Astral Apostle

   Chapter 223 Competition

   bang bang bang.

  Luo Zhen suddenly applauded, attracting everyone's attention.

   "Chen Zhaizhu is worthy of being a hero in the world, and his courage is extraordinary."

   Zhou Jing turned to look at him: "Who are you."

   "Poor Luo Zhen, the head of the Nanhua School."

   Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that it was you, the invitation to the martial arts conference, you were the one who gave it to me. Speaking of which, I came to the realm of Huyang, and I haven't visited this neighbor."

   Luo Zhen's eyes twitched, she stabilized her expression, and said solemnly:

"Chen Zhaizhu, I'm waiting for the reason for holding the martial arts conference. You must already know the reason. All the colleagues here are here for you to break the rules of the rivers and lakes. The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say more, so let's draw it down and follow your opinion. Act according to the rules, learn from each other, and use your skills to compete. If you can beat you by half a trick, I hope you will keep your promise, return the sect secrets you took away, and stop spreading them around.”

   "I'll keep my word, I can beat the gun in my hand, I can say anything."

   Zhou Jing nodded.

   His eyes swept across the ranks of the sects, and he paused on Lin Song, but moved away like a stranger, and asked casually:

   "I have heard of the prestige of the eight sects in the rivers and lakes. Are these sects gathered today?"

   Hearing the lack of respect in Zhou Jing's tone, many people in the sect snorted and looked dissatisfied.

  Luo Zhen nodded and said solemnly, "Even though you and I are opponents today, people in my generation act first, and we should be the first to serve as soldiers. This will introduce you to some experts from various factions."

  Speaking, Luo Zhen introduced the characters of each school around him one by one, not only to Zhou Jing, but also to all the people in the arena, so that the people in the arena would know which school was leading the event and make a name for it.

  Wushan School, Qingyang School, Zixiao Palace, King Kong School... The people in each school reported their own family, and gave Zhou Jing a perfunctory gesture with a reluctant attitude.

   Zhou Jing was secretly happy when he heard that each family had a great background.

  The big factions of the rivers and lakes have basically arrived, and the masters have gathered to pass this level. It is estimated that the milestone of [No.1 in the world] will be in place in one wave.

   He only brought a few minions to the meeting this time. Guo Haishen, Fang Zhen and others wanted to accompany them, but they were all discouraged by him.

Because the martial arts conference was widely circulated in the rivers and lakes, Lulin knew that he would not miss the appointment, so he estimated that after a winter of preparations for the other two Jiaojiao in Huyang, they might attack while he was not in the stockade, so he let the leaders stay in the stockade. I presided over the situation, and I went to the meeting alone.

  The martial arts conference is a dragon pool and a tiger's den for ordinary people, but it is easy to come and go by myself, and there is nothing to worry about.

   Soon, all the sects had registered their names, all staring at Zhou Jing, silent, the atmosphere in the field suddenly tense.

   Zhou Jing looked around and laughed loudly: "It seems that the gossip is over, what do the heroes from all walks of life want to do? Is it one piece, or one by one?"

  Luo Zhen said solemnly: "We are righteous people, we won't rely on too many people, and naturally we will fight with you one by one, only the level of martial arts.

   "Okay, then who would like to play against me first?"

   Zhou Jing carried the iron panlong spear and looked around.

   Seeing that we are finally going to fight, many people around the arena watching the show retreated, making the open space in the field wider for people to learn and compete.

   After a few breaths, a middle-aged man walked out from the ranks of the various sects. His temples were white and he held a red tassel spear. He took a stance and shouted:

   "I have heard that Chenzhai's master spear skills are excellent, and he is a martial artist in the Nine Curves Gate. I would like to learn the tricks!"

   Jiuqumen is not one of the eight major factions, but it is also a major faction that is only half-finished. It seeks life in the Central Plains, and its power is not bad. Today, it came out to take the lead, obviously wanting to win the lottery and grow a face in front of the Jianghu people.

   Zhou Jing glanced at him, suddenly inserted the iron panlong spear into the ground, and stepped forward with both hands empty.

   "What do you mean?" Zhong Wu was taken aback and frowned, "Why did you throw down your weapon and quickly raise your gun to fight me."

   "We don't need weapons to deal with you."

   Zhou Jing grinned.

   "Arrogant! The thief looks at the gun!"

  Zhong Wu was furious, shook his spear, and stabbed his spear.

   His internal strength is not bad, and his strength penetrates the tip of the spear. In an instant, he stabbed a dense cold light in front of him, as fast as a shower, showing a good marksmanship, which made many Jianghu people nodded.

   "This is the Long River Spear Technique of Jiuqumen. As the guardian of the door, Zhong Wu is quite accomplished in the use of spears. This style of 'Shocking Wave Breaking Jade' is quite skilled, even the masters have to shy away from the edge."

   An elder in the eight sects stroked his beard and praised,

   However, at this moment, Zhou Jing did not retreat, but instead advanced, bullied himself to meet him, and grabbed his hands out.

  Click!

   The next moment, the spear glowing in the sky dissipated instantly.

  I saw Zhou Jing clasped the tip of the spear tightly, no matter how hard Zhong Wu tried, he couldn't break free, and his palm was as strong as gold and iron, and the spear blade couldn't cut the flesh at all.

   "What a great horizontal practice!"

   Seeing this scene, many experts in the arena changed their color slightly.

   At this time, Zhou Jing's feet sank, and his muscles flowed like water waves, and he burst into short bursts of energy. The movement was like a tiger's roar.

  Zhong Wu only felt that this internal energy was like a bull rushing, destroying the dry and pulling the rotten force and crushing his energy. The whole person was like being struck by lightning.

   The tiger's mouth with both hands burst together, the blood flowed, and the trembling continued.

   "This is the subduing dragon and subduing tiger?!"

   Those who knew the goods at the scene exclaimed.

  The people of the King Kong Sect, one of the eight major sects, stood up suddenly and were in a state of surprise.

   The inner strength that this person exerts is exactly the martial arts of their King Kong Sect!

   "How could you tell me to send a peculiar school?!"

   King Kong Sect Sect Master was shocked and shouted.

  Zhou Jing let out a sigh of turbid breath, and stood up after receiving his work. He raised his eyebrows and looked at this person, but he was too lazy to hide it, and told the truth:

   "Don't you know that the master of Fuhumen in the Jiangchun realm was once a disciple of the King Kong Sect, and I got my martial arts from him."

   However, the King Kong sect master did not believe this statement at all, and categorically said:

"Bullshit! Your skills in subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger are very profound, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are very skilled. You have at least ten years of hard work, and it is absolutely impossible that you have just learned it! You must have learned the secret art of my school long ago. Bring it in!"

   Hearing this, Zhou Jing couldn't help but smile.

   This skill of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger is too domineering and destroys the meridians, so although he did not teach it stingly, almost no one under his command practiced it, and he was the only one who practiced this kung fu.

   Unexpectedly, after getting started, he found that this internal skill was extremely suitable for his physique. He practiced a thousand miles a day, and cooperated with his own aptitude and practice to speed up. After a winter of practice, the level of subduing the dragon and the tiger has now risen to Lv5.

   In just a few months, he has practiced an internal skill to such a degree that in the eyes of these normal people, it is completely impossible, and no one will believe it when he says it. It is not surprising that everyone in the King Kong Sect was shocked.

In addition, his other martial arts have also progressed to varying degrees. Among them, he spent the most time on the [Martial Daoist] system, and his mastery of the basic tempering method and the wind flow has improved, providing him with More attribute bonuses.

   At this time, in the face of the King Kong Sect's questioning, Zhou Jing raised the Baiying spear that Zhong Wu had dropped, shook the spear, and hummed:

   "Better than me first, then other things."

He didn't plan to use the iron and iron panlong gun, for fear of scaring people away. He also wanted to play more masters to enrich his record and promote the progress of the milestone, so at this time, he simply used someone else's wooden gun, not being reckless, but playing a little bit. Hand live.

   When the two were talking, Zhong Wu was still bleeding, and the disciple of Jiuqumen quickly came out and helped him back.

The people from the King Kong Sect couldn't sit still. Immediately, a master in the door came forward to challenge. Zhou Jing patiently followed him for a few moves. At the tenth move, he saw the opportunity and took a shot in the opponent's leg, defeating the enemy. .

   Seeing that someone fired the first shot, the masters of various sects took turns to challenge.

   Zhou Jing did not use brute force any more, and went back to his familiar skills, taking skills.

Bai Ying's spear can be stabbed or picked, and several spear techniques can be easily converted in his hands. Although it is not a magic skill, it is also used without leakage, and its power is amazing. In order to confuse everyone, he deliberately controls the degree of strength. Generally, it takes a few rounds to fight. Repel opponents, most of the time no more than ten.

   For him, this kind of fighting intensity is not as good as his morning exercise, it is simply old age.

   The sect masters were defeated one by one, and Zhou Jing quickly won thirteen games in a row.

  Many Jianghu people watched in amazement.

  Chen Feng's deeds are spread all over the world, but people in Jianghu in many places have never seen it with their own eyes.

   Today, I saw Chen Feng show his great power, and people from all corners of the world were hooked.

Although this Chen Feng is not like the rumors that "opening up mountains and cracking rocks is easy, like gods and demons descending into the mortal world", but every move and style is harmonious, and every release and closing are wonderful to the top, and the power travels all over the body, connecting and connecting There is no obstruction, just like flowing water, the hardness and softness are combined, and there is an indescribable charm in the gestures.

   In contrast, many people only feel that the martial arts they practice is simply the style of a crop, and this Chen Feng's skill really shows the charm of the word "wu", which makes them fascinated.

   And many masters who know goods are looking more and more serious.

  Luo Zhen and other sect leaders gathered together, frowning and looking at the field, while whispering:

   "This person's martial arts may have reached the realm of returning to nature."

   "Indeed, and his marksmanship is also superb, it's amazing... However, it is rumored that he is amazing, why didn't he show it at this time?"

   "It must be that this thief knew that I was waiting for a wheel battle, and deliberately saved his strength, indicating that he did have concerns."

   "Yes, no matter how good this person is in martial arts, if he continues to fight, his internal strength will continue to be depleted. Sooner or later, he will show a decline. I don't have to worry about it."

   The heads of each faction nodded secretly and came to a consensus.

   On the other side, a sect disciple came to Sha Xingzhou and asked in a low voice:

   "I don't know when Senior Sha shot?"

  Sha Xingzhou took his eyes back with difficulty, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and forced himself to say naturally: "What's the hurry, let's take a look..."

   As an expert in the world of Jianghu in the difficult environment of the northwest, he looked down on the southern martial arts in his heart. He had disapproved of Chen Feng a few days ago.

   But today, seeing with his own eyes the martial arts of this man returning to the basics, Sha Xingzhou was astonished in his heart, and suddenly he was a little discouraged.

  The reputation of working hard for a lifetime, he does not want to be a stepping stone to others and fulfill others.

   Just at this moment, another expert in the arena who went up to challenge was defeated by Zhou Jing's spear. He was smashed into the crowd by the back collar, and he fell in all directions. He was quite embarrassed.

   Seeing this, the disciple of this sect simply bowed and cupped his hands and said sincerely: "I will send a heavy reward to invite Senior Sha to go south. It is for today, and I hope that Senior will help."

  Sha Xingzhou suddenly had a headache, and it was difficult for him to ride a tiger for a while. He secretly regretted taking advantage of others, and was invited to help his fist.

   "Forget it, I'll go meet this thief!"

   As soon as he gritted his teeth, he braved his head to meet him, his back was quite sad and desolate.

   Tomorrow chapter says it should be restored

   (end of this chapter)