Talented martial arts system

Ling Jing pointed at Han Yu's palm, but he didn't dare to use all his strength. He clenched the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" tightly in his right hand, ready to respond when Han Yu changed his moves.

At this moment, Han Yu really changed his move. He turned his wrist slightly, turned his palm and slid down, and then slapped Ling Jing's wrist with the opposite palm.

"Sure enough!" Ling Jing's eyes moved slightly, Han Yu's change of move was within his expectation, and he followed suit immediately, raising his wrist, bending his finger down, and pointed at Han Yu's Taiyuan point.

In an instant, the two changed their moves continuously, the speed was dazzling.

"So fast!" Qin Baichuan said in shock, his eyelids twitching slightly.Although he has advanced to the artistic level by virtue of his body skills, he is not Ling Jing's opponent if he only fights with moves. Now seeing these two people fighting fast and changing their moves so cunningly, it is really eye-opening. [

Yang Zuoshi nodded, and said: "The leader has practiced the martial arts above the "Sacred Fire Order" to an extremely high level, and the moves are so exquisite that we can't see through them. But this little brother can catch up with the leader so quickly. The rhythm is really not simple."

The martial arts on the "Sacred Fire Order" are not allowed to be practiced by non-Mingjiao leaders, and the above martial arts were introduced from the Persian Mingjiao to China, which is very different from the Central Plains martial arts. It will be a big loss, but this little brother can react within three or two moves, he is really a martial arts wizard.

On the other side, Ling Jing and Han Yu were attacking each other. Seeing that this move was about to hurt both sides, everyone's wrists would inevitably be hit by the opponent. Suddenly, they both retreated together, withdrawing their palms refer to.

Han Yu laughed out loud, and said, "Little brother, we can't decide whether to win or lose with this move, there are still six moves left, you have to be careful."

When Ling Jing retreated, he had already used the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" to protect his chest.Hearing this, he smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Han, just make a move."

"Okay, little brother, be careful." Han Yu finished his sentence, and then his body flashed, and he suddenly appeared in front of Ling Jing, raised his left hand, and punched Ling Jing in the chest.

Ling Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.It was because Han Yu's speed was too astonishing, almost not inferior to Qin Baichuan's, and his body style was definitely not like Qin Baichuan's, which was a bit flamboyant.Hit directly at his middle door.

In a hurry, he could only raise his sword to block it, but at this moment, he saw Han Yu's hand tremble, and he tilted his fist, and lightly hit the spine of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword". Was driven away.

After opening the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword".Han Yu's fist did not weaken, and he immediately rushed forward with his fist, which hit Ling Jing's chest with a howling sound.

This punch is upright, direct and direct, no longer the weird tricks of the past, Ling Jing was a little bit puzzled by this person's thoughts for a while, but at this time, there is no time to think about it.Immediately raised his left palm to block Han Yu's left fist.

Han Yu smiled slightly, and the right hand holding the folding fan suddenly turned into a phantom, and with a "pop", Ling Jing's left wrist was hit.

As soon as Ling Jing's left hand hurt, his movements suddenly slowed down, not being able to block Han Yu's left fist in time.But this punch was coming so fiercely, how dare he let the opponent hit him, he was quick to think, and immediately slipped.He kept stepping back, his body already bent into a bow shape.

Han Yu's punch was narrowly dodged by him, but Han Yu's face showed annoyance, and suddenly he just gave a meaningful smile, his left hand bluffed, and suddenly slapped forward.

"brush!"

A huge force hit Ling Jing's chest directly, as if his chest had been hit by a hammer, his breath was stagnant, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face.

Ling Jing let out a muffled snort, and was taken aback by this force, several steps back in a row, blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"It's such a thick internal force." Ling Jing covered his chest with his hands, he didn't expect that Han Yu's internal force was so deep that he could hurt himself with just a light slap of five fingers.

Forcing a breath of true energy to suppress the wound on his chest, Ling Jing forced a smile and said, "Brother Han, there are still five moves left."

Han Yu laughed lightly, but did not answer, and immediately drew forward again, with one wrong hand, he punched Ling Jing's lower abdomen with one fist, and pointed at Ling Jing's right shoulder with the other. [

In a moment, the two were entangled again.

However, the people present were almost all masters, and they could tell that Ling Jing was at a disadvantage from the beginning to the end. If it wasn't for Han Yu's mercy, Ling Jing might have been lying on the ground long ago.

Seeing that Ling Jing was at a disadvantage, Wan Yueshan sighed suddenly, and said, "Lao Yang, do you think we can beat the leader if we fight together?" He just suppressed this little brother lightly, and felt that the strength of this leader is really getting more and more terrifying.

Yang Zuoshi tilted his head slightly, frowned and said, "This hypothesis is not valid."

Wan Yueshan couldn't laugh or cry: "I mean if."

Yang Zuoshi pondered for a moment, then uttered a word: "Difficult."

Wan Yueshan shrugged with a wry smile. If anyone in Ming Cult knows the leader best, it must be Lao Yang. Since even Lao Yang said that there are so many masters present, even if they fight together, they are not the leader's opponent. It seems that the leader His strength has really reached an unimaginable level.

On the other side, Lianyi kept a faint smile. In fact, ever since Han Yu was about to make a move, she knew that she had no chance of living anymore.

She grew up in Mingjiao since she was a child, but she rarely saw the leader fight in person, but the only time she saw Han Yu fight an old monster with a second level of artistic conception, and at that time, Han Yu had already It's not down at all.

Although Ling Jing's martial arts were extremely high, it was beyond her expectation that she could fight against Wan Yueshan, who was at the first level of artistic conception without showing the slightest sign of defeat.

Lianyi sighed in her heart, but it could be seen that Han Yu seemed to have the intention of recruiting this young master. If that was the case, she no longer had to worry that she would implicate this young master.

In a short while, Ling Jing and Han Yu fought four moves in a row. Although Ling Jing knew the number of martial arts of Han Yu, the combination of the "Sacred Fire Order" martial arts and the "Great Teleportation of the Universe" is by no means one plus one equals two. To put it simply, after trying four moves, he was hit by the opponent three times.

After fighting each other, the two backed away again. Ling Jing felt a dull ache all over his body. He has been fighting continuously for more than four quarters today, and the hidden danger of "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" finally began to show up slowly. One place was not pain like a knife cut, the blood web on his body had spread to the wrist, and although Han Yu was merciful, the place he hit was extremely painful. I don't know what Han Yu did. Way, this is simply more uncomfortable than being directly cut with a knife.

But now there is only one last move left, Ling Jing only needs to take this move again to win the bet, but at this moment, his mind is more tense than ever.

He could naturally see before that Han Yu was a little careless, and how much of his strength he used during this period, even he himself couldn't tell.

Han Yu took two steps back and said with a smile, "Little brother, I didn't want to hurt you. If you agree to join Mingjiao now, we will have to compete again."

Ling Jing glanced at Lian Yi, saw that she just smiled at him, but there was no worry on her face, she couldn't help being slightly startled, and turned around and said: "Brother Han, the so-called "save people to the end, send Buddha to the West", This is the last move, no matter what we have to compare."

Han Yu shook the folding fan in his hand, and lightly slapped it on the palm of his left hand, saying, "Little brother, you should be able to tell that I didn't use all my strength just now, but I won't be merciful in this last move."

Ling Jing took a deep breath and said, "Thanks to Brother Han for his mercy, but I still want to see if I can accept Brother Han's last move."

The way to learn martial arts is to be brave and diligent, and to overcome difficulties. If he retreats at this moment, will he choose to retreat when he encounters obstacles again in the future?

He didn't want to think about this question anymore, at this moment, he just wanted to do his best to catch Han Yu's last move.

"Okay, that little brother has to be careful." Han Yu laughed loudly, and suddenly, he saw his body swaying, one turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into thousands. It was his afterimage that surrounded Ling Jing. [

"The Hierarch is finally serious." When Yang Zuoshi saw the Hierarch's move, there were so many afterimages, false and real, true and false, even he couldn't tell which one was the afterimage and which one was. The real body immediately gave a sigh of admiration.

Wan Yueshan, Qin Baichuan and the others were all dazzled. Seeing these afterimages one after another, flashing across the scene like lightning, they all felt their scalps tingling.

When Ling Jing saw Han Yu making this move, his heart was shocked. With so many afterimages, he couldn't tell which one was Han Yu's real body. If Han Yu took the opportunity to make a move at this time, how could he resist it? ?

But Han Yu didn't really make a move at this time, but kept changing his body shape, saying: "Little brother, you admit defeat, you won't be able to catch this move." The voice fluctuated from near to far away.

"Is this Han Yu's true strength?" Ling Jing's heart sank, his eyes were full of phantoms, even if he wanted to find Han Yu's flaws, his sight couldn't keep up with Han Yu's speed at all.

Seeing that Ling Jing didn't answer, Han Yu suddenly sighed and said, "Little brother, I'm going to make a move, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he could only see afterimages punching or palming, densely packed, all pounced towards Ling Jing, for a moment, it was only dazzling.

Ling Jing knew that he was too low in realm and internal strength, so it was difficult to keep up with Han Yu's speed, but at this moment, he did not intend to admit defeat at all. He just lifted the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" and squeezed his left hand into a sword Finger, slid across the spine of the sword, and a jet-black sharp light continued to condense on the tip of the sword, becoming more and more intense! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)

ps: ps: Continue to fight, it will be dawn! ! ! !