The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 254: Controlling Fire and Objects, Courage and Others

Longhu Ridge, No. 9 Arena.

Xu Le looked at Qin Zhiming with a smile on his face.

He was standing on a huge rock with two people beside him.

Qin Zhiming first shook his head and bowed to Chu Ge, then shook his head and bowed to Xu Le.

The two of them were not angry and returned the greeting.
Then, Qin Zhiming jumped up and, like many other disciples, stepped on the branch of a tree that was more than ten meters high.

Seeing this, Sikong Wan also jumped up and stood on the branch next to him.

"Why don't you go to those two?"

"Why don't you go to the deceased's house?"

“I don’t want to be crowded with others.”

"Me too."

As the two chatted, the noise below grew louder.

"I'm coming!"

"Brother Xia! We will win!"

"Brother Zhang! Teach these ignorant people a lesson!"

"Don't you want to die?"

"Stop talking nonsense and join me on the fighting stage."

The quarreling crowd gradually separated, forming two passages.

There were two people in each passage.

Xia Wen is tall and mighty, wearing a goose yellow shorts.

Zhang was a handsome man with a majestic appearance. He was dressed in a green robe and carried a long jade box on his back.

The two men crossed the white jade fence and walked to the center of the arena.

"I have long heard of Brother Xia's reputation for controlling fire, and today I must learn a thing or two from him."

"Just fight, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Xiongjun said nothing more and took out the mountain tour order.

As the two mountain-traveling orders floated into the air, the two men retreated dozens of steps.

Zhang Xiongjun put down the jade box, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"let's start?"

boom!
A ball of fire emitting high temperature was in front of him.

Whoosh!
Snapped!
The fireball exploded into sparks, which turned into dozens of firebirds and flew back to Xia Wen.

Xia Wen frowned and looked at the two conical arrows surrounding Zhang Xiongjun.

The arrowhead is black all over, with four protruding ridges and sunken patterns carved into them.

"interesting."

As Xia Wen spoke, the firebirds spread their wings and attacked Zhang Xiongjun from all directions.

Whoosh!
The arrows flew back and forth at an extremely fast speed, scattering all the firebirds.

boom!
Zhang Xiongjun jumped up from the ground, avoiding the rapidly extending fire net under his feet.

At the same time, Xia Wen moved sideways to avoid the arrows flying towards him.

After extinguishing the fire net and retracting the arrow, the two looked at each other.

"Brother Xia, stop testing me. If you really want to..."

Before he uttered the word "recruit", flames burst out of Xia Wen's feet and he suddenly rushed towards Zhang Xiongjun.

Zhang Xiongjun once again summoned two arrows from the jade box.

Facing the four arrows attacking him, Xia Wen's elbows were blazing and his body was spinning rapidly.

The wind fueled the fire, and a tornado formed by the fire appeared.

Bang!
The four arrows collided with the whirlwind and were immediately blown away by the flames.

Zhang Xiongjun frowned slightly, and four more arrows flew out of the jade box.

He jumped up with both feet, stepping on the four arrows moving in the air, climbing higher and higher.

The whirlwind disappears and summer warmth appears.

He glanced at Zhang Xiongjun in the air, and flames burst out, and his body shot towards his opponent like an arrow.

boom!
Eight black lines collided with the yellow and red flames, and next to them there was a green line falling away from the two.

Then, the intertwined black lines entangled the flames, and the flames chased the green lines.

same moment.

"How is it? Who has a better chance of winning?"

Sikong Wan stared at the arena intently.

"Who are you betting on to win?"

"I won't tell you, so you tell me, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"I think it's Xia Wen, fellow disciple, what do you think?"

Qin Zhiming raised his head and looked at the empty branch next to him.

Under Sikong Wan's puzzled gaze, a beautiful figure slowly appeared.

The woman had a delicate face, beautiful eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, and was wearing a white dress.

"Huangfu Fei."

"Qin Zhiming."

"Brother Qin, why do you think Xia Wen has a good chance of winning?"

"It's just a feeling." Qin Zhiming smiled. "I think Zhang Xiongjun has a better chance of winning. His ability is not to control objects. He is waiting for an opportunity."

"Then keep reading."

"Ah."

When Sikong Wan saw Huangfu Fei, he was a little shocked and sent a message to Qin Zhiming through his mind.

“She is an extraordinary person and a disciple of Tiandeng, not from an aristocratic family.

She only appeared once, fighting with someone and breaking his limbs.

After that, no other student saw her again. "

"Just focus on the competition."

"Oh."

On the arena, Zhang Xiongjun stopped next to the white jade fence.

The raging flames that were constantly entangled by black lines suddenly stopped when they were about to touch him.

Tick, tick.

Xia Wen touched the bloody wound on his neck.

"Wire?"

Zhang Xiongjun stretched out his hands and gently shook his fingers.

Crunch!

Eight arrows surrounded Xia Wen, and six returned behind Zhang Xiongjun, forming a rotating circle.

Two floated to his sides.

Xia Wen looked at Zhang Xiongjun, and there was a faint red line in front of him.

This red line is tied to the ends of the arrows on both sides of Zhang Xiongjun.

It was this red line that cut Xia Wen's neck just now.

It was also Xia Wen's blood that dyed the transparent line red.

If Xia Wen hadn't stopped quickly, he might have been beheaded.

"How did you find out?"

“Those two arrows were very strange, even though they were both attacking me, they always kept a certain distance.

Plus, you smiled when I rushed towards you.

I hated that smile and stopped. ”

"Brother Xia, this is incredible. Unfortunately, the winner has already been decided."

A majestic figure appeared on the right side of Zhang Xiongjun. It was a red flag that was more than ten meters high.

He grabbed the scarlet flagpole and shook it gently. This was his way of blending with the spirit.

"Come!"

Swish!
Xia Wen's face changed drastically, and he quickly used his internal energy to suppress the bloody wound on his neck.

It was a step too late, and a large amount of blood had already gushed out.

Blood flew straight to the red flag and flowed slowly around it.

"You are not a wielder? Then these arrows... do they contain your blood?"

"Hehehe, Brother Xia, isn't it a little late to guess it now?"

In the distance, the branches of a big tree.

"Zhang Xiongjun's aura has enhanced his abilities as an alien?"

“Yes, this is normal, all aliens have this kind of spirit.

Most of the extraordinary people's abilities come from their mind and body. Spirit and courage are the result of the fusion of a warrior's mind, body and internal energy.

Therefore, when the extraordinary people gathered into spirit, their abilities were naturally integrated into it.

Strengthening is nothing. The aura of some extraordinary people can even bring about earth-shaking changes in their own abilities.

By the way, aren’t you also an alien? "

Qin Zhiming smiled and did not answer Sikong Wan's question.

Sikong Wan frowned and muttered:

"Pretending to be profound."

On the other side, the fighting arena.

"Give up, Brother Xia."

There was disdain in Zhang Xiongjun's eyes.

"Otherwise, I'll just have to drain your blood."

Xia Wen let out a long sigh, his face expressionless;
"I didn't expect you would push me to this point.

First use the arrows to confuse me and make me think that your ability is to control objects.

Wait until I get hurt, then use your courage.

You are very strong and powerful, so strong that my internal energy can hardly hold back my blood.

I estimate that within ten breaths, my blood will be drained away."

"You guessed it right. Now there are nine breaths left. Are you going to admit defeat?"

Xia Wen shook his head and smiled grimly:

"No, I have seen your courage, but you have not seen mine.

Eight breaths! The winner will be decided!"

"I think you are looking for death!"

(End of this chapter)