I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 394
At this time, the aura between heaven and earth is already extremely majestic. If the goddess's skills are a little weaker, and her will is a little weaker, she will not be able to hold back such a landslide and tsunami-like aura.

The horns were buzzing loudly, and fifty wrestlers together beat the big drum as tall as a man with all their strength, beating twelve times to correct the spirit of heaven and earth.

At this time, many generals were very proud in their hearts. The soldiers of the Great Zhou had such morale, so why worry about the world being uneasy.But for the Tianwu Goddess who is about to enshrine the Tao, it is not so good. It is too difficult to control such a high morale. How can it be compared with the little battle during the selection of the Shenwumen.

The soldiers showed their prestige, and they were all thinking in private, hoping that the poor goddess would not be too frightened to walk.After all, Goddess is just a little girl, how many of them can see the battle of thousands of troops?It is too difficult to use dancing postures to replace the majesty of the general, to show the spirit of the army, and to subdue the bloody courage and hostility. It is good not to be intimidated by this momentum.

At this time, Li Wan'er dragged her swords backwards and danced lightly, her footsteps were like riding waves.

As soon as they started walking, all the soldiers' eyes lit up, and they secretly admired that this year's goddess should be extraordinary.

The sword light shines from the back of the arm to the front of the body, reflecting the cold sun.The sword light flashed, as bright as a torch.As soon as Li Wan'er's sword energy came out, the situation changed, and the mountains rose and fell!
All the sergeants and warriors present were awed by Li Waner's majestic sword dance, and stared with bated breath.Everyone was shocked from the bottom of their hearts, and felt that there could never be a more exquisite sword dance than this.

Even Yan Zongze nodded again and again. This year's Goddess was chosen well, and he was still worried about whether he could withstand such a fierce aura.The little girls have never seen this kind of battle, and it is common to be frightened and fainted during the ceremony.Now Li Wan'er has not only subdued this aura, she is even a little relaxed.

At this time, everyone was attracted by Li Wan'er's exquisite dancing posture, and the warriors with high cultivation even nodded their heads repeatedly, secretly thinking, this is the posture of the real Goddess of Heavenly Martial Arts.People with a slightly lower cultivation base watched Li Waner's sword dancing movements intently, their minds were turbulent, and they were constantly enlightened.

An even more surprising thing happened, Yan Zongze said: "Please burn the sky!"

Everyone was excited, General Zhenxi came down to beat the drums in person!This is one of the guarding generals on the big four sides!What a grand, what an honor!

Murderous aura shot up into the sky, Tianwu City had a radius of dozens of miles, and all birds and beasts were frightened.

General Zhenxi Lei Tong stood up, clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "The last general, please beat the drums!"

Yan Zongze said: "Yes!"

All three armies roared in unison: "Huntuo! Huntuo! Huntuo—!"

"Shenwu manifests his holiness! Heavenly Venerable has descended!" The entire Tianwu City cheered like a landslide and tsunami.

Ordinary sergeants were unable to beat the Brahma war drum at all, and now all the generals realized that the general wanted to raise the morale of the field even higher, and maybe he could invite the divine sense of Emperor Shenwu to come and support the Tiger Wing Army A grand event in the founding of the army.On such a glorious occasion, all the generals who are good at drumming are eager to try.

A gigantic drum measuring one foot and eight feet in height was quickly carried out by eight Tiger Wing soldiers. It was the largest battle drum of the Tiger Wing Army, and it was named "Fen Tian".With the sound of Brahma, all jade and stone were burned, and the three armies moved forward to fight to the end.In the ceremonies of previous years, the atmosphere had never reached such a height, therefore, this was also the first time that the Burning War Drum had appeared on such an occasion.

This picture appeared in front of everyone: everyone was struggling unyieldingly in the turbulent waves, the same robe fell into the water and was pulled back, everyone's arms were connected, and they were desperately holding on to each other!When the arrow rain falls, I will bear it with you!To live to death, the only reliance is to hold on to the Hunduo!
Yan Zongze said loudly: "Huntuo is the name!"

Amidst such shocking drumbeats, Yan Zongze's voice was clearly heard by every soldier.

Lei Tong swung a pair of drumsticks that looked like giant hammers, but they were as light as waving feathers. The pair of hammers beat gently and finely on the drum surface, and the Fentian Drum was full of pride.As Thunder Copper's percussion gradually increased, the drumbeat gradually changed from gurgling water to turbulent waves.In the minds of all the soldiers, a picture of a bitter battle appeared: hundreds of thousands of troops fought bloody battles for ten days, and the fighting was protracted.The generals were ordered to attack. There was a big river in front of them. The enemy generals cut across the river and Jin, and the army could not cross it.The military order was like a mountain, and everyone used thousands of cattle and sheep skins to make muddy strips, and kayaks entered the water to fight. Unexpectedly, there was a strong wind at night, and the water was rough and the waves were high.The enemy's arrows were like rain in the air, and the stormy waves drove the kayaks and kayaks into the water and floated up again. Everyone's life was like duckweed. escape.In this case, it is impossible not to be afraid.But the will to survive, the will to fight, has also reached its limit.

The blood of the soldiers was boiling, and countless people were moved to tears. Our fighting spirit was conveyed to the heavens, and Emperor Shenwu accepted it!

The setting sun in the sky became more and more red, gradually showing the shape of a huge sacred seal of martial arts.Countless people on the street saw it, and there were voices of exclamation and worship one after another.

Li Wan'er's sword dance also felt the majesty of the drum, and the sword light became even more blazing.Li Wan'er leaped into the air, displaying a myriad of colors, unrestrained and unrestrained, looking up between the sky and the earth, as if she was constantly fighting on a turbulent wave, which made people feel boundless courage.Lei Tong beat the drum vigorously, and the sound of the drum burned the sky.Li Wan'er walked on the waves, the harder the drum beat, the higher she flew, and she endured the turbulent waves, the sword light never ceased.

The sound of the drum subsided, Li Wan'er finished her dance, and slowly fell to the ground, gathering the majestic aura between heaven and earth.Li Wan'er put the pair of swords in front of her body, raised her hands against the holy seal of martial arts in the scorching sun, and dedicated the majestic and majestic aura between heaven and earth to the heaven.

I saw the clouds and clouds all over the sky, rolling and rolling with Li Wan'er's arm movements, and the sacred seal of divine martial arts burst into light, as if being ignited, illuminating the world.Yun Zhengxiawei, everyone who looked at the holy seal was full of blood and strength.

Yan Zongze announced loudly: "Li Cheng——!"

This voice also announced the opening of the seven-day and seven-night fighting tournament.

There was already cheers outside Tianwu City, countless people bowed to the setting sun, too excited to speak.The last time the martial arts were manifested was hundreds of years ago when the Tianwu City was completed and the Tiger Wing Army was established.And the annual Tianwu Grand Gathering started at that time and continued every year.Hundreds of years later, the holy soul of Emperor Shenwu finally came to Tianwu City again!
The warriors are gearing up one by one, and can't wait to use their battles to present a gift to Tianzun.In front of the registration points of each martial arts meeting, there are crowds of people. Many people who have no confidence or just want to watch the fun are eagerly signing up to participate.Emperor Shenwu has manifested himself!Who wouldn't want to be part of an event like this?
(End of this chapter)