He knew that his master had mentioned that the fundamental reason why he lost to Dragon King Li Qi was that he could not deal with the other party's golden scales.
I didn't expect that Xue Jing, at such a young age, has already learned this trick
'But... that's a thing of the past.'
'The current Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword is no longer what it used to be!'
Li Chengxuan took a jolt of step, looked sharp, and rushed towards Xue Jing.
The two men came into close combat, fighting each other at an extremely fast speed on the field.
“Clang clang clang clang—”
Xue Jing was surprised to find that every time his fists and feet made contact with the opponent, a sound of metal clashing was made, as if the opponent was not a person, but a human-shaped piece of steel.
"Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword... kind of interesting."
His eyes moved slightly, and he found a flaw that was not a flaw. He activated the speed of both of his bodies, and his movements suddenly became faster, as if he had suddenly pressed the fast-forward button. He sent a fist through the gap and hit Li Chengxuan's chin.
The latter was shocked but remained calm. Faced with such speed, he knew it was too late to use his arms to defend himself, so he simply lowered his head and used his forehead to block the fist.
“Bang!”
It was like hitting a piece of steel. After a loud bang, Li Chengxuan seemed to be unharmed!
"Master, what's going on?"
Seeing this scene, Takeyama Ying spoke in surprise.
Li Qi watched the two people who continued to fight and explained:
"Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword is a style that trains the body to become a sword. The characteristics of the body are not only sharp, but also hard."
"This kid has already trained his body to the point of 'blades reaching all four tips'. Even his hair is as sharp and solid as a blade, not to mention his already hard skull."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Shanying said worriedly: "Is Junior Brother okay..."
Li Qi smiled and said nothing.
"Bang!"
Xue Jing threw another punch, which collided with Li Chengxuan's elbow.
The golden scales trembled like a real dragon shaking its armor, blocking the sharp force and disintegrating it into nothingness.
The two of them fought back and forth, punching and kicking each other non-stop, and Li Chengxuan became more and more frightened.
How is it possible!
Is this guy really only seventeen years old
Even in the U19 competition, he had never seen such an opponent.
'No, we can't go on like this.'
Li Chengxuan felt the slight numbness and swelling in his limbs, looked at Xue Jing, who was still full of energy with a body covered in golden scales, and deeply felt the helplessness of his master Jiao Hongyuan back then.
It's time to take drastic measures.
His eyes fixed and he made up his mind.
The sword of Golden Wind and White Rainbow, the golden wind is for cutting, the white rainbow is for piercing.
He crossed his hands into a cross, resisted Xue Jing's attack, and pushed him away with a sudden push.
Then all the strength in his body circulated and flowed to the fingertips of his right hand.
Xue Jing's eyes moved, and he instinctively sensed a sense of crisis.
Without hesitation, he activated the twin defenses and protected his heart with both hands.
"call out!"
The next moment, the air was cut, tearing out a white air wave.
"puff-"
The finger was extremely sharp, like the tip of a blade, and it pierced his arm fiercely.
The golden scales trembled and connected into one piece, but they could not block the finger that was condensed to the extreme and sharp to the extreme. The scales broke and a bloody hole was pierced in Xue Jing's arm.
But... that's all.
The fingertips hit Xue Jing's arm bones with a cracking sound.
"ah!!"
Li Chengxuan took two steps back, covering his twisted fingers that had bones piercing the skin, and screamed in pain.
"Did your physics teacher teach you this?"
Xue Jing rushed forward, a spiral dent appeared on his face, and he punched Li Chengxuan in the chest.
“The action of force…is mutual.”
"boom!"
Li Chengxuan was knocked back more than ten meters by the punch, hit the wall, and vomited blood.
"stop!"
Su Bijing's face changed drastically and he opened his mouth to stop him.
Xue Jing pretended not to hear anything, stepped forward, and used his hands and feet to continuously attack Li Chengxuan, who was pressed against the wall with no room to dodge.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!"
Su Bijing suddenly became anxious and was about to step forward, but a wheelchair had driven up to him without him noticing.
"The outcome is not decided yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
Li Qi said quietly.
Su Bijing was just about to walk past Li Qi regardless of anything, but suddenly he felt a chill in his heart.
He saw... a pair of dark golden vertical pupils.
In an instant, his mind went blank and all thoughts disappeared completely.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The concrete wall cracked, and under Xue Jing's constant beating, Li Chengxuan was embedded in the wall.
"it's over-"
Xue Jing raised his right fist.
Just at this moment.
"stop-"
A loud shout of shock and anger came from nowhere.
Bang!
The glass of the training hall shattered and a figure rushed in from the window.
"Boy, I told you to stop!"
The figure stretched out his arms and attacked Xue Jing at such a fast speed that Xue Jing's pupils contracted.
He saw it, but it happened too fast and his body couldn't react at all.
Just then, another figure flashed in from the window.
“Bang!”
Xue Jing looked at the hand in front of him, which was only a dozen centimeters away from his neck, and felt a little frightened.
The wrist of this hand was being tightly grasped by another huge hand.
Xue Jing looked at the tall figure standing in front of him.
The eldest brother—Meng Bo was injured.
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Chapter 92 The Strength of a True Master (4K)
"Big Brother!"
Xue Jing looked at the broad and strong figure in front of him and spoke in shock.
That moment just now might have been the closest he had ever been to death.
The speed that made the body completely unable to move, and the bone-chilling coldness felt on the neck...
He had no doubt that if that hand touched him, it would cut his neck as easily as cutting tofu.
"Is this... the gap between me and a true martial arts expert?"
Xue Jing's eyes flickered.
The gap in strength is too big.
You have almost no ability to resist, and the other party can kill you if they want.
Fortunately, he is not alone...
Meng Boshan turned around and looked at Xue Jing, nodded, and twitched the corners of his mouth as if he was smiling. Judging from his expression, he was probably saying hello.
The huge palm, like a sandbag, tightly grasped the wrist of the person opposite like a pair of pliers, without moving at all, displaying amazing strength in silence.
Xue Jing looked across along the arm in front of him.
His neatly combed gray hair and old, gloomy face still held a look of shock and anger. Invisible power surged throughout his body, cutting long and thin grooves in the surrounding floor.
"Jiao Hongyuan, you shameless old dog."
Li Qi, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the distance, spoke with a cold expression.
"Your son of a bitch came to my house to compete with my disciple, but he was defeated because he was inferior to him. How dare you, an old dog, attack my disciple?"
"After several decades, those canine teeth in your mouth that I broke have grown back? Do you think I'm a soft persimmon that you can squeeze whenever you want?"
Jiao Hongyuan didn't reply for a moment. He looked at the deep human-shaped indentation on the wall, and Li Chengxuan was embedded in it.
"Master..."
Li Chengxuan's dull voice came from the wall.
Jiao Hongyuan's face changed, he turned his wrist, and with great force, he released Meng Boshang's hand.
Then a figure flashed and came to the wall.
As he moved, Meng Boxhang stretched out his muscular arms and protected Xue Jing behind him.
"Chengxuan."
Jiao Hongyuan shouted, and seeing that Li Chengxuan was embedded too deeply and difficult to dig out, he stretched out his palm and made a few horizontal strokes to cut the wall open.
The reinforced concrete did not present any obstacles and was cut directly by the palm knife like plasticine. The gap was smooth, as if it was cut by a peerless divine weapon.
“Clatter, clatter—”
Gravel was scattered and dust was flying. Li Chengxuan broke free from the wall. He looked extremely disheveled, with fist and foot marks all over his body. His clothes were torn and his exposed skin was covered with purple bruises.
"hiss-"
But he looked to be in good condition. At this moment, he was gasping for breath and covering his twisted fingers that were pierced by bone spurs.
"Master, I was careless."
He looked at Jiao Hongyuan and said with his head down.
Zhu Shanying, who was not far away, heard this and immediately curled his lips in dissatisfaction:
"What are you talking about? If you can't beat me, then you can't beat me. Don't make excuses!"
"There are so many pairs of eyes here, they can all see it clearly!"
The ordinary disciples around were frightened by the inhuman power that Jiao Hongyuan had just displayed, and did not dare to speak, but they nodded one after another.
What's the big deal about this? It's just a pure difference in strength.
Jiao Hongyuan whispered to Li Chengxuan: "Let's talk about it when we get back."