I blame the system for licking dogs

After dozens of more fights, Liu Zhengjing received three more wounds on his chest, thighs, and arms. I don't know if the other two people left their hands behind, but they were all skin injuries, which did not affect Liu Zhengjing's continued participation in the fighting circle.

The pain caused by the four wounds on his body did not affect Liu Zhengjing. Liu Zhengjing was immersed in understanding the moves of the other two people and the path of their true energy.

Since all three of them had practiced the water-covering art, as the battle continued, Liu Zhengjing seemed to feel the movement path of their true energy, as if he had outlined a movement route in his mind.

The true energy swam from the body, followed the arm, gathered in the palm, and then rushed through the tip of the knife, surging out, mixed with their respective sword intentions, and the sword intention formed the outward true energy.

The internal force in Liu Zhengjing's body unconsciously moved up, gathered in the palm of his hand, and continued to compress, slowly giving rise to a feeling of expansion, like a balloon filled with air, trying to find a hole to burst out.

Naturally, Liu Zhengjing stretched out a finger and pointed at the mysterious swordsman.

The mysterious swordsman was inexplicably touched by this finger, and a stream of air blew past the side of his head, blowing up a strand of his long bangs.

Both the faceless man and the mysterious swordsman were speechless, and the mysterious swordsman was a little angry. After fighting for so long, any move would arouse his high vigilance. He thought that Liu Zhengjing's finger would be a very powerful true energy.

Who knew it would be the spring breeze blowing on my face.

He was a little angry, and struck Liu Zhengjing with a huge sword.

Liu Zhengjing used his black stick to smash the sword with all his strength, but he couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart.

What's wrong with the spring breeze blowing on his face? This spring breeze proves that his inner strength can also be released outward!

Although he still doesn't have the inner strength to enter the black stick, it would be good to be able to point out.

This spring breeze shot out, and he was like a cat that had stolen something. He couldn't hold it back any longer. While resisting it hard, he would stretch out a finger from time to time.

Perhaps because of his lack of proficiency, Liu Zhengjing sometimes pointed out that there was not even a spring breeze, which made the dodging faceless man and the mysterious swordsman look very embarrassed.

Funny?

But they had to hide, they could already feel Liu Zhengjing's finger power becoming more and more concentrated, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

I am angry, but I have to admire Liu Zhengjing for making such progress in such a short period of time.

In fact, it is not that Liu Zhengjing is a genius, but that the water-covering art he practiced has an advantage in controlling the true energy. This is also the reason why Zhang Dahai and the Faceless Man control the true energy far better than his peers.

His internal energy can be used to practice the water-covering technique, so there is no reason why he can't release his true energy to the outside.

The only one to blame is his master who cheated his disciples and went into seclusion as soon as he accepted his disciples. Before tonight, he had not even realized that he had not released his inner strength yet when he became a martial arts master.

Now, with the help of the "words and deeds" of the Faceless Man and the Mysterious Swordsman, it is a matter of course for me to use it myself.

As for rapid progress, we also need to benefit from certain reserves in previous lives, such as the "One Yang Finger", a martial art in Master Jin Yong's martial arts novels.

It has the same effect as the directing energy that he is constantly concentrating on now.

The Yiyang finger was written by Master Jin Yong and is said to have come from "Xiaoyao Secret Book"; it was later acquired by the Duan family in Dali and became a martial art for Shinto swordsmen.

Its simple construction, outstanding efficacy and strong induction are second to none. If you practice it for a long time, you will get miraculous results.

Reaching the realm of pointing the sword. That is, pointing to the place within reach is like an invisible sword. Whether it is sweeping or empty pointing, it can hurt the enemy. This is of course the fiction of Master Jin Yong, but the concept can be used for reference. One Yang Finger is nothing more than pointing.

Qi hurts people, and I don’t have a matching technique, but it’s still okay to try it and get the essence.

The principle is just like Jiumozhi using the small formless function to simulate the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin.

However, Liu Zhengjing was still a little greedy and rushed in without a master. As soon as he released his inner strength, he tried to condense his inner strength. If he wanted to form a lethal force, he used empty fingers again and again.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's that he's not proficient enough.

The reason why the Faceless Man is able to release sword energy at the level of a martial artist is that in addition to the bonus of his sword intention from practicing swordplay since he was a child, his use of the water-covering technique is far beyond that of a dabbler like Liu Zhengjing.

Even though it is sporadic, having this kind of strength can be regarded as a genius.

This is also due to the good "teaching" of the two teachers, the Faceless Man and the Mysterious Swordsman. In addition, Liu Zhengjing did not know that this kind of concentrated skill also requires hard work, so he really let him learn it.

Seven, seven or eight, the only difference is proficiency.

After fighting for dozens more moves, both the faceless man and the mysterious swordsman showed some signs that their true energy could no longer be sustained. The faceless man was panting slightly, and the mysterious swordsman had sweat on his forehead.

After all, they are in the realm of martial arts masters and use martial arts techniques. No matter how strong the two of them are, there is a limit.

On the contrary, Liu Zhengjing, whose internal energy seemed to be flowing continuously, felt that the pressure was greatly reduced at this moment, so he simply stuck the black stick on the roof of the building, relied on his body skills to avoid it, and continued to point out.

This time it was the faceless man and the mysterious swordsman's turn to have a headache. Liu Zhengzheng used his fingers when he was in the air. He didn't care whether he could release his finger power or not.

But the other two had to hide, and no one knew which of his fingers could unleash the power.

After a while, the two of them were annoyed by Liu Zhengjing's "fake actions".

Liu Zhengjing saw that the two of them were unable to fight anymore. He rolled his eyes, stretched out two fingers towards the two of them, and shouted in a deep voice: "One Yang Finger!"

The three of them, who looked like they were amplifying their moves, had been fighting in silence for a long time. Suddenly someone shouted so loudly that the reflex made people pay attention and avoid them cautiously.

Unexpectedly, neither of the two fingers released their finger energy. Just when they thought it was another fake move, Liu Zhengjing retracted his two index fingers, and the little thumbs of both hands popped out at the same time. A concentrated finger force shot out, and the mysterious swordsman hid.

The shoulder that was accidentally hit during the last fake move had a hole in his clothes, and there was faint blood.

Liu Zhengjing's face was overjoyed. The frontal confrontation was definitely not suitable for him. Playing underhanded tricks was his specialty.

In fact, the two index fingers were indeed fake movements, but the two little fingers were serious and were just pointing at the faceless man.

The mysterious swordsman was furious and slashed at Liu Zhengjing one after another, completely ignoring the faceless man.

The faceless man was also very angry. Why did he use the same dirty tricks, but all he got were fake moves? Do you look down on me?

At this moment, he simply handed all the swords to Liu Zhengjing.

Now Liu Zhengzheng was in a difficult situation. Although he was more energetic than the other two people now, he couldn't withstand the fierce attack of the two masters.

He took two steps back and took the black stick in his hand, then moved the Tai Chi sword, turning left and right, while the other hand continued to form fingers, making "fake movements". He also wanted to release his finger energy to save the situation, but unfortunately he was in a hurry.

It's hard to do two things at once.

Seeing that he was in danger, the other two people also got angry, and Liu Zhengzheng thought that he would be in trouble if this continued.

A move that simply gives up, pouring internal energy into one hand, and taking advantage of the weapon length, sweeping back and forth like a child fighting.

This move would definitely not work in normal times, but now the Faceless Man and the Mysterious Swordsman consumed too much real energy, and the stick was too heavy, causing Liu Zhengjing to distance themselves for a while.

Liu Zhengzheng jumped back suddenly and shouted, "Stop!"

"They are all members of our own family, don't fight!" The other two people also stopped holding their swords.

Although they looked down on Liu Zhengjing, a man who cheated and played dirty tricks, they still admired Liu Zhengjing for his endurance and his weird Tai Chi skills.

If the fight continues, someone will definitely be embarrassed...

The faceless man pushed back his messy long hair in front of the mask, trying to calm his already uneven breathing to prevent others from hearing, "He and you are not the same family."

Liu Zhengjing was stunned when he heard this. What he said meant that the faceless man had recognized him a long time ago. Then he threw so many swords at him. This madman...

Hearing this, the mysterious swordsman glanced at Liu Zhengjing and snorted coldly, "The Faceless Man, who is known as the number one young man in the Hong League, is only so powerful. He is not as famous as he is when we meet him."

"The number one killer on the list, the God of Killing Qi Bai, who claims to be the best at killing enemies across borders, does not live up to his name. He is even a little higher than me, but it is just a tie, which is hugely disappointing." The faceless man did not give in at all.

"If it weren't for this stick, you would have been killed by my sword!" Qi Bai, the God of Death, refused to give in at all.

"If it weren't for the stick, how would you know it wasn't you who died? My ultimate move hasn't been used yet..." the faceless man replied.

"I don't even need a big move to defeat you..."

Liu Zhengjing looked left and right and was a little speechless. He appeared as a master, but now his character was a bit broken.

"Both of you, I have no control over your arguments with each other, but are you referring to me as the troublemaker?"

The two of them looked at Liu Zhengjing at the same time, the meaning in their eyes was obvious.

Liu Zhengzheng's expression dropped, "With all due respect, if I am a troublemaker, then who are you that I am messing with?" He has never accepted anyone's words...

Seeing that the murderous intent of the two people began to rise again, he quickly changed his words, "I am not Wang Feng. There was a misunderstanding. Let's just leave like this..."

The faceless man snorted coldly and sheathed his sword, "Are you addicted to changing your face? Sooner or later you will suffer."

Putting down these words, he jumped downstairs leisurely.

Liu Zhengjing naturally didn't care about this sentence. He would only regard it as a complaint from a person who was being played. The pleasure of being a troublemaker in someone else's guise has just begun.

The faceless man walked away gracefully, and Liu Zhengjing looked at Qi Bai, the God of Death, who had not yet left, asking why you haven't left yet.

Qi Bai seemed unable to understand his eyes, "Who are you? Why haven't I heard of you?"

Liu Zhengzheng rolled his eyes, as if everyone knew you were right.

"My name is Zhang Sanfeng. I am a prodigy in the game. I kill one person every ten steps and leave no trace for a thousand miles. If you don't know, it's not normal."

After saying this, Qi Bai's eyes lit up.

Liu Zhengjing felt at that time that this person should be on the same level as the Faceless Man, and he had no resistance to such pretentious remarks.

"I remember this sentence. I am very happy to meet you tonight. I hope that one day I can kill you or be killed by you."

Qi Bai also jumped downstairs.

Liu Zhengzheng thought about this sentence carefully and found it awkward. Is this what a normal person would say?

Could it be that all the geniuses in this world have brain problems?