Sun God Champion

Chapter 57 Battle of the Grandmasters
In fact, Yang An was also very curious about the combat power of the grand master of training marrow.

He can feel the domineering fist from King Qingzhou, but the specific strength is not clear.

When Yang An started to practice, the few people who talked about it noticed that Yang An had disappeared into the crowd.

Yang An didn't pay attention to it. For him now, there are only two things that are most important.

First, bone training follow-up exercises and practice resources.

Second, 'independent' qualification assessment.

Everything else has to come later.

When Yang An was practicing, the crowd rioted again.

"Li Zhoumu has arrived."

Dressed in a white elegant gown, wearing a black crown on his head, and a long sword hanging on his waist, he walked with his head held high.

Followed by several guards.

Looking from a distance, it gives people a sense of gentle breeze and rising sun.

When Li Zhoumu stepped onto the martial arts stage, his aura changed again, a sense of arrogance to the world, and a prince-like fist rose from Li Zhoumu's body, covering the entire martial arts stage.

Li Zhoumu stood on the martial arts stage, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

"My lord is here."

I saw that the king of Qingzhou came out of the mansion.

Yang An turned his head, the familiar domineering fist emerged from King Qingzhou.

King Qingzhou and the people from the clan came over.

The king of Qingzhou ignored his clansmen, and they walked onto the stage of martial arts unhurriedly.

"The humble job has seen the prince."

"Well, there is no need to talk nonsense, as I said yesterday."

"Yes."

On the martial arts stage, the two had a simple conversation.

Offstage, Yang An saw his enemy.

Seeing this person, Yang An's eyes flickered coldly.

This person is the one who abolished his cultivation and wanted to kill him.

Yang Mo, the person who wanted to take revenge until the death of his predecessor with memories.

"Everyone listen to the order, step back from the martial arts stage, and stay a hundred meters away from the martial arts stage."

An elder of the clan family stood up and cleared away the people near the Yanwu stage.

"Since the two of you have decided to fight, I will use this elder as a military certificate."

Martial arts arena
"This is not Elder Yang Yu, I didn't expect him to come out to testify."

"I met Elder Yang Yu once when I was a child, but I never thought I would see him again."

"Elder Yang Yu was the Grand Master of Marrow Training ten years ago. I don't know if he has become a Martial Saint?"

"Probably not. Martial sage's blood is like amalgam, reborn. Elder Yang Yu should still be a master of marrow training, but as a martial arts certificate, he should be at the pinnacle."

"Elder Yang Yu has a fist in his body, he must be the pinnacle of a great master."

On the martial arts stage.

King Qingzhou and Li Zhoumu both cupped their fists respectfully and saluted Elder Yang Yu.

"Okay, let's start."

Following Elder Yang Yu's words, the voice fell.

The two people on the field moved instantly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before Yang An and the others could react, the two of them had already made moves in succession.

"this speed"

The speed of these two people was much faster than the huge white fox that Yang An had seen.

Even more terrifying is the strength of the two.

From the collision of the two fists, the martial arts platform kept shaking.

Even the ground was shaken.

The strength of the two of them has long been extraordinary and refined, and they already have the ability to shake mountains.

Yang Anneng felt that even if he made a move, it would not be the enemy of the two of them.

The crushing of speed and strength has no chance of winning at all.

He could clearly see the fight between the two, and it was only through his divine sense that he could barely see clearly.

"It's no wonder that he is called the Great Master of Marrow Training. He has returned to his innate nature after the day after tomorrow. The cultivation of martial arts has penetrated into the bone marrow, and he has completely transformed and transcended the vulgarity."

Yang An thought silently.

He knew that the great master of marrow practiced his boxing strength to the bone marrow, his mind and spirit were restrained to the bone marrow, and every punch and kick had great power.

Can see through the Yin God, sense the killing intent, and kill the Yin God.

Specializing in martial arts masters, congenitally great, it is possible to step into the unity of soul and body, so far Martial arts have reached the innate peak, can kill Taoist masters, and gain insight into the hidden soul.

And stepping up to the master of marrow training, the strength is even further.

The strong qi and blood on his body made Taoist masters even more discouraged.

"Fisting is all over the sky, soul and body are united, both of them are masters at the peak of the Great Master."

Elder Yang Yu nodded and praised.

There was an uproar in the audience.

The unity of soul and body is the quasi-grandmaster, and the fist is synonymous with the pinnacle of the grandmaster.

In other words, King Qingzhou and Li Zhoumu are already the pinnacle masters of marrow training, and they are only one step away from martial saints.

The great master of marrow training does not talk about combat power, but his lifespan is enough to make people greedy. The great master of marrow training prolongs his lifespan to more than a hundred years.

In Jianghu, the great masters of training marrow are all figures at the level of the founder of the sect.

In the Qingzhou clan, apart from the martial sage patriarch who hasn't been born for a long time, the great master of training marrow is already a top combat power.

In the army, you can lead tens of thousands of people to become generals, make great achievements, and be promoted very quickly.

A group of people stared at the fight between the two, but they all saw the blurred figure of the fight, and could not clearly see the actual situation of the fight between the two.

"Okay, Li Zhoumu, let me see to what extent your Haoran Fist Intent has reached."

On the martial arts stage, the two stopped, their aura gathering.

Everyone can see that the two of them are going to make a tough move.

A tyrannical and domineering fist emerged from King Qingzhou's body.

"True Martial Fist Intent, True Martial Control the Sky, Domineering."

Elder Yang Yu nodded again.

"The Confucian grandeur of righteousness and grandeur of boxing are not bad."

Elder Yuan Ye continued.

Yang An knew that the Zhenwuquan Sutra was specially created by the ancestors of the Yang family after they became martial sages for the children of the family.

Haoran's boxing intent is the fisting intent that Li Zhoumu comprehended with Haoran's righteousness after he turned to martial arts.

"drink!"

"boom!"

A big hole was shaken in the center of the martial arts platform.

The two backed out, dust covered the sky on the stage.

Soon, the dust dissipated, revealing the two people on the stage.

King Qingzhou and Li Zhoumu both had their feet stuck in the martial arts stage.

"Yes, the two of you are evenly matched, so you can be considered equal."

Elder Yang Yu said.

The two people on the martial arts stage nodded in agreement.

King Qingzhou snorted coldly, and left with the clan members expressionlessly.

Li Zhoumu didn't delay, got up and left.

Yang An could sense that both of them glanced at him before leaving.

The two did not decide the winner, so the competition hastily ended.

The Yanwu platform is no longer usable and needs to be repaired.

However, Yang An didn't want to understand why the two of them glanced at him when they left.

If Yang An hadn't been born with divine consciousness, he wouldn't have noticed it.

Yang An rubbed his chin, always feeling that things were a little weird.

According to the news he heard, plus the conversation between the two, the winner should be decided. Strangely, the tie ended.

"Could it be that the winner has already been decided?"

Yang An silently guessed in his heart.

The martial arts of the great masters who practice marrow are astonishing, and the pinnacle is the comprehension of boxing intentions. The collision of the peak masters and masters is the collision of boxing intentions.

Whoever comprehends the fist intent is strong, and whoever comprehends the fist intent deeply is the standard.

"So, the two have already decided the winner."

Yang An said silently.

"So, it was Li Zhoumu who won."

Yang An recalled the expressions on the two of them when they left, and already had guesses in his mind.

"To say it's a draw is to save face for King Qingzhou."

Yang An felt that his guess should be close to ten.

(End of this chapter)