"Boy, don't hide, you can't win me by hiding. ”

Zhou Yating took out the stick again and again, no matter how strong his body was, he sweated a lot, but he couldn't cause substantial damage to Qin Chuan, and he shouted a little angrily at this time.

This kind of entanglement is the most exhausting, Zhou Yating is used to going straight on the battlefield, and he is most tired of this kind of battle that looks like a small fight, but he is helpless, the attack can't touch Qin Chuan, there is no truce, and the battle has to continue.

"You treat me as stupid, I can't beat this fight, if I don't hide, will I still have to meet you and eat your stick?" Qin Chuan dodged Zhou Yating's sweep of thousands of troops, and jumped out of the battle circle quite scoundrelly, not letting Zhou Yating's continuous combo come out.

Qin Chuan has made up his mind to engage in a war of attrition with Zhou Yating, there is no way, he can't stand the long stick that cracks the stone and cracks the gold, looking at the golden battle platform full of thousands of ravines under his feet, Qin Chuan is heart palpitations.

Fortunately, Qin Chuan is the most patient with this kind of war, and he is not afraid.

Zhou Yating had all his strength, and he was helpless if he couldn't hit Qin Chuan, and he couldn't hold on to nearly a stick of incense, he couldn't bear it anymore, and as soon as the sharp long stick was closed, it was inserted vertically on the battle platform with a bang.

The offensive stopped suddenly, Qin Chuan was a little foggy, it was impossible for Zhou Yating to stop this week, it was only possible that there was a backhand.

In the conversation with Yibu Temple in the medicine hall that day, Qin Chuan didn't dare to say that he knew everything about Zhou Yating, at least he was seven points familiar. In the mouth of Yibu Temple, this Zhou Yating deserves the title of martial arts genius in the Ba Shui Army, in addition to being known for the strength of a tiger and a bull, the amazing combat consciousness is also the best among the younger generation of the city guards, even those who are strong in the seventh or eighth order are rarely matched. But it is not enough to become a martial arts genius of the Ba Shui Army with these alone, and Yibu Temple can't figure it out.

Qin Chuan's intuition faintly told him that Zhou Yating would come up with some means to press the bottom of the box in the next week, and he had never shown it in front of outsiders, and he deserved his name as a "martial arts genius".

Qin Chuan was in full swing, and Zhou Yating's palm slowly left the long stick beside him, obviously intending to abandon this weapon that had been suppressing Qin Chuan.

When Zhou Yating's palms were empty, in Qin Chuan's perception, he seemed to have become like two people before, and there was an extra layer of unusual charm around his body, and he was imposing when he raised his hand gently.

"Have you ever heard of 'Bajiang Flowing Water'?" Zhou Yating asked, his expression covered with a layer of arrogance.

As soon as the words fell, all the pale cyan vitality hovered around Zhou Yating's body, and there was a surging sound of river water in the circulation, not only that, but after a few turns, the torrent of vitality gradually took on the appearance of a water flow, a somewhat illusory light green stream.

A continuous exclamation sounded from the stands, and most of the cultivators present were a little short of breath, looking excitedly at the current of vitality that was circling Zhou Yating, in their eyes, this battle was destined to end without suspense after the appearance of this pale green stream called Ba River Flowing Water.

The flowing water of the Bajiang River, a combat skill, a combat skill that ordinary cultivators cannot touch.

Each combat skill is an inexorable treasure for any force, the vitality of a cultivator is the foundation of his life, and the combat skill is a way of fighting to make his vitality shine. Combat skills allow a cultivator's vitality to not only be used to refine his physique and increase the durability of the battle, but also to make the vitality an existence that can directly attack, more like a weapon that transforms the vitality into a cultivator's weapon, a more casual weapon.

Combat skills are also divided into categories, roughly divided into two types, which are created by the cultivators themselves, which are more suitable for the creators, more fixed, and easy to inherit. The other is the innate natural formation, which is a masterpiece of heaven and earth on a continent, mostly obscure on top of objects, which can only be comprehended by cultivators from above, regardless of form, and what different cultivators comprehend is even more different.

Although the formation methods of the two types of combat skills are different, their power depends on the cultivator who cultivates them.

Zhou Yating's combat skills, the flow of the Bajiang River, are also famous in Bashui City.

At the beginning of the construction of Bashui City, a cultivator dug up a naturally formed river stone on the bank of the Bashui River, which was covered with traces of water erosion, and it was natural. Later, there were cultivators who comprehended the combat technique from this river stone, and the name of the combat technique was the flowing water of the Bajiang River.

And now this river stone is in the city lord's mansion of Bashui City, and it belongs to the Bashui willow style. The city guards have made great achievements in neutrality, or their talents are not low, and only the generals who focus on cultivation can get the opportunity to comprehend the river stone, and those who can comprehend the combat skills of the Bajiang River are rare.

In previous years, very few people used a combat skill in the battle of Baisheng, and since the establishment of the martial arts arena, there have only been three or two times when the first person of the fourth order of the city guard army has used a combat skill, and every time he appears, he has won the opponent without any suspense. To this day, none of those victorious people have ever encountered it in battle, and it is true that the first-order people of the fourth-order city guard army who fought back then did not learn this combat skill, so they would regret defeating the battle platform.

As soon as Zhou Yating's Bajiang River flowed, all the civilians of Bashui City in the stands were boiling, but this combat skill came from Bashui City, and even their civilians had light on their faces.

When most people thought that Zhou Yating had already locked in the victory, Qin Chuan did not admit defeat lightly, even though he knew that Zhou Yating's combat power was several levels higher than before, but he still had to try.

The Blood Skeleton also prepared combat skills and secret methods for these newcomers, but they were not qualified to practice.

Zhou Yating saw that Qin Chuan who was not far away was not afraid at all, he was still holding dual swords, but he was a little eager to try, he had a little admiration for Qin Chuan, ordinary cultivators were afraid that when they saw the combat skills, they would lose half of their fighting spirit in their hearts, and where would they still struggle uselessly.

Admiration is admiration, but since Qin Chuan still doesn't admit defeat, he still has to make a move, which is respect for his opponent.

Zhou Yating took a step across, pushed out with one hand and one palm, and the one that was now around his body, like a shrunken Taotao River, rushed away with this palm.

The light green river water seemed to have been stored by a dam for a long time, and as soon as it passed, Zhou Yating's palm suddenly exploded, spreading to a width of half a zhang and roaring towards Qinchuan.

On the battle platform, the sound of water was long, turning into an ocean.

Qin Chuan felt bitter in his heart, this half-zhang tempering at the beginning of the road was coming in an instant, and it was getting wider and wider, rushing to the halfway point was already two zhang wide, overwhelming, worthy of the name of the flood all over the sky, left and right, up and down, there was no way to retreat, and it was difficult to enter.

There's nowhere to hide.

Qin Chuan, who had nothing to do, had no choice but to raise his vitality and plunge his twin swords into the battle platform under his feet, not letting himself be swept away by a torrent.

This pale green river rushed in, and the killing power in Qin Chuan's vitality was frantically consumed to the point that the vitality in front of him had been transformed into flowing water, but the killing power that had always been invincible had not made Qin Chuan's situation much better.

If the vitality of the cultivator is the pawn on the battlefield, then the combat skill is the general who commands the troops on the battlefield, and the vitality led by the combat skill Bajiang Liushui directly overwhelms Qin Chuan's killing power, and directly impacts Qin Chuan's body to the point that his body is unstable, even if there are two swords inserted into the battle platform to stabilize his body.

After a tidal wave, Qin Chuan had already retreated five steps from his original position, at this time he was disheveled, and his appearance was really miserable and could not be described appropriately, this was still his vitality to protect himself reluctantly.

A hint of color flashed in Zhou Yating's eyes, the young man in front of him surprised him in his heart, although he only used three points of strength in this wave just now, it was just a small test, but it was really not easy for this young man to survive under the flow of the Bajiang River.

However, the flowing water of this Bajiang River is wave after wave, and the power of the further it goes, the more terrifying it becomes, as long as the user's vitality is enough, after the number of waves stacked to a certain level, the power is enough to instantly crush the opponent into blood foam.

Zhou Yating's palm shrank back two inches, flipped it over once and pushed it forward again, and the light green river on his body flowed out again, and this time the momentum was three points bigger than before.

Although Zhou Yating suppressed the fourth Yuan Acupoint, the vitality that supported the flowing water of the Bajiang River was not very sufficient, but after all, the foundation was there, and he could launch this wave three times now, if he had a fourth-order cultivation on weekdays, it would be easy to use the wave of the flowing water of the Bajiang River five times.

Although he could only use three waves, Zhou Yating was not worried, the tide of the Bajiang River had covered it once, and it was impossible for the young man in front of him to survive three waves.

It was indeed as Zhou Yating expected, Qin Chuan's first time to resist the wave of vitality was to consume seventy-seven eighty-eight vitality, at this time, seeing the second layer of the wave with even greater momentum, there was no longer enough vitality to survive this wave.

The tide overflowed, Qinchuan was like sinking to the bottom of the water, drowning in the surging flood, and the remaining vitality that was already relatively thin no longer had the strength to resist this wave. Without enough vitality to support Qin Chuan, he was rushed out of the battle platform by this wave.

Qin Chuan smiled bitterly in his heart, did he still lose in the end? The battle of 100 victories in this martial arts arena is really not easy, from beginning to end, it is basically Zhou Yating who has a steady advantage, if it weren't for his low body skills, fighting a war of attrition to make the battle freeze, I am afraid that he would have been defeated by Zhou Yating a long time ago.

This defeat is not unjust, at least fighting with someone like Zhou Yating is a big gain, and only where the lack of confidants can he go to the next level in the future.

Qin Chuan is a little regretful, this reward of 100 wins, Hansha Yuanshui is really a rare good thing, but he has no chance with him.

Passively approaching the edge of the battle platform, the dark golden words in Qin Chuan's blood that had been silent for some days seemed to feel the oppression of the external torrent, and there was movement again, and the black pupil of the ability that had been short-lived reappeared.

Qin Chuan's eyes instantly turned pitch black, dark and mysterious, and everything became clear in his perceptual vision.

The waves formed by the flowing water of the Naba River are a rushing river, the water flow is turbulent, but the current is also orderly, which mass of water is long or oblate, which flow is squeezed to this place by other currents. It's like a small stream of water is one person, and that wave is a large group of people, pushing each other and rushing forward.

All this in his eyes made Qin Chuan's depressed heart ignite a fighting spirit, yes, God help me.

There is still hope for the cold water yuanshui.