"Pick them up." Chu Xiang said, exhaling and adjusting his breath. He was not sure.
Shi Wuzheng nodded.
Seeing Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng making moves, everyone became even more nervous. Not only were the lives of the three contestants at stake, but also the lives of the five marrow masters if two referees took action.
Everyone saw the figures on the stage flicker. Chu Xiang had already appeared among the three people competing for internal strength. He moved instantly, and with the independent momentum of a golden rooster, he opened the palms of the three people with both hands and kicks, withstood the fierceness of the three people's competition, and then pushed the three people away. People shook away.
As soon as the three of them reached a point, their vigorous strength failed, and they all spit out blood. Then they were forcefully bounced away by Chu Xiang's soft strength and flew out upside down. Chu Xiang used the technique of using four or two to move a thousand pounds, but the three people who tried their best still suffered a lot of impact, but it was still better than forcibly shaking the three people away, in which case the three people would be disabled even if they did not die.
When Chu Xiang shook the three of them away, before the three of them landed, Shi Wuzheng flashed and caught the three of them in mid-air. Otherwise, even if he would not fall to death, his breath would be disordered, his strength would be out of control, and his injuries would be aggravated.
Due to the strong impact, all Chu Xiang's right shoes and socks were shattered. Only half of the sock at the ankle was left on the foot, and a section of the trouser leg was also shattered. Standing on the ice and snow arena, Chu Xiang looked a little funny. , but no one thought he was funny at this time. He could separate three marrow masters who were competing for internal strength without losing any of his own points. This kind of strength was enough to crush most people.
The audience burst into applause and cheers, giving it to the referee who did his duty. The players are lucky to have such referees.
After the three of them landed, they adjusted their breathing and straightened out the breath in their bodies. They quickly stood up and thanked Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng gratefully. Under such circumstances, they survived the catastrophe and stood up to express their thanks. There is no doubt that Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng took the greatest credit, and the surrounding players applauded and cheered.
Chu Xiang was a little unaccustomed to such an atmosphere, so he turned around and asked the doctor to check the injuries of the three people. Fortunately, the injuries were not particularly serious, but they were all internal injuries, and there was no way to deal with them. He asked the porters to carry the three people to the logistics medical office and send them to them. Military hospital treatment.
The military government issued an order. Starting from this round, all participants can receive free treatment provided by the military government, so that all participants can avoid worries and fight with all their strength.
After the porters carried away the three people, Chu Xiang announced the result of the competition: all three people were eliminated.
With the lessons learned from the first game, there was no internal competition in the following games. This caused the players on the stage to be very entangled. Three advanced to one. It would be okay if one of them could fight one against two, but when the three of them were not strong enough, Under similar circumstances, if you strike first, you will definitely suffer a loss, and if you strike later, you will definitely gain an advantage. Many masters who have reached this level are not willing to take advantage of others, and of course they do not want to suffer a loss. Therefore, there are often embarrassing situations where three people confront each other and no one takes action.
Such a situation forced Chu Xiang to make a rule: if he did not make a move for more than five minutes, all three of them would be eliminated.
Using rules to force people on the stage to take action is the most helpless way, but it also allows people on the stage to come up with a way to deal with it, which is to make an agreement with each other and stop at the last minute. In this way, the one who strikes first will be injured and be killed later. The chance of picking up a bargain by taking action is much smaller, but there is still a problem, that is, the moves and techniques of the two people who take action first will definitely be studied and studied by the last person, and a way to crack them may be found.
I don’t know if it was deliberately arranged by the organizing committee, but there were endless masters in the No. 17 arena where Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng were. In the seventh game of the game, they were all masters of marrow refining, and none were below the level of marrow refining. The ring had been cracked by the internal energy. dump.
The originally slippery ice surface makes it more difficult to get a foothold after it tilts. If you are not careful, you will be knocked off the ring. However, this also has an advantage, that is, the loser is rarely killed or seriously injured. Once the strength is exchanged, the weaker one will not be able to stand. His feet fell off the stage.
In the eighth round, a top master appeared on the stage, a master who surprised Chu Xiang and followed Lu Feng like a shadow.
Lu Feng looks to be around thirty. He is very ordinary in appearance. There is nothing special about his face. He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He has a well-proportioned figure. If it weren't for the natural and casual posture in which he jumped onto the ring, he would probably be the same person. You will think he is a super master.
The three of them stood separately on three pieces of cracked ice. Lu Feng's attention was not on his opponent. He looked at Chu Xiang with a half-smile. His slightly dull eyes suddenly changed, and they suddenly became sharp and sharp. He stared at Chu Xiang with his eyes, an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but his tone was calm: "I want to kill them, will you sit back and watch?"
It was a very obvious provocation. Chu Xiang said nothing. He raised his lowered eyelids and their eyes met. There was a pressure spreading in the air.
Seeing Chu Xiang's reaction, Lu Feng became even more unscrupulous, his momentum rising steadily, and an overwhelming aura rushed towards Chu Xiang. The pressure in the air was so high that it made people suffocate. Standing together in the ring, Lu Feng was like the world-destroying demon king, exuding a powerful aura. The other two people on the ring were like chickens in the strong wind, and the difference between them was clear at a glance.
What Chu Xiang didn't expect was that, inspired by the aura of the confrontation between the two, Shi Wuzheng's whole aura changed drastically. He changed his gentle and elegant demeanor, his expression was solemn, his demeanor returned to normal, his eyes were shining, as if a tiger had emerged from the cage, staring at Lu Feng, No stage fright at all.
The momentum surged, the situation changed rapidly, and the most powerful master since the beginning of the martial arts conference faced off. Although there was a difference in level, Shi Wuzheng was not afraid, and his energy was not timid to retreat. His momentum was like the rising sun, rising steadily and tearing apart. The thin morning mist broke through Lu Feng's aura, creating a two-on-one situation.
The pressure was like an angry sea, coming in waves. Realizing that it was no longer a situation that he could participate in, before Chu Xiang could speak, the other two contestants on the ring jumped off the ring without hesitation, but Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng both The confrontation between Renren and Lu Feng did not end.
Lu Feng's momentum is like dark clouds covering the sun, Mount Tai is overwhelming the top, majestic and condensed, Chu Xiang's momentum is like thousands of troops, indomitable, cruel and fierce, Shi Wuzheng is like the spring breeze blowing willows, the morning glow is rising, gentle and flexible, everywhere , pervasive. The three peaks stand together, and the sun is at the top of the sky. Players who get too close are overwhelmed by the momentum, and they feel their breath is stagnant, and they quickly retreat.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. The strength of the three people was beyond their imagination. People in other arenas were attracted by the confrontation between the three people. The game stopped and they all looked towards the 17th arena. Strong pressures collided with each other. After a while, the arena under Lu Feng's feet began to slowly sink. The ice on the bottom could not bear the force and began to melt. Knowing that he was already at a disadvantage, Lu Feng's figure swayed slightly, breaking away from the momentum of Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng. Shrouded and jumped off the ring.
"We look forward to seeing you again." Lu Feng's voice came, and the figure leisurely leaving was already dozens of meters away.
Under the pressure of the two people's momentum, he was able to escape easily. Although Chu Xiang's expression did not change, his heart was filled with ups and downs. Lu Feng was stronger than he expected. He was obviously someone who had passed the threshold of marrow refining, and Go faster than him.
Pulling out his feet that were stuck in the frozen soil, Chu Xiang announced the result: "Lu Feng advances." Although he did not announce the start, and the three people in the ring did not fight, Lu Feng's strength undoubtedly made the result clear.
"What a terrifying strength, even better than yours." Shi Wuzheng took a long breath and said, his voice as thin as a gnat, only Chu Xiang could hear it.
"I'm afraid this person broke through this level two years ago. He was able to escape easily under our aura. He only had five successes at most. I'm afraid we can't defeat him even if we work together." Chu Xiang's voice was a little solemn. .
"A person who can become a legend is definitely not an ordinary person." Shi Wuzheng said.
"It's a great joy that you can make a breakthrough because of this." Chu Xiang said, with surprise hidden in his tone.
"I had a vague feeling some time ago. I didn't expect it to happen like this. I have to thank him." A smile appeared on Shi Wuzheng's face. It felt good to have a breakthrough, but he didn't know that his smile at this time was photographed by the reporter who had been focusing on him. Upright.
"I'll give you a good beating later," Chu Xiang said.
The conversation between the two people could not be heard at all, and their expressions did not change. They stood there expressionless as usual.
The competition continued, probably stimulated by the confrontation between the three people. The ensuing competition was very fierce. Most of the three people got into a melee as soon as they came on the stage. Some of them fought each other while one person watched. I don't know if they were affected by the confrontation, but there were two Yijin-level players in the nearby ring who broke through the boundaries in the competition and entered the Marrow Refining level.
Shi Wuzheng had just made a breakthrough and needed time to think and organize. Chu Xiang took care of everything for the next martial arts competition, allowing Shi Wuzheng to think quietly and achieve a higher level of martial arts.
During the eleventh round, the arena completely collapsed and turned into a pile of broken ice. Chu Xiang walked around the collapsed ring, leaving a circle of footprints, and the game continued among the broken ice.
The arena is made of ice and snow, and each arena is rammed solidly. In this cold weather, it is no softer than concrete. After the arena collapsed, the hard ice cubes and ice picks were disordered, and they encountered sharp ice cubes and collisions. It makes no difference to the knife. This is a severe test for the players who come on stage later. If they don't have much ability, they can't perform in such an environment.
Next on stage were a man with a gun, a man with a knife and a woman.
When they got into the ring, the two men started fighting without saying a word, paying no attention to the other woman. Those who can enter this round are basically masters, and many of them have their own firm principles. It is basically a consensus that they disdain bullying women, otherwise Leng Ruyue would not be so lucky to enter this round.
The sword light was flying in the collapsing arena, leaving the man with the spear with nowhere to use his spear. The man with the sword was forced to dodge everywhere, and the situation was precarious. However, the ending was unexpected. After being chased by the man with the knife for several minutes, the man with the gun took advantage of the knife's carelessness and shot through the hard ice, piercing the knife's chest, and blood gushed out. The shooter pulled out his spear, and the gushing blood sprinkled on the ice pile, and then condensed, giving it a bright and cold beauty.
Chu Xiang could not stop such a change, nor could he block it. With a shot that penetrated the ice, the shooter did not know whether it could kill the swordsman, so he could only use his full strength. If Chu Xiang blocked it, the swordsman would not die, which would affect the fairness of the game. Maybe the gunman's shot could not kill the swordsman, but he was killed by the swordsman, or he could directly kill the swordsman like now. Both situations are possible. If he is blocked, the outcome cannot be determined, the outcome or defeat. I don’t know either.
The shooter turned around and faced the woman. The woman drew her sword and wanted to fight, but the shooter said: "I don't hit women, you are no match for me."
After a moment of silence, the woman reluctantly walked out of the ring area. Her good luck ended here.
From the moment she entered the ring area, the woman knew that she was no match for the two of them. She was only able to advance because of good luck. Several people in the last round also did not hit the woman, allowing her to advance smoothly. But this time it was different. Only one person could advance. , the gunman and the swordsman did not both suffer, so she lost the chance to advance and could only give up voluntarily.
In the seventeenth game, there was a duel between two top masters. Two twelfth-level masters came on stage. Chu Xiang had seen their information on the master list. All the twelfth-level and thirteenth-level masters were on the list. Super master Chu Xiang remembers it very clearly.
One of the two people on stage used a sword, and the other used a knife. The sword wielder was named Chu Jiansheng, and the knife wielder was named Dong Fanghua. Dong Fanghua had a very obvious feature. His body was mutated by radiation, and his left foot looked like an inflated balloon. A bunch of tumors grew.
The two stood in the ice pile, glanced at the other person on stage, clasped their fists at Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng, then drew out their weapons and started fighting. The sword light dances, suddenly like flying flowers, suddenly like thunder and lightning, it is so fast that it can advance or retreat in seconds. The swordsman is not afraid at all, his sword style is calm, each move is as heavy as a mountain, and he can cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.
The two of them changed their bodies and fought for a while. Not even a single bit of ice touched their bodies. They were chasing each other through the ice piles. If it weren't for the fierce wind of swords, the force of swords, and the harsh sound of dragging swords from time to time, they would have thought it was a performance. Sword routine.
At the same time, the two were level 12 masters. They were equally matched. They fought fiercely for more than ten minutes before finally deciding the winner. The swordsman's footwork was superb, and the long sword was looming in the ice and snow, making it difficult to predict. The swordsman was not aware of it for a moment and was deceived by the swordsman's feint. When he swept away the oncoming ice and snow, the Jinghong sword had already appeared in front of him. .
The swordsman did not kill, but the swordsman was unwilling to do so. However, he had no choice but to lose the chess, so he bowed his hands as a gesture of thanks for not killing, put away the sword and walked out of the ring.
"You want a fight?" After the swordsman walked out of the ring, the swordsman said to the scar-faced man who had been watching the battle in the ring.
"You have to try to know the difference between you and the masters." The scar-faced man drew his knife.
"Very good." The swordsman drew his sword and pointed it towards the swordsman.
The shadow of the sword reappeared, but within three moves, the swordsman couldn't block it. The sharp blade was knocked off, and he resigned.
In the 19th game, the top player was once again welcomed on the field, Tianshan swordsman Liu Boyong.
Liu Boyong, it is difficult to connect the name with the slender and lonely figure on the ring. This man was dressed very sloppily and casually, with a messy beard. His eyes were deep and unpredictable, and his sword hung casually on his waist. If you didn't look at his brows, he looked quite decadent. However, after he stepped onto the highest ice tip of the ring, his expression changed. In the meantime, a look of disdain arose, and a sense of coldness and solemnity enveloped the surrounding area.
"Why would someone like him participate in this competition?" Shi Wuzheng came back to his senses after sensing the master's aura.
"Then why are you and I here?" Chu Xiang said.
"That's right, there is no reason for things in the human world." Shi Wuzheng looked at the lonely and solemn voice in front of him and said.
Liu Boyong heard the conversation between the two and looked over. His unwavering eyes revealed loneliness, coldness, and a hint of deep sorrow.
Liu Boyong did not have the terrifying aura of Lu Feng and Chu Xiang when they were confronting each other. The Leng Su figure standing with his hands behind his back had the momentum of a distant confrontation, and his cold aura made people feel that he was out of reach.
The temperament of masters is naturally different.
Chu Xiang announced the start of the martial arts competition. Before the other two people in the ring took action, their faces suddenly turned red, then turned white again, and then they lowered their heads and left the ring.
From the beginning to the end, Liu Boyong did not make a move, nor did the other two. The competition ended in less than ten seconds, which disappointed the players who wanted to witness the master's style.
Liu Boyong glanced at Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng, and left the ring without saying a word. He flew away again as if the ice and snow in the mountains were blowing by.
"What do you think?" Chu Xiang said.
"It's very strong, maybe even stronger than Lu Feng. His sword intention is pure and he can control it freely. He can force two people back without harming them at all. Even I only felt a slight leak from the sword. It's scary." Shi Wuzheng said solemnly.
"He who has no distracting thoughts and is consistent in his pursuit of the ultimate in swordsmanship is unfortunately hurt by love and stops moving forward." Chu Xiangdao said with a hint.
"I understand what you mean, but we are all people trapped in the mortal world." Shi Wuzheng sighed slightly. If he could do this, he would have broken through the marrow refinement long ago.
"We have seen two of the four masters. What do you think of the other two?"
"I'm afraid they are all on the same level."
"I'll find someone else to teach Leng Ruyue. You should concentrate on martial arts during this period. We'll see if you can reach a higher level in the challenge in March," Chu Xiang said.
"I was just about to tell you that I'm sorry that I can't be of much help," Shi Wuzheng said.
"Being able to advance to the next level is the best help. I will need your help with something in the future." Chu Xiang said.
While the two were talking, the next contestant had already taken the stage, another level 12 master named Yuan Chuanlong.
Yuan Chuanlong was tall and had no weapons in his hands. After he came to the stage, he directly attacked the other two people. One against two, with heavy punches and palms, the two of them could not survive ten moves. One of them had his shoulder armor shattered and was seriously injured, and the other's skull was violently shattered. Killed, red and white were scattered all over the floor.
In the next scene, Chu Xiang met a familiar person, a person who awakened the demon bloodline - Yan Wuhui.
"Do you know him?" Shi Wuzheng's feeling was very keen.
Chu Xiang nodded slightly.
"Cold, paranoid, violent, this person is very troublesome." Shi Wuzheng said as his eyes fell on the cold and stern man on the ring.
Chu Xiang sighed.
Yan Wuhui was really violent. After taking the stage, he sneered and drew his knife to kill another player. Judging from his indomitable attitude, he was just risking his life, regardless of whether the other player would sneak attack from behind.
The three people on the stage were all level 11 masters, and Yan Wuhui didn't have any advantage. Facing his desperate situation, the bald man against him didn't panic at all. Those who can reach this level are all from the bloody battle. , those who were afraid of death would have died long ago.
The sword skills were like a storm, attacking but not defending. Yan Wuhui's opponent moved around, avoiding the sharp edge and not taking any action. When his opponent didn't respond, Yan Wuhui became even more angry. The fierce sword movement rolled up layers of snowflakes, and the sword began to become too heavy and repeatedly hit the surrounding ice.
