"Victory in the first battle, well done to the Xiao Family Martial Arts School!"
"As expected of the best martial arts school in Jianghai City, it is really powerful. In the first battle, it defeated the Japanese warriors, hahaha!"
"It was so exciting to watch, and I was so angry! The Xiao Family Martial Arts School is so powerful that they want to destroy their prestige!"
"Yes! Let them see the power of Chinese martial arts, so that they don't think too highly of themselves and don't take others seriously!"
In the martial arts building, the martial arts masters from various martial arts schools looked excited and started shouting one after another.
At this moment, they inspired a sense of unity with the same hatred against the enemy. The victory in the first battle of the Xiao Family Martial Arts School seemed to be their victory, making them feel excited and proud.
After all, they are also Chinese warriors, while Beichen Martial Arts School is Eastern warriors. From a standpoint, they are all on the side of the Xiao Family Martial Arts School.
"Xiangzi, this was a great fight!" Xiao Yunlong said with a smile after Wu Xiang came off the court.
Xiao Wanjun also nodded and said with a smile: "The final winning move 'Swallowing the Eight Desolations' was used just right, it was very wonderful."
Wu Xiang's face also looked very happy, but he was not arrogant, but said: "Actually, I was a bit tricked. The other party didn't understand the Chinese martial arts, so I was fooled. To be honest, the other party's martial arts are really good.
Strong, if he was not eager to win, the final result of this battle would be difficult to say."
There was a hint of approval in Xiao Wanjun's eyes, and he said: "Xiangzi, it's good that you won without being arrogant. Keep this kind of nature. No matter what, you won this battle. This is a fact. You recognized the opponent's strengths.
, this is a good thing, you can practice it in a targeted manner in the future to improve your martial arts cultivation again."
"Yes, Master." Wu Xiang nodded and said.
"Who will fight this battle?"
At this time, a cold shout came, and Shi Tianzhangliu from Beichen Martial Arts Hall walked onto the ring. His face was cold and his eyes were serious, and he looked towards the Xiao Family Martial Arts Hall.
"I'll do it!"
Li Mo spoke and walked towards the arena.
Today, when Shi Tian Zhang Liu and his men surrounded the entrance of the Xiao Family Martial Arts Hall, Li Mo was in a tit-for-tat confrontation with him. Therefore, as soon as he saw Shi Tian Zhang Liu come on stage, Li Mo held his breath and wanted to fight him.
Li Mo has already stepped onto the ring to fight against Shi Tian Zhangliu.
Shi Tian Zhangliu looked at Li Mo and said coldly: "The essence of Beichen Yidao style's martial arts lies in the way of the sword and the way of the sword. Therefore, this time we will fight with weapons!"
Clang!
With that said, Shi Tianzhangliu pulled out the samurai sword from his waist and held it in his hand.
"Weapon battle?" Li Mo's eyes turned slightly cold.
"That's right! Don't worry, even if it's a weapon battle, I will stick to it and won't actually take your life." Shi Tianzhangliu said proudly and arrogantly, as if he would definitely win against Li Mo if he fought with cold weapons.
"Okay, then let's fight with weapons!"
Li Mo opened his mouth and looked towards the area next to the arena that was dedicated to collecting eighteen kinds of weapons. He walked over and picked out an iron rod over one meter long and held it in his hand.
Shi Tian Zhangliu stared at Li Mo, his eyes gradually turning cold.
"Let's get started!"
Shi Tianzhangliu opened his mouth and waved the samurai sword in his hand twice. The sharp blade cut the air and made a hissing sound. A strong murderous aura filled the air.
Phew! Phew!
Li Mo vigorously waved the iron rod in his hand, whistling in the wind. He stared at Shi Tianzhangliu, unfazed. He had also practiced the combat skills of cold weapons, and even asked Xiao Yunlong for advice. To put it bluntly, cold weapons
Battles are also applicable to the offensive of the way of killing, and the moves of the way of killing can be integrated into it.
laugh!
Shi Tianzhangliu took the lead in launching the attack. The samurai sword in his hand was raised, and it turned into a meteor and headed straight towards Li Mo. The sword was sharp and extremely fast. It passed away in a flash, but there was already a sharp chill.
The mango attacks and kills.
Li Mo's eyes darkened and he waved the iron rod in his hand.
when!
The sound of the exchange of weapons between the two was extremely harsh and piercing the eardrums.
call!
Immediately afterwards, Li Mo had already swung the iron rod in his hand, and a layer of phantoms appeared in the void. This powerful and heavy stick swept towards Shi Tian Zhangliu's face.
"drink!"
Shi Tian Zhangliu shouted violently, and slashed away with the samurai sword in his hand, parrying Li Mo's swing with the stick. Then Shi Tian Zhangliu moved his wrist, and in an instant, he held the handle of the knife with his backhand, and slashed Li Mo from bottom to top.
body.
This is the "Titian Style" in Beichen's Yi Dao Style. It is extremely insidious and vicious, and can often catch the opponent off guard.
Li Mo's face was startled. He felt the sharp sword light coming towards him. In a hurry, he had to dodge sideways, barely avoiding the attack of Shi Tian Zhangliu's sword move.
However, before Li Mo could stand upright, Shi Tian Zhangliu's sword movements had already intertwined into a web of knives, overwhelmingly covering Li Mo's head.
Shi Tianzhangliu seized this opportunity and used Beichen's sword style with all his strength. The intertwined sword network was extremely sharp, containing unpredictable sword styles and fierce murderous intent. Such a sword
Shi Shi clearly wanted to put Li Mo to death, and it did not seem like he was engaging in a martial arts competition.
Under the ring, Xiao Yunlong frowned. He was a little annoyed at Shi Tianzhangliu's offensive style. He spared no effort in attacking and was afraid that he would not be able to send and receive freely. If Li Mo made a slight mistake, he would be killed by that weapon.
Injuries from the katana can even be fatal.
Li Mo was also a little angry. Facing the overwhelming array of sword moves, he suddenly integrated the killing power of black boxing into the iron rod, and used his own powerful explosive power.
When he stepped out, the iron rod in his hand opened and closed widely, roaring and blowing in the wind, breaking all the swords that shrouded his eyes.
call!
Then, the iron rod in Li Mo's hand went straight up, like a straight punch, and struck Shi Tian Zhangliu's face.
There seems to be no moves, and in fact there are no moves. There are only quick, ruthless, and accurate moves. This is the essence of the way to kill, and it is also what Xiao Yunlong advocated when he taught them that there is no need for rigid fixation.
As for attacks based on moves, as long as you can use the simplest and most effective means to knock down your opponent, that is the best move!
Li Mo's stick came straight at him. Shi Tianzhangliu's face was slightly startled. The katana in his hand came out horizontally and instantly blocked Li Mo's stick.
Phew! Phew!
Li Mo's stick was blocked by Shi Tianzhang six times, but his offensive did not stop. He swung the iron stick in his hand very fast, either horizontally, or sweeping, or straight up, or whipping. There were no fixed moves to follow.
It looked like a chaotic move, but within it was an aura of extremely fierce murderous intent.
Shi Tianzhangliu couldn't help but frowned. Li Mo's attack style made him feel extremely uncomfortable, because Li Mo's moves were messy and had no trace to follow. This was different from the moves he was familiar with.
The change had nothing to do with it, so under Li Mo's fierce killing offensive, Shi Tian Zhangliu actually started to look a little panicked.
call!
Li Mo swept forward with another stick. The iron rod hit the air, making a series of explosions, and swept towards Shi Tian Zhangliu's chest.
Shi Tianzhangliu was shocked. He had no time to counterattack, and the katana in his hand was held across his chest.
when!
Li Mo's stick swept across, making a harsh sound, and the two weapons immediately stuck together.
"roar!"
Li Mo roared angrily, and pressed the iron rod in his hand against Shi Tian Zhang Liu's samurai sword. He exerted force on his legs and charged forward against Shi Tian Zhang Liu.
boom!
During this process, Li Mo's right leg swept out and attacked Shi Tian Zhangliu's waist.
Shi Tian Zhangliu couldn't dodge, so he could only raise his legs to meet him. With a bang, the two people's legs collided together. Under Li Mo's sharp leg sweep, Shi Tian Zhangliu's body shook slightly.
At this moment, Li Mo's forehead suddenly hit forward, and there was another 'bang' sound. Li Mo's forehead hit Shi Tian Zhangliu's face hard, and this blow knocked Shi Tian Zhangliu away.
Feeling dizzy and dizzy.
How could Shi Tianzhangliu have thought that Li Mo would use his head as a means of attack?
In fact, when playing black boxing, the whole body of the black boxing player can be used as a means of attack. The hands and feet, elbows, knees, head, and even teeth, etc., can be used as a means of attack. As long as
Can knock down the opponent, no matter what method is used.
When Shi Tianzhangliu was dizzy, Li Mo had already taken the opportunity to punch out with his left hand, and it hit with a killing punch and penetrated into Shi Tianzhangliu's chest.
Shi Tianzhangliu groaned and fell back.
Phew! Phew!
Li Mo rushed forward, raised the iron rod in his hand, and came down to kill Shi Tian Zhangliu head-on.
Shi Tianzhangliu had no power to fight back, so he could only lift up the sword with all his strength and move forward, parrying the iron rod in Li Mo's hand.
Dang! Dang!
The tyrannical explosive power contained in the iron rod in Li Mo's hand swept down, causing Shi Tianzhangliu's mouth to hurt. He could hardly hold the samurai sword in his hand and was about to throw it out. At this moment
call!
An extremely sharp whistling sound resounded, and the iron rod swung in Li Mo's hand swept towards the right side of Shi Tianzhangliu's neck. Shi Tianzhangliu had no reaction to this stick, and he stood as if he was petrified.
In place.
laugh!
In the end, Li Mo suddenly withdrew his strength. The iron rod in his hand stopped abruptly when it approached the side of Shi Tianzhangliu's neck. The cold iron rod stuck to the skin of Shi Tianzhangliu's neck, causing Shi Tianzhangliu to feel a strange sensation.
A biting sense of coldness.
"You lose!"
Li Mo stared at Shi Tianzhangliu and said word by word.
Shi Tian Zhangliu gritted his teeth, his face turned pale for a moment, the corners of his mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything he wanted to say.
There is no doubt that if it was a life and death battle, Shi Tian Zhangliu would have been dead by now. If Li Mo had not withdrawn his strength at the last moment and let the stick sweep towards the side of Shi Tian Zhangliu's neck, it would have been enough to break his neck.
Bang!
Li Mo left the iron rod in his hand on the ring. He turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring. The victory was already decided and there was no need to say anything more.
At that moment, Shi Tianzhangliu stared at Li Mo's back. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and he actually held the samurai sword, and there was a sharp murderous intention surging in his body.