Chapter 234 Wolf Ambition (4400) (Thanks to book friend Xuan_Female for the 10,000 starting coin rew

Chapter 234 Wolf Ambition (4400) (Thanks to book friend Xuan_Female for the 10,000 starting coin rew

At this moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet. Lance felt that the sky in front of him continued to blur, and the walls of the small building faded, leaving only the window and the pair of eyes in the window.

His pupils were dilated, breathing became difficult, and his heartbeat continued to increase. There seemed to be an hallucination before his eyes. Lance saw red steam coming out of the back of the blond young man. The strands are like ribbons, continuously overflowing from the shoulders, neck, top of the head, and even the pores of the face. Finally, it gathered above the window and formed a vortex, spinning faster and faster, and more and more...

"Hey, Lance, what's up?"

Suddenly, Arrow's voice came from the front. It was like a wake-up call that suddenly brought Lance back to the real environment.

He took a sharp breath of air, quickly closed his eyes and shook his head. The feeling of suffocation and oppression gradually dissipated. The skin on the back was covered with cold sweat, and there was a chilly feeling at the moment.

Lance looked up again, only to find that the open window there had been closed, as if what just happened was actually his hallucination. He loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and the white bandage on it was wet with hot sweat.

Turning his head and looking around, he found himself at the very back. Seven or eight meters in front, a group of people looked at him one after another.

"What's wrong? Lance." Lance's teacher, a bald old man, walked over quickly: "You look ugly. Is it because you didn't rest on the train all the way? Or did something go wrong during your practice?"

Lance shook his head and reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then he stepped forward with a gloomy expression and followed the crowd.

There was a faint sarcastic tone in the crowd: "The fight is about to begin, why are you pretending to be injured or sick? Are you thinking that if you lose the fight, you will find an excuse to get off the stairs afterwards?"

"I pretended to be so strong just now, now, haha..."

"..."

Lance's breath became colder, but he didn't retort. Instead, he glanced at the few people who spoke, and finally fixed his gaze on Justin, the leader of the Evil Eye Fist.

There was no way it was an illusion just now. He had only felt that familiar sense of oppression from the master of the Sword of Soul Sword. In other words, the blond young man who looked at him a few seconds ago was a fighter, a powerful fighter.

I didn’t expect that Evil Eye Fist would have such a master.

Sure enough, any esoteric school with reputation and foundation should not be underestimated. Maybe there is some trump card hidden in the door.

Originally, the Wensha County Evil Eye Fist ranked in the middle to lower level among the East Nine Sects. Lance's soul-killing swordsmanship ranks third among the East Nine Gates, and the strength comparison clearly holds an advantage.

He came to Evil Eye Fist with a sense of superiority, but now Lance was wary. Evil Eye Fist is afraid that there are not two fighters in the name, but three, and the third one is very young. Hiding so deeply, this is an underhanded attempt to cause trouble in the Jiumen status ranking. Soul-losing Kendo also needs to be vigilant!

Lance glanced at Justin's back, looking at his side face smiling while talking to others. The more I looked at him, the more I felt that there was a hint of sinister hidden under the smile, like a hypocritical old fox.

Everyone continued along the road and turned a corner. Lance suddenly whispered to his teacher: "Teacher, I just saw a master fighter at the third-floor window of the three-story building just now. I wonder if Evil Eye Fist has been cultivating hidden trump cards." He glanced at the people in front of him.

"Fighter? Are you sure?" the bald old man replied.

"The oppressive momentum is unmistakable." Lance said.

"Have you seen his appearance clearly?"

"Yes, with blond hair and a very young appearance. His facial features are as delicate as porcelain, and he doesn't look very old."

Lance described it briefly and quickly.

"He has the appearance of a handsome boy, blond hair, and is young..." The bald old man thought for a moment and then directly concluded: "That should be a new fighter! And he is quite young! Although some special secret martial arts have the ability to last forever The special effect of youthful appearance is very rare. There are only a few fighters who have practiced it, and their appearance characteristics are completely different from what you said. "

Since the establishment of Dongjiumen, Dongjiumen has consciously begun to collect information on all fighters in the Hongli Federation. Especially young fighters, whether they are really young or look young, are easily valued and paid attention to. Because youth is Miwu's biggest asset, no one can tell where a young fighter will be in the future.

"I guess I guessed it right. Evil Eye Fist secretly trained a new fighter." Lance looked at his teacher.

"This is very important information." The bald old man patted his apprentice on the shoulder, then glanced at the back of Justin in front of him, and then glanced at the Xinghuan Fist people next to him.

Although Dongjiumen is a nominal whole, it is actually relatively loose and has its own internal competition. If Evil Eye Fist really has three fighters and continues to develop in the subsequent time. I am afraid that it can threaten the status of Soul Soul Kendo and Xinghuan Fist in the East Nine Gate. After all, there are very few secret martial arts schools in the entire Hongli Federation secret martial arts world that can have three fighters. This explanation shows its importance.

The bald old man coughed twice and walked towards the Star Ring Fist in a stealthy manner. After a small discussion, Arrow looked over at Lance frequently, his expression serious.

A few minutes passed and everyone arrived at the front of the manor's fighting arena. Only then did the bald old man come back again.

He leaned next to Lance and whispered.

"Lance, let's wait a minute..."

Everyone entered the fighting arena together, which was a specially built indoor fighting venue. White pillars held up the empty space, and the battle site was square, almost the size of more than half a football field. It is surrounded by a black guardrail.

Justin, the leader of the Evil Eye Fist, said with some show off: "This is the fighting arena that our Evil Eye Fist just built half a year ago. We hired a specialized designer to design a simple and elegant style. We spent a lot of money on this fighting arena. Little resources and cash.”

The bald old man scanned the entire place, inexplicably feeling that the overall structure was familiar. He suddenly thought of something and said: "Master Justin, the style of this fighting arena seems a bit like the large kendo fighting arena specially built by Soul Soul Kendo in Nanmian City. Oh, I just think it's a bit similar, maybe That’s why beautiful buildings all have the same destination, so don’t mind it too much…”

Justin suddenly burst into laughter: "It's the kendo martial arts training ground of your Soul Sword Kendo. This has been seen. You are right. Since two years ago, I went to Soul Sword Kendo's kendo martial arts field in Nanmian City. When I was a guest at the branch, I felt that your sword dojo was very grand and practical, so I adopted some of the styles, plus the boxing gym I saw when I was a guest at the Xinghuan Quan headquarters. The sports boxing gym built in the urban area of ​​​​Donghai County was a combination of the three to build a fighting arena. I was a layman, so I just took out the parts I liked and kneaded them together to build something that looked nothing like the other. Don’t laugh at me..."

Justin smiled brightly and admitted quite frankly that the Evil Eye Fist Fighting Arena imitated the fighting venues of the other three secret martial arts schools. In the eyes of others, there is no embarrassment of being exposed, but rather an informal and refreshing attitude.

In the eyes of Soul Soul Kendo and Xinghuan Fist, Justin and Evil Eye Fist no longer conceal their ambitions. The style of the newly built fighting arena is taken from the three top schools in the East Nine Gates. Naturally, there is no need to go into too much detail about what it wants to do.

I understand everything.

Doing this when you don't have the strength is a sign of being strong, and doing this when you have the strength to hide in the dark is a sign of ambition.

Lance and Aro looked at each other, seeming to reach some consensus in an instant. The gaze he looked at Justin became more and more profound. This trip to Wensha County was not in vain. He unexpectedly learned about a competitor who was deeply hidden within Jiumen, and he would act according to the plan just mentioned later.

After Justin finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the strange looks in Lance's eyes, feeling a little puzzled. I thought it was probably because their own fighting arena style structure was imitated and it was not very satisfying.

He coughed twice and then said to everyone.

"Please, everyone."

Among the crowd of the secret martial arts sect in Wensha County, Panming Martial Arts Master Xiu Te immediately stood up and stared at Lance with his eyes.

But Lance didn't seem to care very much. He just walked straight towards the fighting arena, the long sword at the hem of his windbreaker swaying slightly.

"Huh." Xiute snorted and walked up.

Suddenly, there were only two people facing each other in the middle of the wide fighting field. Beside the black guardrail were a dozen people watching the battle.

"Senior brother, I will definitely win this time. At the worst, it can be a tie." A beautiful girl with silver hair said while looking at the fighting field. She also had a thin sword on her slim waist.

"I think the chance of winning should be high. Senior brother has been challenging all the way, and the more he fights, the stronger he is and his progress is rapid. It is said that after challenging the president of the Ci Pavilion Secret Sword Association a few days ago, senior brother has made another small step forward. He is far away from the mysterious and powerful one. The realm of a fighter is closer..."

A young man with his arms around his chest whispered.

"Look carefully..." The bald old man looked over from a distance.

On the venue, the atmosphere was a bit solid.

"Boy, although you are known as one of the three stars in the East and have reached the realm of boxing master, you are still not ready to win against me. Let me first educate you on behalf of the secret martial arts community in Wensha County..." Xiu Te stared at Lance opposite him.

"You talk too much." Lance untied the sword bandage.

"Hmph!" A trace of anger flashed across Xiute's face, his hands instantly crossed and he reached into the inner pockets on both sides of his clothes. The afterimage flashed away in a flash, and the palms were placed at the side of the body again. There was a pair of fist gloves on it. They were all black and made of leather. There were blunt conical nails on the back, which were slightly reflective.

"Zhi!"

The sword blade made a clear groan as it was pulled out of its scabbard. An afterimage of a windbreaker flashed in the air, and Lance was already approaching Shuter.

"Quick victory, I won't hold back!"

His black and red eyes narrowed, and a silver sword light extended from his arm, turning into a halo of light in the afterimage.

Clang!

The sword blade tore through the air and slashed past, hitting the glove that quickly hit him. The steel nails on the surface of the glove just collided with the blade, and a stream of golden and red sparks suddenly burst out.

Lance turned his wrist, and the swift sword drew an extremely fast sword flower in his hand, and then quickly launched attacks at three locations around Shuter's body. In just half a second, at least ten swords were fired.

Ding, ding, ding... a series of metal collisions sounded.

The air was filled with sparkles, a golden and red color.

"Stone plate ejection punch!"

Shute jumped forward like a raptor, his fist made a semicircle in the air, and hit Lance hard on the chest. But Lance reacted quickly and drew his sword across his chest. Bang it!

A figure flew up and retreated lightly in mid-air.

"The temptation is over? Then I'll take it seriously..."

Lance tapped his toes lightly on the ground and leaned forward, his body straight forward like a sharp sword. The wrist holding the swift sword turned slightly, and the tip of the sword bloomed with sword flowers in the air.

"Ghost roar!"

His right hand suddenly blurred, and he tore the air with a sword. There was a rapid sound of airflow breaking all around, like the sound of a glider flying across the sky, or like a human scream.

Shute felt a strong threat and was about to punch out. But there was a sharp pain in his chest, and then he groaned and fell back more than ten meters. Looking down, he saw a sword mark at least twenty centimeters long appearing on his chest, dripping blood slightly.

This sword is extremely fast, and Shute's sense of danger even appears after being attacked, which shows how fast the sword blade cuts through the air.

"Buzz!"

In place, the swift sword in Lance's hand began to tremble at a very high frequency, like a long ruler being pulled. His entire right arm muscles began to bulge, conveying special strength.

As soon as his heels hit the ground, Lance jumped up lightly. He approached Shute at a speed that seemed slow but was actually very fast, and at the same time he stretched out the swift sword in his hand.

"The waning moon!"

A ray of silver moonlight splashed in the sky, showing an arc similar to a sickle, with a hint of cruelty in its poignancy.

"Solid double stage!"

Shute roared loudly and used his secret martial arts killing move.

Stupid!

The swift sword was caught by both hands, and a stream of golden sparks erupted as it slashed downwards. The muscles in Shute's arms bulged, wrestling with Lance's sword. But in the end it was still not completely blocked.

The sword blade came out of his hand and stopped above Xiute's forehead.

It left a bloody sword mark one centimeter long.

"I won."

Lance put away his sword directly, with the cold expression still on his face. He walked out of the fighting arena without looking back, came to Arrow and said, "Would you do the next fight, or should I continue..."

"I'll do it." Aro tightened the bandage, stretched his strong arms back, and a smile appeared on his face.

Stepping forward loudly.

"Which of you in the secret martial arts community in Wensha County is willing to spar with me? I never use weapons and I am very measured in my attacks."

Half an hour later.

A total of four or five such discussions were held.

The record of the secret martial arts community in Wensha County turned out to be a complete defeat.

Not even a draw.

Arrow and Lance continued to improve and accumulate momentum during the challenge. The combat power is already extraordinary.

Beside the black railing, half of the many sect masters and elders in the secret martial arts community of Wensha County were injured, and their momentum and mood were a little low.

Justin felt secretly happy when he saw this scene, and then walked up to Lance Arrow who was resting and said: "As expected of the Eastern Three Stars, today I saw that the title is really earned!"

"The older generations of these schools in Wensha County are no longer a match for you two. Haha, there are a few old guys I know who are very hungry now. You two, you might as well give me some evil eye fists afterwards. Stay for a few days and communicate with the younger generation of Xieyan Fist. How about giving them a good encouragement for me?”

As Justin was talking, he mentioned something unintentionally.

"Okay." Lance suddenly said, this is what you said.

Arrow next to him was more direct. He stared at Justin and said: "Master Justin, there is no need to be secretive anymore. You might as well ask your new fighter from Evil Eye Fist to come out and communicate. I He is a martial arts fanatic, and I dare to challenge him today..."

He looked at A Luo's blazing eyes, and the gazes of many warriors from Soul Sword and Star Ring Fist. Justin looked confused, and it took him a long time to say: "Huh?"