The Martial Arts Association attaches great importance to this battle, and many martial artists compliment Chang Haishu, thinking that this formation is all because of them. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

A small number of smart people who understand the martial arts circle feel strange, although the innate master is a master, the identity is extraordinary, but there are two or three in each province, they live a long life, the number of the whole country combined, has been thousands, last year the martial arts association Kyushu general census, the total number of innate masters in the world has approached 10,000.

The few invited by Chang Haishu are all scattered people, and there is no martial arts sect behind them, so it is not worth such a big move by the martial arts association to dispatch the elders of the association.

"You can use spiritual power, but you can't use magic weapons, magic weapons, talismans, forbidden formations, etc., and it's strictly forbidden to use spells above level four......"

Canaan whispered to Anjou about the rules of battle, which translates to not using foreign objects and not using strength above the foundation period.

Anru nodded, she didn't know any spells, and she wasn't going to use more spiritual power, she just wanted to verify her physical strength.

I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs run.

Although Anjou is in the ring for the first time, he has seen it countless times in TV and movies, but he is clear about the rules, and he has an idea of his innate strength.

"When ......"

The referee sits on a ten-meter-high platform on the center side of the ring, rings the bell in front of him, and the players on both sides prepare.

In addition to the referee, he also has a deputy referee on the opposite side, a linesman on each side of the other side, there are people guarding on all sides, and there is monitoring in the sky, and he will be warned with a red card if he finds a hidden weapon.

Anjou took a deep breath, stepped out of the fence of the waiting area, and stood in the preparation circle.

The onlookers looked sideways at Anjou with pity.

In the martial arts, there is always a decline in yang and yin, and there are relatively few women, especially young ones, as long as they are not ugly, they can be called beautiful, and Anjou itself has picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and suddenly brought in a group of young people who can't climb the innate grandmaster to cheer in the rear.

On the other side, Chang Haishu was about to step forward, but was robbed of the head by the only non-congenital in their group.

"Seniors, wait a minute, but a few unknown people, not worthy of the grandmaster's action, lest someone accuse the big of bullying the small, let the younger brother meet them. ”

Chang Haishu had no choice but to say: "Brother Qi be careful, that Anru is suspected of being congenital." ”

"Haha, how can a little girl who has not dried up and her hair not grown to become a grandmaster......"

Chang Haishu still wanted to speak, but the second bell had already sounded, so he had to retreat to the waiting area.

"When ......"

The second bell is to remind the clearance, irrelevant and other people to step back, no one is allowed to point out the moves of the racers on both sides, let alone remind the change of moves, etc., the racers should organize their weapons at this time and adjust the state.

Anjou touched the small gourd around his neck, then looked back at the backpack beside Canaan, changed to a sword, and took a deep breath.

Thirty seconds later, the bell rang for the start.

Anjou stood on tiptoe, her body rose from the ground, like a wild goose in mid-air, her arms outstretched, and she jumped lightly onto the stone platform.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was not slow, he stomped his feet, like a cannon, and rushed onto the stone platform, and after landing, the stones under his feet sank by a centimeter, and his momentum was much greater than that of Anjou.

It's a pity that the entrance is based on speed, not strength, and Anjou landed half a second earlier than her.

The referee raised his hand at Anjou, and the electronic screen under his seat bounced the number to represent Anjou's red side leading by one point.

The audience shouted.

"The strength is really not weak, and it takes a lot of effort for the Flame Crazy Sword to win. ”

"Maybe it's performative kung fu, but it's not good in actual combat. ”

"Not necessarily, this girl should be from a famous family, there are elders to help her cover her breath, at first glance, look at it again, look at it with concentration, the aura is strong, the blood is majestic, and the top juniors in the rivers and lakes are not weak together. ”

The three innate masters invited by Chang Haishu discussed in a whisper, and there was a hint of praise in their expressions, and they still didn't take this competition seriously in their hearts.

The fights between the masters are changing rapidly, and there are changes on the stage.

Qi Daxia Jianghu is known as the Flame Crazy Knife, and the weapon used is naturally a big knife, and the attack is like fire, like a raging tyrannosaurus, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it is hard to believe that the short and thin body contains such a powerful power.

Because he lost a point in the entrance, he wanted to say a few words of gossip, so that Anjou's flame madness knife that showed kindness in a few moves suddenly exploded, and the knife in his hand slashed towards Anjou.

Anjou raised his sword and dodged behind the Flame Blade, and his backhand was a sword.

The power of the Flame Crazy Knife is extremely great, and when fighting, he likes to use his strength to suppress others, but he didn't expect to use a knife with eighty percent of his strength, but he was actually held up by the little girl, and he avoided Anjou's sword sideways, and his heart became serious.

After a few tentative attacks, Anjou breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength is not as perverted as the coach, the speed is a step worse than himself, and the knife posture looks terrifying, but if you don't practice the knife, it's no problem if you don't get hit.

Thinking like this, Anru practiced with the other party, and the basic swordsmanship was used over and over again, coming and going was stabbing, splitting, cutting, and picking, and there were no dazzling sword flowers, but the simpler it was, the more terrifying the power was.

The people in the audience saw two shadows, one white and one green, flying up and down, you and me, from time to time there was the sound of swords colliding, rubble splashed, dust flew, and the audience near retreated.

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.

Chang Haishu and his friend's faces sank, and one of them sighed: "I'm going to lose, I've practiced a few basic swordsmanship perfectly, who is this little girl's master?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Anjou stab at the neck of the Flame Crazy Knife, and the other party hurriedly raised the knife to block, the sword revealed a foot, and stabbed a hole in the blade, the back of the Flame Crazy Knife's hand was numb, and then a foot kicked him in the waist, picked him up, climbed over the fence of the ring, and fell out.

"Bang!"

The Flame Knife rolled in a circle, and the big knife fell to the ground, and the grass on the side seemed to have been stirred by the fire, and the green smoke snorted and turned yellow.

There was silence.

"When ......"

The referee rings the bell to announce Anjou's victory.

In this game, Anjou scored nine points, and the Flame Knife only scored three points, winning a landslide, with an overall score of 1-0.

Anru stood on the high platform, quite high-spirited, pointed at Chang Haishu with a sword, his eyes seemed to be shining with stars, the corners of his mouth were upturned, revealing a shallow pear vortex, and he said prettyly: "Next." ”

The sound of taking pictures was endless, and some viewers applauded and shouted: "Handsome!"

The Flame Crazy Knife got up, picked up the knife with a hole, and left expressionlessly, and when he passed near Chang Haishu, he whispered: "There is no sword intent." ”

His injuries were not serious, but in full view, he lost a fair and just fight to a little girl who was less than half her age, and he had no face to continue to stay, and the important thing was that the flame madness knife he relied on to become famous was broken.

When Chang Haishu saw An Ru's sword light revealing a foot, he thought that An Ru was a real congenital, and when he heard that there was no sword intent, his heart was more steady.

'Meaning' through 'potential', generally comprehending this, can enter the innate one, so the grandmaster does not necessarily have the ability to reach the tenth level, but they can use their power to suppress people, and even surrender without a fight.