Upon hearing Zhao Xuanqi's words, Hanai Cheng's eyes suddenly burst out with an extremely fierce and fierce light.
In an instant, terrifying murderous intent burst out from his body. Black clouds enveloped the entire arena and began to spread outwards. Countless black feathers slowly fell, and the edges of each feather were extremely sharp, as if they could be cut apart.
space.
The audience around the ring clearly felt a strong threat and felt a strong sense of suffocation.
Many martial arts masters present felt it even more profoundly. This momentum was very different from the momentum created by China's martial arts.
In Chinese martial arts, a hundred flowers bloom. To a certain extent, lethality is not the first pursuit of Chinese martial arts.
Control the body, transcend yourself, become strong in flesh and blood, and be extraordinary. Incorporate principles into boxing. What you create is not boxing, but stories, character, and Tao.
Neon Kendo is different. Most Neon Kendo pursues pure killing. All moves are designed to kill the opponent. Natural selection is extremely cruel. This is also in line with the topographic characteristics of their country. Naturally
environment and national character.
Only by being ruthless and ruthless enough can you survive better.
This is the way of killing.
This kind of kendo characteristic is now fully revealed in Hanai Makoto. Ordinary people fighting against such a neon kendo master will be overwhelmed by the murderous intent in an instant, become insane, and may even suffer a cerebral blood vessel rupture and die on the spot.
Guo Tianyou, whose injuries were initially stable, looked very ugly at the moment. This aura reminded him of the confrontation between him and Hanai Makoto just now.
His strength is not weak, but the real strength lies in the flying sword raised in Niwan Palace. When the flying sword is broken, he loses 50% of his ability. What's more, he is stimulated by the opponent's sword intention, and he falls instantly.
defeat.
The opponent's sword intent gathers and disperses invisible, and the terrifying and sharp killing intent contains extreme cunning. There is a hint of hardness and softness between the gathering and dispersion. Even in the way of killing, it is already an extremely artistic conception.
Strong sword intent.
Whether Zhao Xuanqi can withstand the pressure of this sword will be the key to the next showdown.
Hanai Makoto's aura was like black feathers falling down, covering Zhao Xuanqi's whole body. These falling feathers were actually the strong sense of threat generated after the sensory functions such as eyes, perception, intuition, and murderous intent were fully activated, observing Zhao Xuanqi's every move.
Each fallen feather is actually caused by Hanai Makoto controlling his own murderous intention to move rapidly.
Every living thing has its own sense of crisis, just like when an injection is given, the corresponding skin will already be chilled and shrink before the syringe drops. Martial arts masters can use their gaze and momentum to maximize this effect.
These black feathers have a detecting effect. Once the opponent reacts in the slightest under the stimulation of his own killing intention, these are all flaws that can be caught. The killing intention scattered in the sky will instantly concentrate into a magic sword, just like just now
When targeting Guo Tianyou, his body and mind were united, and the attack came instantly.
Momentum never manifests alone and is inseparable from the material form.
However, in Hanai Cheng's spiritual awareness, Zhao Xuanqi seemed to be standing loosely at this time, but his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog. The sharp black feathers filled with murderous intent fell down and were actually swallowed by this layer of fog.
It did not have any impact on Zhao Xuanqi.
Unmoving as a mountain.
No flaws?
Hanai Makoto's eyes narrowed slightly, and it seemed that he had some ability to talk wildly.
That will expose your flaws!
The next moment, Hanai Makoto inhaled slightly, his lungs swelled up, and he stepped lightly.
His body was as light as a feather, as if he had no weight. In an instant, he seemed to shrink to an inch and come to Zhao Xuanqi's side.
Zhao Xuanqi's pupils suddenly shrank.
this speed
Simply extraordinary!
In an instant, Hanai Makoto's hands suddenly shook, leaving countless afterimages in the light.
Zhao Xuanqi relied on his terrifying dynamic vision to see clearly. The pores on the opponent's arms suddenly opened, and then there was a thin air blade lingering on the palm of his hand as the muscles of his palm trembled. It was as thin as
Cicada wings are extremely sharp.
Moreover, at the moment when his pores opened and closed, his palms instantly became energetic, seeming to gain some kind of driving force, and the speed reached the extreme.
gas?
Swish, brush, brush!!
Hanai Makoto's palms fell suddenly, like countless feathers falling down, exuding a fatal beauty.
The harsh sound of breaking wind sounded, and under the control of his Gang Qi, several meters long sharp Qi blades spread from his palms, criss-crossing, and there was nowhere to hide!
Yu Nianliu, three thousand feathers fall!!
This is the move that just defeated Guo Tianyou. Even the three-qi realm master's body membrane can be cut instantly when he is in the state of qi surge. You can imagine the strength of this kind of qi blade!
It was at the moment when the attack fell.
Zhao Xuanqi, who was loose and loose, suddenly experienced horrific changes in his body.
Boom!!
The heart beats violently, the organs roar, the vocal cords vibrate slightly, and the muscles tighten like bowstrings.
All kinds of energy were superimposed together, and various sounds stirred up each other, and finally turned into an earth-shattering roar.
Roar!!
In the spiritual aura, a huge mouth of an unknown ferocious beast appeared, as if a scream could shake the sky and reverse the sky. However, the form of the ferocious beast was very blurry and could not be seen clearly.
In full view of the public, Zhao Xuanqi hid the form of his ferocious beast spirit to a certain extent, in order to cover up the true meaning of the Hundred Beast Fist.
However, he had no reservations when it came to his physical strength.
It is easy to detect the mental momentum, but it is difficult to detect abnormalities in the energy unless it is a top animal-shaped boxing school such as Xuanwu Baihumen.
The heart is open to the mysteries, and the explosion is extremely violent in an instant, like a blast from a cannon.
Without using various secret techniques, even Fan Shiyan, the descendant of the White Tiger Clan, was repelled by one move!
The terrifying Gang Qi transformed into a shape and pounced on Hanai Makoto like the maw of a ferocious beast, disrupting the airflow throughout the arena.
However, in front of Huajing Cheng, this trick did not work.
The strength of the air blade transformed by the other party's Gang Qi is beyond imagination. The terrifying air flow vibrations in the shape of Jian cannot completely dissipate the air blade transformed by this person!
Swish, brush, brush!!
Instead, the Gang Qi transformed by the Jian Shape was instantly spread out by the criss-crossing blade network, and the air flow rippled and exploded, producing a terrifying impact, just like a grenade exploding.
Hanai Makoto's figure was like a feather, and he flew back lightly under the impact of this airflow without being injured. On the other hand, Zhao Xuanqi, the superimposed energy and blood that became extremely huge appeared on the palm of his hand.
Blood flowed out from the criss-crossing blade wounds.
"Such a violent outburst and your heart's ability to penetrate the mysteries is really rare. There is indeed a reason to be arrogant, but it's a pity that you met me."
Hanai Cheng said calmly.
"The strength of the air blade has reached this level. In terms of your strength, it can no longer be achieved by pure skills. I somewhat understand your martial arts and abilities. Neon martial arts is a mixture of secret medicine and martial arts.
Are there any advantages? There are indeed some tricks."
Zhao Xuanqi looked at the dozens of bloody wounds on his palms, but his expression was extremely calm.