At this moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet. Lance felt that the sky in front of him continued to blur, and the walls of the small building faded, leaving only the window and the pair of eyes in the window.
His pupils dilated, breathing became difficult, and his heartbeat continued to intensify. It seemed that he was hallucinating before his eyes. Lance saw red steam coming out from the back of the blond young man. The strands were like ribbons, flowing continuously from his shoulders, neck, and
The top of the head and even the pores on the face overflowed. Finally, it gathered above the window, forming a vortex, spinning faster and faster, and...
"Hey, Lance, what's up?"
Suddenly, Arrow's voice came from the front. It was like a wake-up call, and it suddenly brought Lance back to the real environment.
He took a deep breath of air, quickly closed his eyes and shook his head. The feeling of suffocation and oppression gradually dissipated. The skin on his back was covered with cold sweat, and he felt a chill at the moment.
Lance looked up again, only to find that the open window there had been closed, as if what just happened was actually his hallucination. He loosened the hand that had been holding the sword hilt tightly, and the white bandage on it was stained by hot sweat.
Wet traces.
He turned his head and looked around, and found that he was at the very back. Seven or eight meters in front, a group of people looked at him one after another.
"What's wrong? Lance." Lance's teacher, a bald old man, walked over quickly: "You look ugly. Is it because you didn't rest on the train all the way? Or did something go wrong during your practice?"
Lance shook his head and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then he stepped forward with a gloomy expression and followed the others.
There was a vague mocking tone in the crowd: "The fight is about to begin, why are you pretending to be injured or sick? Are you thinking that if you lose the fight, you will find an excuse to get off the stairs afterwards?"
"I pretended to be so strong just now, now, haha..."
"..."
Lance's breath became colder, but he did not refute. Instead, he glanced at the people who spoke, and finally fixed his gaze on Justin, the leader of the Evil Eye Fist.
There was no way it was an illusion just now. He had only felt that familiar sense of oppression from the master of the Sword of Souls. In other words, the blond young man who looked at him a few seconds ago was a fighter.
A powerful fighter.
I didn't expect that the Evil Eye Fist actually contains such a master.
Sure enough, any esoteric school with a good reputation and foundation should not be underestimated. Maybe there is some trump card hidden in the door.
Originally, Windsha County's Evil Eye Fist ranked lower than average in the East Nine Gates. Lance's Soul Swordsmanship ranked third in the East Nine Gates, and the strength comparison clearly held an advantage.
He came to Evil Eye Fist with a sense of superiority, but now Lance is wary. Evil Eye Fist is probably not just two fighters in name, but three, and the third one is very young. He is so hidden.
Deep down, this is an underhanded attempt to cause trouble in the status rankings of the Nine Sects. Soul Soul Swordsmanship also needs to be vigilant!
Lance glanced at Justin's back, looking at his side face smiling while talking to others. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that there was a hint of sinister hidden under the smile, like a hypocritical old fox.
Everyone continued to move along the road, and when they turned a corner, Lance suddenly whispered to his teacher: "Teacher, I just saw a master martial artist in the third-floor window of the three-story building just now. I don't know if it was him.
Evil Eye Fist has been cultivating hidden trump cards." He glanced at the people in front of him.
"Fighter? Are you sure?" the bald old man replied.
"The oppressive momentum is unmistakable." Lance said.
"Have you seen his appearance clearly?"
"Well, she has blond hair and a very young appearance. Her facial features are as delicate as porcelain, and she doesn't look very old."
Lance described it briefly and quickly.
"Looks like a handsome boy, blond, young..." The bald old man thought for a moment and then directly concluded: "That should be a new fighter! And he is quite young! Although some special secret martial arts have eternal life after practicing
It has the special effect of youthful appearance, but it is very rare. There are only a few fighters who have practiced it, and their appearance characteristics are completely different from what you said."
Since the establishment of Dongjiumen, Dongjiumen has consciously begun to collect information on all fighters in the Hongli Federation. Especially young fighters, whether they are really young or young in appearance, are easily valued and paid attention to. Because Miwu is young.
It is the biggest capital. No one can say where a young fighter will reach in the future.
"I guess I guessed it right. Evil Eye Fist secretly trained a new fighter." Lance looked at his teacher.
"This is very important information." The bald old man patted his apprentice on the shoulder, then glanced at the back of Justin in front of him, and then glanced at the Xinghuan Fist people next to him.
Although Dongjiumen is a nominal whole, it is actually relatively loose and has its own internal competition. If Evil Eye Fist really has three fighters and continues to develop in the following time, it may threaten Soul Sword Kendo and
The status of Xinghuan Fist in Dongjiumen, after all, in the secret martial arts world of the Hongli Federation, there are very few secret martial arts schools with three fighters. This explanation will make you understand its importance.
The bald old man coughed twice and walked secretly in the direction of Star Ring Fist. After a small discussion, Arrow looked over at Lance frequently with a very serious expression.
A few minutes passed and everyone arrived in front of the manor's fighting arena. Only then did the bald old man come back.
He leaned next to Lance and whispered.
"Lance, let's wait a minute..."
Everyone entered the fighting arena, which was a specially built indoor fighting venue. White pillars supported the empty space. The fighting venue was square, almost the size of more than half a football field. It was surrounded by a black guardrail.
Justin, the leader of the Evil Eye Fist, said with some show off: "This is the fighting arena that our Evil Eye Fist just built half a year ago. We hired a specialized designer to design a simple and elegant style. We spent a lot of money on this fighting arena.
We don’t have enough resources and cash.”
The bald old man scanned the entire place, and somehow felt that the overall structure was familiar. He suddenly thought of something and said: "Master Justin, the style of this fighting arena seems a bit like the one specially built by Soul Swordsmanship in Nanmian City.
A large kendo martial arts arena. Oh, I just think it looks a bit similar. Maybe it’s because the beautiful buildings have the same purpose. Don’t mind it too much..."
Justin suddenly burst out laughing: "It's the kendo martial arts training ground of your soul-killing swordsmanship. This has been seen. You are right. Since two years ago, I went to the swordsmanship training ground of soul-lost swordsmanship in Nanmian City.
When I was a guest at the branch, I felt that your sword dojo was very grand and practical, so I adopted some of the style, plus the boxing gym I saw when I was a guest at the Xinghuanquan headquarters.
The sports boxing gym built in the urban area of Donghai County. The three were combined into one to build such a fighting arena. I am a layman, so I just took out the parts I liked and kneaded them together to build something that looks different. I hope the soul-killing kendo
Don’t laugh at me..."
Justin smiled brightly and admitted quite frankly that the Evil Eye Fist Fighting Arena imitated the fighting venues of the other three secret martial arts schools. In the eyes of others, there was no embarrassment of being exposed, but rather a sense of eclecticism.
A cheerful attitude.
In the eyes of Soul Sword Kendo and Star Ring Fist, Justin and Evil Eye Fist no longer hide their ambitions. The style of the newly built fighting field is taken from the top three schools in the East Nine Sects. This wants to
Of course, there is no need to go into too much detail about what to do.
I understand everything.
Doing this when you don't have the strength is a sign of being strong, and doing this when you have the strength to hide in the dark is a sign of ambition.
Lance and Arrow looked at each other, seeming to reach some consensus in an instant. Their gazes towards Justin became deeper and deeper. This trip to Windsor County was not in vain. They unexpectedly learned about a nine-door
The competitor who is hiding deep inside will act according to the plan just mentioned later.
After Justin finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the strange looks in Lance's eyes. He was a little puzzled. He thought it was probably because their own fighting arena style structure was imitated and they were not very happy.
He coughed twice and then said to everyone.
"Please, everyone."
Among the crowd of the secret martial arts sect in Wensha County, Master Panming Martial Arts Sect stood up immediately and stared at Lance with his eyes.
But Lance didn't seem to care very much. He just walked straight towards the fighting arena, the long sword at the hem of his windbreaker swaying slightly.
"Huh." Xiute snorted and walked up.
Suddenly, there were only two people facing each other in the middle of the wide fighting field. Beside the black guardrail, there were more than a dozen people watching the fight.
"Senior brother, I will definitely win this time, and at the worst, it can be a tie." A beautiful girl with silver hair said while looking at the fighting field. She also had a thin sword on her slim waist.
"I think the chance of winning should be high. Senior brother has been challenging all the way, and the more he fights, the stronger he is and his progress is rapid. It is said that after challenging the president of the Ci Pavilion Secret Sword Association a few days ago, senior brother has made another small step forward. He is far away from the mysterious and powerful one.
The realm of a fighter is closer..."
A young man with his arms folded across his chest whispered.
"Look carefully..." The bald old man looked over from a distance.
On the venue, the atmosphere was somewhat solid.
"Boy, although you are known as one of the three stars in the East and have reached the realm of boxing master, I am afraid you are not yet ready to defeat me. Let me first educate you on behalf of the secret martial arts community in Wensha County..." Xiu
Special eyes were fixed on Lance opposite him.
"You talk too much." Lance untied the sword bandage.
"Hmph!" A trace of anger flashed across Xiute's face, and he crossed his hands instantly and reached into the inner pockets on both sides of his clothes. The afterimage flashed past, and his palms were placed at his side again. There was a pair of fists on them.
The cover is completely black and made of leather. There are blunt conical nails on the back, which are slightly reflective.
"Hang!"
The sword was pulled out of its scabbard and made a crisp groaning sound. A shadow of a windbreaker flashed in the air, and Lance was already approaching Xiute.
"Quick victory, I won't hold back!"
His black and red eyes narrowed, and a silver sword light extended from his arm, turning into a halo of light in the afterimage.
Clang!
The blade of the sword tore through the air and flew through the air, hitting the glove that quickly hit him. The steel nails on the surface of the glove just hit the blade, and a stream of golden and red sparks suddenly erupted.
Lance turned his wrist, and the swift sword drew an extremely fast sword flower in his hand, and then quickly launched attacks at three locations around Shuter. In just half a second, at least ten swords were fired.
Ding, ding, ding... a series of metal collisions sounded.
The air was filled with sparkles, a golden and red color.
"Stone Plate Ejection Fist!"
Shute jumped forward like a raptor, his fist made a semicircle in the air, and hit Lance hard on the chest. But Lance reacted quickly and drew his sword across his chest to block it. Bang!
A figure flew up and retreated lightly in mid-air.
"The temptation is over? Then I'll take it seriously..."
Lance tapped his toes lightly on the ground and leaned forward, his body straight forward like a sharp sword. The wrist holding the swift sword turned slightly, and the tip of the sword bloomed with sword flowers in the air.
"Ghost roar!"
His right hand suddenly blurred, and he tore the air with a sword. There was a rapid sound of air bursting all around, like the sound of a glider flying across the sky, or like the scream of a human being.
Shute felt a strong threat, and he was about to punch out. However, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and then he groaned and fell back more than ten meters. Looking down, he saw a sword mark at least twenty centimeters long appeared on his chest.
It's bleeding slightly.
This sword is extremely fast, and Shute's sense of danger even appears after being attacked, which shows how fast the sword blade breaks through the air.
"Buzz!"
In place, the swift sword in Lance's hand began to tremble at a very high frequency, like a long ruler being pulled. His entire right arm muscles began to bulge, conveying special power.
As soon as his heels hit the ground, Lance jumped up lightly. He approached Shute at a speed that seemed very slow but was actually very fast. At the same time, he thrust out the swift sword in his hand.
"The waning moon!"
A ray of silvery moonlight splashed in the sky, showing an arc similar to a sickle, with a hint of cruelty in its poignancy.
"Solid Double Stage!"
Shute roared loudly and used his own secret martial arts killing move.
Stupid!
The swift sword was caught in both hands, and a stream of golden sparks erupted as it slashed downwards. The muscles in Shute's arms bulged, and they struggled with Lance's sword. But in the end, he was still unable to completely block it.
The sword blade came out of his hand and stopped above Xiute's forehead.
It left a bloody sword mark one centimeter long.
"I won."
Lance put away his sword directly, with the same cold expression on his face. He walked out of the fighting arena without looking back, came to Arrow and said: "Would you do the next fight, or should I continue..."
"I'll do it." A Luo tightened the bandage, stretched his strong arms back, and a smile appeared on his face.
Stepping forward loudly.
"Which of you in the secret martial arts community in Wensha County is willing to spar with me? I never use weapons and I am very measured in my attacks."
Half an hour later.
A total of four or five such discussions were held.
The record of the secret martial arts community in Wensha County turned out to be a complete defeat.
Not even a draw.
Arrow and Lance continued to improve in the process of challenging all the way, and their momentum accumulated. Their combat power was already extraordinary.
Beside the black railing, half of the many sect masters and elders of the secret martial arts community in Wensha County were injured, and their momentum and mood were somewhat low.
Justin felt secretly happy when he saw this scene, and then walked up to Lance Arrow who was resting and said: "As expected of the Eastern Three Stars, today I saw that the title is really earned!"
"The older generations of these schools in Wensha County are no longer a match for you two. Haha, there are a few old guys I know who are very hungry now. You two, you might as well give me some evil eye fists afterwards.
Stay for a few days and communicate with the younger generation of my Evil Eye Fist. How about giving them a good encouragement for me?"
As Justin was talking, he mentioned something accidentally.
"Okay." Lance suddenly said, this is what you said.
Arrow next to him was more direct. He stared at Justin and said: "Master Justin, there is no need to be secretive anymore. You might as well ask your new fighter from Evil Eye Fist to come out and communicate. I
He is a martial arts idiot, and I dare to challenge him today..."
Looking at A Luo's blazing eyes, as well as the gazes of many warriors from Soul-Sword Kendo and Star Ring Fist, Justin looked confused, and it took him a long time to say: "Huh?"