz! A slight sound was heard, and everyone was startled. They looked around hurriedly and asked in shock, "What happened?"
As the long sword hummed, invisible air waves gathered from all directions. Everyone's heart was startled, as if they were being pointed at by thousands of swords. Their expressions were horrified and uncertain.
Ning Wuque's face changed drastically as well. Countless energies gathered and slowly swirled above Han Yan'er's head, pointing in the direction of him. He was the first to be hit, and even his sword-holding hand began to become unsteady.
A swordsman with strong skills even started to tremble with his hands holding the sword. Everyone present understood what this meant. Obviously, Ning Wuque also knew it well.
"No, it's impossible!" Ning Wuque's face changed repeatedly. He took two steps back and stared at the sword in Han Yan'er's hand in disbelief.
Yang Zhen and Ning Wuque were staring at different places. His eyes were always on Han Yan'er's long legs. Such long legs, on the blue planet, would make all young women dare not show their proud legs in summer.
Feeling this invisible aura, Yang Zhen was startled, looked up at Han Yan'er, and almost blurted out: "Heavenly Book!"
That’s right, the aura emanating from Han Yan’er is indeed exactly the same as the aura emanating from the Heavenly Book.
"No wonder I have a familiar feeling, but I can't put my finger on it. It turns out to be the aura of the Heavenly Book. Where did this little Taoist idiot get the Heavenly Book from?"
Upon learning that the aura of Han Yan'er was actually emitted from the Heavenly Book, Yang Zhen did not feel any discomfort or envy, but instead felt a sense of relief.
Damn, luckily he didn’t get this heavenly book, otherwise wouldn’t it be so difficult to learn it?
Yang Zhen, who was already good enough to complete nine years of compulsory education, really didn't want to learn mathematics, the most profound subject in the world, again.
The aura emanating from Han Yan'er gave Yang Zhen the feeling that he was looking at fancy mathematical symbols and complicated formulas.
Hearing Yang Zhen's voice, Han Yan'er was shocked. She turned around and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise. Just as she was about to speak...
Ning Wuque's face changed drastically. He roared in rage, and his long sword suddenly vibrated with countless sword beams, rushing towards Han Yan'er.
"Damn, this shameless thing!" Yang Zhen widened his eyes with a look of contempt.
The expressions of everyone around changed drastically. They didn't expect Ning Wuque to choose to launch a sneak attack. This shows how unconfident he is.
After hearing Ning Wuque's roar, Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen deeply. The long sword hummed, and mysterious symbols appeared in the air, like sword beams, with rolling air waves, and extremely sharp.
When these symbols appeared, Yang Zhen looked confused, as if he was back in college and his math teacher was writing out a series of problem-solving steps on the blackboard that he couldn't even recognize.
"Damn, it's really profound. Even if this heavenly book is given to me, I wouldn't want it."
Fight! There was a sound of swords clashing, and Han Yan'er and Ning Wuque passed by each other, changing positions in the blink of an eye.
The two men stood there quietly, as if they had not fought. In fact, the speed of their attacks was too fast, and most of the people present did not react. Only a few people saw the whole process of the fight clearly.
Yang Zhen took a breath, looked at Han Yan'er with a look of doubt, and asked, "The Heavenly Book of Astrology?"
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Han Yan'er was shocked, turned around and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, and said with a strange look: "Do you know the Heavenly Book?"
Not only did he know, Yang Zhen now had two of them, one was the Heavenly Book of Mysterious Principles, and the other was the Heavenly Book of Ksitigarbha.
Puff! Ning Wuque spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around slowly with a look of horror, glanced at Han Yan'er, then turned back to look at Yang Zhen, and saw the two of them staring at each other. He staggered and ran away.
Han Yan'er was about to chase him, but Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Okay, don't chase him. This is how he will be in his life. He is arrogant and short-sighted."
After hearing Yang Zhen’s comments, everyone present felt confused.
Ning Wuque, the brilliant disciple of Beiguyuan, is just a useless person in the eyes of that bastard Yang Zhen. He... he is really too conceited.
"Where did you get the heavenly book?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
Han Yan'er put away her sword and came to Yang Zhen. Suddenly, her expression was shocked and she whispered, "You have one too?"
Yang Zhen grinned, looked up and down at Han Yan'er's...long legs, coughed lightly and said: "Little Taoist idiot, if you want to catch up with this slutty saint, you still have a long way to go."
As he spoke, Yang Zhen leaned close to Han Yan'er's ear and whispered, "Not only does this Sao Saint have one, but I have two!"
"What?" Han Yan'er staggered back, glared at Yang Zhen, bit her lip and said, "I...I won't give up."
Yang Zhen was laughing happily and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed.
Boom! In the valley, a terrifying wave of air suddenly exploded, sweeping in all directions at an extremely terrifying speed. For a moment, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the waves were surging, blowing everyone to and fro. The mean cat and the cock hugged each other and were blown hundreds of feet away. They crashed into the mountain with a bang before stopping.
Yang Zhen covered his face with his sleeves, and cursed in astonishment: "Damn it, Hollywood special effects."
(End of this chapter)