C17

After the main character of the kung fu competition appeared on stage, the plaza was instantly set ablaze.

"Look, 'Limitless Twin Streams' is here!"

"Yeah, what a cool posture!"

"Sicily. Martial King of the Southwest! "You're so handsome!"

"Why does the weapon of the 'Southwest Martial King' look like a machete?" A sentence that was clearly the result of a beating floated out from the crowd.

"Hahaha …" Everyone who heard the voice felt angry.

Four rays of light shot out from a certain spot in the middle of the drill grounds. Two pairs of small eyes fell down along with the falling meteors, as if they were connected to a string.

"Huff …" Long Huayu felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. At this moment, he truly understood the phrase that had troubled him for nearly half a year: "If you want to read ten thousand books, you might as well travel ten thousand miles."

"This is what the martial arts world is like, this is what the books depict as the martial arts world." Long Huayu's heart tumbled with shock as his blood also began to boil.

"There will be a day when I'll be like them, flying around together with Little Brother Yu." The yearning in Little Shi's heart was instantly ignited. His right hand, which was grabbing Long Huayi, could not help but quietly clench his hand tightly. "Hualhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

In the center of the arena, an old man and a young man stood with their hands behind their back.

Two completely different auras emanated from these two people, and they even tore at each other, causing the dust on the ground to dance along with them, forming small vortexes!

He wore a green robe, and his left hand was behind his back. In his right hand was a three inch thick and a foot long black short rod. His long black hair fluttered in the wind, and there was a faint arrogance in his eyes, as though he was from a famous clan. He stood there as relaxed as Immortal Cloud Dreamer.

This person was the famous' Zhao Wuji 'of the Duo Faction that had shook the martial arts world for dozens of years.

The short black staff held in Zhao Wuji's right hand was his famous weapon, the 'Unrestrained Buddha'. In the two years that he had been cultivating, he had continuously challenged the experts of the martial arts world and combined with all the martial arts in the world. In the two years that he had been practicing the martial arts, he had finally created the 'Sky-Waves', and all the famous characters of his generation couldn't come out of the range of the ten moves of the 'Sky-Waves'.

From then on, the martial world had the resounding name of 'Dual-Flowing Limitless'.

Zhao Wuji was about ten steps away from him, and a man was standing there with a saber on his back like a stone.

His black hair was tied up like a cannon on top of his head. The pair of eyes embedded in his face looked like a black hole, calm and collected.

The aura of the two people in the arena carried with it a strong wind. It scraped against the blade of the man. From this, it could be seen that this blade was not ordinary.

This was the strongest opponent Zhao Wuji had against today, the 'Southwest Martial King' Qin Lifeng.

The knee-length saber that was buried on Qin Lifeng's back was precisely the 'Mooncutter Blade' that was famous in the southwest along with him.

For Qin Lifeng to be able to sweep across the southwest region of the Luan Ming Continent in such a short period of time, the 'Moon Slayer Blade' must have been of great help.

Relying on his' crescent slaying blade 'and his' crescent chopping blade technique ', Qin Lifeng became the number one expert among the young generation of the martial arts world at the age of eighteen.

"Southwest China, Qin Lifeng. Please advise me, Senior Limitless!" Qin Lifeng looked at Zhao Wuji and cupped his fists as he spoke. His voice was like a muffled bell that struck the hearts of everyone on the martial field. Everyone was shocked.

The sea of people that had been making such noise suddenly quieted down. It was as if they had been frozen solid in the blink of an eye! Even if a needle were to fall on the ground, it would still be heard.

Only Zhao Wuji, who was standing in front of Qin Lifeng, acted as if nothing had happened, as a faint smile appeared on his face.

Long Huayu and Little Shi, the group of people closest to the arena, felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer. They found it difficult to breathe.

"Huff …"

A moment later, Long Huayu was the first to recover from his shock as he gasped for air.

Long Huayu hastily turned his head to look at Little Shi. He saw that Shi Mu's face was flushed red as if he was being pressured to the point where he couldn't breathe.

"Pa!" Long Huayi's right hand slapped heavily on the small stone's back.

"Huff …"

This slap from Long Huayu allowed Little Shi to recover in an instant. He hurriedly took a few deep breaths! After a few breaths, he bitterly smiled at Long Huayu.

"Brother Yu, I felt like I was hit. I can't even breathe." Little Shi's face was completely red as he looked at Long Huayu.

"Mm, it's the same for me. I feel a heavy pressure on my chest." Long Huayu nodded in response.

"Good, good, good. The future of the Changjiang River truly surpasses the past!" An ethereal voice with a hint of spring wind came out of Zhao Wuji's mouth. When his gaze swept across the crowd, a surprised flame could not help but flash across his eyes.

The sea of people who were below the stage became silent. Only after Zhao Wuji's voice that was like the spring wind rang out did they begin to move. However, most of the people's faces were red as they breathed in large mouthfuls of air at the same time.

"Dual-tier, Zhao Wuji. "Nice to meet you!" Looking at Qin Lifeng, who was standing against the wind, Zhao Wuji slowly cupped his fist and said.

"So the real name of the 'Southwest Martial King' is' Qin Lifeng '." The audience immediately erupted into discussion.

Of course, all the people in this world knew his real name. However, for such a renowned young expert like the 'Southwest Martial King', most people knew that this was only his name. This was mainly because of the speed at which he had risen to prominence.

"Senior, please come in. I have long heard that Senior's' Heaven Waves Mysterious Technique 'is extremely formidable. Today, allow me to seek your advice!" Qin Lifeng drew a gesture with his right hand. At the same time, he took three steps back, and his indifferent tone contained a trace of disdain.

When Zhao Wuji saw a senior looking down on him like that, a trace of anger appeared in his heart and he no longer dared to underestimate him. From his point of view, even though he sent the challenge, he still ignored him. If not for his master's order, it would have been difficult for him to come to the west!

Zhao Wuji had been dominating the martial arts world for dozens of years, so he was a decisive person. He didn't say anything and instantly attacked.

With the 'Furious Fury' in his right hand, he drew out a profound trajectory, whistling towards Qin Lifeng's face. He also used the super close combat move of the 'Sky Wave Mysterious Art', 'Three Thousand Buddha Shadow'.

The Three Thousand Buddha Shadows had turned light into spirit. Although it wasn't a deathblow, it still went straight for the vital acupoints. In addition, it could also affect the vision of the opponent. The most important thing was that behind the Three Thousand Buddha Shadow, there was a final killing move! It could be said that this move was just a primer!

Zhao Wuji used this move the moment he arrived to suppress the arrogant Qin Lifeng, so that he could see that he was just a frog in a well.

Zhao Wuji believed that even if this move couldn't cause trouble for Qin Lifeng, it would still disrupt his tempo.

There was only a distance of ten steps between the two of them, but Zhao Wuji was able to instantly turn into a green shadow and dash towards Qin Lifeng.

"Huff …" Zhao Wuji's speed made everyone in the crowd gasp again. This speed was simply so fast that it caused chills to run down one's spine!

Long Huayu and Little Shi's eyes almost popped out as they stared blankly at the indistinct green figure on the arena.

"'Limitless Twin Flows'! Limitless Twin Streams! … " The crowd below the stage suddenly let out a loud shout.

A trace of surprise flashed through Qin Lifeng's heart as he watched Zhao Wuji's lightning fast figure. However, the corners of his mouth curled up into an undetectable arc of contempt.

The moment the green shadow hit Qin Lifeng, both his arms instantly spread out, and then fiercely lifted him into the air. His entire body flew off the ground, and he instantly sprung up a few meters into the air, hovering a few feet above Zhao Wuji's head like a giant eagle spreading its wings.

At this time, everyone in the audience felt as if they were a little chick. When they were stared at by Qin Lifeng, who was floating in the air, they couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

In that split-second, Long Huayi, who had been fixated on the fire, shuddered. As for Little Shi, his breathing became rapid and his eyes shined brightly. "Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu …"

Zhao Wuji looked at Qin Lifeng disappearing into thin air, and his heart froze for a moment. A drop of cold sweat appeared on his back before it slowly slid down.

In the blink of an eye.

Qin Lifeng, who was hovering in the air like a giant eagle spreading his wings, moved. He made a somersault in the air, his body turned upside down, his left hand turned into a palm, his right hand formed a fist and formed a curved fist. Like a meteor, he plummeted downwards, striking towards Zhao Wuji's head.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Lifeng had completed this transformation. He was as free and easy as a beautiful swallow piercing through the air, and as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.

This move perfectly matched Qin Lifeng's ultimate ace attack, 'Meteor Palm'.

Zhao Chengji felt a powerful pressure coming from above his head. He turned his left hand into a palm, raised the inner force in his dantian, and punched toward the top of his head with boundless force.

"Bang …" The two palms collided.

"Kacha, kacha, kacha …" After a series of explosions, Zhao Wuji's legs sank into the ground, leaving only dust floating beside him.

God! The ground of the arena was paved with bluestone! To be able to trap Zhao Wuji with just one palm, how much strength would that require?

In that instant, a circular wave of air spread out from the center of the arena.

"Swish." With a sound, an invisible wave of air pushed up a large cloud of dust and flew towards the crowd that was watching the fight.

The circle of people closest to the school platform was instantly covered in dust. The vague feeling was as if his chest had been ruthlessly slapped by a pair of claws. It was burning with pain! The sudden pain made everyone gasp for breath.

This circular wave of air forced everyone back a few steps. Due to their short stature, Long Huayu and Little Shi were able to escape calamity.