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() The faint voice fell, Xiaoyao and the others were stunned for a moment, looking at Master Zizhu who stood calmly and looked like an ordinary person, a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Three strokes!

How can it be a simple and easy person who can say so lightly that as long as many players present can pass three moves in his hands?Moreover, that act of flicking his hands was extremely ordinary, but when everyone present thought about it carefully, they all looked surprised, and none of the players found out how he made the move.

"Strong!"

Xiaoyao and Negative Swordsman looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

In Nuo Da's courtyard, the atmosphere was oppressive. Hundreds of people stared solemnly at Master Zizhu, all of them hesitating whether to be the first to challenge.

And within the eyes of everyone, a strong man from Tianyu moved and rushed towards Zhong Yang first.Looking solemnly at Master Zizhu who walked down with a flat smile, he bowed slightly and said in a deep voice, "Boy Ye Tomb, please enlighten me, senior!" When he stopped, his hands were already covered with a pair of metal gloves.

"His name is Ye Tomb, No. 20 on the Wucheng list!"

Canglang explained to Xiaoyao in a low voice: "The kung fu he practiced is a yellow-level high-level hand-held kung fu, which is extremely powerful."

"Palm?"

Xiaoyao showed curiosity and locked his eyes on the tomb.

Scattered shouts came from the crowd, all of whom were cheering for the tomb. With these shouts, the oppressive atmosphere in the courtyard was relieved for a moment.Master Zizhu stepped down slowly, and came to a position three to four meters in front of Ye's tomb, with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm, and he said with a light smile, "Come on!"

"excuse me!"

Ye Mu let out a deep voice, and his body galloped out like a runaway horse.

While running wildly, a punch shining with golden metallic luster seemed to pierce through the obstruction of the air, making a dull cry, and rushed straight out without any dodge at all, and after a short breath, it appeared directly in front of Master Zizhu , like a raging bull, he threw out his right fist without hesitation.

laugh!

The air roared.

Ye Tomb's face was full of majesty, and he didn't dare to underestimate Master Zizhu. He showed his strongest strength almost in a face-to-face meeting. With this punch, even the air seemed to burst open, sending out Boom muffled.

That kind of speed is as fast as thunder.

The shot was extremely decisive, causing bursts of applause in the field.

"That is?!"

Xiaoyao stared intently at Master Zizhu, not daring to let go of a chance to observe his strength, suddenly, his expression changed, and the corners of his mouth opened in surprise: "When did he make the move!! !"

Not just happy.

Beside him, Heavenly King, Negative Swordsman, Ling Tian and others are also always watching Master Zizhu's actions.But at the moment when Ye Mu's punch was about to hit Master Zi Zhu's face, a palm appeared in front of Ye Mu's fist as if out of thin air, and when they held it firmly with a click, their eyes were filled with tears. Surprise is overflowing.

"break!!!"

The fist was imprisoned, Ye Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into tears, and the veins all over his body burst out.

"no!"

Master Zizhu smiled lightly and shook his head, he twisted the palm grasping Ye Tomb's fist lightly, and a tremendous force directly wrapped around Ye Tomb's body and blasted him to the rear.With a bang, Ye Tomb knelt down on one knee, his right hand hangs weakly on the ground, and huge drops of sweat continued to flow down his cheeks.

"hiss!"

Hundreds of people all gasped, looking at the instantly defeated Ye Tomb in disbelief.

Deathly quiet.

The guttural sound of secretly swallowing kept ringing, and the faces of the Heavenly King, the Swordsman and others all looked extremely ugly.too strong!The strength displayed by Master Zizhu is too strong!They didn't expect that Ye Tomb, which ranked No. 20 in the martial arts list, would exit the stage in embarrassment without even a move in the hands of Master Zizhu.

"Who's up?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Senior, I'm here, please enlighten me!" In the silence, the negative swordsman's figure suddenly appeared in front of Master Zizhu, he looked at Master Zizhu in front of him, and his eyes flashed with excitement.Seeing this look of excitement, Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"really!"

"The Negative Swordsman is such a person."

Although I have only met Negative Swordsman a few times, Xiaoyao can feel that Negative Swordsman is actually an extremely proud person. He has a persistent pursuit of strength. Facing almost invincible and challenging things, he seems to have an eternal heart. Will give up the heart.The heart is still there, the battle is still there, fighting until the ancient times, fighting until the sky falls apart.

"Come."

A flash of admiration flashed in Master Zizhu's eyes, he smiled and waved his hands.

The Negative Swordsman's lower body sinks slightly.

咻

The long sword at the waist shot out suddenly, with a sharp sound of piercing through the air, the shining sword light seemed to flash in the world, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Master Zizhu with an extremely strong sword energy.With a sword out, the air hummed and the hurricane surged.This sword has reached the peak of the negative swordsman's full strength, and it is a sword that condenses his energy and spirit.

"Death sword!"

Just like Ye Tomb, the negative swordsman immediately erupted with the strongest sword. His eyes were closed at the moment of the strike, and only the sword in his hand and Master Zizhu in front of him were in his mind.

"Sword Intent?"

Master Zizhu was startled.

In that unremarkable sword, he saw the budding sword intent, although small, but it has been imprinted with a trace of eternal unyielding, the will to fight to the death.

"Zheng!"

His sword was like lightning, and he was as fast as thunder, and he appeared directly in front of Master Zizhu.Two fingers suddenly appeared, firmly grasping both sides of the humming sword tip, unable to move an inch.

"I lost!"

The swordsman withdrew his sword calmly, without turning his head.

"No!"

"you win!"

Master Zizhu glanced at the bloody light that appeared between his fingers, waved his hand with a chuckle, a stone on the bamboo table shot at the negative swordsman who turned around in surprise, and said with a smile: "You wounded me, so you won. "

"You sit on that bamboo chair!"

Master Zizhu pointed to the bamboo chair behind him, and said calmly: "It's good for you!"

The negative swordsman walked away in doubt, and subconsciously sat down. The next moment, ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, and he took a hard look at Master Zizhu, almost impatiently falling into the void.

"This……"

In just a few tens of seconds, everyone around was stunned.

And after the Negative Swordsman passed, everyone's brows also flashed a touch of surprise. It turns out that it is not necessary to pass three moves to pass, and being able to hurt Master Zizhu can be regarded as a pass.It's just... Xiaoyao looked at the negative swordsman who was in meditation, but his face was extremely dignified.

"Sword Intent!"

"Yes, it should be the sword intent. According to ancient martial arts rumors, the sword practiced to the extreme can conceive and nourish the essence, and produce hazy and unpredictable intent. The intent is a realm of ancient warriors. Only those who have reached this realm can be called a martial artist. Learn to be a master." Xiaoyao was startled, he had a hunch that what he felt from the negative swordsman just now might be this sword intent.

"Senior, please enlighten me..."

"Senior, please enlighten me..."

Seeing the hope, everyone stepped forward to challenge one by one.But the result disappointed them. For the next few hours, more than [-] masters challenged, but without exception, they all lost in the hands of Master Zizhu.And the best performers were the leaders of the four major forces, Ling Tian, ​​Jiu Tian, ​​and Hua Buhui. They all relied on their strong trump cards to survive two moves abruptly, but they were powerless to resist the third move. .

until.

The king of heaven stepped out dignifiedly, fighting with a knife.

The king's knife is different from his people.

His knife is a bloodthirsty, barbaric knife, a knife that faces death directly in madness, and is fearless.Although this knife did not integrate his own spirit and spirit like a negative swordsman, it interpreted the profound meaning of the knife from another angle.In the words of Master Zizhu, it is the imperial sword!

To control the sword, to control the sword, to become the master of the sword.

With one strike, there is no reservation at all, with a heart of destruction, destroying everything.

"You sit over there!"

Master Zizhu took a deep look at the Heavenly King, and let him sit on a bamboo chair. Then, he looked at Xiaoyao and the others again, calmly: "Who else?"

Xiaoyao's expression was calm, as soon as he moved his footsteps, he wanted to step out, but the next moment, the wolf's figure suddenly moved and rushed out before him.

"Blue wolf!"

Xiaoyao was startled, subconsciously spoke out, halfway through speaking, Canglang's nod suddenly turned around, extremely calm: "Xiaoyao, let me come first in this battle!"

Looking at the wolf in front of him, Xiaoyao suddenly realized that he was wrong.

He is no longer the gray wolf in Hanxiang Academy back then. He has new ideals and new will.He is no longer the gray wolf who was a bit timid and couldn't do things with confidence.

"what happened?"

Xiaoyao's expression was slightly startled, and he murmured subconsciously.