The underground boxing arena, which was accustomed to the noise and noise, appeared in an unprecedented state of silence within a few seconds of the start of the battle between Lu Xuan and Ye Kunlun, which lasted for several minutes.

The capital of sin is a paradise for those who are capable, not ancient warriors, and many people don't know anything about ancient warriors.

The battle between the two ancient warriors had already frightened more than ninety percent of the audience present, they had never seen such a fight, so they forgot to cheer.

There is no lightning and thunder, the collision and explosion of elemental abilities that are incompatible with water and fire, and there is no treacherous indistinguishability of stealth through walls and mistaken eyes.

Some are just hand-to-hand fights between two young men with fists to the flesh.

This battle may not have the shocking spectacle of elemental impact, but it can definitely be breathtaking.

The grandchildren of the Huaxia clan, even if they have all kinds of superpowers, deep down, should still be in awe and praise for the ancient martial arts that have been inherited for thousands of years.

Lu Xuan's sticky skills, Ye Kunlun's continuous elimination and fighting, almost perfectly reproduce those scenes in martial arts TV series.

"Damn, are you plasticine? ”

Ye Kunlun was tortured by Lu Xuan and directly burst out of foul language.

Lu Xuan didn't hear it, and the dragon body method was used to the fullest, and he didn't even need to touch the ground with his feet, like a pedestrian python wrapped around Ye Kunlun's body, constantly swimming.

"Made, this is forcing Lao Tzu!"

Ye Kunlun estimated that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he paused and slapped his palm on his chest.

Suddenly, Lu Xuan, who was wrapped around Ye Kunlun's body, felt a powerful energy erupt from his body, and he was stunned to shake Lu Xuan back.

With his toes on the bottom and his chest constantly rising and falling, Lu Xuan felt that the hot blood in his body was surging a little.

And Ye Kunlun on the opposite side was also fluctuating after slapping himself with a palm, panting heavily.

"Hey, interesting guy. Tai Shi's voice slowly floated in Lu Xuan's sea of consciousness.

Lu Xuan's face was as usual, but his thoughts were communicated with Tai Shi: "What's the matter, how do I feel that there is a power in his body, could it be that he also has Gu Wu True Qi?"

"Stinky boy, are you a cabbage on the street when you think Gu Wu True Qi?" Tai Shi said angrily, "However, that Ye Kunlun really has another air flow in his body, but compared to the Gu Wu True Qi in your body, it is not enough at all." ”

Under Tai Shi's patient explanation, Lu Xuan also had a general understanding of Ye Kunlun's ability.

When the ancient martial arts are cultivated to a certain level, they will have a breath, which can generally be divided into two types, one is the ancient martial arts fighting qi, and the other is the ancient martial arts true qi.

True qi and fighting spirit, although it is only a word difference, there is a gap between heaven and earth.

The fighting spirit is generally cultivated by the ancient warriors after years of polishing.

However, true qi cannot be cultivated, and its appearance is often full of randomness, which can be a coincidence or artificial infusion.

In essence, the fighting spirit tempers the body and tempers the soul, which can make the martial artist reach the peak, and the true qi is to the next level, in the case of having the effect of fighting qi, it can also hook the laws of heaven and earth in the dark, and even make the owner embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

And Ye Kunlun's situation was a little different, with his ancient martial arts realm, he had not reached the threshold of cultivating ancient martial arts fighting qi at all.

Tai Shi also gave his thoughts on this.

The breath in Ye Kunlun's body should have come from a mysterious ancient martial art.

Just like the Taishi deity, it is a practice of cultivating immortals called "Taishi Yin and Yang Sutra".

Hearing Tai Shi's explanation, Lu Xuan's face also became slightly solemn, although he said that the ancient martial true qi in his body was much stronger than the ordinary fighting qi, but Lu Xuan had just stepped on the martial arts now, and his qualifications were still shallow, and the surprise between the true qi and the fighting qi was almost not reflected in him.

In other words, Lu Xuan, who is still weak now, even if he has the true qi of ancient martial arts, is actually similar to Ye Kunlun.

"Don't be discouraged, that kid's realm is similar to yours, and he shouldn't be able to perfectly control the fighting spirit in his own body. Tai Shi's words were like a reassuring pill, "Moreover, the old man felt that the fighting spirit did not seem to match him, as long as he exerted his fighting spirit, he would hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred." ”

After a short period of recovery, Ye Kunlun finally adjusted the chaotic aura in his body, jumped to the edge of the weapon rack next to him, picked up a spear and checked it, and when he turned his head to look at Lu Xuan again, his face was already hideous and terrifying.

Is it a weapon after melee combat?

Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked to the side unhurriedly, he chose a weapon that surprised everyone: the finger tiger.

In the battle of weapons, many times pay attention to an inch long and an inch strong.

But Lu Xuan just had to do the opposite.

Ye Kunlun didn't understand Lu Xuan's intentions, but when he held the spear, his heart was already surging with battle intent, because in his opinion, he already had the capital to win absolutely.

Tai Shi's guess was not wrong at all, the fighting qi in Ye Kunlun's body was almost out of his control, but that fighting qi was very fond of clinging to the weapon, and he almost didn't need Ye Kunlun to control it, as long as he held the blade, the fighting qi would cross by itself, making the weapon more powerful.

"Lu Xuan, it is indeed not easy for you to force me to take a weapon, but this is the end of it. ”

Ye Kunlun smiled cruelly at Lu Xuan, holding the barrel of the spear with both hands, his steps opened and closed, and the tip of the spear was lightly touched, as if a clear dragon groan came out.

Lu Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and a strong killing intent struck.

The spear was like a dragon wrapped around its body, and it stabbed straight at the tip of the spear.

A little cold came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

However, Lu Xuan is not a fool at the end, let alone a live target, when he saw the spear stabbing at him, his body reacted instantly, it was still a set of mysterious body ancient martial arts, but this time the body method was in the steps under his feet.

Phantom Trail.

At the moment of dodging the spear, Lu Xuan's finger tiger with five fingers was also inadvertently plated with a layer of dark color.

Who said that "Fighting Spirit" is exclusive to Ye Kunlun?

After successfully dodging the sharp spear, Lu Xuan repeated his old tricks, and he pasted Ye Kunlun in three or two steps.

It's just that this time Lu Xuan didn't stick too tightly, let alone wrap around him like mud, but kept a distance of about one or two steps.

Ye Kunlun was shocked, he didn't expect Lu Xuan to post it again, when he was entangled by him just now, but the whole psychological shadow appeared, and the spear swept away, wanting to sweep him out, but Ye Kunlun was surprised to find that his powerful sweep had no effect on Lu Xuan.

It is true that one inch is long and one inch is strong, but it is a certain distance between the two, but when Lu Xuan is close, this advantage becomes a disadvantage, because the spear is too long to be used at all.

That's why Lu Xuan chose the almost invincible Finger Tiger in close combat as a weapon.

Obviously, Lu Xuan had planned it from the beginning.