"Senior Brother Ma's mountain ruler weighs eight hundred and eighty-eight catties."
"It's hard to imagine that Senior Brother Ma has been carrying such a heavy mountain ruler all the time except when he is sleeping."
The standard limit of a martial artist's body is one thousand catties. With one thousand catties of strength to carry a weight of nearly nine hundred catties, the burden is very heavy. It may be fine for a short time, but after a long time, the whole person may be crushed.
However, Ma Zhengyu's strength limit is not 1,000 jin, but 1,500 jin. Of course, it is also a huge challenge to bear a weight of nearly 900 jin with 1,500 jin, but Ma Zhengyu does not simply rely on his body. Endure, and also use part of the internal energy to share the pressure, so that you can temper your internal energy all the time.
This is a method that Ma Zhengyu found out from ancient books. Exercising with weight for a long time can make the inner strength that has reached the limit change again and become more pure. Ma Zhengyu has already felt the benefits.
Under the martial arts stage, the disciples stared wide-eyed with fanaticism.
"Cold-faced, how many feet can Chen Zong hold against Ma Zhengyu?" Yang Tiantian, with red hair like fire, spoke lazily. He was ranked 63rd on the climbing list. It is much stronger. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to come to watch the battle specially, but just come back from the outside, and take a look at it by the way.
"Within ten strokes." Leng Dao with a cold face embraced the long knife with both hands, his eyes were sharp, as if the light of the knife could cut everything, and his voice was also cold. Leng Dao was also on the climbing list, ranking sixty two.
"Why don't we take a gamble?" Yang Santian rolled his eyes: "You think Ma Zhengyu can defeat Chen Zong within ten moves, but I think it takes twenty moves."
"What are you betting on?" Leng Dao's expression remained unchanged.
"You lose, lend me the Cold Light Knife to play for a few days." Yang Santian finished speaking, and a icy murderous intent fell on him like extremely cold water, making Yang Santian tremble involuntarily.
"The knife is there and the person is." Leng Dao's voice was not only cold but also murderous.
"Forget it, I can't communicate with you." Yang Santian didn't dare to say anything about Leng Guangdao again, he knew Leng Dao's temper, so he said what he said.
"Take me a foot." Ma Zhengyu sipped lowly, raised the mountain ruler, and slashed it down like a big knife, but it gave Chen Zong a feeling like a mountain falling, extremely heavy, and the pressure formed by the ruler directly made the people below The air in his body was frozen, he couldn't breathe, and his whole body felt more restrained.
"cut!"
The Red Thunder Sword was completely unsheathed and turned into a red sword light, like a red arc, tearing apart the invisible ruler and cutting towards Ma Zhengyu.
Both sides are just performing ordinary moves.
For Ma Zhengyu, winning or losing those bets had nothing to do with him.
The ruler collided with the sword, and the ear-piercing sound shook like a magic sound piercing through the brain, which was extremely uncomfortable. Once again, beyond Ma Zhengyu's expectations, Chen Zong's sword was not knocked into the air, let alone repelled.
"It's such a strong inner strength and physical strength." Instructor Liu secretly said, but he didn't doubt that the kung fu practiced by Chen Zong was a top-notch kung fu at the prefecture level.
Swinging the sword, like raindrops falling from the sky, every blow contains a terrifying impact of power, the speed is even more amazing, densely packed, the sword light is scarlet from all angles, like arrows shot by a strong bow drawn behind the full moon, a series of shocking shoot out.
Ma Zhengyu's expression was solemn, and he felt that wave after wave of terrifying power was coming, majestic, domineering and fierce, as if piercing him from all angles.
"Essence, energy and spirit are united!"
"A mountain is measured by one foot!"
Under the inner strength, the moves were performed, and the measuring mountain ruler with a length of 1.2 meters seemed to be stretched continuously, becoming the size of a door panel, firmly protecting Ma Zhengyu and blocking Chen Zong's attacks from all directions.
Like a mountain like a mountain, it doesn't move at all.
Without waiting for Chen Zong's next attack, Ma Zhengyu waved the measuring stick, and the strong wind roared. The measuring stick seemed to be infinitely enlarged, and it shot straight into the sky, as if trying to measure a mountain, and then slapped it down fiercely.
The roar was as dull as thunder, and the momentum was mighty, as if a mountain collapsed. Under the martial arts stage, many disciples felt palpitations, difficulty breathing, and their hearts seemed to be adjusted to their throats.
Chen Zong looked up slightly, his expression slightly dignified.
Very strong, this blow, before changing the Hun Tian Po Yuan Jin, I absolutely can't take it.
But now...
Lightning swept through the sky!
The sword tore through the sky like thunder, and the sword collided with the falling mountain ruler.
Countless vigor burst out, rolling and oscillating, like an endless wave, in which the two figures collided again and again.
Sword and ruler!
The moment they passed by each other, both sides shot dozens of times, and countless sparks flew away.
Under the martial arts arena, some of the disciples' faces became more and more ugly, because after several more moves, there was only one move left in the distance of twenty moves.
"Senior Brother Ma, kill him with one move."
"Yes, kill him with one move."
This group of disciples who bet on Chen Zong's 20 moves to lose inside shouted one after another, forming waves of voices.
Ma Tianyu didn't seem to hear it, and he was not disturbed at all. In fact, he also wanted to kill Chen Zong with one move, but the strength Chen Zong showed surprised him very much. He was very strong and definitely had a two-star combat power.
What's even more weird is that, up to now, the inner strength that Ma Zhengyu felt from Chen Zong was at the initial level of the eighth rank of the strength training stage.
In other words, Chen Zong's cultivation might really be at the beginning of the eighth rank of the Jinjing.
A martial artist who only practiced at the beginning of the eighth rank of Jinjing has a two-star combat power. After the opponent's cultivation base has been raised to the peak of the ninth rank of the Jinjing, how much star combat power will he have
Three-star is for sure, maybe it can reach four-star.
Thinking of four stars, Ma Zhengyu's heart couldn't help trembling.
The sword light was like a waterfall, Ma Zhengyu quickly collected his thoughts and responded with all his strength.
The unity of spirit, energy and spirit makes the strength of the whole body more cohesive, and the measuring ruler weighing nearly nine hundred catties is as light as a feather in the hand.
chop chop chop!
The mountain ruler is like a giant knife, which cuts down again and again. It is not sharp, but it is as heavy as a mountain.
"The two-foot mountain moves!"
Jumping up, in mid-air, Ma Zhengyu held the mountain ruler with both hands, all the strength of the force poured into the mountain ruler, and the phantom shadows of the mountains on the ruler burst into brilliance one after another, as if they were activated, and fell with a foot, Phantoms of mountain peaks appeared out of thin air, suppressing and falling in the air.
Every phantom of the mountain carries a heavy force, weighing more than tens of thousands of catties. The moment it suddenly falls, that kind of force is unbelievably tyrannical. The mountain ruler has not been completely smashed down, but the terrible pressure falls directly on Chen Zong. There were tiny cracks on the hard ground of the fighting platform on his body and under his feet.
"Ma Zhengyu's move has improved a bit." Yang Santian touched his chin and said casually. His tone was light and he didn't pay attention. After all, his strength was much better than Ma Zhengyu's.
"If Chen Zong's strength is so strong, it will be difficult to stop him." Leng Dao said.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong instantly entered the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and an inexplicable breath permeated.
"Spirit and energy are complete!" Teacher Liu's eyes widened suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and then he became excited again. Now, Linshan Academy has found a treasure.
Yang Santian and Leng Dao also widened their eyes, because the two of them have also achieved the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, so they are very familiar with Chen Zong's state.
"Huntian Breaks Yuan... Thunder Light Cracks Mountain!"
The sword light intertwined with red and gray and white was like thunder, tearing through the sky, descending to the world with the will to destroy, instantly smashing the phantoms of the suppressed mountains to pieces.
The sword collided with the ruler, and a terrifying force erupted, which directly caused the Liangshan ruler to be raised backward.
"Chop!" Chen Zong yelled violently, and the sword fell down like a thunderbolt, beheading fiercely.
"A mountain is measured by one foot!"
Ma Zhengyu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly exploded his strength. He used the mountain ruler to block it. This was a defensive move, and even an attack that was stronger than it could be blocked.
A sword slashed down, and the thunder light shattered, but it was just the beginning.
"Huntian Poyuan... Infinite Lightning Lightning!"
Chen Zong, who jumped up, held the sword in both hands and kept slashing down. A new thunder light just appeared, and immediately another thunder light followed closely.
The sword is connected, the chain is endless.
chop chop chop!
Everyone stared at it with wide eyes, each one was amazed.
"No, Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu was actually suppressed."
"How could Chen Zong have such strength."
At this time, no one cared about Chen Zonghui's defeat in a few moves, but was shocked by the strength Chen Zong showed, which was completely beyond their expectations.
What they were concerned about now was whether Chen Zong would defeat Ma Zhengyu.
There seemed to be no end to one sword after another. Ma Zhengyu's hands trembled, and his whole body gradually became numb, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he gradually became weak.
"Lightning strikes wood!"
"Lightning cracks the mountain!"
The two swords slashed down, and with the help of the counter-shock force, Chen Zong jumped high again, and then turned his body to face down.
"Flashing Lightning Killing Sword!"
There was a chirping sound, as if there were countless arcs wandering around, all of them were poured into the Red Thunder Sword, emitting a stunning and dazzling brilliance.
"Lightning!" Someone exclaimed.
That sword, like a thunder that tore through the sky, came with endless domineering and destruction.
"Three feet broken mountain!"
Ma Zhengyu let out a loud roar, and all the power of the gangster burst out, and the mountain scale seemed to rise a circle. After turning his arms around, it was like a dragon coming out of the abyss, and phantoms of mountains emerged, and then, the one foot that rushed straight up there One after another shattered below, and every time a phantom of the mountain was shattered, the chi light became stronger and more powerful.
Ruler and sword!
Big frontal collision.
The light was dazzling, and one figure could only be discerned rushing upwards, and one figure was thrown backwards.
Chen Zong fell down quickly, with the tyrannical force, two footprints were stepped on the Zhanwutai, the blade of the Red Thunder Sword trembled slightly, making a slight buzzing sound.
Ma Zhengyu retreated again and again, to the edge of the martial arts platform, the palm of his hand holding the mountain ruler was cracked, blood dripped, his arms were trembling constantly, his whole body was weak, and his face was pale.
Under the martial arts stage, there was a complete silence.
Everyone could see that Ma Zhengyu was completely at a disadvantage.
Without further ado, Ma Zhengyu turned around and jumped into the ring. Everyone could still see that he almost fell to the ground, staggering, obviously holding on.
"I announce that Chen Zong succeeded in the challenge and ranked eighty-ninth on the climbing list." Instructor Liu's tone unconsciously revealed a bit of excitement.
There was an eerie silence all around.
"Brother Chen, you're doing well." Lin Ji came back to his senses and shouted excitedly, waking everyone up. What to use to deal with Chen Zong, and now he owes a debt of one hundred and twenty Lingbei, and he doesn't know when he will be able to pay it off.
(end of this chapter)