Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chenxiaojun was seen moving slightly, the pure Jun sword in his hand resonated with the soul power of heaven and earth, and a majestic momentum burst out from the sword body.

His sword moves slowly brewed, and the aura around him began to surge violently, as if a huge green lotus was blooming quietly under his feet.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air and injected the inner power of the Nine Yang Divine Art into the sword. A faint red brilliance began to emerge around the sword, like a lotus blooming for the first time.

I saw Lord Chenxiao move, and the sword tip instantly drew a bright trajectory. The sword was so powerful that it shot straight into the sky like a giant tree.

"The green lotus towers to the sky!"

The momentum of this move was so majestic that it made the surrounding air tremble slightly.

Lord Chenxiao's voice spread in all directions, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at Niu Chongzhi. His whole body seemed to turn into a towering giant lotus, pressing towards Niu Chongzhi with unrivaled momentum.

The image of green lotus fills the air, and every petal shines with sharp light.

"Third Soul Skill—Heavy Armor Control"

At the same time, Niu Chongzhi was not to be outdone. He shouted low and activated his strongest soul skill.

His body was instantly covered by a thick layer of armor, with a faint light flowing on the armor, making it appear indestructible.

He faced Chen Xiaojun's "Towering Green Lotus" without fear, and still resisted this move with defensive preparations.

The moment the two collided, the air froze.

The tip of Chen Xiaojun's sword collided with Niu Chongzhi's armor, causing a loud noise.

The armor around Niu Chongzhi emitted a dazzling light, reflecting some of the attacks back.

However, Chen Xiaojun seemed to be well prepared. He turned around and performed the "Moon Covering the Snow" footwork as naturally as flowing clouds and flowing water, easily dodging the rebounding attack.

But Niu Chongzhi, facing the mighty force of "Towering Green Lotus", resisted without flinching, but the impact force pushed him back like a huge wave, and his figure instantly fell back ten seconds. A few meters away.

He struggled to stabilize his body, his chest heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily, as if he had just escaped from a fierce battle.

The corner of his mouth had already turned a dazzling bright red, which was a testimony of his persistence and tenacity.

Obviously, Chen Xiaojun's move is extremely powerful and cannot be resisted by ordinary people.

He took advantage of Niu Chongzhi's unsteady footing and launched another swift attack.

For a moment, the shadow of the sword appeared, and there were thousands of sword energy crisscrossing in the void. The sword energy was sharp, and the roaring sound was endless.

"Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles, and fly the sword in a hundred steps!"

As the words fell, the pure Jun sword in his hand instantly erupted with dazzling sword light.

Countless sword energy condensed on the tip of the sword to form a Zhiyang Sword Gang of nearly thirty meters, shining with blazing light and galloping out like a fire dragon.

Wherever the sword passed, the air seemed to be ignited, and a fiery breath rushed towards the face.

The condensation degree of Jian Gang is higher than that of Jian Mang and Jian Qi.

Niu Chongzhi's expression changed drastically when he saw this, and he hurriedly activated his three soul skills to resist this move.

However, the power of Jian Gang was too powerful, and he could barely resist it for a moment.

When this move actually landed on Niu Chongzhi, the armor was shattered instantly, and the rebound damage had no effect at all because the attack power was too strong.

Finally, with a loud noise, Niu Chongzhi was directly hit by this sword attack. His whole body was like a ship capsized by a huge wave. He was rushed off the stage by the impact of the sword attack.

After the sword was dissipated, Niu Chongzhi was already paralyzed on the ground. He still wanted to hold on, but he fell down weakly as if his skeleton had fallen apart.

With a "wow" sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously seriously injured.

Chenxiaojun stood quietly on the ring, the pure Jun sword in his hand still shining with cold light, the tip of the sword hung low, as if telling something, there was only a faint tranquility.

After a moment of silence, he stepped forward, looked at Niu Gao, and said in a calm but firm voice: "Your defense is indeed extraordinary."

Afterwards, Chen Xiaojun turned around leisurely, returned to his original position with light steps, gently crossed his legs, and sat down gracefully. He began to meditate and adjust his breath, focusing on restoring the consumed soul power in his body.

His every move reveals calmness and indifference, isolated from the noisy world around him.

Obviously, he wanted to continue the competition, but after all, he had already fought three opponents in a row and consumed a lot of soul power.

As for the battle preparation area of ​​Tiandou Academy,

Tang Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to Niu Chongzhi and asked with concern: "Chongzhi, how do you feel now?"

He was full of worry, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

Niu Chongzhi's face was pale, and he was obviously still suffering from great discomfort.

He raised his head hard, looked at Tang Xiao, and suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood again.

He was breathing heavily, his voice was weak and trembling, but his words were clear: "Second Young Master... you are right, this is indeed the inherited mental method of the yang attribute. I... the qi and blood in my body seem to be... The fire burned, and it was almost unbearable.”

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On the high platform, Zhixing was wearing a blue robe and his eyes were heavy. He was standing on the edge of the high platform, his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

His eyes finally fell on old man Ku Rong, who was sitting on a worn-out wicker chair with his eyes slightly closed.

Zhixing frowned slightly and said in a low but powerful voice: "Old Ku Rong, what do you think of this boy from the Chen family who goes by the pseudonym Xiao Hongchen?"

Old Man Kurong slowly opened his eyes, and an indescribable light shone in his cloudy eyes. He smiled slightly, and said hoarsely and vicissitudes of life: "Let's stand and watch later."

Zhixing raised his eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with the old ghost Ku Rong's answer.

He took a few steps closer and his tone became more serious: "Old ghost Ku Rong, I'm not trying to make fun of you, I'm asking you seriously, how do you evaluate Xiao Hongchen's combat power?"

Old Man Kurong shrugged nonchalantly and gently put down the wine glass in his hand.

He stood up slowly. Although his body was stooped, he walked to the edge of the high platform and stood side by side with Zhixing, looking into the distance.

He spoke slowly: "I'm not you, I'm not in a hurry. Combat strength is not something you can see, it's something you show. Let him prove it himself and take his time."

Zhixing smiled instead of getting angry, "You!"

When Old Man Kurong heard this, the smile on his face gradually faded away. He sat up straight and his eyes became sharper. "Anyway, you were the one who provoked him. With his strength, it's not too late to comment." ”

After saying that, the old ghost Ku Rong closed his eyes again and blocked out the whole world.

Zhixing stood aside, staring closely at Xiao Hongchen on the fighting field.

Soon, old ghost Kurong slowly opened his eyes, "I'm not you. He's hitting your Tiandou Academy. I'm not in a hurry."

"Xiao Hongchen, although he is young, I can feel that he has an unyielding fighting spirit and a strong heart."

Hearing this, Zhixing was silent for a moment.

Just then, there was a noise in the distance. The two of them turned to look at the same time, and saw a figure walking like a shooting star, heading straight towards the high platform.

The figure was strong and swift, and with the sound of thunder and screaming, another Tiandou student came onto the stage.

Zhixing and Kunrong narrowed their eyes at the same time, but their gazes were firmly fixed on Xiao Hongchen opposite.