Chapter 45 Winning eight games in a row, fighting endlessly
Among weapons, the whip is the nemesis of the sword.
Use softness to overcome hardness, use longness to defeat shortcomings.
Just like Hong Tao at this moment, standing more than ten meters away, he can attack Zhang Ruochen.
His whip technique is unpredictable, just like holding a golden snake. The golden snake twists and turns in the air, making a harsh sound of breaking the wind.
At the tip of the golden whip, there is a three-inch long spike, which is sharper than the tip of a sword.
"interesting!"
Zhang Ruochen finally moved!
He circulated the true energy in his body to his legs, and the twenty-seven meridians in his body began to circulate at the same time. He stepped on his feet and turned into an afterimage that shuttled between the golden whips.
In just an instant, Zhang Ruochen crossed a distance of more than ten meters and stood in front of Hong Tao.
Hong Tao's expression changed and he was about to withdraw his long whip and attack Zhang Ruochen.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Ruochen split the scabbard in his hand and hit Hong Tao on the neck.
Hong Tao's center of gravity was unstable, he rolled over and fell off the platform.
The moment he landed on the fighting platform, Hong Tao immediately flipped in the air, landed with both legs on the ground, and stood firmly on the ground. He did not fall into as embarrassing a state as the six people in front of him.
Hong Tao stood in the audience and stared at Zhang Ruochen deeply, "I lost!"
The pace Zhang Ruochen showed just now was too fast. Even if he fights again, he will definitely lose.
Another move!
"With Hong Tao's cultivation, he can't block one of his moves. Isn't this too perverted?"
Xue Bingsheng gently shook the folding fan, with a sinister smile on his lips, "It's interesting!"
"In the eighth game, it's up to me to stop your winning streak." Xue Bingsheng turned into a white shadow, jumped lightly, and landed on the battlefield as gently as a leaf.
"Xue Bingsheng!" Zhang Ruochen said.
Previously, Zhang Ruochen had seen the battle between Xue Bingsheng and Nie Heng. With just one move, Xue Bingsheng killed Nie Heng.
This person is extremely fast and is definitely a strong opponent.
Xue Bingsheng smiled slightly and said: "Among the geniuses that Xue has seen, apart from His Highness the Seventh Prince, His Highness the Ninth Prince has the highest talent. Less than two months have passed in the year-end assessment, and His Highness the Ninth Prince has broken through again.
Two realms, reaching the great extreme of the Yellow Realm. I admire you! I really admire you!"
Zhang Ruochen said: "Are you from the Imperial Prefecture?"
"That's right." Xue Bingsheng said.
"Are you sure you can defeat me?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Xue Bingsheng smiled and said: "The greatest advantage of His Highness the Ninth Prince is that his swordsmanship has reached the advanced level of Sword Sui Xin. The biggest disadvantage is the lack of Qi in the body. His Highness the Ninth Prince has just broken through to the Great Ultimate, right?"
Zhang Ruochen said nothing.
Xue Bingsheng continued: "His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is very fast, but Xue's speed is not slow either. His Highness the Ninth Prince wants to win with speed, which is effective for others, but not for Xue. If it is a contest of strength, with Xue
I’m afraid the cultivation level of Huangji Realm Dzogchen is better than that of His Highness the Ninth Prince, right?”
"Really?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Xue Bingsheng nodded and said: "His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, in front of Xue, you should draw your sword!"
"If I think you are strong enough, I will naturally draw the sword." Zhang Ruochen said.
"The Ninth Prince, please be careful! Xue's Iron Bone Fan is a third-grade true weapon. Nine Huangji Realm Dzogchen warriors have died under the Iron Bone Fan."
Xue Bingsheng closed his eyelids, and the folding fan that was originally closed opened with a roar, and a three-inch long sharp sword blade protruded from each fan blade.
"Whoosh!"
Xue Bingsheng's speed was indeed extremely fast, like a white ghostly shadow, he arrived in front of Zhang Ruochen in an instant.
He practiced a high-grade human-level body technique called "Lingxu Eight Steps", and each step he took was a distance of ten feet.
Taking eight steps in a row, eight afterimages appeared on the battlefield.
It was like eight Xue Bingsheng were attacking Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen was like an immovable sacred tree that took root on the ground. Without moving his legs, he kept swinging out the scabbard in his hand.
Every time it is hit, there will be a sound of metal collision, and sparks will appear in the air.
"Bang bang!"
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen and Xue Bingsheng exchanged more than twenty moves, just like a group of phantoms fighting on the battlefield. Warriors with lower cultivation levels could not see clearly how they moved, and could only see shadows one by one.
Liu Chengfeng stood on the highest stand in the Huangji Martial Palace, stared at the battle platform below, and snorted coldly: "Xue Bingsheng can only draw with him. The outcome is hard to predict!"
"Greetings to Mr. Liu!" Han Shu knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully to Liu Chengfeng.
Han Shu's body is very tall, about 2.6 or 7 meters tall. Just one fist is bigger than an ordinary person's head, and his body is covered with yellow leopard spots.
He has the blood of the wild beast Fire Lion Leopard in his body. He is not a pure human being, but comes from the Fire Leopard half-human race.
In the Kunlun world, there are many half-humans who have become an independent race, such as the powerful Barbarian Dragon half-humans, the Barbarian Elephant half-humans, and the Demonic Ape half-humans. There are also the Jade Fox half-humans and the Moonfish half-humans who are famous for their beauty.
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The status of half-humans is actually very low, and many of them are captured as slaves.
Han Fu is a half-human slave. Liu Chengfeng bought him at a high price because he had a record of winning nine consecutive games in the Huang-level martial arts palace.
Liu Chengfeng said: "Get up! Do you see the young man on the battlefield?"
Han Fu stood up, stared at Zhang Ruochen on the battlefield, and said, "He is very strong!"
Liu Chengfeng said: "Of course he is very strong. So, if Xue Bingsheng is defeated in his hands, you will kill him in the next game."
"Han Shu will not let the young master down. Even if we both die together, we will still kill him." Han Shu said with a strong voice.
Liu Chengfeng nodded and said: "Xue Bingsheng has tested his true strength. It will be very helpful for you to take a closer look at his battle with Xue Bingsheng in your next battle."
Han Ax nodded.
"Xue Bingsheng is too strong. What if something goes wrong?" Princess Ninth Princess was a little worried.
Xue Bingsheng would never dare to kill Zhang Ruochen, but what if something unexpected happened?
Xue Bingsheng was no different from other Dzogchen warriors. He was a truly strong man, and he completely restrained Zhang Ruochen in all aspects. It was almost impossible for Zhang Ruochen to win.
All the warriors in the Huang-level martial arts palace became nervous and wanted to know whether Zhang Ruochen could defeat Xue Bingsheng?
Can he win eight games in a row?
"It's over!"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes became sharp, he thrust out the scabbard and said: "Heaven's heart breaks the plum blossom!"
The speed of drawing the sword was three times faster, just like a white rainbow piercing the sun. The sword energy turned into a white stream of light, passed through the void, and stabbed Xue Bingsheng between the eyebrows.
Xue Bingsheng's expression changed drastically and he immediately backed away.
But it's too late!
"Bang!"
The tip of the scabbard hit Xue Biansheng between the eyebrows.
Xue Bingsheng's head suddenly became dark and he felt light-headed and fell directly onto the fighting platform, fainting.
Fortunately, it was just the scabbard. If it had been the sword's edge, Xue Bingsheng's forehead would have been pierced.
An old servant of the Imperial Master's Office immediately rushed to the fighting platform, bowed to Zhang Ruochen and said, "Thank you, His Highness the Ninth Prince, for showing mercy!"
After saying this, the old servant walked off the fighting platform with the fainted Xue Bingsheng in his arms, and immediately left the Huangji Martial Palace.
Winning eight games in a row!
The entire Huang-level martial arts palace was in a state of excitement. He was only sixteen years old and set a record of winning eight games in a row. This was definitely quite a remarkable thing.
Even Huang Bang warrior Liu Chengfeng was not so powerful when he was sixteen years old.
"Ninth brother is too strong! If the father knew about this, he would be so happy that he would entertain all the ministers again." The ninth princess let out a long breath, and her hanging heart finally dropped.
However, she discovered that Zhang Ruochen did not step down from the fighting stage after winning eight games in a row. He still wanted to continue the ninth fight?
At this moment, the burly Han Ax stepped onto the battlefield step by step.
He holds a battle ax weighing 1,200 kilograms, and his whole body is covered in metal armor. The metal armor is not covered on the surface of the body, but is embedded in the bones and flesh, and is integrated with the body.
"It turned out to be...Han Ax. Damn it!" The Ninth Princess's face turned a little pale, and she immediately called to the battlefield: "Ninth brother, you must admit defeat, Han Ax is a martial arts lunatic, and the warriors who fought against him
, no one can survive.”
Shan Xiangling's expression also changed and she said: "Han Fu is Liu Chengfeng's slave. He will definitely kill you on the battlefield. Ninth Prince, give in quickly. You have a noble status. There is no need to fight with a bloodthirsty madman."
Fight hard."
Standing on the battlefield, Han Ax laughed loudly, "Boy, did you hear that, those two girls asked you to admit defeat. If you don't admit defeat, Master Han's battle ax will definitely split you in half."
Zhang Ruochen looked towards the top of the stands and happened to see Liu Chengfeng standing on it.
Liu Chengfeng also stared at Zhang Ruochen, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and said loudly: "If His Highness the Ninth Prince is afraid of death, it would be better to admit defeat as soon as possible. If he accidentally dies on the battlefield, I will really be embarrassed.
The prince of the county will explain."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Really? We haven't fought yet, we can't tell who will die and who will live!"
"I don't know how high the sky is, Han Shu, let His Highness the Ninth Prince see your power, and don't let His Highness the Ninth Prince underestimate you!" Liu Chengfeng said gloomily.