In the early morning, the weather was clear and the royal city was as lively as usual. However, many people received news that there was one last stage in this Royal City Martial Arts Competition. It was a competition with a disciple from a martial arts sect. Only by defeating that disciple could they win the final victory.
Upon hearing this news, Shen Xiang cursed in his heart. He guessed that this must be soone Shen Furong had left the Royal City to find, just to prevent him from winning the title of the Royal City Martial Arts Conference.
"Don't worry, it can't be an inner disciple. Inner disciples don't have the ti to co. I think it should be an outer disciple with relatively strong strength, maybe around the eighth level of the mortal martial realm." Su iyao said. She and Bai Youyou knew everything about the sect very well.
"That's fine, just don't let down too much," Shen Xiang felt a surge of fighting spirit in his heart.
Thousands of people have gathered in the square in front of the Yao family's gate. This is the final, and it is a competition between two young disciples, both of whom are famous young warriors.
Among the crowd, Shen Tianhu, Shen Yihan, Shen Haohai and others were hiding. Each of them led fifty elite mbers of the Shen family. As long as there was any sign of trouble, they would take action imdiately.
Shen Xiang walked onto the arena in the middle, and there was an imdiate commotion among the crowd.
"He actually dared to co. I heard that the Yao family might take him down after he finishes the finals." Soone said in surprise.
"It is said that the disappearance of the Yao family's genius and the elders is related to him. It seems that he killed them. The Yao family will use this incident as an excuse to deal with him." said a middle-aged man.
"He's so brave at such a young age. Two days ago, he killed Yao Cong in front of the elders of the Yao family. It's good to be strong so that you don't have to be afraid of threats from others." A young man said with envy on his face.
"Of course, in this world, strength is everything. As long as you have strength, you have everything."
"..."
Listening to the discussions of many people below, Shen Xiang knew that the Yao family had already released the news that they were preparing to open up business with the Shen family. This was a signal, which was very common in struggles. So forces would warn or threaten other forces by releasing rumors.
Not far from the arena, there is a tower. Inside the tower sit many people dressed in luxurious clothes. Beside them are many maids and guards. One can tell at a glance that their status is extraordinary.
"The Emperor of Nanwu Kingdom also ca to watch the battle, to cheer up his son. I heard that many masters from the imperial palace also ca, as did all the concubines in the palace."
Shen Xiang's eyesight was so sharp that he could see clearly the person in the tower. He saw a middle-aged man wearing a dragon cannon, with a dignified face and extraordinary bearing. That was the emperor.
The imperial power is only above the common people, but to those powerful families, it is not worth ntioning at all. In the eyes of those families, the emperor only manages a country and allows the country to develop in an orderly manner and not fall into chaos, while those families can benefit from the stability of the common people.
The prince ca, flying from the tower in the distance. He was wearing a gorgeous fiery red costu and displayed his graceful lightness skills. He landed on the arena, causing many won to scream.
Shen Xiang secretly looked down on you, thinking: "I'll let you show off for a bit, and later I will definitely beat you so hard that even your emperor father won't recognize you."
Song Nanming looked at Chen Xiang with contempt, and said calmly: "If you don't want to suffer less physical pain, you still have ti now."
Song Nanming certainly knew that Shen Xiang was very powerful, but he was very confident that he could win.
Shen Xiang looked at Song Nanming's face which was full of arrogance and sinisterness, and guessed in his heart that Song Nanming must have other despicable tricks. At this ti, he had to be more cautious, otherwise he would be ambushed.
"Don't worry, I have a thick skin. I'm just afraid that your hands will hurt when you hit ." Shen Xiang responded. He was telling the truth.
"Hmph, you don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is." Song Nanming snorted coldly, deliberately raising his voice so that people in the square could hear it.
Seeing Song Nanming pretending to be important, Shen Xiang secretly laughed in his heart. If you don't have a certain level of strength, it will be useless no matter how much you pretend.
"Let's start. If anyone breaks the rules, you will have to bear the consequences!" said an old man in gray. He was not from the Yao family, but a martial artist of an older generation, who was said to be a descendant of the founder of the martial arts association.
Song Nanming has already violated the rules, but there is no evidence, so Shen Xiang can't do anything to him.
At the beginning, Song Nanming took off his loose golden-red clothes. He wore a golden tights and golden boots inside, looking very rich.
"Today I will let you see the martial arts of our Nanwu royal family, and let you see how powerful Longwu is!" Song Nanming said, and a strange aura suddenly burst out from his body. It was very similar to Shen Xiang's Qinglong Qi, but it lacked a kind of ancient and majestic montum.
"Dragon Martial Arts" is an ancient martial art. According to legend, it is a martial art passed down when a dragon transford into a human and traveled among the people. After performing it, one can possess the sa montum and strength as a dragon.
That's just a legend. It's powerful for sure, but it's hard to believe that it's as powerful as a dragon.
Seeing the golden liquid flowing through the veins on Song Nanming's fists, everyone couldn't help but exclaim. They didn't expect to see "Long Wu" with their own eyes.
Shen Xiang narrowed his eyes and released his powerful and invisible spiritual sense, covering Song Nanming. He could clearly sense the way the true energy in Song Nanming's body flowed. At the sa ti, he secretly morized it in his mind, and then let his true energy flow in that way.
"I didn't expect that 'Dragon's Martial Arts' would appear in this secular world. You should learn it well." Su iyao sent a ssage to Shen Xiang.
Shen Xiang was already learning. At this ti, Song Nanming was using a mysterious way of breathing to change the true energy in his body and produce even more powerful power.
"Dragon Fist!"
Song Nanming jumped suddenly and shot towards Shen Xiang like a ray of golden light. His hands changed rapidly like eagle claws and fists, and he kept punching out. Streams of golden energy shot towards Shen Xiang through the air, shaking the air, making bursts of sonic booms, and violently hit Shen Xiang's chest.
As the golden energy hit, Song Nanming appeared in front of Shen Xiang, and he punched out with both fists quickly, one punch after another, at an extrely fast speed. From a distance, it seed as if he had hundreds of arms, and he threw out hundreds of punches in the blink of an eye.
Every punch Song Nanming threw out was filled with Qi and produced a gas explosion, causing the huge arena to tremble, and the terrifying sonic boom was even more terrifying.
What shocked everyone was not the Dragon Warrior that Song Nanming displayed, but the fact that Shen Xiang actually used his fist to counter Song Nanming's quick punches, and he looked very relaxed.
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1.I am only mortal but why do you all all treat ma as a immortal!
2.A proud man called himself a dicinal God!
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