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The man with the hammer felt like his hammer was hitting cotton. Just as he was looking confused, the eight-armed Luo Senran smiled and spoke.
Before the big man could react, Baju Luo raised his left hand and landed an uppercut on the big man's abdomen.
After a muffled sound, the big man had a ferocious look on his face, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of thick blood, and was knocked far away until he hit the wall behind Huo Qi and others before slowly falling down. .
The sudden burst of power from the Eight-Armed Luo shocked Huo Qi and others. A high-combat martial arts master known for his physical strength could not even withstand a punch from the Eight-Armed Luo. The opponent's strength was obviously beyond that of ordinary martial arts masters. signs.
"Mr. Tang, it's done."
While enjoying the restless and awed gazes of the group of people, Bajuluo grinned and seemed to be showing off to Tang Xiu for credit.
Tang Xiu nodded without saying a word. Baju Luo, who had quickly and clearly ended the battle, also put away his pride, walked back to Tang Xiu in two steps and stood quietly.
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With blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, the big man who had been knocked away by Bajuluo's punch had lost his hammer and was standing up from the ground with difficulty, smiling at Huo Qi with a look of embarrassment.
The surprise in the eyes of the remaining eight masters who had not yet entered the field gradually dissipated, and then a thin and handsome man held a three-foot long sword in his hand and slowly walked towards the middle of the field with a gentle smile on his face.
Looking quietly at the gentle smile on the swordsman's face, Tang Xiu frowned. This was the first time Tang Xiu saw a serious Chinese swordsman on earth.
"Let me do this, Mr. Tang."
Seeing this swordsman on the stage, Lu Zhen on the side clenched his fists and eagerly challenged Tang Xiu to a fight.
Tang Xiu nodded, "Don't be cruel, you are now the leader of Hongmen's secret hall."
"Hey, Mr. Tang, please stop making fun of me. I am Mr. Tang's person in life, and Mr. Tang's ghost in death."
Lu Zhen chuckled and started joking. Tang Xiu smiled helplessly and said: "Okay, when you die, I will pull out your soul and let Lian Qingyun and the others refine you into a ghost spirit to improve your cultivation. You will be considered worthy of your death." .¡±
"Mr. Tang, please stop scaring me. I'm going to fight."
Tang Xiu suddenly said that he would use his soul to feed Lian Qingyun and the others. Lu Zhen was startled, shook his head repeatedly, then pulled out two sticks from his waist and walked towards the swordsman on the battlefield.
"Wang Yu, please give me some advice."
"I'm here, Lu Zhen, it's easy to talk."
As soon as he arrived at the court, the swordsman clasped his hands and bowed to Lu Zhen elegantly. Lu Zhen returned the bow with a slight surprise, and then a powerful wind suddenly circled and collided between the two of them.
"Brother Lu Zhen, I'm about to take action. You have to be careful. My sword technique is called Cang Jian. I can make the sword shine outward. Although I haven't reached the level of sword energy, I can't be careless."
"Well, I'll pay attention."
Wang Yu actually told Lu Zhen his trump card without making a move. Lu Zhen was a little surprised, but he just nodded calmly.
After the two had a simple conversation, they rushed toward each other almost at the same moment.
Ping ping pong pong! !
The two met in an instant, and there were sharp clashes of swords and sticks accompanied by sparks flying. The two of them beat each other more than a dozen times in just a few seconds at a speed that is incomprehensible to ordinary people. round.
During the battle in front of them, except for Tang Xiu who looked calm, everyone else, including Lian Qingyun, Bajuluo and others, as well as Huo Qi and the martial arts masters who were sitting in the west, all had solemn expressions and looked in disbelief.
"We are evenly matched, this Wang Yu is very talented."
Both groups were equally surprised. Even Qingyun and others did not expect that Lu Zhen, who also possessed the Mingluo Heart Sutra, would be indistinguishable from an ordinary swordsman.
What surprised Huo Qi and others was that Wang Yu, one of his aces, was only 50-50 with Lu Zhen even though he was firing on all cylinders. This was unscientific.
The movement skills of the two are strange and unpredictable, and their moves seem to be extremely vicious, but they both leave some leeway so as not to kill each other. In just a few minutes, sawdust flew across the small space where the two of them were, revealing the fine iron beneath the sawdust. However, the seemingly solid fine iron was also covered with deep sword marks and gas. The potholes left by Jin Yuwei.
The combat prowess of the two of them is considered to be the best on earth. A battle of this level isYou can't see it at any time. The other eight martial arts masters who were already stunned were all thirsty. They were thinking about how many rounds they could last if they met this Lu Zhen.
Time passed little by little, and just when the teahouse made of fine iron was about to collapse under the attack of these two people, Lu Zhen and Wang Yu finally stopped under their respective lightning strikes.
The two stood back to back, the expressions on their faces were full of deep shock.
clang clang clang! !
Just when almost everyone was confused about who would win and who lost in this duel, a small cut slowly appeared on Lu Zhen's face, and a few drops of bright red blood oozed from the cut. At the same time, two sticks in Lu Zhen's hand The swinging stick suddenly broke from the middle part and fell, and the broken half of the swinging stick landed on the fine iron ground with a crisp sound.
"Holy crap! Did you lose?!"
Seeing the stick in Lu Zhen¡¯s hand break, while the others could barely keep their composure, Chu Lanzhan couldn¡¯t help but scream in surprise.
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Just after Chu Lanzhan exclaimed, the clothes on the chest of Wang Yu, who was holding a long sword, suddenly burst into a round hole with a stabbing sound. The skin exposed under the broken clothes was blue and purple.
"I would like to ask, Brother Lu, how old are you this year?"
There was deathly silence all around. Wang Yu lowered his head and casually glanced at the exposed blue-purple skin on his chest. He chuckled and turned back to look at Lu Zhen's back and spoke.
"I am fifty this year." Lu Zhen, who seemed to be only about thirty years old, gave Wang Yu an answer with a curious expression.
"Then I am ten years older than you. I lost this battle. Thank you Brother Lu for showing mercy."
"No, I want to thank you, Brother Wang, for not killing me. In this way, our game is considered a draw."
Wang Yu, who looked like he was only in his twenties, actually said that he was sixty years old, but Wang Yu's admission made Lu Zhen helplessly shake his head.
After finishing speaking, Lu Zhen returned behind Tang Xiu with a bitter look on his face, his face turned red and he looked a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Tang, I tried my best"
"Well, I'm watching. It doesn't matter. Only a close battle can make you improve." Tang Xiu did not blame Lu Zhen for the draw. Tang Xiu thought it was a good thing.
"Yin Xia, these people are very powerful. Don't be careless. I think they all have the strength of Lu Zhen just now."
Swordsman Wang Yu quickly returned to the group of martial arts masters. Wang Yu looked at a coquettish woman in a red dress and whispered a reminder.
"Well, our trip to Shenzhen City was really eye-opening. Jianlan's men in Shenzhen City are really so powerful that it makes people's scalp numb"
The woman named Yin Xia looked like she was only in her twenties, but no one dared to say her true age. After Yin Xia said this to Wang Yu with a look of disbelief on her face, she stood up and went to fight the master next to Tang Xiu, but At this time, there was a man next to Tang Xiu who walked over with a serious face like a battlefield.
"My name is Chu Lanzhan. I am barely eighteen years old this year. I am a sophomore in Lanling No. 1 Middle School. To be honest, I am the weakest one here. You should show some mercy and don't slap me in the face. I will do it again tomorrow. It¡¯s class.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com