This was probably the most exciting duel so far in the Golden Snake Convention. The materialization of Sword Qi and the use of one's hand as a saber — these skills that only existed in legends were actually seen with their own eyes. The heroes of Jianghu exclaimed in delight.
Looking at the plain-looking Little Monk in the field, Song Qingshu frowned. It seems that he was hiding his strength when he fought with Murong Fu.
But thinking about it, the [Shaolin 72 Consummate Skills] that was driven by the [Little Non-Phase Technique] could only scare ordinary experts, but against a top expert like Ah Qing, it was really asking to be humiliated. Therefore, Xu Zhu immediately used his trump card [Dark North Divine Art].
Seeing the various wonders of [Dark North Divine Art], Song Qingshu secretly smacked his lips. Xu Zhu's [Dark North Divine Art] should be the complete version, far better than Duan Yu's. Moreover, it seems to be much stronger than Ren Woxing's [Absorbing Stars].
This Xu Zhu is obviously a Shaolin disciple, but he has the [Carefree Sect's Divine Art]. Who taught him? Could it be the one in the Scripture Pavilion?
Xu Zhu is proficient in the [Little Non-Phase Technique] and [Dark North Divine Art]. Did he learn [Tianshan Six Yang Palm], [Tianshan Plum Breaking Hand], [Life and Death Talisman] … These top skills … Ah Qing may be in danger.
Tianshan Six Yang Palm and [Tianshan Plum Breaking Hand] may be amazing, but Ah Qing's sword energy is so oppressive that Xu Zhu can't even get close to her. Thus, these two martial arts are useless. On the other hand, [Life and Death Talisman] is a long-range skill that can't be guarded against. It also has its own control characteristics. If Ah Qing is hit, wouldn't this super expert have to listen to the Shaolin Temple?
After several contacts with the Shaolin Temple, Song QingShu did not feel that the monks of the Shaolin Temple were the kind of compassionate people that he had imagined. On the contrary, the entire Shaolin Temple seemed to have a kind of ambition for this chaotic world.
Thinking of his bad relationship with the Shaolin Temple, Song Qingshu couldn't help but secretly pinch a few small stones in his hand. If Ah Qing really doesn't guard against it, he will ignore the rules of the convention and help her block those thin ice flakes.
While the experts below the stage were pondering who would have the last laugh, the two people in the stage were not idle either.
Xu Zhu knew that when he broke Ah Qing's weapon with his hand, it seemed like he had the upper hand. However, using the Dark North Divine Art consumed a lot of internal force, while Ah Qing's sword energy could be easily used. If the stalemate continued, he would lose without a doubt.
"Xuzhu, wine!" As if he had guessed what Xuzhu was thinking, Xuan Cheng, who was under the arena, waved his robe and a jar of liquor shot toward Xuzhu's palm like a water arrow.
"This monk has such a deep inner strength." Xuan Cheng's move caused another round of exclamations.
Xuzhu waved his hand and the liquor in his hand turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. Song Qingshu's expression changed and he exclaimed, "Be careful of hidden weapons!"
Song Qingshu didn't directly call out the name of the Life-Death Note because he was worried that Ah Qing didn't know what the Life-Death Note was. If Ah Qing was distracted, it would be bad. However, it was different to call her "be careful of hidden weapons." After all, it was an instinct for martial artists to be careful of hidden weapons.
As soon as Song QingShu's voice fell, Xu Zhu clasped his hands together and the ice block in his hand shattered into thousands of thin ice shards. In an instant, the ice shards spread out like a swarm of wasps, attacking Ah Qing from all directions.
Xuzhu shot out so many ice flakes at once because he knew that with Ah Qing's martial arts, one or two Life-Death Notes would not be able to hit her. Now that Ah Qing had seen the Life-Death Note, it would be even more difficult for her to hit him. As such, Xuzhu planned to finish the battle in one go. While A Qing was confused, he would attack with all his strength. As long as he could hit his opponent, he would win.
Song Qingshu's face darkened. These two bald donkeys were quite cunning. The Life-Death Notes made with liquor were ten times faster than ordinary Life-Death Notes. As long as Ah Qing was hit by one of the ice flakes, she would immediately lose her ability to fight. However, how many Life-Death Notes could he block with the small stones in his hand? She could only rely on herself …
With Ah Qing's eyesight, she could see that the ice flakes were only thin ice flakes. She didn't think it was a big deal at first, thinking that the ice flakes would melt when they touched her body. How powerful could they be?
However, when she heard Song Qingshu's words, she immediately became vigilant. "Are these hidden weapons?"
Although she didn't know why, Ah Qing gave up the idea of trying and decided to knock down the ice flakes first. She made a sword gesture and flew up in a spiral. As her body rotated, it was like a boulder was thrown into a calm lake. Waves of cyan sword energy spread out like ripples.
When the Life-Death Notes touched the ripples formed by the sword energy in the air, it was like the beginning of the world.
When the snow met the scorching sun, it disappeared without a trace.
Seeing Ah Qing moving toward him, Xuzhu wanted to fight back, but he was shocked to find that all his power seemed to be imprisoned by an unknown force. He couldn't use any of his power at all. He could only watch Ah Qing's sword energy approach his throat.
The people below the arena widened their eyes in horror. They felt an inexplicable pressure in the air, and it was extremely difficult for them to even lift their fingers.
Xuan Cheng's body shook, and his face turned red. Obviously, he had suffered serious internal injuries in order to break free. He couldn't help but think, "Even though I'm far away from the arena, I'm still under such a strong restriction. What kind of terrifying situation is facing Xuzhu in the arena?"
"Little monk, you lost." With Ah Qing's bell-like laughter, everyone in the field felt relieved and looked at the delicate girl on the stage as if they were looking at a monster.
"Yes, I lost." Xuzhu's face was ashen as he murmured. He was a disciple of the Shaolin Temple who had been carefully trained for more than 20 years. This time, he was going to amaze the world and win glory for the Shaolin Temple, but he was defeated by a girl.
However, the crowd below the arena did not think that Xuzhu was honorable even though he had lost. Xuzhu was just an ordinary Shaolin disciple, but the strength he had displayed was shocking enough. Being able to fight against a Sword Immortal like Ah Qing was enough to kill most of the people here in an instant.
It seemed that this girl had already won the Golden Snake King. This was what almost everyone in the arena thought at this moment.
"This girl is simply invincible. No matter who enters the finals, they will definitely lose. It's just a matter of who can last longer." Yang Miaozhen, who had always been proud and arrogant, was disheartened at this moment. She couldn't help but look at the other two in the Top 4.
They saw Yang Guo sitting there expressionlessly. The pale knuckles on the hand that held the black iron sword showed the nervousness in his heart. On the other side, Song Qingshu …
Uh?
Yang Miaozhen was surprised to see him smiling and relaxed, as if he had a card up his sleeve.
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