After Jin Wuji's words fell, two people immediately walked to the open space on the floor. The open space where the wine tables had been emptied was very large. If it was just a general discussion, it would be far enough.
"Both of you, please remember to stop at the last minute and don't hurt the harmony." Jin Wuji is both the host and half-referee. When he saw someone competing, he once again warned him not to hurt the harmony.
"Haha, brother Jin, don't worry. I, Liu Meng, know what's appropriate and will never hurt brother Zhou."
"Brother Jin, don't worry. I will only use 50% of my strength at most."
The two people who came out had chuckles on their faces and calm voices, but the smell of gunpowder in their words was very strong, and they were fighting each other without giving in.
Jin Wuji frowned slightly, sat down next to Yue Chenxi again, and said, "Then let's get started!"
boom!
As soon as the words fell, the two of them each took a move. Their fists and feet collided in the air. The fierce energy dissipated and they each retreated ten meters.
After a moment, he quickly stepped forward and started fighting fiercely. One person was flowing with fiery red light beams, while the other person was flowing with invisible wind energy.
It turned out that one of the two understood the artistic conception of fire, and the other understood the artistic conception of wind, and judging from the situation on the field, they both had quite high attainments.
After exchanging hundreds of punches and kicks, the two of them were evenly matched and retreated. This time they finally got real.
Liu Meng took off the big knife on his back. The knife was three inches wide and six feet long, but it was a ferocious thick-backed knife. As soon as he thought about it, the blade immediately spread its fiery red flames.
The warrior named Zhou used his palms to take out two long swords from the space ring, holding them tightly in his hands. It turned out to be a rare double sword style.
The sword is five feet long, three minutes and two fingers wide. The sword body is transparent and snow-white, shimmering with cold light, and tiny whirlwinds flow from time to time on the blade.
Bang bang bang!
The two of them roared and rushed towards each other. The warrior surnamed Zhou took advantage of the unique speed advantage of the artistic conception of wind to attack Liu Meng continuously, with his two long swords dancing up and down.
The sword shadows were flying, forming a curtain of light that enveloped Liu Meng. The speed was so fast, and the advantage of the double sword flow, that Liu Meng could only backhand from time to time.
Although Liu Meng takes few shots and dodges most of the time, whenever he seems to be defeated, he will make a sudden move and kill his opponent's long-prepared killer move in advance.
So for a while, neither of them could do anything to the other. Judging from the scene, the warrior named Zhou had a great advantage, because Liu Meng simply couldn't keep up with his speed.
Jin Dabao introduced from the side: "These two people all entered the second round in the last Five Nations Competition. The one with the sword is called Liu Meng, and the one with the double sword is called Zhou Lingheng. In their respective countries, they can be regarded as the best. A top-notch master, now he has the strength of a low-grade Martial King.”
"There shouldn't be much difference in talent between Da Qin and Ji Changkong and others, but their domestic competition is more intense than Qin's, so their current strength is stronger than Ji Changkong's."
Xiao Chen nodded and agreed with Jin Dabao's view. Both of them have understood their respective artistic conceptions to the state of Dacheng. There is still a long way to go before Dacheng is complete, but it is not easy to reach this step with such cultivation.
"Who do you think can win?" Jin Dabao asked as he looked at the two people in the fierce battle.
Xiao Chen thought for a while and said: "Liu Meng, he has a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of fire. He already has something of his own in it. Every time he makes a move, he can accumulate countless moves on the opponent. The advantage was instantly shattered.”
"On the other hand, Zhou Lingheng only used the speed of the artistic conception of wind without any personal understanding. I guess his understanding of the artistic conception was most likely improved by the personal guidance of a famous teacher, rather than his own understanding."
The artistic conception of wind is not just about speed. Xiao Chen and Murong Chong made it clear during the battle. Agility, ethereal, invisible, random, and flamboyant are all characteristics of the artistic conception of wind.
When Yue Chenxi next to Jin Wuji heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Xiao Chen with some confusion. As far as he knew, Zhou Lingheng's artistic conception was indeed improved by his master's personal guidance.
"You are a little high-ranking Martial Lord. When will it be your turn to comment on the battle between Martial Kings? How did you know that Zhou Lingheng was going to lose? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Don't use your tongue. "
Seeing Xiao Chen saying that Zhou Lingheng was going to lose, a warrior with whom Zhou Lingheng had a good relationship immediately refuted loudly.
A person next to him also said: "That's right, Liu Meng, who is constantly pressed by Zhou Ling, even has very limited backhand ability, how could he lose?"
"Master Jin didn't invite you to this gathering. If you come uninvited, don't talk nonsense. Just watch carefully. I'll talk to you when you get to the realm of the King of Martial Arts."
Jin Dabao was furious and was about to curse when Xiao Li stopped him and said calmly: "Within three moves, Zhou Lingheng will be defeated. Don't care what they say."
They were just clowns, Xiao Chen didn't bother to pay attention to them, and he would slap them in the face when the facts came out.
"Ignorance, how could Liu Meng win within three moves?"
"Zhou Lingheng suppressed Liu Meng, and it was difficult for him to backhand. How could he lose? He defeated him in three moves. An ignorant kid knows nonsense."
"I'm afraid this person has stayed in the Great Qin Kingdom for a long time. He doesn't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. He really thought that after leaving the Great Qin Kingdom, he could still be a leader like before."
"The country at the bottom of the five Great Qin Kingdoms has the nerve to express its opinions here."
The battle on the field continued without any distractions due to discussions outside the field. If you are already a master at this level, it is difficult to be called a genius if you are so easily affected by the external environment.
Zhou Lingheng danced his swords with a roar, and the strong wind of the swords stirred up gusts of wind, suppressing Liu Meng once again, and his momentum continued to rise.
When his momentum was about to reach its peak, Zhou Lingheng's eyes narrowed, his swords merged, and he prepared to use his ultimate move to end the battle.
clang!
But at this moment, Liu Meng suddenly took action, and once again when Zhou Lingheng's momentum was at its peak, he used the surging flame sword energy to push back Zhou Lingheng's killing move.
This was already the third time. Zhou Lingheng's killing move was broken by Liu Meng three times in advance, and every time when his momentum reached its peak, it fell back to the bottom.
Jin Wuji and Yue Chenxi in the field shook their heads slightly at the same time. As the saying goes, it only takes three times. If you don't succeed three times, there will be no chance of winning. Zhou Lingheng will lose.
Damn it, he was actually defeated again. Zhou Lingheng felt impatient in his heart, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. The opponent couldn't catch up with his speed, and he could build up his momentum again.
boom!
Just when Zhou Lingheng was about to regain his strength, Liu Meng suddenly laughed wildly and said: "Brother Zhou, you don't think you still have a chance, get up!"
Liu Meng's suppressed momentum suddenly exploded. A wisp of flames rose up from his feet, and above his head, a ferocious beast spread its claws and roared wildly.
Under the roar of the evil beast, Liu Meng's artistic conception of fire was raised to the extreme, completely suppressing Zhou Lingheng, whose momentum had dropped to the bottom. The artistic conception of wind in the field was quickly squeezed by the artistic conception of fire.
Soon I was pinned in a corner, unable to move. Zhou Lingheng's face changed drastically. It was over. His artistic conception was suppressed, and my speed was no longer an advantage.
Liu Meng drew his sword and struck it down on the head. Zhou Lingheng put his swords together and resisted, but his strength was not as strong as Liu Meng's.
At this moment, the artistic conception was completely suppressed, and he was even more unable to resist. Sweat dripped from his forehead, struggling to hold on.
"defeat!"
Liu Meng gave a soft drink and stepped forward. The entire fourth floor shook slightly, and a huge force came. Zhou Lingheng was immediately knocked out and fell hard to the ground.
Zhou Lingheng was defeated within three moves, and it was really within three moves. It was no different from what Xiao Chen said. For a moment, the person who had mocked Xiao Chen suddenly felt his face dull and ashamed.
"How come this kid guessed it right? He really only has the cultivation level of a top-grade Martial Lord!"
"The guesser must be just guessing. We can't figure out how he could figure it out." A few people felt aggrieved and depressed, and they only wanted to deceive themselves and others.
"Yes, it must be a wild guess, but even so, I feel really unhappy looking at him. He is too arrogant."
"If the little girl hadn't been here, I wouldn't have been able to bear it any longer and wanted to teach this kid a lesson."
"Well, it seems that someone can't bear it anymore. Bai Shuiheng has already gone up."
A man in white clothes with a long sword clasped at his waist walked calmly in front of Xiao Chen and said calmly: "Bai Shuiheng, I just heard your comments, and it seems that you have some strength. I would like to ask for advice. I wonder if it's okay?" ”
The fat man whispered: "This guy is Zhou Lingheng's good friend. He helps him find a place. You'd better be careful."
Jin Wuji, who was in the middle, frowned slightly and said: "Bai Shuiheng, you are only one step away from the peak martial king of the low-grade martial arts. It is a bit inappropriate to compete with a high-grade martial king!"
Xiao Chen had humiliated him before, but in his heart, he hoped that Bai Shuiheng could teach Xiao Chen a lesson.
But first of all, the other party is Su Xiaoxiao's friend, and secondly, Yue Chenxi happens to be next to him. It's better to act more upright at this time, maybe it will attract the other party's attention.
But who knew, Xiao Chen completely ignored his proposal, and immediately became interested when he saw the faint purple electric current around the other party.
The other party turned out to be a swordsman who understood the artistic conception of thunder. He stood up and looked at Bai Shuiheng and said softly: "I accept your challenge!"