World Wide Martial Art

The fire python flew and flew, its murderous intent was like thunder, and the blazing high temperature scorched the earth, melting large tracts of ice and snow. Situ Reading

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"Look, your true nature has been revealed, but... a barbarian brat dares to take action against me, so you must be underestimating my power!"

Seeing the fire python crashing into his eyes, the face of the colorful rooster demon showed disdain. Amidst the long cry, a wide and big wing flicked, and vigorous water waves rolled up.

In an instant, it was as if the heaven and earth were moving together, and vitality was surging.

The fire python activated by the barbarian warrior was immediately extinguished as soon as it touched the water waves, turning into streaks of black energy and dissipating invisible.

The colorful rooster demon gave a soft drink, jumped down from the head of the standing giant creature, and once again spread its wings to fly in the air, as fast as thunder, and brought up the roaring wind.

White snow flew up from behind it and rolled back ten feet, but it could not get within three feet of its body.

Like flickering light or fluttering shadow, in the blink of an eye, the colorful rooster demon suddenly disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already behind the barbarian warrior, with an evil smile on its pointed mouth, one of its wings curled into the shape of a fist, and it swung out towards the opponent.

"If you dare to steal my treasure, I will punch you till you are thirteen!"

The barbarian warrior flew away in response, his strong body swaying like a fallen leaf in the wind. Before he could fall, the colorful rooster demon's figure flashed again, and came to his side again, throwing out a second punch.

"Two punches will make you paralyzed!"

"Three punches will make you indifferent to men and women!"

"Four punches will make your parents disown you!"

"Five punches will cause you to have no descendants!"

"Six punches call you back to your ancestors!"

"At the end, another backhand punch will send you spiraling into the sky, and you will die!"

There were shouts one after another, and the barbarian warriors were swung back and forth in the air like rubber balls, their mouths spitting out blood, and their teeth flying wildly.

With a bang, he finally fell to the ground, his chest twitched rapidly, his head tilted, and he died.

It was only then that the figure of the colorful rooster demon gradually solidified. It dusted off its body, straightened its clothes, and jumped back to the top of the huge creature. It didn't look as ferocious as the explosion just now.

"I have always liked elegance and hate the use of violence. But sometimes some blind people want me to use violence. It's really unlucky."

After saying this, the colorful rooster demon stretched out its hand and pressed it softly. All the various pills floating in the air on the ground flew up and turned into seven-colored feathers, falling back on its body.

hiss……

Sounds of gasping came one after another. The warriors present frowned and felt a chill in their hearts.

In the blink of an eye, an eighth-level warrior in the virtual realm was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back and died. Many people present could not even see how the big rooster succeeded. Without the use of martial arts, even a king-level expert might not be able to do it so neatly.

Regardless of the endless monsters in front of him, this big rooster alone cannot be easily dealt with.

Balu's face was livid, his fists clenched and then slowly unclenched, and fire almost burst out of his eyes.

He didn't expect such an outcome.

If a barbarian master dies, he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Brahma, Gujian, and the red-haired woman also had solemn expressions, and the energy accumulated in their bodies quietly dissipated. No one wanted to be an enemy of such an unknown existence.

A chill ran down Ye Feng's spine. Fortunately, he had not fallen out with this weirdo before. Once he did, he would be no match for him.

"The Demon Lord is indeed extraordinary in appearance and powerful, but Lord Demon Lord, please rest assured that we have no intention of getting involved with the Demon Lord's treasure, so please give me a title and let me pass the poem as soon as possible..."

If you are too strong, you can't do it, so you have to be soft.

The Yu clan has always boasted of being a talented writer, so writing a poem should not be difficult for him. He took a step forward and asked with a warm smile on his face.

No one objected to his suggestion. Regardless of whether the colorful big cock was out of vulgar taste and arty, he really liked this idea, but it obviously couldn't pass the second level test.

The colorful rooster demon nodded, pointed at the world, and said: "There is no question, you can choose whatever you want. As long as I am satisfied with it, I will naturally let you go."

After saying that, it sat down on the giant creature's head and hummed a tune leisurely.

"Well, Brother Ye, I don't know anything about poetry."

Zhongli looked embarrassed. He was usually engaged in fighting and killing. How many of the Thirteen Counties were very particular about pomp and elegance?

Composing poetry in this Shenwu Continent where martial arts is revered? That's seeking death.

With this time, it would be more practical to practice martial arts.

"This big cock is deliberately making things difficult for us. There is no such test in the Endless Tower." Liu Liong shouted angrily.

Ye Feng is not in a hurry. He can still remember a few Tang poems and Song lyrics, which is enough to cope with the problems given by Big Rooster. Anyway, this is Shenwu, which has nothing to do with Tang and Song Dynasties, but no one will accuse him of plagiarism.

However, the way this colorful rooster behaves is a bit unpredictable.

"Brother Liu's words are true, but they are also biased."

Zhong Li pondered for a moment, then looked at Liu Li's puzzled eyes and explained: "In the holy realm, in the divine realm, in the realm of beings and beings, when one comes from all directions, everyone will become the master of one party, without any superficial effort. Not to dominate others.”

"Furthermore, it is rumored that in ancient times there were many well-educated scholars who had never practiced martial arts, but one day they discovered the secrets of heaven and directly achieved the realm of saints and gods. There were even those who shattered the void and stepped into the world in one step. Knowledge is beyond what we warriors can say..."

"It's just a rumor, is there really such a thing?"

Liu Ion's eyes showed disbelief.

"Of course!" Zhongli said seriously.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, and what Zhongli said made sense.

The path of civility and martial arts leads to the same goal. At a certain level, the heart of martial arts is more focused on enlightenment. Practicing martial arts only polishes the body. When it comes to mental cultivation, martial artists are far inferior to some profound scholars.

It's just that regardless of Yuanwu or Shenwu, the entire world respects martial arts and promotes martial arts. Everyone practices martial arts, and the benefits gained by warriors are visible to the naked eye.

Learning, on the other hand, pays the most attention to accumulation and development, which requires a long accumulation process. As a result, no one will devote tens or hundreds of years to studying knowledge, especially after the era of the great scholars who truly understood the way of heaven in ancient times. This caused ordinary people to lose interest in studying literature, leading to the decline of Wu Sheng's literature, which could not be compared with tens of thousands of years ago.

But I didn't expect that the colorful rooster that appeared in this place actually had ancient relics...

Looking at the leisurely and contented colorful rooster, Ye Feng always felt that the test of poetry proposed by him was not that simple...