Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 53 Challenge
It is known from other people that the peak master of the ninth level of Qi storage is a well-known figure in the nearby rivers and lakes, and he once had a record against the master of the first level of Na Qi.

But such a character was actually slapped away by Lian Tu.

"There is no suspense in the three battles today."

"This guy named Lian, how could his martial arts be so high?"

Surrounding the arena, many martial arts people looked unhappy, and their eyes were filled with unconcealable horror.

"Hmph, I hope that those who play tomorrow will have some brains, otherwise they will not only bring shame on themselves, but also waste Lian's time."

Lian Tu was eight feet tall, wearing a red outfit, and after a disdainful smile, he turned and left the ring.

Amid the voices of anger or sighs, the flow of people watching the battle also dispersed.

"Ok?"

A woman in blue stopped suddenly.

"Junior Sister Lan, what's wrong?"

asked the man next to him.

Lan Ning looked around and said after a while, "Maybe I was wrong."

She seemed to have seen Shi Xiaole just now, that guy, wouldn't he also want to challenge Lian Tu?
This idea made Lan Ning burst into a dumbfounded laugh, what and what, even the elder brother was defeated, how could Shi Xiaole have the qualifications to challenge?

When Lan Ning saw Shi Xiaole, Shi Xiaole also saw her, but he, who was a bit indifferent by nature, didn't take the initiative to say hello.

After wandering around Cuiyu City, Shi Xiaole had no choice but to return to the inn when he saw that some people hadn't taken the bait.

After that, for two consecutive days, he went to watch the duel between Lian Tu and the master every day. Six consecutive battles gave him a deeper understanding of Lian Tu's strength.

Undoubtedly, even Tu this person's internal strength and moves have reached the peak of Qi storage, and his response in battle is beyond the comparison of ordinary martial arts masters.

This kind of person, who has risen from the fighting in the arena since childhood, is often very strong and can display twelve points of power.So it is the most difficult.

Most importantly, according to Shi Xiaole's observation, Lian Tu probably practiced some kind of foreign skills, which made his strength and defense very strong.

It is difficult for ordinary people to penetrate his defense with one move, but in turn, you cannot withstand his one move.

All in all, Lian Tu was a man so powerful that he seemed to have no flaws.

The third day is the last day of the system period.

A new round of challenges has begun.

"I don't know who will play today."

"After so many days, those who have the ability and courage to go up have basically tried. The rest of the people have been beaten when they go up, alas!"

Some people shook their heads, and many people would not even want to come again if it wasn't for the miracle of what happened.

Lian Tu stood tall on the ring, staring at the audience, no one came up to challenge for a long time.

"Is it so hard that no one dares to play?"

Many local warriors felt aggrieved for a while.

Just when everyone's thoughts were floating, a figure floated on the stage and said, "I'm Zhu Qian of the Light Sword Sect, and I'll teach you a good trick."

"Zhu Qian, he is the chief disciple of the Light Sword Sect? Wasn't he defeated by Lian Tu last time?"

"There is no rule, the loser can't challenge for the second time. According to me, Zhu Qian is the real man, and he is more kind than many people who dare not go up."

Lian Tu raised his eyes, stared at Zhu Qian like a beast, and said, "Do you want to lose again?"

In his words, he completely ignored the number one disciple of the Light Sword Sect.

Several Light Sword Sect disciples headed by Lan Ning were furious, and they were about to explode when they heard Zhu Qian say, "I lost last time, so I may not be able to lose this time."

Lian Tu narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that there are no more capable people in this area of ​​the rivers and lakes, anyway, today is Lian's last three battles, let's fight!"

Needless to say, Zhu Qian couldn't help but act, the other party was too arrogant, as if accepting his own challenge was a matter of reluctance.

Brush brush.

With full power, Zhu Qian's long sword was like a gust of wind, and there was a fierce attack around Liantu, forcing the latter back more than ten steps in an instant.

Shi Xiaole could tell that Zhu Qian's use of the light sword technique was much more flexible than Lan Ning's.

Although both are at the level of perfect transformation, the so-called perfect transformation refers to the degree of understanding of moves.How to use it properly depends on the individual.

On the ring, Zhu Qian's sword was as fast as a sword, and without giving Lian Tu any chance to resist, he quickly pushed the opponent to the edge of the ring.

"Brother's sword speed is indeed faster than last time."

"Under the absolute speed, any resistance is futile. As long as you keep going, the elder brother may not be unable to win."

Several Light Sword Sect disciples panted heavily, watching the battle nervously.

Lan Ning also did not blink her eyes.

"Your swordsmanship has indeed improved a bit compared to before, but it's too naive to think that you can defeat me like this."

Lian Tu didn't make a move just now, but he wanted to see Zhu Qian's support. Now that he knew about it, he moved his body and forced his right shoulder to tap the long sword.

Under the influence of horizontal kung fu and internal energy, Zhu Qian's chain moves were broken.

Lian Tu let out a yell, and punched out a fist with a faint blood-colored light.

Third-rate high-grade martial arts, bloody hands.

A thud.

Zhu Qian's blood surged for a while, and just as he took a few steps back, Lian Tu's second punch had already struck, and the situation was instantly reversed.

"Your Excellency, take the sword of understanding that I created myself!"

Seeing that he was about to encounter another failure, Zhu Qian suddenly shouted wildly, raised his long sword with both hands, and the tip of the sword wiped the air, drawing a perfect arc.

This sword seems to be as light as nothing, and there is no threat at all.However, Liantu's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly retreated in an instant.With a scoff, a few drops of blood spilled into the air.

It was Lian Tu's blood.

"Very well, you finally broke my skin."

Lian Tu's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand, and there was an inch-long wound on his right arm.

"It hurt your skin?"

Zhu Qian's pupils contracted, as if he had lost all his strength, and said, "I lost."

Knowing the sword, he spent a lot of energy and researched it specifically to deal with Liantu.Moreover, watching Lian Tu's battles a few times before, Zhu Qian thought that this sword was enough to severely injure the opponent.

Unexpectedly, Lian Tu's vigilance and responsiveness were far beyond his expectation, but in the end, he only hurt the opponent's skin.

How ridiculous.

"It hurt my skin, just admit defeat and think about it?"

Liantu laughed wildly, and with a bang, he punched Zhu Qian under the ring, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Big Brother!"

"Lian, you are too deceitful!"

Several disciples of the Light Sword Sect were furious, and couldn't bear to see the big brother suffer.

However, Zhu Qian just raised his hand and stopped him weakly: "Shut up, defeat is defeat, don't worry about it."

People who practice magic and martial arts cannot be guessed by normal people. Zhu Qian is afraid that a few juniors will annoy Lian Tu, which will lead to even more terrible consequences.

"Based on Zhu Qian's strength and aptitude, now he has gone a step further, and he is already the best among the masters in this area, but he still loses to Lian Tu. I don't think anyone can defeat him."

After World War I, a white-haired old man sighed, which resonated with many people.

"This Liantu is quite talented. It would be great if he could recruit my Heisha Gang."

In a tall building not far away, there were several men in black sitting, and the leader said with regret.

"Guild Master, this person has repeatedly rejected my Heisha Gang because of his ability. Do you want to send someone..." A person next to him made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The leader of Heisha's gang suddenly focused his eyes, looked at the ring and said: "We will discuss this matter later, someone has challenged us again."

Around the arena, the voices of discussion were like boiling water, rolling up in an instant.

Even Lian Tu was stunned.

Because the young people coming up at this moment, no, it should be said that they are young people, they are too young, and there is even a little childishness on their faces.

"You want to challenge me?"

Lian Tu said in a low tone.

"good."

Shi Xiaole nodded.

The arena became even more lively.

Although many people hoped not to stand on the sidelines, so as not to lose face in this area, they never thought about letting a child go up to make up for it.

"Shi Xiaole, what are you doing, why don't you come down quickly?"

Lan Ning shouted from below, her pretty face was full of astonishment and shock.

She finally knew now that she hadn't been dazzled a few days ago, and the kid in front of her was really so bold!

"Shi Xiaole? Is he the one who defeated Junior Sister Lan in the Golden Phoenix Tower Competition?"

Zhu Qian looked at Shi Xiaole, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"It's really a boy born from a hero, boy, just because of your courage, even a certain person will greet you well."

Liantu Jianghu has rich experience, after the initial surprise, he soon discovered the strangeness of Shi Xiaole.

The other party was too calm.

This kind of composure comes from the inside out, from the blood and bones. Without strong confidence and confidence, it is absolutely impossible to pretend.

interesting.

Lian Tu licked his lips and said, "I hope you can catch me a few more tricks."

The next moment, Lian Tu stepped on his footsteps, and he jumped up, carrying a terrifying momentum, and punched Shi Xiaole in the air.

Before the strength of the fist arrives, the strength of energy goes first.

Shi Xiaole felt a little depressed, but the fighting spirit in his heart was burning like a flame, spreading to every inch of his body.

Keng!
The blood-colored sword light burst out, starting from Shi Xiaole's arm, it slashed fiercely into the air, and collided with the blood-colored fist in an instant.

Pound.

Lian Tu's offensive did not change, but Shi Xiaole took a step back.

"Just take a step back?"

Someone shouted, it seemed incredible.

"it is good!"

Lian Tu laughed wildly, using his internal strength fiercely, his fists kept rushing towards Shi Xiaole like a river of water.

Boom boom boom...

Lian Tu's attack made people know what it means to be strong and what it means to be crushed.

Under his continuous attack of dozens of punches, Shi Xiaole immediately had only the strength to parry, and even several times, his body would be sent flying by the fist, which made many people's eyes twitch.

Shi Xiaole had to admit that Lian Tu, who possessed both internal energy and horizontal kung fu, had a stronger internal force than Chu Lin, coupled with his fierce shots and precise response, the situation was developing in an extremely unfavorable direction for him.

"That's all you can do?"

Lian Tu snorted.

Shi Xiaole remained silent, his body turned upside down suddenly, he dropped his saber and drew his sword, and suddenly the light of heavy swords came out.

(End of this chapter)