Chapter Ninety-Five: The Challenge
The sky was darkened by dark clouds, and the rumbling thunder signaled a heavy rainstorm in the near future.
What is more dignified than the atmosphere outside is the atmosphere in the field, the three great masters came together this time, in order to prevent Zhou Huan from interfering.
It doesn't matter if a person's martial arts are strong, it doesn't matter how wise a person is and how much he is almost a demon, but if a person's martial arts are extremely strong, and his wisdom is almost a demon, the most important thing is that he knows how to restrain himself and does not abuse force, which is very terrifying.
For two hundred years, the most terrifying masters of the Demon Gate were not those who were famous, nor those who had brilliant achievements, on the contrary, some of the characters who were silent and did not even take the initiative to take action until they died, often caused great harm to the Nine Great Sects.
The heavy sword has no edge, and the good fight is useless, such a person is the most terrifying.
If possible, the Nine Great Sects didn't want to be enemies with Zhou Huan.
"The three seniors are really too modest, how can I, Wang Huan, intervene in the war between the Nine Great Sects and the Imperial Court?"
"Wang Huan, you are good at everything, but you are too hypocritical. β
Zhuo Feifei shook his head and pulled out the long sword in his hand.
"Let's compete here, you choose any one of the three of us, as long as we can defeat it, we won't interfere with your moves, but if you lose, how about promising not to do it within a month?"
This condition seems to be harsh, but it can't be overstated, now is the life and death of the Nine Great Sects, if it is really shameless, the three of them will besiege Zhou Huan as soon as they come up, even if it is Tang Yunniang's heyday, they must deal with it seriously, Zhou Huan's only choice is to turn around and run away.
"Won't you besiege?"
Zhou Huan looked a little curious.
"The age I am waiting for is several times higher than yours, if we still have to besiege in this case, the Nine Great Factions might as well die, Mr. Wang, the Nine Great Factions raised troops this time not only for their own ambitions, but also for the last resort. β
Of course, Zhou Huan knew that the imperial court needed more and more money, so he naturally set his target on the rich Nine Great Sects, and the Nine Great Sects felt that they were so poor that they couldn't open the pot, and at this time, the imperial court was still tossing, which was really unbearable.
The imperial court believed that the nine major factions were rich because their tenants and villages were vibrant, and ordinary people could eat meat twice a week, but such a rich place did not pay taxes to the imperial court well, and they also resisted the law violently, so it was naturally unbearable.
As for the issue of tax collection by the imperial court, the nine major factions think that they are already big taxpayers and super good people, and the appetite of the government cannot be satisfied at all, and if the government is let in, there will be big problems, etc., so the conflict between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger.
"Then, I choose Mr. Zhuo. β
Zhou Huan sighed leisurely and said to Zhuo Feifei.
"Why choose me?"
Zhuo Feifei looked a little puzzled, "Although among the three of us, my internal strength is the worst, but I am a swordsman, I am born to restrain you internal masters, plus my Bixiao Sword, don't you think it's better to change to someone else?"
Of course, Zhuo Feifei was not happy, Zhou Huan has never paid attention to any demeanor, and he definitely chose him because he felt that his strength was the weakest among the three people.
"No, the main thing is that I want to find a master who is similar to Chen Yunying to practice swords, in fact, she is not my wife, I was talking about playing that day. β
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Zhuo Feifei looked at Zhou Huan with the eyes of a dead man, "What are you talking about? You eat and live with her, and you actually say that you have nothing to do with her? Aren't you afraid that she will kill you?"
"Did Mr. Zhuo and Chen Yunying fight?"
"Now she's a little bit worse than me. β
Zhuo Feifei's words made the corners of Zhou Huan's mouth twitch, Chen Yunying was actually so powerful? For the sword god Zhuo Feifei to say such a thing, it is very likely that Chen Yunying has surpassed him!
"I'm afraid, so let's practice martial arts first!"
After saying this, Zhou Huan punched out hard!
This punch stirred up a thousand waves!
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Liu Jin watched the battle between Zhou Huan and Zhuo Feifei in a daze, no, it should be called a war.
The extraordinary Bixiao Sword is like a blue sky outside the sky, each sword hits the heavens and the earth as if it changes color, lightning is not enough to describe its fast, but it also has a strange beauty, and the nickname of his youth, the sword is like a swimming dragon, and the people are completely consistent with thousands of miles.
Zhuo Feifei had already changed twenty-three swordsmanship in an instant, and Liu Jin only recognized six of them, among which he was most familiar with the South China Sea swordsmanship.
It is a kind of sword that goes sideways, weird and unpredictable martial arts, and Liu Jin's Infernal Knife Technique is very similar, Liu Jin learned the Infernal Knife Technique, which pays attention to the balance between life and death, and then highlights the strange soldier and breaks the enemy with one sword.
Liu Jin thought that the sword technique had reached the extreme, and only by relying on water grinding could it be strengthened little by little, knowing that after seeing the extraordinary sword technique today, he knew that even if it was the most extreme and steep exercise, he could also practice a higher realm of neutrality and peace.
Even if the head of the South China Sea Sword Sect came, he could only bow down when he saw Zhuo Zhuo's extraordinary swordsmanship, and this person actually used twenty-three swordsmanship in a row, each of which was extremely amazing.
"If I can master one of them, I will be enough to ......"
Liu Jin didn't study Zhou Huan's martial arts, because it was simply miserable, and in the face of Zhuo's extraordinary sword qi flying, Zhou Huan's martial arts were very, very simple.
Punch, palm.
The fist is a hundred-step divine fist, and the palm is a splitting palm, two kinds of shallow internal martial arts in the rivers and lakes, under the blessing of strong internal force, like a sledgehammer and a stone wall, swing to Zhuo Feiwei.
One force to ten will be the truth that everyone knows, because people with strong strength can split Huashan hard, and the black tiger digging out the heart is the most direct martial arts attack with the shortest path, and Zhou Huan uses such a tactic.
There are countless flaws in his moves, but a few more palms can make up for it, and it really can't be made up, the duration of his strong true qi is like a tide, forming a whole, obviously a fatal flaw, but it has been sealed by the true qi.
There is no difference between a sturdy turtle shell and a dancing dripping sword!
"What would I do if I had such a strong martial arts?"
Liu Jin clenched his fists tightly, and the scenes of his acquaintance with Zhou Huan in the past appeared in front of his eyes one by one. The shame made his face flush slightly, because he now realized that since Zhou Huan knew him, he had never despised him because of his martial arts, including anyone he had seen.
"How can you have such a strong internal force?"
The people around looked at the battle between Zhou Huan and Zhuo Feifei, with all kinds of different realizations, but Zhuo Feifei in the field was the most surprised, everyone knew that Zhou Huan's internal strength was unparalleled in the world, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.
Fighting with this person, he felt that his opponent was like a natural disaster, like a tornado or a flood, endless, boundless, and mighty.
Do tornadoes and floods have moves, are there flaws?
Yes, but what moves do you need for a natural disaster? Do you need any fist intent? No, just crush it.
He couldn't help but think of the time when he was ravaged by Aunt Tang, the villain dressed as a man in black kept chasing him, making him use all his brain power and energy to deal with it, and making him force himself to improve again and again.
It seems that you can't do it without real effort.
"Edgeworthiness!"
The body retreated suddenly, and then the true qi of the whole body began to operate wildly, and the Bixiao Sword in Zhuo Feifei's hand turned into an afterimage, and countless rings appeared beside him.
Imperial swordsmanship, the supreme swordsmanship of the Huashan School, the most perfect combination of martial arts and true qi!