Pokémon: The Elf King

"Your sword is not bad, but it will be more tricky if the angle is a little more deflected."

"Your sword is not concealed enough, and the movement of your lower limbs is too obvious."

"Your magic pestle is pretty good, but you're not proficient in recovering it after being blocked."

Li Feng swept away thousands of troops and forced the three of them back at the same time, holding a spear and smiling lightly.

Guo Furong's expression was solemn, she couldn't believe that as a true disciple, she couldn't even force Li Feng's steps back a step.

Is there such a big gap between the martial arts master and himself? !

Lin Buqun's originally sword-browed and star-eyed eyes now turned dark and cold. While raising the Qingfeng sword, his left hand pointed at Li Feng with the sword finger as the center line.

Taking a step forward, the Qingfeng sword in his right hand suddenly fell back, and immediately following the trend, he stabbed more than ten swords in a row.

Every sword is directed at the vital points, eyes, mouth, nose, heart, throat, etc.

Dazzling stabbing swords saw that this time Li Feng didn't even raise his spear, he just turned his head and sideways to dodge as much as possible!

The gap is so big that it makes people desperate!

"You practiced the Thirteen Swords of Death well." Li Feng commented casually.

Lin Buqun's eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't even have the qualifications to make Li Feng pull out his weapon by himself?

Li Feng didn't realize that he was so strong at first, but as the time of resonating with Xanadu became longer, he found that his eyes became more and more sensitive, and what he saw became clearer and clearer.

Knowing Xanadu very well, he can naturally guess that it is probably Xanadu's "white eyes" that have affected him.

Because of this, Li Feng's pupils are not the eyes of normal people at all, and the movements of Lin Buqun, Guo Furong and Monk Jueyuan seem to him like a slow motion of the left and right hands.

This cannot be avoided, let alone a martial arts master.

At this time, Li Feng, who is highly skilled and courageous, directly put away the long stick and carried it behind his back.

Stretch out your hands in a gesture.

Guo Furong's eyes froze.

Lin Buqun's eyes were cold.

Monk Jueyuan clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

How big is the gap between weapons?

A conservative estimate is more than ten times.

Aside from the kind of high-level martial arts that blast out energy flow with one punch, it is mainly low-to-medium martial arts, and it also requires close-to-hand combat. Having a weapon is ten times stronger than not having a weapon.

With the same strength, those with weapons can basically beat ten of those without weapons.

Li Feng's actions in front of him are equivalent to completely abandoning his own advantages as a martial arts master.

Taking a punch may not necessarily cause serious damage.

But if you eat a sword, you will definitely be severely injured.

Li Feng's right hand was in front of him, his left hand rested on his right hand, and his right index finger was slightly bent, looking at the three of them, he suddenly shouted angrily:

"You... come here!"

The three rushed forward at the same time, Guo Furong's body was as light as a flying swallow, with a flick of the sword, the person followed the sword like a butterfly piercing a flower and stabbed at Li Feng.

Li Feng did not step back, but took a step forward, moved a little body away, and approached Guo Furong instantly with the whole posture leaning against the sword.

Guo Furong's sword was only a hair's breadth away from Li Feng's eyes, but it was as if the sky could not overcome it.

The next moment, Li Feng raised the knife and instantly hit Guo Furong's sword-holding wrist, and in an instant, he snatched the blade with his bare hands.

And the moment he got Guo Furong's sword, Li Feng turned his back and adjusted his forehead, and accurately picked up Monk Jueyuan's Demon Subduing Pestle!

All in one go!

Just like a martial arts blockbuster!

But everyone knows that this is definitely an actual battle. In actual combat, the opponent is played with in the palm of his hand, and such outrageous things as empty-handed snatching of the blade have come out, so what else is there to fight!

At the moment when Monk Jueyuan's Jiangmo pestle was lifted flying, Li Feng was actually open-minded. Lin Buqun's movements were like ghosts, and his speed was astonishingly fast. With this speed, he was definitely at the level of a martial arts master!

Like a visitor from hell, the dark sword comes from the shadows!

Li Feng, however, seemed to have expected it long ago, he pushed Guo Furong away with his palm and at the same time used the reaction force to make Lin Buqun's Qingfeng sword close to Li Feng's body by an inch, but he retreated.

Smiling, Li Feng drew his sword to block Lin Buqun's Qingfeng sword, and then jumped into the air, flying from outside the sky like a reaction force.

A sword comes from the west.

Flying Immortals!

Kicking down a big tree, Li Feng used the reaction force to strike out with the sword, the sword light was like snow!

Clang!

Lin Buqun's three-foot Qingfeng sword breaks!

Besieging three people, one fell to the ground and vomited blood, and the other broke his sword.

There is only one person left.

Sanying vs. Li Feng?

There is no fighting back!

Chapter 392 Winning the championship

One thing is embarrassing at the moment.

That is, Li Feng is the only one left in the entire master class of the Martial Arts Conference.

"One thing to say, is there still a need for this ring competition?" The head of Wudang on the judge's table smiled and looked at the heads of other sects.

Is there any need to compare?

Than a fart!

Do you see who else can enter the top 32?

Thus, the most wonderful martial arts conference appeared.

Before entering the main match, Li Feng was announced as the leader of Donghuang World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association and the head of the gymnasium.

podium.

Li Feng stood alone on the stage, and the Kuaiyin platform, which had obtained the live broadcast rights of the martial arts meeting, sent a host to conduct an on-site interview.

Originally, there was no such link, but who made the competition at the main level directly and greatly shorten the time?

You can only add a little interactive link to increase the influence by the way.

"Hi, Mr. Li Feng, I'm Fang Yi, the host of the live broadcast on the Kuaiyin platform."

Fang Yi is wearing professional attire, the most distinctive feature is the obvious dimple on her faint smile.

"Hello." Li Feng responded politely.

Fang Yi: "First of all, congratulations to Mr. Li Feng for being the leader of the main level of this Martial Arts Conference. Heroes come out of youth, and he has become a martial arts master at such a young age. Could you share your journey or experience?"

"Experience?" Li Feng pondered for a moment and said, "100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, 10-kilometer long-distance running every day, and no matter how hot the air conditioner is, and at the same time beat all kinds of exercises in the process of exercising." All kinds of opponents."

"As I continue to exercise, my hair will become less and less, and eventually I will become stronger than me after I become bald."

Fang Yi: ...

Crowd: ...

Are you really exercising?

If you don't want to say it, don't fool people!

Even if you want to fool people, tell the truth, you are too fake!

Li Feng said sincerely: "This is my training method."

The fact is true, Li Feng does exercise every day in order to prevent his body from "rusting". The only difference is that there is no ten-kilometer long-distance running.

[I believe you ghost, what is the relationship between becoming bald and becoming stronger? 】

[This amount of training is just a warm-up for professional-level martial arts practitioners! 】

Netizens thought they could hear some magic tricks training methods, but it turns out that Li Feng is such a cheater!

Immediately, the entire barrage was full of bad reviews.

Fang Yi resolutely changed the topic. Maybe martial arts practitioners keep their training methods secret. Li Feng's joking way of answering should be to avoid embarrassment on the spot.

As an excellent host, you must be able to comprehend this meaning.

So she changed the subject and said, "Mr. Li Feng, how do you feel about winning the championship?"

Li Feng praised: "Donghuang's martial arts is extensive and profound, this time I have seen a lot of unique skills of martial arts geniuses, and I have gained a lot."

"Secondly, of course I'm very happy. I didn't expect me, a disciple of Wudang layman, to win the first prize."

Versailles!

Top Versailles!

Wudang layman disciple?

Martial arts master? !

Be yourself!

In the Wudang faction, the old Taoist ate roast chicken and looked at Li Feng frantically pretending with a cheerful expression.

Netizens were even more silenced by Li Feng's coercion.

Fang Yi felt that this topic seemed to offend others, so she changed the subject again and said, "Mr. Li Feng, do you have any expectations or ideas for your future?"

"A genius like you should have a very lofty goal, right?"

Li Feng looked at the people around him, and said with a smile on his face: "You must know that Shaori Na Yunzhi is the best in the world."

The meaning of this poem is very simple. When I was young, I set my ambition to go to the sky and promised to be the first-class person in the world.

It's even simpler to change it to the vernacular.