Chapter 9 Martial Arts

"Sister Yan, can you tell me what I'm going to do tomorrow?" Zhao Jingtian quickly changed the topic, and it was very natural.

Sure enough, more than half of the anger on Yan Yaoying's face disappeared: "Kid, if you may die tomorrow, would you still like to go?"

Zhao Jingtian shook his head: "I don't want to, but I must go. For Sister Yan and for myself, I have no choice.

Yan Yaoying was very satisfied with Zhao Jingtian's answer: "Sister Yan has no choice. If you die, Sister Yan is not far from death. Speaking of this, Yan Yaoying sighed and looked up at the sky, with helplessness in her eyes: "Tomorrow, you will participate in a life-and-death battle with the best boxers in the other five training bases."

Zhao Jingtian asked, "What are the rules?"

Yan Yaoying said, "There are no rules. Each training base sends a boxer of the same level to fight in a closed arena, and only one can come out alive.

Zhao Jingtian was a little disapproving: "Sister Yan, do you think I will lose? You have passed on so many boxing skills from me.

Yan Yaoying patted Zhao Jingtian on the shoulder: "Xiaotian, Sister Yan believes in your strength. Be careful tomorrow.

At this moment, there is only warm concern in Yan Yaoying's tone.

Zhao Jingtian's nose is a little sore, and what he is most afraid of is that others will treat him well. In the past, Zhao Jingtian sold himself as a slave to save that man. Will you even sell your life this time? Zhao Jingtian himself doesn't know either.

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The moonlight like water shines through the window on Zhao Jingtian's face. There was silence everywhere, but Zhao Jingtian couldn't sleep. He always feels that tomorrow's life-and-death battle will be unexpected.

Zhao Jingtian himself doesn't know what's going on. Recently, he always seems to have a little premonition about what is going to happen.

"Anyway, I can't sleep. Get up and practice the Blood Taboo!" After practicing the Blood Taboo for half a year, Zhao Jingtian still stayed in the first stage of the blood cover.

The blood masking chapter is very effective for Zhao Jingtian's body shaping. At this time, Zhao Jingtian's body is no less powerful than that of the second-level condensed boxer.

"The first page of practice will play an auxiliary role at most, and it will not achieve a breakthrough effect." Zhao Jingtian said, "Let's see what to learn in the second stage."

"The second chapter, the formula for body shaping... In order to achieve the level of blood practice taboo formula for body shaping, you must learn one of the primary five elements boxing skills and integrate with each other to practice the next level of tips... What kind of attribute the fusion skills can be controlled by the owner, and no one else can see the possibility..." Zhao Jingtian sighed in his heart: "It turned out Boxing skills can really be integrated! Fire Finance..."

Zhao Jingtian made a "body shaping secret", and the blood in his body suddenly burned as if it was burning!

"Ah!" Zhao Jingtian's whole body was like being scalded by boiling water, and the pain was unbearable. The blood flowed faster and faster. Finally, it was out of Zhao Jingtian's control and ran randomly in Zhao Jingtian's body!

Zhao Jingtian only felt a stream of blood rushing up to the top of his head, and his eyes were blood red. He only heard a "buzz" in his ear and lost consciousness...

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Jingtian woke up and the sky was already bright. Thinking of the signs similar to going crazy last night, Zhao Jingtian quickly jumped up and punched a few sets of punches.

Zhao Jingtian was surprised to find that he was not qi and bloodless. On the contrary, my strength has doubled compared with yesterday! At the same time, the fist he hit has a faint fist, which is the characteristic of a condensing-level boxer!

What surprised Zhao Jingtian most was that the power he used in his current boxing actually had the dual attributes of fire and gold at the same time!

Moreover, in Zhao Jingtian's mind, a set of fusion boxing skills actually appeared: the fusion of fire whirlwind thirteen kicks and breaking the golden palm knife!

"With the broken golden palm knife with strong attack power as a close defense, and make a long-range attack with the leg method. Take care of both far and near, and don't leak!" Zhao Jingtian was ecstatic! This set of boxing skills is called whirlwind palm knife! Look, it must be me who came out of the life-and-death battle!"

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Jin Xuan School is the largest sect in Zhenzhou. It covers a large area far beyond Zhao Jingtian can imagine. Zhao Jingtian followed Yan Yaoying into the Jinxuan School and couldn't help marveling at its vastness: "This can simply become a city in the city!"

After walking for more than ten minutes, the two finally arrived at their destination - a large round open-air arena. The teams of the six boxers training bases each occupy a corner, and there is a chair in front of the team, each sitting on their instructors.

Zhao Jingtian glanced at the whole arena and stood honestly next to Yan Yaoying, because Zhao Jingtian saw that there was also one person standing next to the instructors. Zhao Jingtian guessed that these people, like him, were boxers who participated in the life-and-death battle.

There are three people sitting in the auditorium of the arena, and a middle-aged man sits in the middle. The man's face is like a crown jade, and his eyes are as deep as a pool of water. Between hands and feet, there is a flood of self-confidence and calmness. And his golden clothes made of gold silk highlight his dignity.

On the left side of the man in gold sat another middle-aged man in green, and the man sitting on the right was Master Jin Xuan.

Next to and behind the three of them, dozens of armored generals stood upright and dared not make any small movements. Among these generals, Zhao Jingtian also recognized one person - General Luo.

Looking at the respectful attitude of Master Jin and the middle-aged man in blue shirt to the man in gold and the momentum of the man in gold, Zhao Jingtian secretly guessed, "Isn't this person the suzerain of Jin Xiangzong?"

Zhao Jingtian guessed correctly. Except for Jin Hongzhe, the suzerain of Jinxiang Sect, who else can have such momentum in the territory of Jinxiang Sect in the Holy Heaven!

Seeing that everyone had come, Jin Hongzhe said lightly, "Xiaoxuan, you can start. You will host this year's martial arts competition.

"Yes, godfather." Seeing that Jin Hongzhe personally called the name, Jin Xuan stood up and walked forward: "I announce that Jin Xiangzong's annual junior boxer competition has officially begun!"

"Oh--" All the boxers in the arena cheered in unison. They know that as long as they perform well in this martial arts competition, they can join Jin Xiangzong's army and enjoy the treatment of soldiers!

Zhao Jingtian always felt that Jin Xuan's eyes were always towards Yan Yaoying and himself, and he was disgusted: "Jin Xuan? Golden flies are almost the same!"

Jin Xuan was very satisfied with the reaction of these junior boxers, and then said, "You are the future of Jin Xiangzong, and the responsibility to protect your home naturally falls on you. Today, we have the honor to invite the patriarch to visit us in person. Therefore, everyone should perform better later. After this test, you will be qualified Jin Xiangzong boxers!"

was so agitated by Jin Xuan, and the boxers suddenly boiled. Of course, what excite them most is not the first sentence of Jin Xuan, but the last sentence.

Jin Xuan raised his hands to signal the boxers to be quiet: "Now, it is the first item of the martial arts competition: martial arts performance!"

The so-called martial arts performance is a whole team standing in the middle of the competition platform and boxing neatly.

It's easy to punch alone, but it's very difficult to keep a team close to thousands of people.

Zhao Jingtian saw the collective punches of his companions and couldn't help shaking his head repeatedly: "Isn't it embarrassing to go up?"

Zhao Jingtian's team is not good, which does not mean that other teams are not good either. When the other five teams performed martial arts, Zhao Jingtian was deeply shocked!

The neat footwork, powerful momentum, powerful punching, and righteous shouting make those martial arts teams look particularly powerful!

Zhao Jingtian even had an illusion: the momentum of these five teams is enough to shake a hill!

"Sister Yan! Why is our team so bad? Zhao Jingtian asked in a low voice.

Yan Yaoying sat motionless on the chair and replied in a low voice: "That's because their boxers are all metallic. Only our team is a miscellaneous army of various attributes.

Zhao Jingtian was stunned: "Why?"

Yan Yaoying snorted coldly, "That's because that guy wants my team to lose face in this martial arts competition!"

"Damn!" Zhao Jingtian can't wait to drag Jin Xuan down and beat him up now!

"Now, the boxer from the sixth boxer training base will perform martial arts." Jin Xuan's shout sounded, and Yan Yaoying waved her hand blankly: "Go up."

Before seeing the other five teams perform martial arts, Zhao Jingtian's companions were still full of confidence. But in this comparison, they knew that they were the weakest!

Once confidence is lost, these people seem to have no confidence to walk. In this way, the team will be a little scattered.

Jin Hongzhe looked in the direction of Yan Yaoying: "Ting Ming, why is the quality of this team so poor? Is that instructor Yan Yaoying, the daughter of Yan Xinhai?

The man in blue is Jin Tingyu, the head of Jin Xuan's school and Jin Xuan's father. Jin Tingming replied respectfully, "Master, the attributes of boxers in this team are different, and it is normal to have poor quality."

Jin Hongzhe smiled and said, "It turns out to be your future daughter-in-law. No wonder you say good things for her. Well, at the end of this martial arts competition, I will let Yan Yaoying marry your son. How about that?

Jin Tingming looked flattered: "Thank you, the patriarch, for the dog!"

Jin Hongzhe laughed and said, "Jin Xuan is also my adopted son. Why are you so polite..."

"Haha..." There were bursts of laughter from the arena, interrupting the conversation between Jin Hongzhe and Jin Tingming. The two looked down and frowned at the same time: The team was not performing martial arts, which was obviously similar to the monkey play on the street!

Zhao Jingtian said with hatred, "Sister Yan, they are not usually so bad. I must have lost my confidence after watching the martial arts performance of other teams just now!"

Yan Yaoying didn't say a word and quietly watched the "monkey play" she had trained for half a year.

"Go down." Jin Hongzhe waved his hand, and these people walked back behind Yan Yaoying disorderly as if they had been relieved from pain.

"I'm sorry, Sister Yan..." These guys are dejected and depressed to the extreme.

Yan Yaoying said lightly, "It's okay. You can skip the second game directly."

"skip the second game? What do you mean? Is Sister Yan desperate for us? Everyone was full of doubts, but they did not dare to ask more questions, so they could only stand in a regular manner.

The sneer on Jin Xuan's face flashed, and then said loudly, "In the first martial arts competition, the last sixth boxer training base was directly eliminated!" Let's start the second game - the Fifty Man War!"