Regarding the battle situation in the second arena, Fengyunzhao Haolang lost to Rao Yue, and the onlookers could accept it for the time being. The name of the youngest peak warrior in the history of martial arts, the Saint of Fengtian City, has long been spread in the world, so...
…Rao Yue is stronger than Hao Lang, which is everyone’s consideration.
The Pure Yin Silk Winding Technique practiced by Fengtian City Saint Rao Yue can be said to be a long-lost secret martial art in the world. When the martial arts realms are similar, those with better martial arts and mental skills will naturally be more powerful.
"Then wouldn't it be a bad thing for me! In this arena battle, I defeated Jin Fengyunzhao, Hao Lang and others completely!" One onlooker said with a guilty conscience.
"Don't worry, this is just the first game. Even if the Saint of Fengtian City wins, she will have to fight nine games in a row to advance."
"But... Fengyunzhao Haolang's martial arts realm is the highest among them. If even he can't defeat the Saint of Fengtian City, what will others say?"
"Ten arena battles are all about attrition. It's not enough for the Saintess of Fengtian City to be powerful alone. Now Fengyun Claw Hao Lang consumes her internal strength. Later, Thunder Kick Chun Geng will fight her again. As long as she loses one battle, she will be defeated."
All previous efforts have been wasted!”
"That's right! Even if she wins now, next time she faces Thunder Kick Chun Geng, she will still have internal strength..."
A certain martial artist who was watching in the second arena was about to say that Rao Yue would lose to her next opponent, Thunder Kick Chun Geng, due to internal exhaustion, when a commotion suddenly broke out in the first arena next door.
Rao Yue's opponent in the next battle, Beng Lei Jiao Chun Geng, turned into a cannonball in front of everyone, flew parallel to the first arena a hundred meters away, rolled ten times and fell to the ground...
"I...I just seemed to see...the Thunder Kick Chungeng from...the first arena, flying out?"
"Beng Lei Jiao Chun Geng lost? No! Hey, hey, hey, don't be joking! How long has it been? It's not even time for a cup of tea! What's going on?"
The audience in the second arena was completely confused. Not only did the battle between Rao Yue and Hao Lang surprise them, but what happened in the first arena next door was also incredible...
Not only that, just when they were shocked by the commotion in the first arena, the anxious shouts of the onlookers were also heard from the third arena on the other side.
"Master Yifeng, come on! You can't lose! I'll bet a lot of money on what you win! Hurry up and let that ignorant boy have a taste of the power of 'Yifeng's' swordsmanship!"
The third arena...
Cangyun Sword Fan Yifeng tried his best to attack Xuanyuan Chongwu, but his proud sword skills were like a child playing naughty in front of the opponent, and he was easily subdued by an adult.
Why is this happening? Who is his opponent? Fan Yifeng is a master of swordsmanship. He is full of confidence in his swordsmanship. Even if his martial arts is not as good as others, he firmly believes that he will not lose to anyone in his swordsmanship.
However, after fighting Xuanyuan Chongwu, Fan Yifeng realized that the swordsmanship he was proud of was not worth mentioning in front of Xuanyuan Chongwu.
No matter how clever Fan Yifeng's sword moves were, Xuanyuan Chongwu could always cut through everything with one sword and neutralize his offensive effortlessly.
Now the martial arts warriors beside the ring are looking anxious, which is natural, because Fan Yifeng is constantly using up his internal energy to use Yifeng's unique sword skills. On the other hand, Xuanyuan Chongwu not only yawns with a dull look on his face, but also uses his hands
Put it in your pocket, use only the other hand to hold the sword and fight...
However, even so, Fan Yifeng's sword moves were easily resolved by him.
The artistic conception of martial arts... That's right! The magnanimity shown by Xuanyuan Chongwu now is the artistic conception of martial arts mentioned by Zhou Xingyun yesterday. However, the degree of completion of Xuanyuan Chongwu's artistic conception of martial arts is several levels higher than Zhou Xingyun's.
Xuanyuan Chongwu stood on the ring without moving a step, allowing Fan Yifeng to attack fiercely with his gorgeous sword moves. He could often break through his opponent's ever-changing sword moves with just one sword strike.
Seeing Fan Yifeng's anxious look, Xuanyuan Chongwu couldn't help but sigh softly: "Well, there is nothing shameful about losing to me in swordsmanship. I can be considered Qian Chenke's direct disciple."
Just like that, Xuanyuan Chongwu casually dropped a shocking statement, which was like a fish thunder exploding in a fish pond, instantly making the martial arts warriors on the scene burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
"What are you talking about! You are the number one sword in ancient and modern times! Farewell Sword, Fu Sheng Jue, the direct disciple of Qian Chen Ke!" Fan Yifeng shouted like a roar, expressing his shock.
This sentence immediately resounded throughout the sky and lingered in the 40-win arena.
However, upon learning that Xuanyuan Chongwu was a disciple of Qian Chenke, one of the six ancient and modern masters, the person who reacted most violently was none other than Zhou Xingyun, who was watching the battle in the seventh arena.
In response to Fan Yifeng's roar, it was Zhou Xingyun's words: "Xuanyuan Chongwu! I call you sister!"
Zhou Xingyun had long noticed that it was a bit inconsistent. Xuanyuan Fengxue's martial arts was the Shuixian Pavilion kick technique taught by her mother, while Xuanyuan Chongwu's martial arts... was a mystery.
Xuanyuan Chongwu's martial arts was very strong. When he was still an early master, he was able to fight head-to-head with General Qi, who was at the highest level under the command of the Sixteenth Prince of the Emperor.
week
The law cannot match it.
Therefore, where Xuanyuan Chongwu inherited his master has always been an unsolved mystery. However, because Xuanyuan Chongwu was an animal, Zhou Xingyun was indifferent to his affairs and did not inquire into the details.
I never expected it! Xuanyuan Chongwu was actually a disciple of the Liujue of Ancient and Modern Times. This kid was so well hidden!
"Chief! I want to listen to the words of the old senior, and I can't expose my relationship with him at will. However, the situation has changed now, so it doesn't hurt to tell me... Besides, you didn't ask me." Xuanyuan Chongwu seemed to be saying something.
In response to Zhou Xingyun, he shouted loudly with all his strength.
Although Zhou Xingyun did not respond to Xuanyuan Chongwu's shouting, in Xuanyuan Chongwu's mind, he could not help but think of Zhou Xingyun's fierce spit... Bah!
The fifth arena...
"Hang, it seems that everyone is going well." Xiao Qing saw Chun Geng flying out of the ring and heard Xuanyuan Chongwu's shout. She could basically guess that the battle situation of her companions was going well.
"Consider your own safety first!" Zhong Yi whirled his two sticks and rushed to Xiao Qing with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and rivers.
‘Double Dragon Stick’ Zhong Yi is a hard Qigong warrior. He is very confident in his own strength. Even if he encounters an enemy whose martial arts level is stronger than his own, he can still fight for victory.
Now that the fight begins in a restricted arena, Zhong Yi, as a hard qigong warrior, has no reason to lose.
Zhong Yi had carefully observed Xiao Qing and found that she was not a hard Qigong practitioner. The fact that she controlled Qi from the outside and surrounded her hands and feet with the beacon fire energy was enough to show that she was an internal Qigong practitioner.
Therefore, Zhong Yi made a bold advance and quickly approached Xiao Qing, striving for a quick victory.
"Two dragons break!" Zhong Yi danced with his hands, two black iron eyebrow-level sticks, and the tiger and tiger wind swept the earth.
The wind generated by the two eyebrow-level sticks was like a strong typhoon, roaring throughout the arena. When Zhong Yi came to Xiao Qing, everyone saw that he was holding the bottom of the stick with both hands, sweeping the left and right bows, and attacking the middle
Xiao Qing.
Two eyebrow-level sticks, one from left to right and one from right to left, formed a double-sided fan shape, sweeping towards Xiao Qing unstoppably.
When the onlookers saw this, they all gasped. Unexpectedly, Zhong Yi, the "Double Dragon Stick", would be merciless. If the woman on the ring was hit by the two sticks, her body and bones would be shattered immediately.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Zhong Yi because he can see that Xiao Qing is a very powerful warrior. Logically speaking, she should be able to easily avoid these two sticks. If she cannot avoid it, then she can only blame her own lack of strength.
…
Huh? Could it be that she really can't avoid it!
When Zhong Yi used the move "Double Dragon Break" and saw two eyebrow-level sticks swallowing up mountains and rivers, one left and one right hitting Xiao Qing's left and right waist, Xiao Qing actually stood still. Isn't this looking for death!
Zhong Yi thinks so, and the onlookers think so too, but...
Bang! A storm instantly erupted in the fifth arena, and the onlookers even closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Xiao Qing being smashed to pieces by the Black Iron Eyebrow Staff.
However, Zhong Yi on the ring was incredibly stunned at this moment.
Severe pain came from Zhong Yi's hands. It felt like he was using all his strength to hit the steel plate or rock wall with an eyebrow-level stick, and was shocked by his own strength, and his hands were numb with pain.
Zhong Yi slowly raised his head and looked ahead in disbelief, only to see Xiao Qing grasping the two eyebrow-level sticks that were attacking her with both hands.
The familiar scene is like a key to dusty memory, opening up Zhong Yi's unbearable past.
"I...I remembered...you...you are...the Valkyrie Xiaoqing!" "Double Dragon Stick" Zhong Yi began to sweat heavily on his forehead, because he finally remembered who the woman in front of him was.
Seven years ago, Zhong Yi, who was already a master in his early twenties and prospered in the world, faced his nightmare day.
He would never forget that day because of his impulsiveness, he kicked over a little beggar's job, and as a result, a girl about fourteen years old came to seek revenge.
The little girl's martial arts level was lower than his, and she was only a top-middle-level warrior. However... the little girl used her overwhelming strength to beat him to the ground.
Zhong Yi will never forget that he was forced into a desperate situation by a little girl and had to use all his strength to attack the opponent with both sticks. The result was like this, he was caught lightly and then beaten to the ground until the doctor
Come and carry him away.
Zhong Yi never thought that he would be defeated at the hands of a little girl. She was a real martial arts prodigy! In the face of his absolute talent and talent, the martial arts he had painstakingly cultivated were not worth mentioning.
Afterwards, Zhong Yi quietly inquired about the little girl's origins, and the news he got was... an unparalleled prodigy! Ancient and modern qualifications! The Valkyrie, Xiao Qing!
However, what confused Zhong Yi was that from then on, the little girl just disappeared from the world, and there were no more rumors about her in the world.