The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 132
The man who wields the sword is about 30 years old. He has a long face and short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is extremely heroic. He seems to be more swordsman than swordsman.

Just now in the audience, Xiang Yang carefully observed that this person has only roughly practiced basic internal skills such as the Tuna Jue, and failed to open his veins, but the broad sword in his hand is powerful and heavy, and he walks wide open and close. The way of swordsmanship that swept away thousands of troops was extremely impressive.

Although the man saw that Xiang Yang was young, he was not careless at all. In addition to the swordsman he just defeated, he had won seven games in a row, and he was considered a relatively powerful figure among those who applied for the martial arts.

He could see very clearly that Xiang Yang jumped onto the ring with light steps, and when he landed silently, his leg skills were extremely good, his abdomen rose and fell regularly, almost in a continuous line, his internal strength was higher than his, and his ambition was high , with sharp eyes like knives, he must be a difficult character.

"Wait, I've fought two games in a row, and I'm exhausted. I'll rest first, and I'll fight you again when I recover."

As he said that, the sword-making man jumped off the ring in a flash, causing many people watching the battle below to be in an uproar. His words were beautiful, but they were all out of the rivers and lakes. Who couldn't see that this man was timid?How powerful is this handsome boy?

When someone went down, someone went up. A short, stout man jumped up with his bare hands, his hands were covered with calluses, and he carried the heroic spirit unique to a warrior.

Xiang Yang scrutinized the other party carefully, his breathing was messy and irregular, but his lower body was quite stable, he should have been holding his horse all year round, his martial arts were rough, not good at maintenance, and he was trained like a foreigner's palm.

The person who came up did not announce the name of the origin, and rushed straight towards Xiang Yang, his right palm was fiercely printed on Xiang Yang's chest, the fierce light in his eyes was full of murderous intent, and he was about to kill him. It's a desperado who licks blood with a knife.

Xiang Yang stood still on his feet, neither dodging, avoiding, or drawing a knife. He also stretched out his right hand to strike back, and the hair came first, one white and the other rough, and the two palms were tightly pressed together.

Xiang Yang took a step back after taking over the palm, trembling all over his body, and relieved the force on his right shoulder with the method of drilling holes with the ever-changing loach, and then used the mental method of Emei Jinding Cotton Palm. Like a turbulent undercurrent pouring into the opponent's body.

Within two seconds of the encounter, Xiang Yang sneered at the corner of his mouth, and exerted all his strength, knocking the opposite person back a few steps away with a palm. The other party stretched out his finger and wanted to say something. Fell to the ground, eyes wide open, pretending to be dead.

Jumped up to two men from Leijiazhuang, inspected it, looked at Xiang Yang in surprise, and then dragged the man whose meridians were broken and died from the ring.

Seeing the dead, there was a greater riot than before. Many people looked at Xiang Yang on the ring with scrutiny and fear. Of course, no one accused Xiang Yang of being cruel.

Everyone is not an ordinary person, and the last time they practiced two-handed martial arts, they could tell that the man was the first to attack, and the attack was sinister and aggressive, intending to take Xiang Yang's life.

Xiang Yang himself was at peace, killing people was no different from crushing ants to death, he had long been used to it.

Of course, he himself is not a bloodthirsty person. If the previous person stayed three points, he would let the other person go, but there is no such thing in the world, and everyone has to pay the price for their actions.

At this time, a young man jumped up from the bottom of the ring, with ordinary appearance, strong muscles and bones, and a ring-headed broadsword in his hand, which was extremely rough and frightening.

"Huang Qing, the prefecture of Qingjiang, please enlighten me."

This man obviously understood the rules, and Xiang Yang also returned the gift, holding the knife and reporting his origin. Then the Yanling knife was unsheathed, and the long knife edged across, sweeping and howling like a strong wind. Before the person on the other side could react, there was already Holding the Yanling knife.

The young man's face was flushed, Nuo Nuo couldn't speak, and could only walk down the ring in desperation, feeling angry and terrified, this young man is really very skilled.

No one in the audience laughed at this young man. In the past few days, the young man had defeated six warriors in a row, and he was also a presence with relatively high martial arts, but it was obvious that he was not at the same level as Xiang Yang.

"This young man's internal strength is astonishing, and his sword is as fast as the wind. He should come from a famous family, but I don't know which disciple is walking outside, and he wants to compete with us loose people for the position of such a martial artist."

"Could it be Guan Lao's disciple? Qiqi 49 wields a gale-wind swirling saber, which is as powerful as a gust of wind, and is very similar to this kid's saber technique."

"No, I think it looks like the Lightning Knife of the Sixiang Gate in Yanxi County, but it's not right, the contemporary Lightning Knife has already been passed down."

There was an uproar in the audience, and they began to speculate about Xiang Yang's origin, but few people dared to compete with Xiang Yang again.

Xiang Yang was thinking about his attack just now. Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, and the same is true against the enemy.

The first man was proficient in fists and feet and practiced an outsider's palm technique. He seemed brave, but in front of Xiang Yang, who had perfected his internal skills, he was like a three-year-old urchin, vulnerable to a single blow.

Therefore, Xiang Yang didn't bother to bother, and directly killed it with the unskilled Golden Top Cotton Palm, which saved time and effort, and was clean and neat. The skill against the enemy is also commendable.

The other party was attacked by the fierce palm force of a foreigner, he first used the highest method of supernatural powers to relieve the force, avoiding its edge, and then counterattacked when his old force was gone and the new force had not yet arrived, so that he could control the world with one palm.

There is also the ring-headed swordsman youth who has just stepped down. He is definitely one of the highest martial arts present, with good internal strength and extraordinary talent. Similar to Li Jinhai, he should have supernatural power.

But Xiang Yang saw that although he was imposing and powerful, he was not dexterous enough, so he used the thirteen-style quick knife method of flying sand and rocks to win directly with speed.

There is a saying that martial arts in the world can only be broken quickly. Although it is relatively one-sided and may not be applicable in the face of high-level force, there is still some truth in a small area.

Xiang Yang has good body skills, good leg skills, and fast knife speed. He can shoot out from a distance of a few meters in an instant, and the knife is like the wind. reflect.

Of course, if there were no thirteen movements of flying sand and walking stones, Xiang Yang might have won with the Hu family's swordsmanship against the enemy, but at least he would have to fight hard, which is not as easy as it is now.

Therefore, Xiang Yang paid more attention to this quick knife technique, and even thought that one day the wordless book would reward him with the full set of wind knife technique.

The people below were discussing like flies, but no one dared to challenge Xiang Yang on the stage, which made the mighty man watching not far away happy.

"Remember this young man. He and a few others went to Zhengzhuang to have a rest. Treat him well. There must be no mistakes. Also, you should take care of the person who just died, so as not to cause any trouble."

The servants beside him responded respectfully, and looked at Xiang Yang with a hint of admiration. There is no place in the world not to have such martial arts at such a young age. There is really no comparison between people.

(End of this chapter)