Chapter 8: Cold Yin Finger

The first to play was Gu Huaikong, who was the first in the outer gate, he had reached the tenth stage of the strong body realm, and he had learned a second-grade fierce slashing technique.

Gu Huaikong's opponent is Leng Yan, an outer disciple who is also a tenth section, is a female disciple, as her name suggests, cold as frost, and cultivates the second-grade martial arts Frost Snow Sword.

"It's Senior Brother Gu and Senior Sister Leng Yan, there's a good show to watch now!" Seeing Gu Huaikong facing Leng Yan, the disciples under the martial arts arena suddenly became excited.

This is a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, and they are also powerful handsome men and beautiful women, and it is definitely a pleasure to watch them fight.

"Senior Brother Gu, come on!" this is Gu Huaikong's supporters shouting, among which the female disciple is the most.

On the other side, Leng Yan's supporters are also shouting loudly to cheer, although Leng Yan is as cold as frost, but she can't stand her beauty like a flower, and there are still many suitors.

"It's really crazy!" Chu Hao shook his head, but compared to the fans chasing stars in his previous life, this kind of scene is still a lot worse.

Soon, Gu Huaikong and Leng Yan fought, one of them cast the Fierce Slash Technique, the other cast the Frost and Snow Sword, the Flame Fighting Frost, and the two different forces collided with each other, violent and violent.

Chu Hao watched it with relish on the side, the cold-faced Frost Snow Sword and the Cold Cockroach Sword Technique were both ice-attribute martial arts, and there were some similarities.

The Frost and Snow Sword pays attention to a cold and fast, with absolute speed to control the fierce sword momentum, and at the same time, the sword qi is as chaotic as snowflakes, which can disturb people's ears and eyes, which is similar to Tianlan Jie Yu.

He used the Cold Turtle Sword Technique to confirm the Frost and Snow Sword, and he had a little bit of a thorough understanding of the Cold Frost Sword Technique in his heart, and he benefited a lot.

"No wonder it's often said that combat is the most training thing, and it is. Chu Hao secretly thought that he was just watching the battle, and he had gained a lot.

However, after watching the battle, he also saw Leng Yan's shortcomings, she was too eager to be fast, one sword was faster and more ruthless than the other, although it could make the opponent have no time to block, but it was also easy to consume her body.

This point is not as good as the Han Claw Sword Technique, although the Han Claw Sword Technique only has three moves, but it is endless, which makes up for this defect very well.

Sure enough, in the end, Leng Yan consumed his body first, and was defeated by Gu Huaikong's sword that slashed away the long sword in his hand.

"Senior Brother Gu is so good!" Gu Huaikong's supporters immediately cheered and shouted loudly.

"Senior Sister Leng Yan, don't be discouraged, we will always support you!" Leng Yan's supporters shouted not to be outdone.

Chu Hao shook his head when he saw it, the fans are really crazy, in fact, with Gu Huaikong and Leng Yan's mental cultivation, it was just a failure, and he wouldn't take it to heart at all.

"It's a pity, if it's an opponent whose strength is slightly inferior to itself, the Frost Snow Sword does defeat the enemy with a quick overwhelm, but in the face of a monk of the same rank, the advantage is not so obvious. He pondered what he had gained.

This is not to say that it is wrong to blindly seek speed, the so-called "martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken", if it is fast to a certain extreme, it is indeed very powerful, and no one dares to neglect it.

However, this is very demanding on the body, and in the face of different situations, sometimes a calm style of play is more suitable.

The next battle was Leng Yan's turn and another Ten-Duan Monk, because the battle of the outer disciples was actually a knockout match, and the winner could have a chance to rest and wait for the challenge of the latecomers.

And the people who challenge later can't challenge the first person all at once, they can only challenge from the defeated generals under the first person, and slowly climb up.

At the same time, if the top 10 places come out, those who want to challenge later can only start the challenge after the top 10, and if they succeed, they can enter the top 10.

The progress of such a big competition is very slow, and soon half a day has passed, and the martial arts arena is still in full swing, and everyone is fighting for the top ten.

However, because the disciples of the eighth stage were self-aware and did not participate, the number of participants in the battle was actually not very large, so everyone was not very anxious.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, it was Zhao Bing's turn to appear, he was the last nine-stage monk to appear, and he challenged the eleventh nine-stage disciple who practiced the wave cutting sword technique with one hand floating willow sword technique.

Chu Hao carefully observed Zhao Bing's strength, he was indeed very strong, the thin sword in his hand was like a wicker fluttering, swimming with the sword momentum of the wave cutting knife technique, seeing the seams and inserting needles, each sword was very tricky and weird.

However, it is a pity that he did not use another set of martial arts, and simply used the floating willow sword technique to fight the enemy, and the sword momentum was natural.

"Cutting the waves, chopping the waves and cutting the wind!" his opponent shouted angrily, his hand grew to a straight lift, and the whole person spun like a spinning top, quickly slashing towards him.

"Floating willows and clouds!"

Zhao Bing did not dodge, the thin sword was swayed, the tip of the sword shook rapidly, and there seemed to be a burst of misty smoke rippling, making the opponent unpredictable, and then stabbed out with a face, hitting the opponent's hand, and picking the long knife away.

Chu Hao's eyes froze, Zhao Bing's strength was even stronger than he imagined, and he used this set of floating willow swordsmanship very skillfully, and he might be stabbed by a thin sword if he was not careful.

"I want to continue to challenge the tenth place!" After the victory, Zhao Bing did not rest, and immediately challenged the tenth disciple.

"You want to challenge me?" The tenth disciple's eyes were cold, his name was Meng Kecheng, and he also kept challenge, but he failed in the ninth place.

If he was successfully challenged, then he would lose his qualification as an inner disciple, so he was very angry at Zhao Bing's challenge.

"You don't even take a break, it seems that you have a lot of confidence. Meng Kecheng said, his tone was very unkind.

Zhao Bing raised his sword and pointed directly, without saying a word, he attacked directly, and the thin sword shook, like a wicker swinging lightly, but the power contained in it was amazing.

"Look for death!" Meng Kecheng was furious, picked up his weapon and spear, and smashed it down on Zhao Bing's head as a stick.

He practiced a set of second-grade martial arts Yanri marksmanship, the spear trembled, intertwining spear flowers in front of him, and his breath was extremely intense.

Zhao Bing fought with a thin sword, stabbed down with a sword, and also pulled out countless sword flowers to collide with the spear flowers, but he couldn't fight in close combat.

"Floating willow swordsmanship, such a feminine move dares to collide with my hot sun gun, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Meng Kecheng sneered.

He was tall and muscular, and with a slight shake of the tip of the gun, the air made a "tearing" sound that seemed to be cut.

Zhao Bing's face was calm, and he continued to wield his thin sword, wandering around Meng Kecheng, like a wind willow, which made Meng Kecheng a little helpless.

"Damn!" Meng Kecheng was furious, swung his spear harder, and punched it out with great force, forming a whirlwind beside him, trying to pull Zhao Bing in.

"Good opportunity!" Zhao Bing's eyes lit up, he suddenly abandoned his sword, raised his right index finger, and a black air flow emerged from it, and with the help of the pulling force of the whirlwind, he hit Meng Kecheng.

His body is elegant, containing the charm of the willow sword technique, Meng Kecheng didn't pay attention, was pointed on the shoulder, and suddenly felt a cold breath into his arm, and his blood was about to freeze.

He was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged to heal his injuries and expel this cold qi, otherwise his arm would be completely destroyed.

"It's the Cold Yin Finger, has anyone learned this martial art as well?" Several referee elders looked different, and they were surprised that Zhao Bing displayed the Cold Yin Finger.

"This is the fingering left over from the original demon gate, it is a little incomplete, I didn't expect that there were still people to practice. ”

"Forget it, it's not magic anyway, it's just a broken fingering. ”

Several elders discussed a lot, and finally fell silent, after all, it was just a broken fingering, and it was not worth wasting their energy on it.

"Zhao Bing, do you want to take a break and continue the challenge, or stop here. One of the elder judges asked.

"That's it!" replied Zhao Bing.

None of the people who can hit the top ten are weak, although his cold yin finger is not weak, but after it is exposed, it is difficult for others to take precautions, and it will be difficult to achieve unexpected results.

Anyway, my purpose is to enter the inner door, and there is no need to continue to desperately offend others.

"In that case, then this is the end of the outer disciple Dabi, you guys come with me!" the referee elder stood up and said.

"Wait, there's me, I'm going to challenge. At this time, Chu Hao stepped forward and said.

The referee elder was stunned for a moment, looked at Chu Hao, his eyes suddenly froze, and said, "You want to come up and challenge?"

"Yes, I'm going to challenge for the eleventh place. Chu Hao replied.

"You have to think clearly, there is no emotion to talk about in the challenge of the big competition, and if you are not careful, there will be casualties. The referee said.

"I've figured it out, I'm going to go up and take on the challenge. Chu Hao's tone was firm.

The referee elder immediately smiled and said, "Young man, it's not that I don't let you challenge, it's that you're too weak. In the past, it was not without the disciples of the Eighth Rank who wanted to fight, but without exception, they all failed. Are you really sure you want to come up and take on the challenge?"

"Thank you for your concern, but I've already thought about it. Chu Hao said gratefully, but his eyes were firm.

He knew that the referee elder was for his own good, but this battle was imperative, whether it was to avenge the previous Chu Hao, or to enter the inner door of the Iron Cloak Gate, he couldn't retreat.

"Yan Lie, what are you talking so much nonsense with him, since he wants to challenge, then let him challenge it, young man, you always have to suffer some hardships. The other referee elder said with a sneer, a little disgusted by Chu Hao's self-indulgence.

People have to know how to position themselves, and if they don't have the strength, they still want to slap a swollen face and become fat, this kind of person annoys him the most.

The elder named Yan Lie shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Since you insist, then I won't force it. In the next battle, Meng Kecheng will fight you!"

"Yes. Chu Hao nodded, and stepped step by step into the martial arts arena, and the disciples behind him were discussing.

Those who had seen his strength admired him a little at the moment, but the disciples who didn't know it all sneered, feeling very disdain and disgust for Chu Hao's appearance.

"It's really looking for death, it's only eight paragraphs, so I dare to go up and challenge, and I don't know if he knows how the word death is written. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Meng has just failed, and he is angry, and he will have to suffer later. Someone scoffed.

They didn't know that many people had done such a mockery just now, but at this time those people had already shut up.