I am in the chaotic world of demons and warriors, and I have become a martial arts god

The top five disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts School, except Guo Mingyuan who relied on medicinal baths to build up his cultivation, the other four are not simple, and each of them has reasons to win.

It's just that Lin Qing is lucky and can directly enter Cangshan Sword Sect, so he doesn't have to compete with them.

In fact, Song Tianqing doesn't have to compete, after all, after entering Cangshan Sword Sect, he must focus on swordsmanship, and boxing can only be auxiliary.

But his nature is like this, never willing to admit defeat, unwilling to fall behind others, and extremely possessive.

White Ape Tongbi Fist is dispensable to him, but he doesn't want to give it to others, and he is extremely domineering.

After a while, Song Tianqing also came, followed by Zheng Zhishan.

Seeing Han Zheng, Zheng Zhishan glared at him fiercely.

Han Zheng smiled indifferently.

Why bother with an old guy who is about to go into the coffin?

Li Jingzhong walked out of the inner hall of the martial arts hall, looked around and said in a deep voice: "Han Zheng, Song Tianqing, let's start the last round of competition."

After a pause, Li Jingzhong said: "Although it is said that swords have no eyes and fists and feet are ruthless, we are all from the same school after all. Don't kill each other after the winner has been decided."

This was obviously said to Song Tianqing.

But Song Tianqing obviously didn't listen, and didn't want to listen.

In the center of the training ground, Song Tianqing showed a slightly grim smile to Han Zheng, and pounced violently, with an extremely fast speed. He appeared in front of Han Zheng in the blink of an eye and punched him.

He didn't care whether Han Zheng chose to withdraw with the money.

But Han Zheng didn't know how to appreciate it, and even wanted to compete with him, which was to seek death.

Song Tianqing used the boxing stance of the Vajra Fist, but as Chen Zhao said, his boxing style was completely different from the Vajra Fist.

This punch seemed to hit Han Zheng's chest, but the force suddenly changed in the middle, inserted diagonally into Han Zheng's ribs, turned into a palm, and poked his waist!

If the punch was real and the force was explosive, Han Zheng's kidneys would be injured in an instant.

Han Zheng's blood and qi surged all over his body, his bones and muscles burst, and the meridians on his arms moved the acupoints, like a thick demon-slaying pestle, swinging loudly, directly knocking Song Tianqing's palm away.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Song Tianqing was directly flipped one meter away by this huge force.

"How can he be so strong!?"

Song Tianqing's eyes widened suddenly, revealing a trace of horror.

Everyone practiced the Iron Elephant Kung Fu, and he was learning martial arts instead of Kung Fu outside.

Even if the strength is slightly different due to personal physique, it is impossible to be so exaggerated.

Song Tianqing even felt numb in the palm of his hand after the previous blow, and felt as if he had hit an iron pillar!

Han Zheng took advantage of the situation and unfolded his Vajra Fist. His arms were like a demon pestle, and he swung wildly at Song Tianqing.

Each blow seemed to carry a thousand-pound force, and when it fell, there was a loud roar.

Song Tianqing was not a fake like Guo Mingyuan. He had a very solid foundation and was equally strong.

With a low shout, Song Tianqing's blood and qi surged, his body was like lightning, and his fists were like a storm and blasted towards Han Zheng.

Both of them used Vajra Fists.

But Han Zheng's Vajra Fist was powerful and heavy, and he was cautious step by step, and the most important thing was his momentum.

Song Tianqing's Vajra Fist was as fast as the wind, mixed with a hint of sinister and crazy moves.

The two of them punched each other, and the crackling sound of explosions resounded throughout the martial arts training ground.

The martial arts disciples watching the battle all looked pale.

If it were them, they would probably not last even ten moves and would be vomiting blood.

After hundreds of moves, Song Tianqing's arms were even numb, and his blood began to clog.

He didn't understand why he was so much weaker than Han Zheng in terms of strength, even though he had opened up one more meridian than Han Zheng and could mobilize more internal force than him.

Could it be that the other party was born with supernatural power?

But looking at Han Zheng's physique, it was more reliable to say that Li Sancheng was born with supernatural power than Han Zheng.

Seeing himself being beaten back step by step by Han Zheng, Song Tianqing's figure suddenly became ethereal.

His whole body was like a spirit snake, swinging away Han Zheng's punch, and his left hand took advantage of the momentum to wrap around Han Zheng's arm, buckling and grabbing.

His right hand turned into a finger and suddenly poked Han Zheng's eyes, so fast that it even made a scream!

"Spirit Snake Eight Strike!"

Li Jingzhong's face changed suddenly.

This Eight-beat Spirit Snake is one of the famous skills of Cao Bin, the leader of the Sanhe Gang, the 'Green Scale Hand'.

The Eagle Claw Kungfu that Guo Mingyuan learned before was only an acquired martial arts, but the Eight-beat Spirit Snake is a genuine innate martial arts, full of boxing, body movements, grappling and other moves.

These warriors of the three gangs in Heishi County generally have no formal master, and there are not so many rules.

So as long as there is enough money or benefits, you can learn Eagle Claw Kungfu like Guo Mingyuan.

But the Eight-beat Spirit Snake is an innate martial arts, which is Cao Bin's famous skill. He even passed this move to Song Tianqing. God knows how much money Song Tianqing spent.

In fact, Song Tianqing really didn't spend money. He just paid a promise.

There are three gang leaders in the Sanhe Gang. Cao Bin wants his son to inherit the position of gang leader, but the other two don't want to agree.

Song Tianqing just promised Cao Bin that as long as he can become the young master of the Song family in the future, he will definitely support his son to become the leader of the Sanhe Gang.

Although it was just a blank check, Song Tianqing grasped the timing very well and obtained an innate martial art for nothing.

Originally, Song Tianqing had never thought of showing the Eight Spirit Snakes in the martial arts competition.

He was going to show it in the Song family competition to catch the other Song family disciples off guard.

But he didn't expect Han Zheng's strength to be completely beyond his expectations, and he was forced to use the Eight Spirit Snakes as his trump card.

If the news of this battle spread to the Song family, his hidden strength would inevitably be exposed.

The more he thought about it, the angrier Song Tianqing became, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing that Song Tianqing's finger was almost approaching his eyes, Han Zheng's hair exploded instantly, and he felt cold.

This attack came too fast and too fierce, so fast that Han Zheng couldn't even turn his head to dodge.

Concentrating and calming down, the more critical the moment, the calmer Han Zheng's state of mind became.

The blood and internal force in his body surged, and Han Zheng used all his strength to activate the Dragon Elephant Prajna.

A huge force gathered in Han Zheng's body. He suddenly shook, like a giant elephant stepping on the ground and roaring, with force reaching his whole body, like an earthquake!

Song Tianqing didn't expect Han Zheng to have such a move. At this time, half of his body was wrapped around Han Zheng. Suddenly, he was thrown by the force of the giant elephant stepping on the ground, and his body suddenly shifted.

This finger that could have pierced Han Zheng's head actually slid past Han Zheng's ear, leaving a trace of blood.

Li Jingzhong's eyes burst into a gleam of light, and he looked at Han Zheng in surprise.

Although Han Zheng's move just now gathered the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, it was actually used with the martial arts essence of the Iron Elephant Gong.

The Iron Elephant stepped on the ground, with a force of a thousand pounds.

Han Zheng's proficiency in the Iron Elephant Gong has reached perfection. This move is natural, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong and the Iron Elephant Gong have the same source. Li Jingzhong didn't see that there were other forces mixed in it.

There are many people who can practice martial arts to the essence.

But most of the techniques only cultivate strength, which is a kind of slow work, so there are very few warriors who can cultivate the essence of the techniques.

Even if someone can cultivate it, only a few can integrate it into fighting.

Han Zheng is only in the post-natal realm now, and it is rare for him to achieve this step.

At least Li Jingzhong himself could never do this when he was Han Zheng's age.

Touching the bloodstain beside his ear, Han Zheng's eyes also showed a hint of coldness.

Internally, he used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, and externally, he stepped on the ground with the Iron Elephant. Han Zheng stepped out and the ground seemed to be shaken with a loud bang.

The Vajra Fist turned into a demon-subduing pestle and fell from the air. With the power of the Iron Elephant Technique, it actually produced a kind of Vajra riding an elephant, suppressing demons and killing evil.

Song Tianqing resisted hastily, but was shocked by the fist of Han Zheng's Vajra Fist.

His spirit snake eight hits were fierce and swift, and there was even a secret body technique.

But Han Zheng had already used the essence of the Iron Elephant skill. The Iron Elephant's step on the ground shook the blood and qi in his body. The majestic and heavy power just restrained the Eight Beats of the Spirit Snake.

Song Tianqing was shocked and his blood boiled as soon as he approached. Then he smashed the demon pestle down and made him retreat several steps.

Moreover, Han Zheng was relentless and pressed forward step by step. Almost in an instant, Song Tianqing was forced to the edge of the training ground.

Zheng Zhishan shouted anxiously outside: "Young Master, admit defeat! Don't fight anymore!

The family competition will be held in a while. You can't get hurt at this time!"

Song Tianqing seemed not to hear it, and a hint of cruelty appeared in his eyes.

If he couldn't even beat these stepping stones in the martial arts hall, what was he fighting for the position of the young master of the Song family?

The moment he was repelled by Han Zheng again, Song Tianqing shouted in a low voice, and his blood and qi in his body instantly surged to the extreme.

Seeing the gap when Han Zheng's punch landed, he suddenly shot towards Han Zheng like a spirit snake, and stabbed Han Zheng's throat with a palm!

This move was only for attack and no defense, and almost exhausted all of Song Tianqing's internal strength. It can be said to be a killer move among killer moves.

The Vajra Fist was clumsy, and when Han Zheng's moves were in a gap, Song Tianqing was competing with Han Zheng because he was not as fast as him!

Li Jingzhong's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

But at this time, Han Zheng suddenly changed his fist into a palm, and a cold and cold aura surged in his body.

This palm came from bottom to top, like a long sword out of its sheath, with a strong and surging aura, and directly cut Song Tianqing's whole body and flew out!

Bang!

With a loud bang, Song Tianqing fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Song Tianqing has a trump card, but Han Zheng doesn't?

This is only in public, Han Zheng can't kill the Song family.

Otherwise, once the King Kong Demon Seal is released, Song Tianqing will not be beaten to vomit blood, his head will be smashed!

"Young Master!"

Zheng Zhishan hurried over to help Song Tianqing up.

"Let's go!"

Song Tianqing stared at Han Zheng, and staggered away with the help of Zheng Zhishan, without even waiting for Li Jingzhong to announce the result.

"Han Zheng wins this round!"

Li Jingzhong looked at Han Zheng and nodded with satisfaction.

Han Zheng had only got the bloody sword technique for a few days, but he actually mastered the trick of condensing evil spirit.

The most important thing is that he has a very good understanding, and he can apply it so quickly.

The surrounding martial arts disciples who were born in civilians also cheered when Li Jingzhong announced the victory.

Although they didn't win.

Although most of them can only continue to guard the houses of those wealthy people after they graduate.

But at least at this moment they are proud.