The female president's melee king

Chapter 451 The confrontation of the younger generation
Inside the holy palace, all martial arts sects gathered, and sitting opposite them were four bearded old men, master-level figures of the four major ninja sects in R country!
Koga-ryu Grandmaster, Mochizuki Chiyo!Iga-ryu master, Iga Feiyu, Hattori-ryu master, Hattori Kogawa, Fuma school master, Fuma Taro!

The four major forces in country R control most of the warriors in country R, ​​and their status in country R's martial arts is comparable to that of the elder Kunlun!They are all guarding one side!

30 years ago, the martial art of country R was overwhelmed by one person!
For 30 years, the ninjas of country R have never died!
The contest of the younger generation thus begins!

It is not so much a contest as a temptation.

However, no matter whether it is a contest or a trial, neither side is allowed to lose, because once they lose, it means that there will be no successors!
At this moment, in the arena, there are two men standing facing each other, one of them has a strong figure with muscles like beards!The other one has a short figure, and the most eye-catching thing is the samurai long sword on his waist!

"Ninja of the Fumabu, Seimei Oshima, please advise!" The man from country R lowered his head slightly, and slowly drew out the cold samurai sword from his waist!

With a soft sound, the long knife was unsheathed.

The burly man stomped the ground fiercely, and his figure shot towards Seimei Oshima like a cannonball!

One punch, extremely domineering, directly pierced Oshima Seimei's chest!
A look of shock appeared in the man's eyes, he turned around in a hurry, the knife light suddenly appeared, and a smear of blood appeared on his chest!
"Country R's Martial Arts really produced a few great geniuses, and this evasion technique is quite accomplished!" On Daxia's side, an old man watched this scene, and sighed softly!
After seeing this scene, the four great masters of Country R had joy in their eyes!
The third elder of Kunlun sat in his seat, but at this moment, there was a touch of complexity in his heart!
Looking at an elder in the Holy Palace, everyone knew that at first, it was just a test!

The real confrontation is behind!

However, can the girl from Shenggong alone stand up to the younger generation of country R's martial arts?

If the dragon can't die, there is still a possibility!

The elders of the Holy Palace seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they glanced lightly at the third elder of Kunlun, the saint of the Holy Palace. Even though her talent is enviable, she still has not reached the level of that man!
That man, with just one person, pushed back an era!
The worry of the third elder of Kunlun coincided with his!

The light of the knife shone across the arena, but with just a few moves, the man's body was already dripping with blood!

"Admit defeat!" the Great Elder of the Holy Palace said slowly!
Although he was not seriously injured, if he continued, he might be bleeding to death!

Although this kid's talent is not amazing enough, it is still rare, there is no reason to die here in vain!

Seimei Oshima stood on the ring, hugging his shoulders, "Who else is there, come up and teach me!"

"Fuck, what I don't like the most is this kind of pretending to be a criminal, I'll do it!" A burly guy with a big knife jumped up!The figure has already appeared on the ring!
The third elder of Kunlun looked at this scene and frowned. The man on the stage is naturally a disciple of Kunlun's sect. He has blood and courage. However, if you want to fight, you still have to rely on your strength to determine the outcome!
From his eyes, it is natural to see that the man is definitely not Oshima Seimei's opponent!
Fighting three moves, the man was rewarded with a knife and kick by Seimei Oshima, and he rolled off the ring directly!

Getting up from the ground, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Fuck it again, it's not slippery, it's kind of a head-to-head with me!" The man with a big knife roared angrily!

"Okay! Don't be ashamed!" The third elder snorted coldly!
The Great Elder of the Holy Palace watched this scene, and then nodded slightly!
Dressed in a white figure, floating in the field, the country is all over the city, and the youth is peerless!
In Oshima Seimei's eyes, there was a flash of obsession!
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, "Oshima Seimei, please advise!"

"Clear as!" The woman opened her mouth softly, spit out two words!
Shen Fei, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but move slightly when he heard these two words!
At that time, he was just a joke, and he chose a name for this woman, but he didn't expect that she would actually use it!

"If you lose, how about marrying me?" Seimei Oshima looked at the woman and smiled lightly!

"I won't lose!" The woman cherished words like gold.

The next moment, the figure moved, and the long sword was unsheathed, flowing like a fairy!
One, to chop up the phantom in front of her eyes, a sneer appeared in the woman's eyes, relying on this ability, it seemed to be too naive to deal with her!
Without thinking, the long sword was stretched out backwards, with a flick of the wrist, several sword flowers appeared!

Behind him, a figure flew upside down!

"You are the Holy Maiden of the Holy Palace! You are indeed extraordinary, worthy of my full attention!" The man looked at the Holy Maiden and sneered!
In the next moment, several figures suddenly appeared, like Feng Mo, the illusion was at its peak!

Eight figures, scattered in all directions, with long knives in their hands, raised at the same time, and the light of the knives filled the entire arena!

Under the light of the knife, the eight figures became more and more illusory!
"It's just a show!" The woman snorted softly!
The next moment, the figure moved and appeared in front of the man. The long sword touched the edge of the blade. The sword energy exploded, and several phantoms suddenly dissipated. There was a shock in the man's eyes, and he looked at the man in front of him. An ice-cold, youthful and peerless woman!
The next moment, with slender hands like clouds, the woman's palm was directly imprinted on the man's chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Oshima Seimei's figure was directly knocked out of the ring!

The woman holds a long sword and stands on the ring, looking as elegant as a fairy!
Shen Fei hid in the dark, quietly watching this scene!
"As expected of a genius selected by the Holy Palace," Shen Fei secretly admired in his heart, the woman is even stronger than before three years ago!
Seimei Oshima got up on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and landed in the camp of Country R!

On Daxia's side, bursts of cheers erupted!
Finally, I feel elated once, and the joy in my heart is inevitable!

After the man left the arena, a figure landed in the arena again!

"The Fumo faction, Fumo Yiyu, please advise!" The man's face was soft, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth!

A face is enough to make a woman feel jealous!
The woman looked at the man who appeared, and finally showed a dignified look in her eyes!
The two looked at each other, and Fumo Yiyu's eyes were like a whirlpool, deep and bottomless!

The saint bit her tongue, and at that moment, she was almost fascinated by the opponent's illusion!
And at the next moment, Fumo Yiyu had already made a move, and a folding fan appeared in his hand!
Fold the fan a little, pointing directly at the shoulders and necks of the saint!
Feng Mo Yiyu, the direct descendant of the Feng Mo Grandmaster, the most outstanding genius of the Feng Mo school!
The previous battle was just an appetizer!

At this time, the atmosphere finally became solemn!

Between Country R and Great Xia, the confrontation between the younger generation of geniuses has just kicked off from this moment!

The saint looked at this scene, a dignified look appeared in her eyes, she tiptoed, and her figure receded like lightning!
Fumo Yiyu accompanied him like a shadow, and at this moment, he finally handed out the long sword, which was pressed against Fengmo Yiyu's armpit. The folding fan in Fengmo Yiyu's hand was only an inch away from the saint!

Everything was just in between, the Fumo Yiyu shook his wrist, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, a steel needle flew out of the folding fan, the saint's body leaned back, and the steel needle flew in front of her eyes Pass!

The figure of Fumo Yiyu took advantage of the momentum and soared into the sky!

The figure of the saint suddenly bounced up, kicked, and raised it upwards!

The corner of Fengmo Yiyu's mouth curled up into a slight smile, the eyes of the two sides met, and the saint's kick unexpectedly stopped at this moment!
Fengmo Yiyu chuckled, and stretched out the folding fan in his hand, the long sword collided with the folding fan, piercing through the folding fan with a single sword, but was pinched by the fan bone!
After the figures of the two people paused for a moment, the figure of Fumo Yiyu fell to the ground, and after the body of the saint spun strangely, the two stood facing each other!

Fumo Yiyu closed the fan, and a colorful butterfly flew out from the fan!

A seal was pinched in the hands of the saint, and the dancing butterflies disappeared into the void in the void!
With a sudden force on the wrist, the long sword is moving further!
The corner of Fengmo Yiyu's mouth twitched into a sneer, and with a movement of his wrist, the folding fan in his hand spun!
Seeing this scene, the Great Elder of Shenggong stood up suddenly!
"Despicable!" The third elder of Kunlun snorted coldly!
Several silver needles flew out of the rotating folding fan!
At such a close distance, it was almost unprepared!
The saintess looked at this scene, her eyes suddenly became dignified, the figure was in place, moving around, and managed to avoid several steel needles. This scene, many people watching the battle could not help but breathe a sigh of relief!

"Be careful!" An exclamation came!

At this moment, Fengmo Yiyu slapped the fan bone with his palm, and the fan was folded in his hand, and it shattered suddenly. Several fan bones directly attacked the saint!

And the long sword in the holy girl's hand pierced into the chest of Fumo Yiyu at this moment!
The corner of Fumo Yiyu's mouth curled into a smile!
The figure suddenly disappeared in front of the saint!

"Genius!" Seeing this scene, the Great Elder of the Holy Palace sighed softly!
Even Shen Fei, who was in the dark, couldn't help but feel a little amazed by Fengmo Yiyu!

The next moment, the figure of Fumo Yiyu appeared behind the saint, and he slapped it out!
The saint who knocked down the fan bone was almost caught off guard, her figure flew forward suddenly, and the figure of Fumo Yiyu was moving, kicking in the air, and imprinted on the saint's abdomen!
A mouthful of blood spurted out!

At the moment when the figure of the saint flew backwards, a figure suddenly appeared in the field, holding the saint in his arms!
(End of this chapter)