Three hundred and thirtieth chapters ten tricks have not arrived(2/2)
When Elder Luo Feng saw this scene, he secretly thought that he was going to suffer. Chen Yan's Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique was so terrifying. With one punch, a holy sound suddenly sounded. He had at least practiced it to the third level.
"Hey, take another punch from me!"
Amid the roaring shouts and the surprised gazes of everyone, Chen Yan ignored Tang Tong's renewed strength with his sword. Like a savage beast, he charged wildly, his fist gleamed, and struck directly on the tip of the sword.
Clang!
Suddenly, there was a metallic collision, Tang Tong was shocked, and the sword in his hand almost flew away.
It was so fierce... The opponent's boxing technique simply defeated his Shuiyue Sword Technique. With the opponent's physical strength and constant approach, even 50% of his strength could not be used.
"Come again."
Chen Yan laughed ferociously, and the dragon-elephant power that filled his body was like purple light, like substance.
Bang bang bang!
The light of the fist exploded, and Chen Yan kept pushing closer. His terrifying body resisted the surging sword light, but he only suffered some superficial injuries.
Lin Yun felt a little helpless, knowing that it was only a matter of time before Senior Brother Tang Tong lost.
I'm afraid, it won't take more than ten moves.
If he could grasp the true meaning of the Shuiyue Sword Technique and use softness to overcome strength, he could break through the opponent's tortoise shell-like defense silently.
It's a pity... his good swordsmanship was completely ruined by his practice.
Phew!
After eight moves, Chen Yan stepped forward and punched Tang Tong in the chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly away.
After landing, his face turned pale and he held up his long sword, ready to fight again.
Princess Fenghua, who was in the first position, said calmly: "That's it, you have already lost. You can't change anything if you continue to fight."
"Tang Tong, come back."
Elder Luo Feng's face looked a little ugly. Not only was he defeated, he was defeated so quickly. Princess Fenghua's words made him even more embarrassed. The meaning of her words was that he was just trying to keep fighting, but he was just doing it for himself.
Take the humiliation.
"None of the ten moves have been used, and Shuiyue's swordsmanship is mediocre. Lingxiao Sword Pavilion claims to be the best in swordsmanship in the Qin Empire. I think this reputation is in vain."
Chapter completed!