AWB Chapter 225: 9 Yin Sutra, Xiantian Qiankun Gong
Chapter 225: 9 Yin Sutra, Xiantian Qiankun Gong
stage
The Black King stood in the center of the stage, and the Dance King stood three meters to the right.
"Dancing King, watch out for my dance of death!" the Black King said coldly and began to dance.
He made his hands into claws and danced slowly.
As the Black King danced, a cold wind suddenly blew up on the stage, making his black robe rustle.
Below the stage, Hong Qi and others stared at the Black King without blinking, wanting to see what his Dance of Death was all about.
Swipe!
The Black King's movements suddenly became faster. Afterimages began to appear on his arms, and his figure swayed like a ghost.
Black wind blades flew out, like the god of death's scythe, and killed the dance king.
Facing the oncoming black wind blade, the Dance King stretched out his right arm and held up a golden protective shield.
Boom boom boom!
The black wind blade hit the protective shield, causing ripples.
"Oh my god, with this attack strength and speed, no wonder it's called the Dance of Death, it can kill people with every strike!" Hong Qi's scalp tingled as he looked at the black wind blades that kept shooting out on the stage.
He felt like he couldn't handle even one.
At this moment, Hong Qi deeply understood the gap between himself and the top dancers.
The expressions of the other people in the audience were similar to Hong Qi's.
They are considered geniuses among the younger generation, but compared with top dancers like the Black King, it is like the difference between a small river and the ocean.
"Can anyone tell what kind of martial arts the Black King is using?" Lan Di asked.
Hong Qi was the first to shake his head, and Dong Xie followed suit.
King Chongyang looked thoughtful, but not too sure.
King Ouyang did not say anything, he knew very well what martial arts the Black King was using.
The Nine Yin Scriptures are said to make one the best in the world if one practices them.
On the stage, the Black King looked at the Dance King who easily took his attack, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Now, it’s just the beginning!
The Black King exerted force on his feet and moved at a very fast speed with magical dance steps.
brush!
Suddenly, the Black King began to spin on the spot like a human-shaped spinning top.
As the Black King spun at high speed, the black wind blades shot out at a faster speed.
shhhhhh!
The black wind blades formed a straight line and attacked the golden protective shield.
Boom boom boom!
The black wind blades kept attacking the same point, causing the golden protective shield to begin to vibrate violently.
The Dance King's face darkened, and he exerted strength with both hands to barely maintain the golden protective shield.
Boom boom boom!
The attack continues.
The black wind blades seemed endless.
The dance king held up the protective shield and kept resisting.
click!
Suddenly, a crack appeared on the protective shield.
The appearance of this crack was like a fuse, spreading rapidly on the protective shield.
boom!
As another black wind blade attacked, the protective shield shattered with a bang.
"Oh no!" Hong Qi below said nervously.
The defense was broken, and the King of Dance would probably be seriously injured next.
However, the scene that Hong Qi expected did not appear.
The defense was broken and the attack did not fall on the Dance King.
Instead, he put them all into his sleeves.
"What kind of trick is this!" Hong Qi's eyes widened.
He originally thought that the Black King's attack was already very abnormal, but it turned out that the methods used by the Dance King were even worse.
He actually took away other people's attacks directly. Doesn't this mean he is invincible?
"The Xiantian Qiankun Gong can absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth, temporarily enhance one's own attack, and also absorb the attacks of others." The voice of King Chongyang sounded.
"How do you know? Are you and the King of Dance master and disciple?" A voice sounded in King Chongyang's ears.
King Chongyang turned around and found that Fang Mo had appeared beside him at some point.
In addition to Fang Mo, Qiu Qiu and Lei Ting were also there.
"My dear senior, the King of Dance is indeed my master!" King Chongyang bowed to Fang Mo.
"The King of Dance is your master?" Hong Qi looked at him in surprise.
"Aren't you surprised?" Hong Qi asked in surprise when he found that others didn't react.
"We already knew that, why should we be surprised?" Lan Di replied with a smile.
Several of them are people with backgrounds and know a little about each other's origins.
The relationship between the King of Dance and King Chongyang was not hidden, of course they knew it.
"Damn, so I'm the only one who doesn't know!" Hong Qi felt excluded the moment he heard the answer.
Hong Qi rolled his eyes, trotted over to Fang Mo, and bowed, saying:
"Senior, I don't know if you will accept a disciple, but look at me!"
Hong Qi looked at Fang Mo with a smile.
Fang Mo could even stop the Black King with ease, he is definitely a super master.
If he could succeed in becoming a disciple, wouldn't that be a step to success?
Fang Mo looked at Hong Qi and shook his head, "I don't have the intention of accepting a disciple."
Hong Qi looked disappointed when he heard this.
The other four also looked away.
"However, since I like you, I can give you a gift." Fang Mo changed the subject.
"What gift? Is it some martial arts secret book?" Hong Qi's eyes lit up and he looked at Fang Mo in surprise.
He didn't notice at all that everyone around him had disappeared, leaving only Fang Mo alone.
This is Hong Qi’s spiritual world.
"I don't have any martial arts secrets, but your martial arts are already very good. It's enough for you to keep practicing. I'll give you some skills, but how far you can reach depends on your luck." Fang Mo gathered a ball of energy in his hand and injected it into Hong Qi's body.
Hong Qi's martial arts are not bad, he just lacks strength.
When his skills improve, with his physique, he will be a good candidate to challenge opponents of higher levels.
After Fang Mo injected energy into Hong Qi's body, he withdrew from Hong Qi's spiritual world.
Outside, King Ouyang and others did not notice anything unusual about Hong Qi.
Their eyes were focused back on the stage.
The Black King's attack time is up, and now it is the Dance King's turn.
The dancer stood in the center of the stage, his left hand behind his back and his right hand pointing in the direction of a sword.
"Using your sword dance again, don't you have any new tricks? This is your last chance!" The Black King sneered at the Dancing King.
"The quality of art is not the quantity, sword dance is enough!
Please!" The dance king nodded slightly and danced slowly.
His movements were slow, and his sword fingers slid slowly in the air.
However, in the eyes of the crowd below the stage, they saw a man in a white robe holding a sword and performing a brilliant sword technique.
“Artistic conception, this is the sword intent becoming real!
You are worthy of being the dance king, so strong!" Below the stage, Dong Xie and Lan Di exclaimed in admiration, their eyes full of yearning.
When the art of dancing reaches the level of artistic conception, one can use dance to induce strange phenomena in heaven and earth, with power that is extremely powerful.
This is the sign of a strong person.
"Hmph, mere sword intent!" The Black King snorted coldly at the Dancing King, his eyes becoming more serious.
He was very clear about the strength of the Dance King.
However, no matter how strong the dance king is, he will be the winner today.
Because he has already mastered the Nine Yin Scriptures.
“Let’s deal with the Dance King first, and then we’ll deal with that guy later. How dare he look down on me!” The Black King glanced coldly at Fang Mo below the stage.
Fang Mo noticed the Black King's hostility and waved his hand with a smile.
With him here, today's game is a sure win.
"Look at the sword!"
The Dance King shouted softly, and a sharp sword light rushed towards the Black King.