I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 759 Chapter 63: Clearance

The challenger who had run out of spiritual power was finally defeated, but the winner of the challenger had no joy on his face, but gloomy dripping.

As the concubine son of Chuanyuan Liu's family, it is a blessing to be able to worship the outer gate of Wusheng Mountain, but it is so easy to enter the Holy Land of Human Race.

In the Kunwu Grand Challenge once a year, thousands of people under twenty years of age fought in the Mortal Realm. In the end, there were only one hundred gate walls that could worship Wu Shengshan as they wished.

And after entering the outer gate, it is just the beginning. For those outsiders who are not descendants of Wu Shengshan, they must prove their martial arts talents before they are 30 years old before they have the opportunity to stay in the Holy Land for further study.

But what kind of monsters are recorded in Wu Shengshan, there are no one in a million, or even no one in one hundred thousand bloodlines abound, and the talent and savvy are even worse.

Promoting to the inner sect before the age of 30 is not easy. For most of the outer sect disciples, they will try their best, and eventually they will struggle with the bottleneck of their talent, numb, and then leave sadly.

Liu Zhiming was lucky. At the age of twenty, he stepped on his tail to stand out in the Kunwu Grand Challenge. He practiced in the Bifangshan outer gate for nine years. After the first two batches of enchanting men entered the inner gate, he finally ranked in the middle of the outer gate.

At the age of twenty-nine, he could see his luck repeat itself, but Tang Luo's appearance completely shattered his ideals.

"Why come and embarrass us!" Liu Zhiming said angrily: "Do you know that if I can't get into the inner gate this year, I can only leave Wushengshan. You are breaking my road to martial arts!"

"You can't beat me, what does it matter to me?" Tang Luo raised his fist and said indifferently: "You will have no way out of Wu Sheng Mountain, so even if you stay here, you won't have any great prospects. Hurry up and call me. Something!"

Liu Zhiming was trembling with anger, and pointed at Tang Luo angrily: "Are you going to kill me?"

"Well," Tang Luo frowned, looked up and down at the trembling young man with anger, and said seriously: "If one punch is over, if you catch it, you win, how about?"

"Okay, that's what you said!" Liu Zhiming held back the joy of his heart and displayed the top mystery of Chuan Yuan Liu's. The five-color spiritual power sprayed out from the pores of his body and turned into a psychedelic cloud covering the entire arena.

Liu Zhiming's figure disappeared in the colorful clouds, and when he appeared again, he had turned into dozens of people of the same appearance, standing on the edge of the ring, it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

When the magic body method appeared, everyone in the audience had already recognized that the master was the descendant of the Liu family of Chuanyuan.

Dozens of Liu Zhiming who stood on the edge of the ring spoke at the same time, and said to Tang Luo who was standing in the middle of the ring: "If you can break my Liu's magical body, Liu Zhiming will give in and please punch."

The ringing master, who was still full of grief and anger just now, had his hands on his back, dozens of identical faces with contemptuous smiles, there was no trace of the miserable appearance just now.

"This body method is a bit interesting." Tang Luo looked at the dozens of Liu Zhiming who were exactly the same in the square ring, and praised: "The name of the Liu family in Chuanyuan has long been heard. I have seen it today. These clay figures made out of the five elements of spiritual power. It's exactly like a real person, it's amazing."

The family mystery was broken by one word, Liu Zhiming was shocked and exclaimed: "How dare you covet the Liu family's mystery!?"

"It's not an incarnation outside of the body. Who would be interested in the secret method of pinching a clay figure." Tang Luo waved his hand, expressing lack of interest, raised his fist and said: "Drawing dragons and tigers is hard to draw bones, and pinching clay figures is almost the same. , I'm about to punch, are you ready?"

"Don't be ashamed!" Dozens of Liu Zhiming on the ring shouted to Tang Luo: "I don't believe you can find my true body!"

Standing in the middle of the ring with his fists clenched, Tang Luo looked around for a week, passing the faces of Liu Zhiming, and said with an inexplicable smile, "Isn't your true body here?"

The strong figure like a **** suddenly disappeared, and once again appeared above the high-altitude colorful clouds, Liu Zhiming's back, the right arm agitated by the wind and thunder, was **** like a dragon, and punched the unsuspecting ringmaster's back and would hide in Young Master Liu, who was behind the clouds, fell to the ring with a punch and broke open a pit that was half a meter deep.

The multicolored spiritual power of the Five Elements Small Perfection dissipated from the ring, and everyone could see clearly that there was no Liu Zhiming on the ring. It was obviously some clay puppets, but what happened to the look exactly like Liu Zhiming just now?

Naturally, Tang Luo would not explain to everyone why every clay figure that everyone saw was Liu Zhiming, but his heart was full of admiration. To say that the ancestor of the Liu family was really an amazing person, he could discover what the human eye saw. The image is nothing but the refraction of light and shadow, which creates a magical body technique that is unique in the world.

It's really an ingenious martial art, which is why he wanted to come out after two years of retreat. Because in the past two years, he has read too many Taoist classics, these martial arts knowledge is like ice cubes in his sea of ​​knowledge, but not all of them become his own.

So he knew that it was time to go out for a walk, not only to see the world, but also to see how wonderful these sentient beings have played martial arts, and by the way, see if he can figure it out by analogy. Ball spirit, what kind of ghost is it?

Although Liu's magical body technique was pierced by the eyes that could see spiritual power, but the ingenuity in it still benefited Tang Luo a lot.

After a stick of incense, twenty-five in the south, all shut down!

On the huge Bifangshan platform, there is only one eastern district that is still popular at this time. The other three districts are not only the champions, but even the doctors’ linemen have been evacuated, and there are some outer disciples who are not too seriously injured in the crowd. With Tang Luo winning the square ring.

Of course, they didn't want to watch Tang Luo hammering through the same door one by one, looking forward to the annihilation of the entire army, but wanted to see someone who could stand up, even if it was just fighting the next punch.

But this simple hope has failed time and time again, these Wu Shengshan outer disciples now see Tang Luo who is walking into the ring raising their fists, and their hearts are trembling.

As long as Liu Zhiming’s magical body method has been broken, what hope can they have

When all thoughts were lost, there was a loud shout from the east ring. It was the 27th ringmaster, the first name of the Bifangshan outer door this year, the direct line of the Bu family's Qilin Mountain line, and the owner of the dragon spirit bloodline-Bulin.

When the entire Bi Fangshan Outer Sect disciple was depressed, this Outer Sect leader who had always been arrogant and talented finally stood up and declared war on Tang Luo!

"Hey boy, one punch is extraordinary, dare you to come to Master Lin's ring to make gestures, see if your fist is strong or Lao Tzu's dragon claw is strong?"

Tang Luo looked up, the tall and sturdy young man stood on the edge of the ring, folded his hands on his chest, and had three-pointed facial features like Bu Xiao, full of coldness, inviting to himself.

"Don't worry, it's you in the end."

Speaking faintly at the other party, Tang Luo stepped onto the nearest ring in the Eastern District and raised his fist.

(End of this chapter)