Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 62 Between Four Breaths (4300)

Three breaths is time.

It was the time when the Third Prince's arm was captured and Tuofeng tried to break it off.

Of course, it was the people sitting on those five chairs who could prevent the Third Prince from breaking his arm and give him the most clear time to react.

But no one on the five chairs moved. It wasn't that everyone didn't want to move, but in this fleeting time, they heard the words of Liang Hanzhi, the young minister of Shuntian Mansion: "I'll come."

Among the five people in the field, he has the highest cultivation level. If he said he would come, he would naturally come because he must be the fastest.

But as everyone knows, it is actually this "I'm coming". 'It's enough to waste enough time.

So, after three fleeting breaths, a line appeared in front of them.

There was a straight knife mark, and the gap in the cut bluestone was as thin as a hair, but bottomless.

At the same time, after these three breaths, Tuo Feng did not break the Third Prince's arm. Instead, he heard the sound of thunder in his body and heard him say: "Three breaths."

Then the first breath came suddenly.

Tuo Feng did not withdraw his strength, but felt a violent tremor in his hands as he tried to break the Third Prince's hand.

This tremor instantly numbed his arms, and then spread to his whole body. He didn't know why, but looking at the third prince's right arm, which was dressed in black and silk and had shaken out the afterimage, he had to let go of him. hand.

Because if he continued, all the strength in his body seemed to be shaken away.

And the moment this brave wilderness warrior let go of his hand.

He barely saw it clearly before a small fist came.

The reason why it was so fast was because the Third Prince in front of him didn't make any movement at all.

For example, there are no movements such as lowering the waist, holding the horse, or swinging the arms backward.

According to common sense, a punch without force movement is naturally difficult to produce power, because the greater the force, the more force is required from the whole body to conduct the force to one place.

But for Tiangang, who has the sound of thunder in his body, the transmission of power does not seem to require these conventional actions, but only the reverse agitation of the true energy and qi and blood in the body.

It's like the body is like a bow, and the true energy and qi and blood are like the bow strings. They are pulled back to the extreme in the body. When they are released, there is no need to make much movement with the arms and fists, but the power will come through the meridians. Above the fist, release gushes out.

Such a punch hit Tuo Feng, the third prince of Dahuang, on the left side of his chest and in the shoulder blade socket of his arm.

He didn't react.

All I could see was a small bloody crater where the shoulder blade had been blasted.

The bones and fascia were not directly destroyed, but the flesh and blood were instantly mutilated.

The huge and penetrating force caused his entire body to turn sideways as his shoulder blades continued to shatter.

So far, Tuo Feng didn't even feel any pain, but he saw the stern but very calm face of the Third Prince.

There was a pair of eyes on this beautiful face looking at him, a little disdainful, a little unhappy, but most of all it was a condescending contempt.

A warrior from the wilderness, the third prince Tuo Feng, who had not made a move for four years and was still ranked No. 20 on the Qingyun Ranking, couldn't stand this look.

So he bent his knees slightly, and his body and throat let out a beast-like roar at the same time.

He swallowed up all the power of Zhao Chengfeng's punch, leaving his seemingly strong body motionless, like a rock.

But that arm, which was only left with broken tendons and flesh and blood, was now like the most broken fence gate in the country. It had just been kicked hard by someone, and it was going back and forth quickly, making a squeaking sound, as if it was about to do this again. It broke completely over and over again.

In the process of this rapid swing, some broken tendons, broken bones, and bright red blood will be squeezed out.
Looks very miserable
But the second breath comes.

Zhao Chengfeng, the third son from Dangbei Palace, obviously felt that Tuofeng was not miserable enough.

And he didn't like that the Great Desolate warrior in front of him actually took all the power of his punch and forced himself to stand firm on the ring, looking very manly.

So, he put his feet up.

Moiré boots.

The soles have auspicious cloud patterns and are well carved.

Of course, this time Zhao Chengfeng not only used the qi, blood and true energy in his body to exert force with dark energy.

His body also made an extremely obvious and powerful movement.

Bend your knees, lower your waist, raise your legs, and kick!
So naturally, the power and speed of this kick were stronger and stronger than the previous punch.

The third prince, who had not reacted just now, was even more unlikely to react now.

In fact, so far, he has just started to have disbelief. It's not that he reacted slowly, but that everything happened too fast.

Just like now, when his left shoulder, which was still connected with muscles and bones, began to feel pain, he saw a cloud pattern that was blurred to the point of abstraction but vaguely discernible.

then
In order to take the punch just now, the third prince Tuofeng, who was squatting and squatting, found that his right arm was completely gone, leaving only broken muscles and bones in his shoulder.

He tilted his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye he seemed to catch a glimpse of his right arm, which was like an arrow leaving the string.

Then Tuo Feng realized that the third prince from Dangbei Palace might not be good at archery, but close combat.
This display of dragon-elephant power has at least opened up at least seven of the Yuan-Quenching Tiangang realms.

Thinking of this fact, Tuo Feng's courage that he had dared to take a punch before began to disappear quickly.

It was also at this time that his missing arm drew a red line in the sky, and the laser hit the protective barrier on the ring, making a roar, and then fell to the edge of the ring, attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.
At this point, from the time when the third prince Zhao Chengfeng was restrained and about to have his arm cut off, to when he counterattacked with punches and kicks and cut off the third prince's Tuofeng arms, only two breaths had passed.

It was also now that the onlookers who noticed that the picture had turned extremely brutal in the blink of an eye had just reacted, and their expressions became more and more exciting.

The people on the five chairs saw the reversal in the picture, and naturally knew that they had to prevent something from happening, such as the tragic death of Prince Dahuang in the ring.
Especially, Liang Hanzhi, who really didn't come after saying "I'll come", is now looking at the tragic scene of the Third Prince of Dahuang on the ring with one arm broken and one arm falling.
Seeing that Zhao Chengfeng didn't stop looking like he was about to kill someone, he finally came.

Not only did he use his four realm skills, he was extremely majestic, and he released his coercion and shouted: "Third Prince, stop it!"

This shout was an attack that could hit the Third Prince in half a breath, preventing him from continuing to kill without harming him at all.

But at this moment, the four people on the chair, including Liang Hanzhi, who were also making other movements, suddenly saw a flower in front of their eyes. The shout disappeared in mid-air just as loudly as a moment.

Within two breaths, opposite the thin line of knife marks where they appeared, a middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes and a pair of straw sandals appeared. He was unshaven, but he resisted a huge cleaver.

He has dark skin, like a farmer who has been farming all year round. In short, he looks like an uneducated person.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that he inserted the long sword into the bluestone in front of him, blocking all paths.

The unusually bright blade reflected a clear pattern in the sunlight, which was the symbol of the royal family.

He looked at Liang Hanzhi as if he were looking at a dead person.

……

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The changes that took place between these two breaths were dizzying.

So much so that when the thick broken arm with moiré shoe prints and blood flowing on the edge of the ring, no one screamed in surprise.

Because in comparison, the scene on the stage was even more stunning and shocking to people.

With a body as big as a mountain, Tuo Feng, the third prince of the Great Wilderness, who had the upper hand just a moment ago and seemed to be crushing the third prince to death like an ant, now looked to be in a very embarrassing situation.

The right arm disappeared, leaving only the broken right shoulder splattered with red.

The left arm is still there, connected with the torn fascia and broken bones, and I don't know when it will be completely broken.His rough, tough-guy face from the grasslands now had a complex expression that he had probably never seen in his life.

Shock, astonishment, fear, disbelief, and severe pain caused his face to distort with these emotions.
What caused all this was Zhao Chengfeng, the embroidered pillow that everyone couldn't bear to see just now and seemed to be destroyed soon.

Even before the battle, many Zhoutian people, even if they would unconditionally side with the Third Prince, would also criticize the person he was going to fight with today. Not only was he too good-looking, but was he also dressed too good-looking?She doesn’t look like she’s here to compete in the ring, she looks more like she’s here to hook up.
Of course, now they couldn't say a word at all.

Because Zhao Chengfeng, who is good-looking and well-dressed, also looks good when playing.
He faced Tuo Feng, the third prince of the Great Wilderness, who was so burly that he could fit three Zhao Chengfeng in. He was two heads taller than Zhao Chengfeng, and every muscle in his body looked as hard as black iron.

The third prince beat him like an adult beating a child.
No..like a father beating his son.

This mighty-looking Great Wilderness warrior had absolutely no room to fight back.

Just a simple punch and kick directly shattered both of his arms. There was even a little grievance in his complex and twisted face.

It just so happened that he also looked like his father, who was burly, so the contrast and reversal in this picture made everyone shocked, stunned, and frightened, but not aggrieved, and more excited for a moment.

Naturally some opened their mouths ready to scream, but it took a little while for the sound to emerge.

So there was still no sound in the field at this moment,

At this time, it was also the third breath on the stage.

As a Tiangang with four channels of veins, Tuo Feng should have enough confidence in himself at such a close combat distance.

But because of the punches and kicks Zhao Chengfeng showed just now, he no longer has the courage to fight back.

Of course, he doesn't have any hands now, which may be an important reason why he feels that he can't fight back.

He forgot that the teacher in the wilderness once told him that the brave will win when meeting on a narrow road. In the duel between Tiangang and Tiangang, one must never lack courage.

Because melee combat is only between lightning and flint, whoever gives up will lose completely.

He is scared now.

The pain in my left and right arms now increases every moment.

Of course, more importantly, he understood that Zhao Chengfeng could severely injure him, but he would not kill him, because after all, he was here for peace talks, he was the leader of the Great Wilderness Mission, and he had just given Zhou Tian a valuable strategic piece of land. .

And just now Zhao Chengfeng said "three breaths".

The meaning of these three breaths is: Tuo Feng tried to break off the Third Prince's arm for three breaths before but failed, so the Third Prince also stipulated that he would only use three breaths before he counterattacked.

After this, no matter what, the Third Prince has been extremely fair and meticulous. Not only will he win, but he will also win very decently and without making any excuses.

Tuo Feng understood that this was the scariest thing about this person.

This kind of person who has absolute strength and can be so restrained, consider the overall situation, and be so thorough may be the real most powerful enemy of Dahuang in the future.

But these are not important to him now.

He now takes his third and final breath.

Tuo Feng, who has lost his arms, has only one wish now, which is to face this last breath with less injuries.
So at this moment, he mobilized all the true energy in his body and used the 'King Kong', one of the secret techniques of the Great Wilderness.

Yes
After just two breaths of fighting, the warrior of the wilderness who was so brave just now lost his courage and decided to become a turtle.
Facts have also proved that being a turtle is a good choice.

When Zhao Chengfeng took his third breath, he used his right elbow.

The step down was accompanied by the movement of his elbow almost at the same time. When his moiré boots made a deafening roar on the ring floor, his elbow also came to the thigh of Tuo Feng who was stuck in the horse step. .

At this time, Tuofeng's skin all over his body was already shiny black.

The sound of the elbow was like hitting something hard and thick black iron, and it made a "bang" sound.

Immediately afterwards, Tuo Feng's left leg that was hit shattered into powder, and his thick elephant-like legs instantly lost their black luster.

As the veins appeared, all the intertwined and swollen blood vessels collapsed, instantly exploding a burst of blood mist.

but.
This is already the best result.

At least he didn't fall, and at least his left leg wasn't broken.

The most important thing is that he finally survived the third breath.

Next, Zhao Chengfeng will announce his victory over himself as the third son of Prince Dangbei.

He won decently.

He won neatly.

Winning is so important that no one can point out any mistakes.

Therefore, Tuo Feng breathed out a sigh of relief
A sigh of relief.

But at this moment when the battle in the arena should have ended.

Zhao Chengfeng, who seemed to be about to turn around to greet the cheers, suddenly turned back and then stepped on his right knee.

Since he had already relaxed his guard in his heart and believed that surviving three breaths was success, he did not have the courage to just be a tortoise, so Tuo Feng did not take any precautions.

So naturally, his knee, which was like a boulder, was completely kicked to pieces...
His right leg was bent backwards in an anti-joint manner.

It made a crisp sound like breaking sugar cane.

The bones pierced the flesh and blood, and the tendons and blood were exposed. Tuo Feng took a step forward with his left leg, which was the only good limb but had numerous burst blood vessels. His entire upper body leaned forward, as if kneeling on one knee. Kowtow.
Of course, he finally stopped leaning forward.

Already feeling pain that was about to crush all his nerves, he raised his head and squinted his eyes to find that the exceptionally clear sunshine today was falling on the face of his opponent, Zhao Chengfeng. He still looked condescending and contemptuous of him.

But of course Tuo Feng no longer has the courage, or the ability to resist.

Tuo Feng now had a question. He trembled his thick lips: "Three breaths."

The meaning is very simple. You clearly said three breaths, so why did you take one extra breath after the three breaths ended to kick out the cruelest and most insidious kick?

Zhao Chengfeng looked at Tuo Feng, who was kneeling on one knee in front of him with all his limbs broken and covered in blood, and looked extremely miserable, and whispered:

"You tried to break my arm and it took three breaths without anyone to stop you. Naturally, I had three breaths of time to fight back with all my strength. No matter how injured you were during these three breaths, this is fair and just."

"But considering that you are the first mover and I am the second mover, I am obviously at a loss."

"So, there are four interest rates in total, and the last interest rate is interest."

"Still fair."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Chengfeng walked towards the edge of the ring without looking at him again.

Tuo Feng's own injuries had reached the extreme level. At this time, behind the Third Prince, only the legs spurting out blood mist could no longer support his broken body and collapsed suddenly.

So, at the end of the morning, the people in Kyoto who came to watch the battle saw this scene that they would never forget.

The third prince Tuo Feng, who was as burly as a mountain on the ring, was lying on it like a puddle of mud. The blood splattered everywhere and the severed arm formed a bright, cruel and bloody background.

In the background of this painting, the third prince of Prince Dangbei's palace, who is young, handsome, and always has a hint of cynicism in his mouth, walked into people's eyes today wearing a neat black outfit.

As he walked over, he adjusted the sleeve cuffs embroidered with gold thread. It seemed that the buttons were loose, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.

In short, the way he turned his head to work on the cuff buttons was gently illuminated by the clear sunshine.
In the sea of ​​people in front of the Shuntian Mansion of Dali Temple, many women were confused.

　Do you want to take it apart or not?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)