Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 164 Easy Victory
The timing of Qian Feng's shot was very well grasped.

Fat Tiger was distracted by the sound waves struck by the heavy hammer. Although he only had less than one-tenth of the time to breathe, in a duel between masters, this time is enough to gain the upper hand.

"Three Star Hammer!"

The two heavy hammers in Qian Feng's hand smashed towards Fat Tiger at the same time.

However, when the double hammers were falling, they suddenly separated into a welcome wave, which turned into three hammers.

There is no doubt that among the three hammers, one hammer must be fake.

The three shadows of the hammer intersected, sealing off all the escape routes that Fat Tiger could avoid, and he had to fight hard.

The lazy smile on Fat Tiger's face still did not dissipate, and Qian Feng was surprised.

"Couldn't he block it?"

The first thought in Qian Feng's mind was that Fat Tiger would also use offensive martial arts to force himself to withdraw.

Trading wounds for wounds is a commonly used combat strategy for warriors of similar strength.

However, when Hammer Shadow was half a fist away from Fat Tiger, Fat Tiger still did not move.

He looked at Qian Feng with a smile, as if encouraging him to work harder.

Qian Feng couldn't figure out what the hell Fat Tiger was going to do, since Fat Tiger couldn't stop him, then he should work harder!
"drink!"

Qian Feng yelled loudly, and the vitality in his body flowed into the heavy hammer with both hands.

He was even confident that even facing a martial artist in the fifth level of energy gathering, this hammer could make the opponent unable to eat.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Among the three hammer shadows, a shadow dissipated, and the double hammers fell heavily on Fat Tiger's body.

One hammer landed on his shoulder, the other on his chest.

There was a clear anti-shock force from the heavy hammer, and Qian Feng's hands were clenched in pain.

These two hammers were both close to six thousand catties in strength. Qian Feng thought he could at least throw the fat tiger flying, or kneel down on the ground, smashing two holes in the ground with his knees.

However, Fat Tiger didn't even bend his knees at all except for his feet sinking.

There was cold sweat on Qian Feng's forehead.

Fat Tiger's smile finally subsided, and he asked back.

"Just this little strength?"

Qian Feng was startled, and hurriedly raised the hammer.

At this moment, he suddenly saw that the clothes on Fat Tiger's shoulders had been smashed by himself with a hammer, exposing his skin.

The skin on the fat tiger's shoulders is different from ordinary people, with a layer of dark golden scales.

"It's this layer of scales that blocked my heavy hammer?"

Qian Feng blinked hard, but was surprised to find that the scales on Fat Tiger's shoulders had disappeared.

I read it wrong?
At this moment, Qian Feng was distracted, and when he woke up, Fat Tiger's fist had already hit him.

"Oops!"

Qian Feng reacted quickly, he hurriedly put a heavy hammer in front of his body, just enough to block Fat Tiger's punch.

"Oh!"

Fat Tiger's fist hit the heavy hammer.

This punch was so powerful that Qian Feng couldn't hold the heavy hammer steady.

The heavy hammer hit Qian Feng's chest, and there was a "click" in his chest cavity.

Qian Feng's ribs were actually broken!
He flew upside down for more than ten meters, both heavy hammers were out of his hands, and it was almost difficult to get up.

The outcome has been divided, Fat Tiger wins!

……

On the other side, Hu Lu looked sideways at Qian Feng, who was lying on the ground, with a solemn expression.

He is clear about Qian Feng's strength, even if he fights against himself, he can survive twenty moves at least.

But after only a few fights with Fat Tiger, he lost?
He looked at Yi Qianyu in front of him, and suddenly lost confidence in his heart.

There were whispers of discussion.

"Tell me, Big Brother Hu Lu, will you win?"

"Brother Hu Lu is in our inner sect, his strength is second only to Ling Feng, so he won't lose!"

"But you also saw Qian Feng..."

For a while, the discussion fell silent again.

Hu Lu took a deep breath to get rid of distracting thoughts. He had been looking forward to interstate fighting for a long time, and whether he could win or not, he would fight for it.

He looked at Yi Qianyu, Yi Qianyu still maintained the previous appearance, holding a long sword, her gauze skirt and long hair fluttering.

Hu Lu summoned his own martial skill, which was a long metal stick.

He just waved the long stick lightly, and the howling wind sounded from the stick.

Yi Qianyu was still holding the scabbard, and didn't intend to draw it at all.

"Don't you draw your sword?"

"no need."

Yi Qianyu answered very calmly, she was not looking down on Hu Lu, but was explaining a fact.

Hu Lu nodded, and took the lead in making a move.

With a little step on his feet, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, killing Yi Qianyu.

Promoted to the second person in the inner sect, he has his own pride and confidence!

"Demon Subduing Stick!"

Hu Lu played with the long metal stick in his hand like a tiger, and the strong winds turned into wind blades, and slashed towards Yi Qianyu.

Yi Qianyu didn't use the water dragon sword technique anymore, but jumped into the wind blade, brandished the scabbard, and blocked all the wind blades.

The way Yi Qianyu swung her sword seemed to be dancing a sword dance, it was really beautiful.

In just half a cup of tea, Hu Lu and Yi Qianyu have exchanged more than two hundred moves.

Fighting one after another, neither of them dared to take a breath, otherwise the opponent would definitely seize the opportunity and succeed with one move.

Hu Lu originally thought that fighting like this would give him an advantage over himself with a higher realm.

The higher the realm, the stronger the vitality, the more beneficial it is to drag on.

But soon, he realized that he was very wrong.

Yi Qianyu's breath lingered, but she could hardly hold on anymore.

"What kind of skill is she practicing, and why is her breath so long!"

Hu Lu showed despair. He already understood that he was doomed to lose.

When the fight reached the [-]th move, he took the initiative to stop.

Yi Qianyu hadn't drawn his sword yet, so there was no need for Hu Lu to hold on, it would be better if he lost more decently.

Seeing that Hu Lu stopped and Yi Qianyu also stopped dancing sword, she clasped the sword in both hands.

"Thank you, brother, for your advice!"

Hu Lu retreated into the crowd, he was defeated.

The inner disciples who came to grab the quota today looked at each other in blank dismay.

Their action now looks like a joke.

Lin Xuan's quota for the three of them is well deserved.

The stronger Fat Tiger and Yi Qianyu are, the more everyone admires Lin Xuan. Everyone knows that the promotion of the two is thanks to Lin Xuan.

Elder Du Mu said.

"Who else is going to challenge?"

Everyone lowered their heads, no one responded, and the quota has been confirmed.

Elder Du Mu asked Lin Xuan a word, using a secret voice to transmit the sound.

"Can the exercises they practiced be included in the Sutra Pavilion?"

Du Mu wanted to keep the exercises learned by the two of them in the sect. Even a fool could see that the exercises practiced by Fat Tiger and Yi Qianyu were extraordinary!
Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, and also transmitted his voice with a secret voice.

"It's a crime to conceive a jade, if I leave the exercises behind, it will bring disaster to the sect!"

The exercises practiced by Fat Tiger and Yi Qianyu are all peerless exercises handed down by the Supreme Beings of the previous life. It doesn't count.

If this kind of practice is left in the sect, once it is known, Qianlongzong will be completely destroyed!

(End of this chapter)