Global Cataclysm: My Martial Arts Practice Automatically

Zhang Qingshan knew that he not only lost, but lost completely.

From the moment Lu Chong used his Perfection Realm to shake the mountains and the ground, he had already lost to the end.

Under the condition of the same level of cultivation, Lu Chong's mastery of martial arts far surpassed him.

This gap, even with years of experience accumulation, cannot be filled.

Moreover, what shocked Zhang Qingshan and onlookers the most was the martial arts used by Lu Chong, which was exactly the same as Zhang Qingshan.

From the beginning to the end, whatever martial arts Zhang Qingshan used, Lu Chong used whatever martial arts, as if the two had agreed to practice the same martial arts.

But how is this possible?

Before that, the two of them hadn't even met.

Using the various martial arts that Zhang Qingshan is best at, defeating Zhang Qingshan head-on, and never moving, which means a huge disparity.

"This son has not exerted his full strength at all, and even compared his own shortcomings to others' strengths." This is what everyone thinks.

Zhang Qingshan, it is not wrong to lose, and there is not even room for sophistry.

He couldn't say that he was careless, or that he was restrained by Lu Chong's martial arts. After all, they all used the same martial arts.

Lu Chong was not aggressive, he put away the Green Mountain Totem, clasped his fists and said, "Senior has conceded."

Tang Feihu watched the battle and couldn't help but feel a little worried, "My junior brother, it's a shame to let it go. I'm afraid that winning this way will be a big blow to the senior."

Lu Chong didn't seem to notice Tang Feihu's gestures, and glanced at the remaining senior Wu Wang, still full of energy: "Which senior is willing to enlighten me?"

Yan Zhong and Su Taiqiang, who were obviously the oldest and most powerful, looked at each other silently.

It's not that I'm afraid, but there's no need to rush to take action. It's disgraceful to win, and it's even more embarrassing to lose.

Under the gesture of the two, a thin gray-haired old man quickly stood up.

"Hangcheng Wu Feng, take a lesson."

Lu Chong recognized this man as a well-known 6th-dan powerhouse of King Wu, known as the King of Swords in the Clouds.

The strength of this senior Wu Feng, among the eighteen martial kings here, should be enough to rank among the top five.

That's fine, save yourself the trouble of coming one by one.

"Senior please!" Lu Chong clasped his fists.

Wu Feng was not in a hurry to make a move, but put away his long sword and said in a cold voice, "My age and cultivation are above yours. If I take the initiative to make another move, it will be bullying the younger generation."

"Well, I'll give you ten moves. If you can force me to draw my sword, even if the old man's skills are not as good as others." Wu Feng said with a detached bearing.

When Tang Feihu heard this, he shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but murmured in his heart, "Brother Wu, don't you think you have to be safe at the end of the festival? What are you pretending to be in front of this kid..."

Lu Chong is not careless, after all, he is also a generation of sword kings who has been famous for many years.

Therefore, he pointed with a solemn expression like a sword, and stabbed it in the air.

In an instant, the sound of the sword sound resounded through the sky, and the dazzling sword light burst out from Lu Chong's fingers, pierced through the clouds, and fell towards Wu Feng, who was more than a hundred meters away.

Qi rushing bullfighting is a martial art that Wu Feng is good at, so Lu Chong also uses this trick.

It's just that his Qi Chong Bullfighting has long been not a low-grade heavenly rank in the traditional sense, but has evolved to a middle-ranking heavenly rank.

Therefore, when the sword light shot, it could be said that the sky and the earth changed color.

Wu Feng, who was standing on the opposite side, ready to take Lu Chong's trick, turned black and red on his old face.

"What the hell, he wants my old life!"

Facing the sword light that seemed to pierce the sky, Wu Feng didn't care about his face, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword that had just been sheathed.

It is also a bullfighting with anger, and it is still a perfection.

But even so, Wu Feng's sword light dwarfed in front of Lu Chong.

Seeing that his sword light was destroyed all the way, Wu Feng even felt the danger of death. He didn't care about the huge consumption, and repeatedly stabbed out the sword light.

However, Lu Chong's sword light was still going forward, and it fell unabated. After breaking Wu Feng's long sword, it stopped abruptly, and Lu Chong took the initiative to withdraw his power.

Lu Chong glanced strangely at Wu Feng, who was a little embarrassed, and clasped his fists and said, "I accept it."

He felt that the strength of this senior known as the Sword King should be more than that, so there is a high probability that he is really letting himself.

But at this time, Wu Feng knew that he was suffering, let alone giving in, he still had the remaining sharp sword energy raging in his body, and he couldn't suppress it for a while.

"Perverted." Wu Feng sighed secretly in his heart, but he could only pretend to be calm and authentic: "The future generations are terrible, you can barely force me to use the sword, I will admit defeat in this battle."

"Shameless." Yan Zhong and Su Taiqiang, who saw through Wu Feng's embarrassment, both secretly slandered.

You really put gold on your face, why do you reluctantly use the sword, if you don't use the sword again, it's not that your face will be lost, but your life will be worrying.

However, the shock in their hearts was no weaker than Wu Feng's.

They know Wu Feng's strength. If nothing else, even if the two of them make their own shots, it is impossible for them to win within ten moves.

But the boy on the other side only used one move, and Wu Feng was also good at the Heavenly Rank martial arts, which put Wu Feng in crisis.

The key is that, in addition to the smashing mountains and the ground in the Perfection Realm, Lu Chong has shown a Qi-rushing bullfighting in the Perfection Realm, which has to let them ponder.

So it counts...

Yan Zhong and Su Taiqiang exchanged glances quietly, and immediately understood each other's thoughts.

"It may not be able to play, let's forget the ball."

Here, Lu Chong didn't know what other people were thinking, so he calmed down the churning power of Qi and blood in his body a little, and after taking a mouthful of nutrients, he continued, "Please enlighten me from the next senior."

Because of the fact that he had just started, Lu Chong's eyes were extremely sharp. He glanced at the seniors on the opposite side, but found that most of them were dodging.

He finally set his sights on Yan Zhong and Su Taiqiang. After all, Lu Chong also saw that these two people were the strongest among the martial kings.

Only by defeating these two can it be considered a clearance.

Yan Zhong was stared at by Lu Chong's eyes full of fighting intent, he coughed lightly, took a step back, and said, "In my opinion, let's stop here, Lu Chong is a good special envoy, and we old guys don't want it either. Aggressive."

Su Taiqiang answered almost seamlessly: "Yes, yes, Special Envoy Lu fought against the two Martial Kings in a row, and he has proved his strength, so he should take a break."

"I said long ago that Lu Chong has a good future. When we are old, we should give way to young people!" Su Taiqiang emphasized again when Lu Chong looked at him.

Tang Feihu was a little stunned, but he quickly reacted and cursed inwardly, "It's really two old foxes, obviously they're afraid of losing face."

"However, this is fine, lest Lu Chong offend everyone."

Lu Chong didn't think too much, he just felt that when the gap was big enough, those jealousy and arrogance would be self-defeating.