Starting from Uchiha Obito

"You are Wang Jie. It is said that you are very strong, but I will only be stronger."

Because Wang Jie finished the last game too quickly, he arrived at the venue early to wait. Unexpectedly, the other party recognized him when he came out. This surprised him a lot. After all, he had almost no contact with the people in this world since he was 6 years old. There must be many people who have seen him, but there should be only a handful of people who can recognize him at a glance and call out his name.

"You are? Know each other?"

Wang Zhiyun made a hand gesture with his left hand and pointed with his right hand. A long sword flew out from the sword box on his back and went straight to Wang Jie. It was not until Wang Jie dodged that his calm and cold voice came out, "My name is Wang Zhiyun, the top graduate of Qinglong University. Your failure is doomed when you meet me."

When he finished speaking, the number of swords attacking Wang Jie had increased to more than a hundred. These swords were all differentiated from the sword light of the first sword. The speed of these flying swords was extremely fast. Even with Wang Jie's speed, it was difficult for him to dodge being surrounded by hundreds of swords.

"He is really a sword immortal. How come there are so few Dragon Nation elements among professionals in this world? They are basically monopolized by foreign legends. I have to activate the immortal mode."

Seeing that more and more swords were besieging him, Wang Jie took the attacks and rushed out of the encirclement of sword light. He formed seals with his hands and instantly activated the immortal mode, then rushed towards the user of the flying sword without stopping.

After activating the Sage Mode, Wang Jie's speed obviously improved to a higher level. All the flying swords that turned to attack him could not catch up with his speed and were left behind.

Seeing that the opponent was so fast that even the flying sword could not catch up, Wang Zhiyun frowned slightly and another sword flew out from behind him.

Compared with the first sword which was slender and glowed with cold light, this sword was simple and heavy with a broad blade that stretched out towards the wind. The distance from behind Wang Zhiyun to the front of him was 7 or 8 times larger.

Duang~~~~

Wang Jie's fist hit the ancient heavy sword, making an echo like a big bell. With this echo, he could feel the power of his punch gradually dissipating. It should be a way to release the energy.

Of course Wang Jie had the ability to get around it. Even without using his divine power, he could have gotten around it with his flexibility in Sage Mode. But he just wanted to test this man's defense level. The result was not bad. This punch was his full-strength attack, but it was actually blocked. There was some skill involved.

When Wang Jie was praising his opponent's strength, Wang Zhiyun's face changed. The power of these flying swords certainly did not come out of thin air. Whether it was the differentiation of the sword light in the previous attack or the enlargement of the current block, it all consumed the sword energy in his body. The previous attack was okay, but blocking this punch consumed at least 1/20 of his sword energy. How could it be such an exaggerated consumption of just an ordinary block!

No matter how shocked Wang Zhiyun was, Wang Jie had already tested the sword's endurance. He dodged the sword and punched it.

Due to his profession's special skill, Clear Sword Heart, Wang Zhiyun can see through all the movements around him, so he can perceive Wang Jie's actions, but this does not mean that his body speed can keep up, and it is too late to dodge.

brush

Just as Wang Jie's fist was about to fall on him, the giant sword appeared at the position where Wang Zhiyun was before, and Wang Zhiyun appeared at the position before the giant sword.

"It's great that you can exchange space." Wang Jie exclaimed in his heart, and then appeared behind Wang Zhiyun in a flash, without changing his posture, and continued to punch.

Wang Zhiyun obviously noticed it, but this time the distance was too short. He had no time to react and was hit by Wang Jie's punch.

"boom!"

The physical collision caused Wang Zhiyun to be blown away immediately, but the opponent did not fail, which was a bit beyond Wang Jie's expectations.

"As expected of someone who made Xiaodao lose sincerely, your strength is indeed extraordinary. I didn't want to use this move because it is a desperate move. If I used it outside, it would mean I'd be dead. But here is just a virtual space and there is no such concern. This makes me feel like I won unfairly."

Wang Zhiyun stood up in the rubble of the stands that were smashed by Wang Zhiyun. As he spoke, a blood-red light shot up into the sky. The blood-colored energy was shapeless, but Wang Jie just took a look at it and it was like seeing countless swords. If it weren't for his high mental strength, he would have been injured by the sword intent.

This made Wang Jie a little excited. This was the first time in his three lifetimes that he had seen sword intent. He had only known about it from novels and comics before. This was the first time he knew what real sword intent was like. It was a power like the might of a dragon, but the effect was not suppression but separation. Just watching from a distance could cause mental damage. Of course, that was referring to other people. Wang Jie was not hurt.

"I thought it was all Western fantasy, but there are some fairy tales. I don't know why there are so few of them." Wang Jie muttered a few words as he dodged Wang Zhiyun's rushing figure. He didn't know what secret technique Wang Zhiyun used, but it should be something like turning his body into a sword or the sword into an incarnation. I didn't see a good swordsman no longer using his sword to charge with his physical body.

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Wang Zhiyun frowned. His secret skill of self-sacrifice could sacrifice his body, sword energy and soul to a sword. The price of activating it was only death, and the corresponding power gained was also unparalleled. The sword that received everything from him would become his body, and while its attributes would triple, it could also receive the blessing of all his professional skills. In other words, his rush over was faster than his sword attack, but it was still easily avoided.

Wang Zhiyun, who was unwilling to give up, continued to fight in close combat. He put his two fingers together to represent a sword, and the blood-red sword energy entangled and emitted a three-foot sword light. He used sword moves to attack Wang Jie, who was just dodging but not moving away.

Wang Jie responded with physical skills with great interest while opening his Sharingan. It had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of battle in which moves were compared. In recent years, his opponents could not even keep up with his speed, so there was no chance for a competition of moves. It was rare for someone to be able to display a speed that was not inferior to his, and to use fairy-like moves. Of course, he had to feel it.

The two exchanged thousands of moves in a flash, and Wang Zhiyun suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jie, who was in high spirits when he saw his opponent stop, asked in confusion.

"What's your profession?" Wang Zhiyun felt his worldview collapse. It was okay for someone to compete with him in speed when he activated his desperate skill and tripled his attributes, but he couldn't tolerate that someone could compete with him, a desperate swordsman, in terms of moves. As an extremely rare hidden profession with the characteristics of Dragon Country, Wang Zhiyun never thought that his attributes were the highest, but he always felt that there was no possibility for others to compete with him in moves. But he suddenly found out that he was wrong. This time, his opponent completely crushed him in terms of moves.

Obviously, the opponent's skills seemed so ordinary, and there was nothing exquisite about each move, but he just couldn't win. The speed was similar, the strength was similar, and the opponent's moves were clumsy, so why couldn't he win! He even wondered if there was really a realm where no moves were better than moves. He didn't see the opponent's superiority because his realm was too low?

If he asked the right question, Wang Jie would tell him that everything can be seen clearly in front of these eyes, and the Sharingan can predict the opponent's movements starting from the third magatama. No matter how sophisticated the moves are or how brilliant the backhand is, they are meaningless in front of the Sharingan, which is like an ability of precognition. That's why Wang Jie responded to the effect of Wang Zhiyun's brilliant sword moves in a clumsy way (the physical skills of the ninja in the Naruto world). Unfortunately, he asked the wrong question.

"Uh~ Why are you asking this?" It's not that Wang Jie wants to hide a name, but he thinks this name is a bit embarrassing, and it is still a long way for him to become immortal.

"Forget it. We'll find out if we form a team and enter Pangu Continent later." As he spoke, Wang Zhiyun's body began to break into pieces. Since it was a desperate move, there were naturally limitations. His limitation was not time, but now was indeed his limit since he could not hurt anyone.

Wang Zhiyun was convinced in his heart, even though he still had many tricks up his sleeve, such as the sword light differentiation that could be used on himself, the big and small Ruyi, and many other auxiliary skills that could be used on himself to greatly increase his combat power. It seemed that he lost because he wasted too much time trying to compete with others in moves, but he knew that it didn't matter if he didn't use all his tricks. The person opposite him didn't feel nervous at all, and probably hadn't even started to take it seriously. It was not unfair for him to lose.

Watching his opponent's body break into pieces, Wang Jie appeared on a new field in the blink of an eye. It was still an empty field. It seemed that he had to wait.

In the auditorium, the audience was much more lively than in the venue.

"Xiao Wang actually lost like this. He used all his strength and couldn't make this guy take him seriously. How strong is he?"

"Indeed, he uses different abilities to deal with different opponents. He only used a skill as universal as Longwei once, against Xiaowen. It can be seen that he has always been playing with a playful attitude. I'm afraid there is no hope of seeing him take it seriously."

"Not necessarily. The two guys with the same eyes as him are also very strong. Even though they lost a game each, I seriously doubt that they lost on purpose. They are probably in the same group and they lost on purpose because they didn't want to fight each other in advance."

"By the way, what happened to those two guys? Did they fight each other?"

"Not yet, but if Xiao Wang loses this time, he will face the guy called Shisui. From the performance of this match, we can roughly know how big the gap is between Wang Jie and these two."

Zhang Tianyun's mouth twitched as he listened on the side. Having been to Yulong City with the Uchiha, he of course knew what status Wang Jie held in front of these two people. He had no interest in the civil war within the special detachment because the result was obvious, but he was very interested in the battle between Shisui and Wang Zhiyun. He wanted to know how strong those "foreigners" recruited by Wang Jie were.