Yan Wuhui's opponent was still neither sad nor happy, and he was cautious in the circle. After a while, Yan Wuhui's attack gradually became weak and his fierce momentum was slightly reduced. However, his opponent still did not take action and was very cautious. After a little slowdown, Yan Wuhui's sword force began to become fierce again, with more flaws in his moves and his momentum gradually decreased. After a moment, Yan Wuhui's recovery knife stopped attacking, and was preparing to take a breath.

After allowing Yan Wu to attack for more than ten minutes, the bald man did not return the move. Seeing that Yan Wuhui stopped, he began to attack actively. The bald man pressed the knife and did not fire it, and he approached Yan Wuhui. His agile footwork was tempting and left and right, making it difficult to judge the offensive.

Yan Wuhui completely ignored the bald man's false moves and stood still. The bald man kept testing around Yan Wuhui, but Yan Wuhui still did not respond. The bald man was not in a hurry. With the change of footwork, he kicked the ice on the ground towards Yan Wuhui. Unexpectedly, Yan Wuhui ignored it at all and let the hard ice cubes hit on his body, like a wooden man.

Seeing that Yan Wuhui ignored him at all, the bald man was very calm. After a while of testing, he stopped and stood on the back of Yan Wuhui's right, stopping.

The situation in the ring became very strange, as if acting, you act for a part, I act for a part, and I will take a break after the show.

The two of them were calm, but the long-haired man who had been watching the game couldn't help but feel angry. With the palms, he had already grabbed a piece of ice as big as a millstone and smashed it at Yan Wuhui. At this time, the bald man's eyes lit up.

The ice cubes as big as a millstone hit Yan Wuhui, but Yan Wuhui didn't turn around. The sword light flashed and shattered the ice cubes, and the broken ice cubes fell all over his head. At this moment, the bald man moved, and turned sharply, pulling out a gray afterimage, silently appeared on the left back of Yan Wuhui. He held a knife and slashed it, but he didn't draw the sword, and the knife and sheathed it.

Yan Wuhuihui knocked on the sheath, and the sword light like a slashed from the bald man's scabbard. Seeing that Yan Wuhui was about to splatter three feet of blood, Yan Wuhui seemed to have expected it. The ice and snow were rising, and the steps were retreating and just hitting the bald man's wrist. The sword light like a splattered with light and barely dragged across Yan Wuhui's back, and blood splashed.

He succeeded in one blow and avoided Yan Wuhui's elbow. The bald man wanted to use the power of the collision to open the distance. However, Yan Wuhui tried every means to wait for this opportunity to get close, so how could he allow him to escape?

The bald man thought that Yan Wuhui's step technique was not as flexible as him and could definitely be able to distance himself. However, the fact surprised him. Yan Wuhui followed him like a shadow, with the sword light traversing in a square inch. Yan Wuhui, who seemed exhausted, was more fierce than before. His attack like a storm never stopped, and his blink of an eye was already at a disadvantage.

From the previous test Yan Wuhui knew that this person had been hiding his sword and could not show it. He must have wanted to succeed with one blow and keep his efforts against the remaining one. He remembered what the person above said: Without the enlightenment of burying himself in the tiger's den, how could he have the skill of slaughtering the tiger?

Using the body as bait and calculating the opponent's calculations, it finally led to the tiger out of the hole.

The sound of weapons fighting was connected together, and the bald man had superb sword skills, which was even better than Yan Wuhui. Unfortunately, he was not as fierce as Yan Wuhui's desperate efforts, and he did not let others cut him one more time.

The bald man lost, Yan Wuhui got three swords, he got one sword in Yan Wuhui. Yan Wuhui was still standing, but he fell down.

The bald man fell down, and before Yan Wuhui could breathe, the long-haired man had already arrived in front of him. The man's idea was obvious. I would not join forces with others, but I would not let him go if I had the chance.

The bloody battle started again. The long-haired man practiced the Baji Tongjie. His fighting style was as fierce and fierce as Yan Wuhui. Yan Wuhui was injured and was already at a disadvantage, but he did not give in at all. He fled and fisted, and the sword was radiant and the fist was howling. After a few moves, Yan Wuhui was not wary and was thrown on his face by the long-haired man. His whole face was plucked by the long-haired man and his face was covered with blood.

After suffering a severe blow, Yan Wuhui was crazy and desperate. Every move was a desperate move. The long-haired man responded calmly and did not give in. After a few moves, Yan Wuhui was hit by the long-haired man and grabbed a piece of flesh on the shoulder of his opponent.

Replace injuries with injuries and life with lives. Yan Wuhui was really fighting hard. The long-haired man's fist and palm fell on Yan Wuhui's body, as if he was playing a drum. Yan Wuhui didn't know how many people were injured, and he probably had a bucket of blood spit out.

He used madness to control madness and cruelty to see Yan Wuhui being cruel, and the long-haired man was determined to win Yan Wuhui.

The extremely fierce battle made everyone frightened. Blood sprinkled throughout the ring, and Yan Wuhui's blood seemed to flow endlessly.

The long hair was dead. He punched Yan Wuhui's shoulder blades. Yan Wuhui cut one of his arms with a knife, and blood spurted out about three feet high. Yan Wuhui did not give him a chance to stop the bleeding until he shed the last drop of blood.

He fought to the death with his bald head and his long hair. Yan Wuhui advanced, but everyone felt that he could not survive the next round.

Turning his head, he glanced at Chu Xiang with a cold look, Yan Wuhui dragged his seriously injured body away from the ring area, and his fierce eyes scared away the doctor who went to treat him. The doctor dared not come forward and did not dare to approach the injured lone wolf.

"Don't you persuade me like this?" Shi Wuzheng looked at Yan Wuhui's departure and said.

"He can only walk the path he chooses alone." Chu Xiangdao seemed to sigh again.

Chu Xiang knew that Yan Wuhui would not die. If he died, he would not be Yan Wuhui. It would not be that person who awakened the demon body would die so easily. Moreover, this person is Yan Wuhui, and he has always been a life in death.

The last battle was another strong battle, one person was killed, one person was seriously injured, and the minor injured advanced.

The competitions in the 17th are all over. After experiencing the baptism of two top masters, both of them have gained something and no longer watch other games that have not ended. Shi Wuzheng had just broken through and returned to the Nanhua Villa to recuperate, and was preparing to deal with the crisis that Chu Xiang might have caused.

Chu Xiang glanced at the crowd scattered around him and walked back to the city. Although life and death in the arena was tragic, compared with the struggle of survival, it was just a drop in the bucket. He was used to the misery of the world, and his heart gradually became cold and would not be touched by it.

It was only twelve:30 noon, and it was still early at 4:00 pm, but Chu Xiang arrived at Banyue Pavilion early. There were no people near Banyue Pavilion. This place was originally a relatively remote and desolate place with few people and the surrounding environment felt gloomy.

Those who teach martial arts should arrive in advance, but those who listen to the lectures have not arrived yet. This is probably rare. Just like in class, the teacher always comes after the students arrive. How can the teacher come to the classroom first wait for the students?

Chu Xiang was not in a hurry and sat cross-legged in the pavilion. Jingsi had just met Lu Feng and Liu Boyong. Some people had already come outside. When he saw Chu Xiang, he looked at him outside the pavilion. After confirming that it was Chu Xiang, he found a good place to sit outside the pavilion and waited quietly.

Changsun Yue once asked Chu Xiang why he chose this place. This place was a special place for Chu Xiang. This was his first time to come, but this place had a lot to do with him. Duan Meng was kidnapped by people from the Shanke Alliance, and the other party asked to meet here. Leng Ruyue and Nan Zhongdao also killed the kidnappers here, which was a place that got him involved in the storm.

In the incident that caused storms in the city, the Shanke Alliance regained its face, but the murderer was not found, which led to the opposition between the Shanke Alliance and the Buddha. Now, Chu Xiang, who has a close relationship with Duan Meng and has a profound martial arts skill, chose to speak martial arts here. He also fought against the Shanke Alliance the day before. The Shanke Alliance used his toes and knew that Chu Xiang must be a person who is close to this matter, and it is not just as simple as having a good relationship with Duan Meng.

Chu Xiangxuan’s intention to express his martial arts here is very obvious. This matter has something to do with me. If you want to cause trouble, please come and take it together.

As time passed, more and more people outside the pavilion were coming, and snowflakes fell, painting the first ones into gray colors. Seeing this, the people behind sat cross-legged around the pavilion and waited quietly.

Before today's event, Chu Xiang was just a slightly famous master. After today's event, he was already a super master who occupied a place in the world's martial arts. After removing the siege of three marrow refiners, the terrifying aura when confronted with Lu Feng, all showed Chu Xiang's super strength. Such a peak warrior with strong strength publicly talked about martial arts. Who wouldn't want to come and take a look? Even marrow refiners don't want to miss this opportunity.

People have a heart of following the crowd, especially under the infection of special environments. The surroundings of Fengyu Pavilion are very quiet, and the slightly gloomy atmosphere seems much softer after the crowd gathers. Some people who have just come to speak loudly find that everyone is sitting quietly, feeling a little embarrassed, and they all calm down.

All of them survived the bloody storm, and everyone was carrying evil spirits. At this time, they sat here quietly and found that it seemed that the evil spirits on their bodies were gone, and they were unprecedentedly quiet and peaceful in their hearts, and the swelling snowflakes seemed to have a hint of poetry.

There were more and more people around the pavilion, with dark heads everywhere, all the people on the inner layer were white, and the number was still increasing. Changsun Yue sat in the crowd and found that he could not implement all the things he had thought about and wanted to do, and he became one of the people, not different from others.

More and more experts came. When it was almost four o'clock, a slender young man appeared on a balcony on the south side. He had a majestic face and a strong demeanor in his behavior. His aura was faintly opposed to Chu Xiang. He was obviously a top master.

It was already four o'clock in the blink of an eye, and Chu Xiang was still sitting there without moving, and there was no intention of speaking. It was a bit strange that the speaker had not moved. People kept coming and saw Chu Xiang not talking about martial arts. Some people left with a few words of contempt, while others sat down and merged into the crowd of people sitting in silence.

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere is intoxicating. After four o'clock, this quietness was finally broken, and Chu Xiang's voice gradually sounded; I bowed my head and closed my ears, and my original intention was not as good as the world, but the disasters came from heaven, the world changed drastically, and my heart had nowhere to go, so I had to do it very well. I know the destiny of heaven, and it is difficult to be confused by arrogant, extravagant, and desire, let alone confused. Thinking about the past and present, the so-called sages are not consistent, and there are many mistakes.

Therefore, it is said: The wise are not enough to be effective, and the sages are not enough to imitate them. I am my own heart, and whether it is devil or demon, success will be successful, and failure will be defeated. We are just a straw dog, so why should we think a lot, what should we do, what should we do, what should we do? If the heaven is not kind, why should we destroy it? If the earth is unrighteous, why should we fear destruction?

The strong are not afraid and persevere. My way is not the right way, but the extreme way. It is the ultimate way of strengthening the body and mind, and it will shock the will of heaven. Therefore, when I sit down, I do not distinguish between humans, demons, demons, witches, good and evil, race, and sects. I do not have any sects to learn, but I can listen to them.

All I wish is that you can achieve supreme achievements, defeat me in the back of my palm, strengthen the Chinese bloodline, and last for generations."

The voice gradually rose and clearly entered everyone's ears. With one word and one word, the breath fluctuated with the words. Those who can't understand it feel their breath, and they feel that they understand it.

Chu Xiang's voice was clear and penetrated into everyone's hearts. Suddenly, someone in the crowd sitting on the ground raised his hand, breaking the harmony.

The one who raised his hand was a thin middle-aged man. When he felt Chu Xiang’s inquiring eyes, the thin man said nervously: “I don’t understand.”

As soon as a sentence came out, it seemed like a stone was thrown down from the calm lake, and it suddenly became chaotic. Seeing this person wearing it, Chu Xiangzhiran, there were not many people who could understand the classical Chinese text. It was normal for this person to dress up as a hard-working migrant worker. It was not important to understand this passage. It was just that he had been in the past twenty years of his life and could feel the meaning he conveyed.

Chu Xiang nodded slightly, and the middle-aged man sat down, the rippling lake surface calmed down again, and the atmosphere returned to the previous quiet and peaceful peace.

"In the martial arts path, there is no way to take tricks. Calamities from heaven make us difficult to survive, but they also give us better conditions for practicing martial arts than before. Now our physical strength limit is far higher than before. In the past, those who practice martial arts had to spend a lot of time to temper their bodies in order to develop a strong physique, but now our bodies are already strong, and this part of the kung fu can save most of the effort."

Chu Xiangdian used straightforward vernacular language to summarize the outline of martial arts practice after the great changes, explain the level of martial arts, start from the lowest level of whole strength, and describe the key points of martial arts practice in the most direct and simple way, and teaches on-site drills.

The martial arts and martial arts are treasured secrets passed down from generation to generation by the family sect. The obscure and difficult-to-understand formula practices were described in straightforward language by Chu Xiang, which benefited a lot from the audience. Most of the people who came to listen to the lectures were survivors who survived with the experience summarized through their daily struggles. No one had ever taught them. Now someone told them like this, telling them how to go the real path. Combining their own experience and the path explained by Chu Xiang, after confirming it, they immediately understood many key points.

The path of martial arts has different paths. Whether it is orthodox martial arts training or the fighting techniques summarized by instinct, they are all the same starting point and the same goal. However, the former is more refined and correct after being summarized by his ancestors, while the latter is not concise enough. Using the experience of the former to guide the latter is a natural result.

The whole martial arts talk was very smooth, and it was falling in the snow. Chu Xiang said that it didn't stop until ten o'clock in the evening. However, the crowd was still unwilling to leave. He surrounded the pavilion. Chu Xiang answered many people's questions again. It was not until eleven o'clock in the evening that the crowd refused to leave. Chu Xiang expected that the person who came to disrupt the situation did not appear. It seemed that Shi Wuzheng and the others would not worry about what happened. However, there were many powerful auras around him, which was beyond his expectations.

After the explanation, Chu Xiang said to Changsun Yue: "Go and find the person who spoke at the beginning."

Changsun Yue heard Chu Xiang's words and nodded and left.

When Chu Xiang stood up and was about to leave Banyue Pavilion, a powerful voice came from the south: "Shaoxing Sun Ying greeted me."
Chapter completed!