I saw the young man in Mai pull out the blue steel long sword on his back, and the figure flashed, and he arrived on the other side of the ring. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scene was still noisy, as if nothing had happened just now.

The champion was stunned, suddenly lowered his head, and said, "I admit defeat." Then he walked out of the ring in a gloomy manner.

The crowd of onlookers were curious about what the young man in Mai had done to make the champion who had just defeated his opponent admit defeat and step down.

"What the hell did he do?" someone in the crowd shouted.

There are also people who stop the lord, hoping to find out from him.

However, the champion ignored it, and left quickly with his sword.

There was only one person present who could see the movements of the young man in Mai, and that person was naturally Xie Xun.

He nodded secretly, although this young man in Mai was arrogant, his strength was not bad, others didn't know what he had done, Xie Xun had the eye of the sky, but he could see his movements clearly.

The Mai young man did something very simple, he swung a sword at the lord.

But the sword slashed not his man, but his hair.

It's more appropriate to say it's not so much a chop.

It turned out that he swung his sword, and without hurting the master, he split a strand of hair from his forehead into two strands.

It can be said that whether it is speed or skill, this young man in Mai has reached an extremely high level, and the gap is so large that the champion cannot afford to confront him at all.

The young man in Mai solved the matter of the master, pointed his sword at Zhang Tao in the audience, and said coldly: "Okay, don't you want to compete with me, now you can come up." ”

The crowd of onlookers hurriedly made way for Zhang Tao, who snorted and jumped into the ring.

Zhang Tao didn't see what the young man in Mai did just now, but what could make the face of the champion so ugly and leave in a huff must be extremely powerful.

Therefore, although Zhang Tao is confident in his own strength, he can't help but beat the drum in his heart at this time.

He said: "Since it is a competition, please also ask Brother Tai to report his name first, and then again, Zhang Tao of a certain family is a disciple of the Agni Sect." ”

The Mai young man said: "My name is Wang Jin, let's finish, let's do it when I'm done?"

Zhang Tao was already cowardly in his heart at this time, and said: "It is said that I have no grievances with you, why do you provoke me again and again? Brother, although you are powerful, but with such a character, you will suffer a big loss when you walk the rivers and lakes in the future." ”

Wang Jin shouted coldly: "Where do you come from so much nonsense? Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, like a girl? I have no enmity with you, but I have some Liang Zi with your Flame Sect, you can be careful, I have to do it." ”

With that, he attacked.

Wang Jin is really a master of swordsmanship, although he has an ordinary green steel long sword in his hand, but as soon as his swordsmanship is unleashed, this ordinary long sword is shining in the sun, dazzling.

It is said that the internal force cannot be infused into the weapon, and he can make the long sword have such a change, obviously there is some wonderful method of cultivation.

Wang Jin was extremely fast, and he was deceived in front of Zhang Tao in just an instant, but Zhang Tao was not the master, he cultivated deeply, although he had scruples about this Wang Jin just now, but the clay man also had three points of anger, Wang Jin humiliated him so much, he had already made him angry, so he had already prepared.

He practiced the core martial arts of the Agni Fire Sect, as the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, although Wang Jin's body is fast, but Zhang Tao's fist is not slow at all.

People often use bare hands to describe a person's hard work from scratch, but people like Zhang Tao who practice boxing are not really bare-handed.

With bare hands, no matter how powerful the boxing technique is, it is inevitable that it will be injured by the blade.

Their Agni Sect has a special hall to refine fist gloves for their disciples, and this kind of fist gloves in his hands are woven with celestial silk in the key joint parts, and the other parts are alloys of various rare metals, which are not only light in weight, but also take into account toughness and strength.

His fist gloves are also very rare in the Agni Fire Gate, which was given by him after making great contributions to the sect, and has been passed down in the sect for many generations, as for some ordinary disciples, they don't need such a good weapon.

The two fists and swords intersected, making a crisp metal exchange sound, Zhang Tao was like a fire burning the plain, a pair of fists were like the wind, the wind helped the fire to rise, the fire borrowed the wind, and for a while the menacing Wang Jin was suppressed.

"The disciples of the Agni Sect are really extraordinary. The crowd of onlookers praised.

"It's better to say that the Fire God Fist is extraordinary. "Another humane.

Agni Fire God Fist, listen to the name to know that this is a domineering boxing method, pay attention to the fist is like a gangfeng, the same as the fire, as soon as the fist comes out, it will be difficult for people to fight back, just like the fire of the prairie fire, mortals can not get close at all.

However, since Wang Jin has a grudge against the Agni Sect, of course he will not know the power of this kung fu, and he dares to challenge Zhang Tao almost arrogantly, so he naturally has his own confidence.

I saw that he suddenly jumped up at this time, and he actually rose vertically into the air, like an immortal Buddha flying up in the daytime.

And Zhang Tao's fist was strong, and he suddenly lost his goal, one was unstable, and immediately fell forward, although he stabilized his body in time, he still fell below Wang Jin.

Wang Jin in the air twisted his body, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed downward, the gravity of the person and the power of his stab, what a powerful blow should it be?

Zhang Tao had no time to dodge, so he had to put his hands upwards in a vain attempt to protect his head with his fists.

Everyone in the audience heard the "snap", Wang Jin's long sword was broken, after all, this sword was an ordinary green steel sword, it had been continuously hit by Zhang Tao's iron fist before, and the internal dislocation moved, and the stability was not as good as before.

At this point, both ends are subjected to tremendous force, and it only takes a small scratch to make it collapse.

Everyone in the audience was still immersed in Wang Jin's divine upward leap, and before they could come up with a reason, they suddenly saw his long sword broken, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's a pity, I said that Wang Jin could win, but I didn't expect to suffer a loss in weapons. Some people sighed with regret.

"What's the pity, he is so arrogant, this can only be said to be God's retribution for him. Someone said disdainfully.

"This brother, what you said is not right, it is rare for me to have such a character who can compete with the disciples of the big sect among the scattered people of the rivers and lakes, if he dies here, it is really a pity. The first man said.

"Who's on par with you? You're a Jianghu person, I'm not. ”

The man had no choice but to silently shut up.

Zhang Tao didn't expect such a change, although this blow made him suffer a lot of damage, and his arms were hit extremely hard, he still endured the pain, and planned to take advantage of the situation, without looking at a pair of fists, and hit upwards again.

If a swordsman loses his sword, his martial arts will be ruined!