The Eight Directions Martial Sect appeared, and when he saw that the martial arts hall he created was in ruins, his heart was full of anger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he became the Earth Martial Sect, no one in the entire island dared to trouble him, and it was several other Earth Martial Sects looking for him to hunt cute beasts together.

He has been the king and dominated the island for decades, and he is as powerful as the emperor, not to mention that he will suffer if he rebels, and he dares to destroy his martial arts hall like this, isn't that the soil on Tai Sui's head?

However, when he saw Meng Jingjing, his anger stopped instantly, no wonder his martial arts hall was destroyed in an instant, it turned out to be this cute beast demon queen.

Bafang Martial Sect secretly sneered in his heart, this Meng Jingjing didn't know that she was dying, as early as a few months ago, he informed the Shenwu Emperor of the Gewu Continent that there was a cute beast demon queen here, and I believe that they must not be able to resist the temptation of skills and upgrades to hunt her.

At this moment, he can't afford to provoke her, but after a while, Meng Jingjing will die, and with the heaven-level skills taught to him by the Divine Martial Emperor, he will really be the king and hegemon on the island.

He had already made up his mind to pay attention to forbearance, so he said to Meng Jingjing: "I have no grudge against you, why do you use god-level skills to destroy my martial arts hall? ”

He is also bullying Meng Jingjing is not sensible, most of the cute beasts and demon queens are not knowledgeable about personnel, and they are also naïve and simple, as long as he is reasonable, there is basically no danger.

If the Shenwu Emperor of the Gewu Continent had no reason to step on his face, he didn't dare to express any dissatisfaction, for fear of causing annihilation.

Meng Jingjing was wronged, and she was a little aggrieved: "It's not me, I didn't destroy your martial arts hall." What's more, that god-level skill of mine is not like this, just look at it. ”

As she spoke, she muttered, "Look at my god-level skill - Cute Whale Falling from the Sky!"

In an instant, a whale more than ten zhang long appeared above the Bafang Martial Sect, swimming quickly from top to bottom.

The Eight Directions Martial Sect hurriedly dodged when Meng Jingjing was talking about his skills, and he would die if he touched the god-level skills.

This cute beast demon queen is stupid, why did she suddenly cast a god-level skill? Isn't this killing him, and thanks to her naivety, she actually had so much nonsense and actions before performing it, so that he could take precautions.

As soon as he flew to a hundred meters away, the place where he was standing was instantly hit by the giant whale formed by the energy fusion.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and the destroyed houses completely collapsed, and there was no need to take care of them at all, but to make new ones.

This blow was earth-shattering, and a large crater with a radius of ten meters and a depth of three or five meters appeared on the ground, and the dust raised by the shock wave even spread to a distance of 100 meters.

Meng Jingjing had a lot of fine sweat on her forehead, wiped it with her arm, and looked serious: "Look, my god-level skills are like this, do you believe that I didn't do it now?"

The corners of the Bafang Martial Sect's mouth twitched unconsciously, he was almost mad, who wants you to prove it? The martial arts hall that was half destroyed was now completely in ruins, and he wanted to cry without tears.

His chest was full of anger, but he pretended to be broad-minded: "Forget it, if it's not, it's not." Since it's none of your business, you can leave quickly. ”

Even though he immediately wanted to kill Meng Jingjing, he still had a good face, and he was bent on driving this cute beast demon away and staying away from this danger.

However, he was also wondering, in the entire island, who could cause such a big damage with one blow except Meng Jingjing?

Meng Jingjing nodded, thinking that she had accidentally caused a lot of damage again, she was very embarrassed, and turned to leave, but just walked a few steps, walked back again, and stood beside Zhuang Xia.

"I, I'll stay a little longer before I go. I'm going to walk with my friends. ”

Hearing Meng Jingjing's words, the Bafang Martial Sect noticed Zhuang Xia, and was very puzzled, who is this baby fat boy?

Zhuang Xia's lips curled upward, and he thought it was very interesting. This Bafang Martial Sect was clearly afraid of Meng Jingjing to death, but he dared to speak like this, and fooled her to leave.

But this person's reputation is extremely bad, and the so-called people with unlimited expansion will become evil ghosts without restraint, and they will do anything.

Along the way, Zhuang Xia heard a lot of hurtful things that this person had done, if such a person looked at him more, he would kill people if he was unhappy, let alone destroy his martial arts hall like this.

An abnormal person must have a reason for what he does. Although Zhuang Xia didn't know why, this Bafang Martial Sect definitely didn't have a good heart.

"Zhuang Xia, a martial artist, came to challenge the Eight Directions Martial Sect and wanted to teach him. ”

Zhuang Xia is not slow or slow, natural and generous.

The anger in the eyes of the Eight Directions Martial Sect, who was already extremely unhappy, rose rapidly, but he suppressed it again: "The little martial artist wants to challenge me?

With that, he brushed his sleeves away.

Zhuang Xia knew that he had misinterpreted his meaning, perhaps the word "warrior" in this world had become a level, and he had long lost the meaning of 'self-improvement, developing the limits of the human body, and exploring the mysteries of the human body'.

Zhuang Xia took a few steps and appeared in front of him in an instant, making him look at it again.

"This speed is faster than that of martial artists, isn't it?

Bafang Martial Sect's eyes shrank, and he scolded in his heart, he actually talked nonsense about what kind of martial artist he was, and this speed was not worse than his own.

It's just that if he discovers that his speed is not worth mentioning in front of Zhuang Xia, who really broke out, he doesn't know if he will be ashamed of himself.

"Then I'll see what outstanding martial arts skills of your juniors are, so that you can challenge me. That"

As he spoke, he swung his fist, his fist through the air, and hit Zhuang Xiamian with a strong wind.

At this time, the phrase "just come" came out.

Zhuang Xia also threw a punch, and in an instant, his fists collided with each other, stirring up a strong wind and blowing the hair of the two.

The Bafang Martial Sect took three or four steps back, but Zhuang Xia stood still, as if he hadn't moved at all.

He was shocked, his martial art is called Zhentian Fist, which is a heaven-level skill, but he is the Earth Martial Sect, and the Zhentian Fist that he learned is automatically simplified into a ground-level skill Zhendi Fist, which is almost his strongest blow, and he thought that he could take advantage of his carelessness and kill it in one fell swoop, but he was at a disadvantage.

"Impossible, are you the Heavenly Martial King? Otherwise, how could you resist my Zhendi Fist and not retreat even a step!" Bafang Martial Sect couldn't believe it at all, and even thought it was his own dazzle, but he knew that it was true, maybe this young man was really a master.

"Heavenly Martial King, if you follow the rank, I am only the lowest martial artist, but if it is martial arts, I am even more powerful than Heavenly Martial King. ”

Zhuang Xia weighed one or two and said this answer.

"Nonsense, only by learning high-level skills and constantly upgrading can you have more powerful force, you must have mastered some powerful body protection skills! ”

A warrior's skills are time-limited, and it takes time to activate each time, but the higher the level, the shorter the time, and as long as there is a break, he has the possibility of winning.

Bafang Wuzong took out the two one-meter short sticks he was carrying, quickly spliced them together, and then pointed at Zhuang Xia with the sticks.

Zhuang Xia smiled, and did not explain, he never believed in skills, martial arts are just routines that cannot be changed, even if the Bafang Martial Sect practices skills for a lifetime, and the proficiency of the skills reaches 100%, he does not know any martial arts.

Martial arts are routines, and if you learn it, you only know it, and if you learn it, you know why it is, and the gap between the two is tens of millions of miles.

The Eight Directions Martial Sect continued: "I learned the first skill at the age of fourteen, advanced skills at the age of twenty, and I was promoted to the Earth Martial Sect at the age of forty. ”

He took a deep breath and walked up with a stick without hesitation, and suddenly this long metal stick turned into hundreds, and countless stick shadows instantly covered Zhuang Xia's whole body.

The Bafang Martial Sect is famous for the Bafang Stick Technique, a martial art that can be used to make enemies attack from all directions.

As long as the enemy's skills are not used for long enough and there is a gap that needs to be connected, then the Bafang Stick Method can hit the enemy in an instant the moment he runs out of skills.

But this kind of stick method will be useful against people who use skills, but Zhuang Xia, who never believes in such a dead routine as skills, has always been improvised.

What he pursues is the sublimation of the essence of life.

Physical strength, vigorous spirit, and strong soul are his roots.

Zhuang Xia just made a slight move to avoid these thousands of stick shadows.

The Bafang Stick Method seemed to be very close to Zhuang Xia, only a fraction of a distance away, but it was never able to finally get close, let alone hurt him.

The Bafang Martial Sect used a set of stick techniques for half an hour, sweating profusely, and the whole person seemed to be raised from water.

He used the stick method to overconsume it, and he had no choice but to stop.

The Diwu Sect he saw, even if it was a ground-level martial art, had not been able to hold on for such a long time, but he didn't expect that he didn't wait for Zhuang Xia's "skill" to stop, and he couldn't hold on to it first.

"Is this the Eight Directions Stick Method? If you really comprehend, you may be a Stick Sect Master, but unfortunately, although the skill does not require wisdom, it only needs to be upgraded to give off a huge power, but it also imprisons you. It's a pity!"

Zhuang Xia stepped across the distance of more than ten meters between the two, and as soon as his hand reached out, the metal long stick in the hand of the Eight Directions Martial Sect fell into his hand.

The sweaty hot body of the Bafang Martial Sect instantly cooled, and he broke out in a cold sweat in shock, and the Bafang stick he was holding in his hand was actually taken away!

He only saw the hand just now, but he didn't have time to react. But he has an intuition, even if he reacts quickly, he can only watch his Bafang stick being taken away, and he can't dodge.

"The stick is okay, I'll let you see how about my Bafang stick technique?" Zhuang Xia closed his eyes, and every move of the Bafang Martial Sect that the Bafang Martial Sect used when he attacked him just now reappeared in his mind.

After only one or two breaths, Zhuang Xia opened his eyes, and the Bafang Stick in his hand instantly turned into hundreds of stick shadows and attacked the Bafang Martial Sect.

"How can you also use the Bafang Stick Method? This is impossible! Who are you? Is it the old immortal who passed on you? Impossible! Impossible! He was killed by me a long time ago, how can there be a successor!"

His Bafang Stick Technique has never been dropped because he has been defeated, because after he became a martial artist, he hid on this island and never lost again.

His consciousness instantly became in a trance due to mood swings, and he was directly hit by Zhuang Xia's Bafang stick technique, and in an instant, the sound of thousands of metal sticks hitting his body came.

The Eight Directions Martial Sect in pain instantly used a protective skill, and his body was as hard as a stone.

Zhuang Xia stopped after just a few breaths, and this Bafang Martial Sect couldn't attack after using his protective skills, and stood there like a log for him to fight.

The opponent's protective skills were finally used, but as soon as it was over, he could see that the Bafang Martial Sect was bruised all over his body, and he was obviously beaten miserably.

"Are you still a martial artist? Or might as well be a martial slave, a slave controlled by martial arts.

Stick method, splitting, sweeping, rushing, bumping, pounding, pestle, stabbing, teasing, do you basically understand these?"

Zhuang Xia just used a set of stick techniques in an instant, which was not at all like a full-scale attack of the Bafang stick method, but a frontal defensive swordsmanship master, attacking the enemy's vital stick method.

"Ding, discover a new stick method, please name it after the messenger. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

"Ding, the creation of the prefecture-level stick method 'arbitrary', the martial artist Zhuang Xia was promoted to the martial arts.

Name: Zhuang Xia

Rank: Martial Sect

Skills: Ground-level stick method 'casual', ordinary palm method 'strong palm', etc

Record: Defeated the Eight Directions Martial Sect and the Martial Master Chen Ping"

Zhuang Xia didn't bother to choose a name, so he simply let it be casual, but he didn't expect that the stick method he created at random would be named 'casual', which was really speechless.

"Create a new stick method, what is the level of the stick method, and the original creator will upgrade to what level of martial artist?" Zhuang Xia asked Meng Jingjing.

He had defeated dozens of martial arts martial artists before, and he had also been promoted a few levels, but he didn't care much about it.

"That's right, but it seems that no one has created any world-famous skills for many years, by the way, in a hundred years, there was a powerful Shenwu Emperor who created a heaven-level skill, what is it called 'Zhentian Fist', but he has died of old age.

It's too hard and too slow to create new skills, thousands of times longer than learning skills of the same power, and almost no one creates new skills anymore. Meng Jingjing looked amazed.

"Is it really that difficult? But I've already created a ground-level stick method just now. ”

As she spoke, Zhuang Xia had already shown her information panel to Meng Jingjing so that she could see it too.

In an instant, Meng Jingjing covered her rosy lips with a look of disbelief.

"How is this possible!"