There was an uproar in the lobby, just now Song Qingshu seemed to have dealt with the Vajra Sect Master without much trouble, this time it was even more outrageous, actually destroying the four wheels of the Mongolian National Division in an instant.
Jinlun Fawang was dripping with cold sweat. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the opponent's qi had not been adjusted, and hit him by surprise, but he was caught by surprise, and his heart suddenly became cold: "Could it be that this person's internal strength is so much better than mine?" many?"
Only Ouyang Feng, Baishang Taoist, and Xiao Feng could vaguely see the problem in the arena. Song Qingshu used more skill to break the four wheels, and did not expend much internal energy to confront Jinlun Fawang head-on.
In this way, several martial arts masters in the field will judge whether they are superior or not. Jinlun Fawang is obviously powerful, but he can't show it perfectly. It is often easy to be defeated when he meets someone of the same level, and it is difficult to win quickly when he meets someone who is not as good as him. In the final analysis , the reason is that Jinlun Fawang is too weak in terms of moves and skills.
He believed too much in the principle that one force can reduce ten times. In the original book of Shendiao, he suffered several defeats in the Central Plains martial arts. It was obviously because of lack of skills and lack of adaptability. As a result, after going back to retreat, the one who practiced was still the dragon like Bo Ruogong who went straight and used his strength to crush Although he was proud of his martial arts skills, it was a pity that he died under Yang Guo's incomparably exquisite and depressing hands not long after.
Now seeing Song Qingshu destroying his four wheels with every move, his first reaction was that the opponent used force to break the force, but he didn't expect that the opponent actually used subtle tricks to move a thousand catties, so that his heart suddenly became timid.
Noticing that Jinlun Fawang was in a trance, Xiao Feng frowned, and quietly said to Zhao Min: "Princess, if you continue to fight in the current state of the state teacher, I'm afraid you will die on the spot."
Thinking of the ruthlessness of this "Ximen Chuuxue" who wanted to take the opportunity to kill the master of the Vajra Sect just now, Zhao Min felt a chill in his heart, and quickly raised his hand and said: "There is no need to compete in the second match, we admit defeat."
Jinlun Fawang blushed and said anxiously: "Princess!"
However, Zhao Min shook her head and smiled slightly: "The national teacher has a noble status, so how could he be harmed by an ordinary competition." She sighed softly in her heart: Looking at it now, I am afraid that this competition has a high probability Ninth, he will lose. Although King Xiao has high martial arts skills, he may not be the opponent of Ximen Chuuxue. Next, he will face Ouyang Feng and Lu Zhangke against Qiu Qianren.
Looking at Jinlun Fawang's moved expression, Song Qingshu couldn't help admiring Zhao Min's skill in buying people's hearts to the extreme. Although he intended to take the opportunity to get rid of one or two Mongol masters, since the other party had already conceded defeat, it was hard to continue killing them.
Wan Yanliang on the other side looked at Song Qingshu's back in amazement: "There are such masters in the world, if I can win him over to my account, this king is willing to pay any price."
Kingdom of Jin and Mongolia have fought for many years, and how many top assassins sent by Kingdom of Jin have died in the hands of these two, so he is very clear about the martial arts attainments of King Jinlun Fawang and the master of Vajra Sect. In his heart, these two people are equal Given the existence of Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren, now that they were defeated so easily by Ximen Chuuxue, how high is Ximen Chuuxue's martial arts
"Your Excellency has been fighting two battles in a row, your true qi will be exhausted, please adjust your breath first, Xiao can still afford to wait for an hour or two." Xiao Feng was not in a hurry to make a move, but said loudly.
"King Xiao is indeed a sincere gentleman," Song Qingshu said with emotion, "Since King Xiao said so, if I insist on not resting, wouldn't I look down on Your Excellency? It's just that it doesn't take one or two hours, just a stick of incense."
Xiao Feng raised his hand, and Yaoyao made a gesture of invitation: "Please do what you want." After speaking, he scanned the audience, "If anyone dares to attack Mr. Ximen at this time, it will be against me, Xiao Feng."
Everyone in the arena was swept by his gaze, and felt a tingling pain all over their bodies, they couldn't help being shocked: Xiao Feng's gaze is so real, could it be that his martial arts have reached this level
Zhao Minxiu frowned, knowing that Xiao Feng's words were actually meant for herself, she felt a little disapproved, in her view, this was like two armies confronting each other, and the soldiers are cunning, so they should do whatever they can pole, to seek the final victory. But since Xiao Feng said so, she was not willing to offend him publicly.
"Xiao Feng is really arrogant." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and adjusted his breath. Just now, he had won consecutive victories over Vajra Sect Master and Jinlun Fawang, and it looked like a huge momentum. In fact, all he used was cleverness, not much Soon he opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Feng: "Please, King Xiao!"
Xiao Feng was like a fierce tiger waiting for an opportunity, he walked slowly into the arena, staring intently at Song Qingshu's eyes, he knew in his heart that with the ghostly body skills shown by the other party just now, if he attacked first, he would definitely show his weakness, so he made up his mind The idea is to respond to all changes with the same.
Song Qingshu also knew what he was thinking, and said with a loud smile: "Since King Xiao doesn't make a move, I will offend you."
With a flash of sword light, Song Qingshu stabbed at him from a distance, Xiao Feng was prepared long ago, he turned his palm into a claw, and the dragon-capturing hand sucked a nearby Eight Immortals table towards Song Qingshu's side.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu didn't expect the other party to respond so skillfully. With a flash of sword energy, he chopped the menacing Eight Immortals table into pieces, and then dodged to the side without stopping.
Sure enough, a majestic palm force attacked the place where Song Qingshu was standing just now, smashing the floor to pieces, and the hotel owner not far away saw it in pain: These goddamn Jianghu people smash things at every turn , who will pay later.
The rest of the martial arts people naturally didn't pay attention to this kind of thing, but noticed that the two had exchanged positions, and just now between the rabbits and the falcons, they had already exchanged several moves.
Just now Song Qingshu easily won two games in a row, the Mongol and Khitan warriors had already breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Xiao Feng's attack and defense with the opponent, evenly split, they couldn't help being shocked and applauded loudly.
"This Xiao Feng's martial arts is so high, I don't know if he will be in danger." Looking at the situation in the field, Bingxue'er murmured worriedly.
Xiao Longnv pursed her lips and smiled: "Senior Sister, if you care about it, you will be in chaos. Brother-in-law is so good at martial arts, even if you can't win, you must be able to protect yourself."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, he is not your brother-in-law." Bingxue'er only felt her cheeks burning hot, and she was extremely shy.
Not far away, Wan Yanliang noticed the elegant and refined two girls, Bingxue'er was nothing but Bingxue'er, although her figure was incomparably graceful, she was wearing a mask after all. Rong, Wan Yanliang felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer: there is such a refined woman in the world? Compared with her, the women before me are all vulgar fans. If I can get this woman, I don't even want to be a prince.
The two women didn't notice Wanyan Liang's fiery eyes, but stared intently at the competition.
Song Qingshu laughed loudly: "Dragon Capturing Hand and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, King Xiao is amazing in using them. I didn't pay attention just now. Since your Excellency is empty-handed, I naturally can't take advantage of the sword." As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshu casually Throwing it, he inserted the long sword back into the scabbard in Xiao Longnu's hand, this precise control immediately amazed the audience.
"It's a few meters away, and I don't even look at it. This way, I can find the exact position with just a throw. It seems that his knowledge of swords is already at the peak." One of the masters of swordsmanship is Wang Chongyang, the supernatural power. In his hands, the well-regulated Quanzhen swordsmanship is completely natural and irresistible. The other one is Song Qingshu who I met on Shenlong Island. His swordsmanship is exquisite and treacherous, especially the so-called Li swordsmanship, which makes him flustered.
Wang Chongyang is dead, so there is no need to think about it. I don't know who is better than Song Qingshu's swordsmanship and Ximen Chuuxue in front of him? A thought flashed through Ouyang Feng's mind.
If he knew that Ximen Chuuxue was Song Qingshu, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was going to compete with him empty-handed, Xiao Feng raised his palm: "Uh, you don't have to do that, brother. Xiao's kung fu is all in these palms. Having a weapon or not doesn't affect me much, so why should you abandon yourself advantage."
"King Xiao is really upright," Song Qingshu cupped his hands to signal, "I'm not going to hide it from you, if it's a life-and-death duel, I would naturally not give up the sword, but this is just a competition, why use a weapon to make friends with martial arts?"
"Okay!" Xiao Feng lifted the hem of his clothes, and threw a green bamboo stick into the hands of the Khitan warrior, "In this case, let's meet with our palms for a while."
Song Qingshu was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I even forgot that Brother Xiao was once the leader of the beggar gang, so he is naturally proficient in the dog-beating stick method. I was reckless."
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Although Xiao knows the dog-beating stick technique, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are more in line with my taste, so my attainment should be higher than the dog-beating stick technique, you and I will give up weapons, and it is still Xiao Take advantage."
"In that case, then I will use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to teach Brother Xiao's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." Song Qingshu gave a long laugh, his left hand turned into a semicircle, and his right palm was slowly pushed out. Kang Long has regrets."
Song Qingshu knew very well that Xiao Feng's martial arts were very strong, and he was very familiar with the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. It would be very difficult to hurt him with one move of Kanglong Youhui, so the power of the palm was not exhausted, and another move of Kanglong Youhui was launched, three palms in succession The superposition is adapted from Xiao Feng's unique skill of subduing the dragon and three fold waves in the original book.
Seeing him using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Xiao Feng was amazed, and seeing him using the Three Dragon Subduing Waves, he was even more astonished. He knew that this move was very powerful, if he didn't pay attention, he would be seriously injured, so he hurriedly beat him up. Concentrated, it was also Kanglong Yougui, who superimposed one palm on top of another, and pushed it flatly.
He was the one who created the three folded waves of subduing the dragon himself, and his familiarity with it is still higher than that of Song Qingshu, so even though he launched it later, the two finally made palms at the same time. go.
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