(Other people's geniuses are used to fight)

Inside the house, Chen Zong finished the cultivation of the Tiger Roar Technique, and hurriedly took out an energy pill and threw it into his mouth.

"Sixth, almost finished. ”

After adjusting his breathing, he took out the Little Sword Sutra and looked at it from the first page, he found that although the content of the Little Sword Sutra was not much, every time he read it carefully, there would always be a new understanding, and that feeling was very wonderful.

There was a knock on the door.

"Chen Zongke?" a rare voice came in, sounding a little anxious.

Putting down the small sword scripture, Chen Zong opened the door quickly, and there was a person standing at the door, it was Chen Yidao.

"One knife, what's wrong?" asked Chen Zongbu.

"Urgent, hurry up. Chen Yidao gasped a few times and hurriedly said: "There are martial artists from other families to challenge, no one is an opponent, and besides, he also named you by name." ”

"Oh, who is it?" Chen Zong's eyes lit up.

Since Chen Fenghua and Chen Guzhan broke through to become martial artists, Chen Zong felt a little lonely, no matter what, the four of them could also fight with him, and they could be replaced by other clan martial artists, and they couldn't even stop their own sword.

"Tang family, Tang Junluo. Chen Yidao said quickly, he didn't know this person, and he didn't know how strong this person was.

"Tang Junluo. Chen Zong's eyes were like a sharp sword out of its sheath, shining brightly.

This name was told to her by Sister Yun, she was one of the people she needed to pay attention to, and Chen Zong was still looking forward to when they met, but he didn't expect it to be at this time.

"Let's go. "Chen Zong's footsteps are faster than Chen Yidao's.

On the martial arts training ground, almost all the martial disciples of the Chen Family Hall were here, as well as Elder Xing, in addition, there were two strangers, one old and one young.

"Hasn't Chen Zong come yet?" The young man was dressed in a purple military uniform, embroidered with a golden dragon shape, mysterious and noble.

"I've already called it, and when the time comes, you'll know what a master is. Chen Baiqi said indignantly.

"I'm looking forward to it. The young Tang Junluo put his hands behind his back, with a king-like posture, and his tone was indifferent, as if he was on top, which made the martial disciples of the Chen family hall angry, but they were helpless, because the facts had proved that none of them could block the other party's move, and the other party did not even use the weapon on his back.

Now, all expectations can only be placed on Chen Zong.

It's just that Chen Zong hasn't come yet, it's too slow, and he's in a hurry.

"Elder Tang Zhigu, the Tang family has produced a great junior. Elder Xing said with a smile, quite personable, like this, the competition between the juniors in the clan will happen from time to time, and the victory or defeat for a while is nothing.

"Where is it, now Jun Luo has only refined his blood seven times. Elder Tang Zhigu pretended to be modest and said, but he accentuated his tone with the word "seven times", and his face was full of pride, eager to let people punch that old face.

Elder Xing was shocked.

Seven times!

Since the establishment of the entire Chen Family Hall, no one has ever reached it, and I can't help but sigh secretly, the background of the three giants is different, and it is not comparable to the five major families.

"Isn't it to challenge the martial disciples of various families now to accumulate momentum and impact the eighth time?" Elder Xing asked tentatively.

"That's right. Tang Junluo replied by himself, his tone was flat, but he could still hear the arrogance contained in it.

Refining the blood qi eight times, that was a level that no one had ever reached in the history of the entire Fengwu City.

The conversation between Elder Xing and Elder Tang Zhigu was not hidden, and Chen Zong, who had rushed over, also happened to hear it, and in an instant, a majestic gaze approached, like the gaze of a king, bringing a trace of inexplicable pressure to Chen Zong, making him feel involuntarily excited.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong's gaze immediately locked on the other party, and he knew at a glance that it was Tang Junluo, the genius of the Tang family.

The eyes were like electricity, colliding instantly, as if bursting out of countless sparks, and everyone seemed to smell the smell of anxiety in the air.

"Chen Zong, come here. Elder Xing beckoned, and Chen Zong withdrew his gaze and walked over.

"He is Tang Junluo of the Tang family, and now he has tempered his blood and qi seven times, and Tang Junluo's innate strength exceeds the standard, and when he is at the peak of the third layer of the qi and blood realm, he has a strength of seven hundred catties in one arm. Elder Xing said in a low voice: "Our Chen family's refining of blood and qi is the Tiger Roar Technique, and the Tang Family's is the Hidden Dragon Technique, which means that the hidden dragon is in the abyss and soars into the sky. ”

"Seven hundred catties, seven times!" Chen Zong was surprised, and a trace of battle intent emerged from the deepest part of his heart.

"The cultivation of the hidden dragon trick is the most important momentum, pay attention to me as the king, ten thousand people retreat, the stronger the momentum, the better the cultivation effect, and even be able to break through their own limits. Elder Xing's voice could only be heard clearly by himself and Chen Zong: "Tang Junluo has already defeated the martial arts geniuses of the Li family, the Zhao family, and the other four major families, just by defeating you and the other genius martial disciples in Fengwu City, he will be able to accumulate enough momentum to hit the eighth time and create a new record in Fengwu City." ”

"It turned out that he wanted to use me as a stepping stone, so I let him know that I am not a stone, I am a mountain that cannot be crossed. Chen Zong's tone was resolute and sharp.

"Good. Elder Xing couldn't help but applaud, although he didn't think that Chen Zong would be able to defeat Tang Junluo, or even have a great chance of defeating, but Chen Zong's momentum made him appreciate it very much.

Martial arts training must be so fearless, and sword training needs to be so sharp.

"You are Chen Zong, take my punch first. Tang Junluo stepped out in one step, his body was like a dragon punching out, his fist was roaring, like a giant python out of a hole, and the breath was pressing.

"You take my punch too!" Chen Zong didn't draw his sword, he also threw a punch, turning into a tiger and roaring, shattering the air.

Neither side carried the blood qi, and both the Horned Python Fist and the Tiger Power Fist Technique reached the state of perfection.

Everyone seemed to see a giant python fighting with a fierce tiger.

With a bang, the air was shattered, the air was agitated, and the dust was blowing, Tang Junluo's figure shook slightly, and Chen Zong took a small step back.

In terms of one-arm strength, Tang Junluo is better than Chen Zong by two hundred catties, and in terms of martial arts realm, the two sides are equal, and Chen Zong should be directly repulsed, but Chen Zong's left arm has fifty catties of heavy iron, although it increases his burden, but it also makes him punch heavier to a certain extent, so he only takes a small step back.

"With your standard strength, you can block my punch and just step back a little, which is very good. Tang Junluo had the tone of a senior master: "However, you are not as good as me." ”

"I practice swords, you practice guns, and I haven't really shot yet, so why don't you come. Chen Zong retorted without hesitation, and the iron sword was unsheathed, pointing directly at Tang Junluo, and his blood and qi accelerated due to excitement.

"I'll convince you of defeat. Tang Junluo stretched out his hand and pulled out the weapon behind his back, it was two barrels, and when he buckled it, it was a spear with a length of one meter seven, the body of the gun was golden, engraved with dragon patterns, and he knew that it was an excellent weapon at a glance, and in terms of quality, he didn't know how much it was better than the iron sword in Chen Zong's hand.

With the golden dragon pattern spear in his hand, Tang Junluo's momentum changed suddenly, as if he was a general who had killed ten in and ten out among the enemy army.

"My marksmanship is called the Hidden Dragon. Tang Junluo's voice also seemed to have an inexplicable majesty, putting pressure on everyone, and his body twisted, putting on a posture of a spear contraction, as if the hidden dragon was in the abyss, wanting to soar into the sky.

"Please. Chen Zong posed for the afterimage sword technique, and the smell of mellow fragrance spread.

Then, Tang Junluo's body flicked, and the cold light bloomed in front of him, and the gun shot out like a dragon.

Chen Zong's body flickered, the iron sword broke through the air, and the sword shadows were chaotic.

Everyone widened their eyes and tried to see clearly, but the speed of the two was too fast, and they could only see vague guns and sword shadows, colliding again and again.

With a spear in your hand, the Realm of Consummation Hidden Dragon marksmanship is suitable for both distance and near, and the tip and body of the spear can be used against the enemy, changing freely.

The three consummation realms are alternately cast, you have me, I have you, and the power is unpredictable.

"I actually cultivated the three foundation-building swordsmanship to the state of perfection. Elder Tang Zhigu was surprised.

As a genius martial artist of the Tang family, Tang Junluo only cultivated the two foundation-building martial arts of the Horned Python Fist and the Hidden Dragon Marksmanship to the state of perfection, but this Chen family martial artist has three, no, counting the boxing techniques performed above, it is four.

"What an amazing understanding. Elder Tang Zhigu was amazed again.

"Yes, although this son has average physical talent, his understanding is still good. Elder Xing smiled.

"No matter how good his understanding is, he is not Jun Luo's opponent. Elder Tang Zhigu snorted coldly.

"Oh, not necessarily. "The outcome is undecided, and Elder Xing will not admit it.

The hidden dragon marksmanship is cultivated to Dacheng can exercise seventy percent of the body, and the power is naturally stronger than the eagle fencing method, etc., Chen Zong used the three swordsmanship to the extreme, so as to resist Tang Junluo's marksmanship attack and killing, and for a while, it was not distinguished, which also benefited from Chen Zong's uninterrupted training of the basic eighteen styles and the three words of fast, accurate and stable, so that Chen Zong's reaction was faster and more flexible, and the sword was faster, more accurate, more stable and more freewheeling.

Battle, Battle, Battle!

The shadow of the gun swept in all directions, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, flying straight to the sea of clouds and surging.

The sword light pierced the air, the sword shadows overlapped, and it swayed like a willow, suddenly turned into an eagle and flew up, killing and falling in an instant.

Gradually, Chen Zong had a new understanding of the three swordsmanship, and under the swing of the sword, the difference between the three swordsmanship seemed to gradually disappear, and there was a tendency to merge into one.

"The sword moves with your heart, and your mind is through, this son has a high talent for sword training. Tang Zhigu was surprised again, and a little jealous, why wasn't such a genius in the Tang family.

Although he still believes that Chen Zong is not as good as Tang Junluo, with this sword training talent and cultivating it, he is bound to become a master of swordsmanship, which is very important to any family.

Tang Junluo was shocked in his heart, he thought that with his own strength, he would be able to defeat the other party without carrying blood, but he never expected that it would be a draw, and gradually, the opponent's swordsmanship seemed to be getting more and more sophisticated, and there was a tendency to suppress himself.

"Panlong style!" he shouted in a low voice, and whirled around with his guns in both hands, blocking Chen Zong's iron sword, and with it, the blood qi was carried, and his skin turned red like a boiled prawn.

"Flying dragon style!" The spear swirled, swept out in an instant, under the terrifying power of 1,400 catties, it burst out with amazing power, and the momentum was terrifying, as if there was a roar of a giant beast, like a flying dragon soaring into the sky, shattering the clouds, and instantly shattering all the sword shadows......