Lord of Kyushu

Chapter 134
Unlike Yang Ze, Shui Ziming's face was a bit gloomy. He didn't expect Yang Ze to persist to this point, nor did he expect Yang Ze to become his opponent at this time.

But soon Shui Ziming adjusted his mentality. Since Yang Ze let him meet him, it was just right. Taking this opportunity, he must take care of Yang Ze.

Anyway, in this martial arts tournament, swords and guns have no eyes, and it is normal to have a real fire in the arena, and it is normal to stop in time. You cannot kill people, but it is completely allowed to miss once in a while and seriously injure the opponent.

Shui Ziming began to think about this matter. He was not worried at all that he would lose to Yang Ze. From his point of view, this was simply impossible. He was only half a step away from refining his true essence. How could he be defeated by a In the hands of the registered disciple of the ninth stage of true vitality.

Yang Ze looked at Shui Ziming with a gloomy expression, and knew without thinking that Shui Ziming must be planning some bad things. He was not afraid that Shui Ziming was planning these things, because he was also thinking about how to give Shui Ziming Arrange something.

Before they even made a move, the two had their own thoughts and stared at each other, with fighting intent rising from their eyes.

Seeing this situation, the deacons in the audience already sensed that something was wrong. Several outer disciples cooperated with him to control all corners of the arena to avoid emergencies later.

With an order, the competition began. Shui Ziming and Yang Ze rushed out at the same time. At that moment, the aura of the two of them exploded to their peak state, their fists and palms interlaced and collided with each other.

Bang bang bang!
The two figures collided head-on on the ring, you slapped me and I punched, the blows were extremely fierce.

Yang Ze slapped out a palm, and the wind of the palm was filled with true vitality, lifting a layer off the surface of the arena, and Shui Ziming's side was dodging Yang Ze's palm force.

Shui Ziming punched out, and the wind of the fist roared, the real essence was shaken out from this punch, and under the bombardment of the real essence, a big hole was punched out on the ground of the ring.

Even Yang Ze didn't dare to take Shui Ziming's fist head-on, so he had to back away to avoid Shui Ziming's attack.

After fighting back and forth for dozens of rounds, Yang Ze was also surprised by Shui Ziming's strength. This person was able to occupy a place among the top [-] registered disciples last time, and now he has broken through to a half-step first-rank.

After a few fights, Yang Ze relied on the big spin to break the front and dealt with Shui Ziming, and there were already signs of falling into the wind. If it goes on for a long time, he will lose.

At this time, Shui Ziming's double fists attacked more fiercely. There was a layer of true essence wrapped around his fists, and he punched out suddenly. True Yuan.

Yang Ze's eyes were a little dignified, and there was a gust of palm wind with his right hand, but he couldn't resist the blowing fist wind at all, and quickly retreated backward.

After retreating only a few steps, Yang Ze flipped his body in the air, avoiding this attack of true energy, and landed behind Shui Ziming, and struck Shui Ziming's back with his right hand.

Shui Ziming turned around and punched, and there was a wave in the fist that shook out together with the punch. Yang Ze quickly slapped out with the other hand, resisting the wave with both palms, but his body was pushed back for a short distance. the distance.

Using both arms to remove the wave, Yang Ze saw that his shirt with two sleeves had been completely shattered.

I was quite surprised in my heart, the power of the true essence was indeed much stronger than the true vitality.

Shui Ziming in front of him had refined his true essence, stepped into the half-step first-rank realm, and needed to consume a lot of true vitality to counteract each attack.

Seeing Yang Ze's strenuous appearance, Shui Ziming sneered.

"Give up, you are not my opponent, there is no way to make up the gap between nine-stage true vitality and half-step first-grade!"

"Whether it's an opponent or not, we have to fight to know."

There was no intention on Yang Ze's face, Qi Yang Jue was running, and the aura on his body climbed to the peak level again. With a wave of both palms, the power of the palms exploded, surrounding him, forming a cyclone barrier to protect himself.

Then the two palms were directly pressed out, and the true vitality surrounding him blasted out, and at the moment of blasting out, a layer of the surface of the ring was directly lifted, and it was shot at Shui Ziming.

Shui Ziming snorted coldly, and a ray of true energy shot out from his hand, and the rolled up layer of ground exploded just as soon as it reached his body, turning into billowing thick fog and spreading away.

In the billowing thick fog, Shui Ziming's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly for a moment, but his ears heard the appearance of a few breaking winds, his mind was concentrated, and his hands quickly stretched out.

There were true essence condensed in the palms of his hands, following the positions where the breaking wind sounds came from, he shot directly to block the attacks from the positions where the sounds came from.

A few attacks hit his palm, but did not cause him any injuries. Shui Ziming looked at his palm, there were only a few white spots on it.

However, the attack was not over yet. More and more sounds of breaking wind came, Shui Ziming frowned, and kept resisting, but no matter how he resisted, he would eventually be negligent once.

In this dense fog, he failed to catch several attacks, and finally landed on his body, piercing through his clothes, and poking a few small holes in his skin.

Feeling the pain, Shui Ziming's expression was fierce, and he shouted angrily: "Hide and hide, Yang Ze, is this your method? Do you think these little tricks of yours can threaten me? I'll let you see, I What is real strength like?"

He had just finished speaking, and before he could make a move, suddenly Yang Ze's figure jumped out of the thick fog in front of him, and there was a saber light appearing with Yang Ze.

Holding a long knife in his hand, Yang Ze rushed to Shui Ziming, a fierce tiger slashed down the mountain, the light of the knife fell, and the aura of the knife burst out, directly slashing at Shui Ziming's head.

Shui Ziming's eyes flashed brightly, and the moment the long knife appeared, he immediately felt a murderous intent descend, and without even thinking about it, he mobilized the true energy in his whole body.

The palms were grabbed suddenly, and the saber energy blasted on his palms, and they collapsed directly.

Shui Ziming's hand still didn't stop, and continued to grab out. When Yang Ze's long knife fell, he clasped his palms and clamped the long knife in his hand.

The real energy in the palm poured out, the gap that existed on Yang Ze's long knife was greatly shaken, cracks were all over the knife instantly, and with a click, the long knife shattered.

The long knife that accompanied Yang Ze from Yuyang City to Misty Martial Arts Academy was finally destroyed at this moment.

At the very moment, before Shui Ziming could make a move, Yang Ze threw the broken handle of the knife with his right hand, and pulled back behind him, causing the black cloth behind him to fly up.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the scabbard behind him started to move. The bloody sword had been sealed for several months, and finally came out of its sheath at this time.

The light of the knife flashed, and the moment the bloody knife appeared, a bloody aura emanated from the knife. When Shui Ziming felt the bloody aura, his expression was in a daze.

Just in such a trance, Yang Ze seized this opportunity, moved the blood sword in his hand, and killed the tiger. At this moment, Yang Ze used the blood sword to cast it.

The moment Shui Ziming swung the long knife, Shui Ziming returned to his normal state. Seeing the knife slashing towards him, the real essence in his palm greeted the slashed knife.

As a result, Shui Ziming regretted the moment the two sides touched each other.

The sharp edge on the Xuesha knife erupted, and the real essence in Shui Ziming's palm could not be avoided under this sharp edge. Even though Shui Ziming's hand was drawn back, the knife still left a wound on his palm .

The real essence in his hand sealed the wound, Shui Ziming's body retreated suddenly, his face was very ugly, and he said word by word: "This is a sharp weapon!"

Shui Ziming's heart was full of horror, except for a sharp weapon, he couldn't think of any ability that Yang Ze's nine-stage true vitality could break through his own true essence.

He even didn't expect that Yang Ze had a sharp weapon in his hand. The price of each sharp weapon was very expensive. The sharp weapon in Yang Ze's hand didn't look like an ordinary sharp weapon. Why could he have such a sharp weapon.

Yang Ze's gaze was locked on Shui Ziming's body. He had been patiently waiting until now to use this bloody knife, just to catch the enemy by surprise. Now it seems that the effect is still very good.

Sure enough, it was a correct choice to use the Blood Fiend Knife as his hole card. With the Blood Fiend Knife in his hand, he would have a way to deal with it with half a step of the true energy of a first-rank warrior.

"Shui Ziming, can you still laugh now?" Yang Ze waved the Xuesha knife in his right hand, and the true vitality was poured into the Xuesha knife, and the breath on the knife became stronger.

Shui Ziming didn't answer Yang Ze's words, his brows were tightly frowned, his arms spread out, and all the true energy in his body was released at this moment without reservation.

The two palms suddenly pushed forward, and the true essence formed a wave. Under this wave, the whole ring was violently shaken, and a wave of energy blasted towards Yang Ze.

With a movement of the long knife in Yang Ze's hand, this time he did not use the tiger down the mountain anymore, but used the Windward Slash that he had never used before before anyone!
As soon as Yingfeng slashed with the knife, the entire arena was filled with killing intent, and after the killing intent, a saber aura was generated, lingering on the saber.

The moment this scene appeared, the deacons and outer disciples in the audience all stared at Yang Ze intently, and even the elders on the high platform looked sideways.

Although this attack was nothing to them, the killing intent erupted at this moment made them feel a pure artistic conception.

"This son is practicing He Wuxue. He has such killing intent. If he doesn't control it, something will happen in the future." An elder stared at Yang Ze and said earnestly.

(End of this chapter)