"Can Ren Pingsheng really win easily?"

"Anyway, it's worth it to be able to witness this duel with your own eyes!"

However, in the midst of this noisy discussion, Ren Pingsheng seemed to be in another world.

He sat quietly in the smoke and rain pavilion, his eyes slightly closed, as if listening to the sound of the wind, and as if he was comprehending the true meaning of martial arts.

The noise of the outside world was just a passing moment for him, and it couldn't shake him at all.

His heart is like a quiet lake, no matter how turbulent the outside world is, he can maintain that calm concentration.

He's waiting, waiting for that opponent who deserves his full effort.

For Ren Pingsheng, this duel is not only a contest of victory and defeat, but also a test of his pursuit of martial arts.

He hoped that through this duel, he would be able to take himself one step further on the path of martial arts.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Ren Pingsheng's figure looks particularly lonely in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, but it reveals an otherworldly temperament.

He knew that he was about to face an unprecedented challenge.

But he also knows that he is ready for the challenge.

At that moment, a sound broke the silence.

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion.

He knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a figure slowly walked out of the fog, he was masked, and his black robe hunted in the breeze, like a warrior from ancient times.

The most shocking thing is that he actually stepped on the water with his feet on the water, walking as steadily as if he were walking on the ground!

"Oh my God! Who's this? I was able to tread water! ”

"It's incredible! How is this done? ”

The audience was instantly shocked.

Countless pairs of eyes widened, as if they wanted to engrave this incredible scene in their minds.

Even those well-informed martial arts people couldn't help but show amazement at this moment.

Ren Pingsheng also felt a shock.

He thought that Wang Ye would fight in person, but he didn't expect it to be this mysterious man in black.

He was full of doubts in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "Who is Your Excellency?" Why did you come here with a mask? ”

Xia Ye didn't answer immediately, but slowly walked to the center of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion and stood still.

He looked around, as if searching for something.

After a while, he locked his gaze on Ren Pingsheng, and his voice echoed in the silent air: "It doesn't matter who comes, on behalf of the Datong Pavilion, I will duel with the Star Picking Pavilion today and compete for the throne of the first martial arts in Jiangnan, you don't have to press yourself to the realm, go all out." ”

His voice was not high-pitched, but it revealed a strong conviction and determination.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, he felt the weight in Xia Ye's words.

He knew that this duel was not only about his personal honor, but also about the status of the Star Picking Pavilion and even the entire Jiangnan Martial Dao.

People have speculated about the identity and origin of the summer night.

Some people believe that he may be a disciple of some hidden master, while others speculate that he may be a representative of some mysterious force.

But in any case, the appearance of the summer night undoubtedly adds a layer of mystery to this duel.

Ren Pingsheng also felt an inexplicable pressure.

He could feel the powerful aura emanating from this Xia Cheng's body, and knew that the other party was by no means an idle person.

He took a deep breath, calmed the shock and doubts in his heart, and said slowly: "Since Your Excellency is interested in learning, then please give advice." ”

As Ren Pingsheng's words fell, the audience fell into silence again.

Everyone held their breath and looked forward to the official start of this pinnacle showdown.

Ren Pingsheng didn't ask any more questions, and as soon as his body moved, he attacked the summer night like lightning.

On a summer night, although his face was covered, his eyes were as bright as the stars, revealing calmness and firmness.

His movements were light and swift, like a bat shuttling through the night, every dodge was just right, and every turn was extremely agile.

Ren Pingsheng's attack was as fierce as a storm, but the summer night was like a light leaf, swaying in the wind and rain, but it was never knocked down.

His pace was nimble, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, sometimes dodging left, sometimes dodging right, and every move accurately avoided Ren Pingsheng's attacks.

However, Ren Pingsheng is the head of the Star Picking Pavilion after all, and his every move and style contains profound internal strength and exquisite martial arts.

His attacks continued like a tidal wave, wave after wave, bringing tremendous pressure to the summer night.

Xia Ye could feel that Ren Pingsheng's internal strength was as unfathomable as the vast ocean, and his martial arts were even more exquisite and impeccable.

Every time he attacked, he could feel a powerful impact coming from the opponent's palm, shaking his arm and his chest tight.

Although Xia Ye had tried his best, he was gradually forced to the edge of the ring by Ren Pingsheng.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Xia Ye was hit by Ren Pingsheng's palm, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

He rolled in the air and landed firmly on the water, but he did not sink into the water.

Ren Pingsheng watched Xia Ye being forced to the edge of the ring, and a sneer appeared on his face.

He scoffed, "It seems that your strength is not very good. ”

There was a hint of contempt and disdain in his voice.

He didn't give Summer Night any respite, and his body suddenly moved, like a bolt of lightning piercing the air, and launched a fierce attack on Summer Night again.

His palms flew up, his fists were heavy, and every move and style contained powerful internal force and exquisite martial arts.

Ren Pingsheng's attacks came like a tide, one move after another, continuously.

His internal force was surging like a volcanic eruption, as if it was about to completely suppress the summer night in the endless raging storm.

Summer Night felt an unprecedented pressure, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his chest, making him breathless.

He knew that Ren Pingsheng's strength had reached an extremely terrifying point, almost one step away from the Grandmaster Realm, and he might be defeated if he was not careful.

However, Summer Night didn't give up.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist Ren Pingsheng's attack.

He took a deep breath to stabilize the panic in his heart.

He knew that in addition to strength, he needed wisdom and strategy to fight against a master like Ren Pingsheng.

Summer Night began to use the strange art he had mastered.

This is an ancient and mysterious school of martial arts, which emphasizes the use of softness to overcome rigidity and skillful strength.

Through subtle body and pace adjustments, he skillfully dodged Ren Pingsheng's fierce attacks and launched a counterattack at a critical moment.

His hands flipped rapidly, sometimes clenching into fists, sometimes spreading his palms, and sometimes his fingertips like swords, every movement was precise and powerful.

Although his attacks seem to be understated, they contain powerful internal forces and unique skills of Qimen Technique, which are difficult to guard against.

Although Xia Ye's counterattack did not pose much of a threat to Ren Pingsheng, each of his attacks forced Ren Pingsheng to take a step back.

As time passed, Xia Ye gradually grasped the initiative in the battle, while Ren Pingsheng began to fall into a passive defensive situation.