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Luo Zhen suddenly applauded, attracting everyone's attention.

"Zhouzhu Chen is worthy of being a hero of the world and has extraordinary courage."

Zhou Jing turned his head and looked at him: "Who are you?"

"I, Luo Zhen, is the head of the South China Sect."

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows: "It turned out to be you, the invitation from the martial arts conference was given to me by you. Speaking of which, I have come to the Huyang territory and have not visited you, the neighbor."

Luo Zhen twitched his eyes, stabilized his expression and said in a deep voice:

"Master Chen, I believe you know the reason why we hold the martial arts conference. All the colleagues here have come to ruin the rules of the world for you. Now that things have come, it is useless to say more. Let's draw the trail, act according to your rules, try your hand, and use your skills to compete for the best. If you can beat you one move and half a stance, I hope you keep your promise and return the secrets of the sect you have taken away, and no longer spread it everywhere."

"I will never go back on my word. If I can beat the gun in my hand, everything is easy to say."

Zhou Jing nodded.

His eyes swept across the sects, paused on Lin Song, but he moved away like a stranger and asked casually:

"Su Wen Jianghu's eight sects are famous, can these sects arrive today?"

After hearing Zhou Jing's tone, many people from the sect snorted, with dissatisfaction.

Luo Zhen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Although you and I are opponents today, we are the ones who act, and we should be polite and then soldiers. This will introduce you to masters of various schools of thought."

As he said that, Luo Zhen introduced the characters from various sects around him one by one, not only to Zhou Jing, but also to all the people present, so that the people of the sects were led by this grand event, and to seek fame.

Wushan Sect, Qingyang Sect, Zixiao Palace, Vajra Sect... Each sect reported to their own family and clasped their fists to Zhou Jing, with unwilling attitude.

Zhou Jing was secretly happy when he heard that the families had great backgrounds.

The great sects in the martial arts world have basically arrived, and experts gather. After this level, it is estimated that the milestone of [the world's number one] will be in place.

This time he only brought some minions to the meeting. Guo Haishen, Fang Zhen and others wanted to accompany him, but he was dissuaded.

Because the martial arts conference was very popular in the martial arts world, Lu Lin knew that he would not break the appointment, so he guessed that after a winter preparation, the other two dragons in Huyang might attack when he was not in the village, so he asked the leaders to stay in the village to preside over the situation, and he went to the meeting alone.

For ordinary people, the martial arts conference is a dragon's and tiger's den, but they come and go freely by themselves, without any worries.

Soon, all the sects passed the name and stared at Zhou Jing in unison, silently, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense.

Zhou Jing looked around and laughed loudly: "It seems that after the gossip, how do heroes from all walks of life want to do it? Should they go together or come one by one?"

Luo Zhen said solemnly: "We are not a person in the right way, so we will naturally fight with you one by one, and only compete with our martial arts skills. We will stop when we click."

"Okay, then I wonder who wants to be the first to fight me?"

Zhou Jing carried the iron dragon spear and patroled with his eyes.

Seeing that they were finally going to fight, many people around the world who were watching the show were tactful and retreated, making the open space in the field wider for people to compete.

A few breaths later, a middle-aged man walked out of the teams of various sects, with gray hair on his temples, holding a red tassel gun in his hand, posing and shouting:

"I heard that Chenzhai Master is extraordinary in spear skills, and Zhong Wu from Jiuqumen is willing to learn the master tricks!"

Jiuqumen is not one of the eight major sects, but it is also a big sect that is only half inferior. He is making a living in the Central Plains area and has a good power. Today he ran out to take the lead, obviously trying to win the first place and have a long face in front of the people of the Jianghu.

Zhou Jing glanced at him, suddenly inserted the iron dragon spear into the ground, and walked forward with both hands.

"What do you mean?" Zhong Wu was stunned and frowned, "Why did you throw down your weapons and quickly carry your gun to fight me."

"You don't need weapons to deal with you."

Zhou Jing grinned.

"Arrogant! The thief looks at the gun!"

Zhong Wu was furious, shook his gun and stabbed it in a row.

His internal strength is not bad, and his strength penetrates the tip of the gun. In an instant, he stabbed a dense cold light in front of him, as fast as a rainstorm, showing his outstanding shooting skills, which made many people in the martial arts world nod.

"This is the Long River Spearing Technique of Jiuqumen. As the guardian of the sect, Zhong Wu has a lot of achievements in using guns. This style of "Shocking Waves and Shattering Jade" is very skillful, and even masters have to retreat."

An elder in the eight sects praised him for his beard.

However, at this moment, Zhou Jing did not retreat but advanced, and bullied himself to meet him and reached out to grab him.

Card!

The next moment, the guns in the sky instantly dissipated.

Zhou Jing held the tip of the gun tightly, and Zhong Wu couldn't break free without force. Moreover, his palm was as hard as gold and iron, and the gun blade could not cut the flesh at all.

"What a great horizontal practice!"

Seeing this scene, many experts present changed slightly.

At this time, Zhou Jing's feet were sunken, and his muscles were flowing like waves. He suddenly exerted force, and the movement was like a tiger's roar. The bursting internal force attacked the opponent along the gun rod.

Zhong Wu felt that this internal force was like a rushing bull, destroying his strength, and his whole body felt like it was struck by lightning. He immediately retreated suddenly. His throat became sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he was already suffering from internal injuries.

The hands and tiger mouths burst together, blood flowing and trembling.

"Is this the power of subduing dragons and subduing tigers?"

Those who knew the goods were present exclaimed.

The Vajra Sect, one of the eight major sects, suddenly stood up and was shocked and suspicious.

The internal strength this person exerted was exactly the martial arts of their Vajra Sect!

"How come you have the unique skills of my disciples?!"

The leader of the Vajra Sect shouted in shock.

Zhou Jing exhaled a breath of turbid air, stood up after his efforts, raised his eyebrows and looked at this person, too lazy to hide it, and told the truth:

"Don't you know that the leader of the Fuhu Sect in Jiangchun's territory was once a disciple of the Vajra Sect, and my martial arts were obtained from him."

However, the leader of the Vajra Sect did not believe this statement at all and said decisively:

"Nonsense! You have a very profound attainment in subduing dragons and tigers. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are perfect. At least ten years of hard work, you must have just learned it! You must have learned the unique skills of my school long ago. Come here as it is the cause and effect!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing couldn't help but smile in his heart.

This school of subduing dragons and subduing tigers is too domineering and destroying the meridians. Therefore, although he is not stingy in teaching, almost no one under his command practices, and he is the only one who practices this skill.

Unexpectedly, after getting started, he found that this internal skill was very suitable for his body. He practiced for a long time and accelerated his qualifications and practice. After a winter of practice, the level of subduing dragons and subduing tigers has now been upgraded to Lv5.

In just a few months, it was completely impossible for these normal people to practice an internal skill to this level. No one believed it when they said it. It was not surprising that everyone in the Vajra Sect was shocked.

In addition, his other martial arts have also made progress to varying degrees. Among them, he spent the most time on the [Martial Arts] system, and his basic tempering methods and mastery of Qifengliu have been improved, providing him with more attribute bonuses.

At this time, facing the questioning of Vajra Sect, Zhou Jing mentioned the white thorn spear that Zhong Wu fell, shook a spear flower, and hummed:

"Beat me first, then talk about the others."

He did not intend to use the iron dragon spear, for fear of scaring people away, so he wanted to attack more experts to enrich his achievements and promote milestone progress, so at this time he simply used other people's wooden spears, not to be reckless, but to do some tricks.

While the two were talking, Zhong Wu was still bleeding, and the disciples of Jiuqu Sect quickly came out and helped him back.

The people from the Vajra Sect next to him could no longer sit still, and immediately a master in the sect came forward to challenge him. Zhou Jing patiently walked with him a few moves, and in the tenth move, he took a shot in the opponent's leg, defeating the enemy.

Seeing someone fired his first shot, experts from various sects took turns to challenge.

Zhou Jing did not use brute force anymore, and changed his familiar old skills to take the tricks.

The White Tassel Spear is either stabbed or picked, and several marksmanship can be transformed freely in his hands. Although it is not a unique skill of magic, it is also used without any leakage and has amazing power. In order to confuse everyone, he deliberately controlled the degree of his strength to show. Generally, he fought for some rounds before he could repel his opponent, and most of the time it did not exceed ten rounds.

For him, this kind of combat intensity is not as strong as his morning exercises, and it is simply a retirement experience.

After one sect master was defeated, Zhou Jing quickly won thirteen consecutive games.

Many people in the martial arts world were amazed.

Chen Feng's deeds spread all over the world, but people in many places have never seen them with their own eyes. They only heard of their names and were curious in their hearts.

Today, when I saw Chen Feng showing off his power, people from all over the world were excited and felt that this trip was worth the price.

Although this Chen Feng is not as rumored as "the mountains and cracking stones are as easy as the gods and demons descending into the mortal world", each move and one move is harmonious and wishful, one release and one harvest is wonderful to the top, and the power wanders around the body, connecting and connecting without any obstacles, like flowing water, hardness and softness, and every move contains an indescribable charm.

In contrast, many people only feel that the martial arts they practice are simply a farmhand. Chen Feng's skills truly show the charm of the word "martial arts", which makes them fascinated.

Many experts who know goods have become more and more serious.

Luo Zhen and other sect leaders gathered together, frowned and looked at the scene while discussing in a low voice:

"This man's martial arts have probably reached the level of returning to nature."

"Indeed, and his marksmanship is superb, it's really amazing... However, there is a rumor that his magical power is amazing, why isn't it revealed at this time?"

"It must be that this thief knew that I was going to fight on the wheel and deliberately saved his energy, which means he did have some concerns."

"Yes, no matter how high this person's martial arts skills are, if he continues to fight, his internal strength will continue to be exhausted. Sooner or later, he will show a decline. I don't have to worry."

The heads of various factions nodded secretly and reached a consensus.

On the other side, a disciple of a sect came to Sha Xingzhou and asked in a low voice:

"I wonder when Senior Sha will take action?"

Sha Xingzhou tried hard to withdraw his gaze, swallowed, and forced himself to say naturally: "What's the hurry, look again..."

As a master of martial arts and martial arts who is mingling in the difficult northwest region, he looked down on the southern martial arts world in his heart. A few days ago, he disagreed with Chen Feng.

But today, when Sha Xingzhou saw this man's martial arts returning to nature with his own eyes, he was surprised and immediately gave up.

With a reputation that has been working hard all his life, he doesn't want to be a stepping stone for others and help others.

It happened that at this moment, another expert from the martial arts world who went up to challenge was defeated by Zhou Jing's gun and was picked up by the back leader and smashed into the crowd. He fell to his back and fork, which was quite embarrassed.

Seeing this, the disciples of this sect simply bowed and said sincerely: "I send you a reward to invite Senior Sha to go south for the sake of today. I hope Senior will help you."

Sha Xingzhou suddenly had a headache and was unable to get off the tiger for a while. He secretly regretted taking other people's benefits and was invited to help him, and he was short-speaking.

"Forget it, I'll meet this thief!"

He gritted his teeth and clenched his teeth to meet him, with a feeling of grief and anger that never returned.

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