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Chen Yong's footsteps were slow, approaching Chen Zong step by step, his palms were erected in front of him, one after the other, and he could defend any part of his body.

Chen Zong did not move, his eyes were sharp, looking for flaws in Chen Yong's body.

As if the chariot was advancing forward, the breath was pressing, and at an instant two meters apart, Chen Yong suddenly burst out, like a big fish rushing out of the water, swift and fierce, and slapped Chen Zong's face door with a palm, and his broad palm quickly enlarged in front of Chen Zong's eyes.

No advance, no retreat, no flash, no need, a sword stabbed out, the sword body flashed, and three afterimages appeared, each separated, as if four swords came out together.

Split-shadow!

The right palm swept across the thousand armies, intercepting the wooden sword, and the left palm quietly struck out from the waist and hit Chen Zong's ribs.

Neck-legged!

The sword shadows were staggered, causing Chen Yong's palm to intercept and miss, and the left palm that was hit had to be quickly withdrawn, and both palms waved continuously in front of him, forming a palm wall.

Folding!

The sword shadow folded, passed through the palm wall, and quickly enlarged in Chen Yong's eyes, forcing him to pull back.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yong carried his blood and qi, took out all his strength, rushed forward, the speed increased by a few points, and slapped out with one palm, bringing a terrible whistling sound, and the strength was even stronger, as if the stele could be smashed with one palm.

Chen Zong's eyes were sharp, if he could penetrate everything, Chen Yong's footsteps and palm tracks would loom in front of him, and the lines on his palms would gradually enlarge.

Out of the sword!

Three swords in a row, the basic eighteen-style stab, light and fast, hit Chen Yong's palm continuously, causing his palm to pause slightly.

Shadow Stacking!

The three afterimages overlapped with the sword body, making the sword body blurry, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and they staggered with Chen Yong's palm and stabbed to the throat.

Holding a sword is longer than an arm, if Chen Yong insists on continuing to bombard with one palm, he will definitely be hit in the throat by the wooden sword first, he has to withdraw his hand and slap at the wooden sword, his palms are staggered, and the terrifying sound is roaring, wanting to break the wooden sword.

Split-shadow!

Chen Yong broke the sword shadow, but the sword body hit his chest directly, causing it to retreat.

Neck-legged!

Shadow Stacking!

Folding!

Shadowless!

With the last sword, the three afterimages all disappeared, leaving only the sword body clear and direct, knocking Chen Yong out of the ring.

"Chen Zongyi, the chief of the swordsmanship group, has won in a row. Elder Chen Xing announced loudly with a smile on his face.

Chen Yong's serious face was a little bitter, he lost two in a row, and the chief king had no chance with him.

"In the next battle, Chen Guzhan, the chief of the boxing group, faced off against Chen Fenghua, the chief of the knife group. ”

Chen Guzhan put on a heavy punch starting style, and he only practiced heavy punches.

Chen Guzhan is a strong opponent, Chen Fenghua is cautious, and he poses a series of knife techniques, but his face remains the same, always giving people a sense of calmness.

Punch, the punch is fierce, rolling up the waves, if you can smash the rocks.

Out of the knife, the knife light is coherent, if the tide follows, endlessly.

Chen Guzhan's strength was immense, his physique was amazing, his fists were extremely heavy, and each punch carried an astonishing air pressure, making it difficult to breathe.

Chen Fenghua carried blood qi, and his speed and strength were enhanced, and the knife was faster, more fierce and stronger.

Chen Guzhan is from the clan, and Chen Zong, in general, he only began to practice the Tiger Roar Recipe after entering the clan hall, so far it is only a preliminary practice, and there is still a big gap between refining the blood and qi, Chen Fenghua is from the clan, and he began to practice the Tiger Roar Recipe before entering the clan hall, and now the blood and qi are refined, nearly the second time.

Serial knife technique!

Heavy Knife Technique!

Alternating between light and heavy, his body is agile and moving, and Chen Guzhan's weakness is revealed, and he is not flexible enough.

A strong body gives him more strength and a stronger physique, but he is flexible but relatively weak, which is nothing when facing some weaker opponents, he can be crushed by strength, but in the face of strong opponents, not being flexible enough will become a weakness and be exploited by the opponent.

The wooden knife slashed at Chen Guzhan from all angles, and screamed after many times.

"Stop, stop!" Chen Guzhan hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat in this battle, and when I find a way, I will definitely defeat you next time." ”

"Damn, it hurts. While grinning, Chen Guzhan jumped out of the ring, which made people laugh.

"Chen Fenghua of the sword group won two consecutive victories, and in the next battle, Chen Ying, the chief of the leg group, faced off against Chen Zong, the chief of the sword group. Elder Chen Xing said with a smile.

The aggressive gaze fell on Chen Zong's face, and Chen Ying rushed like a cheetah, her slender and beautiful legs rolled up in a sharp wind, whistling towards her.

Chen Yuyao stared with wide eyes, what Chen Ying performed was the sword wind and leg technique that she also cultivated, which was also the pinnacle of Dacheng, but Chen Ying's performance was obviously more subtle and powerful.

Chen Zong's body swayed, swaying like a willow in the wind.

Dacheng's pinnacle willow swordsmanship!

This is a swordsmanship that pays attention to both offense and defense, which can be attacked and defended, and can be attacked and defended, which is very exquisite.

Especially after Chen Zong saw the willow brushing sword technique performed by Chen Yan, he comprehended it and improved it a little.

Chen Ying used the knife wind leg method and the python leg method, alternately applied, and the legs brought up bursts of strong wind whistling, and under the strong wind, it seemed that the big python broke out of the hole and killed the wind.

Chen Zong interprets the willow sword technique to the extreme, you are strong, you are strong, I shake in the wind.

Unconsciously, there is a deeper understanding of swords and swordsmanship.

The wooden sword swayed and whipped like a willow branch, passing through the strong wind and hitting Chen Ying's legs, the force was flexible, and through the surface, it was painful.

Gradually, Chen Ying's legs were sore, and her leg technique was slow and weak, and she was defeated by Chen Zong under a few swords.

"The chief of the swordsmanship group, Chen Zong, won two consecutive victories. ”

"I'll beat you next time. Chen Ying was full of unwillingness and said unconvinced.

"We'll see. Chen Zong said with a smile.

"In the next battle, Chen Yong, the chief of the palm group, faced off against Chen Fenghua, the chief of the sword group. ”

Chen Yong's face was serious, and he put on a broken tablet palm style, carrying blood and qi, and his strength was fully opened.

The broad palms were slapped continuously, the palms overlapped, and the palm wind whistled, as if a wall crashed into Chen Fenghua.

Chen Fenghua's blood and qi were transported, and he shot down with a knife, the black knife light was swift and fast, like a meteor falling, and a knife shattered the palm wind, turning into a chain of momentum, so that Chen Yong could only defend.

Heavy Knife Technique!

Serial knife technique!

Heavy Knife Technique!

Alternately, Chen Yong's defenses were breached, and the wooden knife struck directly into the chest.

"Chen Fenghua, the chief of the knife group, won three consecutive victories. ”

"In the next battle, Chen Guzhan, the chief of the boxing group, will face off against Chen Zong, the chief of the swordsmanship group. ”

"I don't like you sword-wielding people the most. Chen Guzhan muttered as he put on a heavy fist start-up pose, his eyes widened, like a bull rushing in.

A sharp sound sounded, and Chen Zongru spread his wings like an eagle, and a sword swept by.

Dacheng pinnacle eagle fencing method!

"Oh, I actually cultivated all the three foundation building sword techniques to the peak of Dacheng!" Elder Chen Xing was slightly surprised.

In most cases, martial disciples tend to practice one foundation-building martial arts, such as Chen Guzhan and Chen Yong, at most two disciplines, such as Chen Ying and Chen Fenghua, cultivate three disciplines, and all of them have reached the peak of Dacheng, very few.

"It seems that this son has a talent for sword training. Elder Chen Xing said secretly, he didn't know that Chen Zong actually practiced boxing at the earliest, and also cultivated the Tiger Power Fist Technique to the realm of perfection, as for these three foundation-building sword techniques, he also began to cultivate after entering the clan hall, otherwise he would be surprised by what it would be.

"Chen Izumo, Chen Zong is definitely not Chen Guzhan's opponent. Chen He said with a not very good-looking face.

"Bet?" Chen Izumo was simple and direct, Chen He's face sank and he didn't answer, he was just talking, and he wasn't sure whether Chen Guzhan could defeat Chen Zong.

The wooden sword was like an eagle's wing, passing by Chen Guzhan's side in an instant, and following the flaw, a sword slashed at Chen Guzhan's ribs.

Spinning and swordsmanship, like eagle claws hitting Chen Guzhan in the back.

Chen Guzhan's body spun, like a whirlwind, and his fists slammed into Chen Zong, completely ignoring Chen Zong's sword.

After fighting with Chen Fenghua, he let go, instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative, and use his strong body to resist the attack of the opponent's wooden sword, as long as the opponent is hit by his own fists, he will definitely be injured and defeated.

Watching the battle from the audience was completely different from facing it directly, Chen Zong could feel the terrible wind pressure brought by Chen Guzhan's fists, and even affect his balance.

Fortunately, under Chen Izuyun's guidance, Chen Zong was completely different from before.

Like an eagle against the wind, breaking through the wind, the wooden sword pecked hard like an eagle's beak, and the attack that hit the power as a point immediately made Chen Guzhan's face change, and he felt that where he was hit, it was as if he had been pecked off a piece of meat.

Resisting, Chen Guzhan's fists were even more fierce, and the whole person advanced like a chariot, crushing away, trying to force Chen Zong out of the ring.

Undoubtedly, this is a somewhat scoundrel approach, if the sword in Chen Zong's hand is an iron sword, Chen Guzhan is already scarred, and the power of the wooden sword is limited, he dares to do so.

The eagle fencing method was used to the extreme, and a flaw was found.

The Eight Styles of the True Sword Sword Style!

The sword was fast and urgent, Chen Guzhan didn't have time to react at all, he only felt a pain in his throat, as if it had been penetrated, extremely uncomfortable, and in the next breath, Chen Zong's wooden sword was continuously slashed at the same place in both arms, unable to raise it, unable to fight again.

"The fourth sword technique, is it a fast sword?" Elder Chen Xing was surprised and secretly guessed.

"Could it be that he secretly learned my fast sword technique?" Chen Zuoyi's face also changed greatly.

"Chen Zong, the leader of the sword group, has won three consecutive victories. ”

As Elder Chen Xing announced, Chen He's face was like a dark cloud.

"In the next battle, Chen Yong, the chief of the palm group, will face off against Chen Ying, the chief of the leg group. ”

As soon as they came on stage, the two immediately put on a starting gesture, and did not do it immediately, but stared at each other, looking for flaws.

"The Chief King, right between you and me. Chen Fenghua smiled lightly at Chen Zong, Chen Zong nodded, and there was a little battle intent in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was still troubled by the difficulty of improving his cultivation, but now he has not only entered the clan hall, but also won the chief of the sword group, and is even more qualified to become the chief king.

Chen Yong fought steadily, Chen Ying was like a rapids, and the two sides collided again and again.

Chen Yong's palms are impermeable to defend himself, allowing Chen Ying to attack, without breaking at all, after the previous three battles, his combat skills have been further improved, and so is Chen Ying, his legs are more rapid and stronger.

Both sides carried blood and qi and burst out with all their might.

Manpower is limited, especially on the attacking side, Chen Ying was exhausted after a wild attack, Chen Yong seized the opportunity to slap it with a palm, this is a palm that has been gaining momentum for a long time, Chen Ying could not resist, and was repelled and fell into the ring.

"Chen Yong, the chief of the palm group, won in a row. ”

Chen Yong sighed that it was not easy to win, and it was not so embarrassing to finally win a game after losing three games in a row.

"In the next battle, Chen Fenghua, the chief of the sword group, faced off against Chen Zong, the chief of the sword group. ”

With Elder Chen Xing's announcement, everyone became excited, because so far, Chen Fenghua and Chen Zong had maintained three consecutive victories, and the Chief King was born between the two of them.