Yan Wuhui's opponent was still no sorrow or joy, guarding Fang Yuan, after a while, Yan Wuhui's attack gradually weakened, and the ferocity decreased slightly, but his opponent still did not make a move, very cautious. After Yan Wuhui's knife momentum dropped slightly, it began to become fierce again, there were more flaws in the moves, and the momentum gradually decreased, and after a while, Yan Wuhui stopped attacking with his knife, and he was actually ready to take a breath first.

After letting Yan Wuhui attack for more than ten minutes, the bald man didn't fight back, and when he saw that Yan Wuhui stopped, he began to take the initiative to attack. The bald man pressed the knife without firing, and approached Yan Wuhui with his deceptive footwork, which made it difficult to judge the offensive.

Yan Wuhui completely ignored the bald man's false moves, stood still, the bald man kept testing around Yan Wuhui, but Yan Wuhui still didn't react. The bald man was not in a hurry, and between the changes in footwork, he kicked the ice cubes on the ground towards Yan Wuhui, but Yan Wuhui didn't pay attention to them at all, and let the hard ice cubes fall on his body, like a wooden man.

Seeing that Yan Wuhui didn't pay attention to it at all, the bald man was very calm, and after a while, he also stopped, stood on Yan Wuhui's right back, and stopped moving.

The situation in the ring has become very strange, as if acting, you play a part, I play a part, and rest after the performance.

The two of them were calm, but the long-haired man who had been fighting for a long time couldn't hold his breath, and between his palms, he had already grabbed a piece of ice the size of a millstone and smashed it at Yan Wuhui, at this time, the bald man's eyes lit up.

The ice cube of the grinding disc roared and smashed towards Yan Wuhui, Yan Wuhui did not look back, the knife flashed, and the ice cube was smashed, and the broken ice cube fell all over his face. At this moment, the bald man moved, his footsteps turned sharply, and a gray afterimage appeared, silently appearing on Yan Wuhui's left back, and with a slash, it turned out to be a slash without drawing the knife, even with the knife sheathed.

Yan Wuhui knocked the knife and slammed it on the sheath, and the sword-like light poured down from the sheath of the bald man, seeing that Yan Wuhui was about to splash three feet of blood, but Yan Wuhui seemed to have expected it, the ice and snow were flying, and the retreat just hit the bald man's arms, hitting the bald wrist, and the sword-like light lost its light, barely dragging Yan Wuhui's back, and the blood splashed.

With one blow, he dodged Yan Wuhui's elbow blow, and the bald head wanted to use the force of the collision to open the distance, but Yan Wuhui did everything possible to wait for this close opportunity, which allowed him to escape.

The bald head thought that Yan Wuhui's footwork was not as flexible as him, and he would definitely be able to open the distance, but the truth surprised him, Yan Wuhui followed him like a shadow, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal between square inches, and Yan Wuhui, who seemed to be exhausted, was even more fierce than before, and the storm-like attacks did not stop, and his head was already at a disadvantage in a blink of an eye.

From the previous temptation, Yan Wuhui knew that this person had been hiding the knife, he must have wanted to succeed in one blow and leave his strength to deal with the remaining person, he remembered what the person above had said: Without the consciousness of burying the tiger's den, how can he slaughter the tiger.

With his body as bait, he calculated the other party's calculations, and finally led the tiger out of the hole.

The sound of the blade clashing was continuous, and the bald man had superb knife skills, and he was even more than Yan Wuhui, but unfortunately he didn't have Yan Wuhui to fight hard, and he didn't let others cut him and cut him again.

The bald head lost, Yan Wuhui stabbed him three times, he was stabbed by Yan Wuhui once, Yan Wuhui was still standing, but he fell.

The bald head fell, Yan Wuwu didn't have time to catch his breath, and the long-haired man was already in front of him. This man's thoughts are obvious, I don't join forces with others, but I won't let go of the opportunity.

The bloody battle resumed, and the long-haired man practiced the eight-pole arm, and his fighting style was like Yan Wuhui, fierce and ferocious. Yan Wuhui was injured, he was already at a disadvantage, but he didn't back down at all, the knife came and went, the knife light was vertical and horizontal, the fist wind was whistling, after a few moves, Yan Wuhui didn't take precautions, and was thrown on the face by the long-haired man's long hair, and his whole face was torn by the long hair, and the blood flowed all over his face.

suffered a heavy blow, Yan Wuhui was crazy, every move was desperate, the long-haired man responded calmly, not giving an inch, after a few moves, Yan Wuhui was hit hard by the long-haired man, grabbing a piece of meat on the opponent's shoulder.

Injuries for injuries, life for life, Yan Wuhui was really desperate, the long-haired man's fist fell on Yan Wuhui's body, as if beating a drum, Yan Wuhui didn't know how many injuries he had been injured all over his body, and I was afraid that there would be a bucket of blood spit out.

Fight madness with madness, control ruthlessness with ruthlessness, seeing that Yan Wuhui is ruthless, the long-haired man is determined to fight to win Yan Wuhui.

The extremely tragic battle made everyone frightened, blood was sprinkled all over the ring, and Yan Wuhui's blood seemed to be inexhaustible.

Long hair died, he broke Yan Wuhui's shoulder blade with a punch, Yan Wuhui slashed one of his arms with a knife, blood spurted out three feet high, Yan Wuhui didn't give him a chance to stop the bleeding until he shed the last drop of blood.

desperately bald head, and desperate long hair, Yan Wuhui was promoted, but everyone felt that he couldn't survive the next round.

Turning his head, he glanced at Chu Xiang with indifferent eyes, Yan Wuhui dragged his seriously injured body out of the ring area, and his fierce eyes frightened away the doctor who went to treat him, and the doctor did not dare to step forward, did not dare to approach this injured lone wolf.

"Don't you persuade then?" Shi Wuzheng looked at Yan Wuhui and said in the direction of leaving.

"The path he chooses for himself can only be walked by him alone." Chu Xiangdao seemed to sigh again.

Chu Xiang knew that Yan Wuhui would not die, if he died, he would not be Yan Wuhui, how could a person with an awakened demon body die so easily, and this person was Yan Wuhui, who had always survived in death.

The last game is another battle of the strong, one person killed, one seriously injured, and the lightly injured advance.

The games in the No. 17 ring are all over, after the baptism of the two top masters, both of them have gained, and no longer go to watch the other rings that have not ended, Shi Wuzheng just broke through and went back to the Nanhua Villa to retreat, and at the same time prepared to deal with the crisis that Chu Xiang's martial arts may cause.

Chu Xiang glanced at the scattered crowd around him and walked back to the city. Although the life and death in the ring are tragic, compared with the struggle for survival, it is just a drop in the bucket, and I am used to seeing the misery of the world, and my heart is gradually cold, and I will not be touched by it at all.

At this time, it was only half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early in the afternoon, but Chu Xiang arrived at the Half Moon Pavilion early. There are not many people near the Half Moon Pavilion, this is a relatively remote and desolate place, inaccessible, and the surrounding environment has a gloomy feeling.

It is probably rare for someone to arrive early to talk about martial arts, and the person who listens to the lecture has not yet come, just like in class, the teacher always comes after the students have arrived, how can any teacher go to the classroom to wait for the students first.

Chu Xiang was not in a hurry, he sat cross-legged in the pavilion, meditating on the photo of Lu Feng and Liu Boyong just now, there were already some people outside, seeing Chu Xiang, looking at him outside the pavilion, and after confirming that it was Chu Xiang, they all found a good place to sit down outside the pavilion and waited quietly.

Eldest Sun Yue once asked Chu Xiang why he chose to be here. This place is a special place for Chu Xiang, this is the first time he has come, but this place has a lot to do with him, Duan Meng was kidnapped by the people of the Mountain Guest Alliance, and the other party asked to meet here, Leng Ruyue and Nan Zhongdao also killed the kidnapper here, this is a place that made him involved in the turmoil.

The incident that once caused a storm in the city, the Shanke Alliance regained face, but the murderer could not be found, which led to the formation of an antagonism between the Shanke Alliance and the Zun Buddha Association, and now has a close relationship with Duan Meng, and Chu Xiang, who has unfathomable martial arts, chose to talk about martial arts here, and the day before he also beat the people of the Shanke Alliance, and the Shanke Alliance thought with his toes that Chu Xiang must be a person who was close to this matter, and it was not as simple as having a good relationship with Duan Meng.

Chu Xiangxuan's meaning of speaking here is obvious, this matter is related to me, if you want to find trouble, just come, take it together.

As time went by, there were more and more people outside the pavilion, and the snowflakes fell, painting the first people to a white color, and the people who came later saw this, and they all sat cross-legged around the pavilion and waited quietly.

Before today's event, Chu Xiang was only a slightly famous master, but after today's event, he was already a super master who occupied a place in the world's armed forces. Relieved the siege of the three marrow refining masters, and the terrifying atmosphere when he confronted Lu Feng, all showed Chu Xiang's super strength, such a peak martial artist with strong strength openly talked about martial arts, who didn't want to come and take a look, even if it was a marrow refining master, he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

People have a herd mentality, especially under the influence of a special environment. The surroundings of the Wind and Rain Pavilion were very quiet, and the slightly gloomy atmosphere was much softer after the crowd gathered, and some of the people who had just come to speak loudly found that everyone was sitting quietly, feeling a little embarrassed, and they all quieted down.

They are all people who survived the bloody rain, everyone has a bad spirit, sitting here quietly at this time, everyone found that it seems that the evil energy on the body is gone, the heart is unprecedentedly quiet and peaceful, and the snowflakes seem to have a trace of poetry.

There are more and more people around the pavilion, the black pressure is a piece of people's heads, and the people in the inner layer are all white, and the number of people is still increasing. Sitting in the crowd, Changsun Yue found that he couldn't do all the things he wanted to do, and he became one of the others, no different from the others.

More and more masters came, and when it was almost four o'clock, a slender young man appeared on a balcony in the south, with a majestic face, and a deep and majestic demeanor between his demeanor, and his breath was faintly opposite to Chu Xiang, obviously a top master.

In the blink of an eye, it was four o'clock, and Chu Xiang was still sitting there without moving, and he had no intention of speaking. It's a bit strange that the time has come for the lecture to begin, but the speaker doesn't move. There were still people coming, seeing that Chu Xiang did not speak martial arts, some people left with a few words of disdain, and some people sat down and blended into the crowd of people who were meditating.

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere was intoxicating, and after four o'clock and more than twenty minutes, this silence was finally broken, and Chu Xiang's voice gradually sounded; I bowed my head and closed my ears, my original intention was not to enter the world, but the sky descended on the disaster, the world changed greatly, and my heart had no place to return, so I had to do extraordinary. Yu Sanjiu knows the destiny of heaven, and it is difficult to be a fan of arrogance and fame, let alone a confusing. Thinking about ancient and modern times, the so-called sages are not consistent, and there are many transgressions.

Therefore, it is said: The sage is not effective enough, the sage is not enough to imitate, I am also me, I do it with my heart, the devil is not, the demon is not, the success is the success, the defeat is the defeat, do the best, listen to the destiny of heaven, and that's it. If the heavens are unkind, why should they destroy it, and if the earth is unjust, why should they be destroyed.

The strong are fearless, indomitable, my way, not the right way, is the extreme way, forging the extreme of body and mind, and becoming a shocking will, so I sit down, regardless of people, demons, demons, witches, good and evil, do not distinguish between races, do not set up sects, but if you are willing to learn, you can listen to the lecture.

Whatever I wish, you can achieve supreme merit, defeat me in the palm of your hand, strengthen the Chinese bloodline, and stretch for generations. ”

The voice gradually rose and clearly entered the ears of everyone, and between the words, the breath fluctuated with the words, and those who could not understand felt their breath, and they actually had the feeling of understanding.

Chu Xiang's voice was loud and penetrated into everyone's hearts, and suddenly, someone in the crowd sitting on the ground raised his hand, breaking the harmony.

The one who raised his hand was a thin middle-aged man, and when he felt Chu Xiang's inquiring eyes, the thin man said a little nervously, "I don't understand." ”

When a sentence came out, it was as if a stone was thrown down on the calm lake, and it suddenly became chaotic and quiet. Looking at what this person is wearing, Chu Xiangzhi is clear, there are not many people who can understand the text, this person is a typical hard-working migrant worker, it is normal not to understand, this passage is actually clear or not, it doesn't matter, it's just his perception of the first 20 years of his life, and it is enough to feel the meaning he conveyed.

Chu Xiang nodded slightly, the middle-aged man sat down, and the rippling lake calmed down again, and the atmosphere returned to its previous quiet and peaceful.

"Martial arts, there is no way to take a trick, the sky has sent disasters, making it difficult for us to survive, but it has also given us better conditions for practicing martial arts than before, and now the upper limit of our physical strength is much higher than before the great change, and people who practice martial arts in the past must spend a lot of time to hone their bodies in order to practice a strong physique, but now our bodies are strong, and this part of the kung fu can save most of the ......"

Chu Xiang changed to a straightforward vernacular text, summarized the outline of martial arts training after the great change, explained the level of martial arts, started from the lowest level of rectification, and described the key points of martial arts training in the most direct and simple way, and practiced the professor on the spot.

The art of martial arts techniques is a treasured secret passed down from generation to generation in the family sect, and the obscure mantra practice method was described by Chu Xiang in straightforward language, which benefited everyone a lot. Most of these people who came to listen to the lecture were survivors of the struggle to survive at the bottom, and they all relied on the experience summed up in the usual fighting to survive, how could someone have taught them, and now someone told them so, telling them how to go on the real road, combined with their own experience and the road explained by Chu Xiang, under the confirmation of the two, they suddenly understood a lot of key points.

Whether it is orthodox technical training, or the fighting techniques summarized by instinct, they are all the same starting point and the same goal, but the former has been summarized by the ancestors, and it is more refined and correct, and the latter is not complicated enough, and it is natural to use the experience of the former to guide the latter.

The whole martial arts process was very smooth, in the snow, Chu Xiang didn't stop until ten o'clock in the evening, but the crowd was still reluctant to leave, around the pavilion, Chu Xiang answered many people's questions, until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the crowd was reluctant to leave, Chu Xiang expected that the people who came to stir up the situation did not appear, it seems that there will be no thing that Shi Wuzheng and the two are worried about, but there are a lot of powerful breaths around, which is beyond his expectations.

After explaining, Chu Xiang said to the eldest grandson: "Go and find the person who spoke at the beginning." ”

The eldest Sun Yue in the crowd heard Chu Xiang's words and nodded and left.

When Chu Xiang got up and was about to leave the Half Moon Pavilion, a majestic voice came from the south: "Shaoxing Sun Ying pays a visit." ”