Early in the morning, the weather was clear, and Wangcheng was as lively as usual, but many people got the news that there was still a level at the end of the Wangcheng Martial Arts Meeting, which was to compete with a disciple sent from the Martial Arts Sect, and only by winning that disciple could they win the final victory.
Hearing this news, Shen Xiang cursed secretly in his heart, he guessed that this must have been found by Shen Furong after leaving the royal city these days, just so that he could not win the crown of the royal city martial arts association.
"Don't worry, it can't be an inner disciple, the inner disciple doesn't have that idle time, I think it should be an outer disciple with relatively strong strength, maybe it's like this in the Mortal Martial Realm Eightfold."
Su Meiyao said that she and Bai Youyou were very clear about the things in the sect.
"That's fine, just don't let me down too much," Shen Xiang's heart rose with a high battle intent.
In the square in front of the gate of the medicine family, tens of thousands of people have gathered, this is the finals, and it is also a competition between two young disciples, both of whom are young powerhouses on the famous side.
In the crowd, Shen Tianhu, Shen Yihan, Shen Haohai and others were already hidden among them, each of them led fifty elite children of the Shen family, as long as there was any trouble, they would immediately take action.
Shen Xiang walked onto the competition platform in the middle, and there was a commotion in the crowd.
"He actually dared to come, I heard that the pharmacist might take him down after his finals."
One person was surprised.
"It is said that the disappearance of the genius of the medicine family and the elder of the medicine family has something to do with him, it seems that he killed him, and the medicine family will use this matter as an excuse to deal with him."
A middle-aged man said.
"At a young age, he has such courage, two days ago he slaughtered Yao Cong in front of the elders of the medicine family, it is good to have strength, and he is not afraid of the threat of others."
A teenager said with envy on his face.
"Of course, this world is originally respected by strength, as long as there is strength, there is everything." “” Listening to the discussions of many people below, Shen Xiang knew that the medicine family had released news to prepare to open with the Shen family, which was a kind of signal, which was very common in battles, and some forces were warning or threatening other forces by releasing gossip.
Not far from the tournament platform, there was a tower, in which sat many richly dressed people, and there were many maids and guards beside them, and at a glance you could see that their status was extraordinary.
"The emperor of Nanwu Kingdom also came to watch the battle, and his own son came to cheer him up, and I heard that there were many masters of Ouchi, and the concubines in the palace came to everything."
Shen Xiang's eyesight is so powerful, he can see the people inside that tower clearly, and he can see a middle-aged man wearing a dragon cannon, full of majesty, and extraordinary spirit, that is the emperor.
The imperial power is only above the common people, but for those powerful families, it is not worth mentioning at all, in the eyes of those families, the emperor is just to manage a country, so that the country can develop in an orderly manner, and those families can benefit from the stable commoners.
The prince came, he flew from the tower in the distance, he was dressed in a fiery red gorgeous costume, and he performed a fluttering light feat, and landed on the jousting platform, causing many women to scream.
Shen Xiang secretly disdainful, and said in his heart: "Just let you be majestic, wait a minute, I will definitely beat you so that your emperor Lao Tzu doesn't recognize you." ” Song Nanming looked at Shen Xiang with a contemptuous look and said lightly: "If you don't want to suffer less flesh and skin, you still have time." ” Of course, Song Nanming knew that Shen Xiang's strength was good, but he was very confident that he could win.
Shen Xiang looked at Song Nanming's face full of arrogance and sinisterness, and guessed in his heart that this Song Nanming must have other despicable tricks, and he had to be more cautious at this time, otherwise he would be plotted.
"Don't worry, my skin is thick, I'm afraid that your hands will hurt when you hit me."
Shen Xiang replied, he was telling the truth.
"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is."
Song Nanming snorted coldly, deliberately raising his voice so that the people in the square could hear it.
Seeing Song Nanming pretending, Shen Xiang secretly laughed in his heart, if he didn't have a certain strength, it was useless to pretend.
"Let's start, if someone breaks the rules, you can see the consequences," said an old man dressed in gray, who was not from the Yakusha family, but an older martial artist, who was said to be a descendant of the founder of the martial arts society.
Song Nanming had already broken the rules, but there was no evidence, so Shen Xiang couldn't do anything to him.
At the beginning, Song Nanming took off the wide golden and red clothes outside, and he was wearing a set of golden tights and golden boots inside, looking rich and powerful.
"Today, I will let you see the martial arts of our royal family of Nanwu Kingdom, and let you see the power of dragon martial arts" Song Nanming said, bursting out with a strange aura all over his body, which is very similar to Shen Xiang's Qinglong true qi, but it lacks a simple and majestic momentum.
"Dragon Martial Arts" is an ancient martial art, and legend has it that it is a martial art inherited from the dragon when he turned into a human and traveled to the people, and after it was performed, it could have the same momentum and power as the dragon.
That's just a legend, and it's a certainty that it's powerful, but it's hard to believe that it's as powerful as a dragon.
Seeing the golden liquid flowing from the green tendons on Song Nanming's fists, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, they didn't expect to see "Long Wu" with their own eyes.
Shen Xiang squinted his eyes, released his powerful and invisible divine sense, and shrouded Song Nanming's body, he could clearly sense the way the true qi in Song Nanming's body flowed, and at the same time, he also secretly remembered it in his mind, and then let his true qi flow in that way.
"I didn't expect the martial arts of the dragon to appear in this secular world, you should study hard."
Su Meiyao sent a message to Shen Xiang.
Shen Xiang was already learning, and at this time, Song Nanming was using a mysterious way of luck to change the true qi in his body and produce more powerful power.
"Dragon Gang Fist" Song Nanming bounced violently, like a golden mang flying towards Shen Xiang, only to see his hands change rapidly like eagle claws and fists, constantly bombarding out, and one after another golden qi gang flew towards Shen Xiang in the air, shaking the air, emitting bursts of sonic booms, and violently hitting Shen Xiang's chest.
As the golden qi collided, Song Nanming appeared in front of Shen Xiang, and his fists slammed out quickly, punching one punch after another, the speed was very fast, from a distance, it seemed as if he had thousands of arms, and hundreds of punches were thrown out in the blink of an eye.
Every punch of Song Nanming blasted out was qigang, and it would also produce an air explosion, which made the huge competition tremble, and the terrifying sonic boom sound was even more terrifying.
And what made everyone dumbfounded was not Song Nanming's dragon martial arts, but Shen Xiang actually punched fist to fist, using his fist to resist Song Nanming's fast fist, and he looked relaxed
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