Although his whole body seemed to have turned into steel, the speed of the Armor King was amazing, like a breeze, and he floated in front of Tie Shou in an instant. The next moment, he swept his right leg across, so fast that he seemed to disappear. B-level martial arts - Shadowless Kick! Seeing this scene, a drop of cold sweat broke out on Fang Xing's forehead. Because he knew that if the Armor King used this move, he would definitely not be able to resist. The opponent's legs were too fast and too strong...even the whole thigh seemed to have no leg bones. Bang Bang! Facing the Armor King's leg technique that seemed to blend into the wind, Tie Shou only made a very ordinary move, that is, blocking! Blocking the right mechanical arm in front of himself. Snap!
The next moment, as if the iron whip hit the shield, a violent metal collision sound resounded throughout the ring. The piercing sonic boom made all the spectators feel a tingling in their eardrums. Fang Xing was fully focused, watching the two figures constantly changing positions on the ring. Click! Countless strong winds were overflowing, causing cracks to appear on the edge of the ring. "These two jade-level warriors are the top among the jade-level warriors, right? Maybe they can challenge some weak fourth-level warriors?" A thought suddenly emerged in his mind. "I'm tired of your leg skills." The next moment, Tie Shou, a mechanical warrior who seemed to have been defending and was forced to the corner of the ring, had a ferocious look on his face. Swish! On his mechanical right arm, in the middle of his palm, a blade suddenly appeared. A cold light flashed and fell on the leg whip of the King of Armor, rubbing out a long string of sparks! The King of Armor immediately jumped a distance and stared at Tie Shou vigilantly. "It appears, Tie Shou's knife!" The emcee shouted excitedly. "Is this fighting competition serious? One side can actually show its weapon directly? It's too unfair, isn't it?" The yellow-haired Hao Chi waved the betting ticket in his hand, his eyes were a little red. He bet heavily on the King of Armor! "Idiot...King Kai is a superpower. Under his iron skin, his whole body is a weapon. Is he banned?"
A female white-collar worker next to him sneered: "There is no absolute fairness in the world..." Hao Chi was a little guilty at first, but he glanced at the betting ticket in the other party's hand and immediately refused: "You who bet on Tie Shou, don't talk to me..." Inside the fighting cage. Tie Shou raised his right hand blade: "Kill!" Instantly, Fang Xing saw a knife light! This knife light is sharp and pure...it seems to carry an inexplicable artistic conception! Even if it is just a simulated artistic conception, it is enough to shock every audience! "Is this the 'one knife in hand, no ghosts and gods stay' of the Ghost Sword?" Fang Xing's eyes lit up. Isn't this what he came to watch the blood cage fighting for? "Indeed...it's not killing...if you want to say it, it's more like 'confidence', but it also includes killing..." Quietly feeling this artistic conception, Fang Xing suddenly had more ideas about the entry of 'Ghost Sword'. "Sure enough, martial arts still needs a good teacher. If a teacher who is proficient in the Ghost Sword demonstrates it in person, the effect will definitely be better than this..." Although he felt the artistic conception in a battle, Fang Xing knew that he still couldn't get started with this! At this time, his eyes were attracted by this dazzling and crazy sword light. Just watching, he was captivated, so what about the armor king facing this sword light? The next moment, Fang Xing saw it. In the sword light, the armor king was grinning: "I have known for a long time that your killer move is the Ghost Sword... But unfortunately, my ability has just evolved to the second stage. I can resist it... And you, can you resist my 'Heaven-Destroying Leg'?" Almost at the same time as he spoke, the steel-colored skin on the armor king's body changed again! Under the skin, diamond-shaped scales emerged, like a scale armor, with unparalleled defensive power. Not only that, the King of Armor himself was like a poisonous dragon, soaring into the sky in the sword light, and his legs were like the fangs of a poisonous dragon, falling down madly. A state of mind that was not inferior to the Ghost Sword emerged, sweeping across the ring with the meaning of extinction! A-level martial arts-Heaven-Destroying Leg! "Oh no, Tie Shou is going to lose!" The female white-collar worker who spoke before wailed and angrily tore up the betting ticket in her hand. "Haha... Come on, King of Armor!" When the yellow-haired Hao Chi saw this scene, he shouted excitedly. Then...
Fang Xing saw a ray of sword light. This sword light was not very dazzling, but it was quite pure. It directly cut through countless leg shadows and hit the chest of the King of Armor heavily. "Impossible!" The King of Armor roared, and the black iron scales on his body seemed to gather towards his chest on their own, turning into one heart-protecting mirror after another. But it was useless! No matter how many iron armor scales there were, they were eventually cut open by that ray of sword light. The blade was cold, cutting through the flesh, causing blood to flow, leaving a deep wound on the chest of the King of Armor. "The way of the sword is to move forward!" Tie Shou stood in front of the fallen King of Armor, looking resolute and speaking calmly. "Ahhh!" The audience screamed like crazy, and the female office worker almost collapsed: "Tie Shou, you donkey... Although you won, I've already torn up the bet ticket!!" When the yellow-haired Hao Chi next to him heard this, he suddenly felt much better in his heart, and he also felt that the female office worker was much more pleasing to the eye. He stepped forward and wanted to say something more, but the female white-collar worker hugged his head and kissed her hard and deeply... 'Okay, this kind of environment is indeed very suitable for venting...' Fang Xing felt that the surroundings were getting more and more crazy, and some customers even grabbed the bunny girl next to them and started to move her hands up and down. He looked at the field again and saw that someone was carrying King Kai off the field, and there were doctors treating him beside him. 'Obviously, a master of this level will not deliberately damage the fighting arena and leave the power of life and death to the customers... At the very least, they must be true 'distinguished guests'...' Fang Xing looked at all this and suddenly felt a little unmotivated. He walked out of the fighting arena and prepared to get on the bus and wait for departure. He doesn't have the strength to leave the black market by himself at night! "Did the guests enjoy themselves?" Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Fang Xing turned around and saw that it was none other than 'Meat Bun' Zhang Jiarui. She was still dressed as a bunny girl and had deep purple eyes. "What? You're not going to serve the guests?" He pointed at the bustling fighting arena. "I am also serving the guests..." Zhang Jiarui licked her lips. Her tongue was short, pink and tender, and it was inexplicably charming. "Uh, no, thank you." Fang Xing waved his hand. Anyway, he was not going to get off the bus until he reached his destination. "That's a pity. I hope Tie Shou's performance tonight will satisfy our guests."
Zhang Jiarui got off the bus and walked to the fighting arena. Fang Xing stared at the other person's back, and suddenly his eyes narrowed. A security guard in a black suit was welcoming Zhang Jiarui into the fighting arena, and even bowed slightly, looking very respectful. And that security guard seemed to be the account manager who was responsible for escorting the car! Seemingly noticing his gaze, Zhang Jiarui finally glanced back with a naughty smile. ‘It seems that this meat bun’s background is a bit complicated...she actually works as a reception girl, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? ’ Fang Xing closed his eyes and didn't think much. After all, the backstage of the Blood Cage Fighting Arena is very tough and should not be easily provoked. But it was not easy tonight, seeing the simulated artistic conception of the 'Ghost Sword', one needs to grasp it carefully. "A-level martial arts, through meditation, hypnosis... allows ordinary warriors of the three realms to simulate a hint of the power of artistic conception in advance!" "With a knife in your hand, won't ghosts and gods leave you alone?" "First meditate, then hypnotize yourself, and get closer to this artistic conception... When you can slightly simulate the prototype, you should be the beginning of the Ghost Sword. Then, you can consider the stages of slaying ghosts, slaying gods, and fighting ghosts and gods..." "I haven't received the words and deeds of an excellent teacher. I have to watch the battle and explore on my own. I don't know how to use the magic sword. It will be very difficult at the beginning..." Fang Xing sighed secretly. While he was trying to figure out the meditation method of the 'Ghost Sword', some passengers gradually filled up the bus, all of whom were customers of the fighting arena. When the fight is over, they will be sent back to the station where they came from today, and then go back to their homes, and continue to be social animals tomorrow. Fang Xing looked around and found that many people were missing. Obviously, these guys were aroused by tonight's fight and wanted to have some fun in the black market. After all, the entertainment venues here are exciting beyond imagination. ‘I don’t know how many of them can survive until tomorrow? ’ Fang Xing just glanced at it and stopped thinking about it, looking at the scenery outside the window. Boom! Not long after, the car engine started and the bus slowly drove away. … Qinglinfang City. Shack No. 57, T-section. basement. Fang Xing sat cross-legged and formed a strange mudra with his hands.
According to the theory of meditation, the ten fingers of the hand are the keys to open the soul, so different mudras often have different effects. Forming seals at this time is helpful for meditation. "No thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts..." Gradually, Fang Xing's mind became concentrated, and his heart became empty. Then, he began to visualize the knife swung by the 'Iron Hand' he had seen before! With a knife in hand, no ghosts or ghosts will be left behind! Tick tock! In an instant, his calm 'heart lake' suddenly became rippled. The originally clear lake water instantly turned dark, and countless distracting thoughts swarmed out! "no……" Fang Xing opened his eyes, and one of his eyes turned blood red. He forced himself to calm down, then shook his head: "Without the demonic control of the 'Demon Knife', I would have been filled with inner demons at this first level, and I would have been unable to pass..." Glancing at the properties panel, he found that there were no extra columns as usual, which made Fang Xing helpless. If you can't even go up to the attribute bar and the bleeding bar doesn't show up, then it's really frustrating...
