Chapter 44: I'm Hard-Looking

The Daluo Martial Arts Meeting, which attracted the attention of countless martial artists in the world, was carried out as scheduled, and until now, there are only more than 60 young geniuses still on the field.

However, the more this is the case, the atmosphere outside the martial arts arena will only become more and more enthusiastic, and after Gaine has passed the first two rounds in a row, the strength of the two sides in the ring is getting closer and closer, and there are few situations where one move is enough to distinguish the winner from the loser.

For these ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts at all, the warriors of the lower three grades are face to face, fighting with their fists to the flesh for half an hour, and the last party relies on endurance to win narrowly, that scene is much better than the so-called middle and third grade martial artists who rely on the invisible true qi to solve the opponent.

Of course, once the cultivation of a martial artist reaches the realm of the upper three grades, it can be regarded as truly opening a magnificent picture scroll that belongs to a martial artist.

The battle between gods is comparable to a natural disaster.

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Li Qingchen is still wearing an ordinary green shirt that has been washed a little white, and when he stands under the ring, his feet seem to be rooted in the ground, and he doesn't move, quietly waiting for the time that belongs to him.

Most of the people in the field are also like him, silently recuperating, and many of them have even closed their eyes, completely immersing their minds, slowly adjusting their spirits and spirits, and urging them to the peak state.

Although it is a martial arts, only by doing your best can you respect your opponent and be responsible for yourself.

There are only a few lucky people who have basically relied on luck to get to where they are now, not to mention their young age, and they can't stabilize their hearts, looking left and right, their eyes are full of excitement, and even the most important breathing has become rapid because of this.

The mind is disturbed, and you don't know it.

On the stage, who had been scribbled for more than a hundred years, wearing a black and white military uniform, with a straight waist, Pei Min, who was making him more and more elegant, looked at the battle list in his hand, and asked Lao Wang beside him: "Is this one appropriate?"

Lao Wang is still the same as if he was a hanger, on the beard of his chin, he can even clearly see a little condensed sugar juice, I don't know what good things he ate before he came over.

"Why is it not suitable, is it possible that you and I have come all the way, we have always defeated the weak with the strong? We practice martial arts, if we want to climb to a higher place, we have to dare to punch the stronger, otherwise, in this life, we only dare to fight the inferior with advantages, it is destined not to go far." ”

Pei Min hesitated slightly, but still said: "Indeed, the martial arts club itself is a kind of physical and mental sharpening for them, step by step, that is the best, too early to meet an opponent like Zhang Zangxiang, it is not suitable." ”

At this moment, a man with a single eyelid with a mustache next to him suddenly interjected: "This martial arts club has always not allowed to compete under a false name, once discovered, it will be immediately disqualified, it was that kid who hid it well, and now we know about it, how can we still allow him to continue to compete?"

Lao Wang was originally quietly reaching out his hand, pretending to cough, and then picking at the bit of minced meat between his teeth, when he couldn't help but glance at the other party, and then pointed to the northeast and asked, "Why don't you go to Luoyang Division and tell them?"

When the man with the mustache and single eyelids heard this, his face tightened, and then he showed a wry smile, waved his hand and said: "That's it, that's it, Luoyang Division hasn't come forward for decades, this time I have to give them a face, how to say it, it's all our own people, the rules are dead, people are alive, do you say yes?"

Lao Wang didn't bother to look at him, turned his head and continued to say to Pei Min: "Now someone deliberately wants to see his quality, it just so happens that Lao Tzu also wants to see, he claims to be a native of Youzhou, has no sect, no foundation, but at such a young age, he has such strength, whether he has anything to do with Youzhou Division, this is very important." ”

Pei Min frowned slightly, slightly puzzled, but he didn't like to talk in the first place, and he was able to take the initiative to say so much for Li Qingchen, in fact, it was all because He Jizhen and Lao Wang had an excellent impression of him, and from the bottom of his heart, he agreed with Lao Wang's statement.

Martial arts is long, how can you always only be allowed to win, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, a martial artist, must be able to win without arrogance, defeat without discouragement, how to maintain their own martial courage not to fall, is the most important.

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"Jia Chen, the first game, Zhang Zangxiang, against, Li Qingchen!"

Lao Wang fell into the field in a flash, and the vast majority of people present were extremely impressed by him, the reason was naturally due to his strong strength, as well as the domineering spirit that shook the country's uncle's mansion, and many people even regarded this sloppy man as their goal.

This is the real martial artist, although it is not rough, but when it is time to be domineering, it is so domineering, no matter what background you have, Lao Tzu has it all on his shoulders!

What is the purpose of practicing martial arts, isn't it just to be able to punch when you want to?

As soon as he opened his mouth, he unceremoniously called out Zhang Zangxiang's real name, instead of using the pseudonym he used when he participated in the martial arts meeting, which could be regarded as an invisible beating, but looking at the young man's calm appearance, he would definitely not care about it.

The two names shouted out like this, but they didn't attract many eyes, after all, there are really not many people who have heard of the name Zhang Zangxiang, even if these three words are listed below Bai Yiyi, the daughter of the military governor of Chang'an, in the list of cultivators of the Hanging Mirror Division.

And even fewer people know Li Qingchen, even if he won two games neatly before, it can't prove too much, so the people who set their eyes on this ring are very few.

Both of them jumped into the ring in one step, Li Qingchen looked at the young man in front of him who was three years older than himself, he was extremely tall, and his body was very strong, like a mountain piled up of boulders, indestructible, that face was exactly the same as the portrait he saw last night, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes were bright, and his expression was very resolute.

As soon as Pu came to power, Zhang Zangxiang immediately sent a message to Li Qingchen: "I have a lot of strength, if I can't stand it, I will shout to stop, at the martial arts meeting, only win or lose, regardless of life and death, I hope your Excellency will forgive me if you offend!"

Li Qingchen just heard the other party's tone and chose to silently convey it to himself, instead of saying it in public, he knew that the other party was pure kindness, so he also replied with a kind smile, but his words were not so friendly when they sounded.

"It's okay, just move your muscles. ”

Li Qingchen said, raised his head, looked at the slowly moving white clouds above his head, breathed deeply the air that belonged to Chang'an, and the muscles and bones of his body began to make a subtle sound, and a stream of heat, starting from his middle dantian, began to overflow to the limbs, his body began to get hot, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

The dragon elephant is like a god?

What a point!

"It's coming!"

Li Qingchen lowered his head suddenly, and gently lowered his voice as a reminder, and even took a big stride and took the initiative to rush forward.

Zhang Zangxiang on the opposite side, his eyes were as calm as ever, as if it was a high mountain hidden in the dense forest, regardless of the wind and rain, there was still no waves, seeing the opponent rushing towards him, he stood in place and did not hide, just raised his leg and kicked to the side.

Although the ring cast by this diamond is large, it is still too small for these two five-rank martial artists, so the contact between the two sides is almost instantaneous.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zangxiang stood quietly on the field without moving, while Li Qingchen had already flown out directly to the side.

Inside and outside the martial arts arena, whether they were focusing on watching this side, or only glancing at it with their spare eyes, there was a malicious boo, and then many people directly looked away and stopped paying attention to this side.

If you fall with one kick, what kind of strength do you have to see, it's better to look at the ring next to you, after the two families have a grudge against the famous family, the fight is called a fierce mile.

However, Li Qingchen did not really land, but the moment his body touched the ground, he had already braced it with one hand, leaning on a beautiful oolong skein, and directly flipped up from the ground.

With this trick just now, he had already roughly realized the strength of the other party.

Indeed, as he himself said, he really has great strength, and it is not ordinarily big, it is very big.

Once cultivated to a level, with the power of three dragons and nine elephants, it is conceivable that it is such a great power, even if he is only a mere five grades now, and he has just started, but it is enough to give full play to a certain advantage of mastery, and Li Qingchen also guessed that the other party must have been born with a divine power, otherwise it would not be so terrifying, and the tantric monk who was rumored to have given him a masterpiece, Xu also valued this point, so he passed on this mastery to him.

Just now he just kicked himself in the shoulder, and Li Qingchen already felt a slight crack in the bones on his shoulder, you know, he was never lazy when he was refining his body in the first three grades, but he doubled his sharpening, and the slow speed of breaking the mirror showed the depth of his foundation.

Not only that, but he also has Wei Tuo who has washed his essence since he was a child, and the tenacity of his muscles and bones is definitely not bad, but the other party is just a kick, but he still has become this kind of end, and the other party is far from doing his best.

Zhang Zangxiang quietly looked at Li Qingchen in the distance, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he did not choose to chase after the victory, but continued to transmit the sound and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"

He came to the Martial Arts Club in order to rely on his own strength to speak out for the Qinghe Zhang clan that had disappeared for decades, but in fact, he was not a belligerent person, if that was the case, he would not get the great opportunity of Dragon Elephant Praruogong, if the other party could recognize the difference in strength between the two sides, and directly surrender and admit defeat, it would naturally be the best, otherwise once he couldn't control his strength after that, the opponent's martial arts future would be completely shattered, it would be bad.

How to gain more strength is no longer something that he needs to worry about, and how to send and receive his power freely is his current practice.

But he didn't want to, the young man on the other side who looked like a weak scholar didn't know what to do, but instead passed on the voice with a smile.

"It's okay, you have a lot of strength, and I'm more durable. ”

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You can guess what Li Qingchen's heaven-given martial arts life is