Chapter 297: The Battle of the Martial Arena

Zhou Shizhun saw Xu Ziling like this, his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer.

Is the old man's double mace so easy to break?!

The wrist suddenly flipped over, and the hand holding the mace suddenly changed into a palm, and it hit the tail of the shovel strongly, and the strength and speed of the iron shovel spike also increased suddenly.

But his figure suddenly moved forward, blinked to the bottom of Xu Ziling, and kicked out suddenly upward.

Xu Ziling was restrained by the iron shovel that suddenly rushed out of his palms and was close to his heart, and he couldn't free his hands to deal with this sudden kick.

Zhou Shizhun's kick was so powerful that the people sitting on the viewing platform heard the explosion of the kick breaking the air, and Hua Yu, who was indifferent, couldn't help but condense his eyes slightly.

Although he believed that Xu Ziling would not be defeated, after all, he could not personally feel the situation Xu Ziling was in, and a trace of worry naturally rose under the visual effects.

Xu Ziling, who was attacked by this, felt more obviously, and he also felt the power of Zhou Shizhun's kick more clearly.

The true qi in his body surged, trying his best to block the iron shovel that rushed forward under that palm.

At the same time, his eyes suddenly became foggy.

"Reincarnation—Confusion!"

An ethereal and leisurely voice rang out.

Hua Yu's slightly condensed eyes became relaxed again, and as soon as the wheel trick came out, this crisis would dissipate.

Zhou Shijun, who had already kicked at Hua Yu's chest and abdomen, suddenly lost his mind, and his mind came up with the best boyhood, and his body that kicked in the air stagnated slightly.

This stagnation gave Xu Ziling a chance to breathe, and his body in the air took this opportunity to stand upright, perpendicular to the iron wedge held by his palms.

"Spiritual secret method?!" Zhou Shizhun who woke up from his loss of consciousness was shocked.

You must know that anyone who enters the innate realm can come into contact with spiritual power, but the exercises for cultivating spiritual power are extremely rare, and the owners are all secret, and the spiritual secret methods that can be used for attacks are even rarer.

Spiritual power is strange and invisible, killing people without seeing blood, but cultivation is also extremely difficult, unless it is some people who are born with extraordinary talents, or people who have a strong understanding of heaven and earth, or take pills and spiritual objects such as "Replenishing Divine Pill", spiritual power can far exceed rapid advance.

And even if most people have the method of cultivation, they can only slowly temper it with water grinding kung fu.

The Zhou family has a long heritage, and there is also a spiritual cultivation method in the family, Zhou Shizhun has been in the congenital for many years, and he is a family lineage, so he naturally cultivates all year round.

It's just that he has average talent in this area, and although he has achieved something, he can only be used as an auxiliary, far from being enough to attack the secret method.

But it also happened to give him a certain ability to resist the mental attacks of others.

Zhou Shizun, who was sober from Xu Ziling's "Wheel Twisting Technique", instantly reacted that he had fallen into the opponent's spiritual secret method, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, if he hadn't had the upper hand and the opponent couldn't fight back, then his loss of concentration just now would be enough for him to kill his opponent.

In an instant, the importance of Xu Ziling was raised to a higher level, and he kept his mind tightly in case he was shaken by Xu Ziling's spiritual secret method again, but his feet were even faster.

Hua Yu, who stood upright, immediately loosened his palms, and the iron shovel did not stop, and flew out in an instant, but his palms were pressed horizontally, facing the kick that Zhou Shijun kicked on.

Bang!

The strong waves were surging, but fortunately, the ground and walls in this martial arts arena were clean and clean, and they did not cause dust and smoke to fly.

Xu Ziling took advantage of the situation to rise more than two meters, and Zhou Shizhun was also forced to retreat with a high palm.

Zhou Shizhun did not retreat, but a spin, with the help of the force, rushed forward, his right hand reached out, and steadily held the iron wedge that flew forward into his hand.

With both gongs in hand, he turned around and raised his head, and jumped up.

"Double Heaven!"

This is Zhou Shizun's famous mastery of the offensive and defensive tricks in the "Tuotian Gong Method".

The double mace strikes upwards at a mysterious angle, shaped like holding the sky, there is a momentum of supporting the sky, there is naturally an unstoppable strong force, the fierce power is held up, and the naked eye can see that the air above the double mace is squeezed into layers of violent air waves.

Xu Ziling's upward momentum stopped, his figure began to fall downward, his palms changed, and he saw dense palm shadows.

"Flying Immortals into the Sea!"

The voice is ethereal, like a fairy descending to mortal dust.

The second style of "Three Cactus in the Blue Sea" is also the strongest move that Xu Ziling can currently know.

The momentum of the volley falling into the air coincides with the meaning of the flying immortal entering the sea, the intention is compatible, and the palm is heavier, this palm seems to break through the boundary of the sea and the sky, not like the power of mortal dust.

Zhou Shizhun has reached the peak of the momentum of the two gongs, and the palms are getting closer and closer, and the power contained in each other's palms can be felt more clearly.

With his palms falling, Xu Ziling's eyes were calm, and at this moment, there were only two giant pythons rushing straight towards him, opening their huge mouths to swallow him.

This is the shape that Zhou Shizhun saw in his heart, turning into a python and rising from the sky.

Such as a giant python, it does have the posture of holding the sky, but in Xu Ziling's eyes, it is just an opponent who wants to be destroyed under his palm.

The palm and the mace finally collided, one to the other, and one to the other.

The two were in the air, but they suddenly gave people a sense of froze, and then suddenly separated.

Rumble!

Zhou Shizhun fell faster than Fang Cai's jump, and Xu Ziling flew out diagonally in the air.

The two fierce forces collided, making a loud noise, and the strong waves scattered, hitting the surrounding walls and rushing back, and the boom reverberated endlessly.

Under the impetus of each other's strength, Xu Ziling flew diagonally very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the edge of the martial arts arena, the soles of his feet quickly pressed against the wall, his legs squatted, and his palms also slapped against the wall with his backhand, and the whole person seemed to be squatting on the wall.

In this way, Xu Ziling unloaded the huge force of the palms, turned over, and landed lightly.

Zhou Shizhun fell straight to the ground, his body was like a bow, his feet stepped on the ground, and the foot on the vertical ground actually stepped on the green steel stone under his feet with an obvious footprint.

Stabilizing his figure, holding his hands and hanging on the ground, he looked at Xu Ziling and said slowly:

"Having such strength at a young age is indeed extraordinary, if you are given another ten years, the old man is afraid that he will not be your opponent. ”

Xu Ziling was dressed in a green shirt, but he just stretched out his right hand to make an inviting gesture, and said lightly:

"Please!"

Zhou Shizhun's calm eyes were cold, his original intention was to give Xu Ziling psychological pressure through verbal confrontation, but he didn't want to be directly ignored and provoked.

Now that he has gotten off this martial arts arena, why bother with his old age.

Besides, such an opponent is exactly what Xu Ziling desires, and the palm just now made him have a deeper understanding of the trick of "Flying Immortals into the Sea".

He was in need of more pressure to promote his comprehension of this technique, and how could he pay attention to Zhou Shizhun's careful thoughts.

After just a few moves, neither of them had the intention of testing or hiding their strength, and it was a trick as soon as they made a move.

But it was only a close match, and Zhou Shizhun still had a slight upper hand.

Zhou Shizhun moved his mouth, his heart did calm down, and the idea of wanting to quickly end the battle and fight the chief inspector was immediately pressed into the deepest part of his heart.

This one, I'm afraid, is a protracted battle.

With a shake of the double, Zhou Shizhun put a gong across the front of his abdomen, and dragged his back diagonally, and said:

"Then let the old man see how much strength you have. ”

A trace of excitement flashed in Xu Ziling's eyes, and it disappeared in an instant, becoming calm and waveless.

The afterimage flickered, but he didn't dodge, but instead bullied him head-on, and it was another trick of Biluo Immortal Dance, and his palms were violently slapped.

The two of them are of equal strength, and they are also extremely rich in combat experience, and the battle is extremely fierce, and the walls of the blue steel and stone mixed with molten iron are full of traces of iron shovels, as well as the palm prints left by Xu Ziling's palms.

One hour, two hours, three hours, both of them were already sweating their clothes, and their breathing became faintly heavy.

But looking at each other's eyes, they are extremely bright.

Xu Ziling's palms were more round and smooth, but one arm was drooping, which had been broken by an iron shovel.

Zhou Shizhun was not easy, there was an obvious palm print on his waist, and the change of body shape was a little slower than before.

The palms collided again, and each was knocked several meters away.

On the strong top viewing platform, Hua Yu, whose fingers were tapping on the armrest of the wheelchair, suddenly made a sound.

"Stop it!"

Xu Ziling and Zhou Shizhun stopped their intent to rush forward, but they neither answered nor attacked again, but put on the defensive, staring at each other vigilantly and seriously.

Hua Yu continued:

"The two have been fighting for more than three hours, but there is no winner or loser, even if it continues, I am afraid that this is the situation. The competition is just a point-to-point end, Elder Zhou, why don't you just stop there, how about a draw?"

This suggestion is very realistic and extremely beneficial to the General Inspection Office, but it is harmful to the Zhou family.

It's just that Zhou Shizhun is not a person who doesn't know the situation, and he also knows that with his current situation, there is no hope of winning.

Moreover, after a long fight, he also understood that Xu Ziling's cultivation method was extremely fast, even if his cultivation was slightly inferior to him, but after a long time, he was afraid that he would be in danger of defeat.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Shizhun slowly put away his posture, took a long breath, circulated the true qi for a week, recovered his color a little, looked up at Hua Yu, and said:

"According to what the lord of the flower mansion said. What does Xu Lingshi think?"

Xu Ziling also put away his posture and said with a faint smile:

"Elder Zhou's double skills are indeed worthy of his reputation, and I hope that there will be opportunities to ask for advice in the future. ”