"Hey, it seems that Wang Qiming's growth during this period of time is indeed extraordinary."
Qin Chen's eyes lit up and his expression was relieved.
Wang Qiming was able to see through Zhou Xun's offensive thinking in such a short period of time, and break it, and then no matter what the rest of the attack, he made moves instantly, in order to be able to regain his own rhythm and not let the opponent perform easily. The strength is no longer what it used to be. ratio.
"What? Zhou Xun's attack was broken."
"
That kid named Wang Qiming is actually fighting back?" "What is Zhou Xun doing? It's not just warming up, right?"
There was a shock from the Dawei Dynasty disciples. The voice of the call, one by one was quite speechless.
"Huh, it's no wonder that the mouth is so hard, there are indeed two shots, but unfortunately it is still too far."
Facing Wang Qiming's offense, Zhou Xun didn't panic. It seemed that he had already expected the opponent's reaction. Before the opponent's sword came, it was already another one. Palm out.
"The palm of mountains and rivers-the control of mountains and rivers!"
Boom!
This palm was shot, and the entire ring was full of fierce roars. The palms were like mountains and rivers, rushing forward, besieging Wang Qiming, like a giant python. The shrink wrap.
Click!
The light of the knife that Wang Qiming cleaved burst into pieces. Zhou Xunhe did not stop, and continued to stretch out his palms continuously. A heavy palm shadow rushed forward. With each palm split, the power increased by one point. In an instant, the entire arena appeared. Endless palm shadows, great momentum.
He didn't rush to defeat Wang Qiming, but steadily fight, step by step, with a grinning smile at the corner of his mouth, just like a hunting python, entwining his prey to death little by little, dragging the opponent into the abyss of despair.
"I see, Shanhe Palm has appeared."
"This Wang Qiming is over. Once Zhou Xun's Shanhe Palm is fully used, its power will become stronger and stronger. It will eat away at the opponent a little bit, and there is no hope of breaking free."
The disciples of the Dawei Dynasty laughed, apparently knowing Zhou Xun's moves quite well, nodding their heads and commenting one by one, but Zhao Lingshan and others were worried and clenched their hands.
"It's not necessarily." Qin Chen sneered while listening to the surrounding discussion.
If Wang Qiming was defeated so easily, it would not be Wang Qiming.
Sure enough-
hum!
The next moment, an astonishing aura emerged from the enveloping shadows of the mountains and rivers. A terrifying aura was revealed, like a sword that broke the world and the earth. A huge shadow of blade light appeared on the ring, slashing fiercely. Above the flowing palms.
"It's a sword!" The
martial artist's exclamation came from the crowd.
boom!
The huge shadow of the sword light slashed down. As soon as it went forward, it smashed the shadow of the sky and the mountains and rivers. Before being wrapped in the shadow of the sky, Wang Qiming was embarrassed and seemed to be defeated at any time. His eyes were sharp as a sword.
"Unexpectedly, you actually understood the meaning of the sword."
Zhou Xun's pupils shrank, but his expression was not at all flustered. Instead, the momentum of his whole body was rising rapidly, and he took another palm shot.
"Mountain and river boxing-the artistic conception of mountains and rivers!"
Om!
Zhou Xun shot it with a palm. The whole ring was turbulent, and there was a lot of phantoms of mountains and rivers. This time, the phantoms of mountains and rivers were not intertwined with palm shadows, but really appeared out of thin air, illusory movement, almost disturbing Human perception and sight.
"It's the artistic conception of mountains and rivers."
"Zhou Xun has even cultivated the artistic conception of mountains and rivers. This is the highest state of Shanhe boxing."
Such a twists and turns of battles caused an uproar from countless audiences, and their hearts were extremely exciting.
On the arena, Wang Qiming, who had the upper hand because of the appearance of the sword, was immediately wrapped in the mood of mountains and rivers again, as if to sink completely.
"Give me defeat!"
Zhou Xun opened and closed with a roar, his whole body's true power was raised to the extreme, and he took the most violent palm.
A terrifying power of blood bloomed on him, and at the same time a grinning smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth. The look in his eyes was as cold as a poisonous snake.
Wow!
In the void, the mountains and rivers appeared, like the abyss like a prison, and the mountains and rivers were intertwined, like a dream, completely swallowing Wang Qiming.
"That kid still can't escape a loss."
"Hey, I'm afraid he thought he was able to win just now."
"Too naive."
There was a sneer from the Dawei Dynasty crowd.
"Wang Qiming is going to win."
Qin Chen chuckled lightly, completely different from everyone's point of view.
Sure enough, things are developing in a direction that is completely different from what everyone expected. In the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, Wang Qiming's expression remains unchanged, and a sharp artistic conception continues to condense on the sword in his hand. It is crazy condensed and climbed, as if it has become a lot of layers. The extremely terrifying sword energy suddenly cut through Zhou Xun's artistic conception of mountains and rivers, and then slashed down at Zhou Xun.
Rumble!
A huge knife light traverses the sky and the earth, exuding monstrous coercion, crushing everything, and crushing it out.
"What?"
Puff!
The real power of Zhou Xun's body guard shattered and flew out heavily, blood spurting out of his mouth.
"Xiao Cheng Sword Intent, your Sword Intent has reached Xiao Cheng, how could it be possible..."
Zhou Xun stood up hard, staring at Wang Qiming, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, just kept vomiting. With blood.
Sword intent, the weakest at first, was only the prototype of sword intent, and then the real sword intent. Above the intent of sword, if one can comprehend a certain attribute, then it represents the intent of the sword. Xiao Cheng Dao Yi.
The power difference between a sword intent with attributes and a sword intent without attributes is too great to make sense.
It's just that the comprehension of the attribute sword intent is very difficult, and it is by no means an ordinary genius.
Some swordsmen, even throughout their lives, may not be able to comprehend the attribute sword intent.
"This guy, obviously only sixteen or seventeen years old, unexpectedly..." The
crowd shook, staring at Wang Qiming.
At such a young age, he realized that Xiaocheng Dao intent, even in the entire Dawei dynasty, can be called against the sky.
It's ridiculous, they also regard each other as despicable untouchables.
If they are untouchables, what are they?
Hum!
On the ring, two rays of light fell, sending them out instantly.
Among them, Wang Qiming naturally succeeded in staying in the ancient southern capital, while Zhou Xun was sent out immediately.
During the whole process, Wang Qiming didn't even look at the other person, as if he was defeated, but an insignificant figure.
"Damn fellow!"
This dismissive gesture made Zhou Xun feel a deeper shame in his heart.
Hum!
After the match between Wang Qiming and Zhou Xun ended, another ring was over.
The four rays of light landed almost at the same time, covering the four people on the field.
The next moment, Hua Tiandu and the fourth prince Zhao Wei appeared on the ring at the same time.
"My opponent turned out to be him!"
Seeing Hua Tiandu on the opposite side, Zhao Wei's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise.