One Hundred and Sixty-Nine. Well-Deserved Reputation

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As the leader of the younger generation in Bihai City, and one of the four young masters in the world, Song Chao also has his own pride and self-confidence.

He really has the heart to compete with Tang Yonghao.

If it wasn't for Tang Yonghao and Xu Fei to have a fight, Song Chao and Tang Yonghao would definitely have a good fight.

And now, he has no intention of taking advantage of Tang Yonghao.

If it consumes too much to fight against him, it will seriously affect the battle between Tang Yonghao and Xu Fei. Such concerns alone may make Tang Yonghao at a disadvantage.

Many times, the strong fight against each other and only fight for the front line.

Song Chao has no intention of taking advantage of Tang Yonghao, and it is even more impossible to use such a move as the Great Sun Sect disciple said.

Seeing Tang Yonghao agree, Song Chao nodded: "Please advise."

After all, he slapped Tang Yonghao with a palm, and when the qi surged, it turned into an illusory world.

It's just that as a martial artist in the realm of the sky, the illusory world transformed by Song Chao's Gang Qi is more realistic and concise than that of the innate martial artist.

Not only Tang Yonghao, who was facing his front, but also Yan Zhaoge and other people watching the battle. It seemed that a monstrous wave appeared in front of him, hitting him head-on.

Where you enter your eyes, the vast sea is boundless, the sound of the waves is endless, tsunamis and landslides.

Facing this scene, Tang Yonghao placed the middle and two fingers of his right finger side by side like a sword, and stabbed forward with one sword in a split sea.

A golden sword light like the rising sun appeared out of nowhere, and the hot and warm atmosphere like the sun immediately enveloped everyone.

The Great Sun Sect's Inheritance, one of the Seven Great Sun Laws, the Dawn-breaking Divine Sword!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed, and he raised his head slightly to look upwards.

I saw that the clouds and mist above dissipated, and there was a faint sunlight that penetrated and fell from the clouds.

At Tang Yonghao's fingertips, the rays of light skyrocketed, as if some powerful existence was being nurtured, and the sunlight in the sky above his head was also frantically converging towards Tang Yonghao's fingertips!

In an instant, the light grew stronger. Like the formation of a rising sun.

The pale golden morning sun radiates infinite heat,

There seemed to be two suns looming between the heavens and the earth, one above the sky and the other in front of everyone.

The sword light was originally like the dawn of the rising sun. Soft but not weak, light but not intense.

But at the moment when the sunlight came into contact with the sea transformed by Song Chao's Gang Qi, there were countless rays of light shining and dazzling, like needle-pointed wheat awns, like thin needles. It exploded into a cloud of light, scattering all around.

As soon as each golden ray touched the surrounding tide, a violent explosion occurred.

Continuous explosions! Endless explosions!

Hundreds of millions of golden rays collided with the endless sea and exploded!

Like a dark cloud dispersed by the sun, the sea rolled and retreated, shattered into pieces, and finally turned into endless drops of water like a torrential rain.

Then each water droplet was smashed by golden awns, bursting one after another, and finally disappeared without a trace!

Just like the accumulated water on the ground, all evaporated under the sunlight.

Tang Yonghao drew his sword and stood. Looking at Song Chao, he said sincerely, "Senior Brother Song, accept it."

Song Chao really didn't take advantage of him. To be precise, the consumption of their qi and stamina was almost negligible, and it was more about the changes in the competition moves and the understanding of the artistic conception of martial arts.

If it is a desperate fight, it is far from being able to decide the winner and loser in one move.

Song Chao retracted his palm and sighed, "I still lose your move."

He shook his head, turned and walked away. Going directly to the edge of the floating island and sitting cross-legged, it obviously means to start to be a bystander, and there is no plan to continue participating in the next Tongtian Alliance.

Tang Yonghao bowed his hands to him. Then he turned his head to look at Xu Fei and said, "Senior Brother Xu has been waiting for a long time. Senior Brother Meng Song will give in. The battle between you and me will proceed as usual. I have nothing to consume, and I don't need to adjust my breath. Let's just start."

Xu Fei was holding a leather bag in his hand, and there was a strong aroma of wine in it. When Tang Yonghao and Song Chao played against each other, he drank to drink.

At this time, he raised his head and drank the last sip of spirits, hung the leather bag on his waist, stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, and said with a smile, "Although you and Senior Brother Song only had one move, it also showed me a lot of ways, especially towards you. Now I have an understanding of the cultivation base entering the country."

"You are an upright person, and I will not take advantage of you."

After saying that, Xu Fei stretched out his palm and pushed it forward.

Under the palm of his hand, the aura enveloped all directions like the sky, and the earth carried the eight poles.

The palm is simple and simple, and even looks a bit simple and cumbersome, but it is majestic, as if it contains infinite mysteries!

As soon as this palm came out, all the innate warriors present lit up.

As everyone knows, although Xu Fei has a heroic temperament and is different from his teacher Shi Tie, he has followed the same path in martial arts training.

Different from Shi Tie's practice of the Vajra body, Xu Fei's choice is another unique skill in the Eight Extremes of Taishang, the Daxuan Yellow Sword Stance.

For many years, Xu Fei did not practice other Guangcheng skills, and concentrated on practicing the Great Xuan Huangjian Stance. His accomplishments in this martial arts were worthy of being the number one master in the realm of masters, and many of the great masters of the same school were not as good as him.

But today, Xu Fei did not use the Daxuan Huangjian style, and the rules and techniques he used were in the same vein as the Daxuan Huangjian style, but they were not the same.

It's not simply turning sword intent into palm, or changing sword moves into palms, let alone using palms to perform swordsmanship.

With the eyesight of Yan Zhaoge and others, it can be seen that although Xu Fei's palm posture is still relatively primitive and crude, it is clearly innovating and bringing forth the new in the Daxuan Huangjian style, which makes a difference.

This is a brand new martial art, belonging to Xu Fei's own martial art!

It's not complete yet, but the potential is amazing.

Ah Hu murmured to himself: "Brother Fei continues to develop the palm technique, and if it is perfected, Guangcheng Mountain will probably be the ninth extreme in the future."

Xu Fei stood with his palms, looked at Tang Yonghao, and smiled lightly: "A little trick I pondered in my spare time made everyone laugh, although it is still difficult to enter the eyes of the Fang family, but Senior Brother Tang, I can use both the sword and the palm, and at the same time. One source of martial arts can form a union."

Tang Yonghao nodded seriously: "Thank you Senior Brother Xu for reminding me."

After the two clasped fists face to face, Tang Yonghao waved his hand, and a golden long sword appeared in his palm.

Xu Fei stretched out his hand and fished behind him. A black broadsword dragon roared out of its scabbard and fell into his hand.

As soon as the two unfolded the Great Mysterious Yellow Sword Stance, as soon as they unfolded the Dawn-breaking Divine Sword, they immediately fought together.

The Tongtian League has just started, and it may be the highest-level competition, and it will start immediately.

Yan Zhaoge watched Xu Fei and Tang Yonghao go back and forth with swords and swords, fighting each other, and couldn't help but nodded, "It's all well-deserved."

He turned his head to look in the other direction. There, the other disciples of the Great Sun Sect were watching the battle situation nervously. There was only one person, whose expression was always the same, without the slightest change, and it was as quiet as if it did not exist.

Mr. Puzhao, Huang Jie. (To be continued.)