Martial Arts Master Chapter 58: The words of 9 knives
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As the road always moved forward step by step, the entire Jiangxin Island gradually dimmed, until he stopped at the position predetermined by the referee, and the feeling of night descending eased.
Lu stood still on the spot forever, his gaze sinking, falling on the handle of the right hand, following the mysterious arc, looking towards the tip of the knife and the soil pointed by the tip of the knife.
When Lou Cheng approached, he finally raised his head, and his opponent's figure was reflected in his pure eyes like a blade.
It's so simple and single-eyed, but Lou Cheng feels like he has been touched on his forehead with a sharp blade of a magic weapon, the hairs on his back are erected, and the surrounding environment is cut out of the world by the intent of the sword. Shrink into an isolated and closed "cage"!
It's better to draw a sword even if you haven't drawn a sword!
It was the first time that Lou Chengshang encountered this kind of aura. He couldn't help but sighed secretly.
At this moment, he seemed to be exiled in the desolate Gobi, facing the vast night alone, unable to escape, nowhere to escape.
The thoughts flashed through his mind, Lou Cheng formed an "ice heart", which condensed into a red, golden, and light blue around his body, illuminating the darkness, and resisting the engulfing knife.
Lu never stopped, watching his "Five Fires" achievement indifferently, each surrounding him.
It wasn't until this time that the referee determined the situation, raised his right hand, and said loudly:
"Talk time begins!"
Lu Forever raised his head halfway, looked away from Lou Cheng, looked at the clouds in the distance, and said in a deep and magnetic voice:
"My sword technique originated from the "Black Sky Immeasurable Sutra", which has been struggling for six years."
When he said this, his expression did not change at all. The profound and three-dimensional features and the twinkling green eyes gave people a sense of gods and demons, and the neatly combed hair was inexplicably dyed with vicissitudes. .
What does he want to express? Lou Cheng knows very well that the Guanwaimeng is based on the "Black Sky Immeasurable Sutra", that is, the "Anbu" faculty, and has incorporated a physical magic.
Lu never waited for his opponent's answer, staring at the horizon, and continued to say:
"In recent years, I have often felt the existence of shackles. The predecessor’s unique knowledge is both a help and a cage. My sword technique originated from this, and I should get out of it."
He retracted his gaze and looked at Lou Cheng's eyes again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"I used it for five years, re-examined myself, examined the technique of the knife, and finally gained something. I encountered strong enemies before, and instinctively defeated the strangeness. I have been reluctant to use it. As the accumulation gets stronger, this battle comes at the right time."
Half heard, Lou Cheng probably understood what his opponent was trying to say.
Lu always mastered what he had learned in the first half of his life, and created his own knife technique, but due to the previous rounds of consecutive encounters with different opponents, under strong pressure, he habitually used the original moves. Find opportunities to sharpen new kung fu in actual combat.
Now, he wants to test his knife.
Rather than waiting for the building to open up, Lu always handed the weapon to his left hand, and his right grasped the knife handle that was rubbed so lightly and clearly, half proud and half calmly stated:
"As long as you block my nine knives, I will lose this game!"
As soon as this statement came out, the audience who listened to the rebroadcast sound suddenly became upset.
"Well, this looks down on people too much, right?" "Nie Qiqi" posted by mistake.
In her opinion, even if faced with a strong title, as long as it is not "Dragon King" and "Wu Sheng", Lou Cheng will eventually lose. If you lose badly, you will not be defeated by nine strokes. , It’s no problem to hold twenty or thirty moves, it is normal to play for five or six minutes!
"Just say it!" "Long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling and "Huan Fan" couldn't find other words, so they could only follow along.
This man is too arrogant!
"Gai Shilong King" "funny" replied: "The radical method of "slashing the sword" among you."
"Huh, so too." Yan Xiaoling "scratching her head" said, "The senior has really survived nine swords, will Lu always admit defeat?"
"Sure! Everyone is in full view, in broad daylight, one spit on a nail! Unless he doesn't want that old face anymore!" "The Dragon King of the World" answered without hesitation.
Where is the warrior who doesn't care about face?
Yan Xiaoling "doubts" asked again: "Then if seniors are not stimulated, wouldn't he dig holes for himself?"
"Uh, this shows that he is very confident in his own knife technique!" "The Great Dragon King" said categorically.
"Look, you said that too, he has inflated self-confidence, looks down on people too much, and is too arrogant!" Yan Xiaoling returned the topic again.
"..." "The Dragon King of the World" was speechless immediately, and after a while, he replied, "Fuck, your IQ is online today..."
……
It was the first time that Lou Cheng had encountered this kind of thing. It must be false to say that he was not angry or angry, but he quickly conquered all kinds of exciting thoughts with "Bing Xin" and doubted Qilu's true intentions forever.
He wants to anger me?
Make me lose my composure and choose to be reckless?
No, he should be very clear that I have practiced "Deep Enemy Bingxin", and similar psychological warfare won't be very effective...
Is it real?
With many thoughts, Lou Cheng's eyes became as deep as a starry sky, and his tone was not a bit wavering to answer:
"Then I am waiting to see the swordsmanship of seniors."
He neither promised the nine-knife agreement nor denied it, and he could not cope with it.
Lu always nodded slightly, half-closed his eyes, and stopped speaking, as if turned into a stone sculpture.
After a short while, the referee on the edge of Jiangxin Island puffed up his dantian and shouted:
"Go!"
Zheng!
Lu Yong's scabbard made a long and long sound suddenly, like a real dragon roaring deep in the deep sea, echoing in Lou Cheng's ears and heart.
As soon as the sound of the howl of the sword appeared, it reached its peak. Lu Yongchang flicked and loosened his left hand, and suddenly pulled out the world-famous "God Sword" with his right palm.
Turning his back, pulling at his shoulders, the knife light cut through a distance of more than 30 meters, and slashed towards Lou Cheng.
It seems to have absorbed all the brilliance around it, making itself brighter and purer, making the 20-meter radius of the building darker and darker, brewing in the deep. Hidden danger.
Zizz! The golden, crimson, and lavender colors around Lou Cheng's body were "eroded" by the darkness, and they shrank rapidly, almost out of control, as if snow had encountered the noon sun.
In his eyes, the gleam of "skylight" is brilliant and dazzling, constantly trembling, and every tremor seems to contain a change, corresponding to different ways of avoiding.
At this moment, Lou Cheng seldom hesitated. He only felt that it was not good to retreat, and it was wrong to guard.
Once you unfold your body skills, you may be dazzled by the blade, but you can't escape the terrifying darkness, and vice versa!
This is a natural coordination of double attacks!
The thoughts flashed, and Lou Cheng no longer hesitated, and followed the final judgment and responded.
He violently gathered the red, light blue, and lavender fireballs that had melted most of them, and turned them into a round of "stars" that did not explode but emitted light and heat.
The moment the darkness was illuminated, he suddenly raised his hands and patted the blade light from both sides, the palms facing each other, deep and cold!
Slap!
The trembling light of the knife resembled a mosquito, unable to hide from his palms, and was finally closed and pressed by them.
Zizz!
The splendor gathered on the "God Sword" was about to explode, but was swallowed by that piece of "gloom", and the mud cow entered the sea without a trace.
Use light to black, and dark to prevent light!
Between the sparks and fire, Lou Cheng grasped the characteristics of his own "cosmic flow" and showed his best, showing "stars" outside and "darkness" hidden inside, and finally barely blocked the way for the first time.
But he hadn't seen the appearance of the magic sword, yet he hadn't realized the coldness of its metal, but he heard the high-speed tremor of the blade, and found that there was nothing between his palms!
The "God Sword" disappeared, strangely, as if it never existed!
At this moment, the surroundings were dark, and the long knife seemed to melt into it!
Lou Cheng's premonition of danger rose sharply, he pressed his feet, swinging his waist, and bounced more than ten meters away.
At the same time, he punched "Emperor Yan" and "Ice Soul" frantically smashed in front of him. The blazing purple flames alternated wildly with the frost filled with ice crystals.
Boom! boom! boom! when!
After a few sounds, Lou Cheng's fist covering the heavy purple inflammation hit the real object, and the fire was splashed, and the long knife that had disappeared appeared in front of people!
Because of retreating, the foot is unstable, and after blocking the "Zhan Shendao" ~ IndoMTL.com~ Lou Cheng's figure is shaking, and then he staggers.
At this moment, Lu always bowed his waist suddenly, bounced out quickly, and ran around his opponent at high speed, leaving nine simultaneous "silhouettes" in a flash.
And every "figure" of him was carrying a long knife, fiercely cutting forward, the knife light was deep and terrifying, turned into a downpour, and enveloped the building.
Lou Cheng only felt that the enemy finally stretched his posture and showed his "prototype". A black dragon with nine heads hovered and bitten, and the nine mouths were opened, tearing at the same time, violent and fierce!
Most of the "figures" are definitely leftovers, but the blade light can truly be divided into nine!
They were attacked from all directions, and there was danger everywhere. Lou Cheng couldn't find a gap to evade, so he could only condense the ice wall suddenly, covering his body.
Dangdangdangdang! The knife light "tipped" the crystal to pieces, causing it to quickly fall apart.
Grasping the short-term barrier, Lou Cheng made a visualization, still holding his energy.
Boom boom boom!
The "Ice Wall" has just completely broken, he has already exploded his vitality, frantically punching a pair of white, slightly purple fists covering it, invading like fire, attacking like fire!
Dangdangdang!
With the help of the gods above his head, Lou's machine-gun-like fist smashed most of the remaining blade light, shattering the darkness that enveloped him, and then he stepped back a few steps and pulled the distance to meet the road The fourth knife that will always follow.
At this time, Lou Cheng's surface seemed unharmed, but the clothes behind his back were cracked, and a foot-long knife appeared. The flesh and blood turned over and the color was black.
On the other side, Lu will never take advantage of the situation to bully, but will stand still, and said with a slightly hooked mouth:
"The three swords were called Zhian, Wuge, and Jiuyin."
"It is the fourth cut now."
He paused, and the long knife slashed out again, with the deep and magnetic voice:
"Fangyuan."
Fourth knife, radius!