clap clap.
Luo Zhen suddenly applauded, attracting everyone's attention.
"Chen Zhaizhu is worthy of being a hero in the world, and his courage is extraordinary."
Zhou Jing turned to look at him: "Who are you."
"Luo Zhen, the poor Daoist, is the head of the Nanhua faction."
Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows: "It turned out to be you, the invitation to the martial arts conference, you sent it to me. Speaking of which, I came from the Huyang realm, and I haven't visited your neighbor."
Luo Zhen's eyes twitched, she stabilized her expression, and said solemnly:
"Chen Zhaizhu, I'm waiting for the reason for holding the martial arts conference. You must already know the reason. All of you here are here for you to break the rules of the rivers and lakes. The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, so let's draw it down and follow your opinion. Act according to the rules, learn from each other, and use your skills to compete. If you can beat you by half a trick, I hope you will keep your promise, return the sect secrets you took away, and stop spreading them around."
"I don't break my promise, I can beat the gun in my hand, I can say anything."
Zhou Jing nodded.
His eyes swept across the ranks of the sects, and he paused on Lin Song, but moved away like a stranger, and asked casually:
"I have heard of the prestige of the eight sects in the rivers and lakes. Are these sects all gathered today?"
Hearing the lack of respect in Zhou Jing's tone, many people in the sect snorted and looked dissatisfied.
Luo Zhen nodded and said solemnly, "Even though you and I are opponents today, people of my generation act, and we should do the ritual first and then the soldiers. This will introduce you to some experts from various factions."
With that said, Luo Zhen introduced the characters from the various sects around her one by one, not only to Zhou Jing, but also to all Jianghu people present, so that Jianghu people knew which sect led the event and made a name for herself.
Wushan School, Qingyang School, Zixiao Palace, King Kong School... The members of each school reported their own family, and gave Zhou Jing a perfunctory gesture with a reluctant attitude.
Zhou Jing was secretly happy when he heard that each family had a great background.
The big factions of the rivers and lakes have basically arrived, and the masters have gathered to pass this level. It is estimated that the milestone of [No. 1 in the world] will be in place in one wave.
He only brought a few minions to the meeting this time. Guo Haishen, Fang Zhen and others wanted to accompany them, but they were all discouraged by him.
Because the martial arts conference was widely circulated in the rivers and lakes, Lulin knew that he would not miss the appointment, so he estimated that after a winter of preparations for the other two Jiaojiao in Huyang, they might attack while he was not in the stockade, so he let the leaders stay in the stockade. I presided over the situation, and I went to the meeting alone.
For ordinary people, the martial arts conference is a dragon pool and a tiger's den, but I can come and go freely by myself, and there is nothing to worry about.
Soon, all the sects had registered their names, all staring at Zhou Jing, silent, the atmosphere in the field suddenly tense.
Zhou Jing looked around and laughed loudly: "It seems that the gossip is over, what do the heroes from all walks of life want to do? Is it one piece, or one by one?"
Luo Zhen said solemnly: "We are righteous people, we won't rely on too many people, and naturally we will fight with you one by one. It is only better than martial arts, and it will stop when you click."
"Okay, so who wants to be the first to play against me?"
Zhou Jing carried the iron-coated dragon spear and looked around.
Seeing that it was finally about to fight, many people around the world who were watching the show stepped back, making the open space in the field wider for others to learn and compete.
After a few breaths, a middle-aged man walked out from the ranks of the various sects. His temples were white and he held a red tassel spear. He took a stance and shouted:
"I have heard that Chen Zhai's master spear skills are excellent, and the Jiuqumen Zhongwu, I would like to learn great tricks!"
Jiuqumen is not one of the eight major factions, but it is also a major faction that is only half-finished. It seeks life in the Central Plains, and its power is not bad. Today, it came out to take the lead, obviously wanting to win the lottery and have a long face in front of Jianghu people.
Zhou Jing glanced at him, suddenly inserted the iron panlong spear into the ground, and walked forward with both hands empty.
"What do you mean?" Zhong Wu was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Why did you throw down your weapon and quickly raise your gun to fight me."
"We don't need weapons to deal with you."
Zhou Jing grinned.
"Arrogant! The thief looks at the gun!"
Zhong Wu was furious, shook his spear, and stabbed his spear.
His internal strength is not bad, his strength penetrates the tip of the spear, and in an instant, he pierces dense cold light in front of him, as fast as a shower, showing a good marksmanship, which makes many people in the world nod again and again.
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"This is the Jiuqumen's long river spear technique. Zhong Wu, as the guardian of the door, is quite accomplished in the use of spears. This style of 'Shocking Waves Shattering Jade' is quite proficient, even the masters have to avoid the edge.
An elder in the eight sects stroked his beard and praised,
However, at this moment, Zhou Jing did not retreat, but instead advanced.
Card!
The next moment, the spear glowing in the sky instantly dissipated.
I saw Zhou Jing clasped the tip of the spear tightly, and Zhong Wu couldn't break free even if he tried hard, and his palm was as strong as iron and steel, and the spear blade couldn't cut the flesh at all.
"What a powerful horizontal practice!"
Seeing this scene, many experts in the arena changed their color slightly.
At this time, Zhou Jing's feet sank, and his muscles flowed like water waves. He burst into short bursts of energy, and his movements were like tiger roars.
Zhong Wu only felt that this internal energy was like a bull rushing, destroying the dry and rotten force that crushed him. The whole person was like being struck by lightning, and he immediately retreated, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was gushed out. He was already suffering from internal injuries.
The tiger's mouth on both hands burst together, blood flowed, and the trembling continued.
"Is this the subduing dragon and the tiger?!"
Those who knew the goods at the scene exclaimed in surprise.
The people of the King Kong Sect, one of the eight major sects, suddenly stood up and were in shock.
The inner strength that this person exerts is exactly the martial arts of their King Kong Sect!
"How could you tell me to send me a peculiar art?!"
King Kong Sect Sect Master was shocked and angry.
Zhou Jing let out a sigh of turbidity, and stood up, raising his eyebrows to look at this person, but he didn't bother to hide it, and told the truth:
"Don't you know that the master of Fuhumen in Jiangchun's realm was once a disciple of King Kong Sect, and I got my martial arts from him."
However, the King Kong sect master did not believe this statement at all, and said categorically:
"Bullshit! Your skills in subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger are extremely deep, and it's not an exaggeration to say that you are a master. You have at least ten years of hard work, and you can't be just learning it! You must have secretly learned the secret art of my school. Bring it in!"
Hearing this, Zhou Jing couldn't help but smile.
This skill of subduing the dragon and the tiger is too domineering and destroys the meridians, so although he did not teach it stingly, almost no one under his command practiced it, and he was the only one who practiced this kung fu.
Unexpectedly, after getting started, he found that this internal skill was extremely suitable for his physique. He practiced a thousand miles a day, and with his own qualifications and practice accelerated, after a winter of practice, the level of subduing dragons and tigers has now risen to Lv5.
In just a few months, to have practiced an internal skill to such a level, in the eyes of these normal people, it is completely impossible, and no one will believe it if you say it, and it is not surprising that everyone in the King Kong Sect was shocked.
In addition, his other martial arts have also progressed to varying degrees. Among them, he spent the most time on the [Martial Daoist] system, and his mastery of the basic tempering method and the wind flow has improved, providing him with More attribute bonuses.
At this time, in the face of the King Kong Sect's questioning, Zhou Jing raised the Baiying spear that Zhong Wu had dropped, shook the spear, and hummed:
"Better than me first, then other things."
He didn't plan to use the iron-coiled dragon spear, for fear of scaring people away. He also wanted to play more masters to enrich his record and promote the progress of milestones, so at this time, he simply used someone else's wooden spear. Hand live.
When the two were talking, Zhong Wu was still bleeding, and the disciple of Jiuqumen quickly came out and took him back.
The people from the King Kong Sect next to him couldn't sit still. Immediately, a master in the door came forward to challenge him. Zhou Jing patiently followed him a few moves. At the tenth move, he saw the opportunity and took a shot in the opponent's leg, defeating the enemy. .
Seeing that someone fired the first shot, the masters of various sects took turns to challenge.
Zhou Jing didn't use brute force any more, and switched back to his familiar skills.
Bai Ying's spear can be stabbed or picked, and several spear techniques can be easily converted in his hands. Although it is not a magic skill, it is also used without leakage, and its power is amazing. In order to confuse everyone, he deliberately controls the degree of strength. Generally, it takes a few rounds to fight. Repel opponents, most of the time no more than ten.
For him, this kind of fighting intensity is not as good as his morning exercise, it is simply old age.
One by one, the sect masters were defeated, and Zhou Jing quickly won thirteen games in a row.
Many Jianghu people watched in amazement.
Chen Feng's deeds are spread all over the world, but people in many places in Jianghu have never seen it with their own eyes.
Today, I saw Chen Feng showing his great power, and people from all over the world were hooked.
Although this Chen Feng is not like the rumor that "opening mountains and cracking rocks is like a leisurely, like a god and a demon descending into the world", but every move and style is harmonious, and every release and closing are wonderful to the top, and the power roams all over the body, connecting and connecting. There is no obstruction, just like flowing water, the hardness and softness are combined, and there is an indescribable charm in the gestures.
In contrast, many people only feel that the martial arts they practice is simply a crop-hand style, and this Chen Feng's skill really shows the charm of the word "wu", which makes them fascinated.
And many masters who know goods are looking more and more serious.
Luo Zhen and other sect leaders gathered together, frowning and looking at the field, while whispering:
"This person's martial arts may have reached the realm of returning to nature."
"Indeed, and his marksmanship is also superb, it's amazing... However, it is rumored that his magical power is amazing, why didn't he show it at this time?"
"It must be that this thief knew that I was waiting for a wheel battle, and deliberately saved his strength, indicating that he did have concerns."
"Yes, no matter how good this person is in martial arts, if he continues to fight, his internal strength will continue to be depleted. Sooner or later, he will show a decline. I don't have to worry about it."
The heads of each faction nodded secretly and came to a consensus.
On the other side, a sect disciple came to Sha Xingzhou and asked in a low voice:
"I don't know when Senior Sha shot?"
Sha Xingzhou retracted his gaze with difficulty, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and forced himself to say naturally: "What's the hurry, let's take a look..."
As a master of the arena in the harsh northwest, he looked down on the southern martial arts in his heart, and he had disapproved of Chen Feng a few days ago.
But today, seeing with his own eyes the martial arts of this man returning to his original state, Sha Xingzhou was astonished in his heart, and suddenly he was a little discouraged.
He has worked hard for a lifetime of fame, and he doesn't want to be a stepping stone to others.
It just so happened that at this moment, another expert in the arena who went up to challenge was defeated by Zhou Jing's spear.
Seeing this, the disciples of this sect simply bowed and cupped their hands and said sincerely, "I sent a heavy reward to invite Senior Sha to go south. It is for today, and I hope that Senior will help."
Sha Xingzhou suddenly had a headache, and it was difficult for him to ride a tiger for a while. He secretly regretted taking advantage of others, and was invited to help his fist.
"Forget it, I'll go meet this thief!"
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he braved his head to meet him, his back was quite sad and desolate.
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