Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

After this battle, the people of the Feng clan who were watching the battle cheered and showed a confident and high-spirited momentum. There seemed to be an atmosphere of going all out to win two games in a row. The strong masters who won the clan battle were given even more rewards. Huge praise.

In contrast, the grandmaster of the Lan clan seemed a little silent. The Lan clan did not criticize him too harshly, but a feeling of alienation and indifference was obvious.

The law of the jungle, which is the true winner and loser, is vividly demonstrated.

As one of the fighting parties, you represent the interests of your clan. If you lose, it means harming the interests of your clan. Even if you are a master martial arts expert, there will be no disrespect to you on the surface, but what about privately? , that is personal freedom.

The second clan war actually didn't last long.

The person from the Feng clan who went to war was the person who Meng Zhao eavesdropped on using the skill of listening to the wind that day and discussed important matters with Feng Ling.

He practices the ice-line martial arts, which is relatively mainstream in the polar ice fields today. He refines the meaning of mysterious ice and controls the mysterious power between heaven and earth.

His opponent, the powerful Grand Master of the Lan clan, was not as extreme as this person.

His posture is elegant, his moves are free and easy, his freehand movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his antelope horns are hanging, showing a graceful and carefree atmosphere.

It is also different from the martial arts of his own clan and the Buddhist martial arts which has quite a few fans in the polar ice fields. It is more inclined to Taoism.

Meng Zhao was also amazed and said,

"The great master of the Lan clan has good methods. His true energy moves are all in favor of the Taoist lineage. Is it possible that the Taoist sect has also established a sect in this polar ice field to spread Taoism?"

Zhao Ruling also used the art of listening to the wind to observe this battle. Although it was not as clear as seeing it with the naked eye, blending into the wind with the power of the soul gave a different feeling and his understanding was deeper.

"Yes, not all Buddhist monks want to come to the polar ice fields to teach the Dharma, and not all Taoists are free and easy.

There are many Taoist sects who adhere to the idea of ​​​​teaching without distinction and do not shy away from teaching the martial arts of hundreds of ethnic groups. Therefore, in this polar ice field, there is also a survival soil for many Taoist martial arts.

According to legend, one of the great masters of the Dao Sect, White Jade Toad, who had a psychic jade body, once came to the polar ice fields to preach, and recruited seven disciples, leaving behind seven branches of the Dao.

This person from the Lan clan may be the inheritor of a certain branch of the Taoist lineage, and his martial arts is pretty good. His Sanshou is not a pictogram, but a pictogram.

The thirty-six postures of Sanshou are like clouds flowing in the blue sky, unfettered, gathering and dispersing by the heart, and may be evolved from the fragments of Taoism's Great Nine Heavens Hands. "

While the two were communicating with each other with their spiritual thoughts, on the stage, the winner was almost clear.

The great master of the Lan clan calmly took over the offensive of the great master of the Feng clan with his Sanshou. His ice energy and Xuanming power were all eliminated by the scattered Sanshou energy. It felt like you were forcing yourself to do anything. Strong, meaning the breeze blows over the hills.

In the end, after one hundred and seventy-six moves, the great master of the Lan clan used a palm technique that was like a move from the sky. Under the overturn, he defeated the ice fist power of the great master of the Feng clan and defeated him with one move.

In this way, there was a one-to-one tie, and the most exciting and anticipated battle came, the battle between heaven and man.

In fact, with the power of the Grandmaster and the Grandmaster, the mere arena could not bear their terrifying power at all. It was only Fengling and the patriarch of the Lan clan who used the power of heaven and man to shield the aftermath of the fight between the Grandmaster and the Grandmaster.

But if the two of them go on the field to fight, they will have no choice and no intention to pay attention to outsiders. By then, I am afraid that this seemingly vast arena will soon be reduced to ruins.

Outside the field, Fengling and the leader of the Lan clan were standing side by side. As the two looked at each other, the intense energy clash turned into two huge waves that flew in all directions.

The Lan clan was about to take action when they heard Fengling say,

"If you and I had a real fight today, I'm afraid that not only would this arena not be able to bear our strength, but the land of my Feng clan would also be destroyed. I have an idea. I wonder if Brother Lan would be willing to listen to it?"

As Fengling's words fell, there was silence around the arena where nearly three thousand people from the Tingtian clan had gathered.

Ninety-nine percent of them are members of the Feng clan. They don't know what their clan leader thinks, but as long as it is what the clan leader wants to do, they will support it.

The members of the Lan clan seemed a little worried, but they did not dare to interrupt due to the gap in identity, status, and strength.

After all, this is an exchange between two clan leaders. No matter how many doubts and confusions there are, it is impossible to embarrass Feng Ling on such an occasion.

The leader of the Lan clan was tall, but his face looked a bit old. He looked much older than Fengling. Hearing this, he said calmly,

"Oh, since the beginning of the clan war, our fighting methods have been set and almost formed into rules. Why do you have other ideas today, brother Feng? Let's hear about it!"

It’s also a hidden needle. Although the last sentence is just for you to mention, let’s take a look. In fact, it still leaves some words in the front. Rules are rules. If you can break them at will, they are no longer rules. And once you break the rules, you will inevitably be punished. Pay the price.

It just depends on what Fengling wants to do and whether he can pay the corresponding price.

Feng Ling said,

"You and I are both heavenly beings, and our Yuanshen are accomplished. Why don't we each use the power of our Yuanshen to control a Dharma Body and compete on this arena. In this way, we can not only show the mysteries of martial arts to you and me, but also differentiate ourselves. Up and down, it won’t be a real fire, and it will even destroy our Feng clan.”

The patriarch of the Lan family was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he laughed and said,

"It seems that Brother Feng is very confident in his own soul."

He didn't know whether Feng Ling was really confident or had another trick up his sleeve, but if it was really as Feng Ling said, he actually took advantage.

The fight between warriors is not just about the power of the soul, the physical strength is also a very important part.

As the patriarch of the Lan family, he knows Feng Ling's practice very well.

His soul is relatively pure, especially in the way of physical qi and blood, he is deeply immersed in it and has a great attainment.

On the contrary, he has had some experiences, and in the way of soul fighting and conquest, he is far superior to ordinary warriors, and his soul power is tyrannical, not to mention Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's move is just to play up his weaknesses and avoid his strengths, and I don't know what the trick is.

Could it be that he is really tired of keeping the Tongshen Tie, so he deliberately uses this method to hand over the Tongshen Tie to himself for safekeeping?

Anyway, he is the beneficiary anyway, how can he not agree.

"Okay, then as Brother Feng wishes, I'll go first!"

As soon as the words fell, a light and shadow flew out from the brow of the Lan clan leader, hazy and twisted, and rushed to the center of the huge arena.