Wu Chong's fist was as fast as lightning. Tang Qiubai's face was cold, his eyes turned red as he gritted his teeth, and he punched out with the same punch.
"boom!"
The next moment, the two fists collided with each other. Tang Qiubai's body flew backwards in an instant. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He knelt down on the ring and gasped violently.
Looking at Wu Chong again, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and the teasing look in his eyes was even stronger. He was looking at Tang Qiubai with his arms folded, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Under the stage, Lei Lin showed a sneer, frowned slightly, and asked Jiang Tiansheng beside him: "So Su Bai, haven't you come yet?"
Jiang Tiansheng's face was gloomy and he gritted his teeth and said, "He will definitely come!"
"This boy from the Tang family won't last long. If he doesn't come later, all our preparations will be in vain!"
Jiang Tiansheng looked sinister and said in a deep voice: "I don't believe this little beast can bear it! He will definitely come back!"
Leylin frowned and looked at him, but said nothing.
It's just Su Bai, and he doesn't take it too seriously. He has followed Xing Xiu Shan for so many years, and he has met many masters. Even if Su Bai's strength is extraordinary, can it still be compared to the invincible grand master at the peak of the Transformation Realm?
Seeing that Tang Qiubai failed in one move, Tang Nianwei looked anxious and worried to the extreme, and couldn't help but look around.
Why hasn't Mr. Su come yet?
But at this moment, no one noticed that there were four more people in the corner of the audience.
"madness!"
Looking at Tang Qiubai, who was kneeling on the ground panting on the stage, Su Bai, who was wearing gray casual clothes, snorted coldly, feeling a little dissatisfied.
Doesn't this guy have a brain?
Knowing that you are inferior to others but still daring to fight with them, isn't this looking for death?
Although it is said that swordsmanship requires sharpness and can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, but it also depends on the situation, right? In such a situation where there is a huge disparity in strength, you should use your own advantages to gain a chance of survival, instead of going up and attacking!
Su Qingyao, who was sitting next to him, holding Lei Yuan in her arms, couldn't help but frown and said: "Xiao Bai, is Mr. Tang in danger?" She couldn't help but hesitate to call Tang Qiubai.
Su Bai snorted with a dark face and said: "If you continue to confront the other party head-on, you will be dead!"
He really didn't want to admit that the other party was his disciple. How could his disciple of Haotian Immortal Lord be so stupid?
What are the advantages of Qingyuan Sword Art?
Naturally, it was the trace of pure true energy cultivated by high-level skills. If Tang Qiubai could master this trace of true energy, killing this kid in the middle stage of internal energy would be as easy as chopping vegetables.
Looking at Su Bai's expression of resentment that iron cannot become steel, on the other side, Zhuo Tianhu, who came from Linzhou, smiled and said: "Master, after all, Senior Brother Tang has just come into contact with martial arts not long ago. It is already very good to be able to achieve this step."
Got it!"
Su Bai snorted and stopped talking.
Lian Jinglun was sitting there watching his nose and heart. A transformation master actually called a martial artist at the peak of his external strength. This world is so crazy!
On stage.
When Tang Qiubai saw the other party looking at him with a playful look, a sense of shame and anger suddenly filled his mind. With a low roar, he unsheathed the long sword behind his back and stabbed it out!
Chi---
"This is interesting!"
Wu Chong sneered, waved his hand, and a scimitar appeared in his hand. His body transformed into a black shadow and slashed out diagonally.
"Qiang!"
The long swords and scimitars collided together, emitting a harsh clang of gold and iron, which shook the faces of everyone in the audience and changed slightly.
Tang Qiubai's body trembled, as if he had been hit hard. When his body fell back, his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
"Come again!"
Wu Chong sneered, and the aura on his body exploded. The silver scimitar turned into an afterimage in an instant, and he had already slashed three times in an instant!
When the life-and-death crisis came, Tang Qiubai's pupils suddenly tightened and he suddenly retreated.
"Did you quit?"
When Wu Chong's sneer came, Tang Qiubai followed closely with the scimitar and chopped it down!
Seeing this scene, Tang Anguo's face changed drastically in the audience. When his momentum exploded and he was about to make a move, a huge energy instantly locked him.
"Mr. Tang, you are in the life-and-death ring. Life or death is up to you! No one else can interfere!"
"Asshole!"
Tang Anguo's face turned red and he was furious. Just when he was about to fight, he saw the panic on Tang Qiubai's face on the stage disappear instantly. When a powerful aura broke out, the long sword buzzed and stabbed out with a sword!
This sword carries a decisive force and madness!
One sword separates life and death!
"Um?"
Wu Chong's heart suddenly trembled, and the scimitar he slashed out suddenly spun and lay horizontally on his chest.
"boom!"
The sound of metal clanking sounded, Wu Chong's face turned pale, and his body instantly took three steps back.
Tang Qiubai's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Next to his ear, a voice continued to sound.
"Senior Brother Tang, I see that your swordsmanship is fierce, but it does not follow a strong and fierce approach. Instead, it seems to be light and agile."
"Although the sword is the master of killing, it moves forward indomitably. But your strength is lower than the opponent, but you have to find your own advantage. The skills passed down by the master are much stronger than the opponent. If you can try to control the strength in your body, you will
It is completely integrated into the long sword, and using the strength to control the sword, it may not be impossible to kill the opponent!"
As a Transformation Master, even with Su Bai's help, Zhuo Tianhu's vision and knowledge were far beyond that of ordinary people, and he revealed the key to Tang Qiubai's victory in the blink of an eye.
After Tang Qiubai heard Zhuo Tianhu's voice, he knew that Su Bai had arrived. Perhaps he didn't send a message to him because he couldn't save face.
Anyway, as long as Su Bai arrives, he won't have any worries!
After the thought was clear, Tang Qiubai slowly closed his eyes as he recalled Zhuo Tianhu's words in his mind.
Can you control your energy?
With a thought in his mind, the energy around his body slowly circulated, and as his robes swayed, an astonishing edge slowly gathered.
"this---"
Tang Anguo's eyes widened, and his face showed a hint of ecstasy.
Is this my grandson a legendary martial arts wizard? He actually has an epiphany at this time?
Lei Lin squinted at Tang Qiubai on the stage, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Young Master, just now the powerful master gathered his voice to give guidance to this boy!" Uncle Zhong, who was wearing a gray robe, was sitting not far away and said calmly.
Leylin's eyes suddenly shot out. Is that Su Bai here?
He whispered: "Can you find where the person is?"
Uncle Zhong frowned and said, "This person has blocked his aura, so I can't find it."
Leylin raised his brows and sneered, "Then don't pay attention to him for now. He will show up naturally later."
"yes!"
Jiang Tiansheng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he whispered: "Is that little beast here?"
Leylin nodded lightly: "Don't worry, since he's here, he won't be able to leave today!"
Jiang Tiansheng took a deep breath, with murderous intent surging in his eyes. He nodded fiercely, gritted his teeth, took out his cell phone, and sent the text message he had already edited.
On the top floor of Huxindao Hotel, in a secret room.
A middle-aged man with short hair in his forties picked up his phone and took a look. His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said to the people around him: "People are here, ready to take action at any time!"
A skinny old man with a hooked nose sat cross-legged on the sofa and sneered: "Just a young boy, he actually scared you like this. You kids from aristocratic families are really getting better and better!"
"Old Monster Mu, are you provoking our Chinese warriors?" A middle-aged man with long hair and cold eyes said coldly.
"Little vulture, please don't put such a big label on me, I can't afford it!"
The cold man known as the Vulture snorted coldly and stopped talking.
The old man in a white robe with a delicate medicinal cauldron printed on his sleeves slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "This guy is quite weird, even the Dao Qingyi of Baiyunguan was folded in his hands, so you'd better be careful!
"
Hearing the old man's voice, everyone's eyes flashed with fear and they all nodded.
…
On stage.
Seeing Tang Qiubai closing his eyes and having an epiphany at this moment, a trace of jealousy flashed in Wu Chong's eyes, murderous intent surged, and he shouted coldly: "Seeking death!"
Before he could finish his words, he was struck in the head with a knife.
The scimitar exploded with energy, like a silver light slashing down.
Tang Qiubai's whole body was filled with energy. When a blue energy burst out from his body, his eyes suddenly opened.
"Control the energy, mobilize the air flow in the meridians and Dantian for your own use, and explode with power several times that of the body---is this the internal energy?"
"Haha---" A cry of ecstasy came out, Tang Qiubai's eyes were like lightning, and his aura exploded to the extreme. Without even looking at Wu Chong's long sword, he slashed it down.
