"It's unimaginable that Senior Brother Ma has been carrying such a heavy measuring ruler all the time except sleeping."
The standard limit of a warrior's body is one thousand kilograms. To carry a weight of nearly nine hundred kilograms with one thousand kilograms of strength is a huge burden. It may not matter in a short time, but over time, the whole person may be crushed.
However, Ma Zhengyu's strength limit is not one thousand kilograms, but one thousand five hundred kilograms. Of course, it is also a huge challenge to bear a weight of nearly nine hundred kilograms with one thousand five hundred kilograms, but Ma Zhengyu does not simply use his body to
If you bear it, you will also use part of your inner strength to share the pressure, allowing you to exercise your inner strength all the time.
This is a method that Ma Zhengyu found out from ancient books. Long-term weight-bearing exercise can change the internal energy that has reached the limit and become more refined. Ma Zhengyu has already felt the benefits.
Under the martial arts platform, each disciple's eyes widened with fanaticism.
"Cold-faced man, how many feet can Chen Zong withstand Ma Zhengyu?" Yang Santian, who has fiery red hair, said in a lazy tone. He is ranked 63rd on the mountain climbing list. In terms of strength, he is better than Ma Zhengyu.
It's a lot better. Under normal circumstances, it's impossible to come here to watch the battle. I just happened to come back from outside and take a look.
"Within ten moves." Leng Dao, with a cold look on his face, held the long knife in both hands. His eyes were sharp, as if the light of the knife could cut through everything. His voice was equally cold. Leng Dao was also a person on the mountain climbing list, ranked sixty.
two.
"Why don't we take a bet too." Yang Tiantian rolled his eyes: "You think Ma Zhengyu can defeat Chen Zong within ten moves, but I think it will take twenty moves."
"What are you betting on?" Leng Dao's expression remained unchanged.
"If you lose, lend me the cold light knife for a few days." After Yang Santian finished speaking, a cold murderous intention fell on him like the ice water of the far north, making Yang Santian's whole body tremble involuntarily.
"The knife is there and the man is here." Leng Dao's voice was not only cold but also murderous.
"Forget it, I can't communicate with you." Yang Santian didn't dare to talk about Leng Guang Dao anymore. He knew Leng Dao's temper and told the truth.
"Take me one foot." Ma Zhengyu shouted low, raised the measuring ruler, and slashed it down hard, like a broadsword, but it gave Chen Zong a feeling like a mountain falling. It was extremely heavy, and the pressure of the foot directly caused the people below him to fall.
The air was frozen, I couldn't breathe, and my whole body felt even more restricted.
"cut!"
The red thunder sword was completely unsheathed and turned into red sword light, like a red arc light, tearing apart the invisible ruler and slashing towards Ma Zhengyu.
Both sides just used ordinary moves.
For Ma Zhengyu, winning or losing those bets has nothing to do with him.
The ruler collided with the sword, and the harsh sound vibrated, like a demonic sound piercing the brain, which was extremely uncomfortable. Once again, contrary to Ma Zhengyu's expectations, Chen Zong's sword was not knocked away, let alone repelled.
"Such a strong internal energy and physical strength." Instructor Liu secretly said, but he did not doubt that the skills practiced by Chen Zong were top-notch skills at the earth level.
Swinging the sword, raindrops fell from the sky. Each strike contained a terrifying impact of power, and the speed was even more astonishing. The sword was densely packed, and the scarlet light came from all angles, like arrows shot from a strong bow drawn to the full moon.
Shoot out.
Ma Zhengyu's expression was solemn, and he felt one wave of terrifying power coming after another, powerful, domineering and fierce, as if penetrating him from all angles.
"The spirit, energy and spirit are unified!"
“One foot measures a mountain!”
Under the inner strength, when the move was performed, the measuring ruler, which was originally one meter and two meters in length, seemed to be continuously stretched and became as big as a door panel, firmly protecting Ma Zhengyu and blocking all attacks from Chen Zong from all directions.
Like a mountain, it is motionless.
Without waiting for Chen Zong's next attack, Ma Zhengyu waved the measuring ruler. The strong wind roared, and the measuring ruler seemed to magnify infinitely, soaring into the sky, as if trying to measure the mountains, and then slammed down hard.
The roar was as dull as thunder, and as powerful as a mountain collapsing. Under the martial arts platform, many disciples felt palpitations, difficulty breathing, and their hearts seemed to burst out of their throats.
Chen Zong raised his head and looked slightly solemn.
It was very strong. Before he modified Huntian Po Yuan Jin, he would never be able to take this blow.
But now...
Lightning flashes across the sky!
The sword tore through the sky like thunder, and with one stroke, it collided with the fallen measuring ruler.
Countless energy burst out, rolling and oscillating, like an endless wave, in which two figures collided again and again.
Sword and ruler!
The moment they passed each other, both sides took dozens of shots, and countless sparks flew away.
Under the martial arts platform, some of the disciples' faces became increasingly ugly, because after a few more moves, there was only one move left from twenty moves.
"Senior Brother Ma, kill him with one move."
"Yes, kill him with one move."
The group of disciples who bet on Chen Zong to lose within twenty moves shouted one after another, creating a wave of noise.
Ma Tianyu didn't seem to hear and was not disturbed at all. In fact, he also wanted to kill Chen Zong with one move, but the strength Chen Zong showed surprised him. He was very strong and definitely had a two-star combat power.
What's even weirder is that until now, the internal energy that Ma Zhengyu feels from Chen Zong's body is at the early stage of the eighth level of the Jinjing Realm.
In other words, Chen Zong's cultivation level may really be at the early stage of the eighth level of Jinjin Realm.
A warrior who is only at the early stage of the eighth level of the Jin Dynasty Realm has a two-star combat power. When the opponent's cultivation reaches the peak of the ninth level of the Jin Jin Realm, how many star combat power will he have?
A three-star rating is a given, and maybe it can even reach a four-star rating.
Ma Zhengyu's heart couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the four-star rating.
The sword light was like a waterfall. Ma Zhengyu quickly collected his thoughts and dealt with it with all his strength.
The unity of essence, energy and spirit makes the whole body more concentrated. A mountain measuring ruler weighing nearly 900 kilograms is as light as a feather in the hand.
Cut, cut, cut!
The measuring ruler is like a giant knife, which cuts down one after another. It is not sharp, but it is as heavy as a mountain.
"The two-foot mountain shape moves!"
Jumping up, in mid-air, Ma Zhengyu held the measuring ruler with both hands, and all the Liugang energy poured into the measuring ruler. The shadows of the mountains on the ruler burst out with brilliance, as if they were activated, and as one foot fell,
The phantoms of mountains appeared out of thin air, then fell down in the air.
Every mountain phantom carried a heavy force, weighing more than tens of thousands of kilograms. The moment it suddenly fell, that kind of power was so unbelievably strong that the measuring ruler had not completely fallen, but the terrible pressure fell directly on Chen Zong.
On his body, there were also tiny cracks on the hard ground of the martial arts platform under his feet.
"Ma Zhengyu's move has improved a bit." Yang Santian touched his chin and said casually, with a dismissive tone and no attention. After all, his strength was much better than Ma Zhengyu's.
"If Chen Zong is so strong, it will be difficult to stop him." Leng Dao said.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong instantly entered into the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and an inexplicable aura filled the air.
"The energy and spirit are perfect!" Instructor Liu's eyes suddenly widened with an incredible look on his face, and he immediately became excited again. Now, Linshanyuan has found a treasure.
Yang Santian and Leng Dao also widened their eyes, because they had also reached the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, so they were very familiar with Chen Zong's state.
"Huntian breaks the Yuan...Thunder light splits the mountain!"
The red and gray-white sword light was like thunder, tearing through the sky, coming to the world with the will of destruction, and instantly shattered the phantoms of the mountains that had fallen down.
The sword collided with the ruler, and a terrifying force exploded, causing the measuring ruler to rise backwards.
"Kill!" Chen Zong shouted violently, and his sword struck down like thunder, killing him fiercely.
“One foot measures a mountain!”
Ma Zhengyu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly exploded with strength, holding the mountain ruler horizontally in the sky to block it. This was a defensive ruler technique that could block even more powerful attacks.
The sword fell and the lightning shattered, but it was just the beginning.
"Huntian Poyuan...Infinite Thunder and Light!"
Chen Zong jumped up, holding swords in both hands, and kept slashing down. The new lightning just appeared, and another lightning immediately followed closely.
The swords are connected in an endless chain.
Cut, cut, cut!
Everyone stared with wide eyes, surprised.
"That's not right, Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu was actually suppressed."
"How could Chen Zong have such strength?"
At this time, no one cared about Chen Zonghui's defeat. Instead, they were shocked by the strength Chen Zong showed, which was completely beyond their expectations.
What they are now concerned about is whether Chen Zong will defeat Ma Zhengyu.
The sword after sword seemed to have no end. Ma Zhengyu's hands were trembling, and his whole body gradually became numb, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he gradually became weak.
"Thunder strikes wood!"
"Thunder light splits the mountain!"
The two swords fell, and with the help of the counter-shock, Chen Zong jumped up high again, and then turned around and faced down.
"Extreme Lightning Killing Sword!"
With a chissing sound, it seemed as if there were countless electric arcs wandering around, all pouring into the Red Thunder Sword, emitting a stunning and dazzling light.
"Lightning!" someone exclaimed.
That sword was like a thunder tearing through the sky, coming with endless domineering and destruction.
"Three feet of broken mountains!"
Ma Zhengyu roared loudly, all his Liugang energy erupted, and the mountain measuring ruler seemed to surge in a circle. After turning his arms in a circle, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, phantoms of the mountains appeared, and then, a foot shot straight up.
They were shattered one after another, and each time a mountain shadow was shattered, the light became stronger and the power became more tyrannical.
Ruler and sword!
Big head-on collision.
The light was dazzling, and one could only vaguely distinguish a figure rushing upwards, and a figure flying back.
Chen Zong quickly fell down, and with his tyrannical force, he stepped out two footprints on the war platform. The Red Thunder Sword trembled slightly and made a slight buzzing sound.
Ma Zhengyu retreated continuously and retreated to the edge of the martial arts platform. The palm of his hand holding the measuring ruler was cracked and blood was dripping. His arms were shaking constantly. He was exhausted and his face was pale.
Under the Zhanwu stage, there was complete silence.
Everyone can see that Ma Zhengyu is completely at a disadvantage.
Without saying a word, Ma Zhengyu turned around and jumped onto the ring. Everyone could see that he almost fell to the ground, his steps staggered, and he was obviously holding on with force.
"I announce that Chen Zong succeeded in his challenge and ranked 89th on the mountaineering list." Instructor Liu's tone unconsciously revealed a bit of excitement.
There was an eerie silence all around.
"Brother Chen, good job." Lin Ji came back to his senses and shouted excitedly, waking everyone up. Ma Zhengyang looked like his parents were dead, and even his cousin who had been worried about him was defeated. He also
What should I use to deal with Chen Zong? Now, he owes a debt of 120 Lingbei, and he doesn't know when he will be able to pay it off.