Immortal Martial God Chapter 940: The magic of martial arts
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Chapter 940 The Magic of Martial Arts
The Lord of the Northeast is a game world, a lunatic who treats life and death as a joke, he is very powerful.
Xiang Nan is a madman who has both important tasks and puts life and death out of his mind. He is even stronger.
People who don't want their lives, just don't want their own lives.
The people who shoulder heavy responsibilities are taking the lives of others.
The Lord of the Northeast felt Xiang Nan's incomparable aura, and his face finally became serious.
The northeast lord rushed forward and kicked Xiang Nan's face.
Xiang Nan made a prediction in advance. He dodged a leg, grabbed Xiongzhan's leg with both hands, and pushed him down on the ground.
What Xiangnan predicted was a leg at the wrong distance!
Although Xiong Zhan made Xiang Nan calculate the wrong distance, Xiang Nan did pre-judge in advance, and took the initiative in advance.
At this time, the big foot of Xiong Zhan didn't kick Xiang Nan head-on, but slid over Xiang Nan's left shoulder, just rubbing it, and flying Xiang Nan, his body spinning quickly.
And Xiang Nan hugged Xiongzhan's legs, but made an unprecedented double prediction! He predicted the wrong leg the first time, and the correct distance the second time!
That Xiongzhan was rounded up by Xiang Nan, and he was severely pinched on the ring, his huge body slammed down with a bang, and then rebounded fiercely.
On the other hand, Xiang Nan was spinning in mid-air and lost the opportunity to pursue it.
The northeast lord struck a carp, adjusted his posture in mid-air, and struck Xiang Nan with a long-distance super-long punch!
Xiang Nan's rotation speed also stopped. He made a quick move, predicting the false fist trajectory for the first time, and the real fist trajectory for the second time.
Xiang Nan hugged Xiong Zhan’s arms with both hands, and his body was raised horizontally. Two legs clamped Xiong Zhan’s neck and twisted him to the ground. He followed Xiang Nan with both hands and fell to the ground, his body crawling. The ground slipped backwards and both feet kicked on Xiongzhan's face at the same time.
The male warrior lay on the ground and then was kicked, his body turned rapidly clockwise like a pointer.
Xiang Nan jumped up. He stepped on Xiongzhan's knee with his right foot, followed by a step forward, kicked Xiongzhan's face with his left foot, and kicked him away.
After that, Xiang Nan ran five steps, supporting the bottom of Xiongzhan's fist with his left hand, and sprinted cautiously, slamming his hand against Xiongzhan's chest.
That Xiong Zhan spit out a mouthful of blood, and his huge body crashed out of the ring.
Xiang Nan also rubbed his painful shoulder, his mask is still there!
After a moment of silence, the audience burst into the warmest applause ever!
Xiang Nan couldn't control the enemy with a single move, he was even beaten by Xiongzhan, but the final result was Xiang Nan's crushing victory! Even the ability to fight back was incapable of fighting the battle.
"My God..." The audience yelled while shouting, and at the same time felt the hairs all over their bodies stand up.
That's a hero war! That is the famous Northeast Lord! He has today too! He was beaten by the reggae without any strength to fight!
Dead pupil's face turned pale, and she was shocked by Xiang Nan, who didn't change her face until the sky fell.
She knew Xiang Nan was very strong, but she didn't expect Xiang Nan to be so strong!
The audience was crazy, calling out the name of Master Reggae.
Peng!
Na Xiong Zhan jumped up from the ring, he strode towards Xiang Nan, and when Xiang Nan was close to the first three meters, Na Xiong Zhan said something that caught everyone by surprise.
"Stay and be my brother." Xiong Zhan hugged his shoulders, looked at Xiang Nan condescendingly, and said, "I don't know what kind of realm you will be when you leave the Valkyrie Tower."
"But I promise you that as long as you stay, you will be like brothers to our four lords, and I promise that in fifty years, you will set foot on the peak of martial arts and become the fifth lord of the island of exile!"
"Fifty years, in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, you will stay in Exile Island for you."
The scene is boiling. The conditions for this heroic battle should be the island of exile, no, it should be the entire exiled continent, the most exaggerated in the history of the entire Eastern Region!
Fifty years! Heavenly Tribulation! What a tempting deal at this time.
Be aware that there are countless people under the sky, who have spent fifty years even struggling in the Heavenly Origin Realm.
"Stay! Stay!" The audience chanted these three words.
But then, Xiang Nan said something that disappointed everyone, but was even more passionate.
Xiang Nan shook his head and said: "My ambition is not so small."
Dead pupil took a breath: "It's really bold! Even what you say is so bullish!"
The Lord of the Northeast made such an unbelievable condition, and Xiang Nan didn't even care about it.
"Rejected, really rejected!" A viewer clasped his head hard and screamed: "My grass! He rejected the Lord of the Northeast! He rejected the conditions of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!"
"Awesome!"
The northeast lord nodded and said: "Able man has a weird character, I understand it very well."
"My terms are set out. You don't have to be busy rejecting them. Find time to think about it. If you decide to accept my terms, come to my territory to find me."
"I am fighting heroes, welcome you anytime, anywhere."
After that, Xiong Zhan retreated to the edge of the ring and said loudly: "War God Contest, the 18th floor, the first battle, now begins!"
Xiang Nan, also known as Reggae, the battle on the eighteenth floor is finally on the right track.
But the audience has not recovered from the tension and excitement just now.
So far, only Xiongzhan has forced Reggae's true ability. Let everyone know that Reggae's battle is not really boring, just because his opponents are too weak.
The first one to appear is an old man who is dying, and his popularity is extraordinary.
As soon as the battle started, the old man showed the ultimate fighting consciousness, and even he had mastered the situation.
But, compared with Xiong Zhan's, his momentum is much inferior, and it's not on the same level at all.
Xiang Nan is a typical warrior who is strong when he meets the strong. The opponent's weakness has fallen, and even Xiang Nan's own fighting spirit has been brought down.
Xiang Nan doesn't want to use momentum anymore to win the game. He wants to fight with his head, which is "rhyme".
Rhyme is a kind of charm and a purpose.
In ordinary warrior battles, the insertion and exchange styles are all pale and empty, and they exist alone, without any charm at all.
The real rhyme should be like a painting. Even if the lines are simple, there are only a few strokes, but it gives you the feeling that it is alive.
When a person sees the word "mountain", he can only think of mountains in his mind.
When a person sees the word "rain", he can only think of rain.
Rhyme means that when you only see the four words "Shanyu is coming", you will immediately know that it should be "Wind Man Lou".
This kind of artistic conception is the same in martial arts battles. Xiang Nan's move is not the purpose of this move.
Just like when he wrote that the mountains and rain are coming, it is not for these four words, but for the wind full of buildings behind.
Xiang Nan took out an ordinary iron knife and fought with the old man.
As for the audience, it seemed that the old man gave them a sense of chaos, with no rules at all.
And Xiang Nan's battle was beaten to life. Every move and every action was full of spirituality.
Xiang Nan forced the old man to take off with one move, and his back hand had gone out before the old man took off.
The old man jumped up, and Xiang Nan's knife arrived.
The blade was placed on the old man's neck.
Xiang Nan closed the knife, clasped his fist and said: "Accepting."
The old man was taken aback and left with shame on his face.