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Chapter 72: Advanced swordsmanship, comprehending the 'fire sea force', invincible divine fist, the true inheritance, but that's it!

Anning County, the four major museum streets.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I heard someone is going to kick the plaque of the Shenquan Gym. If you go too late there will be no seats left!"

"This is the best 'fist' in An Ning. There are dozens of martial arts schools, big and small, and none of them can compare to it. If you want to be a registered one, and you don't even have to serve tea, you have to spend dozens of taels, and they may not even accept it!"

"Tsk tsk, it's so impressive."

"Who is so bold?"

"I heard that his surname is Ji, and he is the head of the Medicine Hall who was rumored to have risen to the top through 'connections' in Fengyun Club."

"what?"

"Then how do we fight? Isn't this ridiculous? Qin Ming from the Divine Fist Sect has mastered the bone tempering technique and is invulnerable to swords and spears. He has also learned the method of silver bone tempering. I heard that it is almost done."

"The gap in strength is so huge, is there any need to fight? The winner will be decided in an instant."

The ten-mile-long street is bustling with noise.

In front of the Shenquan Gate, there was a large open space. The onlookers were looking at the figure who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and a sword on his knees, and they were muttering to themselves.

Among them, Lu Hongyu pulled Lu Yu, who had just run over breathlessly, and asked anxiously:

"Where is Master Duan who taught you martial arts?"

"My disciple stood up for him, why doesn't he come? How can someone go against the will of Heaven like this?"

Lu Yu heard this with a bitter look on his face:
"There's no one at Master Duan's house, and I don't know where he went."

"I heard that he was quite famous back then, so he should come, right?"

He said a little uncertainly.

Wei Zhi, who was standing at the side, pursed her lips and complained:
"It's obvious that he's unreliable. Master Ji must have suffered a lot to be a disciple of such a person. Sigh."

"If he were my father's disciple, I would definitely protect him well. Even if we are not strong enough, we cannot be weaker than him!"

She pursed her lips and looked at the figures of the Divine Fist Sect rushing out in unison. However, there were only a few of them behind Ji Xiu, so they were naturally much weaker than them.

Xu Heng, who was originally joining in the fun at the side and was forcibly pulled over, uttered an "uh" and glanced around. Seeing many people from the Fengyun Society, he said uncertainly:
"How about I pull a few more over?"

However, the conversation was not over yet.

Then I saw Ji Xiu's eyes slowly open:

"please."

it has started!

The onlookers were cheered up, and some people felt nervous.

"I won't bully you either, Ji Xiu."

"The grudges between teachers and students do not involve the next generation."

"but,"

"The reputation of the Divine Fist Sect cannot be taken away just because you say so."

"So based on this alone, you and I are already enemies today!"

Click, click!
Qin Ming, the contemporary face of the Divine Fist Sect and the direct descendant of He Shouyi, crushed the bricks and stones step by step, his eyes heavy:

"Divine Fist Sect, Qin Ming!"

"Please enlighten me!"

Whoosh!
In a moment, Qin Ming's body left a shadow. Under the gaze of the surrounding eyes, they only saw shallow pits in the bricks and tiles, but the figure had already passed through!

In less than a moment, a punch hit his head, as powerful as the sun at its zenith, causing his energy and blood to surge like a furnace, faintly emitting a faint iron-colored and silver glow!
Dangdang Dangdang!
In an instant, Ji Xiu drew his sword, and there was a sound of metal clashing. The fist, which was glowing with a faint glow, collided with his sword, making a clanging sound.

A pair of bare fists can shake an eighth-grade ordinary soldier!

"I have been practicing martial arts since I was young. I used iron sand to temper my skin. Every time I practiced boxing, my knuckles were cracked and bloody. My master also taught me some of the mysteries of 'momentum'. As soon as I break through the stage of refining my skin, he will report to the master and teach me the 'cultivation of momentum and concealment of martial arts'!"

"This punch, the result of nearly thirty years of hard work, can you block it?"

Qin Ming's muscles were shaking wildly, and his fists were raining down like waves. He was shouting angrily, wanting to bring fame to his school, and he smashed the boy into the mud!

Even though Ji Xiu's eyes were glowing silver and he was extremely focused, he was not surprised.

Because Qin Ming had already reached the state of "no distraction" in boxing practice, he had already achieved the idea of being completely focused on the game of life and death.

But even though his fist could resist metal and iron weapons, the force from his tiger's mouth still reminded him.
At this moment, Ji Xiu's muscles, blood, and strength are not inferior to his!

But he had just tempered his bones!

What kind of monster is this! ?
Qin Ming was awe-inspiring and did not dare to be careless. Another knife was coming at him in an instant. He held his breath and concentrated, colliding the tendons of his five fingers, making a tiger and leopard thundering sound, and punched forward!
Just when he thought that this knife would just collide with the previous knife and fist, looking for flaws in each other, draining strength from the blood and marrow until one side was exhausted,
At the moment of intersection!
The black-clothed youth's sleeves trembled, and suddenly the blade became as sharp as gold, unstoppable.

As soon as his fist touched the target, his 'invulnerability' was broken!
As an inexplicable 'sharp momentum' spread.
Stab it!

The tendons and bones on the pair of divine fists were mostly destroyed overnight as the blades cut and broke them!
[Using the 'Sword Mountain and Fire Sea Power', defeated the master of bone tempering. A thousand days of beating is not as good as unsheathing the sword. Advance progress +77!] [Sword Mountain and Fire Sea Power: (390/1000)]

Seeing the words emerging from the Yuanshi Dao Lu, he felt that his sword skills were even more sophisticated, and he had a deeper understanding of the "Knife Mountain Force" that had just been attached.
He exhaled lightly, kicked Qin Ming away, stirred up a cloud of dust, looked around, and finally stared at He Shouyi who was sitting on a throne, and said only one sentence:
“Does the true inheritance of the mantle stop here?”

"not enough!"

The young man was dressed in tight clothes, his spine was straight, and the thick tendons on it stood up.

As dusk fell, the whole person was filled with blood and energy, and the hanging plaque of "Shenquanmen" was almost unable to stand.

The disciples in white robes and black scarves gritted their teeth and could not help but shout:

"presumptuous."

boom!
"Don't do that!"

Stab it!

"Don't be too arrogant"

Ji Xiu took one step at a time. The "force of the mountain of swords and the sea of fire" that was foreseen in the Yuanshi Dao Lu also increased as he drew his sword and gained further insights.
"Walk into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire."

"Baptize my body with the Purgatory of Possa"

Ji Xiu's eyes opened and closed slightly, he raised his sword slightly, looked at the last disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was coming to kill him, and let out a breath.

[Sword Mountain and Fire Sea Strength: (631/1000)! ]

[The master of the ordination has made an advance payment and has reached the Great Completion, and has realized the 'Sea of Fire'! 】

Drink it in one breath.

The air suddenly became hot.

The man's face turned red and he suddenly fell to the ground!

In an instant.

There are more than a dozen disciples in the Shenquan Sect who have a high status and are at least good at tempering their muscles and bones.
Either they were knocked down by the handle of the knife, or they were injured and retreated by the knife!

Finally, Ji Xiu faced He Shouyi of the Divine Fist Sect, pointed at the plaque on the top, and asked:

"Can we pick it now?"

The words fall.

creak creak
He Shouyi's eyes flushed red, even though he was being stared at by everyone, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a leap, he was about to smash the boy's head with one punch!
At this time, it didn’t matter to him whether Duan Chenzhou came or not.

but.

Dusk and moonlit night intertwine.

Just a crescent moon, yet to rise between the Milky Way.

A purple shadow flashed past, and then disappeared into the crowd several feet away.
Just tread lightly.

A knife was cut.

In an instant, a force that seemed to be able to affect the mind emanated.

Everyone was in a trance, as if they saw a full moon and a heavenly sword.

then.

pat.

He Shouyi, who was ready to punch, suddenly dropped his hands.

There was a bloody hole on his chest, with blood gushing out of it.

Seeing this scene, Ji Xiu smiled knowingly, as he had expected this.

In front of him, the one-armed warrior leaned on his sword, frowned and looked at it for a long time, and finally whispered in doubt:

"I"

"Have you ever had any grudge against this kind of people?"

"Can not remember."

His word spread.

He asked Liao Yuanhua from next door to bring his disciples to watch. He clenched the broadsword in his hand for a moment, thinking back to that dark and windy day. He was horrified, but couldn't help feeling lucky.

I am lucky to have saved my life!
He Shouyi, who has an invincible fist and has reached the level of skin refinement.
Just like that, dead! ?
Then, the warrior with the broken arm raised his head and looked at the Great County Master Zhao, whose mouth corners twitched and eyebrows jumped. He retreated behind his old servant and asked with a chuckle:
"Sir, I..."

"It shouldn't be considered a violation of the 'Law of Tranquility', right?"

For a moment, the gentleman was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)