Martial Arts Reigns

The young man looked at Ye Ming with interest. He was not very old, at most fourteen years old, or even only thirteen years old. When Ye Ming was his age, he was only a second-level warrior, but he was already a first-rank warrior. The boy was not handsome, but he always had a smile on his round face, very kind.

Hehe, I've met this senior brother. My name is Hong Shang, a disciple of Tongtian Shentu. The young man introduced himself with a smile.

Ye Ming nodded: Dongqi Academy, Ye Ming. It's enviable that Brother Hong can enter the sacred land.

Hong Shang rubbed his head, and said: Brother, I am very weak in the sacred land. Senior brothers like to bully me. I heard that there is a list of hidden dragons by chance, so I came to join in the fun, hoping to get the first place. One, earn some pocket money.

Speaking of this, he smiled and said: We Tongtian Shentu acted aboveboard, I have something to tell my senior brother. Those princes and saint sons are very polite to me, they collected 50 million Wuzun coins and asked me to terminate the senior brother's contract. The road to the potential dragon list. That is to say, I must at least beat my brother until he cannot participate in the follow-up competitions before I can complete the task.

Ye Ming narrowed his eyes: If I can't participate in the follow-up missions, I won't be able to be on the Qianlong list, 50 million! They are really willing to spend money!

Hong Shang scratched his head embarrassingly: I'm really sorry, 50 million is too tempting, I have already agreed. So I will offend Senior Brother Ye next, but don't worry, Senior Brother, I will not hit hard, let alone hurt Senior Brother foundation.

Ye Ming smiled hehe: Brother Hong is really straightforward, but I still don't like you very much! It's not easy for you to defeat me. It's useless to talk more, let's see the truth!

Hong Shang shrugged his shoulders: Senior brother, although he has won consecutive battles, but I think his strength should not be as good as mine. I hope that my brother will not make unnecessary struggles. If I miss and hurt my brother, it will not be beautiful.

Ye Ming was too lazy to talk, he showed his Dragon Armor Sword, this time, Bei Ming did not have the strength to suppress him.

Zhang Heng in the audience immediately saw the opportunity and shouted: Hong Shang, the first genius of Tongtian Shentu, will face Ye Ming, an unknown soldier of the Oriental Academy. I bet 110 million, and I will pay Ye Ming to win! The odds are unprecedented. Bet 1 pays 2! Hurry up and place a bet, you won’t have a chance if you’re late!”

No way? One hundred and ten million! And dare to bet on the disciples of the small academy to win? Is this guy out of his mind? No matter whether it is a low or high cultivation level, whether it is a Martial Lord or a Martial Saint , came to bet one after another.

One pays two, this money is simply too easy to earn! They have strong confidence in the descendants of the gods and land, and this feeling is very intuitive, just like a tiger against a goat. They believe that the goat will definitely lose and the tiger will definitely win. In the eyes of everyone, no matter how talented Ye Ming is, no matter how many games he has won before, as long as he meets someone from the divine land, it is the end of his luck.

I bet three million!

I bet five million!

I'll come, I'll come, eight million!

The people present were all wealthy people, and they placed bets one after another. Over there, Ye Ming and Hong Shang haven't made a move, and the 110 million bets have already been filled.

Hong Shang was stunned. Someone actually bet on Ye Ming to win, and even offered an astonishing 110 million. Is he crazy?

Ye Ming said lightly: You can't get 50 million. However, I will earn 110 million because of you!

Hong Shang said indifferently: Really? He was holding a short stick in his hand, about one meter long, thick as two fingers, covered with black scales.

He crossed the short stick and his left arm into a cross, with a serious expression, and said: As the senior brother said, let's see the real chapter under our hands, please!

Ye Ming immediately stabbed out with a sword. This sword is not fast, but it contains the special artistic conception of Liangyi sword.

The stick turned into a black light, intertwined with Ye Ming's sword light, and made a dull sound. As soon as he touched the stick, Ye Ming felt that the stick was actually soft! Incomparably tough, the sword cuts continuously, and can be twisted at will during battle, changing the direction of the strike, making it hard to guard against.

Woo!

The soft stick whistled, twisted like a snake, and hit the acupuncture point on Ye Ming's wrist.

Acupoint-hitting martial arts? Ye Ming was startled, and with a vertical sword, he separated the soft stick.

As soon as the two sides started fighting, they knew that they had encountered a formidable opponent, and they did not dare to be careless, and they were very cautious in their moves.

In the first ten moves, they were all testing each other. After ten moves, Ye Ming's sword power changed drastically, and he strangled with the four-element sword technique. The Four Elephant Swordsmanship originated from the Liangyi Swordsmanship, and its power is several times stronger than the Liangyi Swordsmanship! And Hong Shang's soft stick also began to shrink freely, sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes thin, sometimes thick, unpredictable, which made Ye Ming very headache.

In Hong Shang's hands, the soft stick is like an extended arm, much more flexible than a long sword. It is like a black snake, ready to bite anyone at any time, no matter how sharp Ye Ming's sword light is, it is too suppressed to gain the upper hand.

Brother's swordsmanship is astonishing, I admire it. Hong Shang smiled, Since that's the case, I'll change my marksmanship to make it fun for my brother.

As the words fell, the soft stick suddenly shook, becoming straight, as rigid as iron, and one end also became sharp, turning into a long spear. Hong Shang let out a soft drink, and pierced Ye Ming with spears all over the sky. Every shot was full of power, like a poisonous dragon, fast and ruthless, and extremely powerful.

Ding ding ding!

In an instant, the two sides fought for countless times, and Ye Ming's arms were numb from the shock, and he was shocked. What was even more shocking was Hong Shang, who had a strength of more than 300,000 catties, but he was still at a disadvantage against Ye Ming! More importantly, he is a first-rank warrior, while Ye Ming is only a sixth-rank warrior! The difference between the two sides is five small realms.

Dancing Flood Dragon!

A disturbed situation arose in Hong Shang's heart, and that emotion was called jealousy. So he yelled, the stellar energy flew into the sky, his body soared into the air, hundreds of millions of spear lights exploded, and he swooped down towards Ye Ming, unstoppable. The dense spear lights enveloped the entire arena, and Ye Ming couldn't avoid it, he could only fight hard.

He roared wildly, and the bridge of strength rushed out of his body, doubling his strength. In an instant, he stabbed out hundreds of swords, and each sword held the strength in the air. In an extremely short period of time, he engraved a magic circle in the air, the Four Elephant Killing Formation!

The gun light blasted, and the pattern of the Four Elephant Killing Formation lit up, like the sun at noon, piercing people's eyes.

Boom boom boom!

Every time a shot was fired, the Four Elephants Killing Formation made a loud noise, and a wave of terrifying air flow spread out in all directions, forming a terrifying shock wave. There were repeated explosions, which shocked the spectators to retreat, and many disciples covered their hands. ear.

Is this still a samurai-level battle? Even seniors can't make such a big noise, can they? Someone said in surprise, It seems that it is not easy for Hong Shang to win against Ye Ming!

And those who bet on Hong Shang's victory shouted: Beat him, don't give him a chance!

The gun light dissipated, and Ye Ming's four-element killing array broke through, and the two fought together again.

There was no smile on Hong Shang's face. Ye Ming's strength was beyond his expectation. As a disciple of the Divine Land, he actually does not have the slightest advantage, which is not acceptable to him.

His body was suspended in the air, and a strong crystal-like blue aura enveloped his whole body. He stared at Ye Ming and said, I traveled around the world when I was twelve years old. I fought a hundred and sixty-five battles, big and small, without a single defeat. This time, it was the most difficult one I fought, so Senior Brother Ye, next I will Use the strongest moves to deal with you. If you hurt your brother because of this, I am very sorry!

Okay, I'll wait and see! Ye Ming gripped the Dragon Armor Sword tightly, and there was an ethereal charm on his body, and he finally used his sword intent.

Skybreaker, please advise!

Silk!

The tip of the gun pierced through the void, and arrived in front of Ye Ming in a thousandth of an instant. When there was no time left, Ye Ming's sword moved.

Ding!

There was a scream, and the moment the gun and sword were handed over, the tip of the gun suddenly stretched, twisted, and pierced Ye Ming's eyes like a poisonous snake.

Ye Ming stepped on the magic step and narrowly avoided it. At the same time, he fired repeatedly with his left hand and hit the tip of the gun with the fingering of breaking the formation.

The tip of the gun vibrated and shrank back. Ye Ming's long sword tends to drive straight in, swords and swords give birth to talismans, one after another four-element killing formations are constantly born and annihilated under Ye Ming's exquisite swordsmanship.

Soon another hundred moves passed, and Hong Shang was already a little anxious. If he doesn't win again, the half-hour limit will be reached, and in that case it can only be considered a draw. In a tie, he naturally won't get fifty million Wuzun coins.

The poisonous dragon stabs the sky!

Shenlong swallows the sun!

Youlong breaks the moon!

Hong Shang's marksmanship changed, and he continued to use ultimate moves. The long spear was like a violent storm, constantly bombarding from all directions. Under such a violent attack, Ye Ming also felt strenuous. His Sixiang swordsmanship was stretched and he was forced to switch from offense to defense.

Jian Guang was completely suppressed, and the sky full of gun lights covered the ring, and Ye Ming could hardly be seen.

Hey! I'm about to lose. Someone sighed, It's rare to have a genius who can compete with the disciples of the Divine Land, but it's a pity that the skills are not as good as human beings after all. The disciples of the Divine Land are really terrifying, they are not human at all!

Brother, come on! Zhang Heng was so nervous that he kept yelling.

Gao Fengxian also clenched his fists tightly and said, Hurry up and learn the eight trigrams sword technique!

Ye Ming's sword intent is very ethereal, and the six-element arithmetic array is running quickly. He already had a seed in his heart, but he never had the right opportunity to germinate. At this moment, Hong Shang's marksmanship was firmly suppressing him. Under this strong pressure, he finally realized something. This understanding made his sword technique undergo a sudden and earth-shaking change.

One life produces two, two produces four, four produces eight, two and two evolve, endless! The six-element arithmetic array captured the mystery, and the last layer of window paper was pierced, and Ye Ming felt suddenly enlightened and his mind was transparent.

Heaven does it! Do Jian Huanghuang!

Suddenly, Ye Ming groaned softly, a sword flies to kill, the light of the sword is like a big sun, it is as strong as the sun, it is supreme and holy, and a thousand swords resound with one sword. Hong Shang's spear glow was also overshadowed by it, while Ye Ming's sword glow instantly occupied half of the arena.

The earth condenses into Kun! The Kun sword is heavy!

It was another sword, extremely thick and heavy, as if the mountains were falling together, the sky was darkened, and it was unstoppable. The tip of Hong Shang's spear was blown away, and the light of the spear almost collapsed.

Fire is Li! Li Jian soars!

The third sword is extremely warm, lively, full of vitality and hope. Hong Shang felt a pain in his chest and was cut open. A wave of heat pushed him away, and he fell down the ring involuntarily.

I actually lost! He looked very confused, watching Ye Ming continue to practice swordsmanship blankly.