After coming to Taixuan Continent and practicing so-called martial arts, Fengda Killer has more or less understood some of the martial arts on the continent. The so-called martial arts are to use simple and clear methods to help warriors dredge the true energy in the meridians, the more refined they are.
The greater the power generated by martial arts using true energy, and in addition, it is also mixed with various moves and methods. When these two aspects are integrated, powerful martial arts will appear, which is the true meaning of martial arts.
In the past, when he practiced the Red Lightning Sword Technique, its power was not as powerful as the Endless Violent Sword. Feng Jueyu somewhat scorned the martial arts on the mainland, but today he saw the authentic Baiyan first-grade martial arts, and he knew that in this world
How terrifying the warrior was, even when he was shrouded in the shadow of the endless storm sword like a sea of thunder, he kind of hated the guy who developed the endless violent sword.
"Which bastard has developed such a domineering swordsmanship that can explode the power of true energy several times over, making it impossible for ordinary people to resist it. Is this still something humans do?"
As he shuttled among the sword shadows, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt powerless, as if he had flown out of the sky and was catching up with the thunderous rainstorm. The sky was filled with thunderous sword light. If this person did not have divine martial arts,
If a person of this level stood inside, even if he bumped into someone casually, he would end up dead without any body parts. Feng Jueyu really wished he had a lightning rod on his head now, and maybe he would feel better.
Once the Endless Violent Sword was unleashed, Feng Jueyu was immediately surrounded by dangers. This was not a sword technique that could be broken by ordinary skills. The powerful true energy was activated, causing the wind and clouds in the world to stir wantonly with Zhong Yuhe's sword technique.
It is like an apocalyptic frenzy washing away the dust of the mortal world. All living beings existing under this world will return to dust and earth to earth. Even fine gold and forged steel can be torn to pieces.
"What should I do?" These are not Lin Xin's bursting sword fragments. You can easily avoid them by opening the Hong Yuan space, loading them all in, and then throwing them out.
The power of the Endless Violent Sword is equivalent to exploding Zhong Yuhe's true energy several times. Once the Hongyuan Space is used, it means that one's own consciousness will have to withstand the internal energy collision of a master who is not weaker than oneself.
It cannot be completed instantly. You need to ensure that you can withstand the devastation of this true energy for a long period of time and not easily collapse.
There is a way, but it's useless. With this time, Zhong Yuhe can come over and stab himself into a horse's nest.
The duel between masters was just a thought. Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think too much, and his figure quickly became erratic. Nothing in the world is perfect, including martial arts. There must be loopholes. Powerful martial arts like the Endless Violent Sword are the biggest.
The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of real energy. He doesn't believe that Zhong Yuhe's inner energy is richer than his eighty-eight Dantian.
Sometimes, competing for internal strength is the most direct and simple way, not to mention Feng Jueyu, a pervert who has dozens of times more real energy than ordinary people. Since there is no other way, the stupid way is to fight.
As soon as he thought of this, Feng Jueyu was too lazy and had no time to think too much. The powerful true energy filled the four veins of heaven and earth, and the momentum rose again and again. In an instant, it reached an unbelievable level. He saw a thick wave of energy gathering on his body.
Green light, even the fine steel sword turned into an emerald color. Standing in the center of the ring, the aura exuded by Feng Jueyu made the rumbling thunder resound everywhere in the martial arts arena. It was the true energy colliding with the sword energy.
The sound of the aura of heaven and earth seemed to echo in the martial arts arena.
Facing the terrifying sword energy coming overwhelmingly, Feng Jueyu did not hesitate at all. He tapped his toes lightly and sprinted towards the endless sword network.
"What is he doing?"
Outside the arena, they were already shocked by Zhong Yuhe's terrifying killing move. No one thought that Feng Jueyu dared to sharpen the edge of the endless violent sword. Even masters of the same level would probably try to avoid the invisible sword by wandering around at this time.
The best way to deal with Qi damage is to wait until the opponent is almost exhausted and then stop attacking.
However, they thought wrongly. What Feng Jueyu wanted was not to hide. This was a competition, not a sneak attack, an assassination, or a plot. If he wanted to secure his position as the leader of the middle and wild city, not only victory was enough, but also a shock.
Let some people with ulterior motives not dare to cause trouble for you in the future.
Watching Feng Jueyu fly toward the invisible sword net, everyone including Zhu Yeqing and Wang Jiutong, who knew him best, exclaimed in surprise.
"Is this kid crazy? That's Bai Yan's first-level martial arts. What's the difference between rushing over like this and dying?"
"Damn it, he is a lunatic. Even the fourth level Shenwu might not dare to take on such a huge sword network, yet he actually advances instead of retreating."
"Have I read it wrong? There are people who are really impatient?"
"..."
In the eyes of everyone, Feng Jueyu was no different from a moth flying into the flames at this moment. Facing such powerful martial arts, throwing himself forward was tantamount to courting death.
"Want to fight for true energy?" Zhong Wuxiu laughed, full of confidence.
Qianfengji on the stage only glanced at it and then stopped looking. He held his teacup and puffed his lips and blew: "You are so young after all. How can Bai Yan's first-grade martial arts be so simple? Alas..."
Just when everyone thought that Feng Jueyu would die miserably under the invisible sword net, suddenly, Feng Jueyu danced his stainless steel sword in mid-air. It was different from the extremely streamlined sword technique he used before.
It can be said that there is nothing fancy about it. He held the stainless steel sword and flew up, facing the layers of sword energy in the invisible sword net, slashing and striking. The ringing sound of swords clashing suddenly resounded above the arena.
"Ding...dang..."
After a fierce confrontation, Feng Jueyu cleared most of the sword energy in the sky. This is consistent with common sense. After all, his cultivation level is almost the same as that of Zhong Yuhe. They are both at the third level of Shenwu. They can offset some of the sword energy.
Qi is completely normal. However, the power of Baiyan's first-level martial arts requires an expert of the same level to consume twice, three times or even more real energy to resist it. As a result, the speed at which real energy is consumed will appear to be extremely terrifying.
And when people thought that Feng Jueyu would be unable to fight anymore and be swallowed up by the invisible sword net, suddenly they discovered that Feng Jueyu's aura had not weakened much, but became more and more powerful.
"When... when... when..."
As the sword energy of the invisible sword net was chipped away layer by layer, everyone present was stunned, and began to chant silently along with Feng Jueyu's sword energy being chipped away.
"One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths, a hundred breaths..."
After nearly half a stick of incense, the invisible sword net in the sky has begun to become soft. Zhong Yuhe's forehead is dripping with sweat. Looking at Feng Jueyu, his face is rosy, as if he has eaten.
He is still in an extremely excited state just like the aphrodisiac he used to take. At this moment, even if he is said to be full of energy and vitality, some people will believe it...
The more everyone watched, the more frightened they became. Gradually, except for the chaotic sword energy sweeping through the air and the sound of breaking wind, no one made a sound in the martial arts arena. Those pairs of eyes full of horror and disbelief were like
The tracking ray locked tightly on the thin figure in the center of the sky filled with sword energy, and nearly half of the warriors opened their mouths and couldn't believe what they saw.
"What a powerful real energy!" I don't know who sighed carelessly, but he got to the point.
Indeed, Feng Jueyu has eighty-eight dantians. If calculated in terms of quantity, it is enough to compare with the eighty-eight third-level Shenwu realm. Although all these true essences added together may not necessarily equal the fourth level of Shenwu, but in terms of the durability of the battle alone,
His strength is definitely at the level of a pervert, so that in the eyes of outsiders, he should be half dead from exhaustion, but now he has not even squandered a single dantian's true energy.
In fact, when all the true energy in one of his dantians is squandered, Zhong Yuhe will probably be half dead from exhaustion.
Although the Endless Violent Sword can make the best possible use of its own true energy, which is completely equivalent to the sum of two or three third-level Shenwu swords, Feng Jueyu has eighty-eight. This concept is the same as eighty-eight.
The concept of a master wheel battle between two or three masters is the same.
Zhong Wuxiu was dumbfounded, Zhu Yeqing was dumbfounded, Wang Jiutong was dumbfounded... even Qianfengji was staring at the ring with his eyes rounded as he dragged his tea cup with only half a bowl of water.
"Where does this kid... come from such strong true energy?"
As an outsider who is extremely close to the realm of Xuan Dao, Qian Fengji is the most qualified person on the field to judge who is superior between Feng Jueyu and Zhong Yuhe. According to normal martial arts theory, Zhong Yuhe
He's Endless Violence Sword can completely overwhelm a master of the same level. If that master cannot break the sword moves as quickly as possible and is constantly being suppressed, the one who falls will definitely be the target of the Endless Violence Sword.
Unfortunately, what he saw completely violated the theory of martial arts. What appeared at the scene was that Feng Jueyu seemed to be preparing to drag Zhong Yuhe down alive.
Don't you like to use loophole-free moves to completely suppress it?
Okay then, let me compete with you to see who has the longer breath.
Both are at the third level of Shenwu, and their strength is almost equal. The powerful sword energy requires Feng Jueyu to use three times more energy to deal with it. Another person would have died of exhaustion in the ring, but in the end, Zhong Yuhe could not help but
How to swing the sword to continuously increase the sword energy to put pressure on Feng Jueyu, but he didn't know the fatigue at all. His chopping, stabbing, picking, and slashing moves were messy, but he could clear out the small area around him, making the sky full of
The sword energy, the invisible sword net is powerless to do anything.
As time went by, Feng Jueyu was fine, but Zhong Yuhe was extremely tired. Zhong Yuhe, who was wielding the steel sword desperately, felt more and more dizzy. It was a sign of losing strength.
The Endless Violent Sword is the quintessence of this first-grade White Flame martial skill. Even if Zhong Yuhe wanted to use all the moves, he would have to use nearly 90% of his true energy.
But until now, more than 70% of the real energy has been consumed. Let alone defeating Feng Jueyu, that kid didn't even lose a hair. Zhong Yuhe was so angry that his face turned livid and his lips turned white. But at this time,
Feng Jueyu can still speak, and the words he speaks can make people angry to death.
"Brother Zhong, it's almost time to withdraw, don't tire yourself out..."
A note to readers:
PS: The first update on the 30th. It’s already past midnight when I came back today. I hurriedly finished a chapter. I looked at the clock at 5 o’clock and took a few hours off to get some sleep.