At the same time, many martial arts masters noticed Mu Cang's miraculous fist and kick skills just now.
Mu Cang, like a martial arts god descending to earth, was practicing heavenly martial arts for them.
Shocking!
Impressed!
This is their only mental activity at this time.
The combo just now was the unparalleled unarmed sparring technique that Mu Cang deduced by integrating hundreds of martial arts techniques - "Liuyun Sanshou".
Attacking and defending without intention, inaction and action, clouds rolled into all things are the essence, and endless changes are all attributed to the nine-style Sanshou.
All things return to emptiness, replacing reality with emptiness, and alternate reality with reality. There is no big or small, no birth or death.
The essence of Liuyun lies in the word "无".
Nothing can give rise to existence, so ‘being’ can give rise to all things.
In the arena.
The battered Gai Zhoutian has turned into a half-shattered dark yellow skeleton full of cracks.
The skeleton was covered with soft blood and mud, lying on the ground neither alive nor dead.
Suddenly!
Kakaka~
The blood and mud quickly flowed and covered the skeleton, and frantic repairs began.
"It's great that the vitality is so strong!"
When Mu Cang saw that his body was miraculously restored again, he stood up and looked at Gai Zhoutian with an angry face. Instead of being angry, he was happy to see Xun Xin.
He immediately rushed forward again and applied all Liuyun Sanshou to the opponent again.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Suddenly there were sounds of various bones exploding, skin, flesh and organs exploding, plasma splattering, muffled roars...
One after another, the sound is endless.
Everyone in the entire arena looked at this scene in stunned silence.
It feels like the terrifying atmosphere just now has been cleared away overnight, and it's even a little funny.
"The moves can be made as you wish, like a horse flying in the air, or like an antelope hanging its horns without any definite method, and there is no trace to be found!"
Wang Nanxun in the distance looked at Mu Cang's Liuyun Sanshou and was amazed.
"It's like the clouds in the sky, creating thunder and wind. It's indescribably wonderful. It's really the pinnacle of martial arts."
Master Zhenming couldn't help but be shocked.
But at this moment...
"Kill the body! Kill the heart! Kill the soul!"
Gai Zhoutian, who was beaten into a flesh and blood skeleton in the center of the ring, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared:
"Three kills, give me a blast!!!"
Boom!!!
A large area of intense black and red airflow appeared, covering the sky and rising into the sky.
After rushing into the air, the black and red air mass rotated rapidly, stirring the air and screaming.
Mu Cang, who was on the ground, looked up at the air mass and did not pursue it.
"Interesting, what kind of weird trick should I use?"
He shook his head and whispered, "I just asked you to use all your cards. You are really disobedient. It seems that the blow I gave you was not painful enough."
Huhuhu~
After a few seconds, the blood mist dissipated, and a red demon-like figure with huge bat wings on its back emerged in the air.
It was Gai Zhoutian who managed to escape with his life by using a secret method.
"Hahahahahaha, I survived, I survived! Hahahahahaha!!!"
Gai Zhoutian was waving his bat wings high in the sky, bending down and laughing wildly.
Then, he turned to look at Mu Cang below, his expression suddenly turned vicious, he gritted his teeth and said with a cruel smile:
"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on! Come and kill me!"
As if he had been greatly humiliated, Gai Zhoutian roared hysterically:
"I will tear off your limbs and gouge out your eyes. I will torture you into a smelly maggot that will lie on the ground forever struggling. I will find your relatives and friends, and then tear them into pieces and feed them little by little.
You hahahaha..."
"Too much nonsense!"
Mu Cang, who was on the ground, frowned slightly. He swayed and suddenly imagined four or five figures of himself with exactly the same appearance and aura.
"Anger often comes from one's own incompetence."
Several Mu Cangs raised their heads at the same time and said softly.
Gai Zhoutian, who was howling at the top of his lungs, was stunned and looked down in disbelief.
"Wha...what?! What's going on?!"
At this time, the several Mu Cang statues below swayed one after another, and each of them once again imagined several versions of themselves.
Two is born from one, three is born from two, four is born from three...
Just like cell division.
In just a few seconds, the center of the arena was crowded with more than a hundred Mu Cang.
And each statue has the same powerful aura, overwhelming the entire arena, like an invincible immortal Buddha.
Everyone in the venue was stunned by this sudden scene.
"Clone Technique?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"This is a fairy magic!"
Song Di shook Bai Xiaosheng vigorously and shouted:
"What kind of martial arts does His Highness Ninth Highness use? Do you know? Do you know?!"
Bai Xiaosheng shook his head in confusion: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything, I'm already stupid!!!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Wang Nanxun coughed up blood and laughed wildly, "Gai Zhoutian, you are dead, hahaha!"
He didn't understand what Mu Cang's ability was at all, but he knew that Gai Zhoutian was definitely doomed.
Old monk Zhenming also clasped his hands and sighed: "Amitabha, it seems that His Highness the Ninth Prince has really entered that unknowable and unpredictable realm."
Gai Zhoutian's pupils in the sky widened and he roared crazily:
"Impossible, this is impossible! It's all an illusion! It's all an illusion! You can't fool me..."
Before he finished speaking, the hundreds of Mu Cang statues on the ground stepped hard.
Boom!!
As if an earthquake had occurred, the arena collapsed with vicious cracks, and everyone present staggered around.
Hundreds of Mu Cangji rushed into the sky and flew towards the frightened Gai Zhoutian.
In the air...
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!
Before Gai Zhoutian could react, hundreds of Mu Cang had trampled the air to create a series of vacuums, got close to him, and struck various parts of his body with fists or kicks.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!
Mu Cang, who turned into afterimages, surrounded Gai Zhoutian and began to attack at high speed.
Tear, elbow, knee, kick!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
Gai Zhoutian, who had just been beaten to a semi-crippling state by Liuyun Sanshou, did not scream, but now he was screaming continuously.
It's all because Mu Cang used another secret skill - "The Power of the Horned Dragon".
This technique is also the pinnacle of Mu Cang's integration of hundreds of thousands of power-operating techniques.
He is the master of force movement.
The body surface, acupoints, internal organs, meridians, muscles and even bones of the person being hit will all be entangled with a poisonous cracking force like a horned dragon, and will continue to be damaged.
This kind of poisonous power is composed of two kinds of power, Yin poison and Yang poison, which are linked to each other and circulate in one body.
At least a martial artist who has set foot in acupuncture points and refining the orifices to generate innate true energy can heal himself, and it takes several days of non-stop healing to eliminate the poisonous energy.
This terrifying power can even cause great harm to the soul and will.
Those who are in the middle can be said to be in pain and wish to live.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!
The exaggerated and continuous blows and explosions spread throughout the arena, even shaking the dust and dirt on the ground.
At this moment, the martial arts masters in the audience below have become completely demented.
They were all shocked and speechless by Mu Cang.
Most martial artists can only barely see the sky with their amazing eyesight.
The ball of blood and mud named Gai Zhoutian is being wrapped (beaten) by countless streams of light, constantly expanding and changing shapes.
The few martial arts masters who are skilled in spiritual arts can easily sense the chaotic emotions that Gai Zhoutian endlessly exudes to the outside world.
Confusion, pain, fear, despair.
That's right.
As if Gai Zhoutian had fallen into a painful hell, every second felt extremely long.
