The fine iron straight knife that suddenly appeared in front of Wu Xiaoxiao made the girl feel a strong life and death crisis. She struggled to raise the double thorns in her hands and blocked the straight knife that was slashing at her.
Between life and death, there is great fear.
The strong sense of crisis made the girl's internal energy reach its peak in an instant, and the sharp edge of the thorn in her hand, which was originally one foot long, extended to more than half a foot.
At this time, Lin Fenghuo's body was glowing with bright red blood veins. The sweat and blood on his body were evaporated into white steam in the field by the hot inner energy.
"Boom!"
With a powerful and heavy sword, the pony-tailed girl was instantly chopped off.
The eyes of everyone in the audience shrank sharply as they watched, without waiting for anyone to express any exclamations.
Lin Fenghuo's figure disappeared again, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of the girl again two feet away. At this time, the fifth Xiaoxiao was still stuck in the air and had not landed.
In the pony-tailed girl's disbelieving eyes, the dark-skinned boy still swung out a straight slash. The sound of the straight knife breaking through the air was like thunder, striking at the girl's double thorns that she barely raised to block.
"boom!"
The two thorns that bounced back hit the girl's shoulder. The pony-tailed girl was smashed into the bluestone floor as if hit by a boulder. She spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
Lin Fenghuo landed next to the girl, and did not look at his opponent who had passed out. Instead, he looked at Wang Bodang, who looked shocked on the sidelines, and asked loudly:
"how?"
The strong young man was ignited by the scene just now, and he also laughed loudly and said:
"What a Liubian Fenghuo! By integrating inner energy into your blood, you can have a level of strength higher than yourself in a short time! Hahahaha, you kid, you have to hold on, we will meet the top three in the battle!"
The corners of the swarthy boy's mouth were slightly raised, and the bright red blood vein lines on his body slowly faded away.
"In the second game, Lin Fenghuo wins!" Zhao Yunming's loud voice sounded on the stage at this time.
At the same time, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
…
Yi Xifeng frowned slightly as he looked at Wu Xiaoxiao being carried down and Lin Fenghuo being helped down.
In the current state of the swarthy boy, there is little hope of winning another game.
Recalling just now, Lin Fenghuo moved at a speed of two feet, and his trembling legs after dispersing the "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire", and finally being helped down.
The fair-skinned young man could conclude that Heizi's "Flowing Blade Beacon" move placed a heavy load on the user's body. In a short period of time, it would be difficult for the dark-skinned young man's strength to return to its peak level.
Yi Xifeng has his own unique insights into the integration of his inner energy and his physical body due to his own cultivation of the Jiu Qi Control Technique. In addition, the young man's soul is far beyond ordinary people, and he has basically analyzed the effects of "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire"
Special features.
First of all, the conditions for using this stunt are very harsh.
If the internal energy is integrated into the blood, enters the blood circulation throughout the body, stimulates various functions of the body, and strengthens itself in a short period of time, it must be ensured that one's own blood can accommodate so much internal energy.
This method is the same as how Yi Xifeng used Li Chengqian's eighteen sips of strong wine to break through the fourteen meridians in the whole body in one fell swoop. The difference is that one requires sitting there quietly to open up the meridians throughout the body, while the other requires improving one's own functions to cope with intense stress.
battle.
It is this subtle difference, which is also a disguised requirement. When Lin Fenghuo performs "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire", his body's energy and blood cannot be too full. Otherwise, a person in a fierce battle will not be able to distract and guide the rampant inner energy.
Jin, the final outcome will naturally be to go crazy and explode to death.
This is why the swarthy boy fought with Wu Xiaoxiao before using this move, causing his left arm to be injured and bleeding.
Secondly, the practitioner must at least touch the edge of martial arts. The inner energy is melted into the blood, making the inner energy that was originally entangled and steaming all over the body become very restrained and peaceful. This is not something that ordinary Mang Realm warriors can do.
Yi Xifeng had only seen Zhao Long reach this level before. At that time, Zhao Long used his double swords against the Maple Leaf Wolves. His two Qinglian double blades condensed with restrained sword light, although they did not look very fancy.
, but the freedom and ease with which he moves his hands and feet, people with a discerning eye can naturally tell which one is higher and which one is lower.
The fair boy didn't know that Heizi touched the edge of martial arts by chance during the battle. But the drunk boy knew that Lin Fenghuo's "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire" was indeed the only one that had ever appeared in the martial arts competition so far.
The strongest move!——
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Yinren Village, by the Chunfeng River.
"Wow, have you heard? Fifth Xiaoxiao actually lost." A somewhat bald middle-aged man said with a sigh.
"Yes, she is a mercenary warrior known as the Golden Cross. She was originally the favorite in the top three this time!" The people next to her also echoed.
"Don't you want to know who your opponent is?" a young man said disdainfully.
This sentence immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. The young man raised his head and said, "That's Lin Fenghuo, Master Lin. Everyone should know his father. He is none other than the great master Lin Rufa."
Everyone around was in an uproar: "What? Lin Rufa's son? Isn't that the grandson of the village chief?"
"Really or not? That little... Master Xiaolin will participate in the martial arts competition?" asked a man next to him who was about to blurt out the word "boy".
"The Lin family has always been like this. My eldest brother works in a blacksmith, and Mr. Lin treats them the same way. Although he is very strict, he treats everyone equally and is never biased." At this time, a thin man interrupted.
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
But no one noticed that there was a short, fat middle-aged businessman among the crowd. After nodding in agreement with everyone, he quietly left the crowd.
On the bank of the Chunfeng River, in a huge shed, the short, fat, middle-aged businessman stood at the bottom with his head bowed.
"Did you hear everything clearly?" The first person, a tall, thin middle-aged man, was lying on his side on the bed, playing with two jade balls in his hands.
The short and fat middle-aged businessman bowed and replied: "I heard Master Huishui's words with my own ears, and everyone in the venue was talking about this competition. Speaking of which, Xiaoxiao lost to Mr. Xiaolin on the fifth day, and he lost badly.
injustice."
"Oh? Lin Rufa's son, haha, that's interesting! It's getting more and more interesting!" Mr. Shui said with a sinister smile.
"So, have the information of the two of them been sorted out for this morning's competition?" the tall, thin middle-aged man asked a young man wearing black next to him.
The young man in black covered his face with a scarf. When he heard Mr. Shui's question, he immediately knelt down on one knee and replied, "Everything has been arranged."
The man continued: "Fifth Xiaoxiao, original name: Chen Xiaoxiao. Three years ago, he left the workforce and became a mercenary warrior. His identity was confirmed to be Golden Cross, and his cultivation level is in the realm of warrior Mang. He is good at assassinations and sneak attacks. Comprehensive risk assessment: Mang
A high-level realm.”
The man in black paused and continued: "Lin Fenghuo, the son of blacksmith Zao Lin and Confucianism, and the grandson of Lin Hengshan, the head of Yinren Village. He has just turned ten this year, and his strength was that of a martial arts boy before. But after this battle,
His strength should be in the Realm of Mang. He is good at melee combat. Comprehensive risk assessment: Beginner level of Realm of Mang."
"Haha, it's another battle between the beginners of the Mang Realm and the high-level Mang Realm. I really want to see how these brats perform." Mr. Shui chuckled.
At this moment, a man hurriedly walked in from outside and whispered a few words in Mr. Shui's ear.
Mr. Shui opened his slender eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He ordered: "Tell the kitchen to keep things simple at noon. Prepare some food and wine. Guests will come in the evening."