Genius Sword Immortal - Chapter 535

[Chapter 535 Fiasco?]

After the real Chonghua reported the names of the top ten masters, he looked at the field with great interest, and Zizhenjian sent everyone in the direction.

The method he came up with to deal with Ye Feng is very simple, that is to be hard. If it weren’t for the presence of the two old men, Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng, he would have already attacked Ye Feng and forced Chunyang Baojian to come, why would he have waited until now?

In addition, on the Tang family side, his Taiji Temple might not be afraid of the other party, but if the Tang family and Ye Wentian and the others unite, he can’t stand the real person Chonghua.

Therefore, as long as Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng were taken care of, he would have a way to deal with a mere Ye Feng.

And to deal with Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng, the best way is to do some small tricks in the martial arts master battle.

Ye Wentian was on the field, and the challenge target was the head of the Shenquan Sect, who was currently ranked tenth among the top ten masters, and the fist god Han was not harsh.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding people started to whisper, and Han Bujiao also walked onto the court a little unexpectedly and bowed to Ye Wentian, but there was a bit of playfulness in his expression, some shrewd people would be able to It could be seen that Han Bukuo seemed to despise Ye Wentian.

That’s right, although Ye Wentian is considered a senior in martial arts, he hasn’t appeared in 20 years after all. Now, maybe he’s all old bones. It’s hard to say how much he has mastered in martial arts.

And Shenquan Han is not harsh, although he was not as good as Ye Wentian 20 years ago, but in these 20 years he has become the head of Shenquan Sect with his own strength.

The most important thing is that Han Bukuo and Ye Wentian’s cultivation bases are similar, they both have a hundred years of cultivation bases, so everyone feels that even if Ye Wentian still maintains his previous strength, he may not have the certainty of victory.

Ye Wentian came on stage.

“Let me see the strength of the first person in boxing today.”

He raised his head and looked at Han Buku, the fist god, who had the temperament of a grandmaster.

“Hmph, I won’t let you down.”

Han Bukui snorted lightly, his expression was a little dignified, but more of a strong confidence, and he clenched his fists: “Let me also learn the Ye family’s famous mad magic boxing.”

What responded to him was Ye Wentian’s fist marks the size of two sandbags!

The mad magic boxing method advocates doing whatever you want, so Ye Wentian didn’t think about the boxing method at all, and directly punched Han Bukuo with two punches.

Seeing these two fist prints attacking Han Buju in the air, it suddenly caused a large group of people around to exclaim. Compared with yesterday’s rookie battle, today’s master battle is even more exciting!

Facing Ye Wentian’s two big fist marks, Han Bukuo’s whole body qi condensed on his fist, he planned to fight with Ye Wentian first, to test Ye Wentian’s weight.

Since Shenquanmen is called Shenquanmen, its boxing skills should not be underestimated. The Three Emperors Cannon Punching Fist has reached the realm of transformation in Han Bukuo’s hands.

Heart Fist.

Han Bukuo directly unleashed the most powerful punch among the Three Emperor Cannons, and smashed hard on the two horizontal fist marks that Ye Wentian had attacked. With a loud bang, the entire Taiji Square erupted. A violent air current raised the surrounding dust, making it foggy under the sunlight.

The scene of this fierce collision aroused heated discussions among the surrounding onlookers.

Ye Wentian is obviously not old, so it seems that there is still a good chance that he will be in the position of the top ten masters.

“It’s hard to say. Now both sides are just testing. A master of this level will lose if he is negligent. It depends on how well the two perform.”

Someone with more accurate vision analyzed it, and then still stared at the field.

The master battle is the master battle, and it is not at the same level as yesterday’s rookie battle. In the whole rookie battle, only the first place Zi Jianlan can watch it. For everyone, it’s just entertainment.

And this master battle can make thousands of people in the martial arts get some insights, and even realize some martial arts essence from it, which is self-evident for the improvement of the entire martial arts world.

Ye Wentian and Han Bukuo fought fiercely. The high tide in the field, scene after scene, dust and smoke rose up in waves, fist marks flew everywhere, and any one hit on the surrounding people could seriously injure one person. Disabled, but easily taken over by both sides.

“Just this little strength…”

Han Bukuo sneered at the corner of his mouth. After fighting with Ye Wentian for so long, he realized that Ye Wentian’s strength was a lot worse than his.

Now that he Han Bukuo has only used 80% of his strength, he has already tied with Ye Wentian. If he exerts his full strength, he will definitely defeat Ye Wentian at once.

It seems that it is time to use a unique trick to kill Ye Wentian from the stage and retain the title of tenth place among the top ten martial arts masters!

Little did he know that Ye Wentian, who was opposite him, was thinking the same way.

“I’ve only used five successful strengths, and Han Buxuan is a little cold sweat, but that’s all. Now is the time.”

Ye Wentian thought in his heart and felt at ease.

But he didn’t want to use all his strength to defeat the opponent, but——

When Han Bukuo hit him with a punch, Ye Wentian pretended to be out of strength and was hit in the chest by the punch, and then the whole person flew out of the Zizhen Sword Sect with confidence, “Bang!” With a bang, he fell to the ground, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out and sprinkled on the stone ground of Tai Chi Square.

This scene caused an uproar in the surrounding people.

Ye Wentian failed miserably!

Sure enough, this old guy is useless.

A group of people thought so in their hearts, Han Bukuo was even more triumphant, he cupped his hands in the surroundings, and then asked Ye Wentian in a pretentious manner, “Senior Ye, is it alright? , but I don’t know that you will suddenly be exhausted just now.”

“Cough cough.”

Ye Wentian waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he must have been severely injured this time.

Ye Feng stepped forward to help him up, and quietly used True Qi to condense in the palm of his hand, Holy Healing!

With the bright sunlight covering up the golden light of Holy Healing, no one knew that Ye Wentian’s injury had been cured by Ye Feng in an instant. No one knew that Ye Wentian’s fiasco just now was completely intentional, and the injury was not as severe as it seemed on the surface.

fiasco?

On purpose.

The corners of Ye Feng’s mouth were slightly raised, and he glanced at the real person Chonghua not far away, and he was delighted to see this old Taoist priest.

“If Grandpa and Grandpa both lose their fighting power, this old Taoist will definitely end up provoking me.”

Ye Feng wanted this effect.

The teacher is famous.

Since ancient times, no matter what you do, no matter how powerful it is, if you want to do something against the other party, you need a justifiable reason. For example, on Earth, there are many excuses for the United States to fight Iraq and other countries.

Now Ye Feng is naturally the same.

If he took the initiative to challenge the real person Chonghua, even if he won, it would be difficult for other martial arts people to admire him. But if the real person Chonghua provoked, and he passively counterattacked and won, the effect and meaning would be different.

Now that Ye Wentian had defrauded his injuries, it was not far from that moment.

“It’s up to me below.”

When Tang Xuefeng saw Ye Wentian flying back “he was seriously injured”, he pretended to be filled with righteous indignation and walked out of the arena, and pointed to another person not far away, that was the ninth in the top ten masters, Situ Ke, the head of the Heavenly Sword Palace.