Lu Zisheng has a little-known identity, that is, strictly speaking, he cannot be regarded as the aboriginal of the Sword Shrine of Life and Death.

It was his father and mother who entered the Sword Shrine of Life and Death in order to escape the pursuit of the enemy, and then he was born.

His parents were famous swordsmen in the Qi Kingdom, and they did not master a lot of martial arts, and at the same time, in order to avoid vendettas, they did not want their son to live in this sword mound for the rest of their lives.

After all, their son was innocent, and their enemies didn't know that they had a son, so they taught their son as much as possible the martial arts they had learned in the outside world.

Some simple beginner-level martial arts could be taught, and above the Yellow Rank could not be taught directly, so they spent a lot of time teaching him the form first, and then teaching him the correct way little by little according to his reaction.

This is a very stupid method, but for a long time, it has allowed them to get the hang of it, so Lu Zisheng is actually one of the few sword slaves in this sword mound who has mastered martial arts.

Of course, in the process, they tried their best to conceal it, and all this, until this moment, did not reveal some clues.

Lu Zisheng in the ring used that sharp leg technique, which brought everyone no less surprise than Lu Shan and Ye Chong's thunder fist technique.

His legs are fierce and fierce, so that the general will come out of the tiger and the wind, like a wild bee and butterfly, dazzling, faintly can only hear the sound of muffled thunder rolling!

Ye Chong in the audience couldn't help but blurt out: "Wind and thunder legs!"

Outside of the Sword Shrine, the Wind Thunder Leg is a beginner-level martial art at the same level as the Ben Thunder Fist, but the leg method is more difficult to practice than the fist technique, and because it is only a beginner-level martial art, no one wants to waste a lot of time on it, so the Wind Thunder Leg has been quite neglected.

But I didn't expect that I would be able to see this wind and thunder leg in the sword mound!

Ye Chong squinted his eyes slightly, and saw that under Lu Zisheng's sharp leg technique, a cold glow like thunder and lightning faintly appeared, and he knew that this person had trained the wind and thunder legs to perfection.

At this moment, under his dazzling leg technique, he only heard the sound of a few brittle bones breaking, and then Lu Zisheng's leg was retracted, but the sword slave opposite him had collapsed to the ground, and even blurred.

Beneath the sword slave, a spider-web-like crack had appeared in the ring, and there was a slight collapse.

It can be seen that Lu Zisheng is ruthless!

The sword slaves in the audience were secretly frightened, and many people had already decided to give up this little-known kid like Ye Chong, and then Lu Zisheng's ring, and turned around and walked to other places.

The elder in the ring made a move, simply stabilized the injury of the fallen sword slave, ordered the people of the torture hall to take him down, and then announced Lu Zisheng's victory.

For a while, no one in the audience was willing to go on stage and fight against this evil star.

Lu Zisheng stood proudly on the stage, his eyes casually glancing at Ye Chong.

In his heart at this time, the only opponent was Ye Chong, and he was sure that the wind and thunder legs he had just revealed must have left a deep impression on Ye Chong.

However, when he saw Ye Chong, he found that the other party had closed his eyes at some point, sitting cross-legged under the ring, with a slight aura on his body, as if he was teasing.

Lu Zisheng was just stunned for a moment, and then he still showed a smug smile.

Do you think you can think of a way to deal with my wind and thunder legs at a glance? Hey, it seems that I deliberately played this trick, and it is possible that I overestimated you.

Lu Zisheng carefully looked at Ye Chong's thunder punch in the ring, and after secretly comparing it, he found that it was on par with his own wind and thunder legs, so he deliberately used the wind and thunder legs as soon as he got on the field, and he thought that Ye Chong would inevitably be like him, carefully analyzing the leg and boxing techniques, and seeking to crack it, but the final result was definitely unable to find a way to crack it.

Then when they really faced off, all of Ye Chong's attacks and fears were definitely aimed at Feng Lei Leg, which also became a trap for him to bow to his feet.

Everything seemed much simpler and more effective than he expected.

When Ye Chong began to sit down and breathe, it took a while before someone finally mustered up the courage to step into the ring.

This is also within Lu Zisheng's estimate, according to the rules of the game, after he wins ten consecutive victories, he must start a duel with Ye Chong immediately, unlike Ye Chong who still has time to rest at this time, which is not fair to him.

But if he is ruthless in the first game, he will discourage the sword slave who is ready to challenge in the audience, so that the pause time between each round of duel will be extended, and he can use this long pause time to secretly breathe and restore the state of his body.

In this way, when he and Ye Chong really face off, they will not suffer because they don't have time to breathe.

Lu Zisheng has always been very low-key in the Sword Shrine, and few people know that he is actually a calculating person.

Soon, the duel in the ring began again, and Lu Zisheng, who had taken advantage of this pause to secretly breathe, was still vigorous and resolute, making ruthless moves, and the wind and thunder leg moves went straight to the opponent's vital point.

The second sword slave was kicked by him and broke three ribs, and he also suffered internal injuries.

This time, the sword slave under the ring was even more shocked.

So while waiting for the third sword slave to muster up the courage to come to the stage, Lu Zisheng finished pranayama again, and then round after round, the interval was even longer than the duel in the ring, and Lu Zisheng had no pressure, and before every battle, he could adjust his state to the peak.

When he completed ten consecutive victories, there were already hundreds of duels in other rings, and their ring, plus Ye Chong and the previous first duel, was only twenty-one in total.

The twenty-second duel will be between Ye Chong and Lu Zisheng.

This time, many defeated sword slaves did not leave immediately, but stayed, just to see with their own eyes who could be better between Ye Chong and Lu Zisheng.

In the midst of curious eyes, Ye Chong Shi Ran walked into the ring and stood opposite Lu Zisheng with a relaxed face.

"It's time to go. The elder gave an order.

A smile appeared on Lu Zisheng's face, and at the same time, his body suddenly tilted, supporting the ground of the ring with both hands, using force in his hands, supporting his body to keep moving forward, while his legs were raised high, stirring like the wind, wrapped in gusts of wind and thunder, and attacked Ye Chong's face.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ye Chong's fists kept attacking, and the essence on his fists flashed, like lightning, colliding with Lu Zisheng's sharp feet, and on the entire ring, there was a sudden sound, and countless silver snakes scurried between the fists and feet of the two, like countless rolling thunder colliding, lightning and thunder intertwined.

The dust on the ring was everywhere for a while, and the spider-web-like cracks under the two of them continued to spread around, and the intensity could be seen.

The sword slaves in the audience were dumbfounded, they never expected that the two had just fought each other, and they would fight so fiercely.

However, in Lu's plan, this is just the beginning.

In the midst of a series of fierce fights, Lu Zisheng suddenly screamed, his hands supporting the ground suddenly lifted, and then slapped down hard, and his whole body was carried up by the force of this rebound, jumping into the air.

On the ring, Ye Chong stood upright, his eyes like electricity.

In mid-air, Lu Zisheng put his legs into the ink-stained brush, and drew two shiny "zhi" characters in the air, shining with cold light!

The last pose of the Wind Thunder Leg, the electric wing!

The electric wings like huge lightning pierced the sky and slashed towards Ye Chong!

Ye Chong's face was not shocked, he raised his arms lightly, and hit the air with his fists!

Whoosh!

Two blazing bolts of lightning burst out from his fist, and the fourth form of the Thunder Fist - shocking lightning!

The two rays of lightning collided halfway, making a piercing sound of air grinding, and a strong shock wave spread out from the mid-air to the surroundings.

Like a raging wind, it blew the sword slaves in the audience to hunt in their robes.

After this confrontation, Lu Zisheng's body fell rapidly, but at the moment he landed, his legs bent slightly, and he paused tightly for a moment, and then instantly jumped up with his strength, and a harrier turned over, and came to Ye Chong's diagonal top.

This time, the sword slaves in the audience realized that the scene just now would be staged again, and what appeared in front of them next was probably the scene of lightning shockwaves colliding and intertwining.

In the ring, Ye Chong and Lu Zisheng in mid-air glanced at each other, and then shot at the same time.

However...... Sudden change!

Lu Zisheng, who was in mid-air, suddenly rose with an ocean-like blue sword intent on his legs, and then his legs hooked in the air, and with a single stroke, he drew two sharp arcs, those two arcs of light were like the lips of a demon, and suddenly opened his bloody mouth, revealing the fangs of the unbridled sword intent, and slammed towards Ye Chong's body!

"It's ...... Sword skills!"

Only the well-informed elders could see that Lu Zisheng had abandoned the previous wind and thunder legs, and instead used his legs as a sword and used a sword technique.

And the cheap slaves in the audience were surprised by Lu Zisheng's sudden change of tactics, and at the same time looked at Ye Chong with great sympathy, after all, they could all see that the bloody mouth that suddenly covered Ye Chong's body was not so easy to deal with.

At this time, Ye Chong squinted his eyes, his whole body did not dodge or dodge, standing on the ring like a rock, let him be raging in the wind and rain, I would not move!

Only a very small number of sword slaves found that his hands stretched out their index fingers at the same time, and the fingertips were surrounded by sword intent, and the sword intent was based on cold white and flames as the totem, and with the movement of the index fingers of both hands, a strange seal was drawn.

A flick of the finger is sixty moments, and nine hundred lives and deaths in an instant.

All of this happened in an instant.

Just when the bloody mouth was about to hit the top of Ye Chong's head, Ye Chong's right index finger suddenly poked upward!

Above the index finger, the light was blazing, and the overprints were superimposed layer by layer, colliding with the bloody mouth that was blatantly covered.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless explosions of anger exploded three inches above Ye Chong's head, causing the sword slaves in the audience to ring in their ears.

At the same time, Ye Chong's left index finger also pointed into the air.

pointed to Lu Zisheng, who was falling.

The nine seals, wrapped in the blazing light of sword intent, rushed away like a machine gun.

At this moment, people only saw Lu Zisheng's pupils dilated by fear and surprise, as well as his distorted face.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Another series of explosions.

Lu Zisheng's clothes were torn and tattered, blood was spilling from his mouth, eyes, nose and ears, and he was extremely depressed, and he slammed into the ring.

Call!

Almost at the same moment, the sword slaves in the audience gasped for breath, as if they were unwilling to slow down from the fierce battle.

In the ring, the elder's voice sounded without emotion.

"Ye Chongsheng!"