Upon checking the bracelet, the Qi and Blood value was 891.
In the late stage of the Grand Martial Master realm, one is already close to the peak.
The further you progress in your spiritual practice, the more vital energy and blood you need at each stage.
For Jiang Wuyuan, this was almost twice the increase in blood and qi compared to before, which made him somewhat unable to adapt to the rapid increase in his own power.
As if sensing Jiang Wuyuan's discomfort, the white-robed youth comfortably lay back in the rocking chair, raised his hand, and tossed a mechanical puppet, which he had once created out of curiosity and was at the early stage of the Martial Emperor realm, into the main hall.
Let this little guy use it to practice.
The young man in white smiled knowingly, as if watching a show unfold.
A puppet at the Martial Emperor level should be able to put some pressure on this little guy, right?
Yeah, right!
The white-robed youth's expression twitched as he watched helplessly as the boy took out a dark blue longsword and then smashed the puppet into the wall with a single blow.
boom--
The solid stone walls of the main hall were almost shattered.
Jiang Wuyuan looked up at the mechanical puppet that was like an unkillable cockroach, and stepped forward with his sword.
A gentle breeze!
Since that senior wants to see, then he should show some of his true skills!
Jiang Wuyuan's eyes sharpened instantly, and under the puppet's slightly dazed gaze, his figure transformed into a streak of light and rushed forward.
Stepping on the Rainbow!
As proficiency increased, the speed of stepping on the rainbow became even faster, to the point that it was difficult for the naked eye to detect.
But the puppet still possessed the cultivation level of a Martial Emperor. It raised its hand and punched the figure that was constantly piling up sword marks in the air.
However, how could Jiang Wuyuan let it have its way?
gap!
Click—
The puppet's fist and arm were instantly pulled into the spatial gap.
Jiang Wuyuan closed the crack in time, leaving a smooth tangent line on the puppet's right arm.
Fortunately, the puppets felt no pain.
Otherwise, the pain of losing one's right arm would be unbearable for most people.
The puppet continued its attack, and Jiang Wuyuan retreated in time to dodge the attack that was aimed directly at his face. However, the wind generated by the punch still stung his face.
However, the skill's countdown is about to end.
At this moment, in Jiang Wuyuan's view, the puppet's entire body was almost covered with sword marks.
A carefree smile appeared on the boy's lips as he gracefully returned to his starting point.
boom--
At the same time, the sword mark exploded.
The explosion occurred as Jiang Wuyuan was putting his sword back into its sheath.
The wind stirred by the aftershocks ruffled his black hair and robes, revealing a pair of sharp, piercing eyes beneath the fine strands of hair on his forehead.
"A born swordsman..."
The young man in white stared blankly and murmured softly.
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