Chapter 1020 I believe in Teachers

At last, the climax of the contest was opened.

On one side is Qian Yan, the absolute leader of the nine consecutive titles of the ancient martial arts hall. His personal combat power ranks first among the Taiyuan University.

On the other side is the local chronicles. The 18th prince, who was once cynical, seemed to find his original intention before the martial arts meeting. His war power was promoted very quickly, which implied that he could compete with Qian Yan.

It can be said that Beitang was a black horse killed halfway this time. Their performance was beyond everyone's expectation.

Unbelievable.

Apart from this word, there is no other way to describe it.

What Beitang showed in this martial arts meeting is more like a kind of spirit. Even in adversity, it will never give up and always stick to it.

Sure enough, they did.

With a total victory, he entered the final of the martial arts club.

These two people can be said to be peak duels. No matter who wins or who loses, they are worth recording in history.

"Sure enough, you have already reached this level."

When the local chronicles saw Qian Yan's move, they did not panic in their pupils.

He used to think about why Qian Yan won many battles and never failed.

No matter what his opponent is, Qian Yan seems to be able to take his time.

What's the matter?

It was not until later that the local will understood the true meaning of fighting and experienced it in person.

After reaching the state of returning to nature and returning to nature, they almost completely come to another level.

Your vision, your experience, your changes, and your combat power are far superior to those at that time. How can you possibly lose when you are rolling in all directions?

Qian Yan, this is the case.

Because he reached another level early, he won very easily against other scholars.

Xu Le, as the second person of Taiyuan University, no matter how hard he tried, as long as he didn't reach this level, he was not worth mentioning.

It seems that one step is different, but in fact it is different.

Only opponents of the same level can detect threats to each other.

Only when all of them reach this level can they really fight equally.

Fang Zhi's eyes were cold. In the face of Qian Yan's attack, his mood was like a calm lake without any disturbance.

Since you want to play with changes, I will play with you!

The five fingers of the local records were tightly clenched, which made the surrounding void tremble. Immediately, they hit hard, and the bone joints made a clear sound, and hit in front of them.

Fist is very common, no tricks, but it contains no less than 20 kinds of changes.

The simpler things are, the more complex their structures are.

Although the sparrow has all five internal organs, that's the reason.

The fists and palms collided, and the surrounding arena sank suddenly. In the void, there were more than 20 explosions in succession, just like setting off firecrackers.

Both of them kept their original movements and did not give in at all.

The strength of the collision is transmitted along the body of the two people, just like the strong waves shaking to all directions, shaking the ground under the feet out of the cracks in the road.

"Click!"

Two feet, completely into the ground, until the ankle.

It's just a move. The blast delivered makes everyone feel heartfelt horror.

Pure physical fighting can make such a movement.

"Now, your highness, you can still lose gracefully."

Qian Yan's expression is very cold, forcing the sound into a line, sending these words into the ears of local chronicles.

"I'll return these words to you intact."

The local chronicles still haven't stopped. The two vigorous winds roll against each other, sending out the power to shatter the sky and make a loud noise.

The void around the cracks, endless cracks continue to spread out to the four sides, the crack edge is a terrible black light shooting everywhere.

"Cough."

Fang Zhi coughs violently. He only feels that the one who fights with him is a god Buddha of terror.

The power is really torrential, as if the mountains are under pressure.

Of course, local aspirations are not weak.

Being able to persist under this force means that he is on the same level.

The two seem to fight with each other's fists, but they just compete with each other's strength. In fact, every time the bone is crisp, every muscle is shaking, and every inch of the skin is

"rumbling --"

finally, the challenge Arena can't bear the collision between the two people, and after making multiple bursts continuously, they are completely broken.

Debris splashed and dust floated.

Many scholars narrowed their eyes and covered their mouths and noses with one hand.

In their hearts, they were all shocked by the waves.

It is a very normal thing for them to cause such damage if they use their strength, exert their spirit and release their spirit.

But local ambition and Qian Yan are fighting with pure skill after suppressing their strength.

It's appalling that skills alone can cause such damage.

"Wow, it's blown up."

"It's too hot."

"That's the real martial arts club."

"No matter Qian Yan or the local ambition, they are all arrogant. It's a great honor to witness the battle between them."

Those scholars were full of blood. Every time they collided, they sounded like hammers and drums.

Under the influence of this kind of breath, they all clenched their fists and wished to go to the war in person.

On the challenge arena, the two figures suddenly separated. In the next moment, they fought together again.

"Bang -"

there are many dull sounds in succession. In the dust filled ashes, two figures flicker and move, attacking each other, which makes people dazzled.

There was a sudden wind, and the wind was howling.

All the dust was blown away, revealing the present appearance of the challenge arena.

The original challenge arena no longer exists. There are only ten meter deep pits covering most of the martial arts arena.

The boulders are broken, the ground is exposed, and the eyes are full of sores.

When they spread again, everyone was scarred and bleeding.

"Interesting."

Qian Yan reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth and grinned.

Before that, Fang Zhi hit him on one cheek, which made his eyes dark and almost fell down.

Local Chronicles is also very hard, he covered his abdomen, and his forehead sweated with pain.

This contest made both of them feel out the details of each other.

It's hard to deal with.

Fang takes a deep breath and frowns.

However, there is not much pressure in his heart.

Even if they lose, there is wind Yanzhe behind.

Feng Yanzhe's fighting power is the same as his own. If he makes a second move, Qian Yan will not be able to bear it.

Of course, that's too risky for local people to gamble.

If you can win the game, it's best.

"Local chronicles, how could they be even with the eldest brother?"

Hua liuer saw this scene and felt dizzy in his head. He almost passed out.

Other scholars also have bitter expressions, and their mouths are like eating yellow lotus.

At present, the strength of local chronicles is almost the same as that of Qian Yan. In this way, even if Qian Yan can win, he will be in trouble in dealing with Feng Yanzhe.

It can be said that the prospect of the ancient martial hall is not clear.

It's not that easy to win the 10th consecutive title.

"Now do you still think that if I stop now, I will lose more decently?"

There was a cold light in the eyes of local chronicles. Suddenly, he flexed his fingers and shot out a dark force, stabbing Qian Yan's eyebrows.

Qian Yan was shocked. He didn't expect that the local chronicles could have such a means.

He plucked the shallot in the dry land, jumped in place, jumped ten meters high, and avoided the dark force.

"Pooh!"

The dark force penetrated into the ground and poked a deep hole.

Qian Yan's long and narrow eyes were cold, and he shouted one by one, "Your Highness, you have offended me!"

When the voice falls, Qian Yan pours down like a giant ROC spreading his wings, grabs out his hands, and there are dozens of changes in his knuckles.

Better than the previous means.

This is the bottom card of Qian Yan, a kind of fighting skill that he understood, named "Eagle and Falcon test wing".

For a moment, local chronicles felt infinite pressure.

For practitioners who understand the essence of fight, all moves have returned to their original nature. When they fight, they will guess the change of the other side's next move in the way of calculation.

The more changes there are in moves, the more difficult it is to guess, the more instinctive it is to resist.

This is the case with Qian Yan today.

Local chronicles will make a huge amount of information into the bottom of the eye, the brain is crazy, constantly guessing all kinds of possibilities.

But no matter how you guess, Qian Yan's moves seem to be endless, and there are many changes, so you can't calculate them.

When the bottom of the local chronicles realized something wrong, Qian Yan had already bullied himself forward, ten fingers came through the void.

"Hiss!"

Local chronicles chest, was caught a piece of flesh and blood, shocking.

He snorted and walked out for several steps. His expression was very gloomy.

One move falls behind and loses the first chance.

"Hiss! Sneer! "Sneer!"

Qian Yan's next attack was as fierce as a flood, rushing in a continuous stream.

Local records only feel some scalp numbness, brain a mess, do not know where to start.

After losing the method of reckoning, he could only fight with his body instinct.

If Chu Yun falls into such a situation, even if he relies on instinct, he will not be much weaker than the calculation.

But the local ambition is full of calculation, and it's only three months to practice. If you fight instinctively, it's not as good as Qian Yan.

"Ka!"

Because of a slow step, Fang Zhi was once again scratched and crushed his ribs, which made him gasp with pain.

Qian Yan had scarlet light in his eyes, and he could not help laughing: "the champion of the martial arts club is mine, and it can only be mine! No one can stop the ten consecutive titles of the ancient martial arts hall, no one can! "

Seeing that local records are in danger, many scholars in the North Hall are all worried.

Feng Yanzhe lowered his voice and said, "local records, have you forgotten what the teacher taught us?"

The local ambition suddenly woke up and remembered what Chu Yun had said in his mind.

"When you are oppressed to the extreme and the defeat is almost determined, use the foundation I taught you to fight with your hands and feet."

"Maybe there will be a surprise."

When Chu Yun said this, his local chronicles still remember his meaningful appearance.

"I believe in teachers."

Fang Zhiqiang endured the sharp pain on his arm, gave up deduction, instinct and even resistance.

He passed through various pictures in his mind, and finally settled on the first day when Chu Yun taught him his fighting skills.

In addition, the first sentence of Chu Yun -

"listen with your ears and fight with your heart!"

The author Tuoba Liuyun said: yesterday's 5th change, make up for change