Chapter eight hundred and thirteen ten strokes but!
"Well done!"
Yunlong sneered, and when he mobilized his internal energy, there was a trace of black on his palm! "Seven Evil Palms!"
He shouted angrily and clapped both hands.
Boom! There was an explosion, as if two giant elephants were colliding, so terrifying! The entire military area was silent. Although most of the soldiers had good skills, they were ordinary people after all. Now it was the first time to see such a terrifying scene. It was like
Like making a movie.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, the madman spurted blood from his mouth and stepped back. Every time he took a step back, the floor tiles under his feet were crushed.
"you lose!"
Yunlong retracted his palm and said calmly.
"Your inner strength is actually so strong?"
The madman finally stopped and looked at Yunlong with shock.
"Your hand bones have been fractured, and you are not qualified to continue fighting!"
Yunlong said again.
The madman trembled, gritted his teeth and left. Although he was embarrassed, he knew that he had indeed lost and that continuing to fight would only add to the laughter.
The scene was still silent. No one thought that the King of Bing Kuangren actually lost to Yunlong! This was also the first time that the King of Bing defeated the King of Bing! "What's going on?"
Su Luo was also shocked, turned to look at Lin Chen and asked.
"Internal strength!"
Lin Chen explained lightly: "Because Yunlong's internal strength is stronger than Kuangren's, and his internal strength has an evil aura, which is very vicious!"
"ah!"
Su Luo was dumbfounded. In the competition of internal strength, Yunlong was actually superior?
"Skate, it's your turn!"
At this time, Yunlong looked at Bing Jiao again and shouted that Bing Jiao had fought before, so he also wanted to defeat Bing Jiao.
Bing Dao immediately walked out and looked at Yun Long seriously.
He knew the madman's strength, but he was defeated in one move, which showed that this Yunlong was indeed very strong, but he just came out of nowhere.
He didn't show any pretense and slowly brought out a saber.
"now it's right!"
Yunlong smiled lightly and said quite grandly: "Although you just fought a battle, so did I, so everyone doesn't need to rest!"
Listening to his tone, he seemed to be the King of Soldiers, even higher than the ordinary King of Soldiers.
"let's start!"
Ice Blade said calmly, and a white mist filled the air above his arm.
The internal skills he cultivated were inherited from his family. It is said that his ancestor saved a wandering knight in the early Qing Dynasty, and later the knight passed down a set of martial arts to his family.
This technique is called Ice Art, and it is stated at the end of the ancient book that it comes from the Ancient Tomb Sect.
I don’t know if there is an ancient tomb sect or not, but the skills passed down by this family are really powerful! “The King of Soldiers of the North China Military Region, Bing Dao!”
Yunlong's face boiled with fighting spirit, and he used Qinggong, which actually gave people the feeling of an afterimage.
"What is this? It's too fast!"
The onlookers kept exclaiming. Compared to Yan Yu's Qing Gong, Yun Long was only faster but not slower.
Bang! The ice knife's face was solemn. He couldn't see through Yunlong's speed. The saber in his hand slashed out and seemed to hit something hard, but he didn't gain anything.
Then he mobilized his internal strength and kept slashing out with his saber. Ten minutes later, a white cold air filled the air around his body.
After a dozen consecutive moves, he didn't even touch the corner of Yunlong's clothes.
Yunlong's speed is not only fast, but also gives people a dazzling feeling.
Suddenly, the ice blade noticed a strong wind blowing from the left, and he immediately struck out with a palm! "Nine Turns of Ice Palm!"
The palms of the hands were already covered with white frost, and the inner strength was as strong as the cold air coming out of the icehouse.
But soon, he discovered that something was wrong. His internal strength was suppressed, which was extremely strange.
Cold sweat broke out on Bing Dao's forehead. He turned around tremblingly and saw an arm pressing on his shoulder.
Most importantly, this palm was as heavy as a stone, which caused his internal energy to not function properly. He was suppressed by a domineering internal energy and could not move at all.
Next to him, Yunlong was already standing there at some point, putting his hand on Skate's shoulder: "Skate, you lose!"
Skate's expression kept changing, and he suddenly sighed: "I lost!"
The surroundings of the playground were even quieter than before. No one expected that Yunlong fought against the two great soldiers and suppressed each other more easily.
"This Yunlong is indeed not a soft persimmon!"
The remaining warrior kings all narrowed their eyes. Among them, Ice Sword, who ranked second in internal power, had all lost. This fully shows how strong Yunlong's internal power is! Even if he has not reached the advanced level of heaven, he is infinitely close.
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"Moreover, his Qing Gong is very powerful, as if it is mysterious!"
"That's the Seven Star Steps!"
Two military kings saw the origin of Yunlong's martial arts.
"Who else is next?"
At this time, Yunlong's domineering voice floated out, his eyes swept across the five military kings, and then looked at the candidate for the military king, pausing for a moment on Lin Chen, mixed with disdain.
Finally, his eyes fell on the judge.
At the same time, everyone looked at the judge.
The judge, the number one soldier king, may not be short in stature, but his body suppresses terrifying power. He is the pride of the six military regions and the target that countless people want to surpass! And now, two of the five soldier kings have lost.
, Yunlong should be qualified to challenge him! Under the attention of the audience, the judge looked very calm, and was not surprised by Yunlong's rise. He said calmly: "You can challenge me, the old rules, ten moves!"
Boom! The whole playground was in a sensation! Ten moves?
What does this mean?
Lin Chen also frowned and couldn't help but look at the killing knife next to him.
Sha Dao said with a solemn expression: "The judge is very strong. He can walk in water without sinking, and he can't be killed by bombs. He has a nickname, he can't beat it with ten moves!"
"It means that except for the God of War and the former King of Soldiers, no one in the current six military regions' special forces can perform ten moves in his hands!"
Hearing this, Lin Chen had a playful smile on his face.
No more than ten moves! What a domineering nickname! After the judge comes out, this year’s King of War Competition has reached its peak! Everyone is curious about the strength of the No. 1 King of War and wants to know how he makes the major foreign lords fear him.
, and how to make countless generals in China awe.
"Judge, I've finally waited for you!"
In fact, Yunlong participated in the King of Soldiers Competition today not to become the King of Soldiers, but to become the number one King of Soldiers.
This is also the promise he made to his master.
However, after working hard for so long, he is only one step away from his goal.
"Yunlong, you have had a few battles before, please rest first!"
A soldier king suddenly shouted that it was a laser line. She was also from the Northwest Military Region, so naturally she helped Yunlong speak.
"good!"
Yunlong is not hypocritical, after all, his opponent is the number one soldier, Judge Wang.
"While waiting, why not let others compete with the judge!"
Although Laser Line is also the king of weapons, he is not familiar with the strength of the judge. He just used other people's competition to see clearly the depth of the judge.
"I have no opinion!"
The judge is the kind of person who doesn't care if he doesn't take action.
"Let me do it!"
Sha Dao looked forward to it and walked out holding his saber.
He also wanted to use the judge to see the gap between himself and the No. 1 Soldier King.
Then when he saw that the judge didn't speak, he immediately took action.