Martial arts rule the world
8 Hoe the light

Kwun Tong

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At the same time, Sikong Xuan felt something strange!

This was an event that completely overturned his perception! Something to be afraid of!

Before this, Sikong Xuan had faintly sensed that the other party's background must be extraordinary. But now, he could clearly guess that the other party's identity was even greater than he had imagined. It was so great that Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were willing to give up their Infinite Sword School without any hesitation.

What was the Infinite Sword School? To Zuo Zimu and the others, it was their ancestral inheritance, the foundation of their ancestors. Even if it was declining, in this era, they would never give it up unless they had no other choice!

But at this moment, they did not delay at all! He even looked a little happy?

Was it absolute trust in this young man or absolute obedience to him? Perhaps it was both, but he believed that the latter was definitely the majority. Otherwise, he wouldn't be smiling happily.

"What's wrong? Faction Leader Sikong still acquiesces?" Zhao Jin still smiled faintly.

It was already the end of June, the hottest time of summer. All living things should have woken up long ago. The air was filled with the heat of the sun, and this heat was contained in every inch of the air! Even if it was the hall of the Immeasurable Mountain, it should be hot.

However, Sikong Xuan couldn't feel any heat. On the contrary, he felt uneasy. Zhao Jin's faint smile made others feel warm, but in his heart, there was a chill that was hard to pull out!

Terrifying! Zhao Jin's every move seemed to be affecting his heart!

He absolutely believed that as long as he shook his head and Zhao Yi lowered his head to take a sip of tea, the youth who sent his disciple flying with a punch would definitely attack again in the next moment!

" Faction Leader!" One of the disciples also felt the pressure from the aura and shouted in a low voice.

Sikong Xuan waved his hand and interrupted the disciple. He fantasized for a while, then gritted his teeth and said,"In that case, may I ask who Young Master Zhao is going to send out?”

Zhao Jin stood up and looked at Sikong Xuan. He slowly stepped forward and said,"This Zhao has just learned a new step technique, but I haven't been able to use it yet. If Sect Leader Sikong thinks highly of this Zhao, can you help this Zhao try it?”

" Young Master Wang, you can't!" Blood Sacrifice hurriedly shouted. However, Zhao Jin waved his hand.

"Young Master Zhao Zhao, you must not lose to me at this moment."

At this moment, it was not just the Blood Sacrifice. Even Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing could not sit still. If Zhao Jin had bid for the Blood Sacrifice or Li Zhao, they would definitely not have shown any expression. These two people's martial arts were profound! Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he died, it would be fine! However, Zhao Jin had personally taken action. Swords and knives had no eyes. If Zhao Jin was injured, how would they explain themselves?

The entire world was the land of the king. No one on the shore of the earth can be a minister of the king!

If he was chased by Sikong Xuan, he could run if he really couldn't beat him. However, if something happened to Zhao Jin, they would have nowhere to run! Unless he ran out of Great Song! But did they have the ability to escape from Great Song?

However, Zhao Jin insisted! He had just learned the Wave Subtle Steps, and his footwork was exquisite and peerless. His confidence had increased greatly. Now that he had encountered such an opportunity to temper himself, how could he let it go?

The sword shadows of the pugilistic world and the blade lights flashed!

He had made up his mind to wander the martial world and experience the blade lights and sword shadows of the martial world. Wasn't it the most suitable polishing stone for him to meet a mediocre guy like Sikong Xuan? Was there a better opportunity to use Sikong Xuan as a springboard and whetstone to enter the martial world?

In comparison. If Sikong Xuan's heart was still in his throat a moment ago, at this moment, he felt a bit more at ease.

Most people were like this. When they were faced with something that they were powerless to do, a window suddenly opened beside them. Although they had not opened the window to see it, they would still have a layer of hope in their hearts. They secretly cheered themselves up and even confirmed in their hearts that this was their destination.

Hence, under the situation where everyone raised their throats, Zhao Jin's first battle began!

Using the Fuxi Eight Trigrams as the foundation, each step was elegant and swift, creating afterimages with each step! He believed that the person who created this technique was also an extremely arrogant fellow. Otherwise, he would not have such exquisite and unrestrained footwork.

The small hoe in his hand used the 'Old Man Digging the Earth', and it flew towards Zhao Jin's head! Zhao Jin moved slightly and dodged. Sikong Xuan was surprised. He then used the White Snake Turn, and his entire body was like a poisonous snake. The poisonous snake hissed, and the hoe hurriedly followed Zhao Jin's thigh!

Zhao Jin tapped lightly on his toes. The Fist King's mental state was maximized and he faced the opponent very calmly!

Qian Weitian rose into the air, while Kun Weidi borrowed the force from his feet. He exerted a little force on his toes, and his feet left the ground as fast as a gust of wind. Then, he easily landed behind Sikong Xuan with a Swallow's Triple Water Snatch.

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were both dumbstruck. With such a movement technique, even if they charged up, they might not be able to gain the slightest advantage, right? His Highness had always been hiding his strength! It seemed like the two of them were meddling in other people's business. Didn't they see that Commander Li Zhao was as steady as a rock?

However, what they didn't know was that Li Zhao was secretly clenching his fists. His fists were filled with sweat! There was even an iron bead in his sweat!

How was he as steady as a rock? This was a precaution before it happened. Once Zhao Ji couldn't hold on any longer, he would throw out the metal bead first, allowing the prince to avoid his vital points. Then, he would erupt with his saber and cut this fellow called Sikong Xuan into two! How was this calming down? He was clearly adjusting his breathing and preparing to explode at any moment!

Compared to Li Zhao, Blood Sacrifice and the others weren't any better. They all had hidden hilts!

His tiger eyes were wide open, and his veins were bulging. He bent his knees slightly, clearly ready to charge forward at any moment!

The loyal guards did not think that if something happened to Zhao Jin, they would be able to stay out of it! More importantly, Zhao Jin was related to the country. It did not matter if they died, but nothing could happen to Zhao Jin. This was what the royal guards were thinking. How stubborn!

The hoe whistled in the wind.

Sikong Xuan was using all his strength to grab Zhao Jin and give him a hard blow. However, what disappointed him was that Zhao Jin was like a kite soaring in the wind with a broken string, like a loach in the flowing river. No matter how much wind he was blowing and how much he was doing, he was like an old man digging the ground, but he could not do anything to Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin became more and more familiar with the Wave Subtle Steps. His footsteps became more and more joyful, and his footwork became faster and faster! This Heavenly Dragon's greatest bug-like lightness skill made him feel extremely carefree!

Who doesn't know how to play cat and mouse?

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