Chapter Seventy-Three: Wu Qian
Ma Chuan walked to the square and found that the number of people was not much less than yesterday, and the competition between the same level was not common. What's more, the people who have been eliminated want to see who can win the qualification to manage the god.
As soon as he walked into the square, Ma Chuan became a small focus, and he was constantly congratulated and greeted by people, and he dealt with them one by one.
Soon after, in a flash, the three women surnamed Mei reappeared on the jade platform.
"I'm going to preside over today's competition, and the eight people who passed the test yesterday are ready. The woman surnamed Mei said lightly: "The rules of the competition are that although you use all your means, the one who stands on the stage wins in the end." Whoever comes to power first now accepts the challenge of the next person until no one challenges them, but each person can only challenge once. ”
"I'm coming!" A green shadow showed a beautiful light skill, and a few ups and downs stood on the jade platform, as everyone expected, it was Ma Chuan, who was in the limelight.
The woman surnamed Mei nodded slightly, and flew into the air with Su ** and Lao Dao surnamed Yi.
"I, Ma Chuan, as a monk disciple, as everyone's senior brother, have the obligation to guide your cultivation, I don't know which junior brother comes to the stage, let the senior brother give me a guide or two!" Ma Chuan laughed and said, his demeanor was extremely arrogant, but his heart was very calm, and he had to say that such a pre-war heroic and dry words really raised the morale of the permanent troops on the spiritual platform a lot.
"Ma Chuan, what kind of thing are you, calling you a senior brother is to give you face, I Hu Mang will let you know that the sky is high and thick today!" Hu Mang, who was dressed as a butcher, was obviously a violent temper, and quickly ran onto the jade platform and tore his face directly with Ma Chuan.
"Those who offend the prestige of our army, even if they are strong, they will attack!" Hearing Hu Mang's words, the soldiers of the angry country in Ma Chuan's heart naturally became excited, and he immediately made a promise that could win the hearts of the army.
As soon as Ma Chuan's voice fell, his body immediately moved, and he arrived in front of Hu Mang, and swept through thousands of troops with one move.
Hu Mang didn't expect Ma Chuan to shoot so quickly, he hurriedly put away half of the talisman, hurriedly responded to the enemy, and relied on his strong body to actually take three ghost punches.
Ma Chuan saw that he could not defeat Hu Mang directly, he knew the way to use soldiers, and he was exhausted in one go. Hurriedly only used two or two transparent forces to act, and the other forces were all strong, and a small half of the mana of the lower dantian was transported to the fist, and he used a move to destroy the withering and decaying with all his might.
In the face of the menacing punch, Hu Mang had rough skin and thick flesh, but he still didn't dodge as before, and used his arm to block the frame.
The "click" sound of fractures, Hu Mang flew out upside down like an arrow off the string, and fell heavily on the jade platform.
"Patriarch Changfist!" said the woman surnamed Mei with some surprise.
"Patriarch Changquan, legend is the origin of all martial arts, it is a very clever body forging boxing technique, created by the ancestor himself, it has long been lost, how can Senior Brother Ma learn it?" Su ** was even more surprised.
"Is this Ma Chuan going to the disciple who faces the wall of the Demon Suppression Tower?" Regarding the punishment that has not been implemented for a hundred years, the woman surnamed Mei still has heard of it.
"Exactly, could it be that the senior taught it. Su ** felt incredible, ordinary disciples had been in a panic for a long time there, and Ma Chuan was actually taught.
"I think it's not surprising that that senior, as a disciple of the ancestor, knows the ancestor's long fist. The woman surnamed Mei was relieved, her face returned to calm, announced Ma Chuan's victory, and asked Lao Dao surnamed Yi to take the elixir to treat Hu Mang's injuries.
After Ma Chuan rested for a while, the woman surnamed Mei signaled to the people in the audience to start the challenge.
"In Xia Wuqian, please give me advice!" Wu Qian wears armor and helmets, and his identity in the secular world is a general, and he is neither humble nor arrogant.
"Senior Brother Martial Arts, please!" Ma Chuan's essence is actually very humble, allowing him to pretend to be arrogant for the time being, once someone treats him politely, his true nature will be unconsciously revealed.
"Then the junior brother is welcome. Wu Qian's momentum froze, and he attacked directly at Ma Chuan.
Ma Chuan has already seen from Wu Qian's moves that this is a real war, and every move is full of majestic momentum.
Although Wu Qian's momentum is strong, Ma Chuan has not only seen a stronger momentum in the prime minister and general, but also seen the will left by thousands of troops and horses in the depression south of the main peak of the Twelve Peaks at the beginning.
Therefore, Ma Chuan did not take the momentum of Wu Qian in his eyes, but inspired his competitive spirit, and swept thousands of troops in the ghost fist to meet the enemy.
As soon as the two got started, Ma Chuan suddenly felt struggling, Wu Qian had rich experience in actual combat, far above him, and his shots were ruthless and fatal.
Although the ghost fist is wonderful, it must rely on a strong state of mind to exert its due power, which is a set of invincible boxing techniques in real war. Ma Chuan's state of mind is still a little lacking, especially to deal with Wu Qian, a master of the same level who walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood and has mana as his strength.
A quarter of an hour later, the two attacked each other for dozens of moves, Ma Chuan gradually gained the upper hand, and the permanent troops on the Lingtai had already suffered casualties. His mind moved, and he could only think about his family and Ni Lihua again to stimulate his potential, so that the troops of Love and Desire for the country could be reinforced, but this time there was only less than a brigade of troops for the desire country.
However, the strength of the desire country has been increased by a pawn on the spirit platform, which can make the main body and the main body strong, making Ma Chuan's offensive more ferocious.
And Wu Gan saw that Ma Chuan's offensive was a little fierce, and he even stepped up the offensive.
Ma Chuan was still suppressed, and under careful induction, he vaguely learned that Fang Cun Mountain in Wu Qian's heart had gathered the strength of a division. Although it can't be used by him in normal times, at critical moments, it is a hidden combat power, and it is much easier to explode potential than ordinary people.
From the seven techniques, it can be known that the situation of Wu Qian can be regarded as an external will, that is, it is completely through external objects to make the vassal states trust, so as to obtain loyalty.
However, this method is very flawed, it is very dependent on external objects, once the external objects relied on change, the army in the heart will be dispersed, unless the permanent strength on the spiritual platform also grows to a corresponding extent, in order to get rid of the defect of relying on foreign objects.
The two of them each burst their potential and exchanged hands again, and they were not up or down for a while.
Ma Chuan knew that if he wanted to defeat everyone, he had to preserve his strength, and now this war of attrition could not be sustained. In the fierce battle, he had already discovered that the transparent troops on the Wuqian Lingtai were also three pawns, and the troops of the division gathered in Fangcun Mountain did not obey orders very much, which was obviously because the foreign objects that Wuqian relied on were not around.
In view of this scene, Ma Chuan instantly thought of a countermeasure, and used the transparent troops of three pawns on the spiritual platform, and the patriotic troops of one pawn, all of them to take action.
The speed of his body was thirty percent faster in the blink of an eye, and he took the ghost fist by surprise and attacked it unprepared, Wu Qian didn't have time to dodge and block at all, so he could only transport the mana to his chest, and then rely on the heart goggles on the armor to force this elusive punch.