There was silence in the martial arts arena. The young man's sword attack just now really shocked everyone.
There are many monks who use swords, but there are only a few who truly master the sword's intention. Some even don't understand what the sword's intention is.
After knowing that it was the young man who deliberately released the water, most people breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone could see that if that sword really hit the back and waist of the man, then the contest would be over.
Only a few people were there cursing.
Because they were betting on An Qing to win.
This group of people, in a sense, are the real gamblers.
Both men stood still, and the audience chattered.
"Why don't they two fight?"
"Yeah, are you just standing there stupidly, waiting for the time to end? I remember that there is no time limit for martial arts competitions."
"What do you know? When masters compete with each other, one move often determines the outcome. Both sides are paying attention to their opponents."
"..."
"I don't see it."
"I feel so too."
"..."
As time went by, the audience gradually became dissatisfied, cursing, and some even threw things at the venue, urging the two to hurry up.
Shi Hu frowned as he stared at An Qing. He had no idea what An Qing was thinking and asked tentatively: "Can we start?"
An Qing smiled and said, "You can do it at any time."
Shihu: "...are you still using the sword?"
An Qing shook his head: "No need."
Shi Hu breathed a sigh of relief: "Since it's a martial arts contest, let's just finish it."
An Qing nodded: "This is the best. There is no enmity between you and me. I really can't do it."
Shi Hu: "..."
An Qing took a deep breath, and his eyes became slightly excited.
This was the first time he fought without a sword, using his own body.
Shi Hu threw the scrapped sword on the ground, glanced at An Qing and said, "I'm about to take action, please pay attention." After saying that, he rushed towards An Qing very fast.
An Qing was startled. He didn't expect that this person would remind him. After looking at this person for a second time, he smiled slightly and rushed towards Shi Hu.
Shi Hu is worthy of being someone who often fights in wild areas. Once he is in a fighting state, he looks like a fierce tiger, with yellow light blooming all over his body, and he swings his right fist to attack An Qing.
Although An Qing was fighting for the first time, he did not intend to evade, and also struck with his right fist.
His special physique has made him surpass most practitioners from the beginning. His body has been baptized by the Pure Dao Yuan of the Hundred Meridians, the Peerless Sword Sutra, and the Human Race Universal Dao Sutra. It has become indestructible, and his skin and flesh have gradually become jade. This It is a sign of the beginning of the treasure body.
boom!
There was a loud noise and the air exploded. The two separated and each took a few steps back.
The first time the fists collided, the two were evenly matched, and everyone was stunned.
An Qing is only at the Hundred Meridians Realm, while Shi Hu is at the Bone Tempering Realm. The two of them are one level apart, and Shi Hu doesn't seem to be giving up.
Shi Hu stared at An Qing closely, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Worried that An Qing might be a young disciple of a certain cultivating family, and his level was lower than his own, Shi Hu did not use his full strength, and it was probably only 50% to 60%.
But the punch that An Qing collided with made his right hand numb.
And looking at An Qing's appearance, it seemed that he hadn't used all his strength yet.
Shi Hu's face was full of suspicion: "Are you...really in the Hundred Meridians Realm?"
An Qing nodded: "If it's fake, it will be replaced."
Shi Hu was no longer calm now, and kept smiling bitterly in his heart.
If what An Qing said is true, then An Qing is a genuine genius, and there is no shortage of geniuses in the world who can fight across borders.
How could I happen to meet him by chance? Ouch!
Shi Hu secretly sighed in annoyance, regretting that he should not have agreed to this matter.
But now it’s superfluous to say anything.
The most important thing now is how to lose honorably and not let Zhao Wu find any faults.
The chance of winning is too small...
That kid swung such a terrifying sword, and now it seems like nothing happened.
What a monster!
Shi Hu felt very uncomfortable.
An Qing stared at Shi Hu with a smile.
After the punch just now, An Qing finally had a certain understanding of his body's strength, but he still wanted to continue to explore the limits of his body's endurance, which required constant fighting.
Shi Hu rolled his eyes and looked at An Qing with a ruthless look: "Little brother, I will use all my strength next. If you can't stand it, you can tell the referee to give up and I will stop. "
An Qing still smiled and said, "No problem, just come."
The corner of Shi Hu's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he stopped talking nonsense. He took a half-step with his right foot, waved his arms, and let out a loud shout. Suddenly, veins burst out all over his body, yellow light erupted from the surface of his body, and Dao Yuan surged wildly in his body. When he came out, in a moment, a layer of yellow-orange-colored personal armor with a thickness of about half a foot was formed. The body seemed to have grown a little larger, and he looked mighty.
The whole person's aura also changed suddenly, like a warrior wearing heavy armor.
Shi Hu's change made all the audience's eyes widen.
Fighting among monks usually involves
"Oh? The shape of the armor? It's interesting." Master Jian suddenly grinned in surprise.
"What is a shape armor?" An Qing stared at Shi Hu and asked in confusion.
"To put it bluntly, the appearance armor is to use Dao Yuan to attach to the body to form a layer of Dao Yuan armor. You can also do it, but I don't recommend you do this."
"Why?"
"As long as you cultivate your physical body to the extreme, you can defeat all kinds of magic just by relying on your physical strength. You don't have to go to such great lengths to study these heretical ways. Daoyuan has other uses in battle."
"...Okay, so can I win him over?"
"Why are you asking me? Why don't you know if you try it yourself?"
"......All right."
Shi Hu moved his body and looked at An Qing with bright eyes: "Little brother, I'm here!"
After saying that, he took a step forward, and a deep pit fell into the ground. Then he took another big step, and another pit appeared on the ground, and then he ran towards An Qing.
The seemingly thick Daoyuan armor seemed to be unable to limit his speed at all, and he ran very fast.
Just when he was about to reach An Qing less than a foot away, Shi Hu suddenly jumped towards An Qing, raised his right fist and hit him.
"good!"
An Qing spit out the word, took a deep breath, then stepped out with his left foot, made a fist with his right hand and threw it back, slamming it towards Shi Hu's fist.
This time, he used 70% of his strength.
boom!
There was a loud noise and a shock wave. An Qing suddenly took several steps back. His fists finally felt a little numb, but he was resolute and rushed forward again.
The same is true for Shi Hu.
The two fought in close quarters, almost punching each other to the flesh.
An Qing lacked actual combat experience. He was hit by Shi Hu several times and his body retreated continuously. However, his body only retreated. Apart from the slight numbness in the area where he was hit, there was no serious problem.
Shi Hu relied on his rich experience in actual combat to avoid An Qing's fists and hit An Qing's different parts heavily with each punch.
However, the more he attacked, the more shocked he became.
He had tried his best, but An Qing was still as fine as before. He was moved by such a powerful body.
The scene was filled with dust, and one big hole followed another.
It looked like Shi Hu was holding An Qing down and beating him wildly. Most of the audience thought An Qing wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
But for those with experience in fighting, they see different results.
An Qing was indeed being beaten, but Shi Hu's chaotic and disorganized attacks at the beginning were easily avoided, and he could barely keep up with Shi Hu's rhythm. One of the ten punches hit Shi Hu's armor, causing a dent in the armor.
It can be seen from here that An Qing's power seems to be even more amazing than Shi Hu's, but he lacks actual combat experience.
Everyone who saw this result was moved.
This young man's physique is really impressive, and he can learn while fighting. If it were anyone else, he would have been beaten down long ago.
What a waste of time to learn!
That's right! An Qing was relying on his strong physique to learn practical experience from the battle. During this period, Master Jian said nothing and allowed An Qing to develop freely.
Only in this way can An Qing continue to understand his body and fighting methods.
Fights between monks usually involve competition between realms, Taoist magic, Taoist soldiers, etc. from a distance. However, once the enemy closes the distance, without a strong body and sufficient practical experience, there is no doubt that they will be defeated or even lost. life.
Master Jian has no intention of training An Qing into a long-range mage.
As the battle progresses, there are many exclamations on the scene. Although there is no fierce and dazzling battle like when a monk goes to heaven and enters the earth, the divine light is overwhelming, but this kind of fist-to-flesh fighting method makes all the audience hooked.
The old referee, who had been watching the battle from the edge of the arena, twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself: "This kid is really resistant to being beaten."
