Chapter 15 The Sword of Xeon
"Brother Ma's mountain ruler weighs eight hundred and eighty-eight catties."
"It's hard to imagine that, apart from sleeping, Senior Brother Ma has been carrying such a heavy mountain ruler on his back."
The standard limit of a martial artist's body is 1,000 jin. With 1,000 jin of strength to carry a weight of nearly 900 jin, the burden is very large. It may be nothing in a short time, but over a long period of time, the whole person may be crushed.
However, Ma Zhengyu's strength limit is not 1,000 jin, but 1,500 jin. Of course, it is also a huge challenge to bear a weight of nearly 900 jin with 1,500 jin, but Ma Zhengyu does not simply rely on his body. Endure, and will use part of the inner strength to share the pressure, so that you can temper inner strength all the time.
This is a method that Ma Zhengyu found from ancient books. Long-term weight-bearing exercise can make the internal energy that has reached its limit change again and become more refined. Ma Zhengyu has already felt the benefits.
Under the battle stage, the disciples stared wide-eyed and their eyes were frantic.
"Cold-faced, how many feet do you think that Chen Zong can withstand Ma Zhengyu?" Yang Santian, a red-haired man with a slack tone, ranked 63rd on the mountaineering list, compared to Ma Zhengyu in terms of strength. It is much stronger. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to come to watch the game specially, but just happened to come back from the outside and take a look.
"Within ten strokes." The cold-faced Leng Dao hugged the long knife in both hands, his eyes were sharp, as if the light of a knife could cut through everything, and his voice was equally cold. two.
"Why don't we take a gamble too." Yang Tiantian rolled his eyes: "You think Ma Zhengyu can defeat Chen Zong in ten moves, but I think it takes twenty."
"What are you betting on?" Leng Dao's expression remained unchanged.
"You lose, let me play with the Lengguang Dao for a few days." Yang Santian finished speaking, and an icy murderous intent fell on his body like the extreme north ice water, causing Yang Santian to tremble involuntarily.
"The knife is there." Leng Dao's voice was not only cold but also murderous.
"Forget it, I can't communicate with you." Yang Santian didn't dare to talk about Lengguangdao, he knew Lengdao's temper, and he said nothing.
"Take me a foot." Ma Zhengyu snorted lowly, the measuring ruler raised and fell fiercely, like a big knife, but it gave Chen Zong a feeling like a mountain fell, extremely heavy, and the pressure formed by the ruler directly made the lower part of the mountain fall. The air solidified, unable to breathe, and the whole body felt more restrained.
"cut!"
The red thunder sword was completely unsheathed and turned into a red sword light, like a red arc light,
The invisible ruler was torn apart and slashed at Ma Zhengyu.
Both sides are just using normal moves.
For Ma Zhengyu, winning or losing those bets has nothing to do with him.
The ruler and the sword collided, and the harsh sound oscillated. It was extremely uncomfortable like a magic sound piercing the brain. Once again, beyond Ma Zhengyu's expectations, Chen Zong's sword was not knocked out, nor was it repelled.
"What a strong internal strength and physical strength." Instructor Liu secretly said, but he did not doubt that the exercises that Chen Zong cultivated were top-level exercises.
Swinging the sword, like raindrops falling from the sky, every blow contains a terrifying impact of power, and the speed is even more amazing, densely packed, and the sword light is scarlet from all angles, like the arrows shot by the strong bow after the full moon is drawn, and the chain is violent. shoot out.
Ma Zhengyu's expression was solemn, and he only felt that a wave of terrifying power was coming one after the other.
"Spirit and spirit are one!"
"A foot measures a mountain!"
Under the inner strength, the move was performed, and the measuring ruler, which was originally one meter two in length, seemed to be continuously stretched, becoming the size of a door, firmly protecting Ma Zhengyu and blocking all attacks from Chen Zong from all directions.
Such as mountains and mountains, motionless.
Before waiting for Chen Zong's next wave of offensive, Ma Zhengyu waved the measuring ruler, and the strong wind roared. The measuring ruler seemed to be infinitely enlarged and shot straight into the sky, as if he was about to measure a mountain, and slammed it down again.
The roar was dull and thunderous, with a mighty force, as if the mountain was collapsing. Under the battle stage, many disciples felt heart palpitations, had difficulty breathing, and their hearts seemed to be adjusted to their throats.
Chen Zong looked up slightly, his expression slightly solemn.
Very strong, this blow, before the modification of Hun Tian Po Yuan Jin, he absolutely cannot take it.
But now...
Lightning strikes!
The sword was like a thunder light tearing the sky, and a sword collided with the falling measuring ruler.
Countless energy burst out, rolling and shaking, like an endless wave, and the two figures collided again and again.
Sword and Ruler!
The moment they passed by, the two sides each shot dozens of times, and countless sparks flew away.
Under the battlefield, some of the disciples' faces became more and more ugly, because, after a few more moves, there was only one move left from the twenty moves.
"Senior Brother Ma, kill him with one move."
"Yes, kill him with one move."
The group of disciples who bet on Chen Zong's 20 strokes and lost in one after another shouted, forming a layer of noise.
Ma Tianyu didn't seem to hear it and was not disturbed at all. In fact, he really wanted to kill Chen Zong with one move, but the strength displayed by Chen Zong surprised him. He was very strong and definitely had a two-star combat power.
What's even weirder is that, from the battle until now, the inner strength that Ma Zhengyu felt from Chen Zong was at the early stage of rank eight.
In other words, Chen Zong's cultivation level may really be at the early stage of rank eight.
A warrior who only trains at the initial stage of Rank 8 of the Power Realm has a two-star combat power. When the opponent's cultivation base reaches the peak of Rank 9 of the Power Realm, how many star power will there be?
Three-star is for sure, maybe even four-star.
Ma Zhengyu's heart trembled a little at the thought of four stars.
The sword light was like a waterfall, and Ma Zhengyu quickly gathered his thoughts and responded with all his strength.
The unity of spirit, spirit and spirit made the whole body more concentrated, and the mountain measuring ruler weighing nearly 900 kilograms was as light as a feather in his hand.
Chop chop chop!
The measuring ruler is like a giant knife, slashing again and again, not sharp, but with the weight of a mountain.
"Two-foot Yamagata move!"
He jumped up, and in mid-air, Ma Zhengyu held the measuring ruler with both hands, and all his strength poured into the measuring ruler. The shadows of the mountains on the ruler burst into brilliance, as if activated. The phantoms of the mountains appeared out of thin air, and they were suppressed in the air.
Every phantom of the mountain carries a heavy force, weighing more than tens of thousands of catties, and the moment it slams down, that kind of force is unbelievably tyrannical, the mountain ruler has not completely fallen down, and the terrifying pressure falls directly on Chen Zong. On his body, there were also tiny cracks on the hard ground of the battle platform under his feet.
"Ma Zhengyu's move has improved a bit." Yang Tiantian touched his chin and said casually, with a light tone and no attention. After all, his strength is much better than Ma Zhengyu's.
"If Chen Zong's strength is so strong, it will be difficult to stop it." Leng Dao said.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong instantly entered the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and an inexplicable breath spread out.
"Essence is complete!" Instructor Liu's eyes suddenly widened, with an incredible look on his face, and he immediately became excited again. Now, Linshanyuan has found a treasure.
Yang Tiantian and Leng Dao also widened their eyes, because the two of them also achieved the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, so they are very familiar with Chen Zong's state.
"Hun Tian Po Yuan... Thunder Light Splits Mountain!"
The red and gray-white sword light intertwined like thunder, tearing apart the sky, descending to the world with the will of destruction, and instantly shattered the shadows of the mountains that had fallen down.
The sword collided with the ruler, and a terrifying force erupted, causing the measuring ruler to lift back directly.
"Cut!" Chen Zong shouted violently, and the sword was shot down like a thunderbolt, beheading him fiercely.
"A foot measures a mountain!"
Ma Zhengyu's expression changed greatly, and he quickly exploded his strength, measuring the mountain ruler horizontally in the sky to block it. This was a defensive ruler method, and even a stronger attack could be blocked.
A sword fell, and the lightning shattered, but it was only the beginning.
"Hun Tian Po Yuan... The thunder light is infinite!"
Chen Zong, who jumped up, held his sword in both hands and kept slashing. A new thunder light just appeared, and another thunder light followed closely.
Swords and swords are connected, and the chain is endless.
Chop chop chop!
Everyone stared at it with wide eyes, all of them surprised.
"No, Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu was actually suppressed."
"How could Chen Zong have such strength."
At this time, no one cared about Chen Zonghui's defeat, but was shocked by the strength Chen Zong showed, completely beyond their expectations.
What they care about now is whether Chen Zong will defeat Ma Zhengyu.
There seems to be no end to the sword and the sword. Ma Zhengyu's hands trembled, and his whole body gradually became numb, as if struck by lightning, and gradually became weak.
"Lightning strikes wood!"
"Lightning cracks the mountain!"
The two swords fell, and with the help of the anti-shock force, Chen Zong jumped high again, and then turned his body and turned his head down.
"Flashing Thunder Killing Sword!"
Chi Chi sound, as if there are countless arcs wandering around, all of them poured into the red thunder sword, bursting with stunning dazzling brilliance.
"Lightning!" Someone exclaimed.
That sword, like a thunder that ripped apart the sky, came with endless domineering and destruction.
"Three feet of broken mountains!"
Ma Zhengyu let out a loud roar, and the flow of gang strength was all gushing out. The ruler of the mountain seemed to skyrocket in a circle. After turning his arms in a circle, like a dragon coming out of the abyss, phantoms of mountains appeared one after another. It shattered one after another, and each time a mountain phantom was broken, the light of the ruler became stronger and stronger.
Ruler and sword!
A big frontal collision.
The rays of light were dazzling, and only one figure could be discerned rushing upwards, and another figure was thrown backwards.
Chen Zong fell quickly, and the tyrannical force stepped on the Zhanwutai two footprints, the red thunder sword trembled slightly, and made a slight humming sound.
Ma Zhengyu stepped back again and again, backed to the edge of the battle platform, the palm of the hand holding the measuring ruler was cracked, blood dripped, his arms kept shaking, his whole body was weak, and his face was pale.
Under the battlefield, there was no sound.
Everyone could see that Ma Zhengyu was completely at a disadvantage.
Without further ado, Ma Zhengyu turned around and jumped in the ring, and everyone could still see that he almost fell to the ground, staggering, obviously holding on.
"I announce that Chen Zong has successfully challenged and ranked 89th on the mountaineering list." Instructor Liu's tone unconsciously showed a bit of excitement.
There was an eerie silence all around.
"Brother Chen, it's great." Lin Ji came back to his senses and shouted excitedly, which woke everyone up. Ma Zhengyang had a dead father and mother's expression on his face, and even the cousin who he thought was defeated was defeated. What should I use to deal with Chen Zong, now, I owe a debt of 120 Lingbei, and I don't know when it will be repaid.