martial arts general

Chapter 84 Cloud Mist Sword Art
Seeing that he was frozen, Nangong Haoran laughed loudly, mobilized his internal energy, and shattered the ice on his body.

Zhao Jiuxiao didn't continue to make a move, but stepped back, cupped his hands and said, "This junior has offended you."

Nangong Haoran patted the icy scum on his body, and laughed: "Hero Zhao, you don't have to be polite. Although I lost today, I lost with great joy. It's the first time I've been perfectly broken by someone after so many years of practicing [Nine Turns Mysterious Kungfu] .”

Zhao Jiuxiao: "This is because the younger generation is very lucky."

Nangong Haoran remained silent, but his eyes were filled with anticipation, and he turned and left.

Disciples of the Wudang School and other people in the rivers and lakes all expressed their praise.

Zhao Jiuxiao was not too complacent, he knew that he still needed to defeat other martial arts masters.

At this moment, Hong Wanli, the abbot of Shaolin Sacred Heart and the head of Hengshan School, stood in front of everyone.

Abbot Sacred Heart clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Master Hong, the poor monk is polite."

Hong Wanli looked firm and nodded: "Okay."

[Tathagata Chiba hand! 】 Before the words fell, Abbot Sacred Heart waved his palms and attacked continuously, as if thousands of palms attacked at the same time.

[Cloud and mist swordsmanship! 】Hong Wanli drew his sword out of its sheath, and swung the long sword up and down, releasing cloud and mists of sword energy, allowing himself to fight against the ubiquitous palm force.

Abbot Sacred Heart's moves missed many times and failed to hit the target.

The cloud of mist was swimming around him, and the sword kept thrusting out. Every move was specious, making it difficult for people to judge.

For a moment, Abbot Sacred Heart fell into a passive situation and had to wave his palms to defend.

Fortunately, his palm strength was sufficient and his moves varied quite a lot, and he successfully blocked Hong Wanli's sword moves.

However, Hong Wanli was more comfortable, relying on the cloud and mist sword energy, he had already made himself invincible.

Everyone watched and applauded loudly, a little carried away.

Zhao Jiuxiao even held his breath, carefully observing every move of the two, and prepared to use it in the subsequent competition.

With the help of [Yi Jin Jing], Abbot Sacred Heart's palm technique became stronger and stronger, and the ubiquitous palm force made countless palm prints on the ground, walls, and bricks.

If it weren't for Hong Wanli's swordsmanship, ordinary masters would have been hit thousands of times and suffered serious injuries.

Abbot Sacred Heart was also a little surprised after he continued to attack but still couldn't hit the target.

He thought that he was sure that he would defeat the opponent, but he didn't expect that Hong Wanli's swordsmanship had advanced to such an extent.

Under the circumstances, Hong Wanli suddenly changed his tactics.

I saw him brandishing his long sword, causing the clouds and mists of sword energy to scatter around, trapping Abbot Sacred Heart in a large cloud of mists.

Abbot Sacred Heart immediately mobilized his inner strength, and pushed his palms horizontally, the palm wind was like thousands of palms, attacking in all directions.

"Boom!" Countless palm prints were shaken out on the ground, which was amazing.

But this move still failed to hit Hong Wanli.

Hong Wanli's true form also appeared the moment the opponent finished performing his move, and stabbed out with a sword.

"Bah!" The sword light flashed, although Abbot Sacred Heart dodged sideways, his right shoulder was still scratched, a scar was very clear, blood flowed out, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Abbot Sacred Heart immediately jumped back and tapped the acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding.

Hong Wanli sheathed his sword and said, "Master Abbot, it seems that my martial arts has become better over the years."

Everyone present was stunned.

Everyone only thinks that Shaolin Wudang is the Big Dipper of Mount Tai, and Abbot Sacred Heart naturally has a great chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, Hong Wanli succeeded in winning with a set of sword skills.

Abbot Sacred Heart was not surprised at all, he just clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. The poor monk has long been prepared, and I ask Master Hong to make persistent efforts."

Hong Wanli nodded: "I will. I have been preparing for this battle for many years. If I can defeat the abbot, I am satisfied."

After saying that, Abbot Sacred Heart turned around and retreated.

Just like that, the first round of competition is over.

The head of Chongyang Palace, Li Chunyang, was also in the cheers of the crowd, and his dantian sank, shouting: "Everyone, the competition is not over yet, the next masters will continue to decide the winner, and the one who stays at the end is the new martial arts leader! "

Everyone echoed loudly.

Then, Li Chunyang named the remaining candidates.

Du Linyuan, the leader of Huashan Sect, Ling Haichao, the leader of Crazy Blade Sect, Zhuge Lang, the leader of Chunfeng Tower, Murong Wangqing, the owner of Shenjian Villa, Wu Tianqing of Emei Sect, Tianyu Daoist of Wudang Sect, Situ Feiyu and Zhao Jiuxiao of Kongtong Sect. , Hong Wanli, head of the Hengshan School.

Li Chunyang went on to say: "The next thing is the wheel battle. The nine masters must experience the challenges of other masters, and the one who stays at the end can convince the heroes of the world!"

"Which hero would like to appear first?"

Zhao Jiuxiao volunteered: "I can!"

He had waited for this scene for a long time, and if he defeated eight top experts at the same time, his position as the leader would be secured.

Li Chunyang nodded: "Okay, Daxia Zhao is indeed ambitious. Who else is willing to appear second?"

Hong Wanli, head of Hengshan Mountain, walked over slowly, with his hands behind his back: "Just come down here."

Li Chunyang asked: "Hero Zhao, are you willing?"

Zhao Jiuxiao did not hesitate: "Of course I am willing!"

He is ready for any challenge.

Li Chunyang looked expectant: "Okay, let's get started."

Hong Wanli stood there and took a deep breath: "Master Zhao, although you are young, you are already capable of fighting me. I hope you can perform well."

[Cloud and Mist Sword Technique! 】 Before the words fell, Hong Wanli drew his sword out of its sheath, and released the cloud and mist sword energy again, enveloping himself in it.

Immediately afterwards, he slashed and stabbed from different directions as the clouds drifted away, attacking Zhao Jiuxiao.

[Six Meridians Excalibur! 】Zhao Jiuxiao had been prepared for a long time, mobilized his internal strength, stretched out his fingers, and released three flexible sword qi to meet the enemy's offensive.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The invisible sword energy flew all over the sky and collided with Hong Wanli's long sword, not losing the slightest bit.

No matter how Hong Wanli attacked, he couldn't go any further.

Zhao Jiuxiao was also mobilizing his internal strength while fighting each other, and carefully sensed the opponent's position.

Soon, he figured out Hong Wanli's next move, urging two powerful sword qi, one piercing the opponent's back, and the other sweeping across the chest.

Just as Hong Wanli's long sword was blocked by the flexible sword energy, he saw the strong sword energy again, panicking, he hurriedly swung his sword to defend.

"Dangdang!" But the two swords were so powerful that his mouth was numb and he couldn't stand stably.

Hong Wanli couldn't help but take a few steps back before gaining a firm footing.

【Mysterious Ice God Palm! ] But at this moment, Zhao Jiuxiao jumped up, waved his palms in the air, and slapped them continuously, releasing a large amount of ice power, like a snowstorm falling from the sky.

Hong Wanli could only wield his long sword and forcibly resist with cloud and mist sword energy.

But the cloud and mist were also frozen, together with the long sword in Hong Wanli's hand.

Hong Wanli immediately felt extremely cold all over his body and was a little unable to move.

At this time, Zhao Jiuxiao floated to the ground, stretched out his fingers, and released two flexible sword energy, stabbing the opponent's chest and back continuously.

"Bang!" Hong Wanli was stabbed in dozens of acupuncture points all over his body, suffered internal injuries, fell on his back, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)