shock! My wife is a sword master

After Sun Guan came to power, within fifteen minutes, he was also defeated by Gentle with the twelve palms of Xiaotian, touching his slightly sunken chest, Sun Guan also said to Gentle: "Admit defeat." "

Losing two people in a row, the gentle momentum is also unstoppable. And the audience on the sidelines also raised their hands and shouted: "

Sword Saint, Sword Saint, Sword Saint!" Looking at the audience on the sidelines cheering gently, the elders on the referee's seat had some ugly faces. I wanted to take the opportunity to defeat Gentleness and weaken Gentleness's appeal. As a result, stealing chickens does not make rice, but now it has increased the appeal of gentleness.

"What now, do you want to keep fighting?" the red-haired elder asked quietly.

"Keep fighting, I don't believe it, really no one can beat her. The navy blue-robed elder said angrily.

"What if they can't defeat her?" the red-haired elder continued.

"No way. Hearing this, the navy blue-robed elder was also stunned.

"Prepare for the worst, maybe you won't be able to beat her this time. The elder with the teapot in his hand also said helplessly.

"If the younger generation can't beat it, then go to the middle-aged generation, and the middle-aged generation will beat her. The navy blue-robed elder said.

Listening to the words of the navy blue-robed elder, all the elders knew that he was already angry. If you really want the middle-aged generation to fight, then why is it so complicated, just challenge it directly. It's because there's no way, so I went around in a circle and relied on the younger generation to fight.

Just when the elders of the referee's seat communicated what to do next, Gentle also defeated one person again. Knocking down the other party with the strength of the big day, Gentle also raised his chin, and said contemptuously: "With this bit of strength, go back and practice again."

Listening to the gentle and contemptuous words, the man who fell to the ground was also ashamed.

Seeing that Wen Wen was in full swing at this time, the referee elder also spoke again: "The Xuanji Sword Saint has been playing a few games in a row, so let's rest for a while." The others, etc., continue to play and achieve a total of three victories to challenge the Xuanji Sword Master. Hearing

the elder's words, Wen Rou and Bai Yu's hearts couldn't help but contempt and said, "Yesterday, the wheel battle was like that, and I didn't see you speak. I haven't fought yet, so let's rest?" Of

course, contempt is contempt, and it's not time to tear your face yet. So, Gentle also sat back on the throne of the champion again, watching the others continue to compete.

In the days that followed, for three consecutive days, there were countless people who won three victories, but none of them could defeat Gentleness. It was those few people who were favored by Gentleness, and in the end, they were defeated by Gentleness after a fight.

Just when the elders were helpless, a young generation of masters finally came and gave the elders a shot in the arm.

This is a man of twenty-seven or eighteen, with a mediocre appearance and average height, and there is nothing particularly attractive about it. Just such an ordinary person, a man who couldn't be found in the crowd, made the elders impressed.

This person has three duels, each of which is a one-move victory. Its speed is so fast, its attack is so fast, it is like a lone wolf focused on hunting, if you don't shoot, you will be deadly.

Of course, Gentle also saw this man's duel. After watching his three games, Gentle showed a rare serious expression, which was like the expression of a great enemy.

After easily winning three victories, the man also looked up at Gentle, his expression calm, as if it was not a sword master sitting on the throne of the champion, but an ordinary opponent.

Looking at the man's gaze at him, the muscles of Gentle's whole body were tense.

"The great enemy, the absolute enemy. The martial arts instinct of the gentle heart kept reminding her.

Just when the referee in the ring wanted to ask the man if he wanted to take a break, the man said directly to Wen Wen: "Mo Xian, please teach the Xuanji Sword Saint." I

didn't expect the man to choose to challenge Gentle directly, and the referee in the ring and the elders in the referee's seat were a little surprised. But now that the man had spoken, it was impossible for them to stop it.

Hearing Mo Xian's invitation to challenge, Wen Rou also got up and said to Mo Xian: "I accept." After

speaking, Gentle also left the throne of the champion and came to the ring.

After coming to the stage, he didn't speak, but just kept staring at Mo Xian. And Mo Xian didn't have the ease of the previous games, and his whole body was also tense.

Looking at the two people who were not moving, the bearded elder on the referee's seat suddenly spoke: "Mo Xian, is there

a martial arts family surnamed Mo in China?" "I vaguely remember that there was a family surnamed Mo, but that family was lonely very early, and I didn't come to participate in several martial arts competitions. The elder with the teapot in his hand replied.

"Then this time it's because the family has a genius, so you plan to compete and rise?" the red-haired elder asked.

"No, this person is dressed very modernly, not like an ancient martial arts family like us. The navy blue-robed elder said.

"It's normal for young people to dress a little more modernly. The red-haired elder spoke again.

When the elders discussed Mo Xian's identity, Mo Xian and Gentleness finally moved. This move is the momentum of thunder.

Gently flashed in front of Mo Xian's body, and with a big day punch, he took Mo Xian's head directly. The first time I saw a gentle attack, the audience on the sidelines also chanted.

Seeing the gentle attack, Mo Xian didn't dare to be careless, raised his hand and blocked the gentle fist. Then with a palm, he slapped the gentle face door.

The gentleness of the punch that was blocked did not stop, and he also raised his hand with a palm, facing Mo Xian's palm.

The palms fought each other, and the gentleness did not stop moving. Swinging his fist again, the fierce strength of the big day punch made Gentle seem to be incarnated as an angry king, venting the anger in his heart.

Looking at the gentle and fierce fist, Mo Xian also clapped several palms in a row to block the gentle fist. With every slap, Mo Xian felt that the gentle fist was becoming more and more fierce.

Sensing the intention of gentleness, Mo Xian also did not give gentleness a chance. The soles of his feet touched the ground, allowing himself to move forward for some distance, and he bumped into Gentleness with his shoulders.

was hit by Mo Xian, Gentle also took a few steps back, and his fist-clenched hands were also released to stabilize his figure.

Seeing Mo Xian's attack, Wen Rou was also stunned.

Da Ri Chong Boxing is a strong boxing method, so many people deal with Da Ri Chong Boxing is to dodge and not fight hard. However, there is another characteristic of Da Ri Chong's fist strength, that is, every time he swings his fist, he will accumulate strength. If you keep avoiding the battle, the power you will accumulate in the end will be extremely terrifying.

At that time, don't say dodge, just rubbing, it will be a minor injury. But just now, Mo Xian's move Tie Shan's rush to attack broke off the gentle rhythm. Let the dark energy of the Great Day Chong Fist that has been accumulated dissipate.

A trick to lean on, after cutting off the gentle rhythm. Mo Xian also put on another posture, the whole person seemed to be half-leaning on the transparent wall, with his hands and forearms close to each other, one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand on his hip, protecting his chest.