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Chen Yong walked slowly, approaching Chen Zong step by step. He raised his palms up and down in front of him to defend any part of his body.
Chen Zong remained motionless, his eyes sharp, looking for any flaws in Chen Yong's body.
It was as if a chariot was advancing forward, and the breath was pressing. At the moment when he was two meters away, Chen Yong suddenly rose up, like a big fish rushing out of the water. He was fast and fierce, and slapped Chen Zong's face with a palm. His generous palm was on Chen Zong's face.
His eyes quickly zoomed in.
No need to advance, retreat or dodge, a sword thrust out, the blade of the sword flickered, and three afterimages appeared, each separated, as if four swords were coming out at once.
Split shadow style!
The right palm he shot swept across thousands of troops and intercepted the wooden sword. The left palm quietly shot out from the waist and hit Chen Zong's ribs.
False shadow style!
The sword shadows intertwined, causing Chen Yong to miss the interception with his palm. He had to quickly retract his left palm, and waved both palms continuously in front of him, forming a palm wall.
Reflection style!
The shadow of the sword folded and passed through the palm wall. Chen Yong's eyes quickly widened, forcing him to pull back.
Without any hesitation, Chen Yong transferred his blood energy, used all his strength, and rushed forward quickly. His speed increased a bit, and he struck out with a palm, causing a terrifying whistling sound. His power became even more powerful, as if he could break the stone monument with one palm.
Chen Zong's eyes were sharp. If he could penetrate all things, Chen Yong's footsteps and palm tracks loomed before his eyes, and the lines on his palms gradually enlarged.
Draw your sword!
Swish, swish, swish, three swords in a row, a basic eighteen-style thrust, light and fast, hitting Chen Yong's palm continuously, causing his palm to pause slightly.
Overlay style!
Three afterimages overlapped with the sword body, making it blurry and difficult to tell whether it was genuine or not. They crossed with Chen Yong's palm and stabbed his throat.
The sword he held was longer than his arm. If Chen Yong insisted on using his palm to continue the bombardment, he would definitely be hit in the throat by the wooden sword first. He had to stop his hand and slap the wooden sword. His palms intertwined with each other, roaring with terrifying force, trying to break the wooden sword.
Split shadow style!
What Chen Yong broke was the shadow of the sword, but the sword hit his chest directly, causing him to retreat.
False shadow style!
Overlay style!
Reflection style!
Shadowless style!
With the last sword strike, all three afterimages disappeared, leaving only the sword blade clear and direct, knocking Chen Yong off the ring.
"Chief Chen Zong of the swordsmanship group has won one consecutive victory." Elder Chen Xing announced loudly with a smile on his face.
Chen Yong's serious face was a bit bitter. He had lost for the second time in a row, and he had no chance to be the chief king.
"The next battle will be between Chen Gu, the chief of the boxing group, and Chen Fenghua, the chief of the swordsmanship group."
Chen Guzhan showed a heavy punch stance, but he only practiced heavy punches.
Chen Guzhan was a strong opponent. Chen Fenghua treated him cautiously and started with a chain of swordsmanship, but his expression never changed, giving people a calm and unhurried feeling.
The punch was so fierce that it created a huge wave and could break the rocks.
When the sword is drawn out, the light from the sword is continuous and continuous, just like the tide follows it.
Chen Guzhan's strength was tyrannical and his physique was astonishing. His fists were extremely heavy, and each punch carried an astonishing air pressure, making it difficult to breathe.
Chen Fenghua transfers blood energy, and his speed and strength are enhanced, making his sword faster, stronger and stronger.
Chen Guzhan comes from a branch clan, and like Chen Zong, he only started to practice the Tiger Roar Technique after entering the clan hall. So far, he has only mastered it initially, and there is still a long way to go before he can temper his blood energy. Chen Fenghua comes from a clan, and he started practicing before entering the clan hall.
I started practicing the Tiger Roaring Technique, and now I am tempering my blood energy for nearly the second time.
Chain knife technique!
Heavy attack sword technique!
Alternating between light and heavy, rapid and slow, and his body moving nimbly, Chen Guzhan's weakness is revealed, as he is not flexible enough.
His strong body gives him greater strength and stronger physique, but he is flexible but relatively weak. This is nothing when facing some weaker opponents. He can completely crush them with strength, but when facing strong opponents,
If you are not flexible enough, you will become a weakness and be exploited by the opponent.
The wooden sword struck Chen Guzhan continuously from all angles, and he screamed after several times.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Chen Guzhan shouted hurriedly: "I will admit defeat in this battle. When I find a way, I will definitely defeat you next time."
"Damn, it really hurts." While grinning, Chen Guzhan jumped off the ring, making people smile.
"Chen Fenghua of the swordsmanship group has won two games in a row. In the next battle, Chen Ying, the chief of the kicksmanship group, will face Chen Zong, the chief of the swordsmanship group." Elder Chen Xing said with a smile.
An aggressive gaze fell on Chen Zong's face. Chen Ying rushed over like a cheetah, her long and beautiful legs whipping up a sharp wind, whistling towards her.
Chen Yuyao stared with wide eyes. What Chen Ying performed was the Sword Wind Kick Technique that she also practiced. It was also at the peak of Dacheng, but Chen Ying's technique was obviously more subtle and more powerful.
Chen Zong's figure swayed like a willow in the wind.
The peak of Dacheng Fuliu Sword Technique!
This is a swordsmanship that emphasizes both offense and defense. It can be used both offensively and defensively, as well as both defensively and offensively, and both offensively and defensively. It is very subtle.
Especially after Chen Zong saw the Fuliu sword technique performed by Chen Yan, he understood it and became more refined.
Chen Ying used the Sword Wind Kick Technique and the Big Python Kick Technique alternately. Her legs brought up bursts of howling wind. Under the strong wind, it was as if a big python came out of its hole and broke through the wind to kill.
Chen Zong performed the Fuliu sword technique to the extreme. You can be strong, but I will be shaken by the wind.
Unknowingly, I have a deeper understanding of swords and swordsmanship.
The wooden sword swayed like a willow branch, passed through the strong wind, and hit Chen Ying's leg directly. The force was flexible, but through the surface, there was endless pain.
Gradually, Chen Ying's legs became sore and weak, and her kick skills became slow and weak. She was defeated by Chen Zong with a few swords.
"Chief Chen Zong of the swordsmanship group has won two consecutive victories."
"I will definitely defeat you next time." Chen Ying said unwillingly and unwilling to admit defeat.
"We'll see." Chen Zong smiled.
"The next battle will be between Chen Yong, the chief of the Palm Technique Group, and Chen Fenghua, the chief of the Sword Technique Group."
With a serious look on his face, Chen Yong took the starting position of the Shattering Tablet Palm, carrying blood and full strength.
His generous palms shot out continuously, the shadows of his palms overlapped, and the wind roared from his palms, as if a wall was crashing into Chen Fenghua.
Chen Fenghua transferred his blood energy and struck down with one strike. The black sword flashed swiftly and violently, like a falling meteor. The sword shattered the wind in his palm and turned into a chain of momentum, leaving Chen Yong with no choice but to defend.
Heavy attack sword technique!
Chain knife technique!
Heavy attack sword technique!
Under the alternation, Chen Yong's defense was broken, and the wooden sword hit his chest directly.
"Chief Chen Fenghua of the swordsmanship group wins three consecutive times."
"The next battle will be between Chen Gu, the chief of the boxing group, and Chen Zong, the chief of the swordsmanship group."
"I'm most unhappy with those of you who use swords." Chen Guzhan muttered, while making a heavy punch gesture, his eyes widened, like a bull charging at him.
A sharp sound sounded, and Chen Zong spread his wings like an eagle and passed by with his sword.
Dacheng Peak Eagle Fencing Technique!
"Oh, he actually cultivated all three foundation-building sword techniques to the peak of Dacheng!" Elder Chen Xing was slightly surprised.
In most cases, martial arts disciples often practice one foundation-building martial arts, such as Chen Guzhan and Chen Yong, and at most two martial arts, such as Chen Ying and Chen Fenghua, who practice three martial arts and reach the pinnacle of Dacheng. Very few
Very rarely.
"It seems that this boy has quite a talent for practicing swordsmanship." Elder Chen Xing secretly thought. He didn't know that Chen Zong actually practiced boxing at the earliest, and also practiced the Huli Boxing to perfection. As for these three foundation-building swords,
Fa also started practicing after entering the family hall, otherwise I don’t know what kind of surprise he would be.
"Chen Chuyun, Chen Zong is definitely not Chen Guzhan's opponent." Chen He said with a not-so-good look on his face.
"Bet?" Chen Chuyun was simple and direct. Chen He's face darkened and he did not answer. He was just talking and was not sure whether Chen Guzhan could defeat Chen Zong.
The wooden sword was like an eagle's wing, passing by Chen Guzhan's side in an instant, following the flaw and slashing into Chen Guzhan's ribs.
He spun around, drew his sword, and struck Chen Guzhan's back like an eagle's claw.
Chen Guzhan's body spun like a whirlwind, and his fists violently struck Chen Zong, completely ignoring Chen Zong's sword.
After the battle with Chen Fenghua, he let go. Instead of passively defending, he should be more proactive and use his strong body to resist the attack of the opponent's wooden sword. As long as the opponent is hit by his double fists, he will definitely be injured and defeated.
Watching the fight in the audience is completely different from facing it directly. Chen Zong can feel the terrible wind pressure brought by Chen Guzhan's fists, which may even affect his balance.
Fortunately, under Chen Chuyun's guidance, Chen Zong was completely different from before.
Like an eagle against the wind, breaking through the wind, the wooden sword pecked hard like an eagle's beak. The attack with only one point of force immediately made Chen Guzhan's face change. He felt as if a piece of flesh had been pecked off where he was hit.
Similar.
After resisting, Chen Guzhan became even more fierce with his fists. He pushed forward like a chariot and crushed Chen Zong away, trying to force Chen Zong off the ring.
Undoubtedly, this is a somewhat rogue approach. If the sword in Chen Zong's hand was an iron sword, Chen Guzhan would have been scarred long ago, and the wooden sword has limited power, so he would dare to do this.
The eagle fencing technique was used to the extreme, and even a single flaw was found.
The Fast Sword Style of the Eight True Sword Styles!
The sword was so fast and urgent that Chen Guzhan had no time to react. He only felt a pain in his throat, as if he had been penetrated. It was extremely uncomfortable. In the next breath, Chen Zong's wooden sword struck the same place on both arms continuously. He was unable to lift it up and could no longer fight.
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"The fourth sword skill is the fast sword?" Elder Chen Xing was surprised and secretly guessed.
"Did he secretly learn my quick sword technique?" Chen Zuozuo's expression also changed greatly.
"Chief Chen Zong of the swordsmanship group wins three times in a row."
Following Elder Chen Xing's announcement, Chen He's face looked like a dark cloud.
"The next battle will be between Chen Yong, the chief of the palm technique group, and Chen Ying, the chief of the kick technique group."
As soon as they came on stage, the two people immediately made a start. They did not start immediately, but stared at each other, looking for flaws.
"The chief king is between you and me." Chen Fenghua smiled softly at Chen Zong, and Chen Zong nodded, with some fighting spirit stirring in his heart.
Once upon a time, I was still troubled by the difficulty in improving my cultivation. Now, not only has I entered the clan hall, I have also become the chief of the swordsmanship group, and I am even more qualified to aspire to be the chief king.
Chen Yong fought steadily, while Chen Ying surged like a rapid, and the two sides collided again and again.
Chen Yong's palms were airtight to defend himself, allowing Chen Ying to attack without any damage. After the previous three battles, his fighting skills had further improved, and so had Chen Ying's legs, which became faster and more powerful.
Both sides transferred blood and energy and exploded with all their strength.
Manpower was limited, especially on the attacking side. Chen Ying was exhausted after a violent attack. Chen Yong seized the opportunity and struck out with a palm. This was a palm that had been prepared for a long time. Chen Ying could not resist and was knocked back and fell to the ring.
"Chen Yong, the chief of the Palm Technique Group, has a winning streak."
Chen Yong lamented that winning was not easy. After losing three games in a row and finally winning one, it was not so embarrassing.
"The next battle will be between Chen Fenghua, the chief of the swordsmanship group, and Chen Zong, the chief of the swordsmanship group."
With Elder Chen Xing's announcement, everyone became excited, because so far, Chen Fenghua and Chen Zong have maintained three consecutive victories, and the chief king was born between them.