Chapter Seventy-Five: A New Challenger

If it was said that in the past, the auspicious name of Huashang only made the martial arts family a little more attentive, but now the heads of the martial arts families and the peak martial artists of the high-level of Huaguo began to can't help but take out their mobile phones, click on the real cool network, and take a glance.

Hua Shang's shadow has drifted into the core area of the martial arts circle little by little.

However, although Hua Shang's video has been made very exquisite, after all, he only used seventeen swords to deal with Situ Xingjie. Among them, the first sword is still an upgraded version of the ordinary sword scripture swordsmanship. From these short sixteen swords alone, even experts or ninth-order celestial rank people couldn't see any ins and outs.

Hua Shang's sword is like a beauty shrouded in fog, revealing only a shiny black hair, which looks stylish, but it is likely to turn back to be a man. Everyone was itching, but they were suspicious.

While other martial artists were speculating about Hua Shang's sword, the would-be martial artists who had not yet broken through in the Bac Ninh Special Zone had already hit the road. They began to wait at the west gate of the Honghu Martial Arts School before dawn, and lined up in a majestic queue. The security department formed by the martial arts school itself sent a group of first-order martial artists, wearing majestic blue-black security uniforms and nunchucks in their waists, to maintain law and order around the west school gate and organize queues.

From today on, Huashang's heads-up was contracted by Honghu Martial Arts School. This includes the heads-up venue, which is also run by the Honghu Martial Arts School. In the past, Huashang was single-handed, and he came in and watched casually. Now it's not the case, buy a ticket to enter the venue, and there are VIP seats and ordinary seats.

Honghu Martial Arts School has grasped this business opportunity too accurately. The data of the quasi-martial artists who broke through yesterday has been analyzed. All of them were would-be martial artists who had watched Huashang's swordsmanship on the spot. The would-be martial artists who watched the video were still a little bit behind. Because...... I haven't personally experienced the despair of facing the sword of Huashang.

Break out of the data structure like this: heads-up, 100% breakthrough. Watching the scene in person, 7.4 percent, just watching the video, zero.

The dental clinic (Juyingge) of Honghu Martial Arts School has become popular again after the kicking trend of the gym fifty years ago. The entrance price is 4,000 yuan, and the VIP seat is 50,000 yuan, and it is sold out, catching up with the tickets for the concert of the Asian king.

The would-be warrior who didn't buy a ticket that day sighed while going to buy a tent, sleeping in front of the dental clinic tonight, and must buy a ticket the next day.

The auction of heads-up bidding rights has also reached a new peak, with a transaction price of 5.1 million yuan, and the school has divided 30% of the operating expenses and 3.5 million yuan in the hands of Huashang.

At the moment when the heads-up was held, four large screens were erected in front of the dental clinic, and all the students who had no classes in the entire school came, all wanting to see if Huashang's swordsmanship was as good as yesterday this time.

Today's opponent who bids for heads-up rights is not simple, it is the son of a high-ranking military official who is famous in the forbidden area, behind the gate, the ancestral halberd method - true red eighteen teeth, this road Fang Tian painting halberd is still a second-order martial arts. Quasi-martial artists need special bloodline power to barely exert it, and they must also learn the corresponding physics disciplines, otherwise they can twist themselves into serious injuries if they use the wrong force.

This son of Jiangmen is only nineteen years old this year, with a lofty weapon, long hands and feet, and a one-meter-long Fang Tian painting halberd, which has the advantage of stature and weapons. When he swept Hua Shang's neck with the crescent moon of the halberd, Hua Shang had to take three steps to reach him.

The most awe-inspiring thing is the murderous aura on this nineteen-year-old boy. This murderous aura was so compelling that Xiong Bantou, who was originally the referee, was worried that he would not be able to control the scene, so he temporarily went to find a third-order spear academy trainee instructor to suppress the scene.

Compared with this son of Jiangmen, Situ Xingjie, who competed with Huashang yesterday, is as cute as a teddy bear.

"Hey, my name is Guan Qingshan. The son of the Shomon roared in a rough voice while wearing his armor, "Can you really let me break through?"

"I can't say for sure, let's see if I can push you to the limit. Hua Shang raised his arms and crossed his legs and asked the staff to wear armor.

"I've heard about you from the elders, saying that you have two brushes, but no matter how powerful your sword is, it can't enter my halberd circle, so it's all a trick, do you want me to sell a flaw and put you in. Guan Qingshan asked in a thick voice. His voice was extremely loud, and although he didn't raise his voice to speak, he could hear the whole martial arts field clearly.

"Hey, no, my sword is fine, don't worry. Hua Shang shook his head.

"You can do as much as you can, I spent 5 million. Guan Qingshan is still not at ease.

"Don't worry, as soon as my sword strikes, you will immediately catch the blind, and it is possible to break through directly. ”

"I, do you look down on me Guan Jiajia?" Guan Shanyue was furious.

"Why are you talking so ugly, I just haven't heard of it. "Hua Shang is scared every day as usual, Guan Shanyue is angry, and the momentum is up, and the success rate of the breakthrough may be high. Huashang's service has always been thoughtful.

"Boy, you wait!" Guan Qingshan was so angry that he forgot what he was doing. There was only one thought left in his mind, to use the halberd to cut this kid into flowers!

The two took their places at the edge of the competition circle, and the referee shouted: "Fight!" Guan Qingshan burst into a shout, jumped up, stretched out his ape arms, and the huge Fang Tian painting halberd was like an oolong, directly aiming at Hua Shang's chest. The disadvantage in the verbal confrontation just now, I used my real skills to fight back, this is the violent temper of Jiangmen.

Rushing over with Fang Tian's painting halberd was also related to Qingshan's murderous aura as sharp as a sword out of the sheath. Unlike other would-be martial artists, he seemed to have truly experienced the test of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and his body was covered with evil qi crawling out of the pile of dead people. The qi machine was locked by Hua Shang from afar, making him unable to move and nailed to the spot.

Hua Shang patted the scabbard on his back, and pinched a strange trick in the air with his right hand, and the nine-tailed sword came out of its shell and came to the tip of his right finger, which turned like a spinning top like a flower. Hua Shang flicked his index finger, and the long sword was like a beautiful flower umbrella that was flicked into the air by him. With a flick of his two fingers in the air, the long sword like an umbrella roared out, cutting at Guan Qingshan's waist like lightning along a strange empty track.

"Wow, black!" Guan Qingshan didn't expect that Hua Shang would play with his life as soon as he got started, and he didn't want a sword. He didn't have time to think about how to attack, and his body first came to a volley flying sideways spinning, dodging the nine-tailed incomparably magical horizontal slash. His flashing kung fu and the halberd moves in his hands are also old, and he is powerless to change his moves. Hua Shang took a big step to the side and dodged his attack.

"It's my turn!" Guan Qingshan was confident, drew a halberd, and wiped it at Hua Shang's neck, the sword was gone, how do you hide this move, hey, what's going on!

Guan Qingshan was surprised to see Hua Shang's nine-tailed sword draw a circle in the air, like a flying swallow returning to the nest and returning to Hua Shang's hand. Hua Shang is like a player playing frisbee, his elbow hits the hilt of the sword, and the nine tails spin and rise into the air, gorgeous as a flower. Hua Shang grinned and pointed his finger at Guan Qingshan, and the nine-tails flew back again with a roar. This time, it is not a simple and rough circular track, but nine curves and eighteen bends, and the sword flowers are like waterfalls, and the hood is coming.