On the day of the autumn competition, the wind is light and the clouds are light!

He Jinshui and Lei Dong looked at each other calmly, and stepped on the western suburbs martial arts arena together.

The people of the imperial capital were boiling, waving their flags and shouting and cheering.

They happily pointed at the two of them, as if they were comparing who was more handsome, guessing who would win in the end. He Jinshui touched his nose a little helplessly, feeling like a marionette, firmly tied by the rope of fate, and became involuntarily.

"Come on!" he calmly stared at his opponent in front of him, uninterested, and lazily leaned back on his upright spear, waiting for his opponent to make a move.

Lei Dong sat cross-legged with a huge two-handed sword in front of him, and was praying sincerely according to the family ritual, which had become a habit that he could not shake since he practiced martial arts.

Just half an hour ago, Alexander took great pains to announce the two sides of the match, and personally admitted that the black-haired boy He Jinshui was his distant cousin and was qualified to compete on behalf of the Alexander family.

"At first glance, it's a Xibei goods!" Although Lei Dong is a martial arts idiot, he is not stupid, the black-haired boy has no resemblance to the other party, and he is obviously the gunman he found.

"As a fake, you have to have the consciousness of being beaten!" He has nothing to do with rogue behavior, he just wants to fight well and completely blow up the other party.

Looking at the listless and yawning otaku, the corners of Lei's mouth twitched, and he was angry. He scolded the other party loudly: "Mental malaise, weakness in limbs, and a look of failure! With your attitude, it is absolutely difficult to climb to the peak of martial arts, and it is enough to defeat you in three moves!"

With that, he stood up and slowly drew his two-handed greatsword. The whole body was bent, his hands were clenched horizontally, the tip of his sword was pointed at each other, and his eyes became thicker.

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it too!" He Jinshui picked his toes and grabbed the body of the gun casually. He danced a spear flower lightly, put his backhand behind his back, opened the door with his left hand to welcome the guest, and said with a smile: "Come on!"

"Shocking Wind Slash!" Lei twisted his wrist, and at a distance of three feet from the opponent, he swung his giant sword and slashed it head.

The three-foot sword flashed, like a full moon scimitar spitting out, with a golden fighting aura, and rubbed violently against the ground. In the end, it actually brought out a half-foot deep ditch, and it tore through the air with a whin.

The audience was stunned, silent, and Alexander almost fell out of his seat.

He saw that He Jinshui was still heartless, carrying a spear and waving to the people in the audience, the anxious old blood was about to spurt out, and said incoherently: "You are dead, quickly dodge!"

He Jinshui did not change his color, and slapped his backhand with a big grin, facing the sword without fear.

"Huh?" As expected, the great collision between heaven and earth did not happen, but the moment the shining and dazzling golden light met the iron palm, it was like being drunk by urine, crumbling, and finally disappeared in the air.

"Stinky boy, concentrate on it, I'm scared to death!" Alexander patted his chest and let out a sigh.

"Got it, cousin!" He Jinshui replied absentmindedly. According to the agreement between the two, he deliberately shouted out loudly, so as to block the mouth of the people of the world.

"Sure enough, there are two hits, but it's not enough to see!" Lei moved his hands to raise the giant sword above his head, slowly stepped forward, and gradually accelerated, and finally even the sword with the sword was slashed into lightning, like thunder exploding, straight to the top of the opponent's head.

"Thunder in the world!"

"What Dongdong?" He Jinshui's curiosity suddenly rose, and he actually pinched it with his hand.

"Fool, suffer death!" Lei Dong's heart was ecstatic, and the blue light on his body flashed, urging the fighting energy of his whole body to bring out sparks, which were transmitted through the giant sword.

"Interesting!" He Jinshui watched the sparks crackle and numb half of his arm.

A familiar sense of masochism came to his mind, which reminded him of the painful experience of Fangcaopo, and he pouted and smiled evilly: "Give it back to you!" With that, he exerted his right palm and took it straight to his chest.

The electric arc flowed from the left hand through the shoulder to the right, and with this palm, it was returned.

Lei Dong's shoulders shook a few times, and his chest was tingling.

"The rain has fallen for nine days!" he roared, not retreating, but advancing, his wrist flipping, his sword shattering into the void, and at the same time rushing towards several of the opponent's vital points.

This kid is indeed a martial arts genius, and when he stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, he comprehended and created the seven martial arts of Fengyun according to the changes in the weather, imitating the natural forms of wind, rain, thunder, electricity, fog, snow, and ice respectively.

This trick of rain falling for nine days is his proud trick. Once unfolded, it will be like a storm, attacking it and saving it, interlocking. forced the other party to be passive and hurried everywhere, and finally it was difficult to take care of it.

"Suffer death!" The thunderous sword speed reached the extreme, conjuring up thousands of sword tips, causing torrential rain and fierce winds.

"Bang!" a loud metal sound, the blade beeped, and the movement of the long sword came to an abrupt halt, and it was actually caught in the palm of the opponent's hand.

"Bring it!" the force surged, and the iron palm began to exert force. The thick blade of the sword twisted and deformed under the pull of the two of them, making a piercing grinding sound.

"Let go!" Lei Dong rubbed his body and bullied him, the soles of his feet were forceful, and a whip leg with sparks kicked diagonally at the opponent's neck. "Electric Light Drill!" The boots break through the limit and hit directly.

Before he could be surprised, he heard a "boom", as if he had kicked on a stone, and his calf was jumped straight back, and his toes hurt sharply.

"Hey!" he gritted his teeth and kicked four times in a row, like a ladder to the clouds, and his body rose step by step. With a wild roar at the end, he turned around and kicked in the air, and hit He Jinshui's head heavily.

"Shop and go!" The sound was like a bell, ringing like thunder, and it exploded far away, resounding in all directions. The air fluctuated violently, stirring up the sand and rocks, instantly submerging the figures of the two people.

Everyone changed color in shock, and their hearts jumped in horror: "It's too miserable, right in the head, that black-haired kid is afraid that he will be kicked to death." ”

"Mourning!" Raul said with a sad face, putting his arm around Torres's shoulder, "Or I'll find you another master!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" the blonde boy blinked with a cute look on his face. He suddenly raised his palms, clenched them into a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly: "Come on, master, flatten him!"

"Poor boy!" the crowd saw him babbling nonsense, and immediately looked at him with sympathy, like looking at a fool.

The gray smoke dissipated, and the two figures gradually became clear, gradually revealed. He Jinshui held his hands behind his back and raised his head to the sky, looking lonely as a master. Lei Dong rubbed his shoulders and bent his legs, and the bitterness flashed.

"Shhh

"Where did the monster come from, is this human?"

"The three moves have passed, how do you feel?" He Jinshui squeezed his eyebrows and shrugged.

"It's not good!" Lei Dong's face was calm, and he slowly straightened his waist, and his gold and silver eyes shone brightly, and his murderous aura suddenly appeared. (To be continued.) )