Early in the morning, the weather was clear, and Wangcheng was as lively as usual, but many people got the news that there was still a level at the end of the Wangcheng Martial Arts Meeting, which was to compete with a disciple from the martial arts, and only by winning that disciple could he win the final victory.

Hearing this news, Shen Xiang cursed secretly in his heart, he guessed that this must have been found by Shen Furong after leaving the royal city these days, just so that he could not win the crown of the royal city martial arts association.

"Don't worry, it's impossible that the inner disciple doesn't have that idle time, I think it should be a stronger outer son, maybe in the Fan Wu Realm Eightfold. Su Meiyao said, she and Bai Youyou were very clear about the things inside.

"That's fine, just don't let me down too much," Shen Xiang's heart rose with a high battle intent.

In the big square, tens of thousands of people have gathered, this is the final, and it is also a competition between two young disciples, both of whom are young powerhouses on the famous side.

Among the crowd, Shen Tianhu, Shen Yihan, Shen Haohai and others were already hidden among them, each of them led fifty children of the Shen family, as long as there was any trouble, they would immediately move.

Shen Xiang walked onto the competition platform in the middle, and there was a burst in the crowd

"He dared to come, and I heard that he might be able to take him after the final. One person was surprised.

"It is said that the disappearance of the elders of the genius and the elder has something to do with him, and it seems that he killed him, and he will use this incident as an excuse to deal with him. A middle-aged man said.

"At a young age, he has such courage, he slaughtered him in front of the elders two days ago, it is good to have strength, and he is not afraid of the threat of others. A teenager said with envy on his face.

"Of course, this world is originally respected by strength, as long as there is strength, there is everything. ”

“......”

Listening to the discussions of many people below, Shen Xiang knew that he had released news to prepare to open with the Shen family, which was a kind of signal, which was very common in battles, and some forces were warning or threatening other forces by releasing gossip.

Not far from the tournament platform, there was a tower, and in the tower sat many richly dressed people, and there were many around them, and at a glance you could see that their status was extraordinary.

"The emperor of Nanwu Kingdom also came to watch the battle, and his own son came to cheer him up, and I heard that there were also many masters of Ouchi, and the concubines in the palace came to everything. ”

Shen Xiang's eyesight is so powerful, he can see the people inside that tower clearly, and he can see a middle-aged man wearing a dragon cannon, full of majesty, and extraordinary spirit, that is the emperor.

The imperial power is only above the common people, but for those powerful families, it is not worth mentioning at all, in the eyes of those families, the emperor is just to manage a country, so that the country can be developed in an orderly manner, and those families can benefit from the stable commoners.

The prince came, he flew from the tower in the distance, he was dressed in a fiery red and gorgeous costume, and he performed an elegant light feat, and landed on the top of the tournament platform, causing many people to scream.

Shen Xiang secretly disdainful, and said in his heart: "Just let you be majestic, wait a minute, I will definitely beat you so that your emperor Lao Tzu doesn't recognize you." ”

Song Nanming looked at Shen Xiang with a contemptuous look and said lightly: "If you don't want to suffer less, you still have time." ”

Of course, Song Nanming knew that Shen Xiang's strength was good, but he was very confident that he could win.

Shen Xiang looked at Song Nanming's face full of arrogance and peace, and guessed in his heart that this Song Nanming must have other despicable tricks, and he had to be more cautious at this time, otherwise he would be plotted.

"Don't worry, my skin is thick, I'm afraid that your hands will hurt when you hit me. Shen Xiang replied, he was telling the truth.

Knowing the sky is high and the earth is thick. Song Nanming snorted coldly, deliberately raising his voice so that the people in the square could hear it.

Seeing Song Nanming pretending, Shen Xiang secretly laughed in his heart, if he didn't have a certain strength, it was useless to pretend.

"Let's start, if someone breaks the rules, you can see the consequences!" said an old man dressed in gray, who was not a person, but an older martial artist, said to be a descendant of the founder of the martial arts society.

Song Nanming had already broken the rules, but there was no evidence, so Shen Xiang couldn't do anything to him.

At the beginning, Song Nanming took off the wide golden and red clothes outside, and he was wearing a set of boots in a gold tights inside, looking rich

"Today, I will let you see the martial arts of our royal family of Nanwu Kingdom, and let you see the power of Dragon Martial Arts!" Song Nanming said, bursting out with a strange aura all over his body, which was very similar to Shen Xiang's Qinglong True Qi, but it lacked a simple and majestic momentum.

"Dragon Martial Arts" This is an ancient martial art, and legend has it that it is a martial art passed down from the time when the dragon travels through the people, and after it is used, it can have the same momentum and power as the dragon.

That's just a legend, and it's a certainty that it's powerful, but it's hard to believe that it's as powerful as a dragon.

Seeing the green tendons on Song Nanming's fists flowing with golden liquid, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, they didn't expect to see "Long Wu" with their own eyes.

Shen Xiang squinted his eyes, released his powerful and invisible divine sense, and shrouded Song Nanming's body, he could clearly sense the way the true qi in Song Nanming's body flowed, and at the same time, he also secretly remembered it in his mind, and then let his true qi flow in that way.

"I didn't expect the 'Dragon Martial Arts' to appear in this secular world, you should study hard. Su Meiyao sent a message to Shen Xiang.

Shen Xiang was already learning, and at this time, Song Nanming was using a mysterious luck method to change the true qi in his body and produce more powerful power.

"Long Gang Fist!"

Song Nanming bounced violently, like a golden mang flying towards Shen Xiang, I saw that his hands were like eagle claws and fists changing rapidly, constantly bombarding out, and one after another Jin Gang flew towards Shen Xiang in the air, bursting with a sonic boom, violently hitting Shen Xiang.

As Jin Gang collided, Song Nanming appeared in front of Shen Xiang, and his fists slammed out quickly, punch after punch, very fast, from a distance, as if he had thousands of arms, and in the blink of an eye, he threw hundreds of punches.

Every punch of Song Nanming blasted out was qigang, and it would also produce an air explosion, which made the huge competition tremble, and the terrifying sonic boom was even more terrifying.

And what made everyone dumbfounded was not Song Nanming's dragon martial arts, but Shen Xiang actually punched fist to fist, using his fist to resist Song Nanming's fast fist, and he looked relaxed.

Song Nanming's fast punch is invisible, and it also has a very strong aura, but Shen Xiang can keep up with Song Nanming's degree, judge Song Nanming's punch position, and then accurately use his fist to fight back, bombarding Song Nanming's fist. *.*

Shen Xiang used the true qi of the green dragon, flashing with violent thunder and lightning, after the bombardment was out, there would always be a roar, and after the roar, there would be a storm of qigang, which was stronger and more imposing than Song Nanming's so-called "dragon gang fist".

The degree of punches of the two on the ring is dazzling, as if the two are fighting each other with countless fists.

Song Nanming was the first to strike, but now he slowly retreated, his face was solemn, his fists also became numb, he could feel the strong true qi when Shen Xiang fought back, it was far beyond him, he thought that he could quickly defeat Shen Xiang by using this "Long Gang Fist", so he was desperate and spent a lot of real qi to punch wildly, but now he was easily resisted by Shen Xiang.

"The lost ancient martial arts are not used by you like this, you are simply insulting Long Wu. Shen Xiang suddenly sneered, only to see him slam his fist and take a few steps back, bursts of golden aura appeared on his body in vain.

On his fists, the meridians in his eyes suddenly flowed with Jin Zhenqi, just like Song Nanming used Dragon Martial just now, and it was much more powerful than Song Nanming.

Shen Xiang's eyes were shining with gold, his hands were like gold casting, vaguely transforming into vigorous and powerful eagle claws, and pieces of golden scales appeared on his face, bubbling with a shocking murderous aura.

"Wu" is suitable for the use of metal true qi, and Shen Xiang's metal qi corresponds to the white tiger, his white tiger true qi is mixed with killing intent, at this time he is displayed through the dragon martial arts, not only has a murderous aura in the momentum, but also has a majesty that looks down on the world, as if he is the only one.

The emperor on the tower in the distance suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes widened, he looked at Shen Xiang with a look of astonishment, and muttered: "Impossible, impossible, Long Wu is only known to us, how did he learn it?"

The emperor's face suddenly murdered: "No one else in the Southern Martial Kingdom must be allowed to master the Dragon Martial Arts, we are the sons of the true dragon." ”

Shen Xiang didn't expect this dragon martial arts to be so mysterious, he had just written down the way Song Nanming's true qi operated in his body, although it was a bit complicated, but he was able to imprint it deeply in his mind with his strong divine sense, and now as soon as he used it, he could burst out with such an amazing power.

How is that possible? Where the hell did you learn it? Only those of us who have the Dragon's Blood Inheritance can learn it, you mortal ......."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Xiang stepped violently, and there was an earth-shattering bang, and the competition platform made of thick wood suddenly shattered and collapsed, and dust and smoke rose everywhere, shaking everyone's heart.

This terrifying power made everyone secretly afraid, and those who approached the competition platform couldn't help but slowly retreat, worried that they would be attacked

"Although it consumes true qi, it is very powerful, it is worthy of a lost ancient martial arts!" Shen Xiang was also amazed in his heart, he didn't expect that there would be such a harvest today, learning such a powerful martial art.

Song Nanming was stunned by this, he was both envious and hateful, he knew that Shen Xiang could swing out the power of Long Wu, allowing him to see such a terrifying power, but he could not reach Shen Xiang's level.

"Shen Xiang, don't blame me, just blame yourself for being too sharp Bi Nanming's eyes suddenly flashed a hideous light, only to see him wave his hand violently, and more than a dozen tiny steel needles pierced through the thick smoke and dust, towards Shen Xiang

Although this place was full of smoke and dust, Shen Xiang's divine sense was so powerful, all the movements around him were under his control, even if a small steel needle flew towards him, he could sense it.

When the steel needles flew in, Shen Xiang let out a sullen sigh, only to see a scorching wall of fire appear in front of him, this is the true qi fire of alchemy, which can fuse some that are more heat-resistant than iron, let alone those small steel needles.

The steel needle pierced into the wall of fire, melted in an instant, the wall of fire disappeared, the smoke and dust dispersed, and I saw Shen Xiang flying towards Song Nanming, his fists braving the mighty dragon qi.

"Long Gang Fist!" Shen Xiang snorted coldly, and his fists danced wildly, like thousands of golden light meteors smashing over.

Song Nanming was still immersed in the shock that Shen Xiang could avoid the steel needle, and was enveloped by the rain-like dragon gang fist, just a few moments, he was attacked by hundreds of heavy punches all over his body, and the sonic boom was like a thunderbolt, like a firecracker, it exploded one after another.

Song Nanming's bloody body was attacked so violently, the bones and meridians of his whole body were burst and shattered, and the things on his body were squeezed together, like a block falling to the ground, but he didn't die, as long as he didn't die, it wasn't a violation.

But Song Nanming is now worse than dead! Where does he still look like a human? It looks like a piece of rotten "meat"!

Someone in the square had already vomited, and some people shouted in horror, the arrogant prince who was in the wind just now didn't even look like a person!

"You asked for it!" Shen Xiang originally just wanted to teach him a simple lesson and just take him off the stage, but Song Nanming used those vicious steel needles to attack him just now, which made him suddenly angry and used eighty percent of his strength.

"Nanming!" A roar came from afar, shaking the ears of the people in the square, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with an angry face falling from the sky and landing beside Song Nanming, whose life and death were unknown.

This is the emperor of the Nanwu Kingdom, Song Wu!

The people in the square didn't dare to come out, Shen Xiang crippled the emperor's son, and the emperor's strength was not weak, maybe there would be a big battle.

"Send the crown prince back to the palace!" Song Wu said to the two behind him, they were all masters of the Great Interior, and when Song Wu came over, they followed him, and their strength was very strong.

Song Wu was worthy of being an emperor, and he could calm down in the face of such a thing, and the anger on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a deep and majestic face.

Shen Xiang did not violate the rules, as Song Nanming's father, Song Wu also knew the small means used by Song Nanming in the competition, he thought that it must have been Shen Xiang who appeared, so he annoyed Shen Xiang, in order to prevent people from showing the prince's small actions, he asked people to send Song Nanming to the palace, instead of sending it first

As an emperor, face is more important than everything, if people know that the prince uses that kind of vicious tricks, then he, the emperor, will come to an end, and if he is revealed, he will definitely use this to blackmail him into doing something he doesn't want to do.

Shen Xiang quickly saw through this reason, he smiled and said, "As the king of a country, it is wise for you not to keep him, it won't be long before you know that there are other benefits to you doing this." ”

Song Wu snorted coldly: "It's common for you to get injured in martial arts competitions, but you are too ruthless, I hope the prince doesn't have a big deal, otherwise it will ......"

After speaking, Song Wu walked away, and everyone was relieved that the emperor did not hold Shen Xiang accountable, and at the same time admired Song Wu's