After the calm voice fell, Xiaoyao and the others were stunned for a moment, then looked at the Master Zizhu who was standing calmly, as if he were an ordinary person, with a hint of surprise flashing through the depths of his eyes.
Three moves!
Is it possible for a person to be able to say so lightly that as long as there are many players present, he can perform three moves on his hands? What's more, the move of gently brushing his hands is extremely ordinary, but everyone present is careful.
When he thought about it, everyone looked surprised, and no one of the players found out how he made the move.
"Very strong!"
Xiaoyao and Negative Swordsman looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
The atmosphere in Nuo Da's courtyard was oppressive. Hundreds of people stared at Master Zizhu with solemn eyes. Their expressions were changing, and they were all hesitant about whether to be the first to challenge.
And in front of everyone's gaze, a strong man from the Heaven Realm moved and took the lead to rush towards the center. He stared solemnly at Master Zizhu who was walking down with a calm smile in front of him. He bowed slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Little Ziye Tomb, please give me some advice, senior!" After saying this, his body stepped back several steps. When he stopped, his hands were already covered with a pair of metal gloves.
"His name is Ye Tomb, and he is number 21 on the Wucheng list!"
Cang Lang explained to Xiaoyao in a low voice: "The technique he practices is a yellow-level advanced handheld technique, which is extremely powerful."
"Palm technique?"
Xiaoyao looked curious and fixed his gaze on Ye Tomb.
Scattered shouts came from the crowd, all cheering for Ye Tomb. With these shouts, the oppressive atmosphere in the courtyard was relieved for a moment. Master Zizhu walked down slowly and came to Ye Tomb.
Three or four meters in front of him, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, and he chuckled: "Come on!"
"excuse me!"
Ye Tomb shouted in a deep voice, and his body galloped out like a runaway horse.
While running wildly, a punch with a golden metallic luster seemed to penetrate the obstruction of the air, making a dull cry, and rushed straight out. Ye Tomb did not take any dodge at all. After a breath, he appeared directly in front of Master Zizhu.
, like a furious bull, punching out his right fist without hesitation.
laugh!
The air roared.
Ye Tomb's face was full of majesty. He did not dare to look down upon Master Zizhu at all. He showed off his strongest strength in almost a face-to-face encounter. With this punch, even the air seemed to burst.
There was a dull rumble.
That speed is as fast as thunder.
His move was extremely decisive, causing bursts of applause from the crowd.
"That is?!"
Xiaoyao stared at Master Zizhu, not daring to miss a chance to observe his strength. Suddenly, his expression changed, and the corners of his mouth opened in surprise: "When did he take action!!!"
"
Not just carefree.
Beside him, the Heavenly King, Negative Swordsman, Ling Tian and others were also always paying attention to Master Zizhu's actions. But just as Ye Tomb's punch was about to hit the front of Master Zizhu, a palm seemed to appear out of thin air.
Appearing in front of Ye Tomb's fist and holding it firmly in his hand with a click, their eyes were filled with shock.
"break!!!"
His fists were restrained, and Ye Tomb was stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly, with veins popping up all over his body.
"no!"
Master Zizhu chuckled and shook his head. He grabbed the palm of Ye Tomb's fist and twisted it gently. A huge force directly swept Ye Tomb's body and blasted him backward. With a bang, Ye Tomb knelt down on one knee and raised his right hand.
He hung weakly on the ground, and huge drops of sweat kept flowing down his cheeks.
"hiss!"
Hundreds of people took a breath and looked at Ye Tomb who was defeated in an instant in disbelief.
Deathly quiet.
The throat sounds of swallowing secretly continued to sound, and the faces of both the Heavenly King and the Negative Swordsman looked extremely ugly. Too strong! The strength shown by Master Zizhu was too strong! They did not expect to be ranked 20th on the Wucheng List. Yi's tomb of karma didn't even make a move in Master Zizhu's hands, and he left the field in embarrassment.
"Who's on?"
Everyone stared at him.
"Senior, here I come, please teach me!" In the silence, the figure of the negative swordsman suddenly appeared in front of Master Zizhu. He looked at Master Zizhu in front of him, and his eyes flashed with excitement. Seeing this excitement, Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then he started laughing.
"really!"
"The Negative Swordsman is such a person."
Although he has only met Negative Swordsman a few times, Xiaoyao can feel that Negative Swordsman is actually an extremely arrogant person. He has a persistent pursuit of strength. When facing almost invincible and challenging enemies, he seems to have an eternal heart. The heart that will give up. The heart is still there, the fight is still there, the fight will last until the end of time, and the world will fall apart.
"bring it on."
Master Zizhu's eyes flashed with admiration, he chuckled and waved his hand.
The lower plate of the negative swordsman sank slightly.
call out
The long sword at the waist suddenly shot out, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the shining sword light seemed to flash in the world. In the blink of an eye, it came to Master Zizhu with the extremely cold sword energy. The sword came out, the air roared, and hurricanes surged. This sword has reached the peak of the negative swordsman's strength, and it is a sword that condenses his energy and spirit.
"Death Sword!"
Just like the tomb of karma, the Negative Swordsman unleashed his most powerful sword as soon as he made a move. His eyes were closed at the moment of the move, and the only thing in his mind was the sword in his hand and Master Zizhu in front of him.
"Sword Intent?"
Master Zizhu was startled.
In that inconspicuous sword, he saw the budding sword intention. Although it was small, it was already imprinted with a trace of eternal unyielding and the will to fight to the death.
"Zheng!"
The sword was like lightning and as fast as thunder, appearing directly in front of Master Zizhu. Two fingers suddenly appeared and were firmly grasped on both sides of the buzzing sword tip, unable to move at all.
"I lost!"
The negative swordsman calmly sheathed his sword without turning around.
"No!"
"you win!"
Master Zizhu glanced at the blood that appeared between his fingers, waved his hand with a chuckle, and shot a stone from the bamboo table at the negative swordsman who turned around in surprise, and said with a smile: "You hurt me, so you win. "
"Sit on that bamboo chair!"
Master Zizhu pointed to the bamboo chair behind him and said calmly: "It's good for you!"
Negative Swordsman walked away doubtfully and sat down subconsciously. The next moment, ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face. He took a serious look at Master Zizhu, and almost couldn't wait to fall into the void.
"this……"
In just a few dozen seconds, everyone around him was stunned.
After the Negative Swordsman passed, everyone's brows also flashed with surprise. It turned out that you don't have to pass three moves before you can pass. Being able to hurt Master Zizhu can be regarded as passing the test. But... Xiaoyao looked at the man who fell into meditation. The negative swordsman in the middle had an extremely solemn expression.
"Sword Intent!"
"Yes, it should be sword intention. It is said in ancient martial arts that when the sword is practiced to the extreme, it can nurture the essence and produce hazy and unpredictable meaning. The meaning is a state of ancient warriors. Only those who have reached this state can be called a martial artist. Learn from the masters." Xiaoyao was frightened. He had a hunch that the sword intent he felt from the Negative Swordsman just now might be this.
"Senior, please enlighten me..."
"Senior, please enlighten me..."
Seeing the hope, everyone stepped forward to challenge one by one. However, the result was disappointing to them. In the next few hours, more than 30 masters challenged, but without exception, they were all defeated by Master Zizhu.
Come to the next battle. The best performers are Ling Tian, Jiutian, Hua Buhui and other leaders of the four major forces. They all relied on their strong trump cards to withstand two moves, but they were useless in the third move.
The power of resistance.
until.
The King of Heaven stepped out solemnly, holding a sword and fighting.
The sword of the King of Heaven is different from his people.
His sword is bloodthirsty, a barbaric sword, a sword that faces death in its madness and is fearless in everything. Although this sword does not integrate its own spirit like the Negative Swordsman, it is from another angle.
It explains the secret meaning of the sword. In the words of Master Zizhu, it is the royal sword!
Manage the sword, control the sword, and become the master of the sword.
The sword comes out with absolutely no reservations, with the intention of destruction, destroying everything.
"Sit over there!"
Master Zizhu took a deep look at the King of Heaven and asked him to sit on a bamboo chair. Then, he looked at Xiaoyao and the others again and said calmly: "Who else is there?"
Xiaoyao's expression was calm, and he moved his steps, ready to step out, but the next moment, the wolf's figure suddenly moved, and flashed out in front of him.
"Wolf!"
Xiaoyao was startled, and spoke subconsciously. Halfway through his words, Canglang's nod suddenly turned around, extremely calm: "Xiaoyao, let me go first in this battle!"
Looking at the wolf in front of him, Xiaoyao suddenly realized that he was wrong.
He is no longer the wolf he once was in Hanxiang Academy. He has new ideals and new will. He is the leader of the dignified Hanxiang Pavilion and a renowned master on the Wucheng Ranking. He is no longer the same person he was back then.
That wolf has a timid temperament and cannot do things with confidence.
"what happened?"
Xiaoyao looked slightly startled and murmured subconsciously.
