martial arts mythology system

Chapter 99 The First Battle

The white jade square is paved.

Thousands of guards surround it, ten thousand swords are inserted into a tower, and the heads of hundreds of sects sit and watch.

Guan Peng slashed over with his sword, there was no extra sharpness of the sword, it was just a display of pure strength and speed.

The blade was cold, and it slashed straight at Han Feng's neck.

Han Feng faced the enemy, and the force field of "Emperor Wang Qi Technique" enveloped the entire Baiyu Square, and the surrounding aura of heaven and earth was immediately reflected in his heart.

The sharp knife caught Han Feng's inner warning signs, and he retreated three steps, dodging Guan Peng's sharp knife technique.

Guan Peng's blade rubbed a spark on the ground, and he chased Han Feng non-stop.

Facing Guan Peng's killing moves one after another, Han Feng drew a hole from his saber technique and aura, and passed by Guan Peng's saber light.

Zi Feihua's palm hit Guan Peng's lower abdomen, knocking him into the air.

Purple petals flutter.

Guan Peng was repelled by the force of his palm, and he staggered backwards. A string of sparks burst out from the long knife dragging the ground to stabilize his figure.

Han Feng shook his palm, pulled out the Lengyue Baodao and looked at Guan Peng seriously: "Hey, look, didn't we meet on [Fengyun Dou]?"

Guan Peng grinned, exuding an extremely violent aura from his whole body, the invisible saber energy spread, and he stood up straight: "Ha, you really didn't disappoint me, today I'm going to use you to hone me Dao of the sword cultivation."

After the words fell, Guan Peng's knife shot again.

The power of Han Feng's "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" enveloped the audience, grasping all Guan Peng's sword moves in his subtle consciousness.

The sword moves of this black-robed swordsman do not contain any wild light or aura, but every swing of the sword is the purest and ultimate chopping and beheading, pursuing the ultimate speed and sharpness.

Han Feng saw through Guan Peng's knife path with the "Emperor's Watching Qi Technique", as if he was doing a question with the answer, and the response to each move was understated. A quick knife technique exerts six successes.

"What kind of martial arts are you doing?"

Guan Peng firmly held the Lengyue Baodao that Han Feng had cut off, looked at Han Feng and asked.

At this time, Guan Peng thought of Han Feng's prediction of the fall of the leaves last time, and couldn't help but secretly marvel at whether Han Feng really had the ability to predict the future.

"It's the kung fu of defeating the enemy!"

Han Feng raised his hand and swung the saber, parried the saber in Guan Peng's hand with several gaps from bottom to top, and then slashed at Guan Peng's chest.

The black-robed swordsman could only retreat again and again.

Everyone in the Xuanjian Division off the field was excited when they saw Han Feng suppressing Guan Peng with a relaxed and freehand gesture.

"Han Zhijian!!"

"Come on, Han Zhijian!!"

The crowd cheers.

Guo Qinhan and the others stood side by side, watching Han Feng's battle, and opened their mouths to analyze.

Seeing that Han Feng was almost hitting Guan Peng, Gu Yunzhou couldn't help asking in surprise: "When did Han Feng's sword skills become so superb? Every knife seems to be able to predict that brother Guan Peng's sword skills. His tricks are all broken."

"It's really surprising. Xiao Han's speed of progress is indeed extremely impressive. When he first entered the Xuanjian Division, he was just an ordinary ninth-rank martial artist. He made rapid progress after returning from Qishan. After he came back, his sword skills reached a whole new level."

Guo Qinhan looked at Han Feng's figure stepping forward with a knife, and said expressionlessly.

It was rare for Mo Shanbei not to sleep, but to participate in everyone's discussion: "His saber technique can't see any trajectory, he doesn't know which sect he comes from, but he has his own system, and his fighting consciousness is so strong that he seems to be able to predict the opponent's mind. , No one will be his opponent within the eighth rank."

"That's not right, then don't look at who he is!"

Lao Bai, who joined the Xuanjian Division, clapped his hands with a proud expression on his face.

"Who is he?" Zhang Lie asked.

This question made Lao Bai ask, and he didn't know how to answer: "He...that...that...is...my savior!"

"Cut..." Mo Shanbei glanced at Lao Bai disdainfully, apparently he didn't like this rookie who was not bad at martial arts, but timid and unreliable in speaking.

Only Meng Yuqi and Luo Yingrou had endless adoration towards Han Feng.

Meng Yuqi's eyes lit up, she looked at Han Feng's sword-wielding figure, clenched her fists and said, "Brother Han Feng is so powerful, he can beat anyone he meets!"

Luo Yingrou nodded emphatically at the side:
"Hmm! That's right!"

Guo Qinhan gave the two girls a complicated look, not knowing what to do with the two fans.

On the high platform in the north, the heads of various sects watched and had their own opinions on the fighting on the field, but in general they did not break away from the praise of Han Feng and the kneeling and licking of Xuan Jiansi...

The court official Bo Fengxi turned slightly to Jun Huaixu, and said, "My lord, this Han Feng Han holding the sword should be the young man who used the power of an adult to fight against the evil god Wusheng old mother in Yanhua City. Si Wei, right?"

Jun Huaixu showed no expression on his face, and nodded lightly: "Of course, in the battle of Yanhua City, it was Han Feng who used the power of [Future Mirror] to drive away the phantom of the evil god."

"It's true that heroes come out of youth, and Xuanjian Division has produced talents in large numbers from generation to generation. It is the blessing of Xuanjian Division, the imperial court, and the Holy One."

Bo Fengxi seemed to be complimenting, but also probing.

Jun Huaixu did not squint, took in all the scene in his eyes, and continued to answer calmly: "It is also a blessing in the world."

"Haha, that's right, it's also a blessing in the world. Look, Master, this match should be Han Zhijian's victory, right?"

Jun Huaixu shook his head: "Before the result appears, everything is uncertain."

Bo Fengxi followed Jun Huaixu's gaze to the battle on Baiyu Square.

The situation of the battle suddenly changed.

Han Fengxin wielded the knife, and with the blessing of [Hu Fei's knife skills talent], even ordinary knife moves can show different subtle changes.

Coupled with the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique", which seems to be able to predict, Guan Peng was completely powerless to fight back.

But Guan Peng was a seventh-rank warrior after all, and after being forced by Han Feng's saber technique to retreat for an unknown number of steps, he finally couldn't stand such a retreat anymore.

Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed Han Feng's wrist.

Han Feng had already predicted Guan Peng's movements through the Qi mechanism in Guan Peng's body. He opened his hands, took a step back, and then stabbed Guan Peng's chest with a knife.

But he didn't expect Guan Peng's move to be desperate. He caught Han Feng's blade with his chest, held the back of Leng Yue Baodao with his left hand, and slashed at Han Feng's neck with his right hand.

This change came too fast. Although Han Feng could predict the change before it happened, he had no time to react. In an instant, the Lengyue Sword was controlled by Guan Peng with his body.

Facing the fatal knife, Han Feng had no choice but to abandon the knife and retreat.

Seeing Han Feng retreating, Guan Peng threw the Lengyue Baodao in his hand on the ground, raised the knife and charged forward, and hit Han Feng with a quick blow, piercing Han Feng's lower abdomen.

Han Feng retreated step by step, Guan Peng kept pressing.

"You are indeed good, but much worse than I imagined!"

After hearing Guan Peng's words, Han Feng, who retreated, raised his head with a strange look on his face:
"you sure?"

(End of this chapter)