Song Nanming's fast fist was hard to see, and it also carried a very powerful aura, but Chen Xiang was able to keep up with Song Nanming's speed, accurately judge the position of Song Nanming's punch, and then accurately use his own He fought back with his fist, hitting Song Nanming's fist. [fly]
What Chen Xiang used was the Azure Dragon True Qi, which was flickering with violent thunder and lightning. After the bombardment, there would always be a roar, and after the roar, there would be a storm of Qi Gang, which was much stronger than Song Nanming's so-called "dragon qi". "Gang Fist" is stronger and more imposing.
The speed at which the two people punched on the competition stage was dazzling, as if the two were fighting with countless fists.
Song Nanming was the first to strike, but now he is slowly retreating, his face is solemn, his fists have become numb, he can feel the thick and true energy of Chen Xiang's counterattack, it is far away Far beyond him, he originally thought that by using this "Dragon Gang Fist" he would be able to defeat Chen Xiang quickly, so he was desperate and expended a lot of true energy to punch frantically, but now Chen Xiang easily resisted it.
"You don't use the lost ancient martial arts like this. You simply humiliated Long Wu." Chen Xiang sneered suddenly, and saw him retract his fists fiercely, and took a few steps back, bursts of golden aura came out of his body in vain .
On his fists, the meridians between his eyes suddenly flowed with golden Qi, just like Song Nanming used Longwu just now, and it was much more powerful than Song Nanming.
Chen Xiang's eyes were shining with golden light, his hands were like casting gold, vaguely transformed into vigorous and powerful eagle claws, golden scales appeared on his face, and there was a soul-stirring murderous aura.
This "Dragon Martial Arts" is suitable for the use of metallic true qi, and Chen Xiang's metallic true qi corresponds to the white tiger. His white tiger true qi is filled with killing intent. At this moment, he displays it through the dragon martial arts. The murderous aura of a person, and the power to look down on the world, as if I am the only one in the world.
The emperor on the tower in the distance suddenly stood up from his seat, opened his eyes wide, looked at Chen Xiang with a look of astonishment, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, Longwu is only known to us, How did he learn it?"
The emperor's face suddenly showed murderous intent: "Nanwu Kingdom must not allow other people to master Longwu, we are the sons of the real dragon."
Chen Xiang also did not expect that this Dragon Martial Arts would be so mysterious. He had just memorized the way the true qi in Song Nanming's body circulated. Although it was a bit complicated, he was able to engrave it deeply in his mind with his strong spiritual sense. Now when he casts it, he can explode with such astonishing power.
"You... you... how is it possible? Where did you learn it? Only those of us who have the dragon's blood inheritance can learn it, you ordinary people..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Xiang stomped fiercely, and there was a loud bang, and the competition platform made of thick wood was shattered and collapsed, dust and smoke rose everywhere, shaking everyone's heart.
This terrifying power made everyone secretly afraid, and those who were close to the competition stage couldn't help but slowly backed away, fearing that it would be affected.
"Although it consumes true energy, it is very powerful. It is indeed a lost ancient martial art!" Chen Xiang was also amazed in his heart. He did not expect that today he would have such a harvest and learn such a powerful martial art.
Song Nanming was stunned by this, he was envious and hated at the same time, he knew that Chen Xiang could unleash the power of Longwu and let him see such terrifying power, but he couldn't reach Chen Xiang's level.
"Chen Xiang, don't blame me, just blame yourself for being too sharp." Song Nanming's eyes suddenly flashed a ferocious light, and he waved his hand fiercely, and a dozen tiny steel needles pierced through the thick Thick smoke and dust shot towards Chen Xiang.
Although the place is full of smoke and dust, but how powerful Chen Xiang's consciousness is, he can control all the movements around him, even if a small steel needle is flying towards him, he can still sense it.
When the steel needle flew over, Chen Xiang let out a muffled snort, and saw a scorching fire wall appear in front of him. This is the fire of true qi for alchemy, which can fuse some medicinal materials that are more heat-resistant than iron, let alone Those little steel needles.
The steel needle pierced into the wall of fire and melted instantly, the wall of fire disappeared, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Chen Xiang flew towards Song Nanming with strides, his fists braving the mighty dragon qi.
"Dragon Gang Fist!" Chen Xiang shouted coldly, dancing wildly with both fists, like thousands of golden meteors smashing towards him.
Song Nanming was still immersed in the astonishment that Chen Xiang was able to escape the steel needle, and was enveloped by the torrential rain of Dragon Gang fists. In just a few short moments, he was attacked by hundreds of heavy punches all over his body. The bursts of sonic booms are like thunderbolts, and they explode one after another like setting off firecrackers.
Song Nanming's flesh and blood body suffered such a fierce attack, the bones and meridians all over his body burst and shattered, and everything on his body was squeezed together, falling to the ground like a piece of meatloaf, but he did not die, as long as he did not die, It's not a violation.
But Song Nanming is now living a life worse than death! Where is he still human? It looks like a piece of rotten meat!
Some people in the square have already vomited out, and some people shouted in horror, the arrogant and arrogant prince just now has no human appearance!
"You asked for it!" Chen Xiang originally wanted to simply teach him a lesson and knock him down, but Song Nanming used those vicious steel needles to attack him just now, which made him suddenly furious, and used it Eighty percent of the power.
"Nanming!" A loud roar came from a distance, shaking the ears of people in the square to ring steadily. A young man in a dragon robe with an angry face fell from the sky and landed beside Song Nanming, whose life and death were unknown.
This is the emperor of Nanwu Kingdom, Song Wu!
The people in the square didn't dare to show their pride. Chen Xiang maimed the emperor's son, and the emperor's strength is not weak, maybe there will be a big battle.
"Send the prince back to the palace!" Song Wu said to the two people behind him. They were all masters. When Song Wu came, they followed, and they were all very strong.
Song Wu was worthy of being an emperor, and he was able to calm down when faced with such a thing. The anger on his face quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a deep and majestic face.
Chen Xiang didn't violate the rules. As Song Nanming's father, Song Wu also knew the tricks Song Nanming used in the martial arts competition. He thought that Chen Xiang must have discovered it and annoyed Chen Xiang. That's why he asked people to send Song Nanming to the palace instead of sending him to Yao's family first.
As an emperor, face is more important than everything else. If people know that the prince uses such vicious tricks, then he will be the emperor to the end. Things you don't want to do.
Chen Xiang quickly saw through this reason, he smiled and said: "As expected of the king of a country, it was a wise move for you not to keep him in Yao's house, and it won't take long for you to know that you have other reasons for doing so. Good."
Song Wu snorted coldly: "It's common for people to be injured in martial arts competitions, but you are too ruthless. I hope the prince is fine, otherwise..."
After finishing speaking, Song Wu walked away, everyone was relieved that the emperor did not pursue Chen Xiang, and at the same time admired Song Wu's mind.
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