Mo Ling nodded, and thought to himself, this makes sense, this is the result I want.
When Xiang Nan withdrew his giant knife and turned around to return.
That Qing He was deflated for a long time, feeling very upset in his heart, and suddenly a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly caught up, stabbing Xiang Nan's back with a sword at lightning speed.
This sword was clearly intended to kill Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan turned around abruptly, grabbing Qing He's sword with his left hand, raised his leg and kicked Qing He's chest, spurting the blood from Qing He's kick, flying upside down, and hitting someone hard. on a stout pillar.
Xiang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Maybe your martial arts system is better than mine, but when it comes to close combat and physical fitness, you are still far behind."
The crowd exclaimed, that Xiang Nan actually grabbed Qinghe's sharp giant sword with his bare hands!
Elder Wangyun's face was ugly, and he shouted: "Qinghe! Your behavior is too embarrassing for my Tianhaizong. I will punish you to face the wall for three years and you will not be allowed to leave the customs! Go!"
That Qinghe clutched her chest weakly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Elder Wang Yun twice before staggering away.
Afterwards, Tianhaizong sent another disciple of the Fifth Level of Creation to fight against Xiang Nan, but the result was exactly the same, that disciple was still unable to unleash a single martial skill, and was defeated by Xiang Nan.
Then, it was the sixth level of fortune and the seventh level of good fortune, all of which were defeated by Xiang Nan one by one.
When the disciples of the Eighth Layer of Creation appeared on the stage, the entire Tianhai Sect felt aggrieved for a long time, and finally all of them showed joy.
This time, they were sure that the Tianhai Sect disciple, who was born with eight levels of good fortune, could defeat Xiang Nan.
The disciple of the eighth layer of good luck nodded to Xiang Nan, and said, "I'm going to the Tianhaizong, Xu Zhao."
Xiang Nan nodded: "Xiang Nan."
Na Xu Zhao said: "It seems that your fingering is very powerful, it seems that you can break other people's martial arts, but do you think that you can be invincible in the world by doing this? You think martial arts is too simple."
Obviously, Xu Zhao's thinking also represented the thinking of most Tianhaizong disciples. They couldn't understand the subtlety of Xiang Nan's flower finger at all.
I just think this is a very superficial fingering technique, but the more it is so, the more they feel that this fingering technique has other mysteries. It must be because of the strength of this fingering technique that Xiang Nan was able to defeat all the disciples of Tianhaizong!
"What if you can't hit me?" Xu Zhao smiled and rushed towards Xiang Nan immediately.
He was very different from the other disciples of Tianhai Sect. The first few disciples released their martial arts as soon as they came up, but Xu Zhao only chose to fight in close quarters, wanting to compete with Xiang Nan.
Moreover, this Xu Zhao was shaking his body from side to side while advancing, obviously intending to avoid Xiang Nan's "magic fingering".
But the flower finger is only used to break moves, since Xu Zhao doesn't let go of martial arts, Xiang Nan doesn't use the flower finger at all.
And when it comes to close combat? Xiang Nan is the real expert.
Not only does he have a super fighting consciousness, but he also has a three-point dragon body that humans don't have.
Then Xu Zhao rushed up, condensed the sword with Gang Qi, and slashed fiercely at Xiang Nan's shoulder.
In Xiang Nan's view, this sword was extremely rough.
Xiang Nan dodged in a flash, raised his hand, and snatched Xu Zhao's long sword.
This time, the air froze.
Xiang Nan played with Xu Zhao's long sword, and said: "Tian Haizong's disciples are too focused on martial arts and martial arts. Indeed, your martial arts system is really strong, and the more you fight, the stronger you become, and you will be invincible in the end. "
"But everything has two sides, so you have neglected to train your combat skills."
As he said that, Xiang Nan threw the long sword back to Xu Zhao and said, "I'll give you another chance."
Then Xu Zhao gritted his teeth and immediately rushed towards Xiang Nan. When he was halfway, his eyes moved and he switched to releasing martial skills!
Xiang Nan was decisive, pointed out, and immediately defeated Xu Zhao's martial arts.
The Xu Zhaoqi screamed, rushed forward, and slashed at Xiang Nan at high speed. The sword light had formed a fan-shaped light and shadow, covering Xiang Nan completely.
"You're in a mess." Xiang Nan ignored the fan-shaped sword light at all, but appeared on Xu Zhao's left side in a flash, and snatched Xu Zhao's long sword.
Xu Zhao was taken aback for a moment, his whole body was depressed, he lowered his head and said nothing.
The scene was as quiet as a cemetery.
Tian Haizong suffered an unprecedented blow!
For a moment, even the elders of Tianhaizong were all shaken.
If they have worked so hard for thousands of years to study the exquisite martial arts and martial arts, but they can't even use them in front of others, doesn't it mean that their thousands of years of hard work have all become empty talk
No one spoke, and the disciples of Tianhaizong all looked extremely disappointed.
Suddenly, Xu Zhao raised his head and laughed madly: "It's useless, it's all useless! No matter how powerful the martial arts are, they are useless!"
"Senior Mo Ling is right. What a powerful martial art is just a joke! It's just us deceiving ourselves!"
As he said that, Xu Zhao laughed wildly and ran around the field, muttering non-stop.
The blow he received was too severe. In front of Xiang Nan, it seemed that all his years of hard training were in vain. This kind of blow was fatal to a person who was obsessed with martial arts.
"Xu Zhao!" Elder Huang Yun flashed his body and appeared beside Xu Zhao, and pressed Xu Zhao's shoulder with one hand, and poured the thick spiritual energy into Xu Zhao's body.
At this time, Xu Zhaofang calmed down. He sighed dejectedly, threw the long sword on the ground, turned around and left in disappointment.
Old Man Mo Ling laughed loudly, walked to the middle of the field, and said, "Senior Brother Wang Yun, am I right?"
"No matter how powerful your kung fu and martial skills are, if you can't use them well, wouldn't they become useless decorations?"
"Is martial arts really broad and profound? Is it really as omnipotent as you boast? Hehe..."
Mo Ling's words, like steel needles, pierced into Huang Yun's heart fiercely.
That Zhuang Yun's face also turned slightly pale, he took two steps back, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.
"Elder, take care!" Many disciples exclaimed.
Na Wangyun waved his hand, motioning everyone not to speak, then bowed to Mo Ling, and said: "Junior Brother Mo Ling, today you taught us a lesson."
After Xiang Nan saw this scene, he felt really uncomfortable.
Na Wangyun sighed: "My generation is too obsessed with the strength of martial arts and martial arts, but in the end... I am really ashamed, ashamed, ah."
The old man Mo Ling saw that the time had come, so he changed the subject and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang Yun, don't underestimate yourself."
"Actually, I was also shocked by the strength of this little friend Xiang Nan. On him, it seems that all the painstaking research of the enemy has turned into a dream."
"Actually, I don't think that martial arts are really useless. I just want to use Xiang Nan's little friend to send a dangerous signal to the noble family, so that you, and I, can see our shortcomings."
Lu Yun nodded: "That's right, the appearance of little friend Xiang Nan woke us up like a dream. It turned out that we were all going in the wrong direction."
Mo Ling was overjoyed, but calmly said, "So, can we have a discussion on martial arts to study what went wrong."