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Chapter 297 The Oriental Martial Arts Is Too Bad? (Happy New Year Everyone)

"The scene of slaying a dragon must be earth-shattering and attract countless martial arts masters to watch! I wonder if seniors have ever seen the scene of slaying a dragon?"

A young junior asked the middle-aged man in a low profile, his eyes full of longing, obviously wanting to know how the battle between the top martial arts masters in the world was going on.

"Ask me, I know, he knew something, and only a few people saw it at the time."

Tang Xuanming said this in his heart, but he didn't plan to show off formally here. He just drank and ate in silence, just like the masses.

Tang Xuanming thought that the middle-aged man was about to make a fool of himself. In his perception, the middle-aged man was just a second-class figure. He only had such cultivation at his age. He was not considered a top figure. He was at most a third-rate martial artist.

figure.

But the middle-aged man didn't look embarrassed at all and spoke eloquently about his mysterious experience.

"Of course it was earth-shattering when the dragon was slain, but no one saw the real battle scene. Everyone rushed to the place where the dragon and the human were fighting afterwards."

"Has senior been there?"

"Of course... I've never been there!"

A group of melon-eating people with excited eyes almost choked to death, but the middle-aged man changed his tone and said proudly: "But there is a peerless strong man in my sect who has conducted a detailed survey of that field and made a detailed investigation of that field.

The battle scenes were successfully restored."

The middle-aged man was not panicked at all. In fact, there was no peerless strongman in his sect. He just heard a man who was flying in the air talking to people on the edge of the Endless Mountains, and he was talking about the fall of the dragon.

He memorized the key points in his ears and deliberately talked loudly here, just because he wanted to go to the most magnificent restaurant in the city to have a good time.

Hearing a group of disciples from aristocratic families and sects around him respectfully ask him questions, he felt extremely proud.

"Senior really does come from a famous family."

"Senior's sect elders are extremely extraordinary."

"Senior, please help us clear up our doubts."



The constant flattery made Tang Xuanming tired of hearing the embarrassment. However, the middle-aged man surrounded by others was very satisfied. He pressed down his hands to signal the surroundings to be quiet, and said solemnly: "The specific battle scene

It’s not clear, but what we do know is that the place where the dragon fell was on a volcano that had already erupted, but an elder from the sect who is familiar with the terrain of the endless mountain range pointed out.”

"That volcano actually contains infinite magma and is hundreds of meters higher than its original height."

"Senior is saying..."

"Yes, that battle caused the volcano's magma to dry up, and the mountain peak to collapse hundreds of meters. Judging from the traces, it was all destroyed by the dragon."

A series of exclamations went out in the restaurant, feeling the terror of the strong.

Someone curiously asked: "The divine dragon is already so powerful that it can make volcanoes dry up and mountain peaks collapse. What kind of person can kill that divine dragon?"

The middle-aged man was satisfied. What he lacked the most at this time was a compliment. He was worried about how to describe that more mysterious figure.

And now that young man just gave him a chance.

He was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't show any signs of it on his face. He deliberately pretended to be indifferent and said calmly: "That mysterious figure left not many traces, or even close to none."

"How is this possible? Is Shenlong fighting with the air?"

"Or is that character so powerful that he can easily kill the dragon?"



The middle-aged man shook his head, with a solemn expression, and said, "I don't know how powerful that mysterious figure is, but from what I know so far, that mysterious figure is a warrior."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because there is only a trace of sword energy left on the spot, which is the only trace left by that mysterious figure."

"Many practitioners who went together believed that the sword energy was emitted by the pure essence of the warrior, which caused a huge earthquake in the entire practice world."

"Warrior? Isn't warrior synonymous with weakness?"

"Senior, are you kidding me?"

"How is this possible? There hasn't been a five-year-old Void warrior in this world for many years."

The whole audience was shocked.

"Now the Eastern Continent is learning fighting spirit and magic from the West. Fighting energy can be released at the first level, which is far more dazzling than the warriors who can release their true energy at the third level. Even our king of Chu State has sent a large number of young talents.

Jun went to the Western Continent to study martial arts, but the mysterious Eastern martial arts in the Eastern Continent is going extinct, so how can it be so powerful."

"That's right, low-level magicians can fly in the air, and can kill warriors by flying kites. The warriors can't even touch the magician."

"Uncle, you are not a messenger invited by the empire, are you? Let us learn the hard-working Eastern martial arts."

"Uncle, your story is pretty good."



A group of people suddenly started taunting mode. Tang Xuanming, who was silently eating at the side, was a little confused. He was confused not because this second-level warrior, who was obviously a bit of a swindler, was bad at writing a story, but because he was the target of ridicule by this group of young people.

"Is Eastern martial arts bad?"

He looked confused. In his opinion, Eastern Martial Arts was almost the most powerful martial arts in the Tomb of Gods world. However, the group of descendants of officials and nobles in front of him openly mocked Dongfang Martial Arts, which made him understand that he could not understand.

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Chen Nan mastered the Demon Summoning Sutra, the Heaven-defying Seven Demon Swords, the Dragon Capturing Hand, and the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada...

Those are all supreme skills. Magicians and combatants are all scum in front of him, okay?

Even later, Chen Nan personally killed the Eastern cultivation world and the Western vindictive magicians, and led a group of Eastern martial arts heroes to defeat the Western invincible opponents.

How could Eastern martial arts be inferior?

I really feel that Chen Nan’s example is not obvious enough. It is an isolated case for so many years. Chen Zhan should understand it, and Dugu Baitian and Demon Lord should understand it.

Tang Xuanming really couldn't understand why these people had the confidence to mock Eastern martial arts?

However, the middle-aged man who had been talking eloquently looked embarrassed and did not refute.

Tang Xuexuanming was a little doubtful about life. He couldn't help but carefully recall the plot in the original work and felt that he understood it somewhat.

"I remember that Chen Nan's first love rival seemed to be a dragon knight who returned from studying in the West. Why is he called Sima?"

"At that time, there seemed to be a group of characters who had returned from studying in the West. They were highly valued by the king of Chu. They were treated very well in Qishi Mansion. Most of the escorts of the little devil princess practiced fighting spirit and magic. They were truly pure.

The warrior seems not to have seen it."

After thinking about it like this, Tang Xuanming noticed some problems that he had not discovered before.

"It seems that the fighting spirit and magic of the West are more important in the Eastern Continent or Chu State, and the real warriors seem to be in decline."

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