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Chapter 31: True Form Versus True Form

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    At this moment, everyone is looking at Zhao Wuliang, even Zhang Xiaoxi, the second master of their Yizitang, has lost, and now they can only count on the number one master.

    "Zhao Wuliang, go up and beat him to death!" Wang Lan became furious, and shouted desperately at this moment, as if she had forgotten her identity as a mentor, which attracted some people's attention.

    There were other instructors present, all frowning at the moment, and even several elders showed displeasure.

    Wang Lan realized that she had lost her composure, so she quickly kept silent.

    Zhao Wuliang was indifferent, but at this moment he also jumped up, came to the ring, and stared at Jian Mu quietly.

    Atmospheric level seven!

    Jianmu nodded, this person is not as bad as other people in Yizitang.

    "Jian Mu, your strength is indeed very good, but in my opinion, you can defeat Zhang Xiaoxi and Tu Wei only because of the weapon in your hand." Zhao Wuliang said.

    Hearing this, many people think it makes sense. Indeed, many of the martial arts skills of Zhang Xiaoxi and Tu Wei just now were blocked by this black iron sword tire. Without this sword tire, the martial skills of Zhang Xiaoxi and Tu Wei would have surpassed  Jian Mu hit hard,

    "Give up your weapons, you and I will fight with our bare hands, with real strength, how dare you?" Zhao Wuliang said.

    "I will help you, come on." Jianmu said.

    "Okay, you are a man." Zhao Wuliang said.

    Damn it, what do you mean?

    Jian Mu snorted coldly, but did not dispute this topic, Zhao Wuliang had already attacked.

    "Roar!"

    A roar of a tiger suddenly shook the place, Zhao Wuliang rushed towards him like a vicious tiger, the sound of a tiger's roar came from his flesh and blood, and a red tiger appeared behind him.

    "True shape!"

    At this moment, everyone exclaimed in surprise. This is the Tiger-shaped Fist. Like the Vigorous Vajra Fist, it is a very popular martial art in the Outer Court. Although the level is not high, its lethality is astonishing.

    Most importantly, at this moment Zhao Wuliang's tiger-shaped fist has been practiced to the level of real shape, and his vitality turned into a red tiger and appeared behind him, like a wild beast, full of ferocious aura, and charged towards Jianmu.

    "Roar!"

    The sound of the tiger's roar resounded throughout the Wu Zongtang, which made people astonished. Someone in the Yizitang had practiced martial arts to the real shape, which even some geniuses in the Jiazitang could not do.

    Following the exclamation of the crowd, Jian Mu also made a move, and did not use the kamikaze leg again, because this was another leapfrog battle.

    The Kamikaze Kick, which has just been completed, can't take advantage of the real-level Tiger-shaped Fist.

    Strong Vajra Fist!

    Jian Mu took a step forward, punched out like a dragon, and roared out. This punch he used the follow-up part of the Great Vajra Fist, a vajra subduing tiger, which exactly countered Zhao Wuliang's Tiger-shaped Fist.

    Jianmu's fist was entwined with sword energy, clanging, as if his fist had turned into two sharp swords, he greeted Zhao Wuliang.

    "Boom!"

    The two of them exchanged blows and retreated backwards. A terrifying wave of air swept across the entire arena. Those who were a little closer to the arena felt the strong wind blowing against their faces. There were even some  The incomplete sword energy, like a blade, scratches the skin of a person.

    At the moment, a group of people withdrew, shocked,

    Fist wind has such lethality, how amazing is this power?

    On the ring, the prehistoric tiger leaped and slaughtered all directions. Zhao Wuliang was indeed very unusual. Even an ordinary Jiazitang genius could not be able to stop it when he unleashed a tiger-shaped fist at the real level. It was astonishing.

    This Zhao Wuliang already has the qualifications to be promoted to Jia Zitang.

    As for Jian Mu, facing this terrifying tiger-shaped fist, he waved his fists, and the punches were like swords, clanging, and he threw out a fist, like a Vajra God of War wielding his sword, slashing everything, opening wide with the tiger-shaped fist  combined collision.

    King Kong subdues the tiger!

    Tiger-shaped fist!

    These two martial arts have the meaning of mutual generation and mutual restraint. At this moment, the two martial arts are opposing each other, and the aura created is very amazing.

    Faintly, people heard the howling of tigers in the arena and the roar of King Kong.

    "It's amazing power. This is the real-level tiger-shaped boxing. It's more powerful than advanced martial arts!"

    "Is Jian Mu using the Vigorous Vajra Fist? Although it looks like the Vigorous Vajra Fist, its power is domineering and fierce, and there is sword energy floating in it."

    "The martial art is the Great Vajra Fist, but his vitality is very different.??, it's not ordinary vitality, the airflow is like a sword, every punch is like swinging a supreme sword, so this Vigorous Vajra Fist feels strengthened.  "At this time, a genius of Jia Zitang finally couldn't help but speak, with a serious face.

    "Vitality is like a sword? Hehow did he do it!"

    "This kid must have some adventures, otherwise he wouldn't have grown so fast in a short period of time!"

    Everyone was discussing, and in the Jiazi hall, Ding Yunhe's face was extremely embarrassed, and he vaguely guessed something.

    "Could it be the technique left by the old elder? This Jianmu has a full physique in ancient times, so he practiced that technique, so he is so strong!" Ding Yunhe gritted his teeth and thought: "This damn thing, it should be  What I shared with my elder brother, he not only practiced first, but also dared to show it off in front of me, courting death! Courting death!"

    On the other side, Song Yuqiao's face was covered with frost, and she was also surprised in her heart: "Oh no, this swordsman is getting stronger and stronger, will he catch up, and then it will be even more difficult for me to deal with him?"

    Regarding Jianmu, there are too many topics for people to discuss at the moment. This time, he became a blockbuster and rose strongly, changing many people's opinions.

    "Boom!"

    On the arena, the roar of the tiger shook the sky, and the sword energy was surging.

    Jianmu completely let go of his hands and feet, and each punch of the Vigorous Vajra Fist was more shocking than the next, and the strength of each punch was more shocking than that of the punch, and at the same time, it was mixed with cyan sword energy surging.

    Zhao Wuliang's tiger-shaped fist seemed to be passive at this moment. The beast like a wild tiger attacked, but every blow was repelled by Jian Mu's punch.

    Finally, behind Jian Mu, there was an astonishing scene. A phantom of King Kong God of War appeared, like King Kong glaring at him, standing behind Jian Mu with the sword seal in his hand.

    "True shape!"

    The whole audience was in an uproar, Jianmu actually evolved the Dali Vajra Fist into a real form, and the phantom of the glaring Vajra appeared, but it should only be the first real form, only manifested for a while, and then disappeared.

    "King Kong True Fist!"

    Jian Mu let out a loud shout and struck out with a punch. At this moment, he himself was like a Vajra God of War, his punches were like swords, as if sword energy gushed out from his fists.

    "Roar!"

    There was a miserable roar of the tiger, very real, the real shape of the tiger-shaped fist was pierced by Jian Mu's punch, and it shattered into the air with a bang.

    "Pfft!"

    Zhao Wuliang spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face was pale, he stepped back and came to the edge of the arena, and was blown off the arena by Jian Mu's punch.

    Zhao Wuliang forcibly stabilized his figure, but spit out another mouthful of blood, half kneeling on the ground.

    "I lost." Zhao Wuliang's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, although unwilling, he still said this sentence.

    This time, the crowd didn't know how to be shocked. The Yizitang suffered a setback again. The number one expert in their hall, Zhao Wuliang, was at the seventh level of Qi, and was defeated by Jianmu, even breaking the real-level tiger-shaped fist.

    The strength of Jianmu has now completely overturned their impression of the number one cripple in the outer court. The number one master in the Yizitang has been defeated by him, and he has practiced the Dali Vajra Fist to its true form.

    Although it is just the beginning of the true form and has not been fully manifested, as long as you get familiar with it once or twice, it will be stable.

    In the outer courtyard, there are not many people who can really cultivate a martial skill to its true form, even in the Jiazitang, there are only a handful of people.

    Zhao Wuliang was defeated and jumped off the ring by himself. This made everyone in Yizitang look like they had eaten dead rats. Their faces were pale, livid, flushed, and there were all kinds of colors.

    "Why is this happening! Why!"

    "Our Yizitang all lost in the hands of this trash, I am not reconciled! I am too reconciled!"

    The people in Yizitang were roaring, and their mentor, Wang Lan, was already so fat and trembling with anger that even rouge and gouache could not cover the liver color on her face.

    What happened today is really unacceptable to her.

    Especially not long ago, she was still flaunting her posture in front of Qin Yan, oppressing everyone in their T-shaped hall could not lift their heads.

    Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sword priest of their T-shaped hall swept away all the people in their T-shaped hall by himself, and let them return home. It was really like what Jian Mu said before, none of their B-shaped hall passed.  .

    This was a naked slap in the face, and the slap was so loud that Wang Lan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood at the moment, and he couldn't hold back his face.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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