As the leader of the younger generation of Bihai City, and one of the four sons of the current generation, Song Chao also has his own pride and self-confidence.
He really wanted to compete with Tang Yonghao.
If it wasn't for the inevitable battle between Tang Yonghao and Xu Fei, Song Chao would definitely have a good fight with Tang Yonghao.
And now, he has no intention of taking advantage of Tang Yonghao.
If fighting against him consumes too much, it will seriously affect the battle between Tang Yonghao and Xu Fei. Such concerns alone may imperceptibly put Tang Yonghao at a disadvantage.
In many cases, the strong fight each other and only fight for the front line.
Song Chao had no intention of taking advantage of Tang Yonghao, and it was even more impossible for him to use a move like the monstrous tide as the disciple of the Great Sun Sacred Sect said.
After Tang Yonghao agreed, Song Chao nodded: "Please advise."
After finishing speaking, he slapped Tang Yonghao with a palm, and the stellar energy surged and turned into an illusory world.
It's just that as a martial artist in the realm of reaching the sky, the illusory world transformed by Song Chaogang's energy is more real and concise than that of an innate martial artist.
Not only Tang Yonghao, who was facing the front directly, but Yan Zhaoge and other people watching the battle, seemed to have a huge wave in front of him, hitting him head-on.
In the eyes, there is a vast sea, boundless, with endless waves, tsunamis and landslides.
Facing this scene, Tang Yonghao put the middle and middle fingers of his right hand side by side like a sword, and with the momentum of dividing the sea, he stabbed forward with one sword.
A golden sword light appeared out of the sky like the rising sun, and the hot and warm aura like the sun immediately enveloped everyone.
The direct succession of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, one of the Seven Laws of the Great Sun, the Breaking Dawn Excalibur!
Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed, and he slightly raised his head to look upwards.
I saw the clouds and mist all over the sky above dissipated, and there was a faint sunlight shining through and falling from the clouds.
At Tang Yonghao's fingertips, the rays of light skyrocketed, as if some powerful existence was conceived, and the sunlight in the sky above frantically converged towards Tang Yonghao's fingertips!
In an instant, the light became more and more intense, like forming a round of rising sun.
The pale golden morning sun radiated infinite heat, and there seemed to be two suns looming between the sky and the earth, one above the sky above the head, and the other right in front of everyone's eyes.
The sword light was originally like the morning sun rising, soft but not weak, bright but not strong.
But when the sunlight came into contact with the sea transformed by Song Chaogang Qi, there were countless shining and dazzling rays, like needle-pointed wheat awns, like needle-like light, bursting into a cloud of light rain, scattering towards the surroundings.
Every golden awn will explode violently as soon as it touches the surrounding sea tide.
Non-stop explosions! Endless explosions!
Hundreds of millions of golden rays collided with the endless sea and exploded!
Like the dark clouds dispersed by the sun, the sea rolled and retreated, fragmented, and finally turned into endless water drops like a rainstorm.
Then every drop of water was pierced by the golden light, bursting one after another, and finally disappeared without a trace!
Just like the accumulated water on the ground, under the sunlight, all evaporated.
Tang Yonghao stood with his sword back, looked at Song Chao, and said sincerely, "Senior Brother Song, let me go."
Song Chao really didn't take advantage of him. To be precise, the consumption of energy and physical strength of the two of them was almost negligible, and it was more due to the changes in the competition and the comprehension of the artistic conception of martial arts.
If it is a fight to the death, it is far from being able to tell the winner with just one move.
Song Chao withdrew his palm and sighed: "It's still a move for you."
He shook his head, turned and walked away, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the floating island, which obviously meant to be a bystander, and he had no intention of continuing to participate in the next Tongtian League.
Tang Yonghao bowed his hands to him, then turned to look at Xu Fei and said, "Brother Xu has been waiting for a long time, and Brother Meng Song gave way. The battle between you and me will continue as usual. I don't need to consume anything, and I don't need to adjust my breath. Let's just start."
Xu Fei held a leather pouch in his hand, with a strong aroma of wine coming out of it. When Tang Yonghao and Song Chao fought, he drank toot.
At this time, he raised his head and drank the last sip of strong wine, hung the skin bag back on his waist, stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, and said with a smile: "Although you have only tried one trick with Senior Brother Song, you have also shown me many tricks, especially for you. Now I have a better understanding of my cultivation base."
"You are an upright person, I will not take advantage of you."
After finishing speaking, Xu Fei stretched out his palm and pushed it forward flatly.
With one palm, the breath enveloped the four directions like the sky, and the earth carried the eight poles.
The palm gesture is ancient and simple, it looks a bit simple and clumsy, but it is majestic, as if it contains infinite mysteries!
As soon as this palm was released, the eyes of all the innate warriors present lit up.
Everyone knows that although Xu Fei has a bold temperament and is different from his teacher Shi Tie, but in terms of martial arts practice, he has followed the same path, just like Shi Tie, concentrating on one kind of martial arts and consistent.
Different from Shi Tie's practice of the vajra body, Xu Fei's choice is another unique technique in the Taishang Baji, the Daxuanhuangjian style.
For many years like a day, Xu Fei did not practice other Guangcheng unique skills, but concentrated on practicing Daxuanhuangjian style. His attainments in this martial arts are worthy of being the number one master in the realm, and many great masters in the same sect are not as good as him.
But today, Xu Fei did not use the Daxuanhuang Sword Style, but the tricks, principles and artistic conception he used were in the same line as the Daxuanhuang Sword Style, but they were not the same.
It is not simply turning the sword intent into a palm gesture, or changing a sword move into a palm technique, let alone performing a sword technique with a palm technique.
With the eyesight of Yan Zhaoge and others, it can be seen that although Xu Fei's palm gestures are relatively primitive, they are clearly bringing forth new ideas from the Daxuanhuangjian style, bringing about changes.
This is a brand new martial art, which belongs to Xu Fei's own martial art!
It's not complete right now, but the potential is amazing.
Ahu muttered to himself: "Brother Fei continues to deduce and develop the palm technique, if it is perfected to great success, Guangcheng Mountain will probably reach the ninth extreme in the future."
Xu Fei stood with his palms together, looked at Tang Yonghao, and smiled casually: "I am making everyone laugh at a little trick I have been thinking about in my spare time. Although it is still difficult to get into the eyes of the Fang family, but Senior Brother Tang, I can use both swords and palms. Martial arts from one source can form a union."
Tang Yonghao nodded seriously: "Thank you, Senior Brother Xu, for reminding me."
After the two faced each other and fisted together, Tang Yonghao waved his hand, and a golden long sword appeared in his palm. The light was blazing but not dazzling, like the rising sun.
Xu Fei stretched out his hand and fished it behind. A black broadsword was unsheathed and fell into his hand. The light of the sword disappeared as soon as it appeared.
The two of them unleashed the Daxuanhuang Sword Stance, and unleashed the Breaking Dawn Excalibur, and immediately fought together.
The Tongtian League has just started, and it may be a competition of the highest level, and it will start immediately.
Yan Zhaoge watched Xu Fei and Tang Yonghao fighting with each other, and couldn't help nodding: "Both are well-deserved."
He turned his head and looked in another direction. There, other disciples of the Great Sun Sacred Sect were watching the battle nervously. There was only one person whose expression remained the same without any change. It was as quiet as if it didn't exist.
Mr. Puzhao, Huang Jie.