Martial Arts Immortal

The sun sets in the west.

Around the time of application.

The square where the arena challenge was held was filled with warriors.

On stage six.

The battle between the two men was extremely fierce, and the clash of gold and iron was endless.

Ding!

Ding ding ding!

The blade struck the tungsten glove, making a clanging sound.

Lin Zheyu was extremely fast, moving quickly around the man, his body seemed to turn into a phantom, and those with insufficient cultivation could not even see his movements clearly.

His opponent's expression was indifferent, his feet moved within a small area, and the long knife in his hand kept slashing out.

The speed of the knife was astonishing. The blade cut through the void with a hiss, and a cold light flashed past, and it came to Lin Zheyu in an instant.

Ding!

Lin Zheyu raised his right hand and used his tungsten glove to block the opponent's shocking blow.

"You drew the knife faster than last time."

Lin Zheyu commented.

The one fighting him was Luo Dinglin's brother, Luo Dinglong.

Like Luo Manghan, he was born in the God of War Sect, but they both followed different fighting styles.

Luo Manghan is known for his powerful fighting sense that seems to be predictable, while Luo Dinglong is famous for his sharp swords.

This is not the first time Luo Dinglong and Lin Zheyu have fought.

time flies.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zheyu started participating in the martial arts exchange meeting on the afternoon of the second day, and it has been exactly four and a half days since then.

Over the past few days, strong people have continued to come on stage to challenge.

Among them, Li Yin, Luo Manghan, Yue Qinghong and others came almost every day, but they all ended in failure.

In addition to them, many new faces appeared, and all of them were very powerful.

Rodin Dragon is one of them.

The Tianguang Shadowless Sword practiced by Luo Dinglong is famous for its speed.

The sword came out without a shadow, and all that could be seen was like a cold light coming from the horizon. Before he could react, his head fell to the ground.

Unfortunately, he met Lin Zheyu.

"Your speed is also faster than last time." Luo Dinglong said lightly.

This is a man with sharp edges and corners, and determination in his eyes.

There was nothing else in his eyes but the knife.

"Do you still have the energy? If not, I can wait for you a little longer." Lin Zheyu asked.

Fighting against talented warriors who practiced different techniques brought him a lot of gains, especially the improvement of combat experience and the realization of the true meaning of domineering.

"No, let's make a quick decision."

Luo Dinglong said lightly.

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed towards Lin Zheyu with the knife in hand.

His speed is not fast, but the speed at which he draws his sword is astonishingly fast. Even Lin Zheyu has a hard time getting close to him.

call out--

The sound of the blade cutting through the air was heard, and the blade flashed across, hitting Lin Zheyu's waist at an extremely cunning angle.

Lin Zheyu's body twisted suddenly, and he made a fist with his left hand and punched out.

The fist hit the blade, making a loud clang.

"Do you think your brother can win this time?"

Under the ring, Hong Yuanjie asked with interest.

"Disaster."

"This Zhao Hao is really a pervert. He has mastered Qinggong and Shenfa to such an extent."

"Wouldn't it be nice to use this time to understand one more true meaning?"

Luo Dinglin shook his head and was not optimistic about his brother.

Luo Dinglong fought with Zhao Hao three days ago, but unfortunately, it ended in failure.

Three days ago, Lin Zheyu's combat experience was still a little lacking, and he was a little immature when facing a strong man like Luo Dinglong.

But at this time, the advantages of Qinggong Shenfa are revealed.

Lin Zheyu's superb Qinggong movement technique allows him to advance, attack, retreat and defend, which is conducive to his invincibility.

He adopts the kite fighting method that he liked to use most when playing games in his previous life.

Relying on the light kung fu and movement skills that are far superior to Luo Dinglong's, we can retreat when the enemy advances, chase when the enemy retreats, harass the enemy when they are stationed, and attack when the enemy is tired.

He suddenly exhausted all his energy.

To swing a sword with astonishing speed requires a strong body and stamina.

Without physical support, Luo Dinglong quickly failed.

But that was three days ago.

After three days of fighting, Lin Zheyu not only raised his domineering momentum to the extreme, but also reached the critical point, with only one opportunity left to condense his true meaning.

His combat experience is also improving rapidly.

Originally, the only way to face Luo Dinglong was to use kite tactics, which exhausted the opponent's physical strength. Now, he can fight at close range with He Qi.

"Your brother is indeed a genius disciple of the God of War Sect. In just three days, he can draw the sword even faster."

"But Zhao Hao's movement speed has also become faster."

"Both are perverts."

Hong Yuanjie couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.

Comparing people to each other can really piss people off.

They spend several months practicing, and sometimes the results they get are not as good as others' progress in a few days.

Not far from them.

Li Wensi, Li Mengqi and others also came to the scene.

Today is the sixth day of the martial arts exchange meeting. They no longer have as many things to attend to at the banquet as they did at the beginning, and so many friendships to maintain.

"Master Zhao, beat him!"

"Well!"

"careful!"

Li Wensi was very excited and exclaimed from time to time.

"Don't make a fuss. Brother Zhao is so strong that he won't lose." Li Mengxi said speechlessly.

"At first I just thought Brother Zhao had hope of winning a hundred games undefeated, but I didn't expect it would actually come true now."

Xiong Yonghao couldn't help but sigh.

Luo Dinglong on the stage is a true disciple of the God of War Sect, one who can be ranked in the top ten among his peers.

But now, he has also been defeated by Brother Zhao.

"Brother Zhao may become the first warrior to remain undefeated in a hundred games this year." Xu Zifan said.

"Yeah, Mr. Zhao can definitely do it!" Li Wensi nodded in agreement.

"no."

"Gong Shengbin in the second arena has maintained a winning streak for five days. If no one succeeds in sniping today, then he will be the first warrior to win the title of undefeated in 100 games."

Li Mengqi said calmly.

"Has Gong Shengbin won five consecutive days?"

"If it were him, none of the talented warriors present at the martial arts exchange meeting would be able to attack him."

Xiong Yonghao said with some regret.

The first place and the title of undefeated in 100 games are completely different from the second place. The fame and honor are quite different.

when!

Boom~~

While the warriors in the audience were whispering to each other, the battle on the stage had reached a critical moment.

The clanging sound was accompanied by the muffled roar of thunder.

Lin Zheyu stepped on the footwork of the Golden Goose Kung Fu and unleashed extremely domineering fists. He wielded the Purple Thunder Fist like an unstoppable god of war.

Every punch struck out accurately hit the blade wielded by Rodin Long.

The huge force made the blade buzz.

"Have you adapted to my sharp knife?"

Seeing this scene, Luo Dinglong's eyes were full of disbelief.

He knew how fast his sword was, but he didn't expect that Zhao Hao could actually see through the path of his sword with his superb Qinggong movement and powerful perception.

After a few days of adapting, I was able to use my body skills to avoid the blade and at the same time hit the blade with my fist.

Use the huge repulsive force to slow down the speed of his second sword draw, so as to quickly approach him.

when!

Boom——

"Suffer it!"

Luo Dinglong's expression condensed.

The sword that was cut out was punched by Lin Zheyu again.

At this time, Lin Zheyu had already arrived in front of him, and the roar of thunder rang in his ears.

Boom!

A terrifying strong wind struck, and when the fist approached Rodinglong's chest, its strength was greatly reduced, only knocking it back a few steps.

"I lost."

"You are very strong, but when I gather my true intention, I will definitely defeat you!"

Luo Dinglong stopped, looked at Lin Zheyu and said lightly, as if he was stating a fact.

The sharp sword he cultivated contains many true meanings.

After these true meanings are integrated into Zhenjin, they can not only act on weapons, but also on his body, increasing the speed of his movements.

At that time, it will be able to make up for his lack of movement speed.

This is also the reason why few marrow practitioners spend too much time on Qinggong and Shenfa.

As long as there is still potential for promotion in the martial arts path, most of them will not waste too much time on Qinggong and body techniques, but will use it to understand the true meaning.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Lin Zheyu said lightly.

By the time the opponent is promoted to Huajin, his strength has already reached an unknown level.

"Arena No. 6, Zhao Hao's fifty-third consecutive victory." The referee's voice came out, announcing Lin Zheyu's victory.

From the second day he participated in the arena challenge, more and more warriors came to challenge him.

Even so, they have only won fifty-three games in a row until today.

After all, the further you get to the back, the fewer warriors dare to challenge. Only warriors who are very confident in their own strength will go up and give it a try.

"Mr. Zhao, do you need to take a rest?" the referee asked.

"Um."

Lin Zheyu nodded.

The battle with Rodin Dragon just now was a bit exhausting, otherwise he would have wanted to continue with the next one.

Fighting with these talented warriors would be of great benefit to him.

Lin Zheyu's potential has reached its limit, and he is only one step away from transforming into his true meaning, lacking an opportunity.

He needs to find opportunities for breakthrough through constant fighting.

He took out a few essence pills from his arms, drank them, sat cross-legged on the stage and began to recover.

Not long after he rested, he was attracted by the exclamation coming from the distance.

"What happened?"

Lin Zheyu was a little curious and stood up to look in the direction of the sound.

The sound officially came from the second arena.

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The dull banging sound was endless.

On the second stage, two warriors were fighting fiercely. One of them, a bald man in monk's uniform, stood there with a calm and calm look on his face, maintaining a kind smile.

The other person continued to attack him, and his terrifying fists blasted out, hitting the opponent with a banging sound.

Facing the opponent's powerful attack, the bald man kept slapping his palms, his body as steady as a mountain, without moving at all.

"So strong!"

Lin Zheyu was secretly shocked.

What shocked him was how powerful the monk was. Faced with such a terrifying attack, he easily blocked it and was able to stand as steady as a mountain without moving at all.

"Senior, which sect does that monk belong to?"

Lin Zheyu asked the man in charge of the referee.

"Those are Buddhist masters from the Western Regions. The powerful Vajra Fist that will be rewarded in this challenge is provided by them."

The man looked at Arena No. 2 and frowned slightly.

He was also secretly frightened by how powerful the monk was.

"Buddhism?"

Lin Zheyu had some doubts in his heart. This was the first time he saw a monk in Wei.

"Senior, would Buddhist monks in the past also come to participate in martial arts exchange meetings?" Lin Zheyu continued to ask.

"No, this is the first time this year." The man shook his head without explaining much.

He didn't know much, he just received the news that the Buddhists came with bad intentions this time.

"Did Buddhism also begin to penetrate into the Wei Dynasty?"

"Da Wei seems to be in trouble!"

Lin Zheyu had a bad feeling in his heart.

According to the history he learned, from the founding of the Wei Dynasty, it had rejected any other religious forces, including Buddhism.

There is only one belief in the whole country, and that is the belief system of gods headed by Huang Tiantai, the Supreme Emperor of Ten Thousand Daos, Golden Tower.

Nothing else.

The presence of Buddhist monks here shows that Wei's strength is such that it can no longer exclude Buddhism.

This may be related to the Jiuyou Sect and the Ancient Demon who have joined forces in the south.

The pressure brought by external enemies made it impossible for Wei to spare more energy to prevent the invasion of Buddhism.

"If the sky falls and a tall man is watching, it's not my turn to worry about it."

"I just need to practice martial arts with peace of mind and quietly improve my strength."

Lin Zheyu said secretly.

He looked at it for a while, stopped watching, and continued to recover while sitting cross-legged.

The result of the battle was obvious. The monk was so terrifyingly powerful that the warrior on the second stage had no chance of winning.

really.

Not long after, the bald man seemed to have had enough fun and stepped forward with his right foot, directly crossing a distance of more than three meters and arriving in front of Gong Shengbin.

"not good!"

Gong Shengbin exclaimed in his heart, the power of qi and blood in his body exploded and retreated quickly.

Bang——

Before he could move away, the bald monk's palm lightly slapped his chest, and a terrifying force struck him.

Gong Shengbin heard a cracking sound from his chest, and his whole body was knocked off the ring like a rag sack.

"Pu Xuan wins in the second arena." The referee's voice sounded.

Gong Shengbin fell off the ring, looking very ugly.

He was almost able to win the title of undefeated in 100 games. Who would have thought that a terrifyingly powerful monk would suddenly appear.

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk Pu Xuan once again accepts the challenge from the talented warriors in Wuling City."

Pu Xuan clasped his hands together, shouted the Buddha's name, and said with a smile.

"Damn it, you lose now?"

"Where did this monk come from? He is so strong!"

"Made, this monk is not authentic. He came up with a Buddhist technique and didn't want anyone to get a reward. When he saw that Mr. Gong Shengbin was about to get a reward, he came out to stop him."

Under the ring, there was a burst of noise.

Pu Xuan kept smiling all the time. Seeing that no one came up to challenge him, he sat cross-legged on the ring and began to meditate.

"Is this Pu Xuan cultivating the Buddhist Golden Body?"

"In the marrow training realm, there are very few warriors who can break the golden body of Buddhism."

Under the No. 6 ring, the man standing next to Mr. Yang said calmly.

This is an old man who is more than two meters tall, has wrinkles on his face, and is about the same age as Mr. Yang.

However, his figure is extremely strong, with muscles all over his body, broad shoulders and a round waist, like a humanoid beast. "Buddhism comes prepared this time."

"We have notified those geniuses in the Marrow Realm to come over. We hope to defeat Pu Xuan, otherwise I may be bleeding heavily this time."

Mr. Yang said in a relaxed tone, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

At his age, he doesn't care about many things anymore. Someone has to worry about this matter, and it's not his turn yet.

"Don't talk about it anymore."

"Lao Yang, what you did this time was unethical. I asked you to help me find a potential disciple, but you made the first move?"

The strong man stared with huge eyes and said with an unhappy expression.

The man's name is Niu Qinghe, and he comes from the Niu Mo Sect.

He is the stupid cow that Mr. Yang mentioned before.

Originally, when Mr. Yang saw Lin Zheyu's domineering true intention in cultivation, he planned to introduce Lin Zheyu to Niu Qinghe and let him join the Niu Mo Sect.

But later on, the more I watched, the more surprised I became. I felt that Lin Zheyu had amazing potential, so I decided to make an exception and recruit Lin Zheyu into the Wuji Sect.

"Why is it not authentic?"

"It's not like I won't help you find him. Yao Tianyu is pretty good. Didn't I already introduce him to you?" Mr. Yang said with a smile.

"Hmph, can Yao Tianyu and Zhao Hao compare?"

"Furthermore, the domineering true meaning of Zhao Hao's practice is obviously derived from the Barbarian Bull Boxing. It comes from the same source as our Bull Demon Sect, and is more suitable for learning the Bull Demon Sect's techniques."

Niu Qinghe argued.

Yao Tianyu's martial arts talent cannot be called a monster, but he can still be regarded as a good genius.

It's a pity that what he cultivated was not the true meaning of domineering.

The overbearing true meaning has very high requirements on one's character, and I don't know if Yao Tianyu can succeed in practicing it.

Even if he can't, there are other real skills in Niu Mo Sect for Yao Tianyu to practice.

Niu Qinghe was quite satisfied when he saw Yao Tianyu.

But this satisfaction only lasted until this morning.

When he came to see Lao Yang in the afternoon, Niu Qinghe's eyes suddenly brightened when he sensed Lin Zheyu's extremely concentrated and domineering fist power.

Who knew that Mr. Yang poured cold water on him and told Niu Qinghe that Zhao Hao had been valued by Wuji Sect and accepted as a true disciple.

"The Wuji Sect has a great cause. It's just a domineering and true technique. It can be obtained with some effort."

"Moreover, Zhao Hao only came into contact with Manniu Fist early. How do you know that his compatibility with other true meanings is not as good as that of Hegemony True Meaning?"

Mr. Yang took a sip of wine and said leisurely.

"Hmph, I don't care."

"Either you return Zhao Hao to me, or help me find a warrior who can practice the domineering true meaning." Niu Qinghe snorted.

Time passes slowly.

The sun was setting in the west, and the dim yellow sunlight fell on the arena.

Lin Zheyu was still practicing Barbarian Bull Boxing as usual.

After defeating Luo Dinglong, no one came up to challenge him, and he felt at ease.

As long as you persist tomorrow morning, you will be able to obtain the title of Undefeated in 100 Matches and obtain the powerful Vajra Fist technique.

Lin Zheyu was extremely curious about Buddhist Kung Fu.

I don’t know if the Buddhist practice and the martial arts system of the Wei Dynasty have the same origin.

Soon, the challenge time is over.

Lin Zheyu jumped off the ring.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhao. If you persist tomorrow morning, you will be rewarded." Li Wensi took the lead to greet him and said with a smile.

She was happy for Lin Zheyu from the bottom of her heart.

"Congratulations, Brother Zhao."

"Brother Zhao is awesome!"

"Brother Zhao..."

Li Mengxi and others also walked over with a smile and congratulated each other.

"It can't be that easy. Not to mention the other warriors who haven't taken action yet, Pu Xuan in the second arena is not easy to deal with."

Lin Zheyu said with a smile.

He had just observed it for a while and had some understanding of Pu Xuan's strength.

First of all, the opponent's defense was extremely astonishing. He faced Gong Shengbin's attack without dodging it, and relied on his strong body to withstand it without any injuries.

Secondly, Pu Xuan's power was terrifying. With a light palm, he broke Gong Shengbin's ribs and sent him flying off the ring.

Finally, it was what worried Lin Zheyu the most.

When Pu Xuan made his final blow, he showed off his Qing Kung Fu. His speed was very fast, almost close to Lin Zheyu's fastest speed without using Qi and blood bursting skills or golden Qi and blood.

You must know that he only used Qi and blood that had undergone eleven qualitative transformations, combined with his superb Qinggong, to achieve such an astonishing speed.

In the past three days, Lin Zheyu had changed his qi and blood quality again, entering the eleventh level.

He was very curious as to what kind of skills Pu Xuan had practiced to be able to develop speed to such an extent.

At the same time, Lin Zheyu was also a little worried that the speed Pu Xuan showed just now might not be his limit.

"Certainly possible!"

"Young Master Zhao will definitely be able to defeat that stinking bald man and win the title of Undefeated in 100 Matches!" Li Wensi said firmly.

After seeing Zhao Hao's strength, she became Zhao Haochui and admired Zhao Hao extremely.

Before that, her role model was Li Mengqi.

"Even I'm not sure. How did you get so much confidence?" Lin Zheyu couldn't help but smile.

"I will be the host tonight to celebrate Brother Zhao's undefeated title in 100 games in advance. Let's go to Fenyang Tower together until we get drunk!"

Xu Zifan suddenly interrupted and laughed.

"Yes, you won't come home until you're drunk!" Xiong Yonghao agreed.

"Sorry to bother you."

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Yang, please come over and continue."

At this time, a man wearing Wuji Sect clothes came over and said respectfully.

"Okay, please lead the way."

"You guys go over first, and I'll go over for a while. If there's nothing else, I'll go over later." Lin Zheyu said.

"It's okay. It's okay if you don't come. Mr. Yang's business is important."

Li Mengxi said with a smile.

Looking at Zhao Hao's leaving figure, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

In just a few days, Zhao Hao's image had undergone earth-shaking changes in his mind.

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