Two days later, the Nine Question Pavilions in Hexi City.

This is a venue specially built for the "Martial Holy War", which has a history of several decades, and has only been remodeled and renovated a few days ago, increasing the number of spectator seats around it, and adding a layer of protection on the original basis.

The length and width of the bluestone paved ring are more than 300 meters, because it is often seriously damaged and needs to be repaired, there are no mottled traces, only the "exit" of the martial arts passage on the left, there is a stone tablet, leaving the ink treasure of the old man in Lin Zhongxun Lin who called for the establishment of a professional competition:

"Sage of Martial Arts"!

When the "Martial Holy War" entered the top 32 stage, when the number of rounds was reduced to no need to share with another venue, all the games came back here, back to the evening!

As the last of the eight games on the first day, Lou Cheng didn't pay much attention to the previous battles, and went through the gains and ideas of watching Feng Zhi's video over and over again in his mind, sometimes scrutinizing, sometimes scrutinizing, focusing and serious.

It wasn't until the penultimate game began that he stopped all this, allowing his mind to be soothed and not too tense.

His eyes stayed on the big screen in the lounge, and he saw that Peng Leyun was suppressed by the "Qilin" Dong Ba first, always passive, trying his best to fight back several times, or maneuvering around with his body, all like some waves in the rolling river, fleeting.

"It's worthy of being the 'top three in the world'......" Lou Cheng muttered to himself silently with a half-smile and half-sighing.

If you are yourself, if you fall into the current situation of the "Taoist", you will not do better than him!

While enjoying the battle, he picked up his mobile phone, flipped through the news at random, and then "trembled" and sent the title and link to Yan Zheke:

"The Battle of the Trials"!

"If you want to stand on the last stage, you don't just talk about it!"

"The test of Lou Cheng is coming!"

"It's super first-class, just go through!"

......

Yan Zheke quickly responded, "overturning the table" and said:

"Are you okay to look at this for excitement? I couldn't bear to tell you before!"

She was afraid that this would interfere with Lou Cheng's state of mind.

Lou Cheng snickered and said: "It's just looking for excitement, adding a little bit of a broken feeling!"

"That's fine...... the girl "dumbfounded."

She thought of the matter of pure heart, roughly understood the reason, did not ask again, and instead cheered up:

"Don't just put yourself to death, but also strategically despise your opponent, feel that he is inferior to yourself, and have the belief that you will win!"

"Except for the hair, I really can't think of any worse ...... than me for a while," Lou Cheng joked deliberately.

"Who said that!" Yan Zheke scolded angrily, "You have a daughter-in-law, but he doesn't!"

“...... Makes sense!" Lou Cheng almost laughed out loud, and then remembered a certain gossip, so he enthusiastically shared it with Ke Xiaoke, "I heard Luo Hou mention something yesterday, saying that Feng Zhi was still in the ninth meeting, the first time he went out to fool around with a few fox friends in the same door, found a serious club, shouted what to slip away, and in the end, someone else took away a girl, and he took away his mother Sang." ”

When this happened, no one knew that Feng Zhi would eventually become a super-first-class powerhouse, and his fox friends didn't mean to help him cover it up at all, but instead spread it as a joke, and since then, his preferences are special, and with the gradual improvement of his strength, it has spread more and more.

Yan Zheke said "embarrassed": "I really can't see his appearance...... Really, no one can look good!"

Feng Zhi has an honest appearance, a simple temperament, and early baldness in his youth, just like an old farmer who cultivates wasteland and plants trees on Kongtong Mountain.

Between small talk, the game between Peng Leyun and Dong Baxian came to an end, although the former struggled back from the brink of defeat again and again, which was impressive, but in the end he still failed to create a miracle.

Poor "Taoist priest" ...... Lou Cheng sighed after the other party's signing, and said to Yan Zheke:

"I went to adjust my condition and make the final preparations. ”

"Uh-huh, come on!" the girl replied immediately, then bit her lip and added, "If you can complete the goal this time, I, I'll take a day, take a day, emmmm, I'll listen to you for everything!"

Lou Cheng seemed to be able to outline the expression and appearance of the little fairy at this time in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up for a few seconds, and half-jokingly replied with a "nostril jet" expression:

"If I lose, it's definitely because I can't calm down because of this cheering......"

"Blame me?" Yan Zheke was angry and funny.

The little couple didn't talk much, Lou Cheng put down his mobile phone, closed his eyes, let his thoughts slowly condense, formed an ice heart, and adjusted his physical state bit by bit.

............

In a break room on the other side, Feng Zhi stood in front of the mirror, holding hairspray, smearing the little hair left, and fiddling them to the most suitable position.

When he did this, his eyes were focused and his expression was serious, just like the ancient swordsman always burned incense and fasted, bathed and cleaned his clothes before a duel with others.

Be pious to the sword and take the enemy seriously!

After doing all this, Feng Zhi flicked off his off-white martial arts uniform, straightened his back, and slowly walked towards the long table where the "Monkey Sky Sword" was placed.

With his right palm stretched out, he held the sheath and solemnly picked it up, and suddenly there was a light wind around him, he turned his body, looked at the door, and walked over step by step.

............

Fifteen minutes later, the eighth game of thirty-two into sixteen kicked off, and at both ends of the clear "road" illuminated by the lights, Lou Cheng, who was dressed in dark blue, and Feng Zhi, who was slightly swaying in a white robe, appeared almost at the same time.

They restrained their momentum, their eyes met calmly, and they moved forward as usual in the field where the bluestone had been urgently replaced, and came to the predetermined positions on both sides of the referee.

Without further delay, the "conversation time" began.

Feng Zhi raised his left hand holding the sheath and saluted, his movements were so standard that there was no flaw in the slightest, it seemed that for him, it was a sacred thing to compete with a sword.

When the other party returned the salute, he didn't speak, as if he was clumsy in words, but Lou Cheng knew very well that Feng Zhi in private occasions was quick and good at communicating.

He doesn't speak, just because it's disrespectful to the sword!

All heart-to-heart confrontations, verbal stimulation, are disrespectful to the sword!

Lou Cheng didn't have any intention of using black history to stimulate the enemy, maybe Feng Zhi was still proud of it, he also kept silent, and there was a momentum hidden inside, so that the flames such as red and light purple condensed in balance and circled.

Three minutes quickly raised, the referee, who had retreated to the edge, raised his right hand and waved it down suddenly:

"Let's go!"

Zheng!

Qing Yue's sound of gold and iron echoed for a long time, and Feng Zhi pulled out a long sword that looked like a pool of Qiuhong, and slashed forward twice, as if he was drawing a cross with the void as a blank piece of paper!

With two swishing sounds, a cyan crescent moon as thin as a cicada's wings and highly condensed appeared, one behind the other, intersecting and cascading with tearing air currents.

Lou Cheng didn't dodge, and the golden fireball behind him spun around and blasted out.

The crescent-like sword light approached, dividing it into four equal petals like a real weapon, and its momentum only diminished slightly.

At this moment, the golden fireball suddenly lost its balance in advance and exploded on the spot, and the wave engulfed the sword light inside, as if it was still being manipulated.

After trying his hand, Feng Zhi kicked under his feet, whistling and pounced on his opponent, the long sword in his hand either slashed or slashed, inspiring one after another "cyan crescent" that was as fast as thunder, making the air light in the air vertical and horizontal.

Lou Cheng turned his waist and stepped forward, swinging the wind, or flashing or blocking, or avoiding or hitting, steady and orderly, not busy.

In this cyan crescent moon, there was a sudden flash of light, and Feng Zhi's long sword suddenly came, leaving behind a dragon-shaped hurricane that rolled up dust and the sound of chasing slowly.

Lou Cheng had a hunch, his arm had already shaken out, and he slammed diagonally towards the "Qi Tian Sword", and the "five fires" behind him rotated faster, as if they were about to condense.

But in the end, he suppressed the impulse to finish his work in one battle, believing that Feng Zhi, who was a super-first-class powerhouse, could not leave such a big flaw, and it was impossible to fight hard to "five fires and nine turns, and the great sun is coming".

His sword must be hidden in his back hand, in order to provoke me to condense the "five fires"...... In a blink of an eye, Lou Cheng stabilized his balance and poured all the ice energy in his body into his fist, wanting to block the long sword with the "sigh of the ice queen".

Seeing that the two were about to collide, the sword light suddenly dispersed, turning into a violent wind that swept the circle, and Feng Zhi's figure was hidden in it, making it difficult for people to find.

The third type of "Wind Department", "Rootless Duckweed"!

This is not only a mastery of unloading, but also a secret method of evasion!

The sound of the wind poured into his ears, cutting his face like a knife, Lou Cheng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, he pulled his shoulder violently, turned his right fist into a claw, and took it to the front of his face.

In the fierce wind, a shimmering metallic light wrapped around the tip of the tiny cyan sword silently and pointed at his forehead, but under the prediction, it was like throwing himself into a net.

Lou Cheng's five fingers, glowing with blue and black, scratched through the tiny cyan that surrounded the tip of his opponent's sword.

As soon as they collapsed, the tip of the sword trembled, and it changed direction slightly, sticking to the back of Lou Cheng's hand, and stabbing at his face, the cold and cold feeling made goosebumps appear instantly.

"Sword of Indefiniteness"!

The swordsmanship deduced by the strong men of Kongtong Academy in the past dynasties according to the "Wind Department" is known as unpredictable!

The essence of this way of swordsmanship lies in the attached "wind strength" is not to hurt people, but to surround the sword body, maintain balance, once in contact with people, there is a strong external force to join, the "wind strength" will immediately be unbalanced, with a long sword to change direction, beyond the enemy's expectations.

As for where it will be stabbed in the end, the user himself can't tell until then, so it's called "Sword of Determination"!

Lou Cheng's hairs exploded like poisonous snakes swimming over his skin, but he didn't eagerly dodge the long sword, he just turned his head, tensed his muscles, flicked his knee, flew up his left foot, and let his calf turn into a whip and whipped forward.

Bang!

He kicked the scabbard that came from the lower abdomen at some point!

This is Feng Zhi's real killer move!

Use the "Sword of Certainty" to force the enemy to scramble, and hold the sheath under the shell to deliver a fatal blow!

When the other party understands and prepares in advance, it can turn the virtual into the real, the real into the virtual, and make the "uncertain sword" the main attack!

Of course, there is no perfect move in the world, and the "Sword of Indefiniteness" is difficult to maintain, Feng Zhi can't distract himself from stabbing out the scabbard while controlling it, and can only wait until the balance is broken, and the out-of-control "wind power" automatically pushes the tip of the sword to change direction, and then he can free his hand to do the next step.

This makes a difference, leaving a certain gap!

At the same time that Lou Chengfei's flying leg hit the scabbard, a white mist instantly filled the area around his palm, causing the airflow to freeze silently and flicker.

He made the "Sigh of the Ice Queen" explode with the goal of the Void!

The speed of the tip of the sword, which was still in the ice crystals and was still in existence and had to be pushed by the wind, gradually slowed down, and the more difficult it became, it was flashed by Lou Cheng in time.

Woo!

Failing to succeed in one move, Feng Zhi "scattered" again, turning into a tornado wind rendered black, and the lights flickered

"The sky", with the cracked green bricks below, is like the wind disaster in the documentary!

Lou Cheng was in the core position, and he felt that the black winds that made up the tornado were all sharp, and they seemed to be derived from Feng Zhi's sword light, and he couldn't ignore them.

If you are shrouded by this tornado, you will definitely be attacked by the ten thousand blades that will be torn apart...... Lou Cheng understood that this was a combination of the opponent's powerful spirit and moves, first messing with his spirit, and then beheading his body,

"Wind Ministry" Type 8, "Black Catastrophe.Hurricane Sweep"!

What's even more terrifying is that there is a faint fishy sweet smell wafting in the wind, slowly corroding Lou Cheng's body.

At this moment, the best response was to blast out the "Five Fires" and destroy the tornado with pure explosive wind and waves, so that Feng Zhi's spinning and cutting long sword would be revealed.

Lou Cheng did the same, but he deliberately left gold and light blue, only the "three fires" in one.

Bang! His left fist slashed out, and the light purple and other colors coalesced into one and swelled.

The dazzling light tore through the black, making the field white, the tumbling smoke cloud disintegrated the tornado, creating countless turbulence, and the earth trembled with the sound of a huge explosion, "digging" a noticeable and wide crater!

In such an environment, Lou Cheng was dressed in rags, and his senses around him were reduced to the lowest point, but without thinking about it, he half-turned his body, waved his right arm, and pulled back!

While!

His fist struck the sword stabbed from the fiery wind and knocked it back.

This is half a premonition of danger and half a judgment in advance, when the "three fires converge", it will not be affected too much, and the position that can still launch an attack is only the rear covered by his body!

Before the sneak attack was successful, Feng Zhi kicked his knees and stepped back, took advantage of the wind, and floated up like losing weight, and then suspended in mid-air around the "green wind"!

The "Wind Ministry" has cultivated to his level, and he has been able to fly for a period of time, which is also his advantage over the vast majority of Waigang!

Woooooo

Feng Zhi was like an eagle, with the wind as his wings, he swooped down and fell, and the long sword in his palm slashed out of the Dao Dao Qingmang, sometimes hanging high and rotating and cutting, sometimes blocking the surroundings.

In this process, even if there is no collision, he can borrow the wind to rise again without stagnation.

Whoosh! Lou Cheng or hard block, or dodge, or based on the remnants of gold and light blue, quickly condense the fireball, high shot bombardment.

However, his counterattack was easily avoided by Feng Zhi, and the opponent's actions were as good as he wanted, and his turning was flexible, like a bird.

After Lou Cheng blasted out a light blue fireball, he dodged a little slower, and was slashed by two sword lights behind him, breaking through the ice and tearing out a bloody hole.

Within three minutes, without "air supremacy," he was like a trapped beast, unable to break the situation, with more and more wounds on his body, and failure seemed to be only a matter of time!

Another twenty seconds passed, and Feng Zhi, who was in mid-air, suddenly turned upside down with his head and feet, using the long sword as a drill, and unleashed a highly condensed terrifying tornado.

The moment the tornado fell towards Lou Cheng, his sword bent and bounced again, floating into the distance.

His flight was forcibly simulated by the strength of the "Wind Department" and his mastery, and he could not sustain it for a long time, and he had to slow down for a while before he could continue.

Of course, Feng Zhi is not an idiot, he will not "breathe" until the end of the strong crossbow, he will leave a margin in case of accidents, lest he be in mid-air, his movements will stagnate, and he will definitely fall and be slaughtered!

At this juncture, Lou Cheng's eyes converged, ignoring the sweeping tornado, and suddenly hugged his qi and blood, directing "Dan Jin" to his legs.

Bang! Between bends and bends, the ground shattered, and he rose into the air, winding golden, light purple and light blue, like a cannonball, and pounced on Feng Zhi!

He waited for a long time, and now is what he has been waiting for!

Feng Zhifei's insustainable thing is well known to everyone outside the gang, but except for the Shushan Zhai powerhouse who cultivates the "Doubu" mastery, no one grasps this point, because the other party will not fall into the weakest state, and that is his domain, if you grasp a similar opportunity, it is easy to steal chickens instead of rice, and let yourself fall to the brink of failure!

When Lou Cheng was analyzing the opponent's battle highlights, he keenly realized that this might be his only chance, otherwise there would be no way to defeat the enemy who was at his peak and had a perverted advantage!

This is not to say that Feng Zhi will be careless and negligent, but after "inheriting peace for a long time", when facing enemies other than Shushan Zhai, he will probably not be more cautious and more careful, and make different reservations depending on the opponent.

No one is going to try it anyway, is there?

This is your chance!

Short "flight", I will too!

If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent!

The "rocket" was launched, and Lou Cheng roared to close the distance with his opponent.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhi's eyes flickered, and the wind around him blew horizontally, causing him to drift away, and the sword in his hand was erected, slashing at the enemy who was rushing to "fly".

Bang! Lou Cheng's body exploded, and he turned out of thin air, avoiding the cyan sword light.

Feng Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he had the strength to turn continuously and strike the sky.

Bang bang twice! Lou Cheng followed and changed direction, narrowing the distance a little closer.

The wind was loud, Feng Zhi flew upward, as if he was being hung by Weiya, and the "Monkey Sky Sword" in his hand was bright, and he wanted to chase down the enemy who was about to fall after his momentum was exhausted.

At this time, the light blue flames under Lou Cheng's feet erupted, penetrating and incinerating the shoes, supporting him to climb again!

"Jet Strikes", the rocket takes off!

Feng Zhi's eyes lit up, and the surrounding green wind disintegrated half, whistling and flying down to the side.

Bang!

There was a sudden explosion, and the golden fireball that Lou Cheng had not been willing to use before exploded, turning into a violent wind and wave, injuring his back and pushing him to chase after him.

Feng Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly, causing all the remaining Qingfeng to disintegrate, move sideways, and slash out the sword light.

Boom! Boom!

Light blue and light purple burst one after another, one blocking the sword light, and the other boosting the change of direction!

The tumbling clouds cracked, and Lou Cheng "stepped out", finally approaching Feng Zhi.

At the critical juncture, Feng Zhi's martial arts uniform suddenly swelled, as if a violent wind had arisen from inside, and it was raised again in an instant!

Just when the audience sighed for the best of their means, his body suddenly floated lightly, as if he had lost his weight, and the flames under his feet burned like money, making them cold and hot!

The "ice spirit" in his body is dark and empty, symbolizing the coldness of the universe, which is the silence of no matter!

With a light step, Lou Cheng followed and stood up, shook his left arm away, and punched Feng Zhi.

Feng Zhi finally didn't change direction again, didn't turn again, the light of the long sword in his hand flashed, and he slashed sharply.

His "flight" is at its limit!

Lou Cheng's joints snapped, his five fingers opened suddenly, and he grabbed the opponent's sword body at once, pouring the "ice spirit" accumulated in his body into it.

A layer of crystal condensation spread towards Feng Zhi, and at the same time, Lou Cheng's right palm also grabbed the scabbard drawn by the enemy.

Bang bang, bang bang!

The legs of the two are pumped or kicked, or kicked or pointed, constantly colliding, and falling in unison!

In the process of falling, Lou Cheng and Feng Zhi attacked the opponent's spirit at the same time with the simplified "soldier" and "natural wail", and the dizzy colors appeared in their eyes, and no one could spare their hands to adjust and prepare for the "big move".

But for Lou Cheng, this couldn't be better!

Because with the pouring of the power of "Ice Spirit", on the one hand, it affected Feng Zhi's movements, offsetting the wind in his body, and on the other hand, due to the balance of "Ice and Fire", the fire energy in Lou Cheng's body gradually condensed, accumulating more and more!

Bang bang bang!

When the two were about to land, Lou Cheng's palms that grabbed the opponent's long sword and sheath shell suddenly released, and two heavy light purple fireballs were drilled.

Bang!

The fireball exploded, causing Feng Zhi's body to be injured, and he was thrown a little higher by the bumps, and Lou Cheng, who was curled up in a ball in time, landed first with the help of recoil, and didn't care about pranayama, and directly sealed the method with his hands, exhaled and said:

"Array!"

The airflow contracted instantly, imprisoning Feng Zhi, who couldn't "fly", and he didn't have time to open it at the end of the strong crossbow.

Bang! Lou Cheng hugged his qi and blood back, took off again, grabbed Feng Zhi, who had just cracked the cage, poured ice spirit, and crashed him to the ground.

Bang!

In the midst of the smoke and dust, a pit emerged, Feng Zhiqi was lying in the center in a daze, and Lou Cheng, who was forced to breathe, fell down horizontally and pressed his elbow against his throat.

While!

His "Monkey Shot" landed on the edge of the pit with a crisp sound.

The referee raised his right hand and shouted in a deep voice:

"Lou Chengsheng!"