After the three of Ling Chen's martial arts monuments were named, this year's martial arts conference also came to an end.

This is known as the most prosperous martial arts conference in hundreds of years, and the geniuses that have emerged can be said to be countless, the competition is wonderful, and the intensity of confrontation is high, which is also rare in previous martial arts conferences.

All kinds of peerless geniuses, like a blowout eruption. Both in terms of quantity and quality, it is far beyond the previous editions.

The name Ling Chen has undoubtedly become the two most dazzling words in this martial arts conference, not only won the first place in the conference, shaking the past and the present, but also with the help of the power of the dragon vein, repelled the demon people who came to attack.

Now in the entire Thunder Capital, most people are talking about the topic of Ling Chen.

Within one day, Lei Zhi has never heard of Ling Chen's people are only ignorant children, and within three days, the cities within a radius of thousands of miles from the thunder capital have known the results of this martial arts conference, if nothing else, within a month, the name of Ling Chen will spread all over the country, and in three months, the name of Ling Chen will spread to the entire five countries.

At the age of seventeen, he was the first in the martial arts conference, and he couldn't make a sensation if he didn't want to.

On the top floor of the Leiming Restaurant, there is an astrological platform, and next to it is a garden in the sky, with beautiful lakes and mountains.

In the center of the garden, there is a pavilion built in the middle of the lake, the highest floor of the pavilion, five figures leisurely drinking tea, surrounded by pillars, there is no wall to block the view, and the eyes can easily see the beautiful scenery outside.

"Nice place."

Ling Chen nodded, this kind of place is almost not inferior to the hanging garden of the original Sword Conference, and it is indeed the most suitable for tea and Taoism.

"Tut, at the age of seventeen, he became the king of the younger generation, I think at the beginning, it was the most talented Feiyue sister among us, and it was only at the age of nineteen that she reached the top of the martial arts conference."

"Ling Xu's son" Su Ziling looked at Ling Chen with a smile, with a hippie smile, and his eyes were like observing a sword.

"Su Ziling, who is Sister Feiyue, do you want to die?"

As soon as Su Ziling's words fell, a touch of silver-white edge was placed on his neck.

"Hehe, Sister Feiyue, anger is easy to hurt the liver, it's just a title, why worry about it."

Su Ziling kept smiling on one side, and on the other hand, he reached out and grabbed the sword around his neck and removed it from his neck.

"Fame does not mean high achievement, people who became famous in the early years and later became obscure are many people in the rivers and lakes."

Mo Tianya, the "cold-blooded spear god" who had not spoken, spoke, his voice was cold and harsh, and he spoke unceremoniously.

"Ling Chen, don't mind, this guy talks like this to anyone."

Liu Feiyue was afraid that Ling Chen would be angry, so she hurriedly said.

"Senior Mo is right."

Ling Chen shook his head and smiled, he naturally wouldn't get angry because he heard this kind of thing, and what the other party said was right, martial arts is so big, he became famous in the early days, and there are indeed many geniuses who fell halfway through.

Like a typical person on the rivers and lakes, known as "Zhongyong Gongzi", he stepped into the realm of the great grandmaster at the age of fifteen, which shook the entire martial arts at that time, but since then, this "Zhongyong Gongzi" is proud and complacent, does not want to forge ahead, and abandons the cultivation of martial arts.

Since then, most of the peerless geniuses in the martial arts have taken "Zhongyong Gongzi" as a lesson from the past, and they dare not give birth to the slightest laziness.

"Okay, with all that said, it's time for us to get down to business."

At this time, "Bai Xuanjun" Yun Qinghong spoke, he inspected the four of them in a circle, and then said: "The champion of the martial arts conference and the four masters of the world are arguing, this is the usual practice of every martial arts conference, the three of you, who to start with?" ”

The champion of the martial arts conference is different every time, but the "four heroes of the world" are not fixed four people, and the personnel will also change, the "four heroes of the world" are the four best people of the entire martial arts youth generation, if someone is better than them, they can naturally replace them.

"I'll do it first!"

Mo Tianya's body moved, swept out of the pavilion, and his body quickly and steadily landed on the surface of the lake, rippling with a layer of ripples.

Burst!

Mo Tianya's skill was so fast that people's eyes couldn't keep up, and with just a movement of his palm, his spear had already cut through the lake, leaving a very sharp arc-shaped trace.

The arc-shaped trace seemed to be imprinted on the surface of the lake, and the surrounding water was constantly surging, trying to fill this trace, but it was never able to do so, and was blocked by the side.

"It's gunfire!"

Ling Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and from that arc-shaped water mark, he felt an extremely tenacious gun intent.

The sword has the sword intent, the knife has the sword intent, the gun has the gun intent, and even the fist intent, the palm intent, and the eighteen kinds of martial arts, often have their own unique artistic conception, and the key depends on how the martial artist learns and how to use it.

Everyone's martial arts artistic conception has its own characteristics, such as Ling Chen's landscape sword intent, which is outstanding, elegant, and boundless sword intent, which is ruthless and indifferent, and the Mo Tianya in front of him, the gun intent gives people a sense of perseverance and perseverance.

"This is my best marksmanship, Shura Hundred Battles marksmanship!"

Mo Tianya tread the water, and he made a lot of effort, and his every shot and every step was very meaningful.

It seems to be like a Shura, invincible in a hundred battles, fighting frantically, fighting until the last breath, the last drop of blood.

"Dacheng Peak Gun Intent!"

It is not difficult for Ling Chen to see that Mo Tianya's attainments in marksmanship are extremely high, even if he does not practice marksmanship, but all kinds of martial arts have the same goal, so that many sparks of inspiration burst out in his mind, and there is the possibility of understanding at any time.

Standing with his hands closed, Mo Tianya floated into the pavilion, put away his gun and sat down.

"Mo Tianya, since you are the most proud swordsmanship as soon as you make a move, then I can't take advantage of you."

Su Ziling laughed, and then flew out of the pavilion.

His body is like a strong wind, treading water, walking on the ground, leaving a series of afterimages on the surface of the lake.

"What a speed!"

Ling Chen was taken aback, this Su Ziling's speed was simply unbelievable.

"Points!"

The figure suddenly stopped in the middle of the lake, Su Ziling suddenly shouted, his body was divided into five, five into ten, and ten Su Ziling appeared on the surface of the lake.

"Nine doppelgangers?!"

Ling Chen's mouth couldn't help but widen, at the martial arts conference, the Four Elephant Phantoms of the Vientiane Gongzi were already considered clever, but there were only three clones, and now Su Ziling actually made nine clones at a time, which was incredible.

Of course, this is not to say that the martial arts of the Four Elephant Phantoms of the Vientiane Gate are not good, but that the prince of Vientiane has not cultivated this martial art to the highest level, and Su Ziling has obviously cultivated this secret art of clone.

(End of chapter)