Chapter 343: True Martial Arts

The sound of the broken body of the puff weapon was accompanied by a blood arrow**, Chu Tianwen's figure just turned around, but the center was unstable and sat on the ground, while Maruyama Ichiro, who was originally determined to win, looked at his waist in surprise, and the original move of attacking the other party seemed to have been completely rebounded.

"Damn, I want your life" Maruyama Ichiro, whose eyes were slowly flushing with blood red, suddenly burst out, holding a long knife in both hands, and the flames that were raging in the wind immediately headed towards Chu Tian on the ground.

"Judge, stop the game, he's a killer" Lin Yu, who was originally silently watching the competition, stood up violently, and at the moment when the other party raised his knife, he clearly felt the other party's obvious killing intent.

The referee, who also found that Maruyama Ichiro was a little out of control, was about to raise the small flag in his hand when he heard the sound, but when he raised his eyes and glanced at Tokugawa Yohiko on the viewing platform and shook his head gently, the words that were supposed to stop the game choked in his throat, and finally did not come out.

"Hehe, if you want my life, the dual attributes of earth and fire, right, then I will take away your five senses, see how you want my life" The scorching flame had already fallen to the tip of his nose, and Chu Tianwen only felt a pain in the skin on his face, as if it was on fire.

Whether it was the onlookers or the powerful people on the stage, when their eyes were fixed on the long knife that was burning with flames had already slashed on the other party's body, they all gasped, and even more timidly hurriedly covered their eyes, for fear that the scene of blood splashing on the spot would fall into their eyes......

It's a pity that the imaginary tragic scene didn't happen, as if it should be in response to the fierce flames, Chu Tianwen's body suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, and when everyone regained their vision, only Maruyama Ichiro was left alone in the ring.

Breathing a breeze blowing, Lin Yu and the others couldn't help but widen their eyes, and the original dots of metal true qi turned into a whirlwind and floated around Maruyama Ichiro.

"This, this is ...... Condensation Qi Formation" Nangong Ming stood up suddenly, if condensing true qi hurting people is a sign of a grandmaster-level martial artist, then further condensing true qi transformation is a further phenomenon of cultivation, he occasionally gained some time ago and touched some doorways, but he didn't want Chu Tianwen on the stage to do it, although turning true qi into a rootless wind is the most obvious performance, but he did it after all, Chu Tian asked this person is really a genius who was not born in the Golden Sword Gate

"The young man of Daqian is really a step higher. Tokugawa stroked the beard on his chin, and his eyes flashed with essence......

"Well, why can't you feel his presence? bastard, if you have a kind of appearance. Maruyama Ichiro held the long knife in his hand tightly, at this moment he was surrounded by an unprecedented sense of crisis, looking at the several golden air masses that kept circling around him, completely forgetting the blood that could not stop dripping from his waist at this moment.

"Hehe, I'm here. Maruyama Ichiro's ears moved, and the long knife in his hand quickly slashed to the right, and the scorching flames seemed to have steamed the air dry, leaving a roaring sound.

"No, it's this side, but unfortunately, it's too late. Jin Yao Quartet - Stop listening" The long sword that seemed to appear out of thin air suddenly stretched out next to Maruyama Ichiro's left ear, and shook violently.

Ichiro Maruyama's vision flashed with gold, and then, the sound in his ears disappeared, and he looked to the right in a hurry, only to find that his eyes were also slowly darkening.

"Jinyao Quartet-Zhiguan" As Chu Tianwen's figure fully revealed, Maruyama Ichiro slowly lowered the long knife in his hand.

The sound of a long knife falling to the ground sounded, and Maruyama Ichiro's knees weakened and he fell to his knees......

"First battle, big victory" After confirming that Maruyama Ichiro was unhindered but had lost his ability to fight, the magistrate raised the small white flag in his hand.

Roaring "Daqian youth, good job"......

Although their own warriors were defeated, the people of Momomaru also burst into cheers, and compared to the rather silent viewing platform, the people of Momomaru seemed to be cheering just to enjoy a master duel that they would not normally have the chance to see.

"Tianwen, it's good" When Chu Tianwen walked to the sidelines, pulled out a grass root and put it in his mouth, and returned to the place where Prince Hong Qi and the others were sitting, Lin Yu and the others couldn't help but come forward to celebrate.

"Lin Yu, Xiao Ming, you have to be careful next, this Maruyama is probably the weakest one among them. Chu Tianwen stretched lazily and said to Lin Yu and the others. ...,

"Don't worry, we're prepared, hehe. Nangong Ming patted Chu Tianwen's shoulder, but a pair of starry eyes skimmed to the Peach Pill Martial Artist who was also looking at this side on the other side of the ring......

Whoosh When people were talking about the wonderful competition just now, Nangong Ming and Nakagawa Miyu did not delay, and jumped into the ring in a vertical shape.

Compared with Nakagawa Meiyu's high toes with both hands on his chest, Nangong Ming gave birth to two cyclones under his feet, holding a green shirt, he fell slowly, and his long black hair swayed gently, with an indescribable free and easy.

"Mi, that young man is what you mentioned the day before yesterday?" Emperor Jianwu, who was sitting in the middle of the viewing platform, looked at the young man in the distance, and his free and leisurely spirit alone was enough to attract his attention.

"Hehe, it's him, Father. The princess with a black veil nodded and chuckled, and several other royal princesses behind her couldn't help but follow her gaze to the ring.

"Well, that person is very handsome, no wonder my sister can't forget it. Several little princesses laughed at their sisters casually, but their beautiful eyes were staring at the slender and handsome Nangong Ming in the distance and didn't want to move away for a moment.

"I said Tokugawa Prince, didn't you say that this time I came from your Black Dragon Dojo carefully selected? It's so useless?" Prince Guangyao saw that he was being allocated by the big cadres first, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of anger, and the corner of his eyes looked at Prince Hong Qi, who was talking and laughing not far away, and his heart was even more panicked like a stone.

"This, His Royal Highness the Prince, I think it was Maruyama's carelessness that he was attacked by the other party, you can rest assured, Nakagawa will definitely live up to everyone's expectations. Tokugawa Sota looked at Nangong Ming on the stage quite resentfully, the other party not only attracted the attention of Princess Mi with a dashing appearance, but also humiliated him in public, originally wanted to use this competition to teach the people who were in the middle of the battle, but he didn't want to lose the first game.

"It's good-looking, hey, are you embroidering pillows? Don't let Uncle Ben down." Miu Nakagawa still has one hand on her chest, and the other hand digging into her nostrils, which never seem to be clean.

"I said, since your name is like a girl, then you should also have a little manners, in front of so many fathers and fellow villagers, do you plan to keep digging your nostrils and bleeding?" Nangong Ming opened the folding fan in his palm, as if he wanted to block his sight from looking at the other party's ugliness.

Coaxed to hear Nangong Ming's sarcastic words, the people in the audience laughed, but the magnates on the viewing platform couldn't help frowning, Nakagawa Miyu was so unbounded and did make them feel a little embarrassed, but Tokugawa Sota's eyes flickered, staring at Nangong Ming's folding fan, and he was even more thinking about explaining to Zhongchuan in advance, so that he could find an opportunity to snatch the other party's fan.

"The mouth is quite powerful, so take me. Nakagawa Miwa ignored the laughter around her, and her right hand, which was originally inserted in her arms, lifted the samurai sword at her waist and spoke.

"Just let the horses come. Nangong Ming closed the folding fan, and the corners of his mouth curved.

A crisp sound sounded, and Nakagawa Miyu's long knife was instantly unsheathed, and a cyan sword grew angrily in the wind, heading straight at Nangong Ming.

"I'm afraid you won't make it" Nangong Ming's eyes flashed, and the green sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed, and the same cyan sword went-for-tat.

Boom, two extremely similar horses suddenly collided together, and everyone felt a strong wind coming towards them, and they couldn't help but retreat backwards.

"True Martial God Merry, how can you be?" Nakagawa Miyu looked at the two true qi in amazement, canceling each other, and the blade-like wind whirlwind cut several cracks in the ring in front of the two.

"Hehe, I'm not a true martial god, this is my Daqian's authentic wind technique. Nangong Ming hooked his index finger with a provocative look, in fact, what he used was the martial art that he stole from the Seven Ninja Sword Men from the Liuli Domain, but Nangong Ming did not really learn the use of the True Martial God, but only relied on his perception of the genius of the sky.

"Impossible, how can outsiders learn the exercises of my Black Dragon Dojo?" Nakagawa Miyu's doubts also appeared in the hearts of several other people in the field, especially An Teng Noya, who had been silent, and Tokugawa Yoyan on the viewing platform widened their eyes.

"Again, this isn't some of your true martial arts. Seeing that Nakagawa Miyu's state of mind was affected, Nangong Ming's feet immediately attached a cyan cyclone, and his figure blurred.

"Give me the middle" Nangong Ming left hand in front of Ichigo's chest, and the Qingmang sword on the right swept out, and a huge sword light appeared on the blade, which was also slashed at Nakagawa Miyu's waist.

"The sword qi is like Lin Yu, and Xiao Ming is also very strong. Chu Tian looked at Nangong Ming who was slashed by a sword in the field, and his heart was really touched. It is rare for his cultivation to reach the point of condensing qi and forming it, and he can't imagine that Nangong Ming not only uses the true qi of the wind genus freely, but also achieves the first step of the unity of the heart and sword, and has practiced the gang qi.

Taoist Gang Qi is different from the Five Elements True Qi, it is the resonance between the warrior and the weapon, when a weapon is blessed with the true qi by the warrior countless times, it will be quite spiritual, and the Gang Qi produced by itself is the most direct manifestation.

"Hehe, compared to the Five Elements True Qi, Jian Gang is much sharper, Tianwen, have you also reached this point?" Lin Yu looked back at Chu Tian, who was surprised on the side, and asked.

"Well, hehe, I really can't hide anything from you, just now when I used Jin Yao Quartet, I really summoned the qi in the sword. Chu Tianwen scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Jin Jianmen, it is really a genius, listening to this meaning, not only Chu Tian asked, but Lin Yu also practiced his strength. Bing Ruqing looked at Nangong Ming in the field, but her eyes fell on Lin Yu and the others in front of her, although she also touched Jian Gang's fur very vaguely, she didn't think that the other people were not worse than her at all, and even stronger.

As soon as she thought of this, this genius woman who was not born in the Ice Sword Sect suddenly became complicated...... ,