Wei Canglong was an elder of Tie Yi Hall and was now over a hundred years old. He could be considered an old acquaintance of Ji Hong.
Between the two of them, one was the commander of the Gui Yuan Sect's Black Armoured Corps while the other was an elder of Tie Yi Hall. Their ages were about the same. When one was old, they would instead have the temperament of a child. The saying 'old child' or 'old child' was not without reason. Neither of the two were willing to concede to the other. In terms of strength, the two were about the same.
In the past, Wei Canglong had been ranked in the 《Earth Ranking》 once, but Ji Hong had not. This made Wei Canglong feel that he could suppress his old opponent.
Now, Ji Hong's gaze made Wei Canglong furious: "Your Gui Yuan Sect's younger generation has produced a Teng Qingshan, and you're so happy? Hmph, rumor has it that Teng Qingshan defeated Meng Tian. Who knows what the truth is! Maybe he used some underhanded methods. "
Wei Canglong lowered his head to look at Feng Wuxue and said with concern: "Wuxue, there are many experts in this world. Don't mind losing once, just win again next time!"
If nothing went wrong, Feng Wuxue would be the future Clan Leader of Tie Yi Hall. Tie Yi Hall would definitely nurture Feng Wuxue.
"Martial Granduncle! Wuxue understood that Yan Tie's saber arts were indeed powerful. I accept my loss wholeheartedly! However … … "Feng Wuxue looked at the distance, at the barefooted, indifferent youth in short sleeves and said resolutely," Three years! Within three years, I will definitely surpass him! "
Wei Canglong's face revealed a satisfied smile.
"Martial Granduncle, who do you think will win between Teng Qingshan and Sima Feng?" As Feng Wuxue spoke, he glanced at the distance. A sturdy old man with white hair on his temples was walking towards the center of the empty space. That old man wore a green robe and carried a black heavy sword on his back.
Wei Canglong sneered: "Sima Feng, although he is only the Clan Leader of a small sect, he is still over eighty years old and has immersed himself in sword arts for sixty to seventy years. Even you, Wuxue, would find it hard to win against this Sima Feng. Teng Qingshan? Just wait and see! “
… …
In the dark night, torches were lit one after another, illuminating the surroundings red.
Over a thousand martial artists gathered in a circle of several dozen feet, each one of them excited. In the center of the square, there was only one person, the green-robed old man. This green-robed old man said in a loud voice, "Teng Qingshan, could it be that you are afraid?" As he said this, his sharp eyes stared at the nearby Teng Qingshan.
"Teng Qingshan! Are you scared? "
"Where's Teng Qingshan? Come out!"
More than a thousand martial artists were shouting. There were too many people, and no one knew who was shouting. These martial artists were only afraid of the world falling into chaos, so they kept shouting.
"Chichi ~ ~" Teng Qingshan ignored the shouts around him and focused on connecting the two parts of the Reincarnation Spear.
"Sima Feng, you are also an old senior. You can't even wait for me to organize my weapon?" Teng Qingshan's voice echoed in the night sky. At the same time, he strode towards the center of the square. Seeing Teng Qingshan walk out, the thousand martial artists immediately cheered.
Teng Qingshan against Sima Feng!
To be able to watch experts of this level fight was a kind of enjoyment.
"Haha, Teng Qingshan, there is no need for us to chat so much! Let's see our true abilities! "Sima Feng pulled out the black heavy sword from his back.
Clang!
The heavy sword was unsheathed, and the sound of metal vibrating echoed. Holding the black heavy sword with one hand, Sima Feng's face became serious. His entire aura instantly fused with the heavy sword. Sima Feng stood there like a towering mountain, making it impossible for anyone to move him.
"Hu!"
Holding the spear with one hand, Teng Qingshan smiled as he looked at the distant Sima Feng.
… …
"That Sima Feng is one with the sword, and his aura is oppressive. The leader of a sect is indeed an expert. " The barefooted youth, 'Yan Tie', was watching the battle from within the crowd. "However, that Teng Qingshan looks very ordinary. I don't feel that there is anything special about him. En, in a while, we will know. If he relied on his own strength to defeat Meng Tian. Then the battle between him and Sima Feng will be very exciting. "
… …
"Sir Commandant, ruthlessly beat up that old fellow!" Du Hong shouted.
"Qingshan, let him know how powerful you are." Teng Qinghu also shouted excitedly. The group of people from the Gui Yuan Sect had arrived long ago. At this moment, they were all cheering for Teng Qingshan. As for that Commander Guan, he was coldly watching the battle that was about to begin.
… …
Among so many martial artists, there were also many experts. Each and every one of them were watching seriously. The thousand people suddenly became silent.
Sima Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed. Holding the heavy sword with one hand, he walked towards Teng Qingshan step by step.
With every step he took, Sima Feng's aura rose.
"Cousin, look clearly. This is the true meaning of 'Inflamed Fire' and 'Flashing Chestnuts in Fire'!" Teng Qingshan suddenly said in a clear voice. As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused an uproar. What was Teng Qingshan trying to do? This battle, could it be that Teng Qingshan wanted to use this battle to teach his cousin?
"Qingshan, beat him up!" Teng Qinghu shouted.
In the open field, Sima Feng's state of mind was not affected by Teng Qingshan's words.
When Sima Feng was three feet away from Teng Qingshan, he fiercely stamped on the ground. The aura that he had been accumulating for a long time suddenly erupted. It was as if a fierce tiger had suddenly pounced towards Teng Qingshan. That black heavy sword carried a strange sharp whistling sound, as if a ghost was screaming. The heavy sword instantly fell towards Teng Qingshan's head.
"Clang!"
Without a sound, the Reincarnation Spear in Teng Qingshan's hand was like a poisonous needle. It silently and fiercely darted forward. The speed was fast and the movement was small. Sima Feng had no time to react.
Five Techniques of the Ardent Flame — — Flashing Chestnuts in the Fire!
… …
"Eh? That Teng Qingshan actually reached the 'Minute Subtlety' realm? " Thunder God Blade Wu Yue, who was originally holding the roasted rabbit meat in one hand, was casually watching the battle. However, after seeing this spear, he was shocked. He carefully stared at Teng Qingshan. "That's right, it's the Minute Subtlety realm! The control of his inner strength is smooth and smooth, without a trace of wastage. However … … this Minute Subtlety realm, what level has he reached? I have to seriously observe! But at such a young age, he should have reached the initial stage of the Minute Subtlety realm. "
Although Wu Yue was still eating the roasted rabbit meat, his gaze was completely fixed on the two figures in the open field.
… …
The Minute Subtlety realm. Even in the entire Nine Prefectures, there were very, very few Houtian martial artists who had reached this level. The reason why martial artists were powerful was because of the inner strength within their bodies. And to be able to control the inner strength to the point where it was smooth and smooth, like moving one's arm, without a trace of wastage, one could use the inner strength to control weapons to carry out extremely exquisite attacks.
This was the Minute Subtlety realm!
This represented a type of control over inner strength!
Teng Qingshan? Teng Qingshan's' inner strength 'had not reached the' Minute Subtlety 'realm! His use of inner strength was very crude! However, at this moment, he was using the spear art and not inner strength. What he was using was the strength of his body's muscles. Teng Qingshan's control over the strength of his body could be said to be precise to the peak.
Muscles, tendons, bones, and even the flow of blood, Teng Qingshan was able to control them all.
Absolute control!
… …
After being hit by the 'Flashing Fire' move, the heavy sword couldn't help but tilt. However, Sima Feng's body turned, and borrowing the force of the rotation, the heavy sword in his hand slashed diagonally.
Boom!
The heavy sword once again brought along a strange sharp whistling sound.
The Reincarnation Spear in Teng Qingshan's hand was like a venomous snake coming out of its hole, fiercely darting out. The moment it touched the heavy sword, the power in Teng Qingshan's hand instantly exploded. The Reincarnation Spear's shaft suddenly bent slightly, and then the power in Teng Qingshan's hand changed again in an instant. The completely opposite power caused the accumulated energy of the Reincarnation Spear to increase by another level.
Boom!
The spearhead of Teng Qingshan's Reincarnation Spear fiercely rebounded.
"Peng!" The spearhead smashed into the heavy sword at close range.
Sima Feng felt his hand go numb, and involuntarily retreated three steps. He couldn't help but look at Teng Qingshan in shock, and then immediately laughed heartily: "Good spear art! Just now, you said two moves, one was' Flashing Fire ', and the other was' Pouring Oil on Fire '. Just now, that was' Pouring Oil on Fire '. The power that erupted in that instant, even I was caught unprepared. "
"This is just the beginning!" Teng Qingshan smiled and stamped his feet.
Hu!
His entire body was like an arrow that had left the bow, rushing towards Sima Feng. The long spear in his hand transformed into black lightning, piercing towards Sima Feng's chest.
"Clang!" Sima Feng directly chopped down again, and at the same time shouted in a clear voice, "Nine Collapsing Mountain Swords!"
"Haha …"
Teng Qingshan laughed heartily, and the Reincarnation Spear in his hand, 'Flashing Fire', was like a scorpion's poisonous needle lightly pricking, causing the direction of the heavy sword to change, causing the concept of Sima Feng's' Nine Collapsing Mountain Swords' to be affected. Soon after, Teng Qingshan vigorously used 'Pouring Oil on Fire'.
… …
On the spacious field, Sima Feng's sword intent became even more ferocious, and his entire person was no longer as calm as before. Instead, he became somewhat manic, and his face began to flush red.
Because …
Teng Qingshan actually relied on the two moves of 'Flashing Fire' and 'Pouring Oil on Fire' to completely restrain him.
Sima Feng's movement speed could not be considered fast, but Teng Qingshan's feet were nimble, and he wantonly executed his spear art around Sima Feng. Teng Qingshan's' Flashing Fire 'was like a poisonous snake biting someone, and the' Pouring Oil on Fire 'spear head that would instantly erupt with power was like a poisonous dragon.
Sometimes it was ferocious, sometimes it was sinister and strange.
"This concept …" Teng Qingshan used these two moves in a crisscrossed manner, and while constantly dealing with Sima Feng, he actually experienced the concept of alternating Yin and Yang when he was practicing the 'Three Postures'. "These two moves, should, should be like this!" In Teng Qingshan's hands, the two spear arts slowly changed.
'Flashing Fire' became increasingly feminine.
'Pouring Oil on Fire' became increasingly ferocious.
The two moves were linked together as if they were made by heaven. Gradually, 'Flashing Fire' was only displayed halfway when it suddenly changed into 'Pouring Oil on Fire'.
Feminine and ferocious, the two concepts could instantly alternate.
Sima Feng seemed to have gone crazy, he was about to be tormented to the point of insanity: "What kind of stupid spear art is this? One moment it's feminine, and the next moment it's ferocious and explosive!" Sima Feng felt that when he brandished his heavy sword, he had originally thought that Teng Qingshan would use 'Flashing Fire', and he had already made preparations to continue attacking.
But suddenly, Yin and Yang alternated, and the feminine move suddenly became ferocious.
Being caught unprepared, Sima Feng was of course injured.
… …
These two moves, in the hands of Teng Qingshan, were already alive. Just these two moves could almost be said to have fused into one move. This made Sima Feng feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. He had never experienced such an awkward feeling before.
"Clang!"
The heavy sword in Sima Feng's hand left his hand, and a spear shadow struck his body. Only the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and Sima Feng's entire body was thrown into the air.
… …
Among the thousands of martial artists, there was a silver-haired grey robed old man. His gaze was like a poisonous snake as he stared at Teng Qingshan: "This concept … the last time that old fellow Wei Wuya chased after me, his concept was very similar to this move! Although the concept of this young man's move is still very vague, and is not as good as Wei Wuya's, but he is only seventeen years old! Should I kill him and make the Gui Yuan Sect lose this genius, or should I snatch him over and make him my disciple? "
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