As the saying goes, only the speed of martial arts in the world is not broken. So far, Yang Zheng has taken a strong path and is known for his powerful strength. Although he is not weak in speed, he is not an advantage compared to his top peers.

Yang Xuan's words revealed the weakness of Yang Zheng being easily exploited by the enemy. He was fighting at this time, just to quickly attack and use his skills to force Yang Zheng into a desperate situation.

Why was Yang Zheng not clear about his own situation? He just waved his sword to kill Yang Xuan.

Strangely, his sword skills looked messy, with many of them slashing in the air strangely, and the position from Yang Xuan was very different.

The ground of the battle platform near the two of them was marked with knife marks, and they were burned by the Samadhi True Fire, with slight black smoke coming out, which was very eye-catching.

What's going on?

Could it be that he was panicked and made mistakes in a hurry, which made him mess up?

Yang Xuan was the first to notice the abnormality and said in confusion: "Why, are you confused? According to my observation of you, since you dare to realize the truth in the face of battle, you should be very calm and calm, not as if you are busy..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Zheng cut to a certain place, the position was opposite to him, which was quite inconsistent with the opposite direction.

Yang Zheng's face was covered in sweat. Under the opponent's struggle, he kept killing with all his strength. His physical strength was exhausted, but his eyes were still firm and unshakable.

"It's the thirteenth round now, right?"

Yang Xuan flickered and appeared behind him. While attacking with his palms, he unexpectedly said: "You are really calculating the number of turns. What's the point? If you don't have the absolute strength to kill with one blow, you will only be dragged down by me."

Yang Zheng did not turn around and responded, but rushed forward and slashed the empty space. The uninformed person thought that there was an invisible killer hidden in front of him.

Seeing that he did not answer, Yang Xuan stopped asking questions and used his body skills to the extreme. His hands flew up and down, attacking the vital parts directly.

After a while, the two of them had trembled for twenty rounds.

Yang Zheng's clothes were scratched a lot, and several of them were attacked by Yang Xuan and bruised. Even so, he still insisted on his strange sword technique. Several times, he could clearly block it with a knife, but he raised his knife to cut the air.

Yang Xuan frowned, feeling more and more intensely that Yang Zheng must be brewing something and preparing for a terrifying blow to him. But in front of him, Yang Zheng was obviously at a disadvantage, and there was no sign of conspiracy.

His face was as deep as water, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Zheng's face turned pale and replied, "You want to drag me down, but I want to decide the winner within thirty-four rounds. Now it's the 29th round. After four moves, you will know the difference!"

After saying that, he cut another knife.

thirty.

Thirty-one.

Thirty-two.

Thirty-three.

Next is the last round that Yang Zheng agreed on.

No matter how you look at it, in this short round, he could not use a killing attack to knock down the powerful Yang Xuan.

Seeing Yang Xuan being aggressive and trying to force him to use a hasty move, he ended the round quickly, and suddenly closed his eyes and ejected his body towards the back, trying to get rid of the circle that Yang Xuan was entangled.

There was a smile on his lips.

Yang Xuan realized that something was wrong and was about to chase after him. The next moment, in the space between the two, a blazing flame suddenly rose, splitting them like a wall. He watched Yang Zheng disappear behind the fire wall.

"this……"

He was shocked and suddenly turned around and found that he had fallen into the sea of ​​fire!

There were red flames everywhere around them. From the time they emerged to the siege of Yang Xuan, they were only in a short thought, without any warning, and no idea why. This feeling was extremely absurd, like a dream, very unreal.

Yang Xuan stood in the sea of ​​fire, his face was fluffy red, looking around, unable to see the audience outside. He galloped forward and tried to escape from the sea of ​​fire, but was horrified to find that it was boundless and could not rush out.

It's really a hell!

In the outside world, everyone looked at the real fire in the center of the Battle Platform, and looked shocked. They kept staring at the battle situation and saw their movements in their eyes, without even realizing how Yang Zheng released the flames.

Everything happened too quickly, like magic, and it was impossible to see the clues.

Outside the flame, Yang Zheng felt relieved and held the iron knife and said, "Yang Xuan, it's still time for you to admit defeat now. Otherwise, if you use the thirty-fourth move, you will definitely be injured."

He is sure to win and does not want to hurt Yang Xuan.

The hoarse voice came from the sea of ​​fire, filled with strong panic, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Xuan was unwilling to give in and just gave in. He was worried that Yang Zheng would be cheating, so he always paid attention to his hands during the duel just now, so he was very sure that this endless real fire was not released by Yang Zheng.

Some details must have been ignored.

At this time, Yang Zheng spoke happily and solved the mystery for everyone, "It's actually very simple. You all ignored a little. I just slashed and slashed randomly, and it seemed messy, but the knife marks carved on the ground had hidden mystery."

Everyone listened quietly and looked thoughtful.

"Every time the knife is cut, the flame breath is contained in the marks, which is obvious. The location of these marks is arranged very carefully. If they are fully connected, it is a simple array!"

No wonder Yang Xuan couldn't rush out. It turned out that he was in the formation path. The mystery of the formation path is that if the formation cannot be broken, or if it is with the help of some mysterious magical powers, it will be infinitely extended with brute force alone.

Yang Zheng hastily launched a formation. Although his power is greatly reduced, it is still more than enough to launch a full-strength attack to defeat Yang Xuan.

"I just agreed with you that you will win within thirty-four rounds. The reason why I said it very accurately is that it requires thirty-three swords to portray this formation. I deliberately cut the empty space to make up for the number of rounds."

From the very beginning, he had already come up with the key to victory.

Yang Xuan's advantage lies in his physical strength. If he lets him be entwined, Yang Zheng will be dragged down. He has to come up with a trick to get rid of the entanglement, and when he is in the battle formation, he secretly travels to Chen Cang, which becomes a killer weapon to learn from his strengths and weaknesses.

So, the scene just now came about.

Yang Zheng turned around and looked at the examiner, "As far as I know, in the final battle, we can only use swords and other weapons, and we are not allowed to use other objects to take advantage of tricks. I carve the formation with a knife, and it is not considered a violation of the rules, right?"

The examiner nodded, revealing his appreciation for Yang Zheng, and replied: "This is naturally. It is natural to attack with hidden weapons, and it will be defeated without martial arts. However, if you can draw formation patterns in public, this is your ability, and no one will be dissatisfied."

Everyone said that they were, admiring Yang Zheng's agile mind and shocked by the talent he showed.
Chapter completed!