Chapter 810: The Peak of Martial Arts, a Hundred Steps Flying Sword (Part II)
Among the people, Sun Changning didn't speak, just listened to everyone's words.
Hundred-step flying sword, this trick seems to have been heard by someone before, it seems to be.... Is it Wang Qinglian?
No, not necessarily, I don't remember exactly.
Volley one inch hit their own knows, the hundred-step flying sword is an upgraded version of the volley one-inch hit, everyone knows that the martial artist pounces five meters, and the strong pounce is about ten meters to the top, but the hundred-step flying sword means that after the move, within a hundred steps, the opponent is in a state where the head may fall to the ground at any time.
How far is a hundred steps?
It's not much, it doesn't seem long, but it's really in the middle of a real fight..... That's a terrifying distance.
If this is not a sword immortal method, then what is?
There is a faint premonition that this stunt is inseparable from Xiang Yulang.
Subconsciously, Sun Changning's eyes looked at Yu Qiulin.
At this time, the latter's attention was focused on Wang Qinglian's body.
"Yes, this is the Hundred Steps Flying Sword. β
Yu Qiulin's lips squirmed, but he didn't make a sound.
Therefore, even Sun Changning could not hear what she was saying.
Bamboo canes and mango shoes are lighter than horses, and a cloud of smoke and rain is in his life.
"Can you do it?"
Yu Qiulin spoke in a low voice this time, but it was different from the previous words, it seemed that he was talking to himself, but Sun Changning in the distance heard it, and his eyes moved at the same time.
This is talking to the patriarch.
The communication between them, the communication between women, and at this time, many boxers have not yet reached a conclusion about Wang Qinglian, but this "protagonist" recovered at this time, looked at you, and said with a smile:
"If the Miyamoto Sword Master is not willing to fight again, then he will break his sword and step down. β
The venue fell silent, and Miyamoto Sword Saint's body shook slightly, his shoulders turned, and he exhaled lightly.
"This battle will not end until your head, or mine, hits the ground!"
His katana was put down, for half a quarter had passed.
Weapons, it was he Miyamoto who won.
It's just that this win is extremely terrifying, and even terrifying.
For Miyamoto Juggernaut, it's better not to win.
Tang Hengdao is not important, what matters is Wang Qinglian himself.
Miyamoto's arms began to vibrate, like bones swimming in their arms, and the bulge moved like a dragon, followed by his arms stretched out and slammed downward.
It seems that there is a wave of qi running out of it, and the two tiger claws are majestic, and the world in the eyes of Miyamoto Sword Saint begins to change, and this change of his also makes all masters feel surprised.
"Is this breathing?"
Lu Yu spoke, although he is not very old, and his kung fu is not first-class in the field, but he is well-informed, and the trick of breathing also exists in Dongtu, especially Confucianism, which often talks about Confucianism and Taoism in the book, which is actually a method of breathing.
Because the sound is too loud when exhaling and inhaling, it is like a rumbling thunder in the sky, and when some people encounter it, they think that Confucian characters can spew thunder in their mouths, and all evil spirits dare not get close.
Dongying has a long history of kendo breathing methods, and some stunts must be combined with the upper breathing method to exert the greatest power.
It's like the Yu family has always wanted to get the breathing method of Emeishan Tiangang Sanshou, because without the most primitive breathing method, they have no way to show the most perfect power of Tiangang's hand.
The fist technique is like drawing a circle in mathematics, and the breathing method is a compass to assist in drawing a circle.
Wang Qinglian did not comment on Miyamoto Sword Master's obvious behavior, because if the weapon was not used now, there was no need to show his mastery.
"It's for ..... Little Celestial Master.... Or my apprentice prepared it. β
Wang Qinglian whispered, but it was cleverly pressed and was not heard by others, even Sun Changning and Xiao Tianshi only heard the first half of the sentence, and the back was very vague.
He made a breakthrough in those seven days, which many people did not expect.
Shakya attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree for seven days.
He Wang Qinglian can do the same.
Step on the step, the first step out.
The monstrous qi and blood are surging, and the hostility between heaven and earth is overwhelmed!
The tiger roars and the dragon roars at the same time!
The tiger escapes to increase qi and blood, and the dragon escapes to slash the five senses!
Under Wang Qinglian's feet, he stepped on the Taiji platform, and faintly, there seemed to be another piece of dust floating.
Escape from the ground, eight wilderness and six together.
The muscles and bones vibrated and made a piercing tiger and leopard thunder sound, and when Miyamoto Sword Saint saw this situation, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and the clothes on the upper half of his body were all torn, revealing his scarred and powerful flesh again.
The body moved in an instant, and then, thunder sounded on the Tai Chi platform.
One arm was like a drum, and it directly hit Wang Qinglian's chest!
"Aikido big fight!"
Someone made a sound, and the speed of speech was amazing, and Wang Qinglian was knocked to the ground by that arm, Miyamoto Sword Saint's speed was actually faster than when he used the sword before, and his strength was actually stronger!
"Kendo with heart, fist with force, martial arts in the world, only strength and speed!"
The ground smashed by this punch collapsed, but the pupils of the Miyamoto Sword Saint shrank suddenly, because it was true that Wang Qinglian was smashed down, but the whole person was unscathed, and his feet were even standing firmly on the ground!
The whole body was lying flat at ninety degrees, and Wang Qinglian stretched out a hand and grabbed Miyamoto Sword Saint's fist with a bang.
Then, I pushed it back!
The way to escape, the pile of achievements and undefeated!
Boom ββ!
Like the mountains and seas tilting, the Miyamoto Sword Saint took eight steps back, Wang Qinglian let out a tiger roar, his body stood upright, and he stepped out!
"The water official relieves the misfortune!"
Four big characters like thunder were roared out, and the power of the sound shook the earth, and Miyamoto Sword Saint was beaten, and at the same moment, Wang Qinglian's shadow had already appeared in front of Miyamoto Sword Saint!
Palm out, horizontal slash, blocked, back-scratch, claw, hit again, triple punch!
The Three Yuan Emperor!
The strength of these three blows was enough to shatter the boulder, and Miyamoto Sword Saint took it with one elbow and two punches, but his arm was collided with the force, and he still felt a slight tingling.
Wang Qinglian's strength is above him!
"Good boy!"
Miyamoto Sword Saint shouted angrily, and Wang Qinglian suddenly lost his figure in the eyes of everyone at this time.
It was only for a moment, but it made Miyamoto Sword Saint's heart feel a big crisis!
The two arms were opened, smashed down like the sea, Wang Qinglian's figure appeared, and a move hit the small arm of the Miyamoto Sword Saint, this palm knife was originally aimed at Miyamoto's neck, but at this time it was blocked.
Ghost escape!
"The fourth way of retreat, hehe. β
Xiao Tianshi looked at this situation and smiled: "Sure enough, he has a lot of stunts, it seems that this time, the battle for the first place in the world will inevitably go away." β
As the words were spoken, suddenly a dragon roar and a tiger roar manifested at the same time!
Qi and blood rise again!
The flying dragon is in the sky, and the tiger jumps over the stream!
Dragon and tiger strike, dragon and tiger leap!
Fist and knee, soaring and fighting, backhand and falling, Wang Qinglian's offensive does not stop, and Miyamoto Sword Saint opens the sledgehammer with both hands, opens and closes, the atmosphere is majestic, and the white crane sledgehammer in the Aikido is derived, this boxing method originates from the White Crane Gate of Dongtu Nanquan!
However, in the next moment, Wang Qingcurtain's shadow disappeared, and in the ears of Miyamoto Sword Saint, he suddenly heard a joke!
"Galeβhowling?!"
Boom ββ!
Wind escape, ghost escape!
No mercy!