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Chapter 569 Sword Madness
Chapter 586 Sword Maniac

Everyone is familiar with Jiankuang martial arts, after all, his combat power is second to none in the entire base.

But regarding Chen Zhengqian, everyone was at a loss.

I've never seen it before. Who is this guy?

So I started to ask people around me, but no one knew where this guy came from.

There was a lot of discussion on the sidelines: "Who is this young man, have you never heard of it? Could it be that he is a closed disciple of that sect, a newcomer?"

"Are you here to cause trouble? I feel like the person who came here is not a good person."

"..."

Logically speaking, those who dare to stand up to Wu Xingzhi should not be mediocre.

"I have never heard of such a young master."

A tall, bald monk stood in the crowd and shook his head slightly.

I saw that he was wearing an orange-red cassock, with his right shoulder exposed. His muscles were strong, like steel that had been forged thousands of times, and contained great strength.His eyes were calm and deep, always focusing on the two people on the field.

He is one of the few masters of the younger generation of Buddhism, the Jueming monk of the Dachanjue Temple.

Junior brother Jue Hai next to him couldn't help asking: "Brother Jueming, who do you think will win between them?"

"It's hard to say." Jueming shook his head, hesitating in his heart.

Logically speaking, Jian Kuang Wu Xingzhi should have a greater chance of winning, but for some reason, he couldn't see through the other young man's true strength.

Jueming is calm on the surface, but in fact, the stormy sea has already turned up in his heart.

You have to know that you are one of the few figures in the younger generation of Buddhism, and you have seen countless people, and you think your eyesight is not bad, but you hit a wall with this young man.

Weird!
Jueming suddenly frowned slightly, vigilant in his heart.

"Aren't you even sure, Senior Brother Jueming?" Many monks beside him were taken aback.

At first, I thought it was a farce at most, and it would be over in a few moments, but now it seems that the situation has changed.

Could it be that this young man really has the strength to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sword Madness?

Everyone secretly wondered, this young man looked to be only in his twenties, and was obviously younger than Sword Kuang. Which sect taught such a talented disciple?
For a moment, everyone was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu.

The array of Taoist disciples on the other side also gathered dozens of Taoist elites, led by two young men with long hair and crowns, wearing navy blue Taoist robes.

Guan He smiled and asked: "Brother Qingyang, how does this little brother compare to Sword Madness?"

"Not a match." Li Qingyang thought for a while, then shook his head and said.

In fact, he only said this after careful consideration, because he was also vaguely unable to grasp the context of this competition, and he always felt that it would not be that simple.

Guan He was surprised: "Oh? So sure?" He thought Li Qingyang would say he didn't know.

Li Qingyang nodded: "The feeling is unmistakable."

He has always trusted his keen intuition, which has relied on him to avoid life and death several times.

But when he said this, he obviously paused and his tone was not very firm.

Guan He chuckled and changed his tone: "I think Jian Kuang may be defeated this time."

Li Qingyang's face changed and he frowned.

Before he could say anything, someone next to him answered and asked, "No way, a sword madman who has experienced hundreds of battles and ranks in the top ten in combat power will lose to an unknown person?"

The other Taoist disciples also talked about it after hearing this, and felt that it was impossible for Jian Kuang to lose to a newcomer who came out of nowhere.

Guan He laughed and said, "How can he be someone who is unknown? After today, he will naturally become famous. Maybe he will surpass that one."

"Isn't this too nonsense?" The Taoist disciples who heard these words all looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that this matter was a bit mysterious.

If these words hadn't come from Guan He's mouth, they would have wondered if the other party had read it wrong.

However, regarding Guan He's strong strength, although some people doubted the credibility of this statement, no one raised any clear objections.

Guan He was quite confident: "Then just wait and see."

Someone else asked: "Senior Brother Guan, do you have any inside information? Why don't you tell everyone about it to open their eyes?"

Guan He smiled and shook his head: "I wish I had inside information, but unfortunately I don't. Alright, the competition is about to begin, let's wait and see what happens."

He stopped talking, his eyes crossed half of the martial arts arena, and fell on Chen Zhengqian who was opposite Wu Xingzhi, his expression gradually became serious.

At the same time, many Taoist disciples behind him also stopped discussing and turned their attention to the martial arts field.

The situation between the two sides on the field has reached the point where it is on the verge of breaking out.

Standing behind Zhong Weiguo were more than a dozen tall and sturdy men. These are military super soldiers who have spent a lot of resources and painstakingly cultivated by the country in recent years to deal with the sub-humans in different dimensions.

Compared with ordinary sect disciples, super fighters from the army cooperate more tacitly with each other in the process of executing orders, and their efficiency is relatively higher.

So, even though they are few in number, they are a powerful force when united.

"Tang Ke, what do you think Chen Zhengqian's chances of winning are?" Zhong Weiguo asked suddenly.

A young man in his early thirties with a stern face next to him said in a deep voice: "I don't know, but it should be higher than Wu Xingzhi. Of course, this is just a guess, and the real result depends on the performance on the spot."

"Oh? Are you so optimistic about Chen Zhengqian?" It was Zhong Weiguo's turn to be surprised.I thought he would think that Chen Zhengqian would lose.

Tang Ke shrugged and said calmly, "I'm also from the Secret Service."

These words did not conceal the fact that he had an eyeliner in the Secret Service, and he still knew something about Chen Zhengqian's situation.

Only Zhong Weiguo laughed and said, "Then watch the show with peace of mind."

On the court, Chen Zhengqian stared at Wu Xingzhi, who had the same indifferent expression, and said, "Let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

"Okay!" Wu Xingzhi replied in a deep voice, drawing the long sword out of its sheath in his hand.

"Hey——" The sharp swords were both unsheathed, and a cold light flashed, as if the color of the whole world changed.

However, when the two really started to compete, they surprised the surrounding audience.

"Is this the so-called young master?"

"Anyone who goes up to him will perform better than him, right?"

"The composition is too poor, but it's so easy to do, it's really incomprehensible."

"..."

The main focus is on Chen Zhengqian, because his performance is really disappointing.

Chen Zhengqian's figure kept moving on the field, dodging Wu Xingzhi's sword skills dangerously and dangerously. His body skills were not elegant, and he could even be said to be a little clumsy, like a child who had never learned routines.

Even if it were a stupid donkey, it would probably be better than him!
They never thought that Chen Zhengqian really had never learned any tricks.

"Are you just dodging? Do you dare to fight me head-on?"

Although the mind is calm, after a long time, even Wu Xingzhi became a little impatient.

It felt like this guy didn't care about fighting at all. Instead, he dodged and said something immediately, trying to motivate him to take the initiative to fight. Otherwise, when the fight continues like this, when will he be big.

Chen Zhengqian said leisurely: "You haven't even touched the corner of my clothes yet, I'm afraid that if I use my real strength, you will have no chance to fight back."

While speaking, he dodged another attack from Wu Xing.

The voice was not loud, but all those present were young masters with excellent eyes and ears, so they naturally heard his words in their ears, and were immediately dissatisfied:
"This is too arrogant."

"If you don't brag, you will die?"

"I'd like to see how he gets slapped in the face by the sword madman later."

Even Zhong Weiguo couldn't help wiping off his cold sweat for him. This kid's death-killing ability, which he hadn't seen for a while, seemed to have become much stronger again.

A good sparring match seems to have turned into a kick-off.

But in such an occasion, one can only pray that he will not be cut in half.

Chen Zhengqian actually didn't understand swords.

His understanding of swords is still at the level of chopping, slashing, slashing, and slashing, which are not even considered common sense at the beginning.

The so-called sword moves, to him, only exist in legends.

Even though he was carrying a powerful weapon, he didn't have the proper skills to display his due strength. Regarding this point, Chen Zhengqian himself was also very distressed.

It's a pity that there is no such thing as swordsmanship in the warehouse, otherwise I would have practiced a good swordsmanship long ago, and would save all living beings all over the world to pretend to be forced.

But it doesn't matter if you don't know swordsmanship, fortunately, he has another card in his hole, which is ten blows with one force.

Isn't there a saying that no matter who it is, in the face of absolute power, any skills and strategies are just paper tigers!

Chen Zhengqian's own strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. His strength has already surpassed the range of ordinary people. Even these super fighters feel inferior.

Only those at the elite level will have the strength to withstand a blow.

Wu Xingzhi is different.

As a disciple of the Sword Sect, his understanding of the sword has already been promoted to the level of Dao, which is far beyond what ordinary people can understand.

With his obsession with swordsmanship, he can be said to have embarked on his own path of swordsmanship.

The sword represents righteousness and determination. The sword can subdue demons and subdue demons, and it can also punish evil and eliminate evil. Therefore, Wu Xingzhi's combat power can already be called a true land immortal.

In this Dharma-ending era, there are only a few who can possess such great strength at this age.

As Wu Xingzhi pursued Chen Zhengqian further, Chen Zhengqian felt more and more pressure.

The audience on the sidelines naturally applauded Wu Xingzhi, especially the disciples of the Sword Sect, all of whom were blushing and wished that their senior brother would beat Chen Zhengqian, an outsider, to the ground.

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful.

Wu Xingzhi was always wary of Chen Zhengqian's movements and was surprised that he couldn't get close to him for so long.

Although it is not clear what method he used to defeat Zhao Wufeng, Wu Xingzhi is still very cautious at the moment, if he even defeats himself, then he can only admit that his skills are not as good as others.

Chen Zhengqian dodged Wu Xingzhi's attack again, and jumped aside, thinking: "It's almost there?"

The next second, he stepped forward and stabbed Wu Xingzhi directly with his sword.

"Three styles of broken sword?" Wu Xingzhi couldn't hide the shocked look on his face.

This is obviously his own stunt, how could he use it?
Wu Xingzhi can be sure that only he can use this self-created move, and there is absolutely no copycat.

However, at this moment, it happened to be revealed in the hands of Chen Zhengqian.

I did use it once just now. Could it be that he is the top genius that Junior Brother Zhao said?

For a moment, Wu Xingzhi couldn't help being in a trance.

At this moment, Chen Zhengqian grasped the flaw that Wu Xingzhi had inadvertently revealed, and immediately tapped his long sword towards Wu Xingzhi's wrist.

Wu Xingzhi was shocked and quickly defended and blocked.

Fortunately, he was also experienced. He reacted immediately and made predictions. He successfully blocked Chen Zhengqian's attack, but the huge force coming from the sword made his mouth hurt.

God knows why the guy on the other side is so strong, is he a Tyrannosaurus rex in human skin?
How could human beings have such great power?

"It's not over yet!"

With a smile on the corner of Chen Zhengqian's mouth, he attacked wave after wave, and Wu Xingzhi was defeated steadily in a short time.

The audience outside the arena was a little stunned. What was the situation? They had the upper hand just now. Why were they suddenly crushed and beaten in the next second?

Only a few people with top strength saw the scene just now, and their faces were serious.

"What did he use just now, was Wu Xingzhi's Three Sword Breaking Styles?" Li Qingyang couldn't help asking Guan He.

Guan He nodded, with the same serious expression: "It should be the third form of the broken sword, which is right."

He has done some research on some of Wu Xingzhi's special sword moves.

Li Qingyang frowned and asked: "Could it be that Wu Xingzhi passed this trick on to the other party?"

Guan He thought for a while and shook his head: "I think it's impossible. After all, who is Wu Xingzhi, how could he teach his special skills to others in private!"

Not to mention other people, even Wu Xingzhi himself was a little confused. How did he do it?
Only Chen Zhengqian himself knows what the principle is.

That's right, he still chose the method he used when he and Zhao Wufeng competed last time, learning the opponent's fighting skills directly during the battle.

It sounds like a fortress, and this is also what Chen Zhengqian thinks is the fastest way to improve his combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that this kind of ability is currently only available to Chen Zhengqian.

"What's going on, could it be that Senior Brother Wu taught sword moves to others before?" Some people doubted.

"No, he didn't know Senior Brother Wu before, so how could he learn the Three Poken Sword Styles from Senior Brother Wu." Someone also retorted.

But there is no single answer.

Zhao Wufeng watched from the sidelines and frowned. From the moment Wu Xingzhi started to panic, he knew that he couldn't stop the beast from awakening.

Zhong Weiguo was equally shocked.

I originally thought that Chen Zhengqian would at most be neck and neck with Wu Xingzhi. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed and Wu Xingzhi was suppressed instead.

This was beyond his imagination.

This guy seems to be hiding very deep!
If I hadn't forced him this time, I guess he would have continued to lurk.

On the contrary, Tang Ke's eyes lit up with a fiery light.

Strong, absolutely strong!
I must fight with him!
　Thanks to the four book friends "Pandora Scorpio", "Menghui 95 Daydreaming", "The Eight Immortals" and "The King of Hell" for their support.

　　
　
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