The Dragon King also had fourteen of his subordinates, plus himself, which meant that there would be fifteen martial arts competitions to come.

King Shengyue felt that there was no need to be anxious, and looked at the Central Plains masters who were slightly panicked, "I hope the next one can be a little more powerful, not too embarrassing." ”

More than thirty masters took the initiative to ask for battle, and their enthusiastic words couldn't hide the fear in their hearts, the Dragon King's sword was faster than they imagined, although Uncle Yang Ying was not a top disciple of the Qingcheng faction, he was not a mediocre person, he couldn't even catch a move, and they didn't have much confidence.

Only a few people can see that the death of Uncle Yang Ying, the Dragon King's quick knife is only one aspect, most of it is due to his own mistakes, he made the wrong move at the wrong time, and he actually compared the speed with the enemy who is best at attacking, but his mind is chaotic, and he can only use six or seven percent of his effort.

After any martial arts reaches a certain realm, you must cultivate your mind, no matter what means you use, how big the sacrifice is, you must calm your mind, Taoist meditation, Buddhism's meditation, Jinpeng Castle's slaughter, Xiaoyuetang's madness, the goal you want to achieve is the same, the Qingcheng faction is not weaker than other sects in this regard, and it is Uncle Yang Ying who fails.

Finally, a master of the Central Plains made up his mind to take practical actions in addition to playing tricks, and without waiting for the prince's order, he squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards the field.

The Holy King nodded approvingly.

Gu Shenwei's subordinates behind him also saw a little problem, and Chu Nanping said to himself suspiciously, "Why has the Dragon King's sword slowed down?"

Everyone felt that the dragon king's sword to kill Yang Yingshu was as fast as lightning, but Chu Nanping felt that it had not reached the level it should be, and the reason why he was puzzled was because the dragon king had a firm principle: he would not hide his strength at any time, no matter how good or bad the opponent's martial arts were, he would treat him as a powerful enemy and use the fastest sword.

Old Man Mu also saw it, and he found more than Chu Nanping, and muttered in a low voice, "The Dragon King can't be injured internally, right?"

Shangguan Fei was shocked when he heard this, and shook his head again and again, "No, it can't be, who can let the Dragon King suffer internal injuries......" Then he remembered that there was indeed one person who could do this, and that was the Dragon King himself.

If the dragon king rushes into the devil at this juncture...... Shangguan Fei didn't dare to think about it anymore, looked at the Dragon King guards on the left and right, and sighed in his heart, with his status in the heart of the Dragon King, he probably had to be ranked one or two from the bottom to be rescued, and the Holy King had a fearless posture, and the masters sent out would only get stronger and stronger, and he didn't know how long the Dragon King could last.

Among the trapped subordinates, there were neither the lotus girls, Shangguan Ru, nor the generals who could influence the overall situation, the dragon king was willing to stand up for them, Shangguan Fei thought about it, and felt that this was not like the leader of the dragon army he knew.

Chu Nanping and Old Man Mu's eyes were right, Gu Shenwei's knife did slow down a little, not only that, the knife just now almost exhausted all his true qi.

The Dead Man's Sutra Sword Technique does not require high internal strength, when he and the Henu True Qi were weak, they were still able to launch an extremely fierce offensive, but the enhancement of internal strength will eventually be beneficial, fast and endless, after reaching a certain level, if you want to increase a little faster, you need the support of a large amount of True Qi.

The broken meridians had not yet recovered, and the exhausted Yin and Yang True Qi had just barely been running for a week, bringing great pain to the master, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, every acupuncture point in Gu Shenwei's body was beating violently, as if it would burst open at any time.

Gu Shenwei endured the pain, as if a child who had eaten medicine could taste sweetness in the bitterness, and he also found benefits in it.

True Qi ran through the shattered meridians, like a heavy stone crushing through a potholed road, bumping and smoothing out the road surface a bit.

Gu Shenwei came up with this method after seeing the two camels in the proud building, the Wudao Divine Skill, the Sumeru Mustard Seed Heartbeat Mantra, and the Harmony Strength could not quickly repair the meridians, and these two let another exercise enter his mind.

Gu Shenwei once sat on the first floor of the proud building, sipping bitter tea, listening to the sound of crutches from upstairs, and gradually opening up all the meridians, which was of great help to his cultivation in the future.

Gu Shenwei was so heartbroken that he was almost controlled by others, not only gave up the ruthless swordsmanship, but also forcibly sealed the memory of the secret of the investigation, never wanting to touch it again.

The shatterable meridians and the proud disciples who appeared at the right time reminded him of that simple set of exercises, and he had a bold idea: he could try to make the true qi jump and run in the meridians, instead of flowing smoothly, which was one of the characteristics of the internal strength of the Investigation Secret.

He succeeded, and the two true qi that were originally shrunk in the dantian actually ran for a week, assisting the master to swing a quick knife, although the acupuncture points were beating violently because of this, the meridians were slightly repaired.

This is an extremely violent repair method, even if ordinary people can think of it, they can't bear this pain, only Gu Shenwei, who has gone crazy for many years, can be as willing as a glutton, and the body turns over the river and the sea, but the appearance does not show the slightest trace, even the experienced old man Mu can't see the torture that the dragon king is suffering.

The challenger approached, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with eight-character eyebrows, showing a sad face, with a long sword, making a long gesture to the dragon king, without saying a word.

Old Man Mu had little martial arts left, and the only thing he could do was to act as the dragon king's drummer, and immediately shouted, "Who is coming, report your name, don't you only learn martial arts in the sect, don't you learn politeness?"

The swordsman shook his head slowly, "The cheap name is not enough to worry about, and it is unwarranted to insult the master, the righteousness of the dragon king is admirable, please make a move." ”

Old man Mu turned around and gestured to the Central Plains martial artist to ask, everyone wanted to please the Dragon King at such a time, and immediately gave a lot of answers, and told all the major sects in the Central Plains, Old Man Mu was even more confused, and when he wanted to choose a random sect to deceive the truth from the swordsman's mouth, the competition had already begun.

The eight-character eyebrow swordsman obviously learned the lesson of Uncle Yang Ying, and he fought steadily from the first move, mainly for defense, and occasionally struck, but also a temptation, never within five steps of the dragon king.

Gu Shenwei moved quickly under his feet, and was also looking for opportunities, this person's swordsmanship and body skills were not particularly fast, but his judgment was first-class, and the dragon king made a slight move, and he was ready to face the battle, the purpose was not to block or dodge, but to draw the sword at the same time, and to fight for both sides.

This is the way of defense of the eight-character eyebrow swordsman, one life for another, and the nameless man against the dragon king.

Gu Shenwei has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and for the first time he feels at a loss, no matter which key point he stabs, he may incur a counterattack from the other party, he is not facing an ordinary master, the gaze of the eight-character eyebrows and the tip of the sword indicate that this person is a master who finds flaws.

Most of the onlookers didn't feel like the dragon king, what they saw was a rather boring contest, where the two sides kept going around in circles, swords in their hands, and they just refused to make real moves.

The Dragon King had already shown the quick knife in the first battle, so everyone put the blame for the boring on the Bazi Mei and had a lot of criticism for him.

Old Man Mu is one of the few people who truly agrees with the eight-character eyebrow tactics, and because of this, he has to find a way to sabotage and do the Dragon King a favor.

"Bitter gourd face, you can't be embarrassed just because your face is ugly, no wonder you don't dare to report your name, like you, a timid and mouse-like style of play, the master must be half angry in his eyes. Then he imitated the master of the eight-character eyebrows in a weird way, "Apprentice, our rabbit sect is a famous family in the Central Plains, how can you come out of such a rat generation......"

Shangguan Fei hadn't learned the tricks of Old Man Mu to hurt people, so he could only lose no time in helping, "That's it." ”

The eight-character eyebrows are more calm than the old man Mu imagined, and he does not listen to the verbal insults, but he still has defense and no offense, and competes with the dragon king patiently.

Old man Mu will not admit defeat easily, and he immediately changed the object of sarcasm, "King Shengyue, I'm really worried about you, the bitter gourd face said that he was loyal to Beiting and the old Khan King, but he didn't even want to reveal his true identity, obviously he was leaving a back hand, ah, I know, this is called a bitter meat trick, pretending to be a grandson to deceive trust, seizing the opportunity to kill grandpa, tsk, if the old Khan King dies in the hands of this person in the future, the Holy King can go to the Central Plains to receive a reward." ”

The king of Shengyue originally lacked trust in the masters of the Central Plains, and when the old man Mu said it, he was even more suspicious, and what he wanted to see was a happy killing, and he didn't like the conservative style of play.

"What sect is this man from?"

Some of the masters knew the details of the eight-character eyebrows, but they didn't answer directly, "The prince is angry, this person is good at suddenly counterattacking, and he will soon kill the dragon king under the sword." ”

"When will it be soon? He is now representing Beiting, not his own sect, and the prairie boy does not have such a grinding and chirping style. ”

The man pleaded guilty again, turned to the arena, raised his voice and ordered, "Senior brother, don't wait any longer. ”

Bazi's eyebrows trembled, he didn't expect that the most effective tactics would be destroyed in his own hands.

The long sword snake letter is generally pierced, and the eight-figure eyebrows that have been unhurried prove that they are also good at winning quickly.

The dragon king was also very fast, and the two of them only exchanged one move, and each retreated, ten steps apart.

Few people can tell who is faster, and the Saint King is even more puzzled, his interest has just been raised, and a "good" has been held in his throat, and the competition has stopped, "What's the matter?"

The master who spoke for the eight-character eyebrows bowed his head gloomily, "The Dragon King has won." ”

The figure-eight eyebrows fluttered to the ground, adding a second corpse to the arena.

Gu Shenwei turned to his subordinates, "You can go." ”

Shangguan Fei couldn't believe his ears, he looked left and right, especially the red bat not far away, how could he feel that the Dragon King was pointing at the wrong person, "I?

"Well, it's you. ”

Reason told Shangguan Fei that he should give a few words, such as asking the Dragon King to give the opportunity to the only female subordinate, Red Bat, but his true and powerful instinct forbade him to speak, for fear that the Dragon King would push the boat down the river and really agree with his suggestion.

"Thank you...... I...... Dragon King ......"

"You have to go to the warrior competition, today is my bet with the king of the Great Say, you are not allowed to lose. ”

"Huh?" Shangguan Fei had already forgotten about this matter, but he didn't expect the Dragon King to remember the gamble in this situation.

"I won't let the Dragon King down!" Shangguan Fei jumped on his horse, and the voice came from afar.

The dissatisfaction of the Holy King was overflowing, "Are you really the masters of the Central Plains? ”

No one dared to refute, and a Beiting officer beside the Shengyue King said: "The real Central Plains master will not take the initiative to come to Beiting to serve, no one from the Shaolin Temple and Hedong Luojiazhuang, the strongest of the nine major factions, has come, and the head of the seven factions has not come, these people are all third-rate level, no wonder the prince is not satisfied." ”

This kind of humiliation is only a little better than death, the masters of the Central Plains are all red-faced, but they are powerless to refute, the officer's words are roughly correct, only the judgment of the "third-rate" is too demeaning of these people.

Dao Nian of the Yuqing faction was originally counting on capturing the Dragon King alive and forcing him to hand over the antidote and tell him how to break the cold ice qi, but at this time, he couldn't care about it anymore and said, "I have a way to defeat the Dragon King." ”

"Oh?"

"Last night, the Dragon King and the Poor Dao competed in internal strength, and both were defeated, as long as the prince sent a master of internal strength, he could easily win. ”

Gu Shenwei stabbed twice, and Dao Nian finally saw that the Dragon King was actually the same as himself, and his internal injuries were not light.

(To be continued)