The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 482
In this martial arts conference, the Huaxia martial arts world can lose, but Lu Liang must not choose to avoid the battle. Even if he loses, he must do his best. This is the most basic belief in martial arts.

"Look, Senior Lu is ready to make a move!"

"I have not lost in the Chinese martial arts world." Surrounding the arena, many Chinese martial arts experts saw Lu Liang walk out, and their eyes suddenly showed excitement.

Losing seven games in a row has already made many people lose confidence. The final victory or defeat doesn't matter, as long as they can win the next game, it is enough to make them excited.

Lu Liang's status in the hearts of Chinese martial arts powerhouses can be described as extremely high, and he is almost hailed as No. 1 in the Chinese martial arts world besides Fu Lao. One can imagine the excitement in everyone's hearts at this moment.

"Sword Thirteen, come down and fight this old man." Lu Liang's figure flickered, and he had already appeared in the center of the arena.

The momentum on his body gradually exploded, and he wanted to stabilize the current situation. He must not lose this battle. As the leader of the East Asian Alliance, Jian Shisan, as long as he can defeat this person, the Chinese martial arts world will not be defeated.

"Old Lu is mighty, China's martial arts world will surely win!" Following Lu Liang's words, the surrounding crowd was suppressed for a long time, and they couldn't help but speak at this time, their eyes full of reverence.

On the right side of the arena, on the side of the East Asian Budo Federation, Jian Shisan walked out of the crowd slowly at this moment. He looked up at Lu Liang with a smile on his face.

To be able to have the current strength, whether it is Lu Liang or Jian Shisan, they are naturally people with extraordinary minds. Although the invitation to fight at this moment is harmless, if Lu Liang wins by chance, the situation may change.

On the contrary, if Jian Shisan wins, it seems to be a matter of course.

"The Huaxia Martial Arts world has lost seven games in a row, do you think you are qualified to challenge this old man?" Jian Shisan's smile remained unchanged, and he looked up at Lu Liang and smiled slowly.

The East Asian Martial Arts Federation has been preparing for this Huaxia Martial Arts Conference for a long time. What he wants is a complete victory, which will completely suppress the Huaxia Martial Arts World. He can't stop winning seven games in a row.

To defeat this Lu Liang, one must be completely overwhelmed, so that the Chinese martial arts world will definitely be in a slump in the future.

"Old man, I already knew that you wouldn't be so forthright, let your people play, I'll take over." Lu Liang turned his eyes and twitched the beard around his mouth.

Except for Sword Thirteen, Lu Liang was confident of victory.

"Mr. Lu, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch the next person from the East Asian League." Jian Shisan said in a low voice with a sinister smile on his face.

Although he has the confidence to beat Lu Liang, the fight between the two will inevitably be a bit protracted, and the effect of a complete victory will not be achieved. If he wants to completely suppress this person, there is only one person in the East Asian Budo Federation who can do it.

In the arena ahead, when Lu Liang heard this, he felt bad in his heart, and the expression on his face immediately became a little more serious.

Following the opening of Sword Thirteen, the gathering place of the East Asian Martial Arts Federation in the distance, and as the crowd slowly dispersed, a man wearing a dark red long coat with a pale face surrounded by this bloody man slowly walked out. out of the crowd.

"Blood Wu Asa." Lu Liang's eyes narrowed, and he instantly recognized this person.

This name may be unfamiliar to some foundation builders in China, but for innate level masters, this person is definitely an extremely terrifying existence.

Looking at the martial arts world in Southeast Asia, the only person who can stay at the top for a long time is this blood-black Asa who has lived for an unknown amount of time.

In the pavilion not far behind, the faces of the few innate experts headed by Commander Qinglong almost changed drastically after seeing this person appear.

"He didn't show up anyway. I haven't heard any news that this person is going to participate in the conference before."

"The East Asian Martial Arts Federation really came prepared this time. No wonder they acted so arrogantly after entering the Huaxia Martial Arts world." Qinglong's eyes flickered, looking at Lu Liang on the stage, his eyes couldn't help showing worry.

Around the arena, those foundation-builders in the Huaxia Martial Dao world had doubts on their faces for a long time.

They didn't know this person, but they had never seen this person before, and he had never appeared on the rock before the martial arts conference, and seemed to be hiding in the dark all the time.

Among the crowd, Wu Yun'er, who had been watching silently, couldn't help trembling when he saw the appearance of Xuewu Asa.

"It was him, he killed grandpa." Wu Yun'er stared at the blood that permeated Asa's body, and a strong anger suddenly burst into his eyes, and the aura on his body even unknowingly radiated out.

Whether it was the Martial Arts Conference or this person's identity, Wu Yun'er didn't care about it at this moment. In her eyes, the Wu family's sworn enemy appeared at this moment.

"Youlong Sword Art, Slay the Dragon." A soft shout suddenly resounded among the crowd.

Everyone on the top of the mountain couldn't help being stunned at this moment, they all turned their heads and turned their gazes over. Before they could react, they saw a blue light soaring into the sky.

Inside the pavilion at the front, Qinglong and the others stood up one after another, looking at the direction of the blue light, thinking that something was wrong in their hearts.

"Girl of the Wu family, don't be impulsive." In the center of the arena, Lu Liang came to his senses and shouted subconsciously.

Regarding what happened to the Wu family, Ye Fei had told him before, so Lu Liang naturally knew in his heart, from the appearance of the blood crow Asa to Wu Yun'er's sudden attack, Lu Liang understood the reason almost instantly.

It's just that Wu Yun'er's attack did not have any warning at all, and the third form of the Youlong Sword Art is very powerful, and the speed is naturally extremely fast. At this time, Lu Liang has no time to stop it.

In the sky above the gathering place of the East Asian Budo Federation, the blue light was approaching at this time, pointing directly at the figure of Xuewu Asa.

"Junior Foundation Establishment, are the people in the Huaxia Martial Arts world crazy?" Xuewu Asa naturally reacted very quickly, but after sensing the breath of the comer, he couldn't help showing a chuckle on his face.

There is a huge difference in hard power between the two. This blow seems to be good, but it can't break through his defense at all.

But before Xuewu Asa could open his mouth, there was a heart-shattering low shout from the crowd of descendants.

"Bold, where did you come from, you ignorant junior? At the Huaxia Martial Arts Conference, you are not allowed to make random moves!" There was a wordless power in the voice, and it was Jian Shisan in the crowd behind who undoubtedly spoke.

After he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and shot out a sword.

This sword energy is extremely powerful, bringing out a long rainbow in the mid-air, and at the same time there is a piercing whistling sound. Just looking at its momentum, it is definitely not something that a warrior at the foundation establishment level can resist.

"Old Loach, keep this girl." In the arena, Lu Liang's face was extremely serious at this moment.

He wanted to make a move, but it was already too late. In terms of speed, in the entire Yinlong Base, Qinglong Chief Instructor could be said to bear the brunt of it. The only victory in the Huaxia Martial Arts World this time in the Martial Arts Conference was from this person, which shows his combat power.

Before Lu Liang's words were finished, Qinglong's figure had disappeared in the pavilion behind.

"Long Xiao, roar!" An ear-splitting low roar spread across the entire mountaintop in an instant.

Almost at the next moment, in front of Wu Yun'er, an invisible stream of sound condensed and turned into a barrier, protecting the woman's figure.

At the same time, the power of Jian Shisan's slash came and hit the barrier steadily. The power of that seemingly random blow was extremely terrifying, and the people who erupted from the shock were even more astonishing. .

"Jian Shisan, she is just a junior, you have to be ashamed!" Lu Liang in the arena looked at the power in midair, and anger burst into his eyes.

The power of that sword thirteen's blow obviously wasn't prepared to be merciful, if it wasn't for Qinglong, Wu Yun'er would surely die, half-step Golden Core and Foundation Establishment were more than one level behind.

And in the middle of the sky at this time, after Qinglong rescued Wu Yun'er, his complexion was also pale for a while, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Under that violent force, Wu Yun'er's zhenqi almost didn't dissipate. After several mouthfuls of blood spouted from his face, with the help of Qinglong, he slowly stabilized his injury.

"Grandpa, Yun'er is useless." Wu Yun'er's face was pale, and there was a sense of desolation in his voice.

Almost all members of the Wu family died at the hands of those in front of them, and the enemy was right in front of them. At this moment, she was powerless, and the sadness in her heart can be imagined.

This shot made Wu Yun'er feel that the gap between her and the opponent was almost an insurmountable gap. Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help being covered by a void again.

"Hey, little girl, why are you doing this?" Qinglong sighed secretly, but didn't say anything more.

In mid-air, he turned his head and glanced at the East Asian Martial Arts Federation, then his figure flickered and he returned to the pavilion behind.

All this happened very quickly, from Wu Yun'er's sudden attack to Qinglong's rescue in the end, it only took a few seconds. It was not until the two of them returned to the pavilion that the people on the top of the mountain reacted slowly.

The faces of the people in the Huaxia Martial Dao world were obviously more perplexed at this time.

At this time, the Martial Arts Tournament was still going on, and in the arena, Lu Liang's complexion was a little blue. As an innate strongman, it was really shameful to kill a junior, not to mention that the opponent was a half-step golden man. Dan's strong.

"Mr. Lu, you are too presumptuous as a junior in the Huaxia Martial Arts world. There is nothing wrong with this old man taking you to discipline me."

"It doesn't matter if one or two of these people die." The smile on Jian Shisan's face remained unchanged, and at the same time he took a step forward, and Lu Liang, who was looking forward, said slowly.

He originally wanted to suppress the morale of the Chinese martial arts world, but his words were even more merciless at this time.

On the top of the mountain, after hearing Jian Shisan's words, the anger in the eyes of everyone in the Huaxia Martial Arts World gradually turned into hesitation, and some people even looked a little more confused.

Just like what Jian Shisan said, maybe they are all just insignificant waste.

(End of this chapter)