The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 428 First Victory
Between the two dragon-tooth boats, apart from the iron cables connecting them, there is also a wide and huge steel plate horizontally, and this is the ring.

The three of Ye Qing smiled at Zuo Chuansha, and walked back to the Black Dragon Society's boat along the steel plate, while Tong Ge, the golden hand, stayed in the middle of the steel plate, with an obvious attitude that he would fight the first battle.

Like this kind of arena battle, there are many rules and plots, for example, some are purely fighting martial arts, and some are fighting for profit with martial arts.

In general, when fighting for profit with martial arts, one expert is dispatched for each match, and the interests of each match are agreed upon. This way, the division of interests is simple and clear, which is a commonly used rule in Jianghu.

This time is different. Xiang Yang learned from Meng Chen that the current interests of the two gangs are not limited to a section of water, but the entire waters of Qingjiang Mansion. In other words, there can only be one of the two gangs.

And these contestants can actually be counted as the armed forces of the two gangs. After fighting each other, the side that wins in the end can not only win the general situation and suppress the opponent, but also disable the opponent's masters to prepare for the next attack. Paving the road can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Mu Huasheng from Mujiazhai gave a cold snort, and leaped onto the steel plate with a heavy and shiny sword in his hand, apparently to be the first one to stand out from Zuo Chuansha's side.

Mu Huasheng is a mighty man in his 40s. He is dressed in what looks like an alien race. He has a black upper body with long sleeves, embroidered lace on the right lapel, silver chains on his trousers with wide feet, and a sharp line on the top of his head that looks like a cow's horn. cap.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, with big shoulders and round waist. He should not be born with it. It seems that he has been trained the day after tomorrow. He should be proficient in a horizontal martial arts.

"Brother Mu and I have known each other for ten years, and we have known each other since we were young. This time, I am in trouble. Without saying a word, he rode a steed overnight to Qingjiang Mansion, and ran away to death three good horses. Xiang Shaoxia, I hope he can come back when he is in danger. Save him."

Seeing that Mu Huasheng was the first to go into battle without making a sound, Zuo Chuansha was a little worried, moved his footsteps lightly, and came to Xiang Yang and said softly.

"Leader Zuo doesn't need to worry, I think Master Mu is very energetic and round, he should practice martial arts with vigor and blood, Tong Ge, the golden hand, has old troubles in his body, one will ebb and flow, and the outcome is still unknown. "

Xiang Yang squinted a thin line, watching the two people on the steel plate, secretly thinking about how to defeat the enemy and win if it was him.

It was Xiang Yang who saw that the golden hand was injured.

This person's Shenting and Tianding two acupoints are faintly blue and white, his lips are slightly purple, and his body trembles occasionally, which is caused by his body being corroded by cold poison.

As for the injury, Xiang Yang expected it well, it should be Zhang Guangyuan's hand. At the beginning, this person was ambitious and coveted the cottage, but he was finally defeated and kicked out of the mountain.

Mu Huasheng on my side, to be honest, his martial arts are really average, and his skill is to break through and release his true energy. Compared with ordinary people, he has accumulated a few years more skill. As for the next level, if there is no accident, it is impossible in this life broke through.

Xiang Yang is optimistic that he has the hope of winning, mostly because of the horizontal kung fu practiced by this person.

On the steel plate, Mu Huasheng put the machete in his hand on the steel plate, and walked all the way, making the sound of Zrazla friction, with sparks splashing, his steps were slow, and every step he took was like a heavy hammer beating a drum, obviously he was really gaining momentum .

Tong Ge looked disdainful, the golden hand he practiced is an extremely powerful martial art, it can temper the periosteum and muscles of the palm to produce supernatural power, and it can develop a mighty, domineering, cruel and unbearable true energy inside .

At the beginning, he used this skill to compete against Zhang Guangyuan of Xiaolian Yunzhai in [-] strokes without losing. It can be seen that the power of this skill, but unfortunately, his level has fallen a lot. In the end, he was wounded by the opponent's cold heart formula, and the cold poison was difficult to get rid of , has yet to heal.

But even with old troubles, Tong Ge still has the capital to win against a person like Mu Huasheng who has exhausted his martial arts potential and has mediocre aptitude.

"Mu Huasheng, die."

Tong Ge exerted his strength with his feet, clasped his hands empty, and rushed towards Mu Huasheng who was still gaining momentum. He clenched his fists with his big hands, as if covered with fire and gold essence, and his surging strength and true energy covered him.

"Good tricks, good martial arts."

Xiang Yang's heart moved. This person's martial arts are extraordinary. The martial arts of tempering his hands has become extraordinary the day after tomorrow, and his power is really overbearing. Mu Huasheng is about to be in danger.

Mu Huasheng's eyes widened with anger, looking at Tong Ge in front of him, his eyeballs almost popped out, his right arm dragged the knife in a circle, his muscles stretched out, and all the true energy and strength in his body came out from the big knife, and rushed towards Tong Ge who was rushing in front of him Hack away.

This kind of move is similar to explosive martial arts, just like Xiang Yang's Xiao Li Fei Dao, it only has the power of one move, and if one move fails, it is impossible to win.

However, Mu Huasheng's knife only has the combination of essence and energy, without the most mysterious spiritual method. Although the power is not bad, it is far inferior to Xiao Li Feidao.

A sonorous sound resounded above the river, and the bitter wind rushed in all directions. Tong Ge was struck down by a powerful knife in midair, and a blood mark was printed on his light golden arm filled with true energy. The face is incredible.

Not only that, his body seemed to be hit and crushed by a train, so weak that he couldn't lift his strength, and the cold poison that had been suppressed by the domineering true energy also came out to wreak havoc. In a short time, his face turned pale, and his lips turned dark. Purple, like makeup.

Tong Ge looked at the back of his right hand, a bloodstain was clear and dazzling.

He asked himself that the golden hand has been practiced to a small level, and the big sword of ordinary soldiers can hardly break through the skin, and now it hurts him against the law, and makes his old troubles relapse, making it difficult to fight again, so he lost like this?It was a shame.

Liu Shengyuan stared at Tong Ge, and couldn't see any expression of joy or anger, but his palms that were pressed on the armchair trembled slightly, which was because of anger.

Just now Mu Huasheng's move is stronger than it is, but it is only an explosive skill, but it can't be repeated. Tong Ge only needs to miss this knife, and victory is ahead. And with Tong Ge's martial arts, he can do this. a little.

Who knows what this person is thinking, but his brain is twitching and he insists on fighting Mu Huasheng. It is a typical type of pretending to be forced, but Liu Shengyuan wants to hack this bastard to death. It's a bad start.

The corners of Mu Huasheng's mouth curled into an arc, and he cupped his hands at Tong Ge who was still adjusting his internal energy to suppress the cold poison.
"Assignment."

When it was over, he walked down dragging the deformed broadsword, facing Zuo Chuansha, clasped his fists and saluted,
"Brother Zuo, I have lived up to expectations and won this match."

On the field, everyone was in awe, including Xiang Yang, who also secretly nodded in admiration. The weak defeated the strong, and taught many people a lesson.

In terms of basic hard power, Tong Ge defeated Mu Huasheng, but he lost in the end, which was really unexpected.

Of course, in Xiang Yang's eyes, Mu Huasheng's performance is more transparent.

First of all, this person has a good eye, and is even proficient in medicine. He can see that Tong Ge has been injured and has not yet recovered.

Secondly, Mu Huasheng has a good way of controlling human nature. It can be seen that Tong Ge has an unruly temperament. If he looks down on him, he may not evade his full blow, so he is determined to attack and explode again.
In the end, as Xiang Yang said, his horizontal martial arts is really good, which provided him with the power to suppress Tong Ge in an explosive manner, and with the slash with a dragging knife, the power even Xiang Yang had to pay attention to.

To sum up, Mu Huasheng's victory over the strong with the weak is due to his consideration in all aspects, rather than a reckless rushing forward. His wisdom in battle is worth thinking about.

(End of this chapter)