King of Gods

Ten strokes are no trace!

Xin made no trace, and pushed the genius summit to a peak, surrounded by the screams of the spectators.

As the first person at the last summit, there is no trace of popularity and prestige.

"I have no trace, I have been waiting for you for a long time.

Zhao Linlong's eyes are surging in the battle. The internal strength of the martial arts is like the iron flow. The rushing low-volume, the martial arts six-fold momentum, like a gust of wind, rushing the audience.

"Zhao Linlong, your physical strength, some loss, it is best to rest a few times."

Autumn dream rain reminds us.

Zhao Linlong has just experienced a few rounds of discussion, especially with the autumn dream rain, a fierce battle, physical strength and martial arts internal strength, some loss, only seven or eight percent of the peak period.

If faced with ordinary opponents, Zhao Linlong does not consider this issue at all.

However, this time the opponent is known as the "ten strokes" but no trace of the Wizards who once made him defeated.

"Lin Longge, you should take a break for a while, let me teach him the strength first."

Zhao Qing jumped into a shape, holding a long gun and leaping to the central open space.

At the Zhaozu Wuhui, Zhao Qing ranked seventh, and he was not qualified to participate in the Genius Summit.

However, Zhao Linlong gave him this opportunity to "deprive" the place that originally belonged to Zhao Feng.

Therefore, Zhao Qing is very grateful to Zhao Linlong, this time also deliberately helped him.

"Well, you don't want to be stubborn."

Zhao Linlong nodded, returned to the pavilion, and took a rest.

Zhao Qing and others have shot in the front, at least they can try to find out the details of Xin.

"Simp no trace... take me a shot!"

Zhao Qing was shocked, and the iron gun in his hand turned into a silver front, and the wind swept away, and it was difficult to distinguish the real in the night.

Xin has no trace standing in the same place, with one hand on the back and no movement.

Oh, this is the case!

Zhao Qing was furious and had no trace of performance. He did not regard him as an opponent.

Hey!

A gun shadow is intertwined, and Li Feng is swallowing and stabbing his left shoulder.

There is no wave in the ancient wells of Xin, and the original place is not moving, and the fingers are slowly lifting.

Hey!

The plain one finger, just hit the weak position where the gun tip is located, and the inner strength of the condensed rushing into the thunder.

Zhao Qing’s blood rushed, and the tiger’s mouth shook, almost standing unsteadily.

"let go!"

Xin has no trace of a backhand, an unspeakable staunch force, through the iron gun shock, let Zhao Qing vomit blood on the spot.

When!

The iron gun came out of the hand, Zhao Qing vomited blood, and even a few steps back, frightened inexplicable.

One by one, Zhao Qing lost, and the iron gun took off.

This scene made many geniuses on the field shocked, but it was also expected.

After all, Xin is the first person in the upper bounds of genius, and changed to Zhao Linlong, it is estimated that the same effect can be achieved.

In the pavilion.

Zhao Feng looks dignified, his left eye, watching the whole process of clear and unseen shots.

Xin Wei's seemingly understated one-on-one shot is the key point of cutting Zhao Qing, almost exactly the same as the flaw seen by his left eye.

Not only that, but the flawless attack seems to follow some of the most reasonable trajectory and fits the natural environment.

A similar feeling, Zhao Feng only felt from the hands of the mysterious "green girl" in the **** canyon.

But the feeling of a young girl is ten times stronger than Xin.

"Lin Longge, you have to hurry and recover, I will also try to force him to exert his true strength."

Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed and floated, bringing the open space in the center of the summit.

"Get it."

Xin is still without a trace, and his face is not shocked.

"Tian Xiaoquan!"

Zhao’s cover is cold and he is launching a high-level boxing method close to the peak.

At the same time, he applied high-level footwork under his feet, secretly urging senior internal strength, and even the power of advanced refining...

The strength of Zhao Feng is close to the genius of Fengyun. In all aspects, there is almost no weakness.

It’s best for him to test Xin’s no trace.

Broken wind!

Xin has no trace of the index finger to break through the air, the martial arts inside the room is like a sharp blade.

Canopy!

The fists and fingers are interlaced, and the one-and-a-nothing one is actually rubbed from the edge of Zhao’s palm.

Zhao Feng’s body shape was awkward, almost fell on the spot, his arm was numb, and he almost lost consciousness.

"Breaking the wind? This seems to be an intermediate martial arts!"

"No, I used to practice the broken wind, how it is different from him."

There was a horror in the field and there was constant discussion.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, looked dignified, applied advanced footwork, got rid of the crisis, and attacked again.

Snapped! Hey! ......

The two men were calm and moving, and the fists were coming and going.

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes...

Xin has no trace of temperament, standing in the same place, almost unmoved.

Huh~

Zhao Feng gasped, and sweat on his forehead, red and dry.

This is only three strokes.

Every time you deal with Xin, you will exhaust a lot of his spirits, and he will make hundreds of moves with the same level.

Every move that seems to be invisible is like restraining him.

The same martial arts internal strength, the same strength, Xin Wushou hand blow, seems to coincide with a time and place, the enemy is invisible.

By the fifth stroke, Zhao Feng had a few hits on his chest, arms, palms, etc., and his body was almost falling apart.

The sixth move, Xin no trace suddenly changed to an intermediate leg method, "嘭", kicked in Zhao Feng's arm.

"what……"

Zhao Feng screamed, his arm was almost broken, cold sweat dripping, and rolled to the ground.

Defeat Zhao Feng, Xin has no use of an intermediate **** and an intermediate leg method.

"As with the previous session, it is intermediate martial arts."

"His every intermediate martial arts has at least reached a perfect level."

Some older geniuses see it.

Central summit.

Xin has no traces and hands, but still calm and leisurely, it seems that even a little physical strength is not consumed.

After Zhao Feng’s defeat, Qiu’s family also dispatched several talented children to challenge, and even the last genius of the genius of Qiu Changyi, all shot.

But the end result is all the same.

A group of geniuses, who took turns to fight, were defeated in the mid-level martial arts.

Even Qiu Changyi, only supported the seventh move.

In the process of Xin Wu's shot, all of them are single-handed and only one hand is released.

In the same stage, in front of him, as if he did not understand martial arts, he would only use the brute force of the village.

"It's hard to believe..."

In Zhao Feng’s battle, there have been statistics.

Xin has a total of five or six intermediate martial arts, and the fire of each door has at least reached a perfect level.

Even some moves, far beyond the martial arts of the original martial arts, become stronger than the original.

at the same time.

On a big tree near the Genius Summit.

Two dark silver scornful figures stood on the branches and were hidden in the shadows of the night.

"Take many intermediate martial arts, practice to perfection, and integrate, Xiaoxiaoyuyangcheng, even have such genius, placed in the same generation of juveniles in the county, he can at least be included in the top ten."

One of the dark silver figures.

"You underestimate him... Although this person has not broken through the ‘breaking section,’ but has the realm and sense of the general martial arts master, you should know, what does this mean?”

Another slightly hoarse voice.

In the area where the summit is located, the three major families, many geniuses, including some elders and VIPs, did not even notice the two "uninvited guests."

......

Central summit.

Xin has no traces and hands, and there is no wave in the face.

For a moment, there was no second person to challenge him.

Many people's eyes are moved to Zhao Linlong.

Zhao Linlong's repair is to achieve the six martial arts, is the only genius that can be compared with Xin.

The seemingly invisible gaze, also cast on the pavilion where the Zhao people are located, seems to be waiting.

"Simply no trace, are you ready?"

Zhao Linlong stood up, and his spirits reached the peak, and the inner martial arts rushed like a river, and he snarled low.

The powerful momentum of the martial arts six heavy, let the children of the Zhao people in the pavilion suppress the discomfort.

"I don't need to prepare."

Xin has no traces of fighting, and his physical strength is not consumed at all.

Because all the opponents are defeated by an understatement, and a breath of breath will return to a prosperous moment.

"it is good!"

Zhao Linlong’s voice fell, leaving a golden afterimage in place.

Central summit.

Two great geniuses, standing against each other, surrounded by the spectators, all held their breath.

Including the shadows of the two dark silver in the shadow of the big tree, all with a little interest.

Step shadow body!

Zhao Linlong suddenly moved, leaving a few golden afterimages in the night. If the speed is ghostly, he can't see the human form at all, but the ear can hear the sound of "shasha".

Many people know that Zhao Linlong’s advanced footwork, “Step Shadow Body,” has reached its peak.

And "Step Shadow Body" in the night, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

call!

Xin did not sigh and breathe a sigh of relief, slowly loosening the hand placed behind, revealing a serious look.

Since the beginning of the discussion, he has only used one-handed combat.

This time, the opponent, repairing to reach the six major martial arts, obviously can not be big.

In the face of Zhao Linlong's demon spirit, Xin Wu stood in the same place, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Zhao Feng's left eye clearly captures the high-frequency sensation of Xin's traceless ears, and integrates with the body's blood and breathing.

"Zhao Linlong's body law, I am afraid to play a role in him."

He shook his head and sighed.

"I do not believe!"

Zhao Qing is not convinced, coldly said: "Lin Longge's advanced footwork, reaching the peak of the fire, no one on the field. Not to mention his cultivation is the highest."

For a long time, he once worshipped and confidently Zhao Linlong.

Zhao Feng laughed and said nothing.

Hey!

In the night, a golden figure appeared on the side of the side without a trace, and the palm of the hand cut the target.

too fast!

No one can see clearly when Zhao Linlong appeared behind Xin.

However, at the moment of the millennium, Xin has no trace.

He is not ill, his back is gently slanted, and the palm of the thunder is half a inch apart, almost wiped his clothes down.

A palm fell through.

At first glance, Zhao Linlong seems to hit the target, but it is just not in the middle, it is so a trace of fire.

"Guilles!"

Xin has no trace of his body shape, his head will not, and Zhao Linlong, who has a slight brow in his leg.

Canopy!

Zhao Linlong mobilized the powerful internal strength of the martial arts six heavy, rushed a fist burst, caught a punch without a mark, the body shape took a step back.

As Zhao Feng expected, Zhao Linlong's body method has no effect on Xin, and he returns without success.

"How do you know Zhao Linlong's "Step Shadow Body" does not work for Xin?"

Zhao Yufei asked curiously.

Zhao Qing, who is next to him, sneered: "He is just lucky, and he is biased against Lin Longge."

I am biased against him?

Zhao Feng almost did not laugh and spray, in the end who is biased against whom.

"What do you laugh at, we have the ability to gamble."

Zhao Qing is angry and angry.