Changing the soup but not the medicine, it is clear that he still wants to show his horsepower. Since you want to fight, then why drag the mud and water, and pretend to say what sword dancing to help the fun? Isn't it a waste of time to try to come and go with each other in the clouds and mountains? In Chen Sheng's opinion, this kind of behavior is really ridiculously naïve. He sneered and said bluntly: "What kind of sword to dance?" Aren't you just looking for someone to fight? Okay, I'll fight you. He took off his robe casually, revealing a perfect body that had been tempered for thousands of years, and strode off the table, like a dragon going to sea, with a compelling momentum.

The weapon he was carrying with him could not be taken out openly, and Chen Sheng casually took a spear from one of the guards in the main hall. Walk to the middle of the field and stand still. Wrist shake. The tip of the spear tore through the air as it landed, causing a piercing screech. The spear blade reversed the light of the lights and candles around it, and even more rippled out of ten thousand spear shadows. Suddenly, the room was full of cold, and everyone such as the King of Qi, the second prince, and Zhongsun Long couldn't help but tighten the clothes on their bodies.

Chen Sheng said that he would fight, and he refused to go around even the slightest circle, and directly exposed Zhongsun Xuanhua's intentions. Zhongsun Xuanhua was caught off guard. Suddenly, he felt so embarrassed that he had been interrupted from his planned steps, as if there was no room for his limbs, hands and feet. Although he hurriedly walked over to confront Chen Sheng, after all, he had already lost the upper hand in terms of momentum, and he lost first before he officially fought.

After all, Zhongsun Xuanhua was one of the top swordsmen in the Qi Kingdom. Although he lost the opportunity, he did not panic, and was determined to knock Chen Sheng down cleanly in the next battle and save the game beautifully. He froze and tried to take a few steps back, distance himself to defuse his opponent's momentum, and then attack with a thunderous momentum.

Unexpectedly, Zhongsun Xuanhua's footsteps had just moved, and suddenly he felt that the other party's spear was pointing obliquely at the vital point on his body, and if he walked again, he would inevitably be exposed. When the time comes, the spear will stab with lightning strikes, and it is very likely that one move will kill you. Of course, if he wants to kill like this, Chen Sheng must also be desperate and will not stay behind. When a move is issued, it will no longer have the slightest defense.

In other words, as long as Chen Sheng misses with one blow and can't kill Zhongsun Xuanhua, then he can only let Zhongsun Xuanhua's share of the fish. It's really either you who die, or I die! But the question is...... Chen Sheng dared to gamble with his life, but Zhongsun Xuanhua was not mentally prepared to do so at all. In an instant, he was drenched in cold sweat, at a loss, and didn't know what to do.

In Zhongsun Xuanhua's view, the tactics adopted by Chen Sheng were very dangerous. But in Chen Sheng's own opinion, he didn't expect anything dangerous or not. He just knew that with this tactic, he could defeat the enemy and achieve victory in the most efficient way, and that's it.

Just the difference in mentality is enough to determine a lot of things. The master has made a move, and the competition is not only the weapons and feet, the speed of the body, the size of the liliang and so on. The contest of momentum, will, and wit is equally important. A brave man is fearless, and a person suffers from gains and losses, then under the elimination of the other's strengths, the number of victories and defeats is naturally self-evident.

At this moment, even though the two sides were still seven steps away from each other, and the spears and swords had not crossed hands for half a time, Zhongsun Xuanhua had completely succumbed to the upper hand and could only support it. The disadvantages are so obvious that even people who don't know martial arts can see them clearly. If Chen Sheng broke out now, at most within three moves, Zhongsun Xuanhua would be able to suffer the scourge of a spear piercing his chest and staining the hall with blood.

But it is not surprising that such a victory was achieved. For Chen Sheng, it is even more boring. So suddenly, his mind moved slightly, and he slashed the spear in one arm, the tip of which was raised high into the sky, pointing straight at the dome of the hall. In an instant, Zhongsun Xuanhua suddenly had a strange feeling, only to feel that this Chen Sheng suddenly surged out of his body, like a mountain, like a mountain, tall and strong. Even the legendary giant of Kuafu seems to be a little shorter compared to it. And in front of him, he is even more like ants and mosquitoes, small and humble.

This kind of weirdness is unprecedented. In a moment, Zhongsun Xuanhua sweated like pulp, his legs trembled, and his fighting spirit was gone. Only feel that Chen Sheng's qi is getting stronger and stronger, standing up to the sky and the earth, and standing tall. He subconsciously had difficulty breathing, and he almost fell to his knees. What's going on? Could it be that this Chen Sheng will make the demon law not work?

Zhongsun Xuanhua was shallow and ugly, and mistakenly thought that this was a demon law. In fact, this shijie has no demons and immortals at all, but where does the demon law come from? What Chen Sheng made is actually the deepest idea kung fu in martial arts - borrowing phase!

Pretending to use ideas to create extremely realistic imagination can not only urge oneself to make strong movements beyond the usual level, but also affect the minds of others, and its skills are superb, which is an extremely mysterious and profound realm in martial arts.

The practice of traditional martial arts is roughly divided into three levels: "qi", "mind", and "spirit". Qi is the innate true strength and internal strength. Of course, it is not another special energy in the body, it is purely the body's non-lossless superimposed muscles, and the traditional saying that the nerves are anti-shè beyond ordinary people. This level of cultivation pays attention to the coordination of the body and the sensitivity of sensitivity, which is purely a matter of the first level.

As for God, also known as God, it is only an ideal level of subjective pursuit, and there is no objective standard. How to enter the wonderful realm, can only be understood but not spoken, can be understood but not sought.

There is no need to say much about these two realms for the time being, just talk about this meaning. It's a skill at the level of the mind. Among them, the most commonly used is "borrowing phase".

You must know that the human body itself has extremely powerful potential, but it is not easy to exert it under ordinary circumstances, and these potentials can only be displayed when you are in a special environment. And borrowing is to create an extremely realistic imagination by pretending to be an idea, and then urging the body to make strong movements and moves beyond the usual level.

Borrowings are just an umbrella name, and there are a variety of different techniques under them. For example, you can imagine that your limbs become springs to increase the burst of jumping and moving; You can also imagine your body turning into rock or metal to build up your defenses; Or it can simulate various scenarios such as thunder, landslides, and fierce beasts, and stimulate the momentum and liliang of attacks. If you practice to the deepest point, you can even completely defeat the enemy's inner battle intent with your momentum alone, which can be said to be amazing, so that it is incredible.

To perform the art of borrowing, you must first have a copy template. The so-called reading 10,000 books is better than traveling 10,000 miles. If you want to become a real master, you can't practice hard at home behind closed doors. Therefore, in the ten years since his debut, Chen Sheng has traveled to many famous mountains and rivers all over Shijie. But among them, the most impressive is always the mountains and rivers of China, and the "five mountains" leave the deepest impression.

The so-called five mountains are Mount Tai in the east, Mount Heng in the south, Mount Hua in the west, Mount Heng in the north, and Mount Song in the middle. Each of the five mountains has its own characteristics, and each can be borrowed to generate different phases. At this moment, what Chen Sheng borrowed was the head of the five mountains, the law of Dongyue Taishan.

Mount Tai is majestic and steep, abrupt and upright, the strange peaks on the plain protrude, can be called majestic and majestic, and there is the potential of the sky; The so-called "Mount Tai and the small world", also said "Mount Tai pressed the top", in order to show that its momentum is like the power of the sky, irresistible.

As soon as this borrowing magic skill came out, Chen Sheng's momentum and Taishan merged into one, and they were no longer separated from each other. How can a mere Zhongsun Xuanhua, who suffers from gains and losses because of weakness and timidity, be able to resist it?

Everyone in the hall watched, only to see Chen Sheng and Zhongsun Xuanhua facing each other from afar, the two sides had not really made a move, let alone Chen Sheng's special biedong work, Zhongsun Xuanhua's face suddenly changed and trembled, as if he had seen something incredible and terrifying.

From the king of Qi downwards, everyone felt strange in their hearts, but they didn't know why. Only when Zhongsun Xuanhua himself was in the bureau did he know what was going on. But he wholeheartedly tried to contend with Chen Sheng's supernatural momentum, and he was almost out of breath as if he was overwhelmed, worthy of the name, exhausted and miserable, where could he still speak?

This kind of gladiatorial battle in terms of invisible momentum consumes more physical strength and mental strength than real fist and knife swinging. I saw that Zhongsun Xuanhua was drenched in cold sweat, and a puddle of water quickly accumulated on the ground at his feet. Every drop of sweat that is shed means that his physical strength has also been squeezed out. In the middle of the night, the sweat was gone, and the physical strength was exhausted, and there was no longer any left.

His face was pale, like a dead man. Zhongsun Xuanhua swayed, and the situation looked extremely bad. Chen Sheng's heart is like an iron stone, and he has no mercy. He took a deep breath, suddenly opened his eyes, and his tongue thundered, and he thundered!

The sound did not fall, and the group of bronze bells in the hall suddenly burst out at the same time with a loud buzzing sound, which actually resounded in the sky, making everyone in the hall from the king of Qi down to look at each other, and they were shocked. Those musicians, maids and other characters who had no martial arts at all couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their ears tightly, and their expressions were extremely painful. But the most painful ...... It's still Zhongsun Xuanhua!

After struggling to support it, it had already reached the point where the oil was almost exhausted. Chen Sheng's thunder was not only worse for Zhongsun Xuanhua, it was simply a straw that broke the camel's backbone!

In an instant, he only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then his eyes turned black and his throat was sweet. The body that had been crushed into an empty shell shook a few times, and Zhongsun Xuanhua looked up to the sky and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and fell backwards. The muffled sound of "Woo~" passed, and the top swordsman of Qi Country fell, his eyes were closed, and there was no movement anymore.

"Xuanhua! Xuanhua! Zhongsun Long was shocked, knocked over the cases in front of him, and hurriedly rushed into the hall to support his son. However, his fingers had just touched Zhongsun Xuanhua's skin, and his heart was already half cold. Touching his son's heart again and probing his snort, Zhongsun Long was even more like falling into an ice cave, cold to the bone marrow. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears. At this moment, everyone knew that Zhongsun Xuanhua, one of the four great disciples of the Sword Saint Sect, was already the same as his senior brother Bian Dongshan...... It's completely over!

Yes, he's finished. No one can be clearer about this fact than Chen Sheng himself. Because just now, the skeleton tattoo on the chest has already sent a kill prompt. Zhongsun Xuanhua used his life to provide Chen Sheng with 300 general points again.

didn't make half a move, just drank it, and drank Zhongsun Xuanhua, one of the top swordsmen in the Qi Kingdom, to death. Such a miraculous skill is unbelievable to onlookers. Suddenly, there was silence in the hall, and everyone was shocked and speechless. Even the second prince, who had the most profound understanding of Chen Sheng's skills, felt like he was in a dream, and he could hardly believe that this was really the truth.