Chapter 57 plays

It is said that Hu Yang rushed to eat more than 30 catties of meat, drank more than 10 catties of broth, and ate a full meal.

An hour later, the black-armored officer announced that the contest had resumed.

The martial arts competition in the Wuzun realm was changed to two duels at the same time, and the one in front of him was two warriors who also used swords, the same light soldiers and long swords, and the two stood five zhang apart, saluted, and stood with the same legs slightly apart, and the long sword in the right hand pointed obliquely at the ground.

As soon as the Martial Saint Judge opened his mouth to announce the start of the competition, he felt a strange movement in the air in front of him, and the clothes of the two of them first swelled for a while, and then calmed down as before, but the corners of the clothes no longer fluttered, and became flat and straight, looking as hard as gold and iron, and the long sword in his hand suddenly let out a loud and clear sound—"Groan......

Hu Yang had a feeling that the two long sword warriors had become several times larger - although the sword still looked so wide and long, it gave people the illusion that it had become several times larger.

"Howling, Howling, Howling......"

The two of them attacked almost at the same time, fighting fast, in addition to the "whistle, whistle" sound of the long sword breaking through the wind, there was also a "hissing" sound of the air being torn.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them attacked more than a dozen moves, but the two long swords did not touch each other, which shows the speed and ingenuity of the body.

He felt that if it weren't for the space controlled by the Martial Saint Seniors in the air, it would be impossible for the martial artists below the Martial Venerable Realm to get within five zhang when the two of them were fighting, and the "hiss" sound that tore through the air was the legendary sword qi?

I recalled the chaotic jade body exercises in my mind and the knowledge that appeared on the "First Knowledge of Martial Arts", and realized that it was not called sword qi, but called imperial soldiers Chenggang, and the clothes of those two warriors who suddenly became rigid as gold and iron also have a saying, called condensing qi into gang, and imperial soldiers into gang and condensing qi into gang are all abilities that martial artists only have when they reach the realm of martial arts.

"Qiang ......"

The long swords of the two on the field finally collided once, and the two attacked from far and near, from the beginning of the sword gang attack to a close fight, so the "Qiang Qiang Qiang" long sword collision sound continued, the two of them were as fast as the wind, the long sword was as sharp as a poisonous snake, sharp as a meteor, and the battle was thrilling and abnormal.

Hu Yang observed another battle, and felt that in addition to the fact that Wuzun was a soldier who became a gang, condensed qi, was faster than the martial artist realm, jumped higher than the martial artist realm, and had greater strength than the martial artist realm, the essence of his combat attack was a combination of strength and speed, and it seemed that he did not have the unsolvable killing move that he had been worried about and unsolvable killing that was released through the air from afar and killing people like cutting vegetables.

When I saw this, I didn't care about the results of the competition on the field.

Hu Yang asked Zhang Cong and Wei Cheng to sit on his left and right, and Liu Jiang and Liu Hai to sit behind him, closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state, and began to recover the physical strength and spirit consumed by watching the battle for half a day.

After all, it's about to be your turn.

Except for Liu Hai, who knew that Hu Yang was a freak, the other three were all puzzled, especially Zhang Cong and Wei Cheng.

Although this big brother Hu Yang is very sociable, very bold, and has a devilish and strange horse, he likes to pretend very much; the martial disciples say that it is impossible to win against Wu Zun, haven't you heard that the king will punish him for being beaten on the field? What is the purpose of your cultivation with your eyes closed when you are about to fight? Are you still ready to resist?

What's the use of resisting? It's better to go on the field and let the opponent's martial artist fall to the ground and not get up, and admit defeat loudly, and have his own air martial saint seniors to take care of him, and he won't be beaten to cripples.

Immediately, the three of them felt that he was not only pretending, but also pretending to be more and more like the real thing, because the three of them found that the aura around them was fluctuating more and more violently.

Oh my God, is this what a martial artist should be doing when he is cultivating?

The aura of heaven and earth around Hu Yang's body seeped into his body like a stream of water, faintly forming a vortex centered on him, as if even the air was changing, and the environment of Wuzun's cultivation was just like that!

The three of them were puzzled, they had never heard of a martial apprentice who could cause environmental changes when he was cultivating, that was a phenomenon only in the realm of martial arts; when martial arts were cultivating, they would cause changes in the environment around him, and with the growth of his skills, he would realize the mystery of the power of heaven and earth in the environmental changes during cultivation for a long time, and when he broke through the realm and became a martial king, he would master the ability to borrow the power of heaven and earth; but who had ever heard that the environment would also be faintly abnormal when a martial apprentice cultivated qi that had not formed a cyclone?

Half an hour later, Hu Yang woke up. There have been three rounds of martial arts duels on the field, and only two martial artists have played in this fourth round.

The two of them are fighting on horseback, the two warriors use a spear and a halberd; the heavy halberd is heavy and strong, the moves are wide open and close, and the momentum is huge, and every move is stabbed, swept, split, and hung with great force, with the sound of "woo" breaking the wind; the spear is a shotgun, in the hands of the warrior, sometimes it trembles straight, sometimes it is soft like a spiritual snake, the head of the spear is shining with silver light, and the sound of the roar is like raindrops, which makes people dazzled.

The demon horse under the seat of the two is also a demon venerable, not the same as the demon horse of the demon master realm, every sprint and acceleration are only completed within five square circles, and it looks more flexible than a rabbit between a vertical jump, a twist and a turn;

Hu Yang was fascinated by it, and a strange word suddenly popped up in his heart - Remy Martin!

It was originally a horse battle, but the two masters of cavalry fought into a hand-to-hand fighting posture, a gun and a halberd collided endlessly, loud noises were repeated, and the demon horse galloped and jumped, the smoke was in the dust, and the hooves rumbled.

The soldiers of the two divisions, the wind and the wind, had already shouted hoarsely, but they were still desperately shouting and cheering.

Hu Yang felt that this was the real front of the two armies, the generals killed the enemy in front of the formation, and the soldiers of the two armies in the rear shouted and cheered, except that there were no drums, this scene was more than a hundred times more shocking than the scenes seen in TV series and movies before.

The blood is gradually boiling, and before I know it, I am already a strong fighting spirit, this is what my generation of men should do!

Come on, wait for the master to fight for 300 rounds!

"Kill ......"

The halberd Wuzun on the field shouted, and a heavy halberd was induced by him to infuse vitality, and it actually made a buzzing sound like a long sword! The demon horse under the seat also suddenly showed great might, and a force leaped and rushed out more than two feet, and the warrior's halberd was raised.

"Buzz ......"

The halberd slashed down with a bang.

The spear-wielding warrior raised his spear above his head

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a deafening explosion, and the spear bent like a bow, and the demon horse under the seat was shaken back three steps.

The halberd holding the halberd Wuzun did not rebound back abnormally, and was pressed down by his arms, and the warrior leaned forward on the horse's back and stretched it straight, and actually attributed the power of the impact of the man and the horse to a halberd, and the demon horse with the spear sat down and the demon horse's legs were weak, and he took five steps back again, and immediately the warrior's face was red, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

The halberd Wuzun was not finished, and when the momentum of the forward rush was exhausted, he suddenly brought the halberd back, and the crescent blade of the war halberd hooked the opponent's spear handle.

"Ah......h

The warrior let out a long roar, pulled the spear in reverse into a bow, and then used his strength to press downward, and the spear-wielding warrior finally couldn't bear it anymore and spewed out a mouthful of bloody arrows.

Hu Yang thought that the battle was decided and the victory and defeat had been divided, but he didn't expect a sudden change on the field.

The spear-wielding warrior spat out a mouthful of blood, and the demon horse under the seat suddenly lowered his head and flicked his front legs, and then turned around and ran away with the strength of the backward struggle;

The halberd warrior didn't expect the opponent to give up the spear, and it was a taboo for the warrior to leave his hand, because the warrior lost the warrior and had only one way to escape.

was about to catch up with a horse and make up for a halberd, but he heard a "boom" in the smoke and dust ahead...... Whew......"

The halberd warrior saw a white light like lightning, went straight to the door, and hurriedly shrank his head......

With a sound of "dang ......", an arrow was shot on the helmet, and he was dizzy for a while, and before he could react again, the second white light had already shot into his chest.

"The two sides have ceased fighting, and the winner has been decided. The Air Martial Saint announced.

Hu Yang's hairs stood on end all over his body as he watched from the sidelines, and the heart path battle field was really changing rapidly, thinking that the victory and defeat had been divided, but the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye, and the winning side became the losing side, and if it weren't for the presence of the martial saint seniors in the air, it was estimated that his life would not be guaranteed.

There was a sky-shattering shout from the stands of the Wind Ministry, and the winner turned out to be a warrior of the Wind Ministry; the stands of the Gale Department rushed up to the field to three warriors, helped the halberd Wuzun down from his horse, fed him the pill, and carried him out of the field on a stretcher for treatment.

"The two designated martial artists of the Martial Venerable Realm of Swift Wind and Tempest will face off. The black-armored officer announced.

"Brother Hu Yang, don't resist when you can't fight, there are martial saints in the air to take care of it. ”

"Yes, yes, lie on the ground, don't resist, throw in the towel loudly. ”

Zhang Cheng said it was quite tactful, but Wei Cheng spoke in one step.

Liu Jiang next to him was also worried, and said that he should not resist, and if he fell, he would not get up, looking at the tone, he wished that Hu Yang would lie down and enter the arena directly, and he would have fallen to the ground and admitted defeat without fighting; only Liu Hai had a strange look on his face, and he seemed to have a sense of expectation.

"You don't have to worry, I know it. ”

Hu Yang was depressed, others were desperately cheering from the rear when they played, and before I played, I was persuaded to lie down and admit defeat, what is this?

After the announcement was completed, all the soldiers on the field quieted down, and the atmosphere was strange; they all heard that the person who fought against the Tempest Warrior was still a martial artist, and he was punished by the king to be beaten.

The soldiers of the Wind Department did not have the confidence to shout, and the result was doomed, and they screamed in vain, and in the end they were even more embarrassed;

"Two sons, I will have a Zhuang outside plate with the two of you, I will pay two thousand lower grade saint crystals to buy the martial artist Hu Yang of the Tempest Department to win, and bet with the two respectively, are the two sons interested?"

It turned out to be the female king who spoke.

The handsome and noble young man in the golden robe and the handsome and elegant young man in the white robe looked stunned at the same time, and felt a little incredulous.

The golden-robed boy asked, "Is Senior Sister Mu Fei serious?"

"Naturally, no jokes. ”

"In this case, Chen Can doesn't know how to make his senior sister cheap, if that martial artist wins, Chen Can will pay his senior sister five thousand holy crystals. ”

The golden-robed prince is very generous, he is from the Central Plains, and his back is terrifying, so naturally he will not be lonely and unheard, but he has never heard of the strange story of a martial artist winning against Wuzun.

"Since Senior Brother Chen Can said so, Kong Yu should be fun, and if he loses, he will also pay five thousand Holy Crystals to Senior Sister. I'm afraid that my sister will be in a bad mood if she loses. ”

The boy in white spoke in a sven manner, and he didn't believe that a martial artist could win Wuzun, which was unheard of.

"Haha...... Since the two sons are so refreshing, then it is decided! Hu Yang listened, if you win this foot battle, this king will reward you with two million spirit crystals!"

The female king laughed, and played ten out of ten the arrogant posture that a robber leader should have, except that her voice was not rough enough.

When Hu Yang heard this, he was first overjoyed, and then a nameless fire rushed straight to the top door.

The joy is that if she wins this battle, she can get an additional two million crystals, and the fire is that this girl actually uses herself to earn crystals, treats herself as a horse on the racetrack, and the most important thing is to only give herself two million spirit crystals! If she wins, she will win 10,000 holy crystals, how many spirit crystals are 10,000 holy crystals worth? I don't know for a while. But at least it's hundreds of millions, and hundreds of millions of spars are only given to the master!

Outrageous?

Although it was a great light, there was no way, lifting the black iron sword, hanging Erlang should be dragged on the ground, staggering towards the competition field, and there were words in his mouth as he walked.

If anyone is close to him, he can be heard repeating and repeating, "Three and a half million, three and a half million, three and a half million......."

Three and a half million spars are also!

He bought his own 100,000 spar step chips, one to pay fifteen, and the king rewarded him with another two million, a total of three and a half million, he calculated clearly.