Volume 9: Head of Dragons (1) 32 Immortal Magic Fight 03
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The stick came out like a mountain, roared like thunder, and where the yellow light flashed, a round air blade was smashed out from the mace, roaring towards Liu Suiyuan.
Liu Suiyuan laughed wildly and said: "Whoever is afraid of whom, come on!" The iron sword struck down from top to bottom, the red sword energy surged, and the oval-shaped sword energy light met the frenzied blade.
"Rumble--"
The two air masses met in the air, and the true energy shot out in all directions, making a deafening explosion. This time they collided head-on, and they were evenly matched.
The frenzy did not retreat but advanced, and the mace was raised again, roaring in the air, and slashing diagonally towards Liu Suiyuan like lightning.
Liu Suiyuan also shouted loudly and raised his iron sword diagonally. Suddenly, the sword energy was flowing horizontally and a strong wind surged. The sword and stick were connected firmly, but a crisp "crack" sound was heard, followed immediately by another roar. As soon as the sound came, the two figures separated. Liu Suiyuan's figure swung diagonally downwards like a swing in the air. But Kuangchao's figure flew diagonally upwards at this collision.
Up and down, the strong sword energy, red dazzle, yellow dazzle, is really amazing.
As soon as the competition was touched, the climax fell. No matter the disciples of the Zhenmo sect or the Yuqing sect, they all started to cheer loudly.
Chen Yue and others shouted in a hissing voice: "Crazy tide, beat this guy until he's all over the place!"
Samsara and the others shouted wildly: "Senior Brother Liu, send this girl back to her mother's arms!"
The cheers continued for a while, and Sendai in front of Fengtian Pavilion suddenly became lively.
In this head-to-head confrontation, the two sides were still evenly matched. The huge collision made their arms numb, and they secretly admired each other's strength. However, in the first battle, both sides were bound to win. Kuang Chao's bellicose temperament made them fight each other. , regardless of top or bottom, but it aroused his fighting spirit even more. After his body floated for ten feet, he circled in the air, kicked his feet, and rushed down, shouting wildly: "There is someone named Liu. What you sow will reap what you sow.”
Liu Suiyuan laughed loudly and said: "I'm afraid you won't succeed. Don't talk about three sticks, but three hundred sticks. Your grandpa can still catch it." While his figure was swaying, he stepped back in the open space with his right foot, as if he was stepping on the ground. His body jumped up, and the iron sword in his hand swished left and right, and the red sword energy burst out, slashing towards the craziness.
It only took a moment for the two of them to reunite. The roar on the ground was like thunder, the stick energy in the air was like a mountain, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the red and yellow energy was flying everywhere. The two people were fighting fiercely in the air.
Hanzi nodded secretly after seeing this, thinking: "During the chaos last night, Liu Suiyuan's kung fu was less than 12%, and the immortal skills were not used in time, otherwise he would be able to do it in one move. It is quite difficult to control him."
Master Xiu Shui nodded, tilted his body slightly, and said to Yi Xiao'er: "Xiao'er, it seems that the male disciples of Dongyun Pavilion have also worked hard. The martial arts of Kuang Chao's nephew is pretty good."
Yi Xiaoer smiled faintly and said: "Yes, Junior Brother Jin is very strict with me, but sometimes he is too eager for quick success. In today's competition, even if Dongyun Pavilion is undefeated, it will be difficult to win. The Immortal Method Tao is not like martial arts. Sometimes you can practice quietly and quietly, but you can get better results."
Master Xiu Shui smiled and said: "What Xiao'er said is right. Look at Kuang Chao, that boy has more than enough domineering strength and madness, but lacks strength. If it weren't for Master Nephew Liu from the Zhenmei Sect who has little experience and can't defeat the enemy, Kuang Chao would I'm afraid we will be at a disadvantage soon. Xiao'er, it seems that you have learned the truth from the Headmaster Sister, and the future of the Yuqing Sect depends on your hard work."
Yi Xiao'er sighed in her heart and said quietly: "Xiao'er thinks so too, but things are unpredictable. Everything depends on God's will."
Master Xiu Shui didn't know why she said this. He looked up and saw that the fight between Liu Kuang and Liu Kuang in the air had reached a fever pitch. In the frenzy, he tried his best to hit the stick with all his strength. Liu Suiyuan raised his sword to meet each other. Press down, lift up, fall straight down from the air, with a roar, both of them are connected to the ground, the energy bursts out in all directions, whipping up a strong wind, and there is a thunderous sound outside the stadium.
This hard fight was so powerful that both the offensive and defensive sides seemed to have tried their best, but the frenzy attacked from top to bottom and seemed to have the advantage in terms of strength. After landing, Liu Suiyuan stepped back several steps before standing firm. Come on, your face is swollen and red.
In the thunder outside the field, I saw his eyes wide open, his eyes flashing, and he suddenly roared, his legs bent, his arms suddenly stretched out, and his strength surged in an instant.
But the force of the frenzy's downward attack was exhausted, and when the new strength was not yet generated, thanks to his desperate counterattack, his figure suddenly floated backwards, his feet counted on the ground, and he retreated seven or eight feet away, snapping. Standing still, holding the stick in both hands, he glared angrily, his eyes bursting with a destructive look, like a god.
However, everyone onlookers saw that both of them were flushed, their chests were rising and falling rapidly, and they were breathing heavily. They must have been extremely exhausted.
In this earth-shattering head-on fight, Kuang Feng took the lead first, and then Liu Suiyuan came on top. The two attacks offset each other, and no one took advantage. They were still evenly matched.
Kuangchao raised his head to the sky with a loud roar, kicked his feet, and pushed forward again. The heavy mace in his hand smashed down crazily with great force. Not to be outdone, Liu Suiyuan took a deep breath, and with a roar, the iron sword screamed. Whisping and waving, snapping and snapping sounds, the records are connected, and the energy bursts out. The two figures separate and reunite, and the strong wind sweeps the Sendai.
"Bang——"
After another hard fight, the two separated again, and two snaps sounded almost at the same time. Both of them knelt down on one knee, supported the ground with one hand, raised their heads, glared at each other, and gasped heavily for dozens of times. People ten feet away can hear it.
"Brother Yang Fengdao, based on Xiu Shui's humble opinion, this is a draw. Otherwise, if we continue to fight, I'm afraid both sides will suffer losses and the harmony between our two factions will be damaged." Master Xiu Shui spoke at the right time, his voice was light and soft, and he spoke from a distance. Floated away.
Old Taoist Yang Feng also knew the situation of the two of them, and he knew that Liu Suiyuan still had some shortcomings in his experience. Otherwise, if he used the art of wandering and fighting, consuming a frenzy of physical strength and energy, and fighting to the end, he still had some chance of winning. It was just a competition. As a rule, because of his status, he couldn't give any advice. He nodded and said: "Since Master Xiu Shui proposed it, Yang Feng naturally agreed, so this game can be regarded as a draw."
Master Lingshui stood up from his seat and said in a crisp voice: "The two judges have ruled that this game is a draw, with neither side winning or losing. Please ask the two nephews to return to their respective camps and not fight again."
Although both Kuangchao and Liu Suiyuan were dissatisfied, especially Liu Suiyuan, who was beaten by Han Zi last night and was extremely suffocated. They wanted to regain some face in the competition today, but they couldn't do so. It seemed that he was "Iron Sword"
The title of “Wish Fulfilled” is no longer so resounding from now on.
The two glared at each other again, snorted coldly, and said almost at the same time: "If we have a chance, let's fight for another three hundred rounds!"
As soon as they finished speaking, they felt a sense of sympathy for each other and looked at each other before they both left.