Wuxia's Supreme Lottery System / Wuxia's Super Big Boss

　　"This sword is good!"

　　Su Ming chuckled lightly and took a step under his feet. The "Golden Wild Goose" was unfolded, but when he saw the figure shaking, a phantom appeared.

　　laugh!

　　Su Ming pointed out with a finger, and a faint golden light flashed through his hand.

　　With the internal power of "Xiantian Gong", using this "Yang Zhi", even Ouyang Feng's "Toad Gong" will be broken, and the power is amazing.

　　However, Su Ming didn't make a ruthless move. He just clicked on Danyangzi Ma Yu's wrist when his body was dislocated.

　　There are many acupuncture points in the human body, and the wrists also have them, and they play a crucial role. Su Ming's finger is just right on the Taiyuan acupoint in the middle of the wrist.

　　"Oops!"

　　Ma Yu was startled, he only felt that Taiyuan acupoint was numb, and the strength on the entire arm suddenly poured out, and the hand holding the long sword was actually unable to use the strength.

　　"Go!"

　　Su Ming moved again, got close to Ma Yu, and snatched the long sword from his hand. As he turned around, his left elbow slammed directly into Ma Yu's mouth, and the shock retreated out. .

　　A face to face!

　　From the time Ma Yu was shot to being repelled, it was only a face-to-face!

　　Repulsed by Su Ming's elbow, xiong's qi and blood were not smooth, and there was a kind of pain when he forced his infuriating qi, this time he was defeated!

　　Tan Chuduan, Liu Chuxuan and the others saw a look of shock in their eyes, and they couldn't care about anything else at the moment, they hurriedly drew out their swords and sealed them to Su Ming.

　　A faint smile flashed in Su Ming's eyes, without the slightest sense of tension, the innate power was functioning, and the majestic internal force was transmitted to the limbs and bones. His movements were more than twice as fast as the four of them!

　　Jingle Jingle!

　　Su Ming held the sword in his backhand, and also used the full-true swordsmanship. He continued to use the four key points of pick, slap, pluck, and click to defuse all the four's attacks.

　　This scene was so fast that all the disciples at the scene only saw Su Ming swaying quickly, shadows moving under the combined attack of the four, but they still managed to neutralize the attack of the four without much effort.

　　"Okay... so strong, the swordsmanship of the headmaster is elusive and unpredictable!"

　　"It's also the "Quanzhen Sword Art", but when the headmaster uses it, it is much more subtle than the masters and uncles!"

　　"This may be the essence of the Quanzhen swordsmanship. It's not that the swordsmanship itself is not powerful, but that we haven't practiced to the level of a headmaster!"

　　The disciples present were all talking in low voices, their eyes full of enthusiasm and joy.

　　At this moment, the scene has changed again!

　　Su Ming did not stop because he repelled the four, but instead bullied himself up, his figure fluttering, like an exiled immortal facing the dust, the light blue robe fluttered in the wind, elegant and extremely calm.

　　Ding Ding Ding Ding!

　　After four crisp sounds, the four sharp long swords have been knocked into the air.

　　Under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone, Su Ming jumped and grabbed the four long swords together. Together with the sword in Ma Yu's hand, the long swords of the Quanzhen Sect's five sons had already fallen into Su Ming's hands.

　　Victory!

　　Cleanly defeated five of the seven Quanzhen seven sons!

　　Such achievements are rare even in the arena.

　　"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the first-class master Danyangzi Ma Yu. For the second defeat, I will be rewarded with 200 points!"

　　"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the second-rate peak master Changzhenzi Tan Chuduan, rewarded with 200 points!"

　　"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the second-rate peak master Taiguzi Hao Datong, rewarded with 200 points!"

　　"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the second-rate peak master Yuyangzi Liu Chuxuan, rewarded with 200 points!"

　　"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the second-rate peak master Qing idler Sun Buer, rewarded with 200 points!"

　　The system kept prompting a series of reward sounds. Su Ming defeated the fifth of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen in this battle, and his points increased by 1000 points!

　　This kind of point reward is just like grabbing!

　　"Congratulations to the headmaster, the strength has improved greatly, I am waiting for the five people, I am not as good as myself!" Ma Yu was convinced that he was defeated, and sincerely saluted like the headmaster.

　　"Congratulations to the headmaster, the strength has advanced greatly!"

　　Tan Chuduan and Liu Chuxuan also rejoiced together, and they were more excited.

　　Since Wang Chongyang's immortal death, their Quanzhen Sect has been declining day by day. Even the Quanzhen Seven Sons, although they are famous in the arena, are still far behind the Four Greats.

　　Now that there is finally a headmaster with unbelievable aptitude, the strength is so amazing, the Quanzhen Sect will return to glory, and it is just around the corner!

Chapter [-]: Cultivating "Three Thousand Thunders"

　　The fight between Su Ming and Ma Yu caused a stir among the Quanzhen disciples.

　　In particular, the Quanzhen Sect's swordsmanship that Su Ming showed, shocked all the disciples, and realized that his usual practice was far from enough.

　　Therefore, the Quanzhen Sect also began to form a wave of cultivation after this shocking confrontation, and all the disciples worked harder to understand the martial arts in the sect.

　　Su Ming's performance also directly proved that the martial arts of this faction were not strong enough, but that their understanding was not enough.

　　Otherwise, with the strength of the founder of the founder Chongyang, how could it not create a more powerful martial arts?Instead, let the disciples continue to practice martial arts such as Quanzhen swordsmanship.

　　Everything is exquisite, and Quanzhen martial arts needs to be comprehended with Taoist classics in order to further understand the essence of it.

　　Su Ming did not expect that a casual match against him would cause such a big reaction.

　　However, for this, he is also happy to see it succeed. As the headmaster of the Quanzhen Sect, he should be able to lead his disciples to cultivate together with the goal of asking questions and cultivation, which is also an example.

　　After this discussion, Su Ming had a clear understanding of his own strength.

　　However, this strength is not enough, he still needs stronger strength!

　　"System, do I have to find a piece of swampy land to cultivate three thousand thunderbolts? Is there any other alternative?" Su Ming asked.

　　There was no swamp near this Quanzhen Sect, which made Su Ming a little tangled.

　　"If you want to practice the three thousand thunderbolts, you need to activate the suction in the swamp, and then practice when the wind, rain, and lightning strike, so that you can practice more quickly."

　　"However, the most important thing for the three thousand thunderbolts is that the wind, rain, and thunder and lightning come together. Take this opportunity to absorb the power of wind and thunder in the scroll. As for the swamp, there are no rigid requirements, as long as you find a similar place."

　　The system's words gave Su Ming hope.

　　Swampy land is hard to find, but it's not that hard to find a similar place!

　　In the next few days, Wang Feng left the Quanzhen Sect and began to search in the nearby mountains for dozens of miles.

　　It was not until the third day that he finally found a satisfactory terrain.

　　This is a place where two mountain peaks meet. In the middle is a flat land with a large area. The terrain stretches down from the foot of the mountain with a slight slope. The surrounding soil is relatively soft, and the vegetation coverage is not dense and sparse. Sparse, when it rains, it will definitely become muddy.

　　"It's a good place. When the rain pours down, a muddy land will be formed here. It's the most suitable place for cultivating three thousand thunderbolts!"

　　Su Ming nodded in satisfaction.

　　With his hands on his back, he stood on top of a large rock. The breeze in the mountain caused his long black hair to flutter slightly, and the light blue robe gently blew up. With the surrounding scenery, it was like a fairy in the dust.

　　This kind of temperament is elegant and extraordinary. If someone appears here and sees this picture, they must think that they have encountered an immortal.

　　Su Ming did not leave. According to the prediction, there should be thunderstorms in the next two days. All he has to do now is to wait quietly.

　　Sitting cross-legged on the boulder, Su Ming ran "Xiantian Gong" and began to cultivate his inner strength.

　　A little time passed, and a strong wind blew in the mountains, blowing the grass and trees in the mountains to make a rattling sound, and the silence was broken.

　　I don't know when, black clouds have floated in the sky, continuous in the air, I don't know how many miles, and there is a black cloud in the eye.

　　Stab it!

　　In the dark clouds, a bright light suddenly flashed, followed by a dull thunder.

　　"Is it finally here?"

　　Su Ming retracted his inner strength into his dantian and opened his tightly closed eyes.

　　Those deep, sea-like eyes swept across the sky, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and was extremely quiet.

　　Slowly got up and stood, with his hands behind his back, standing on the ground covered with dark clouds, his heart was silent.

　　This kind of weather is perfect for cultivating three thousand thunderbolts.

　　Three thousand thunderbolts is a martial art, but in the Dou Qi world, Fenglei Pavilion’s sect-suppressing art is a rare body fighting skill, extremely powerful.

　　After Su Ming cultivated this technique, it can be said that in this martial arts world, he is no longer afraid of any opponent, even a small level of achievement, he can still resist the innate powerhouse!

　　After all, it is an earth-level movement fighting technique from the Dou Qi Continent, and its strength is evident.

　　In the sky, it was raining heavily, the wind was blowing violently, and the surrounding branches, leaves, flowers and plants were all moving with the wind. Under the gloomy dark clouds, a chilling air rose out of thin air.

Chapter [-]: Refining Fenglei, "Three Thousand Thunders" successfully cultivated

　　In the gloomy void, the heavy rain fell 'crashing', and on the ground, the rainwater formed a stream, and there were also streams in the mountains and forests, and the ground was soon drenched.

　　In the sky, the layers of dark clouds condensed together, silver lightning flashed in the dark clouds from time to time, and the thunder rumbled, which seemed particularly depressing.

　　The whistling wind continued to sound, and the power of thunder and lightning in the sky had reached an extremely terrifying level.

　　Su Ming took out [-] thunderous training scrolls in his hand, followed the method instructed by the system, used his inner strength, and gave it a firm grip!

　　Boom!

　　The silver scroll in Su Ming's hand shook violently. In that instant, the sound of wind and thunder shook like a tidal wave.

　　Immediately afterwards, a thunder light echoed the lightning in the sky, and lightning appeared in the void.

　　At this time, the power of wind and thunder in the scroll instantly emerged.

　　Seeing this, Su Ming quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the force directly. The moment he started, an extremely violent force began to erupt.

　　"Ding, do you practice the "Three Thousand Thunderbolt" fighting skills on the Dou Qi Continent?"

　　"Cultivation!" Su Ming confirmed without hesitation.

　　However, this time Su Ming didn't wait for the system to send out the sound of the successful training. Instead, his body suddenly trembled. That violent force poured into his body instantly. It was the power of wind and thunder that Su Ming had seized!

　　Chill! !