Iceberg President's personal expert

Bright saber energy spewed out from the long knife in He Zhengqing's hand, and a boundless arrogance erupted from He Zhengqing's body.

As the vice-chairman of the Zhonghai Wushu Association, He Zhengqing's sword skills are considered top-notch in the entire Zhonghai Wushu Association.

Even if it is enshrined by several other big families, few people can match him in sword skills.

And the Tyrannical Saber he is best at is even more famous in Zhonghai.

With one slash, even a grandmaster of the same level will be stunned by his saber intent.

"Blade slash!"

He Zhengqing let out a low cry, held the saber in both hands, and slashed at Takamura Taro's saber spirit.

A sword with a length of more than ten feet soared into the sky, and the terrifying sword intent suppressed Takamura Taro.

In an instant, the two sword qi collided directly in the air, and the two auras crazily collided and blended, and finally turned into a powerful energy, and scattered towards the surroundings.

"It's interesting." Takamura Taro raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes showed a frenzied killing intent, and with a movement of his body, his whole body turned into a beam of light, which suddenly appeared in front of He Zhengqing, waving the samurai sword in his hand, and aimed directly at He Zhengqing's neck cut down.

"Fight me close?" He Zhengqing snorted coldly, without the slightest fear, and also went up to meet him with a knife.

The two fought relentlessly in the arena.

The resounding sound of the saber resounded through the arena.

"Is this the battle of the masters?" The members of the Martial Arts Association who were watching around the arena looked shocked at the two masters fighting in the arena.

Although everyone was a little far away from the martial arts arena, the aura emanating from the fight between these two masters was so powerful that it made their hearts tremble a little.

Every move of these two masters made them feel unstoppable.

If it weren't for the fact that there were many masters who stopped the dissipated energy, they might not even be able to stop the dissipated energy.

At this moment, they had a deeper impression of the power of the master.

While these members of the martial arts association were paying homage to each other, Cheng Tianxu and the other masters looked a little ugly.

In the eyes of these martial arts association members, He Zhengqing and Takamura Taro are indistinguishable.

But in their eyes, He Zhengqing had obviously fallen into a disadvantage.

Although the realm of the two is the same, Takamura Taro is obviously superior in terms of combat experience.

Especially Takamura Taro's movement was extremely strange, even with He Zhengqing's strength, he couldn't even keep up with Takamura Taro's pace.

If the fight continues like this, it is only a matter of time before He Zhengqing loses.

If the first battle is lost, it is definitely not a good start.

Compared with the solemnity of the masters of the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association, the faces of the Qianye family are all relaxed.

"Takamura Taro, this guy has improved his body skills relatively quickly. Even if this Huaxia master is more fierce in terms of sword skills, if he can't meet Takamura Taro, he will undoubtedly lose."

Akimura Taku grinned, his eyes full of disdain: "These Japanese masters are really weak. This one should be the vice president of the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association, but he can't even beat Takamura Taro. It seems that this time , we can easily wipe out the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association, even Naoya-kun doesn’t need to take action, I can do it myself, and it is enough to sweep the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association.”

"Akimura-kun's strength is not comparable to these Chinese people. I don't think even the president of the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association is your opponent."

Some swordsmen next to him said with a smile, and their words were full of flattery.

Akimura Taku, as a top-rank master, is also a disciple of a kendo master in the Chiba Dojo, and he can be regarded as a small status in the Chiba Dojo.

In the future, if he enters the pinnacle of the master, Akimura Taku will also become the core middle level of Chiba Dojo.

For ordinary worshipers of the Chiba family, Akimura Taku is definitely the one they look up to.

"Akimura Taku, don't underestimate these Chinese people."

An old man next to Qianye Xiuyi slowly opened his eyes, and said lightly: "Most of China's top powerhouses are in Yanjing and those hidden sects, and those forces are not weaker than our Qianye Dojo." To despise the enemy is to be cruel to oneself."

"Naoya-kun, are you a little too cautious, at least in the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association, I haven't seen anything that could threaten my existence."

Akimura Taku has a proud face, his eyes are full of fierce fighting spirit: "I can't wait for my sword."

Chiba Naoya frowned slightly and didn't say anything else.

Although he told Akimura Taku to be more cautious, there were indeed very few existences in the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association that could threaten their existence.

Regarding this time's martial arts competition, Chiba Naoya didn't think that the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association had any chance of winning.

At the same time, Ye Chen, who was sitting in the audience area, couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm going to lose."

"Who is going to lose?" Just as Wang Tianyu's voice fell, a shocking change occurred in the martial arts arena.

He Zhengqing is very aware of the current situation, if he can't make a quick decision, with Takamura Taro's advantage in movement, the true energy in his body will be completely exhausted by the opponent.

The only way to end this battle is to win with one blow.

So He Zhengqing intentionally exposed a flaw in his sword technique to lure Takamura Taro to attack.

Sure enough, seeing the flaw in his saber technique, the other party directly slashed at the flaw in his saber technique without any hesitation.

"You got Fooled."

With a frenzied fighting intent on He Zhengqing's face, he let out a low growl, holding knives in both hands, and suddenly slashed at Takamura Taro's samurai sword.

When he swung the knife, He Zhengqing seemed to be waving a mountain peak, and an incomparably powerful coercion rushed towards Takamura Taro.

Shocked by this powerful aura, Takamura Taro's figure couldn't help but pause for a breath.

A fierce saber aura suddenly appeared in front of Takamura Taro.

"Huaxia people, just use this little trick to beat me? Your speed is too slow."

Taro Takamura had a strange look on his face, and with a movement of his body, countless phantoms appeared around He Zhengqing.

Takamura Taro seemed to be divided into five people, surrounded by He Zhengqing.

He Zhengqing's knife directly slashed on a phantom clone.

The long knife in his hand didn't have any feeling of hitting the enemy, and He Zhengqing's expression changed suddenly.

"Phantom Kill!"

The remaining four figures of Takamura Taro spoke at the same time, swung the samurai sword in their hands, and slashed at He Zhengqing.

With a stabbing sound, four bright sword auras suddenly rose around He Zhengqing.

A full four ten feet high saber aura surrounded He Zhengqing, and the dissipated saber aura enveloped He Zhengqing like frost falling from the sky.

"Too bad." He Zhengqing's face changed, and the long knife in his hand swung around his body, turning into a series of knife gangs, surrounding him.

The next moment, these four sword qis suddenly slashed on He Zhengqing's sword gang.

A powerful energy burst out suddenly.

When Cheng Tianxu and the others saw this, their complexions suddenly changed, and the true energy in their bodies could not help but circulate.