Liver Adult Martial Saint

In the arena.

After Feng Jiuge's panicked expression, he quickly adjusted himself and looked as normal.

"I lost!" she said.

Then he grabbed his spear and jumped off the ring.

"etc!"

Jiang Ning spoke quickly.

Hearing this, Feng Jiuge paused in his steps and turned back to look at Jiang Ning!

"Miss Feng, I have something to ask you later. I wonder if you have time later?"

Feng Jiuge looked at Jiang Ning and paused twice on Jiang Ning's face.

Then he said: "It's okay during the day, but not at night!"

Jiang Ning: "."

What brain circuit?

Jiang Ning complained secretly in his heart.

Then he said: "Miss Feng, can you think of it this afternoon?"

"Okay!" Feng Jiuge nodded: "Just come to Qiyueju to find me in the afternoon, I will be there at any time!"

With these words behind him, Feng Jiuge grabbed the spear in his hand, jumped down from the ring, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Jiang Ning, we are like-minded!" As soon as he returned to the side of the ring, Qin Xuan spoke to Jiang Ning with a slight smile.

Hearing the voice next to him, Jiang Ning looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.

After being here for so long, this was the first time Qin Xuan spoke to him.

He was also the first among the Wuyuan disciples to take the initiative to speak to him and talk to him.

Immediately, his mind changed, and Jiang Ning suddenly understood.

It was his performance just now that won Qin Xuan's approval, so Qin Xuan took the initiative to talk to him and express his goodwill.

After thinking about the reason, Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "Don't slander me. It was just an accident."

"I understand!" Qin Xuan smiled: "I know a lot about this! What women don't like the most is being very purposeful, so if you want to win a girl's heart, you need this kind of unexpected coincidence."

"Experienced!" Jiang Ning praised.

Qin Xuan immediately smiled and bowed his hands: "I'm Qin Xuan!"

"Jiang Ning!" Jiang Ning also handed over.

Seeing this, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Qin Xuan wanted to make good friends, so Jiang Ning naturally had no reason to refuse.

As the saying goes, rely on friends when you are away from home. One more friend is always better than one more enemy.

The more friends you have, the easier it will be.

Especially a person with extraordinary status like Qin Xuan.

And at this time.

While the two were talking, the remaining two people in the ring had also begun to fight.

This battle is a fight between fists and feet.

One person is good at boxing, and the other is good at kicking. It is full of romance that involves fists and fists.

As the two of them fought, there were constant banging sounds.

"Brother Jiang, who do you think can win?" Qin Xuan asked.

"I don't know!" Jiang Ning shook his head.

Qin Xuan asked again: "Brother Jiang, what do you think of Feng Jiuge just now?"

"It's quite impressive. His marksmanship is the first one I've seen so far. His marksmanship is like fire, full of strong aggression and offensiveness!" Jiang Ning thought for a moment and then answered immediately.

Qin Xuan: "."

His face suddenly showed a slightly speechless look.

Then he said: "I'm asking Brother Jiang, don't you think Feng Jiuge has a good appearance?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ning recalled Feng Jiuge's appearance.

Her phoenix eyes are white, her brows are like flowers, and her high ponytail is full of personal temperament.

Jiang Ning immediately nodded: "It's indeed good! She has phoenix eyes, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows. She is a rare woman with a heroic and heroic temperament that is different from other people."

Hearing Jiang Ning's words, Qin Xuan understood clearly.

How could he remember Feng Jiuge so clearly if he hadn't been moved by his thoughts.

"It seems that Brother Jiang is interested in Feng Jiuge! No wonder Brother Jiang just said he had something to do with her!" Qin Xuan said with a slight smile.

"There is indeed something to do with Feng Jiuge!" Jiang Ning continued: "As for falling in love, I am still young and have not yet mastered martial arts, so I have no such idea for the time being!"

"I admire you!" Qin Xuandao said.

While the two were talking, their eyes remained on the ring, still observing the fist and kick fight between the two on the ring.

Because next, one of these two people must be their opponent.

Now it is natural to observe carefully. At this point, the three of them are vying for the position of the last deputy commander, and no one wants to fall short.

After a while.

The outcome is decided.

The man with the waist of a wasp and the arms of a monkey became the winner.

While watching the battle, Jiang Ning also learned from Qin Xuan's explanation that the victor's name was Yuan Fei, who was good at using the White Ape Tong Back Fist.

Baiyuan Tongbei Quan is a Zhongcheng martial arts.

Thirteen punches in one punch means the boxing technique is perfect.

Such a punch can easily shatter rocks.

At the same time, this boxing method has the effect of tempering the muscles of the human body.

Yuan Fei's strongest punch just now, under Jiang Ning's observation, was one punch and two punches.

From this point, it can be seen that Yuan Fei must have already mastered the White Ape Tong Back Fist.

It can be seen from this that Yuan Fei, who looks to be about twenty-six or seventeen years old, may be only one step away from the seventh level of martial arts.

And this is also the root of Yuan Fei's victory.

When there is not much of a gap between them and they both master Zhongcheng martial arts, the advantage of being ahead in the martial arts realm will eventually evolve into the key to victory or defeat.

On the stage.

With the end of Yuan Fei's battle, only Jiang Ning, Qin Xuan and Yuan Fei were left in the huge arena.

"There are three of you, how do you want to arrange the order?" asked the man in charge of the assessment.

"It all depends on the arrangements of the adults!" Yuan Fei handed over his hand and took the lead in expressing his stance.

Jiang Ning also said: "My lord, just make arrangements!"

Qin Xuan also expressed his stance.

"Okay!" The man who presided over the test nodded: "Since the three of you said so, I will arrange it!"

"As the adults order!" Yuan Fei said.

The man who presided over the test looked at the three people, thought for a while, and then said: "Let's do this! The youngest of you three will wait on the side, and the two older ones will decide the winner first!"

"I'm twenty-four years old!" Qin Xuan glanced at the two people and spoke first.

Yuan Fei's face darkened: "Twenty-seven!"

"Eighteen!" Jiang Ning spoke decisively.

As soon as these words came out, the three people looked at Jiang Ning in surprise.

Although Jiang Ning's age is not a hidden secret, many people also know Jiang Ning's age, but not the three of them.

Because before today, they didn't see the existence of Jiang Ning at all.

Not to mention investigating Jiang Ning's information.

And just from the appearance, they can only see the approximate age, not the specific youth.

So the three of them didn't know that Jiang Ning was only eighteen years old before.

"Brother Jiang is so young?" Qin Xuan looked surprised.

Yuan Fei's eyes suddenly condensed when he looked at Jiang Ning.

After knowing Jiang Ning's age, he was extremely shocked.

He knew very well how difficult it was for him to reach this point.

For them, it is not difficult to enter the ninth level of martial arts. From the day of practicing martial arts, it will take a year and a half at the fastest, or one or two years at the slowest.

It is not difficult to reach the stage of skin as hard as copper and fearless of swords and guns at the ninth level.

With his qualifications, it took two years.

But at this point, he was already eighteen years old.

It is not difficult to enter the eighth level from the ninth level. Tempering muscles and increasing strength by 500 kilograms can be considered as entering the eighth level of martial arts. If you rely on external objects, it can be said that it will be accomplished in a few days.

But relying on external objects is not very meaningful.

It can only improve strength one step ahead.

At the eighth level, the most difficult thing is to temper the muscles in any corner of the body.

Such a delicate step cannot be helped by external objects.

It is necessary to achieve a high degree of control over the strength and the control over the body.

This step requires hard work.

It took him three months to enter the eighth level of martial arts from the ninth level.

At the eighth level of martial arts, he spent a full five years to truly achieve the perfection of tempering the muscles of the whole body.

There is no further progress.

As far as he knows, there is not much way to do this step except relying on his own hard work.

Unless it is a person with outstanding talent and bone, the higher the talent and bone, the higher the efficiency of tempering the muscles of the whole body, and the muscles of the whole body can be tempered at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, which can naturally save time.

Another kind is outstanding mental power, reaching the level of internal vision.

Outstanding mental power, higher control over the body, especially being able to see the whole body, can see any muscle in the body that has not been tempered.

In this way, you can naturally use the strength to temper the muscles here accurately, and the efficiency will naturally soar.

And Yuan Fei knew that he was neither of these two people.

Yuan Fei also knew his own physique.

It was not just upper-middle class.

If an upper-middle class physique was placed in a small place, he could be called a genius.

But in the martial arts garden, he could only be said to be mediocre and nothing special.

The reason he could get to this point was not because of his extraordinary physique, but because of his family resources.

And his good comprehension.

He could master the middle-level martial arts, which was enough to show his comprehension.

It was precisely because of his past experience that Yuan Fei knew very well that Jiang Ning, who was only 18 years old, had such a strong realm. This was an incredible physique.

Once in a hundred years!

These four words suddenly popped up in Yuan Fei's mind.

The once in a hundred years in his mind did not refer to Luoshui County, but to the martial arts garden of Dongling County.

Because as far as he knew, in the martial arts garden for decades, no one could achieve the eighth-grade training at the age of 18.

Only more than a hundred years ago, there was a genius in the martial arts garden of Dongling County, who was 18 years old and had the seventh grade of martial arts.

This person later entered the realm of Grandmaster and became famous.

Thinking of all these, Yuan Fei looked at Jiang Ning with a more solemn look.

Just then.

The man who presided over the assessment looked at Jiang Ning and nodded slightly: "Eighteen years old? Not bad! Not bad!!"

Then he said: "You have no objection to my decision, right?"

Qin Xuan heard this and shook his head: "I have no objection!"

Then Qin Xuan continued: "Being young means not good at fighting and not having rich combat experience, but also means that you have higher talent and potential, so you will naturally be treated preferentially!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Qin Xuan took the initiative to move forward and came to the center of the ring.

He held a sharp sword and pointed at the ground obliquely: "Brother Yuan Fei, do you choose fist and foot fighting or weapon fighting!"

Qin Xuan looked calm and seemed to have a plan in mind.

Yuan Fei's eyes moved slightly and fell on the edge of Qin Xuan's sword.

"I heard that you are extraordinary in swordsmanship. If you are not good at fist and foot kung fu, I, Yuan Fei, will not bully you! I will compete with you in weapon fighting!" Yuan Fei said calmly.

Hearing this, Qin Xuan smiled inadvertently.

At this time, Yuan Fei said to the man in charge of the test: "Please, sir, give me a long iron stick!"

"Go ahead!" The man in charge of the test immediately took out a long stick from the weapon rack next to the ring and threw it at Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei jumped up and grabbed the fine iron long stick with one hand.

Boom——

The moment it landed.

Dust flew, and there was a muffled sound between his feet and the ground.

Whoosh whoosh——

Yuan Fei easily waved the long stick in his hand, and the shadow of the stick flew. When the iron stick was swung, the wind whistled, and the dust on the ring spread all around.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed.

He found that he seemed to have underestimated Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei's arms were like ape arms, naturally hanging down to the knees. This was a natural ape arm. Such a person must have a very high talent for boxing.

But as Yuan Fei held the fine iron long stick, Qin Xuan suddenly found that Yuan Fei's temperament suddenly changed, becoming more different and more confident!

"Qin Xuan, are you ready?" Yuan Fei grinned, and his white teeth were exposed.

"Come on!" Qin Xuan replied lightly.

The next moment.

Boom——

Yuan Fei kicked the ground with his right leg, and the powerful reaction force made Yuan Fei approach Qin Xuan at high speed like an arrow from a bow.

A breath later.

Whoosh——

A stick fell, and the wind whistled.

Clang——

Qin Xuan parried with his sword with a powerful force, but when the two weapons collided, his face suddenly changed slightly.

The next moment.

The long stick that Yuan Fei had just dropped seemed to be rebounded.

When the long stick was raised three feet high, it fell again at a faster speed.

At this time.

Jiang Ning saw Qin Xuan retreating again and again like himself who was just forced by Feng Jiuge, and the situation was obviously controlled by Yuan Fei.

As time passed.

Yuan Fei's offensive became more and more fierce, not giving Qin Xuan any chance to breathe.

Stick after stick, stick after stick.

The shadow of the stick was swung by Yuan Fei in the air into dozens of afterimages, which completely enveloped Qin Xuan.

With the sound of fine iron colliding, Qin Xuan could not help but retreat again and again in the splashing of fire.

During this process, Jiang Ning's eyes looked through the heavy shadows of sticks and clearly saw that Qin Xuan's face had turned red and he could not catch his breath.

Moreover, sweat was dripping from Qin Xuan's forehead.

"It seems that Yuan Fei is going to win!" Jiang Ning said secretly.

Only a moment later.

Qin Xuan also stepped into the situation that Jiang Ning had just been in.

Half a foot behind him was the edge of the ring.

Qin Xuan was surrounded by heavy shadows of sticks.

At this moment.

Yuan Fei hit out with a stick in his hand, and Qin Xuan lightly tapped with the tip of his sword. Following the force of the stick, his figure seemed to be a weightless duckweed, floating towards the bottom of the ring.

"Brother Yuan is really powerful, I admire you!" Qin Xuan landed under the ring, holding his sword and bowing.

Even though he was defeated at this moment, his temperament was still calm, and he was still a graceful and elegant nobleman.

After Qin Xuan finished speaking, he also quietly exhaled.

On the ring, he couldn't catch his breath. Once his breath was lost, Qin Xuan's fine iron long stick would be able to break his defense.

He never expected to be forced to this point by Yuan Fei.

When he saw no chance of winning and faced the possibility of being humiliated, he had no choice but to choose to clasp his fists to save his face.

If he was swept off the ring by Yuan Fei's stick, he would never accept it!