Chapter 180: Amazing Wisdom, Bronze Statue Skill
"The number one master of the Wind and Iron Fist was defeated so quickly? Didn't someone say before the match that Ding Yang would be the biggest opponent of Xing Lie from the Fiery Martial Arts School at this martial arts exchange meeting... but the two of them only fought for a minute in total?"
In the audience, a disciple asked in confusion.
"Who knows? According to the pre-match prediction, it is correct. Ding Yang is ranked second among the younger generation in Hengguang City, and before Wu Binghe's death, Xing Lie was probably ranked second in Huaishui City. Wouldn't it be a fight between two second-placed players? But the result seems to be a bit different..."
Someone nearby interrupted to explain.
“There is still a gap between the second and the third!”
Many eyes in the audience were focused on Xing Lie. They all had a hunch that Xing Lie would be the first in the individual competition of this martial arts exchange meeting. The influence of the Liehuo Martial Arts School in Huaishui City would also usher in a new era of accumulation and development, completely replacing the Fierce Bird School and occupying the right to speak in the secret martial arts world.
"The first place in the martial arts exchange meeting will only be the eldest brother!"
"Big Brother will definitely be able to defeat Bai Xiao easily and help us get revenge!"
In the audience of the Liehuo Martial Arts School, many elite and core disciples clenched their fists in excitement, their faces excited, and thought to themselves. Some of the core disciples looked slightly pale and had faint injuries on their bodies. They had a feud with Bai Xiao during the previous operation of the Martial Arts Association to eliminate the virtual demons in Huaishui City. Now, the scars have healed and the pain has been forgotten. With the support of the powerful senior brother, they have begun to fantasize about stepping on Bai Xiao's face to vent their anger.
The medical staff and elite disciples carried the eldest brother of their school to the audience seats. Through the small door between the seats, they were sent into the inner building of the gymnasium. Next to him, there was a gray-haired elder following closely. This elder seemed to be Ding Yang's master, and his face was very worried.
"Master, I lost."
"Xing Lie is much stronger than I thought..."
Ding Yang was lying on his back on the white cloth stretcher, speaking with some bitterness.
In addition to pain, there is also some loss and decadence in his expression.
"Xiaoyang, it's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself."
The white-haired old man tried to comfort him softly, but it didn't seem to have much effect. So he continued, "If I'm not mistaken, Xing Lie has probably broken through the Limit Breaker realm and become a martial artist..."
Ding Yang turned his head in shock. What his master said was unexpected, but also reasonable. He was only one step away from the realm of a martial artist. If Xing Lie was still a limit breaker, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't easily crush him, unless he had some secret martial arts that could shock the world and make ghosts weep. However, in the battle just now, Ding Yang didn't feel anything. Xing Lie simply suppressed him, as easy as pie.
"Yeah, I should have thought of it earlier..."
Ding Yang muttered to himself, and the color in his gray eyes gradually gathered again.
With a psychological comfort, he felt much better. It was not shameful to lose to a fighter who was one level stronger than him. This was a normal phenomenon. If someone could cross the realm and forcibly defeat the fighter, that would be the most incredible.
"In addition, according to my judgment, Bai Xiao from the Fierce Bird School is probably also at the level of a martial artist. Of course, I'm not sure. In the previous battle with Chen Hu, he mainly displayed strong and hard skills, and did not reveal more. However, just the horizontal training is already extremely exaggerated..."
The white-haired old man continued.
"Two fighters?!"
"There are two martial artists in the younger generation at a martial arts exchange meeting in Huaishui City? In our Hengguang, there is only one young artist, Xia Qing! Oh, if Wu Binghe from the Fierce Bird School hadn't died, wouldn't Huaishui have three martial artists? There are so many geniuses and freaks..."
Ding Yang lay flat on his back. He shook his head helplessly and closed his eyes.
He let his fellow disciples carry him to the infirmary for recuperation.
"By the way, He Yong, help me go out and see who won the individual competition. Was it Xing Lie or Bai Xiao? Tell me when the result is out..."
He gave instructions to a young man beside the bed with a weak look.
…
The Liehuo Stadium, as its name suggests, was becoming more and more heated. Fighting and the ring were the things that could most excite people's blood, and all kinds of noisy sounds mixed together, making it extremely lively.
The second round of the individual competition is over.
Fu Xue, the first core player from Echo Sword, was lucky enough to have a bye in this round.
There are eight contestants left, four of whom are the top core members of their respective schools. They are strong contenders for the championship, and I wonder if they will meet in advance. It would be very interesting if they meet each other in the third round.
Time passed little by little, and the host quickly came on stage to make an announcement.
"Number Five vs. Number Twelve!"
"The first match of the third round of the individual competition begins."
Two disciples came on stage one after another. They were not the top core players, so they did not cause much noise. It was not until the end of the game and the host announced the second match of the third round of the individual competition that the whole place was in an uproar.
All the spectators became excited and inexplicably excited.
Because in the second game, no one was the core player.
This also means that in the third and fourth games, the four top core players from the four major schools will compete against each other in a peak clash.
"That's great. This time even if I die, it's worth it!"
Some disciples of the sect stood up with excitement on their faces, waving their arms and punching.
With a somewhat bloodthirsty expression on his face, he said it exaggeratedly.
Time flies, and the second game is quickly decided.
Amid much anticipation, the third game of the third round of the individual competition began.
"Number nine versus number twenty-two!"
Suddenly, the audience cheered. Number nine was Xing Lie, the first core member of the Liehuo Martial Arts School, and number twenty-two was Lu Tang, the senior brother of the Gangming School.
Now that this competition has been decided, the opponents of the fourth match have also been completely revealed. It is the fierce bird Liu Baixiao and the echo sword Fu Xue.
In the auditorium where the Echo Sword was located, there was a woman in white clothes and a high ponytail. She had a simple and beautiful face, a pair of sharp sword-like eyebrows, and a heroic look.
She held the long sword in her hand, turned her head slightly, and looked sharply in the direction of the fierce bird flow. At this moment, the tall figure folded his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes, as if he was cultivating his spirit and didn't care about anything outside.
The noises of the heated discussions around him were blocked out.
"What a strong skill in nourishing your Qi, you are so calm..."
Fu Xue was secretly surprised. She had practiced the Echo Sword to a high level and had a calming effect. But just now, when she knew her opponent, Fu Xue's heart was also stirred up. But Bai Xiao had no reaction at all.
Her eyes gradually became serious and she turned to look at the ring.
On the other side, in the audience seats of the Fierce Bird Stream, Bai Xiao still did not open his eyes.
The reason why he was so calm when he learned about his opponent was simple.
A sentence.
It's the same no matter who comes.
When the third game started, Bai Xiao still didn't watch it.
Xing Lie will definitely win, there is no need to wait and see.
On the ring, two figures stood on the left and right. Lv Tang was wearing a tight black short-sleeved shirt, with exaggerated muscles in his arms, and his skin felt rough like sand and stone. With a slight force, his muscles tightened, and his tendons showed the phenomenon of being entangled and stretched like steel wires, like steel and iron bones.
"Gang Ming Liu, Lu Tang!"
He instantly saluted with his fists, and his aura became more and more intense.
"Liehuo Martial Arts School, Xing Lie!"
The figure opposite also spoke.
The next second, the broadcast sounded and the game officially began.
After another standard minute, the third game ended.
Lv Tang was half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. His upper body clothes had been completely ripped apart, revealing the matte-colored muscles and skin underneath that faintly echoed with the sound of steel. With the naked eye, one could see deep, sunken dark red fist and palm prints on it, with a hint of burnt, hot smell.
Especially the fierce fingerprint on the shoulder.
A bloody hole was actually gouged out in the steel muscles.
It was about four or five centimeters deep, and blood was gushing out.
He was defeated, and his proud horizontal training was broken. The continuous use of steel punches could not make Xing Lie retreat, and all his moves were countered.
He looked across with unwilling eyes.
On the rubber ring, Xing Lie was still standing in his small area, surrounded by a circle of tiny footprints. From the beginning to the end of the fight, Xing Lie had never moved more than one meter away from where he stood at the beginning, his posture was too calm.
Lu Tang knew that he had not forced the opponent to use his full strength.
"Game three, number nine, wins!"
As the referee announced the result of the match, both sides stepped down and returned to their respective schools. The host quickly came over and picked up the microphone.
…
The edge of the dark red rubber fighting ring was surrounded by a steel fence. Eight black steel pillars, as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, were deeply nailed into the ring.
Bai Xiao slowly stopped in front of one of the steel pillars and looked directly opposite.
There was a tall and slender figure, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a simple white training suit, which was loose overall and more suitable for swinging with force. On the beautiful face, the high ponytail tied tightly behind the head and the sharp sword-like eyebrows brought a sense of boldness and sharpness.
Her slender fingers drooped, and her fingertips were covered with calluses from sword practice. A sharp sword was slowly unsheathed, and immediately a steel hum was emitted.
It was a very strange sword. The overall shape was still sharp, with a slender and sharp edge, and an amazing edge. But in the middle, there was a design like a tuning fork. There was no sword tip or ridge, but a rectangular depression. On the edge of the depression, a blue frost pattern spread.
"Echo Sword, Fu Xue!"
Fu Xue raised his hands and saluted as per custom.
"The flow of fierce birds, white owl."
Bai Xiao glanced at the opponent's strange sword and seemed to be interested.
"Ding, the game begins."
The radio bell rang.
On the ring, figures in white and black stood on both sides of the ring.
"echo!!!"
Perhaps it was Chen Hu's defeat that reminded her. Fu Xue actually burst out with all her strength at the first moment, and a steady stream of powerful force penetrated and spread to her limbs and bones. The muscle memory that had been maintained for more than ten years was instantly activated.
“Buzz!”
As the special force-generating technique was used, the strange long sword produced a violent resonance when it slashed through the air. The sword body vibrated at a small amplitude and high frequency like a tuning fork, turning into a blurry white light shadow. The surface of the sword body seemed to have a crackling layer of white arcs.
"Hmm? This secret weapon is quite interesting..."
Bai Xiao, who had been standing still, suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes.
He suddenly raised his hand and blocked the whistling sword in mid-air.
“Zheng!!!”
There was a sudden and crisp sound of metal collision, which vibrated violently and actually created circles of white air currents around. It was an illusion of dust vibrating.
The echo wave was transmitted into Bai Xiao's arm, as if it wanted to separate the flesh and skin in an instant, as if it wanted to smash everything into powder.
However, the gap between the two was too big, and the fluctuation was easily suppressed.
"call out!"
Fu Xue moved incredibly quickly, like a fluttering white butterfly. The sword in his hand swung in an arc of a full moon, carrying astonishing power.
“Zheng!”
At this moment, there was no hand to stop it, and the sharp sword blade slashed heavily on Bai Xiao's shoulder, instantly tearing the cloth. However, the terrifying iron-red muscle outline underneath made people despair. With a streak of golden-red sparks, the Echo Sword slashed out diagonally and gently slashed on the iron pillar.
With a loud clang, the thigh-thick alloy iron pillar was cut in two. Two-thirds of the densely packed wire mesh was broken on the spot.
Bai Xiao glanced over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes. He smiled calmly, turned his head to look at Fu Xue who was quickly drawing her sword, and raised his hand.
He gestured to continue.
"Your secret sword is very interesting. It is similar to the hard skill I practiced. Come on, do whatever you want. Let me see how far your secret sword can go." He looked calm and slowly extended his big hand. With a hissing sound, the torn clothes were torn off.
The torn black cloth was thrown to the ground.
A human body stood on the ring, like a heavily armored tank. The aura that was lurking underneath was as thick and winding as a continuous black mountain range. It was vague and brought people an inexplicable fear.
"Let me make any move?"
Fu Xue gritted her teeth, her face showing anger. She felt that she was looked down upon by others. This feeling of anger made the surging blood and qi in Fu Xue's body burst out in a special wave, and the strength that had been trained to perfection surged. She rotated her wrist slightly three times, and a powerful force-generating technique appeared.
"As you wish!"
"Echo Sword! Echo from thousands of miles away!!!"
She locked her eyes on Bai Xiao and swung her sword without hesitation. The huge and stirring echoing sound instantly enveloped half of the arena. A sword beam turned into a dense waterfall of sword light, and a white torrent of air whistled out.
“Ding ding ding ding ding…”
Pieces of golden and red flames exploded, and Bai Xiao stood in the waterfall of sword light.
He felt a special vibration force spreading through his body, which echoed with the bronze statue power, and seemed to produce some kind of complementary effect in a trance.
"A stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade."
"My amazing wisdom is taking effect..."
(End of this chapter)
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