Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

Japanese battlefield!

Puff!

Su Lian retreated ten steps, avoiding the ten sharp well-shaped swords of a Japanese dark power master. While the old power was exhausted and the new power was not yet generated, he rushed up, grabbed his wrist and twisted it with his backhand, and inserted the Japanese knife into his thigh. He pushed the screaming Japanese warrior, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Next!"

As of noon today, Su Qi Lian fought 211 Japanese masters, including 12 masters of Huajin and 199 masters of dark power.

Fighting against Jiro Ago, Hyakume Oni Ino, Jujuro Sasaki, and Masada Kito didn't feel anything; but after defeating Maebe Juro, Fujii Shoichi, Fujijo Daisan, Furui Marusaburo, Zhutuo Mingsan, Tsukishima Ryuko, Qiannian Beiyue, and Na Jinnan Xiongwu, the eight great masters of Huajin, 30% of his true energy was consumed, and his physical energy was also consumed a lot, which made Su Qi feel physically and mentally exhausted for the first time.

When the dark power masters came on the field, Su Qi thoroughly experienced what it meant to kill an elephant with ants. Originally, he could defeat the dark power masters with one move. After nearly two hundred battles, although he carefully calculated to save his true energy and physical strength, his true energy was consumed by another 30%.

There were two hundred and eleven Japanese masters, all kinds of strange martial arts, and there were many worth taking; nearly a hundred times of using the Cosmic Eye to obtain the essence of Japanese martial arts, the strongest mental power was consumed even more, and now only about 20% is left.

Su Qi was extremely depressed, exhausted physically and mentally, and relied on his will and faith to support him.

But the benefits were also very obvious.

After more than 200 competitions, he accumulated practical experience, understood the essence of Japanese martial arts, proved the Chinese martial arts, and integrated the essence of the two countries' martial arts. Su Qi felt that his brain was opened, and all kinds of subtle and exquisite methods of kung fu were displayed in front of him, and he could use them at will.

With the enrichment of theoretical basic knowledge, his horizons also broadened. Su Qi could see through the flaws and shortcomings of ordinary dark power masters at a glance.

In the past, he defeated every opponent completely by relying on speed and strength to crush him, but now Su Qi relies on vision and skills, and uses cleverness to defeat clumsiness. His fighting style has undergone a fundamental transformation.

Every time he controls and calculates his strength, he can defeat his opponent with one and a half points of strength, and he will never be more than a little bit. After more than 200 masters have tried it for more than a thousand times, the control of true qi and strength has transformed and reached a level of fine control.

Eighteen Falls of the Clothes then broke through five more powers.

"Great, my brother-in-law won again!"

Posting a new video, Little Pepper Ming Yueyue cheered again, and her originally clear and pleasant voice became a little hoarse.

Leng Zixi frowned slightly, and saw all the changes in Su Qi. It was good for the moves to become more exquisite, but the power consumption was too great. Now, in addition to the seven heads of the family, Japan also has four mid-stage masters of Huajin, nearly a hundred masters of Anjin, and countless masters of Mingjin on the periphery. It is extremely difficult to support until sunset.

Stephanie stared at it, frowning slightly with worry: for this knight who met God three times by chance, she was both looking forward to and worried!

"Is he still a human!"

After defeating twelve masters of Huajin and nearly two hundred masters of Anjin, Tsukishima Chiba seemed to see a towering mountain, hating that it was unreachable, angry that they had once despised it, and jealous that he wanted to conquer and destroy it.

"Win again, win again. This Chinese kid is incredible. He can hold on until now. But he can't hold on for long. Now a dark power master can force him to retreat ten steps. You, Chinese kid, are going to die!"

The Japanese warriors were terrified after losing one battle after another, but Su Qi's weakening momentum gave them endless expectations.

How happy it would be to destroy China's shining martial arts star!

"Continue!"

Yamamoto Tenxiong and the six family heads looked at each other, their terrified eyes showing joy and fierce expectations, and they waved their hands again expressionlessly.

"Shangang Liu Suosuke Kamajutsu, Shangang Gaoshu, please teach me!"

Another dark power master jumped out from the second floor immediately, waved his hand in the air, and a ten-foot-long iron chain flew out, tied with a sickle, and whistled away through the air.

It was the Japanese strange weapon Suosuke Kamajutsu that matched long and short, combined soft and hard, and attacked from far and near.

To practice the art of chain sickle, one must have a high level of skill, otherwise it is difficult to control it freely.

Its fighting method is generally to use the iron sickle to hurt people at a long distance, and the sickle to hook and cut the opponent's vital limbs at a close distance. It can also use the iron chain to perform whips. The moves are complicated and unpredictable.

"Swoosh!"

Su Qi threw his body back to avoid the oncoming iron sickle, kicked up a piece of gravel under his feet, and flew towards the opponent in the air.

"A trivial trick!"

People in the air cannot use the force to dodge, but the tall tree on the hill smiled coldly, pulled the iron chain, and the iron sickle whistled back, drawing an arc trajectory, instantly chopping the gravel into pieces, and the threat was instantly lifted. The inheritor of the chain sickle looked proud, and his eyes were horrified in an instant.

The iron sickle itself chopped the bluestone and continued to move in an arc.He tried to move around him, but at this moment a hand suddenly appeared on the iron sickle and slapped it gently.

Puff...Ah...Plop!

An unbearable scene happened. The iron sickle still bypassed the hill and tall trees, but the arc it drew was a little bigger. When it turned back, it actually inserted into his buttocks with a puff. Suddenly, this master of the chain sickle technique screamed loudly and fell to the ground with a plop. The big sickle on his buttocks trembled with his body twitching.

"Next!"

Everyone felt that they couldn't bear to watch it directly. Yamamoto Tianxiong waved his hand, and immediately two people carried him away, and another dark power master fell into the field.

Whoosh!

This is an invincible master of the flow stick technique. A wooden stick rotates like a windmill, and thousands of stick shadows are intertwined and densely covered around his body. Although there are flaws, they flash by in an instant, making people feel that they have no way to start.

Bang bang bang!

In order to save energy, Su Qi fought and retreated to the rockery, and thousands of stick shadows followed him in, and the rocks suddenly collapsed and debris flew everywhere; taking advantage of the moment when the rocks blocked him, the force on the stick was greatly reduced, he stretched out his hand to grab the other end of the stick, grinned at the invincible stick master, twisted the stick with his backhand and hit it diagonally downward.

"Ah!"

The invincible stick master's eyes bulged outwards, his mouth grew into a standard O shape, and his hands that were originally tightly holding the long stick trembled and left, covering his legs and falling to the ground, his body like a shrimp, and screaming in pain in his throat.

It was simply sad and tearful to those who heard it.

For a while, the other Japanese masters who used sticks unconsciously hid their sticks, unconsciously clamped their legs together, and covered their crotches!

"Please teach me about the octagonal shuriken!"

The defeated was sent off the stage, and a man flew out from the second floor. He raised his hands in the air, and dozens of cold stars flew out, which were octagonal shuriken.

Shuriken is a hidden weapon, and there are many schools in Japan, but with the rise of guns and cannons in modern times, various hidden weapon schools have declined.

Now there are only two or three schools left.

"Give it back to you!"

Hidden weapons are about eyesight, reaction, technique, strength and speed. Even though Su Qi's physical energy is greatly consumed now, he is far superior to this second-rate master. He turned around and grabbed more than a dozen octagonal shurikens with his backhand and threw them out in an instant!

Puff, puff... puff!

In addition to the throat and heart, this octagonal hidden weapon master was stabbed like a hedgehog and fell to the ground with a puff.

One after another, the dark power masters came on the field, and were defeated by Su Qi. Since they were not worried about their lives and were driven by the belief of defending the honor of martial arts, these warriors went on the field one after another, and consumed Su Qi's strength.

Nearly a hundred dark power masters came on the field again, and Su Qi's mental strength, true energy, and physical strength were consumed again, the former was only 20%, and the latter two were only 30%.

On the Japanese side, there were four middle-stage Huajin masters: Inukai Nidai, Tiandao Wuzhong, Chida Tomomi, Yagyu Shinkage, as well as the heads of the seven major martial arts families in Tokyo, and countless bright power masters on the periphery.

But everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in the field, with a spine as straight as a gun, dark and deep eyes, and a face that was tired but calm.

Everyone was looking at him, but Su Qi was looking into the distance.

The sun had reached the western horizon, and it was as red as blood, like a burning flame, dangerous and not beautiful.

"Chinese kid, your death is coming!"

Feeling that Su Qi's breath was not as good as his own, Yamamoto Tianxiong was overjoyed. He exchanged glances with the six family heads and looked at the remaining four people and said: "Tiandao Wuzhong, Yagyu Shinin, Inukai Nidai, Chida Tomomi, the honor of Japanese martial arts and the future of the family all depend on you to maintain. Go and end this battle, and let this Chinese kid pay the price for his frivolity."

"Aikido Tiandao Wuzhong came to ask for advice!"

A middle-aged man in black samurai clothes and wooden clogs flicked his sleeves and stepped out from the third floor. His clothes were blown by the wind in the air, as if there was a force holding him up, letting him land slowly.

Huh!

Tiandao Wuzhong's feet landed silently, but somehow the air around him was rolling, and countless fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up and fluttered in the air. He walked through the flying yellow leaves, slowly and calmly approaching his opponent. There was no fighting spirit or hostility in his eyes. It seemed that he did not regard Su Qi as his enemy at all, but as an ordinary thing in nature.

"Aikido!"

Leng Zixi, who was always calm, shrank her phoenix eyebrows together, twisted her smooth forehead into a beautiful Sichuan shape, and her hands also slightly deformed her kidney six.

"I'll record it, sister Zixi!"

Little Pepper Ming Yueyue took down the phone, her pretty face was bitter: "You have never been so worried, it seems that Tiandao Wuzhong is very powerful. Is it because your brother-in-law can't beat him this time that you are so worried?"

"The battle hasn't started yet, who said Su Qi will lose?"

Leng Zixi chuckled, but her expression was still not relaxed,Instead, he whispered: "Aikido was born not long ago in Japan, but it is the most thoughtful martial art in Japan. It is not practiced for fighting or winning, but for people to integrate with the natural universe, similar to the unity of man and nature in Chinese Taoism. The practice method is close to Tai Chi and Qigong.

Its founder, Morihei Ueshiba, learned Japanese judo in his youth, and was proficient in rifle assassination in the army. He participated in the Japanese Polar Bear War and later joined the Mongolian Army. However, his unit was destroyed by the Northeast Marshal Zhang Zuolin, which made him realize the powerlessness of martial arts in front of guns and cannons, so He escaped from the army and returned to Japan, where he resumed his old business and opened a martial arts school.

It was this experience that made him realize the truth, which led to a qualitative change in Aikido, reaching a level that ordinary people cannot understand.

You must practice Aikido with your heart. Every master who can practice Aikido successfully is a very scary master. They have no moves or styles, and they integrate themselves into nature. Their Qi and the opponent are in harmony, reaching the state of Aiki!

As soon as the opponent makes a move, they can immediately find the opponent's flaws with the help of their Qi, and then strike back, grab the tendons and pulses, and control the vital points. It is more powerful than you can imagine. "