martial arts general

Chapter 85
After defeating Hong Wanli, Zhao Jiuxiao cupped his hands and said, "I offended you, Master Hong."

Hong Wanli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's my skills that are inferior to others, there is nothing to say, but Zhao Daxia's skills are indeed qualified to dominate the martial arts, I admire you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with disappointment in his eyes.

Many people were full of praise for Zhao Jiuxiao's performance.

Only the Hengshan School disciples remained silent.

But they were convinced after losing to such a master.

Li Chunyang was just about to ask questions when Ling Haichao walked over.

He looked at Zhao Jiuxiao, cupped his hands and said, "Hero Zhao, you helped me defeat a powerful enemy in the quicksand country and fulfilled your promise. I can't forget this kind of affection."

Zhao Jiuxiao waved his hand: "Master Ling is being polite."

Ling Haichao changed the subject and frowned, "Hero Zhao, you can't be sloppy in martial arts competitions, you have to be ready."

As he spoke, he pulled out the Yanling Saber.

Zhao Jiuxiao nodded, and also pulled out the [Dragon Scale Sword].

【Heavenly moving knife technique! 】Ling Haichao rushed forward, the long knife flew up and down, and spun back and forth in his hand, drawing out streaks of silver knife light, attacking Zhao Jiuxiao's whole body.

[Empty Knife Technique! 】Zhao Jiuxiao also brandished a knife to defend, performing a series of false moves.

"Dang, clang, clang!" The two knives collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ling Haichao jumped and came behind Zhao Jiuxiao. The long knife swept sideways continuously, combining movement and stillness, switching back and forth between fast and slow.

Zhao Jiuxiao swung his knife backhand to defend, and was also carefully observing Ling Haichao's moves, looking for flaws in them.

However, the most powerful thing about Ling Haichao's sword technique is that it has no flaws, making it impossible for people to start.

But Zhao Jiuxiao understood that the more this situation happened, the more he needed to be calm.

Therefore, he calmed down and looked for opportunities while defending with all his strength.

Ling Haichao had already exerted all his strength, and the long knife was continuously slashed out, releasing blue knife energy, forming a dense knife net, trapping Zhao Jiuxiao in it.

But Zhao Jiuxiao slashed heavily with a backhand swing of the knife, releasing dozens of half-moon-shaped knife auras, cutting off the knife net directly.

Ling Hai's Chao Dao Qi was broken and his breath was unstable. He hurriedly fell to the ground and took a deep breath to recover his inner breath.

Zhao Jiuxiao stepped forward, holding the knife in both hands, first slashed Ling Haichao's chest obliquely, then swept across the lower body, and finally did a front somersault, slashing the opponent's back in the air.

This series of moves can be freely changed between reality and reality, it all depends on how Ling Haichao responds.

Ling Haichao's long knife was high and low, without giving Zhao Jiuxiao any chance.

But at the moment when the two swords collided, Zhao Jiuxiao suddenly mobilized his internal energy.

"Boom!" The sword was so powerful that it knocked Ling Haichao away. His feet were unsteady and he almost fell down.

Zhao Jiuxiao's offensive continued unabated, he stepped forward and slashed hard with his knife.

Every time he makes a move, he holds the knife with both hands and performs fast but fierce knife skills.

Ling Haichao was also forced to defend himself with his sword.

Every time he made a move to fight back, he was dodged by Zhao Jiuxiao with a false move, but he himself was forced to retreat again and again by Zhao Jiuxiao's strength, and his internal energy wasted more and more.

This is also Zhao Jiuxiao's tactic. If he can't beat the opponent in terms of moves, he will use his internal strength to win.

Soon, Ling Haichao fell into a disadvantage.

Zhao Jiuxiao also took advantage of the situation and swung the knife diagonally.

With a flash of the knife, Ling Haichao's wrist was cut, and the long knife was thrown out of his hand and plunged into the ground.

He gritted his teeth, clutched his wrist and backed away, and tapped the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

Zhao Jiuxiao also stopped attacking, but withdrew his knife and sheathed it: "Sorry, Master Ling."

Ling Haichao pulled out the Yanling Saber stuck on the ground, and put it back into the sheath: "It doesn't have to be like this. Hero Zhao can think of using his internal strength to win, so I have to accept it."

Zhao Jiuxiao didn't answer, just smiled and nodded, relying on the internal force of [Shenzhao Gong] to recover quickly and prepare for the next fierce battle.

Amid the applause of everyone, Ling Haichao retreated.

Li Chunyang asked with concern: "Hero Zhao, you just had a battle, and your internal energy has been exhausted, do you want to rest for a while?"

Zhao Jiuxiao shook his head: "No need, I am sure to win."

Li Chunyang also nodded: "Okay, next one please!"

Murong Wangqing walked over slowly, holding a long sword in his hand, his eyes were as cold as ice: "Please!"

Zhao Jiuxiao also nodded: "Okay."

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Gongsun Wuji.

Gongsun Wuji also winked and extended his thumb.

[Liuhe swordsmanship! 】Murong Wangqing has already made a move, and the long sword danced back and forth along with his figure, no matter whether it was stabbing down or thrusting up, sweeping or side chopping, they were all used continuously, forming a sword array.

Zhao Jiuxiao also stepped out of this sword formation, and there was almost nowhere to hide.

[Six Meridians Excalibur! 】He immediately mobilized his inner strength, released three flexible sword qi, and accompanied his fingers, flying in the air.

"Dang, clang, clang!" Murong Wangqing's sword move was completely blocked by the sword energy, without taking any advantage.

And Murong Wangqing's sword array was also disturbed, unable to shrink quickly.

Zhao Jiuxiao already understood the key to cracking this sword array, so it was naturally extremely easy.

Murong Wangqing's usually calm face was filled with waves, and his mouth was even wider, feeling a little at a loss.

But he didn't say anything, just attacked.

From Murong Wangqing's point of view, even if he can't win, he won't lose.

But he was wrong again.

After Zhao Jiuxiao used three flexible sword qi to match the enemy's strength, he quickly urged three powerful sword qi to attack.

A sword qi pierced Murong Wangqing's chest straight, and the other slashed diagonally at the opponent's legs from bottom to top.

The last one swept across the entire sword array, with a huge range.

Murong Wangqing hastily brandished his long sword, fighting with sword energy.

"Bang!" But his sword energy couldn't block Zhao Jiuxiao's invisible sword energy at all, and was directly scattered.

The invisible sword energy also attacked, forcing Murong Wangqing to dodge.

But he was still unable to dodge in time, and was hit in the back by the last sword energy.

"Bang!" Murong Wangqing spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt down on one knee, unable to get up for a moment.

Zhao Jiuxiao didn't move any more, and cupped his hands and said, "I've offended you, Master Murong."

Murong Wangqing was not disappointed: "Your Excellency's invisible sword energy is really exquisite."

As he spoke, he stood up slowly, turned around and left.

Everyone has opened their eyes wide and marveled.

Zhao Jiuxiao secretly thanked Gongsun Wuji for his help before.

He has lost several masters in a row, and he is one step closer to the leader of the martial arts.

Li Chunyang also clapped his hands and said, "Yes, next one please!"

Situ Feiyu, the leader of Kongtong Sect, came over.

His eyes fluttered up and down: "Hero Zhao, I just saw your invisible sword energy, and I admire you very much."

Zhao Jiuxiao: "Your Excellency has won the award."

[Broken Jade Fist! ] Before he finished speaking, Situ Feiyu punched Zhao Jiuxiao's chest with a green punch.

[Seven Injury Fist! 】Zhao Jiuxiao also waved his right fist to defend, using an extremely soft punch.

"Boom!" The strength of the two fists collided, and Situ Feiyu only felt that his fist had hit the cotton, and he couldn't exert any strength.

He jumped back hastily, with a look of surprise on his face.

But Zhao Jiuxiao had already punched out with a series of erratic punches, soft yet strong.

(End of this chapter)