Experts from all walks of life

In the battle of Wan'an Temple, kill the blood-clothed and childlike heart; in the capital, fight against the powerful A Da, A Er!

Under Songshan, kill Zhou Yu with two moves!

In the pavilion, one person was alone, and the heroes of Yipintang were shocked to retreat!

Happy experience can be described as the word "legend". Lu Jing did not think he was a happy opponent from the beginning. He thought more about how to support a few more moves from Happy hands and make himself defeated more decently.

However……

Huang Rong's words and the temporary reward and punishment tasks made him feel restless and he took action regardless of everything.

People in the martial arts world should avoid being impetuous when fighting, because emotional fluctuations will affect people's calmness and judgment ability. If you have concerns and distracting thoughts in your heart, it will be very unfavorable when fighting.

Lu Jing is a typical example...

In a restless mood, although I wanted to perform better and forced me to happily perform "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing", I forgot my original purpose.

As soon as you start, you will be the most fierce move in "Seventy-Two Roads of Flutes". During the rushing, the ring was filled with dazzling flute shadows, and the images of green bamboo forests were shot out in the air, giving people a sense of urgency to be attacked by countless enemies in an instant. The bamboo forests continued, and they were rushing towards Happy. At the same time, the overwhelming sound of the flute was mixed with the sound of the flute, and the sharp sound of the flute was like an invisible sword, drilling towards Happy...

But Kaixin was unmoved and stood quietly in place, with the air flow swaying around her to resist the impact of sword-shaped sound waves from all directions; it was not until the amazing bamboo forest was overturned and formed a huge tiger with bloody mouth that Kaixin finally took action.

Under the shocked gaze of many people in the audience, they rushed towards the bloody mouth of the green tiger...

The happy figure was immediately swallowed by a tiger!

But just as I was about to be torn apart by countless green flute sounds, a stunning sword aura pierced through the body of the green tiger. With the momentum of destroying the dead and rotten, the green tiger directly disintegrated into countless fine green shadows.

On the ring, countless flute sounds disappeared, revealing the situation of the two.

I waited to see clearly what was happening on the stage, and everyone under the stage was gasping for air conditioning, tightly breathing...

...

"Tick!"

On the ring, the two maintained their respective positions.

The bright red blood was dripping with blood, and the dyed red collar hem slowly dripped on the ring, and a pool of blood gathered from under Lu Jing.

The latter looked pale and looked at the long sword that pierced his chest in disbelief. His face was covered in wood, his chest was undulating, and he stared at the wounded wound - that position, only an inch away from his heart.

He still remembers clearly...

If it weren't for the strong wind that broke through the air coming from the bottom of the stage that slightly shook the pointing of the sword, the subsequent sword, according to the script, should have pierced into his heart very accurately and ruthlessly.

What a fast sword, what a neat sword.

The sword that came in from the most powerful part not only completely destroyed his mind and disintegrated the subsequent moves, but even the protection of his body could not resist the silver dragon...

One move!

"The best of famous masters, well-known, amazing...Puff!" As he happily drew his sword, a mouthful of blood finally spurted out of Lu Jing's mouth. His body trembled, and he suddenly faded and fell to the ground weakly.

"You won't blame me..."

He looked at Lu Jing and happily slowly returned the sword to the scabbard while saying, "There are many people who were killed instantly by this sword, and I am one of them."

“…”

A red tide appeared on Lu Jing's face, then he coughed, and led him down the arena with the help of two martial arts people.

Huang Rong stood in the audience with a 120,000-year-old solemn expression on her face and a complicated look: "I didn't expect that the Happy Young Hero's swordsmanship had reached this level. No wonder the heads of major sects appreciated it!" There was a little unwillingness in her tone.

"The Huang Gangmaster was awarded."

He replied happily and modestly, then looked at the bearded man below the stage.

The one who just made a move to shock his sword was exactly this guy who looked like a businessman. Although he looked inconspicuous, that finger force was not something that ordinary people could do. The timing was so accurate that he could catch up with Lu Xiaofeng's "Lingxi Yi Finger".

The latter's inadvertent techniques did not attract many people's attention.

He looked up, glanced happily, and sang loudly in his tone:

"Next..."

There is another name on the book that was already empty:

"Pan Sishou'Lin Jiang."

"Little brother, what a sharp sword technique, Lin comes to learn it!" One of the people rose up in the crowd, and when they kicked and stepped on the empty stomp, their body movements were as lightning as lightning, and they settled steadily across from Happy. They smiled loudly, took off the black hat covering their face, revealing a thin face of less than thirty.

"Pan Si Hand..." Happy quickly glanced at the protective gear of the other party's arm and the silver gloves emitting a cold light between his five fingers, and he felt a little scheming in his heart.

The visitor obviously has good skills in his palms; his body skills are also good.

No wonder I have the courage to come on stage, I should have the confidence to avoid the sword I just now.

It is worthy of being a martial arts conference. Every NPC is aimed at your previous game. It is targeted. It is probably a bit difficult to use swordsman to deal with this kid!

but……

Happy still doesn't plan to expose "The Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing" under Huang Rong's nose. He held the National Protection Sword with his back hand, his eyes sank, and said:

"Please give me advice!"

Drink it!!

Lin Jiang was not vague at all. He was a little under his feet, and the distance of more than ten meters was instantly closer. The silver palm wind was like a silver knife breaking through the air, slashing rapidly in front of him, one by one, and the speed was extremely fast. The cold wind was so cold that it would be cut through the skin if he was not careful. Sometimes his hands were staggered, like a flying scissors, which made people unable to defend themselves.

Fortunately, Kaixin is experienced in facing the enemy. Every time the opponent takes action, get closer, Kaixin immediately seals the opponent's position of exerting force with a faster speed, takes the shoulders, destroys the latter's balance, or takes a weapon. The stupid bird first exerts a sword from the enclave, blocks Pansi's next attack trick, forces the opponent to change his moves or retreat.

There are more than ten moves in one round and one round, and the two are not distinguished!

"Good skills!" Huang Rong's eyes flashed from the audience, and she said to Miss Murong with great sincerity: "I hope the enemy is ahead. With this scheming and grasping the situation, the Happy Young Man has firmly gained the upper hand. If he uses all his strength, Pan Si's hand will be unable to stop three moves!"

“…The Huang Gangmaster was awarded.”

Miss Murong's tone was plain.

Huang Rong is smart and agile, and Miss Murong is also a good-looking lamp. She is calm and does not show any joy or a trace of her mouth, allowing Huang Rong's spy to fall into the empty space.

At this time, the stage finally distinguished...

Kaixin relies entirely on his own combat skills and experience to force Pan Si's hand off the ring.
Chapter completed!