With the sword in hand, Changyang Tiger's courage can't help but rise to three points. Although he knows in his heart that he is still not the opponent of Kadiyun, who has been promoted to the saint, at least he has the strength to fight.
"Changyang Tiger, don't you just want to fight me with an ordinary iron sword? It's really wishful thinking. Now, I'll let you see the strength of a saint." The tiger rushed, the two-meter-long two-handed giant sword in his hand seemed to have no gravity in his hands, with a harsh sound of breaking the air, it swept directly towards Changyang Tiger, and the speed was very fast.
Changyang Tiger's face became very dignified, his body quickly retreated, and when the giant sword approached, he dodged dangerously. A few strands of rags slowly floated in the air.
After being promoted to become a saint, Kadiyun's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is far from what Changyang Tiger, who only has ten layers of holy power, can compare. Just the first attack, Changyang Tiger is very dangerous. .
"Drink!" When the strike missed, Kadiyun's movements did not stop at all, stepping forward, the powerful aura emanating from his body tightly pressed on Changyang Tiger, and then waved the golden giant again. The sword slashed towards Changyang Tiger.
Looking at the menacing giant sword, Changyang Tiger did not choose to take it hard. With this iron sword made of ordinary iron in his hand, it would not be able to touch the holy soldier with powerful attack power in Kadiyun's hand.
The giant sword's attack speed was very fast, and Changyang Tiger couldn't help thinking too much. He felt the giant sword on the top of his head that was quickly closing the distance with his own head. Changyang Tiger had no reason to do anything, and just a lazy donkey rolled over and avoided it. At this moment, He didn't even care about his appearance.
"boom!"
Just as Changyang Tiger had just left, Kadiyun's giant sword had already slammed into the position where Changyang Tiger had just stood, and the powerful energy contained in the holy soldier was directly in the arena, which was entirely constructed of hard stones. A deep crack was left on it, and around the crack, the fine gaps spread out like a spider web, spreading out for a full one meter radius.
At this time, Changyang Tiger took advantage of the good opportunity when Kadiyun didn't have time to recover the holy soldiers, and slashed towards Kadiyun with all his strength with the iron sword in his hand.
"Humph!" Kadiyun snorted coldly, with a wave of both hands, the golden two-handed giant sword with a splendid golden glow, at a very fast speed, it came first, ruthlessly and the iron sword in Changyanghu's hand collide together.
With the crisp symphony of the collision of iron weapons, the iron sword in Changyang Tiger's hand was beaten by Kadiyun's holy soldiers and flew far away. The tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood flowed out.
Immediately afterwards, Kadiyun kicked out abruptly, directly hitting Changyang Tiger's chest, and the powerful force directly kicked Changyang Tiger's tiger-backed body into the air, and finally flew directly down the arena, his body still in the air, A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Changyang Tiger's mouth, and his face had turned pale.
"Big Brother!" Jian Chen's face suddenly changed, and then his feet stopped, he jumped up from the ground, in the air, Jian Chen was sitting on his feet in a running posture, and he quickly jumped in the eyes of everyone who was surprised and couldn't believe it. Flying towards Changyang Tiger, just as Changyang Tiger's body was about to fall to the ground, it was finally caught by Jian Chen who arrived in time.
"Cough cough!" When it fell to the ground, Changyang Tiger coughed violently twice, and a little blood ejected from the mouth along the cough. The strength of the saint is much stronger than that of those who have not become saints, even though he is a tenth-level saint. The peak of Zhili is still the same. With just this kick, Changyang Tiger suffered serious internal injuries.
"Brother, is the injury serious?" Jian Chen suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Changyang Tiger with concern.
Changyang Tiger shook his head, his eyes full of anger staring at the smug Kadiyun on the ring, and said: "I'm fine, I didn't expect Kadiyun to successfully condense a holy soldier and become a holy man, now eldest brother He is no longer his opponent." Changyang Tiger's tone was low, implying strong anger.
"I'm sorry, eldest brother, I'm the one who caused you." Looking at Changyang Tiger, whose face was pale because of the injury, Jian Chen felt a little guilty in his heart.
Hearing this, Chang Yanghu frowned, turned his head suddenly, looked at Jian Chen with a bit of anger, and said angrily: "Fourth brother, what are you talking about, don't you think I'm your elder brother? "Speaking of this, Changyang Tiger's expression darkened immediately, and he sighed helplessly, saying: "Unfortunately, your eldest brother is useless, and he has not yet broken through to become a saint, otherwise, Kadiyun Definitely not my opponent."
Changyanghu's words warmed Jian Chen's heart. He raised his head slightly to look at Kadiyun in the ring. The cold light in Jian Chen's eyes flashed away, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes, and then he said in a flat tone: "Brother, you rest here for a while, and I'll go and avenge you." After speaking, Jian Chen wanted to walk towards the ring.
Hearing Jian Chen's words, Chang Yang Hu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately grabbed Jian Chen and said, "No, fourth brother, you are not Kadiyun's opponent, don't go."
A faint smile appeared on Jian Chen's face, and he said, "Big Brother, believe me." Jian Chen's expression showed strong confidence, and then he broke free from Changyang Tiger's grasp and jumped directly onto the ring.
"God, what is he doing..."
"Looks like he's going to challenge Kadiyun, God, is he crazy..."
"He only has the strength of the eighth-layer holy power, and he dares to challenge Kadiyun, who has become a saint. Isn't he asking for trouble..."
Just as Jian Chen had just entered the ring, there was an exclamation from below the ring. No one thought that Jian Chen, who had only 80% of the power of a saint, was the opponent of Kadi Yun, who had already condensed a holy soldier and became a saint. .
"He, how can he be so reckless, Kadiyun is a saint, his strength is much stronger than those of the tenth-layer holy power, how can he be Kadiyun's opponent." The girl sitting opposite Jian Chen in the library also stared at Jian Chen on the ring with an incredulous expression and murmured in a low voice, with a hint of worry in her expression.
Looking at Jian Chen who jumped into the ring, Kadiyun's face was stunned, but he reflected it at will, and sneered: "Why, Changyang Xiangtian, do you still want to fight me!" Kadiyun simply I didn't take Jian Chen in my eyes, after all, he is already a saint now.
There was a look of disdain in Jian Chen's eyes, and he said lightly, "Isn't it possible?"
Hearing this, Kadiyun's face was stunned, and then a gloomy smile appeared on his face, saying: "Yes, of course." Now, Kadiyun is already thinking about how to humiliate Jian Chenyi later. After all, at the freshman competition last time, Jian Chen left Kadi Qiuli, a delicate beauty, in the ring without any image. Both of them love this little sister very much in their hearts.
Jian Chen walked unhurriedly to the arena to pick up the two-handed giant sword that Changyang Tiger had dropped. Feeling the weight of the two-handed giant sword in his hand, Jian Chen couldn't help but frown slightly. It was less than a hundred kilograms, but it was not far behind. If it wasn't for the power of the Holy Spirit in Jian Chen's body reaching the eighth level, I'm afraid it would be very difficult to pick up this giant sword.
In the previous life, the weapon used by Jian Chen was a slender sword with a width of two fingers. He became famous all over the world for his fast swordsmanship and his peak achievement in kendo. At this moment, when he replaced it with a two-handed giant sword, Jian Chen’s heart not only gave birth to A feeling of being tied up. This two-handed giant sword is very heavy. With this sword, Jian Chen can't use it at all. After all, it takes a lot of effort to move this giant sword. Apart from the great sword, there is no other weapon.
After hesitating for a while, Jian Chen gave up the idea of using this giant sword and planned to fight Kadiyun empty-handed, so that at least he still had a big advantage in speed and dexterity.
Coming to the center of the arena, Jian Chen commented on Kadi Yun with a calm gaze, rubbed his fists, and said, "Go ahead, I'll fight you with my bare hands."
Kadiyun's face changed slightly. In his opinion, this was clearly because Jian Chen looked down on himself. A person whose holy power was still on the eighth floor actually said that he would fight with his bare hands and a holy man who had already condensed holy soldiers. , This Wu Ning is ruthlessly insulting that saint.
Kadiyun's eyes gradually became cold, and he snorted coldly, saying: "Changyang Xiangtian, you are too arrogant." After that, the golden two-handed giant sword in Kadiyun's hand slowly disappeared. , sneered: "Lest others say I bullied you, come on, I'll fight you empty-handed."
Hearing this, Jian Chen's face suddenly showed a strange smile, and then he stopped talking nonsense, and rushed forward quickly. When he came to Kadiyun, he directly punched out with all his strength. With the slightest sound of breaking the air, he hit Kadiyun's head.
Kadiyun always had a look of disdain on his face. He punched out the same punch and collided with Jian Chen's fist. On his fist, a faint golden light was flowing. This is the strength of a saint. phenomenon that occurs.
Just when the two fists were about to collide, Jian Chen's fist suddenly opened into a palm between the electric light and flint, and when it came into contact with Kadiyun's fist, Jian Chen's fist was the most violent. The palm suddenly softened, turning into a sponge-like softness, and then the trajectory of Taijiquan of the entire arm slowly swam, affecting Kadiyun's fist Zuo Rao and circled in the air constantly, blinking. In a short time, the powerful force on Kadiyun's fist was unloaded, and then he stretched out his other hand like lightning, and his palm turned into a knife, hitting the joint in the middle of Kadiyun's arm fiercely.
"Crack!"
There was a soft sound of interlaced bones, and Jian Chen's hand knife directly dislocated the bones of Kadiyun's joints. At the same time, Kadiyun let out a painful muffled sound, and the severe pain in his arm made his face turn pale involuntarily.
After a hand knife dislocated the bones of Kadiyun's arm joints, Jian Chen's movements didn't stop at all. A pair of palms tightly clasped Kadiyun's arm, and then twisted forcefully.
"what!"
Suddenly, Kadiyun could no longer maintain his previous demeanor, and let out a painful scream like a pig, and the severe pain from his arm seemed to be broken. I had never experienced it before, but in a short time, Kadiyun's face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Listening to Kadiyun's desolate scream, the ring that had been talking about suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at Jian Chen in the ring with surprise, and their eyes were full of incredible expressions. The situation is obviously the opposite of what they thought.
"When did the fourth brother become so powerful, from the looks of it, that kid Kadiyun must have suffered a lot from the fourth brother. He is a saint. Although he doesn't use a saint, his strength is also great. Absolutely better than me." Chang Yanghu murmured in a low voice as he looked at the two in the ring, his tone full of surprise.