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Chapter 051: Zhao Linlong's Defeat

Take a gamble?

Zhao Feng showed a sly smile on his face: "What do you want to bet on?"

The dispute between the two made several other geniuses from the Zhao clan look at each other in confusion.

But everyone present knew that Zhao Qing had always admired Zhao Linlong. Especially at this summit, Zhao Linlong gave Zhao Qing a spot that should belong to Zhao Feng out of prejudice.

Therefore, Zhao Qing not only admires Zhao Linlong, but also has more gratitude.

"Zhao Qing, forget it, we are all descendants of the same clan, don't hurt the harmony."

Zhao Qin advised.

"no!"

Zhao Qing's face turned red and blue, and he stared at Zhao Feng aggressively: "Since you are so prejudiced against Brother Linlong, I will bet on him to win! Do you dare?"

Obviously, Zhao Qing has confidence in Zhao Linlong to win.

"Why not? Not only do I dare to bet that Xin Wuhen will win, but I also dare to bet that Zhao Linlong can't sustain more than twenty moves."

Zhao Feng smiled happily.

What!

The faces of the Zhao clan members in the pavilion changed, and they looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.

Judging from the current situation, the outcome between Xin Wuhen and Zhao Linlong should be 50-50.

Where did Zhao Feng get his confidence? He actually bet that Zhao Linlong could not hold on to twenty moves.

"Okay, okay! Let's wait and see... As witnesses, the loser must apologize to the winner."

Zhao Qing's eyes could almost spit out fire.

"good."

On the other hand, Zhao Feng looked leisurely and comfortable.

Several geniuses from the Zhao clan had surprised and strange expressions on their faces.

Summit Center.

Whoosh!

Zhao Linlong used "Buying Shadow Body" again, wandering around Xin Wuhen.

After a while, several afterimages disappeared.

The golden-robed figure appeared again, sweeping his leg towards Xin Wuhen's lower body at an extremely shocking speed.

Bang bang!

Xin Wuhen made a bow and performed a perfect kicking technique, knocking Zhao Linlong's leg away.

Blocked again?

Zhao Linlong looked surprised and returned without success again.

"I do not believe!"

Zhao Linlong didn't believe that anyone could defeat his "Buying Body", let alone an opponent whose cultivation level was lower than his own.

Xin Wuhen remained calm and stood still, occasionally moving a step or two to deal with Zhao Linlong.

Zhao Linlong pushed "Buying Shen" to the extreme. He attacked several times in succession, but all failed. He was also attacked ruthlessly by Xin Wuhen, which looked a little embarrassed.

If he hadn't been higher in cultivation than the other party, he might have been completely suppressed.

"Zhao Linlong's movement skills are really useless against Xin Wuhen."

Zhao Feng, Zhao Han and others looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.

Zhao Feng's assertion is obviously implemented.

Zhao Qin and Zhao Yufei asked the reason again in confusion.

"Xin Wuhen has practiced a kind of martial arts that assists hearing. Through his ears, he can judge the opponent's position and shot trajectory. In addition, he uses stillness to stop and strike later. Zhao Linlong's "Buying Shen" poses no threat to him.

"

Zhao Feng explained.

A few people took a closer look and found that Xin Wuhen's ears were vibrating at irregular high frequencies.

If you don't look carefully, it's hard to see.

Zhao Feng's left eye can see more accurately.

He discovered that the direction in which Xin Wuhen's ears twitched was Zhao Linlong's true position.

In other words, Zhao Linlong's movement skills cannot confuse Xin Wuhen at all, and the opponent can judge his position with his eyes closed.

"Huh, this is just a heresy. It's only a matter of time before Brother Linlong wins."

Zhao Qing still said forcefully.

At this time, the confrontation between the two people on the field continued for five or six moves.

During the first five moves, Xin Wuhen basically only defended passively.

At the sixth move, Xin Wuhen suddenly counterattacked.

Xiaoyun's acupuncture hand!

When Xin Wuhen intercepted Zhao Linlong's attack again, his other hand grabbed Zhao Linlong's arm at an incredible angle and speed.

"open!"

Zhao Linlong was shocked, and his martial arts energy surged wildly, shaking Xin Wuhen's hand away.

Even so, there was a pain in his arm, leaving a bruise and scratch, which blocked blood flow.

Xin Wuhen has practiced all intermediate martial arts to perfection and above, and even if he is caught at the sixth level of martial arts, it will be too much for him.

"Xin Wuhen's control over the inner strength of martial arts is undoubtedly more refined, and he can achieve maximum lethality with the minimum force. The blow just now hit the joint acupuncture point, which slightly damaged Zhao Linlong's strength..."

Zhao Feng's left eye can see clearly.

Cloud chess moves!

Xin Wuhen took the initiative and used an unprecedented footwork, which seemed to be advancing but also retreating, and it was difficult to determine whether it was true or false.

This set of footwork is not fast, but it looks very strange. Every step is full of infinite variables.

In Zhao Feng's senses, it was not a set of footwork, but a game of chess.

"Never seen this kind of footwork."

The geniuses at the summit shook their heads.

Under that weird footwork, Xin Wuhen was not very fast, but it always made Zhao Linlong confused.

Broken Wind Finger!

Xin Wuhen's trembling finger pierced the air and traced an unpredictable trajectory, integrating with the strange footwork under his feet.

Fingering and footwork.

Two different martial arts seemed to merge together, producing an unpredictable blow.

At the same time, Zhao Feng once again felt from Xin Wuhen the artistic conception that coincided with the right time and place.

"What's happening here……"

Zhao Linlong's pupils shrank, and Xin Wuhen's blow gave him an inexplicable sensory impact.

The opponent's blow seemed to combine an inexplicable trend, and it was strange and unchangeable at the same time.

break!

Zhao Linlong shouted loudly like spring thunder, his martial arts energy surged through his body, and he burst out with a punch to stave off the blow.

Puff!

Xin Wuhen's figure swayed, and he took four or five steps back under the shock of that tyrannical martial arts inner strength.

Zhao Linlong groaned, his arm went numb and painful, and he almost lost consciousness.

His right arm hung down almost powerlessly.

All the geniuses on the field were dumbfounded and held their breaths.

"Xin Wuhen's attack is too evil."

Some people were puzzled.

Among the geniuses on the field, only a few can see the clues.

Under the shadow of trees.

"What kind of perversion is this when several martial arts of perfect realms are integrated into one?"

A dark silver figure whispered.

"This is a bit like the artistic conception of holy martial arts moves. He not only has the consciousness and senses of a martial arts master..."

Another figure said in surprise.



how so?

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Linlong's forehead.

From the moment of competition until now, he has finally been clearly at a disadvantage.

At this moment, the confrontation between the two continued until the seventh move.

Xin Wuhen is unbeatable in ten moves.

Could it be that this iron law can never be broken?

Cloud shuttle finger!

Zhao Linlong took a deep breath and finally used his strongest top martial arts.

Tiger Roaring Fist!

Xin Wuhen's face was expressionless, and he actually used a powerful and powerful intermediate boxing technique.

Each of his martial arts has reached a state of perfection, even surpassing the constraints of the original martial arts.

At this moment, Xin Wuhen punched out, the roaring sound was astonishing, and the inner strength of martial arts burst out like a tiger.

Boom!

With one finger and one punch, they shook each other hard, and a powerful wave of air swept across a radius of five to six meters.

Zhao Linlong only felt a pain in his fingers, and felt that the opponent's fist was like an iron ball, containing a terrifying strong force.

Any kind of martial arts that refers to magic, if the power is gathered together, although it is powerful, it is also very dangerous and relatively fragile in terms of protection.

For example, the "Star Pointing Finger" practiced by Zhao Feng is even more dangerous. If there is a slight mistake, the finger may be broken.

Xin Wuhen's punch was powerful and domineering, containing a terrifying power.

Teng!

Zhao Linlong suffered another disadvantage and quickly retreated.

Since the two started fighting, for the first time, one side was losing.

Xin Wuhen pressed forward step by step, using boxing techniques, fingering techniques, palm techniques, footwork...many martial arts, perfecting the realm and integrating them all.

The seventh move...the eighth move...the ninth move...

Zhao Linlong was completely suppressed, with several serious injuries on his body and a loss of strength.

If Zhao Linlong hadn't had the upper hand in cultivation, the few previous encounters would have been enough to cause him severe damage.

finally!

At the tenth move...

"The tenth move!"

Everyone held their breath.

"The clouds soar through the sky!"

Zhao Linlong poured his life's strength and all his martial arts inner strength into that killer finger.

The moment the fingering broke out, it was like a storm, and the roaring sound cut through the night sky, leaving behind a terrifying purple-green rainbow...

What a strong finger!

Many geniuses at the summit were shocked.

Some people who were close to each other had difficulty breathing and were trembling.

"The power of this finger is almost close to my 'Pointing Star Finger'."

In the pavilion, Zhao Feng looked moved.

"interesting."

Xin Wuhen smiled slightly, took a breath, and a condensed inner energy condensed between his arms. The dark gray aura surrounded it like ripple lines... The degree of condensation of that inner energy even exceeded that of Yun Qi Duan warriors.

limit.

Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe it. How did he do it?

"Sweep the storm!"

Xin Wuhen waved his sleeves, and the wind roared like thunder. The rocks beneath his feet peeled off and turned into a ring-shaped dust.

In that one wave, it seemed that the wind and clouds were stirred up and swept across.

This seems to be Xin Wuhen's strongest blow since his appearance!

Bang bang——

The two terrifying martial arts moves clashed together, and the dust and air waves danced wildly, almost forming a small whirlwind.

That moment.

The two people in the center of the field were completely shrouded in dust and smoke, and only two blurry figures standing still could be seen.

All the spectators were astonished.

powerful!

So strong!

One by one, the talented teenagers gasped.

Compared to the peak confrontation between the two, the confrontation between the other geniuses was just a game.

"It's hard to believe that this is a battle at the level of a 'Yun Qi Duan' warrior."

"The final burst of power is probably close to the level of a seventh-level martial arts master..."

Some of the invited distinguished guests at the summit were quite visionary, and among them there were even one or two masters of the seventh level of martial arts.

Phew~

The dust dispersed in the night wind.

Two figures emerged clearly.

Xin Wuhen stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes were slightly damaged, his hair was messy, and his face was slightly rosy.

Wow!

Zhao Linlong trembled, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

thump!

He was holding one hand on the ground, panting, with fear and unwillingness on his face.

Lost!

Not only did he lose, he also lost on the tenth move.

Ten moves are no match for Xin Wuhen!

Is this an iron rule that cannot be violated?

"How could Brother Linlong lose...it's only ten moves..."

Zhao Qing was a little lost.

For a long time, Zhao Linlong has been his idol, whom he is grateful for and admired.

Not long ago, he even did not hesitate to make a bet with Zhao Feng.

"Lost in ten moves?"

Zhao Feng himself was a little surprised.

He originally made a bet with Zhao Qing that not only would Zhao Linlong lose, but he could not sustain more than twenty moves.

At this moment, several geniuses from the Zhao clan looked at him with strange eyes.


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