The Supreme Hegemony

It is still a pale gold grand challenge arena. Zhuge's leader stands quietly, like an immortal mountain. The body naturally emits a majestic to suffocating breath, and the whole person stands still. At the moment, a handsome and gentle scholar appeared opposite him. His big sleeves were floating, with a strong smell of Haoran scroll. He was just and unyielding, filling the world. He was no other person, but the king of poetry.

Respectfully saluted Zhuge Pang, and Shi Junlang said "Brother Hongmeng, you're polite! How about a gentleman's war? Regardless of life and death, we only bet on things outside our body. If I win, brother Hongmeng only needs to give me his blood bathing order. If I lose, brother Hongmeng will give all his blood bathing orders, including other treasures and chaotic spirit treasures! I don't have a good chance of winning this war, but I still hope to compete with him Brother Hongmeng fought the first World War, because I also need this quota. I'm stuck in the front. Our generation needs to fight for it. I hope brother Hongmeng can succeed! "

After saying this, he folded his hands, and Shijun bowed solemnly. It can be said that he had done enough in etiquette. His voice was too strange. It was as clear as gold and stone, but with a kind of warmth. It seemed that his words were not voices, but flowers in full bloom. It was a rare enjoyment just to listen to words.

This is the characteristic that only the true sage of Confucianism can have. His words and deeds are consistent and follow the guidance of his heart. Just such a speech makes Zhuge Pang's favor with this poem king again. If he wants to fight a gentleman in his heart, the other party will not hide it, and he will directly and strictly understand his own reasons and all bets, which is the way of a gentleman.

"Hahaha... Brother Shijun, you said so. Naturally, I can't be too harsh? It's agreed. You can do it!" ZHUGE was full of pride with both hands on his back.

"Brother Hongmeng is a real gentleman! Take my move and order!"

No more humility, Shijun's backbone is straight, and he has a great mind of educating the people, opening up the world to peace and eternal foundation. He blows his fist like the purest and fiercest immortal mountain. Just to the sun, the mighty and righteous spirit reaches the extreme, turning into an endless essence of Confucianism and killing Zhuge Pang! This is not the most terrible. On his fist, Zhuge Pang is very strange to this momentum and does not know that this is a major foundation of Confucianism.

The doctrine of the mean and great righteousness are all things that people of Confucianism must abide by. In a trance, with his fist, it seems that a great world appears on the fist, which adds infinite power and invincibility. That world is full of hot fire and oil. In a beautiful and prosperous age, ordinary people are in a great joy. The sound of reading is endless, and the strong people of Confucianism are in high crown and strange clothes, which is incomparably ancient , talking about the true essence of Confucianism makes the whole world in a great righteousness, great ceremony and great order.

"Good boxing!"

This unique fist technique seems to contain all the power of a prosperous age like cooking oil, which Zhuge Pang has never seen before. He felt the terrible power in it. At the moment, he couldn't help shouting. Suddenly, the invincible giant fist was suddenly squeezed and the power of collapse and emptiness swept across the four directions.

"Kill!"

It was not fancy, just like the arrival of the invincible holy mountain. Zhuge Pang's invincible fist was in the air, and his terrible flame was everywhere. In an instant, it collided with Shijun's fist of great order.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!..."

Just like beating the sky drum, the terrible power and sound are diffuse, and a large area of the void over the challenge arena collapsed. The reason is that the two sides collided three times in a row. The collision between fists is the most direct and ferocious!

"Ah!"

After a scream and three startling noises, accompanied by the rapidly collapsing void, a body suddenly retreated and coughed up blood. It was Shijun. At this moment, the world above his right fist completely collapsed and turned into nothingness, and the whole right fist was almost abandoned, cracked everywhere, dripping with blood. It was very sad.

Just a face-to-face, Shijun is in an absolute disadvantage.

Three fists hit Shijun hard. Zhuge Pang didn't take advantage of the victory. He looked straight at Shijun and said with a loud smile, "ha ha... Brother Shijun, your boxing is good. You can take my three fists. You deserve to be proud!"

For Zhuge Pang's words, Shijun didn't feel arrogant. Instead, he nodded in agreement and said with emotion, "the source of chaos is indeed the cloud of the strong. Originally, I Shijun was still a little arrogant. I didn't expect that the most proud fist of great order was destroyed by brother Hongmeng so simply and directly. I admire it, admire it!"

As he said this, he hurriedly took down a red gold pill with a strange sandalwood. Soon, his badly hurt fist crackled and recovered quickly. He was still suspended in the void, swept his whole body with great righteousness, and abandoned the terrible destructive power of the collapsed void. Shijun stroked the feather crown on his head and said with a loud smile "Brother Hongmeng, I admire you. Your body is terrible. I've never seen it before. However, I want you to teach me two moves of swordsmanship?"

"Swordsmanship? Just show it!" with an indifferent smile, Zhuge Pang looked detached.

"Humane sword, now!"

Shijun crossed his hands, and a pure light was blooming, full of a light of wisdom. Unexpectedly, he turned into an ancient and incomparable long sword in an instant. The sword was divided into two sides, one side was an ancient pictographic pattern, the other side was a bird shaped text, and the hilt was a beast head, like a dragon rather than a dragon, like a unicorn rather than a unicorn. The body of the sword was branded with flowers, birds, fish and insects, farming and animal husbandry, with a A sense of integrity, courage, wisdom and beauty.

With the humanitarian sword in hand, the temperament of Shijun suddenly changed. It seems to be the embodiment of justice, integrity, integrity, protection and grace.

Not only that, he seemed to get a kind of blessing in vain. His whole body was rippling with a vast and unpredictable atmosphere. His whole body suddenly burst into words, shining, pearls, pure, wonderful, heroic, vast and shocking.

"Unparalleled humanity!"

With a loud cry, Shijun's humane sword is wielded and shrouded. It contains joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, worries about life and death, golden and iron horses, rise and fall for thousands of years, broken mountains and rivers, turned into wind floating catkins and danced with the wind. Under a sword, life is reversed and the vicissitudes of life are changing.

"Good sword, kill!"

As soon as the two fists were shocked, the invincible giant fist swept through the sky and fiercely began to fight back.

"Boom..."

After the terrible big bang, the humanitarian sword almost collapsed. Zhuge Pang's power is too huge and fierce. He is unmatched at all, not just a fist, like a shadow, but also a fierce blow!

"Shield the world!"

Shijun drank violently, the humanitarian sword sounded, and the vicissitudes of life, vast and long-standing breath broke out. It was regarded as a pen. The sword tip slid, and a twisted huge text was formed in the void in an instant. This character, such as tadpole and bird seal character, is an ancient shield character. As soon as it comes out, it emits a kind of continuous, as if the net of heaven is broad, careless but not leaky, and there is a faint taste of resisting the world.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a terrible big explosion took place, sweeping the sky and the earth. Although the humanitarian sword showed its shield to resist the world, it was still unable to carry it. With a dull hum, Shijun was shocked all over, suddenly turned into a body like a falling line kite and flew out into the distance.

"Hahaha... Brother Shijun, your sword move is too ordinary? It's not enough to see!" he laughed and Zhuge Pang came after him.

One force will reduce ten meetings, and you can have thousands of magical powers. I will break it by myself! At this moment, Zhuge Pang's invincible fist is like this, sweeping invincible, no matter how the other party changes.

His body retreated violently. Shijun now had a trace of shame on his face. Unexpectedly, his proud swordsmanship was so unbearable. However, his eyes were not flustered, but with a determination, because he wanted to show a taboo means.

The eyebrows turned red in vain. There were drops of blood rolling down. It was very bright. It gave people a feeling of infiltration. It was obvious that Shijun used taboo means and wanted to surpass the level!

"Brother Hongmeng, I'm sorry. This move I'm going to use next is my strongest means. You must stimulate your potential before it can erupt. Pay attention and rest assured. If you lose the enemy, I'll stop in time and kill gentlemen without weapons!"

The humane sword crossed an arc containing the mystery of heaven and earth, and immediately rolled majestically, filled with the strong spirit of heaven and earth, and impacted Zhuge Pang. The artistic conception contained in it was so majestic that it was suffocating, sometimes overbearing and magnificent, sometimes enlightening and shocking.