After seeing the battle between Ding Hao and jackmin just now, no one will underestimate Ding Hao. Such a powerful young man will definitely be valued wherever he goes.
Although this boy is very unreliable in his work, even he can oversleep and be late for an important occasion such as the martial arts conference, he will never be vague about important things.
After a short period of anger, Zhang Liang's mood gradually calmed down. The young man's expression seemed not to agree with him. Did he say that he was wrong?
Since he doesn't attach great importance to weapons, there are other possibilities.
The first is that Ding Hao's weapon is too important. In order to keep it mysterious and have a confusing effect, he never takes it out. He only shows up when it is crucial.
Another possibility is that Ding Hao is so powerful that it is no longer important for him to use weapons or not.
Plants, bamboo and stone can be the realm of sword!
Zhang Liang's brow slightly wrinkled, no matter what kind of possibility, all proved that Ding Hao's strength is absolutely not to be underestimated, even can be said to be terrible!
"Why is the sword in your hand a wooden sword? Shouldn't it be a long sword made of silver and iron?" Ding Hao's eyes were fixed on Zhang Liang's sword. He was puzzled and asked.
Zhang Liang was slightly stunned. After pondering for a moment, he said, "your master's field can arouse the power of thunder and lightning. If you use the sword of silver and iron, it won't be directly in your arms."
"So you took a wooden sword?" Ding Hao suddenly realized and murmured.
Ding Hao's eyes show vigilant eyes, because Zhang Liang not only has strong breath, but also knows how to think in detail.
Although it's just a wooden sword, sometimes it can take people's lives in the hands of the strong. It must not be taken lightly.
"Whether it's a silver sword, an iron sword or a wooden sword, in my hand, as long as I can exert my power." Zhang Liang said slowly.
"In that case, I don't want to say much nonsense. Let's do it!" Ding Hao's eyes coagulated, and his breath burst out suddenly. After just recuperation, his injuries had all recovered, and he cheered in a deep voice.
At the moment, the momentum of both sides has reached the peak, their eyes are opposite, their fierce eyes are tit for tat in the air, and the atmosphere becomes very depressed.
"Today's World War I will determine the future direction of the martial arts world. I'd like to see if you, the new leader of the Chinese Martial Arts League, are qualified to take up the role." Zhang Liang drank low.
I saw Zhang Liang hold the wooden sword tightly in his hand, and a huge momentum rose up.
Although Ding Hao's face was light, it was the first time he faced a swordsman.
Therefore, we can't be careless at all. This battle will determine the final success or failure of this martial arts Conference!
Zhang Liang's eyes burst out with fierce eyes, and his feet suddenly pushed on the ground. His speed was as fast as a leopard's.
The wooden sword is out of its sheath! Although it is made of wood, the sharp edge of the sword is not to be despised.
Jian Xiu, the most powerful is not the sword, but the person who holds it.
Xingwushuang and others were shocked when they saw Zhang Liang's move. His sword sense is absolutely at the top level, even surpassing many of the older generation's strong men.
Zhongding sect is famous for its swordsmanship. However, Xing Wushuang thinks that there are few people who can surpass him in sword sense.
The most important thing is that it's compared to everyone, including star peerless.
"This is my understanding of the meaning of green bamboo sword! Take it. " Zhang Liang's eyes coagulated and he said in a deep voice. The wooden sword in his hand moved with his body shape and pointed straight at Ding Hao, showing his sharp edge.
"Sword meaning? It looks like a bull. " Ding Hao murmured.
Although Ding Hao didn't know the meaning of the sword, he didn't dare to be careless when he felt the sharp edge. He was ready to open the field of the master, and his momentum also reached the peak.
Weapons? What doesn't exist, Ding Hao still doesn't choose weapons. After all, he can't use them. Holding them in his hand is just a burden.
Ding Hao's body surface appears a thin layer of Qi Gang, master protect body!
All the masters of Huajing can activate the Qi Gang to protect the body. This Qi Gang can protect the body and weaken the opponent's attack. However, the strength of the Qi Gang echoes with the strength of their own Qi and blood.
When Qi and blood are strong, Qi is vigorous; If Qi and blood are weak, Qi is vigorous and weak!
Just in the blink of an eye, the wooden sword in Zhang Liang's hand has approached Ding Hao's chest. The point of the sword stabs the Qi Gang on his body surface, making a ringing sound.
Zhang Liang's face was moved. His wooden sword could not move directly after one point. You should know that he played 80% of his strength, but the wooden sword was blocked out of Qi Gang.
Before that, I also fought against master Huajing. My sword pierced the Qi Gang of those people without exception. Now I have won 39 battles.
This time, however, he encountered an unprecedented obstacle. How strong is his Qi and blood? His sword tip can't go deep into it.
Ding Hao's mouth slightly up, outlined a perfect arc, light smile: "your strength is really strong, but want to break through my Qi Gang? No way
Then Ding Hao was shocked, and a strong wave scattered around him.
Zhang Liang's figure retreated rapidly, his eyes showed vigilant eyes, his heart was extremely shocked, and his face showed a complex color.
"It seems that this man's strength is stronger than that when he fought against Jack Ming before. After a battle, his strength has not weakened, but has become stronger. Is he a freak?" Zhang Liang said in his heart.
"You are just like this. You'd better go back to China and study swordsmanship. Yang kingdom is not suitable for you." Ding Hao look indifferent, light said.
Ding Hao's body moved, flashed to Zhang Liang's back with lightning speed, and kicked Zhang Liang with a whirl kick on his right foot.
Zhang Liang is not a vegetarian either. He realizes that Ding Hao appears behind him and subconsciously turns around and uses a wooden sword to cross his body.
A huge force was delivered to the sword. Zhang Liang had to step back a few steps. His face changed slightly, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was surprised.
"Why did this man recover so quickly?"
It was not only the people of Wuzong on the stage who were very surprised to see this scene, but also the audience.
Zhang Liang's strength is comparable to that of the top martial arts master of Huajing in the master's field. However, he suffered a loss in Ding Hao's hands. How can we not be surprised.
"Your previous battles hide your strength?" Zhang Liang frowned and said in a deep voice.
Ding Hao shook his head slightly, his face was calm and said, "No
"No way, you're lying to me." Zhang Liang said in a low voice.
"Can't I just break through?" Ding Hao's eyes showed scornful eyes and asked.
"Temporary breakthrough?" Zhang Liang's face changed greatly, which requires how evil people can do.
"The real battle has just begun." Ding Hao said slowly.