Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

"What is this guy doing?"

Demon Race fighter Azak, holding the longblade obliquely in one hand, staring at Fang Zhou with his eyes closed with a sullen face.

This Human Race is it possible that is there any hole cards?

If you open your eyes, you may not win.

Close your eyes to fight him, isn't that just courting death?

Azak crushed Fang Zhou on sheer strength. This is a victory in size, and it is difficult to make up for it with skill.

Besides, Azak has participated in the war between gods and demons, and his fighting skills and consciousness are not weak.

What will this Human Race win? !

He will tear this boy apart with the power of thunder and regain his freedom!

With a twist of his neck, the two magic lines on Azak's body continue to squirm, like a horned dragon, continuously increasing their strength.

I stepped heavily on it, and the white jade ring seemed to have sunken footprints, cracked lines permeating it.

Azak shoots out at a very fast speed, swipes his sword, and continues to sweep and slash with the pouring rain!

Fang Zhou opened his eyes with closed eyes, handed out a sword, and the tip of the sword was glued to the sword. Fang Zhou sensed the strength and was adapting to the strength.

Dantian Qi Sea, the internal qi is gushing.

Fang Zhou is like an Autumn Wind Descends leaf, no matter how strong Azak wind blows, it cannot be shattered!

Azak's eyes shrunk, and the magic lines on his face wriggle, which is actually a bit inexplicable irritability and irritation!

Crush him!

Hashed him!

Blast him!

This is the thought flooding in Azak's mind!

He roared, his muscles squirmed, making the magic pattern resemble a black snake coming alive, spitting out terrifying letters!

However, his roar, like an incompetent rage, raged in the arena, but it didn't have the slightest effect.

Fang Zhou has gradually grasped the details of power control from rawness to familiarity.

With the help of Martial Arts Bookstore, his mind is gradually taking shape one by one!

Tenderness!

Overcome strength with softness!

This is the main point of Fang Zhou's comprehend!

In the battle, he tried to incorporate these points into the fighting skills, making the fighting skills intertwined into a big net.

Make a surface with dots!

He does not know Tai Chi, but he can create Tai Chi on the basis of the essentials!

Fang Zhou twisted his body, removed the horrible strength of Demon Race fighter Azak, his palm was raised, like a vast clear spring hitting Azak's fist.

The palm of your hand is lightly twisted, like a tornado in a water tank, which wraps up the cycle and drives Azak's arm to rotate!

During the rotation, Azak’s power is removed from bits and pieces!

Fang Zhou even took advantage of his strength to play and threw Azak away, making him stagger back a few steps!

Fang Zhou closed his eyes, his mind became more and more clear!

"Without intentions..."

Fang Zhou caught the essence!

Demon Race fighter Azak's eyes are red, and the second magic lines on his body are creeping, and his body is actually beginning to bulge, and the beating blue tendons are like twisted snakes.

"Are you using me to practice tricks?!"

"You are humiliating me!"

Azak screamed and fisted in the wind!

"I want to tear you apart!"

bang!

Azak's power is actually strengthened again, strong blood and blood Physical, terrifying!

In this imposing manner, Fang Zhou is like a flat boat in the huge waves.

Fang Zhou face doesn't change, turn his head slightly and close his eyes.

You are strong and you are strong, and the breeze is blowing on the hills.

Draw a circle with both hands and re-draw a circle.

Intentionally, don’t use effort.

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The entire martial battleground is extremely quiet and absolute silence.

After the gamblers experienced the carnival, they became extremely quiet at this moment, even nervous!

Before Demon Race Azak crushed Fang Zhou with terrifying power, and almost defeated Fang Zhou, the gamblers underneath who bet on the victory of the foreign race couldn't help but cheer with excitement.

However, Fang Zhou, who seems to be defeated soon and to be blown up, has not been blown up yet.

Nowadays, the situation in the boxing is even a weird stalemate!

Demon Race Azak's swords and punches that momentum is big, power is deep, were all blocked by Fang Zhou in a strange way, like a giant wave hitting a leaf floating on the water. It can't sink anyhow.

Although Fang Zhou's body wound gurgled with blood.

Although Fang Zhou secreted black blood in his throat.

However, the young man stubbornly did not give up. He was looking for a chance in a desperate situation.

The cheering gamblers suddenly lost their interest in cheering.

Fang Zhou resisted Azak's every punch, like a slap on their face!

Before the gambling market opened, almost all gamblers agreed that the foreign race must win.

Because, in the inherent concept, Innate has too many advantages compared to foreign race and human race.

Human Race is difficult to win!

The pressure brought by the foreign race is the darkness that shrouds the head of Human Race.

Gamblers, perennially shrouded in this fear, even the most important racial confidence of a race has begun to lose.

They became numb and desperate.

However, at this moment, the fist of life and death, the stubborn youth who seeks a glimmer of survival in despair, seems to have torn the darkness above their heads.

As if telling them with actual actions.

Foreign race, there is not much terrifying.

Foreign race, not too noble!

Some gamblers started cheering for Fang Zhou. Perhaps they were not cheering for Fang Zhou, but for the light of hope in the darkness.

The cheers to Fang Zhou are like a gust of wind blowing over the jungle, swaying Ye Hai to raise heaven shaking, earth shattering.

It's like flying off the roof of the martial battleground!

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The second floor of the martial battleground.

In the Instructor box, there was a tumult and an uproar.

"What is this kid doing?"

"Why don't I understand this punch?"

There was an odd-faced Instructor opening.

Why did Fang Zhou suddenly resist the terrifying force of the Demon Race fighter? !

This is what they don't understand.

Of course, not all Instructors have not seen it.

Lei Laohu remained silent, and some people clenched their fists and looked excited, as if watching a miracle!

Master Zhao stared at the fist, smoking a cigarette while smoking, and the smoke continuously sprayed out of his nostrils.

Of course Master Zhao can see it.

However, he couldn't believe it.

"This child...is creating martial arts, creating martial arts with battle!"

Master Zhao muttered.

This murmur suddenly plunged the entire box into a dead silence.

Creating martial arts with battle...

That's the method of martial daoist!

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Sect Lord box.

"On the basis of softness, create martial arts to deal with fierce power!"

"Use war to create martial arts..."

"Old Pei Sure enough, you crossed him with a strand of Human Sovereign Qi! But... a strand of Human Sovereign Qi is not enough?!"

The road of martial daoist......

This young man, still Did you just take off without learning to leave? !

The two Sect Lords, Ling Chen and Ye Qianjue were also shocked and even stood up excitedly.

They looked towards Pei Tongsi who was grinning with jealousy.

Especially Ye Qianjue, regretful intestines are all blue.

The posture of this child may even open up a new realm above Six Directions martial daoist!

Special mother!

I got a big leak by Pei Tongsi!

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【Life and death performance of martial arts, martial arts "Tai Chi", has been recorded in a book, stored in the Martial Arts Bookstore, and obtained Martial Dao Experience +50, special Soul Shift Spiritual Exchange opportunity once]

The blue smoke looms in front of you, and the prompt pops up.

Fang Zhou instantly withdrew from that elusive condition. Obviously, the increase given by Martial Arts Bookstore disappeared.

Fang Zhou sank into the bookstore and strolled in front of the bookshelf.

extend the hand, a golden book floats into your arms, slowly turning the pages, and the content of "Tai Chi" blends into your body and mind.

Exit Martial Arts Bookstore.

The mind returns to reality.

Fang Zhou held the steel essence iron sword in one hand, and smiled confidently in front of the Demon Race fighter Azak who flew into a rage out of humiliation.

The "Tai Chi" he created is not the Tai Chi of the previous life, but the practice of Tai Chi based on the martial arts he practiced.

It incorporates the skills of the Sorrow Sword, the knack of four or two strokes, etc...

It is different from the previous life, but it is most suitable for Fang Zhou!

Although it is only a rough technique now, Fang Zhou believes he can gradually improve it!

Above the cage fist.

Fang Zhou, with his eyes closed and charm, twists his wrist, his sword is attached to a big knife, his body is swaying and leaning like a bell in a Buddhist temple, he will not fall down no matter how much he hits!

Intentionally, don’t use effort.

"He is powerful, I am also powerful, I am the first!"

Tai Chi has become so powerful, Fang Zhou seems to have taken the initiative in the boxing, after removing Azak’s great sword power , It turned his knife into an arc and kept turning.

While the big knife moved, it was pulled towards Azak's waist!

Azak have one's hair stand on end, let go and avoid the knife, with a big knife slamming, flying away in the distance.

And Fang Zhou approached silently again, Azak slammed his fist, Fang Zhou changed his claws with five fingers, covered this fist, and the contact became a circle. With the force of swing, the five claws covered Azak's face!

Before the fight, Martial Dao used Martial Dao's experience to deduce the perfect "White Bone Claw", which will show off at this time!

Tear!

White Bone Claw is stacked with nine claw shadows, grabbed nine times in a row, and the terrifying tearing power is released!

Azak's entire face is sunken with five finger holes, bloody and bloody!

The skull was almost opened!

Azak's face was full of blood and miserable. With a roar, he grabbed Fang Zhou and wanted to throw him away.

Fang Zhou was thrown to the ground, but his palm was frosted and stuck to Azak's hand like figure skating, drawing a circle with Azak as the center.

Finally, with the power of Azak threw away, he retracted and handed out a sword.

"He is powerless and I am powerless, I am still in the first place!"

Fang Zhou coughed up a smear of black blood and spoke sonorously.

The entire martial battleground, absolute silence, fell into dead silence.

Azak, with a bloody face, slowly lowered his head, and saw a sword that penetrated his heart!

The sword is so cool!

At that time, Fang Zhou slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like sparks.

Five fingers pressed on Azak's face again, pushing him against the iron net.

Without expression, he drew out the sword.

"The sick?"

Fang Zhou spoke lightly.

After that, he backhanded the sword into the heart of Demon Race fighter Azak again.

Pull out, then pierce!

One sword, another sword, another sword!

Bring up a splash of light purple blood!

The heart is twisted like mud!

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