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- The yellow-haired young man in the audience looked at the man in the iron mask with bright eyes and said: "Damn! This outfit is so cool! I have decided, I will ask the master to get me a suit when I get back! Wear it to look naked. Just one stop can shock people!"
"The person who is shocked by you is either an idiot or a retard. He is simply an embroidered pillow! You just look at his handsome clothes, but you don't realize that the cloak and knife on his body are not ordinary things. Take them out. Buy it, at least 50,000 Earth Points" The uncle said awkwardly. Seeing that the other party was a little embarrassed by what he said, he looked at the field and said slowly: "Iron Mask, his identity and age are unknown, no one knows his origins. He has done a good job of keeping secrets. The martial arts he often uses is the blood-killing sword technique of Du Sha, one of the ten villains in Gu Long's novel Peerless Two Prides. Although this set of sword techniques cannot be called peerless kung fu, he has obviously mastered it. Practice this sword technique to the extreme, breaking away from the limitations of sword techniques and moves"
The yellow-haired young man widened his eyes and said, "Ten evil men, blood-killing swords? Isn't that something in a novel?"
The uncle chuckled and said: "Do you think the kung fu in those novelists' books are all fabricated out of thin air? They also adapted it from some collected information. There are many things in this world that you have heard of but have never seen!"
The punishment monk on the field looked directly at the man in the iron mask who was slowly walking towards him. He used his own induction energy to estimate the opponent's strength. The next moment, the feedback information made the punishment monk frown, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. and puzzled.
"HmmThird-rate third-level realm? How did it happen that with this kind of strength, I can win consecutively in the arena, and the superiors even arranged for me to defend the ringIs it just luck that I didn't meet a master? Or is it hiding my strength? ¡¡±
When Monk Xingjie was doubtful, the Iron-faced Man raised his hand gently and said: "Senior Monk Xingjie, this junior has heard about it for a long time. I am extremely honored to see my senior's grace today. I will ask senior to be more merciful later." ¡¡±
¡®Forget it, why are you thinking so much? Even if he hides his strength, can he still surpass me in the first-class third level? The punishment monk came back to his senses without leaving any trace from his thoughts. Hearing the Iron Masked Man's words, he snorted softly: "Boy, you don't seem to recognize where this place is yet. Put away your One thing, here the emphasis is on respecting the strong. If you want to survive, you don¡¯t rely on nice words or others¡¯ mercy, but on whether your own fists are big enough!¡±
The punishment monk's fighting spirit was solidified, turning into a tenacious wind and attacking the man in the iron mask. However, the man in the iron mask still lifted up a few strands of black hair on his temples due to the strong wind, and the lower part of the mask exposed his lips. He opened his mouth slightly and said in the same tone: "Yeah~, you are always the senior, and I am the junior. As a latecomer, this courtesy cannot be missing, senior"
"That's enough! Let's fight if we want! Stop talking nonsense!" The punishment monk's feet shook the mountains, shaking the entire arena with his profound skills. He was a little upset by the seniors' shouts from the Iron Masked Man. chaos.
After being intimidated by the punishment monk, the noisy auditorium around him fell silent for an instant, but the man in the iron mask was not affected at all. He chuckled and said: "In that case, please, senior!"
The word 'please' fell, and the iron-masked man's skill broke through the pressure of the monk's momentum. The monk was shocked. Suddenly, he saw a ghost-headed blade in front of him, which was strangely close to him. His brain had no time to react. The fighting nature allows the body to respond reflexively.
"Golden bell cover!" There was a loud shout, like the buzzing of an ancient bell. A golden bell protected it inside. The knife struck the wall of the bell, and the surrounding earth cracked into pieces of broken porcelain!
"Good boy!" The punishment monk was shocked and angry in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He was surprised that the speed of the other party's attack was far beyond the range of his own strength, and he was angry that the other party actually made him feel the long-lost feeling. Death is oppressive, and the attack is merciless now.
The man in the iron mask was pushed back a few steps by the sudden appearance of the golden bell. He landed on the ground and moved lightly to relieve his remaining strength. He used the sword in his hand to attack again.
The ghost-headed blade passed through a wisp of demonic blood, and exuded a burst of heavy murderous intent. The demonic nature was overwhelming, and the sword energy moved horizontally, sweeping away all devastation!
The punishment monk stood holding his breath, the golden bell circling and gathering to block the incoming sword force. The rosary beads in his hand were wrapped around his arms, and the Vajra Divine Fist blocked the incoming bloody sword. The sword is fierce and the intention is dangerous. The two sides go back and forth to stir up the flames of war, each showing their own skills!
"Blood killing knife!"
¡°King Kong is immovable!¡±
The murderous intention of the bloody knife increases sharply, and the Vajra is as immovable as a mountain!
The clash of swords and fists resounded with a constant exchange of metals. The punishment monk used his flesh and blood body to withstand the sharp edge of the sword without fear. He used his copper skin and iron bones to the fullest. He crossed his legs and could not move, only defending but not attacking. Let the iron face All the people's attacks failed, in order to consume the opponent's true energy, and then strike with thunder to win.
Seeing that Xingjie Monk¡¯s whole body was like a solid fortress that was difficult to conquer, what happened behind the iron mask was??The bright eyes flashed slightly, and at this moment the Iron Mask Man's own martial arts changed. The originally sharp sword moves were accompanied by a layer of flames. He also practices the earth attribute and focuses on the 'immovable magic skill' which is famous for defense.
Metal is born in the earth, and the two complement each other, which maximizes the power of the two techniques. Although the iron mask attribute's physical attributes are innately restrained by the golden bell, causing some discomfort to the monk, it is supported by the immovable magic technique. After dissolving the power of the flames, the golden bell shines like the sun, regenerating Xinhui!
"Bang~!" The blade hit the golden bell again, and the blood sword's strong ferocity came out from within. It was actually the ultimate move of the blood killing sword, "A thousand layers of blood killing!"
The waves of blood surged in all directions, and the golden bell resounded from heaven to earth! The ground beneath their feet each sank three feet, and thousands of dust flew up!
The Iron Masked Man turned his blade and skillfully exerted force in his hand. The strange force actually broke through the defensive air shield of the golden bell without any hindrance. He was confident in his own defense power and could not get into the unsuspecting punishment monk's arm. shoulder.
Suddenly, the blood in Xingjie Monk's body began to boil, and his true energy was scattered. The protective golden bell could not be maintained, and a crack was opened by the blood knife. Facing the approaching blade, Xingjie Monk swallowed the crimson redness in his mouth, and forcibly gathered his true energy. With his palms clenched, he punched out a powerful Vajra fist, displaying his domineering aura.
Among the five elements, the metal system not only has the strongest defensive power, but also has an attack power that is equal to defense. The powerful Vajra Fist is also an upper-level martial arts among the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. The Jie Monk's hands are combined with the Fudo Divine Kung Fu, which is even more like a divine help, shaking the five mountains!
If the Golden Bell is an indestructible shield, then the Powerful Vajra Fist is the spear that penetrates everything.
But in the case of dual-wielding a spear and a shield, the seemingly perfect combination also turned out to be a fatal flaw, and Tie Mian cleverly seized on this flaw, facing the punishment monk's powerful blow without even dodging. He raised his free hand and faced him.
The punishment monk was overjoyed when he saw this, and laughed secretly that the young man was indeed young and energetic, and lacked fighting experience and could not keep his composure. He only wanted to win and was eager to win. The force of his punches was a little stronger at the moment, but he did not realize that he was at this moment. Isn't it 'eager to win'?
At the moment when the arms of the two people exchanged hands, when the punishment monk thought that this punch could seriously injure his opponent, the man in iron mask lightly pinched his orchid finger and moved his magic power in mid-air, and his true energy faintly transformed into a pink flower wall blocking the path of the punch. .
This seemingly fragile flower wall actually withstood the Xing Jie Monk's charged blow. The strong fist hit it, like a mud cow entering the sea. The next moment, the fist force that had disappeared unexpectedly returned from the flower wall with undiminished power. All the anti-increases rebounded.
"Moving flowers and catching jade!?" The punishment monk was shocked. The name of a move flashed in his mind. At the same time, there was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and he pushed his golden bell to the top.
At this moment, the phrase "use the enemy's spear and attack the enemy's shield" could not be more accurate when applied to Xingjie Monk, and the only result is naturally the inevitable breaking of the spear and shield!
The punishment monk, who was supported by the immovable magic skill, could not help but be shaken back by the remaining energy and let out a muffled groan. The iron-masked man suddenly took the opportunity to cover himself with a palm wind. The punishment monk, who had not recovered his breath, had no choice but to raise his head. The arms are held in front of the body to block, and the hope is placed on the properties of immovable magical power to protect the body.
But who would have expected that the palm of the Iron Masked Man was not as fierce as the powerful Vajra Fist of the Punishing Monk, but it revealed a soft strength that could avoid the body's protective energy and injure the internal organs through the muscles.
"Haha~!" The punishment monk, who knew what was wrong, let out a loud shout, endured the backlash of his true energy, and fought the Iron Mask man with a palm to repel him. His own martial arts forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and a pair of tigers Looking straight ahead at the Iron Masked Man standing with his sword raised, he said: "I never thought you would actually master the high-level skill of grafting flowers onto jade. This time I admit defeat!"
The Iron Masked Man's feet landed firmly on the ground, and a calm voice came from behind the mask, saying: "It was just a fluke that the junior was able to break through the senior's defense just now. Suddenly, the senior's golden bell and the immovable magic skill were not the same." Fortunately, he is the best in the world. Normally, the juniors would be helpless. The seniors can only really admire the juniors"
Although the tone of this sentence was so sincere, it sounded ironic to the ears of the monk. Not to mention the transfer of flowers and jade, the palm technique that ignored the body's true energy just now He could break through his own golden bell. Thinking of the punishment monk, he frowned in dissatisfaction and said, "No one has told you that excessive modesty is hypocrisy? It's not like I can't afford to lose! If you win, you win, no need to say What kind words can you say to please me!"
Seeing that although the other party was angry, he did not feel humiliated or intolerable at all, the Iron-faced Man smiled lightly and said: "Thank you, senior, for your permission"
"Huh!" The monk turned around and walked away. Suddenly he stopped and turned around and asked, "Is your surname Su?"
The man in the iron mask was stunned for a moment and didn¡¯t know why.He shook his head and said, "No, I wonder why senior asked this?"
"It's okay if I don't have a surname of Su. Don't call me senior again next time we meet! Bad luck!" After saying that, the punishment monk didn't look back, leaving only a moment of silence on the field
Soon after, the man in the iron mask came to his senses, put away his knife, turned around and left, and then a burst of excitement broke out on the field.
Watching the Iron Mask disappear into the corridor, the uncle sitting in the audience ignored the excitement of the young man next to him. The small notebook in his hand was filled with pages of complicated and difficult calculation methods. He stopped writing meaningfully and said, He sighed: "This Iron Mask is really unfathomable However, after defeating the Punishment Monk, his life will be difficult in the future"
The punishment monk who left the arena at this moment was walking around the corner of a dark corridor. He finally couldn't suppress the injuries in his body and spit out a mouthful of blood. The dim cyan light illuminated his face like gold paper. He leaned against the wall to regulate the breath in his body, took out a communicator from his arms, and dialed a number, "Hey, it's me, Lao Xing, pick me up"
"Hello" After the other end of the communicator paused for a moment, the punishment monk heard a man's voice, a crack appeared on his face full of flesh, and said: "Master? I have found a good young man, who may be suitable. Your requestYes, that person teaches 'Iron Mask'"
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"Congratulations on defeating the champion of this arena and gaining the qualification to enter the advanced area. I have entered your earth point into your watch. You will receive a prompt in three seconds Also, this is the latest model you need. Please keep your genetic analysis equipment and genetic textbooksMay God bless you"
In a church in this world, after receiving a mail package from a robot receptionist who looked like a young nun, the man in the iron mask gently curled the corners of his uncovered lips and said: "God? Sorry, God and the devil, If I had to choose, I would identify more with the devil"
"Eh?" Seeing the nun robot in front of him showing human doubts, Tie Mian slowly turned around and said: "Similarly, if you want to get something from the devil, you have to pay a certain price, although sometimes it has some conditions. Harsh, but from beginning to end, you are on the same plane as God; and when God needs Him, no matter how you lower your posture and pray in front of Him, He will only look at you indifferently , to confuse believers with some high-sounding words. If the devil is a qualified businessman, then God is a qualified exploiter In a certain respect, the devil is more honest, fair and humane than God. It is often said that the devil will induce human beings to fall. , but what really makes people fall is human beings themselves. When you are desperate, the one who can really save you is not God or the devil, but yourself"
"Zheng!" As soon as the Iron Masked Man finished speaking, he unsheathed the ghost-headed sword on his waist and waved out a series of destructive and bright sword lights in his hand. A touch of hot blood splashed on the nun's face. The nun stretched out her hand to touch her face blankly. Looking up, I saw several corpses falling from the church beams. Each corpse held a weapon that had seen light in its hands. The blood flowing from its throat blended into the bright red carpet in the church. There was still a trace of disbelief on his face before he died.
"Human, greed is the original sin, and ignorance is stupidity. In this world" Pushing open the door of the church, the gentle sunshine shines in. Tie Mian reaches out and takes off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome face in the sun. The face, "It's really filthy"
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