The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 42

"Oh?"

Wang Xuan's expression changed, he turned his head and said to Shen Lang: "Master Ma is the resident martial arts master of the Golden Eagle Fighting Club we bought. He is very powerful with eagle claws and iron cloth shirts. It is said that he can scratch steel plates with bare hands. Besides teaching us eagle claws In addition to merit, he usually never makes a move lightly, I didn't expect to see him compete with others in martial arts today, this opportunity is rare."

Wang Xuan quickened his pace while talking.

Within three years, he changed dozens of martial arts masters one after another, most of them were second-rank, and there were not a few third-rank masters.

But in the end, it will be discovered that these are all liars.

It's all a group of Xibei goods who charge high fees for free teaching, but only teach one and a half moves.

And this Master Ma has real kung fu.

It is said that he once entered the third-rank list and became famous for a while, but it was a pity that he lost in the end. After all, he did not really leave a name.

"Grassing the broken steel plate with bare hands? So strong!"

Shen Lang's expression froze. If he didn't practice the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa, he could barely smash a flat steel plate.

But smashing and scratching are two orders of magnitude.

This made Shen Lang look forward to seeing this Master Ma even more. In addition to fighting and killing, warriors should also communicate friendly and share their experiences. This is the prosperous age of martial arts in his ideal.

When the two came inside, they saw that the corridor was crowded with students, all looking in through the glass.

And behind the floor-to-ceiling glass is the field usually used for students to practice duels. On the left side of the field is a man over fifty years old wearing a club training uniform. The students of the Golden Eagle Fighting Club are also standing in the same lineup and cheering.

On the right is a tall young man with a rough face, but compared to the cheers on the left, the dozen or so students on the right are listless, and three or two are still lying rustling on the ground.

The situation is one-sided.

The one wearing the club training uniform is obviously Master Ma.

"Xiao Qi, what are they doing? Have you finished fighting?" Wang Xuan asked while looking inside, separating the students in front.

"Brother Wang, Master Ma has almost won ten consecutive victories. He just fought a round with the master of the Baquan Martial Arts Gym. Now he is engaged in a fist fight, fighting for spiritual strength, and looking for the enemy's flaws."

The one called Xiao Qi was a 25-year-old young man with broken hair, his face was full of excitement.

"Fist and intent confrontation?" Shen Lang was a little confused at once.

It's not like he hasn't seen Fist Intent before, like Xiang Kun of the second rank, when he uses Fist Intent like a wild bear pouncing on his food, it makes the enemy feel terrified.

Zhang Chao, who was in the third-rank realm, seemed to be a real bloodthirsty tiger when he used his fists, and immediately frightened all the first-rank warriors including Shen Wenyue.

If the two were engaged in a fist fight, then what this group of people saw must not be such a peaceful scene, so peaceful...these two seemed to be staring at each other.

"No, apart from fist intent, there is another possibility, the fifth stage of refining gods!"

Different from the indiscriminate target of the fist intent, the deterrent effect produced by the method of refining the gods is only effective for a single target, or in other words, it is only effective for the target group of the cultivator's concentration, and will not be displayed.

Of course, if this is the case, then at least he can perceive the fluctuations between the spiritual realms.

Being so calm means that the two people's methods of refining gods have reached perfection, controlling the details to only compete in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is something that can only be achieved by practicing mysticism and the essence of mysticism.

In other words, these two people are very likely to be the masters of the fifth level of refining gods.

He is still a high-level expert who has mastered the rare and mysterious methods.

This time, Shen Lang bowed down.

Although he has the Mad Demon Golden Body, he is only at the third rank, and now he is not even as good as the two in refining skills. Under the bombardment of refining the mysterious method, he has no strength to resist at all.

Even such a master can't solve Wang Xuan's problem, so how can he do it?

Sure enough, he was too arrogant.

Arrogant to a little ignorant.

But at this moment, Master Ma suddenly moved.

He stretched out his arm suddenly, his five fingers were like steel hooks, and fiercely grabbed at his opponent.

The speed of the strike was extremely fast, and the tearing airflow produced a whistling sound. Such a movement made many students exclaim.

boom!
Accompanied by the violent sound of piercing through the air, the owner of the Baquan Martial Arts Gym was directly sent flying, and the outcome was obvious.

"Ten consecutive victories!"

"Master Ma is amazing!"

There were exclamations from the crowd.

At this time, the owner of the Baquan Martial Arts Gym who was beaten into the air also stood up, bowing down: "Master Ma is indeed a famous martial arts master, his eagle claw skills are already superb, even I can't stop that sharp fist. "

"Practice hard, and there will be opportunities in the future."

Master Ma waved his hands calmly with the posture of a master of Taoism.

"Can I challenge?"

At this moment, an untimely voice suddenly came from the cheering crowd, Wang Xuan was taken aback, because it was none other than Shen Lang who made the voice.

Master Ma also moved his eyes, and saw a student who looked to be around twenty coming out of the crowd.

This made him subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

Gujing Bubo said, "You want to challenge me?"

"That's right, I want to truly experience the martial arts of a third-rank martial artist. Of course, Master Ruoma is willing to teach me, and I also want to feel the power of refining the mysterious method, so that I can know how far I am from a real martial arts master."

Shen Lang arched his hands with a serious face. Although the golden body of the madman gave him the strength of entering the third rank, even if he really broke through, he was only a weak third rank.

And Wang Hu is a martial arts master who has been immersed in the third-rank realm for several years.

He wanted to know how far he had to practice before he could take revenge on Wang Hu.

And this Master Ma in front of him is undoubtedly an excellent standard.

No matter how strong Wang Hu was, it was impossible for him to be stronger than Master Ma who was in the third rank and who possessed the mysterious method of refining.

Shen Lang's incomprehensible words aroused strong criticism from the club students.

"How many dishes, drink like this?"

"You thought you were the owner of the Baquan Martial Arts Gym, I'm afraid you'd be scared to death as soon as you punched out."

"Prick your ass with a knife, open your eyes."

"Grandma got into bed and made me laugh."

"Brother Wang, who is this? Didn't you say you wanted to bring that master here?"

Xiao Qi was puzzled.

Wang Xuan was also silent for a while. He didn't think Shen Lang would do anything unnecessary, but according to the plot, going to college is the beginning of the climax of the plot. At this time, does Shen Lang already have such a strong strength?

"Refining the mysterious method? What is that?"

Master Ma thought inwardly, not knowing what to say, but still beckoned to Shen Lang, and smiled arrogantly: "Attack with all your strength, don't hold back, let me see if you are worth using your fist."

"As it should be."

Shen Lang nodded as a matter of course.

"Be careful!"

Then he said seriously.

The next moment, the surging energy and blood surged out like a tsunami, turning into a huge force that could overwhelm mountains and seas. As he bent down, bowed, clenched his fists, and stepped on his feet, his energy suddenly exploded, and the marble floor was immediately pressed out. The footprints pushed Shen Lang's body to charge towards Master Ma, stirred the air, and punched out.

Substantial vicious winds rushed towards his face, Master Ma's originally calm face suddenly changed, and he retreated all the way without thinking.

However, in less than a tenth of a second, the eyes of Shen Lang in front of him seemed to be ignited with golden flames, and his whole body turned into a golden crow that struck the nine heavens, and the ferocious roar shook his mind When he fell, he froze in place immediately.

As if suffering some kind of unprecedented fear, his expression was extremely distorted.

If you look carefully, you can even find that Master Ma's pupils have begun to dilate and turn white.

In the next second, Master Ma couldn't maintain his standing posture, so he fell straight backwards.

Bang.

The figure smashed to the ground, this high-level expert who had just won the top ten in one challenge, possessed the third-grade realm, the fifth-level realm of refining gods, and mastered the mysterious method of refining, just fell silent.

Shen Lang:? ? !
Touch porcelain again?
I didn't even touch you.

(End of this chapter)