The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 207 Give you the Dragon Claw Hand, and take it to the next level
Kong Xing is not very tall, but he has strong muscles all over his body, a strong and broad chest and back, and especially the ten fingers on his hands, which have strong tendons and bones. He exudes a strong and powerful strength from the inside out.

There was a gleam of lightning in his eyes, his aura was condensed, and his internal and external skills had all reached the pinnacle.

Xu Xingchen looked at Kong Xing in front of him, pondered for a moment, and said: "Well, I still have to take action in the end, otherwise, how can I convince the crowd!"

He threw the Dragon Slaying Sword in the direction of the White-browed Eagle King, strode to the center of the square, and stood opposite Kong Xing.

Kong Xing saw the White-browed Eagle King reach out to catch the Dragon Slaying Sword and hold it in his arms. He frowned and turned to stare at Xu Xingchen, shouting unhappily: "Master Xu, what do you mean by this? Are you looking down on my Shaolin Temple martial arts?"

Xu Xingchen said calmly: "My Dragon Slaying Sword is too sharp to be used in a martial arts competition with others. It is not that I look down on Shaolin Temple's unique martial arts."

Although Kong Xing was honest and straightforward, he was not a fool. He thought to himself that it was true. Although his Dragon Claw Hand could cut gold and iron and deal with warriors' swords and knives, he might not be able to withstand the Dragon Slaying Sword which was melted from the Dragon Slaying Sabre.

After understanding this principle, he stretched out his arms, and with a series of crackling sounds of muscles and bones, he bent his fingers into claws. A layer of golden energy lingered on his ten fingers, adding a sense of sharpness.

"Master Xu, your martial arts skills are unfathomable. I will take action first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a blurry dragon shadow, breaking through the air. Before the people around him could react, countless sharp whistling sounds of tearing silk were heard in the air.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
In the arena, a blurry dragon shadow was seen spinning and dancing around Xu Xingchen, with countless dragon claws tearing through the sky, and golden claw marks covering the white figure in the center.

"Dragon Claw Hand"

With a gentle sigh, Xu Xingchen's figure instantly blurred into a ball of white cloud, like the misty fog flowing in a mountain stream, seeming real and illusory, illusory, something that one can see with the eyes but cannot touch with the hands.

A series of golden claw marks whizzed through the air and quickly tore through it, but apart from separating a few wisps of cloud, nothing else was gained.

Kong Xing snorted coldly, and his body turned faster and faster, and the tearing movements of his claws became faster and faster.

He used all thirty-six styles of dragon claw hand one by one.

Catching wind, catching shadows, playing the zither, playing the harp, attacking the strong, attacking the weak, holding the remnants, and guarding the flaws, eight styles in a row, a rapid attack
The attack was like a violent storm, with so many screams breaking through the air that it made people's scalps numb.

However, no matter how much strength he used, no matter how many abilities he had, he still could not touch the white figure hidden in the clouds.

The Yundun body technique is already mysterious and exquisite. When performed by Xu Xingchen, the founder, it is even more superb and indistinguishable from the real thing.

Not only could the empty dragon claw hand not touch Xu Xingchen's figure, but the blurry dragon shadow formed by his figure was gradually submerged and swallowed up by the spreading white clouds.

For a moment, everyone could only see a vague white cloud rolling and surging in the venue, with a blurry yellow dragon shadow circling and dancing in it, with no head or tail visible.

Such a wonderful scene astonished many spectators around. They watched with shining eyes and high concentration. It seemed that the two people in the field were not competing in martial arts, but jointly performing a wonderful and magical illusion.

Only the leaders of the six major sects, the leaders and presidents of the eighteen gangs and other rare experts can see the dangers lurking around Monk Kong Xing and the deep and ocean-like situation of the Ming Cult leader in this wonderful and magical illusion.

"The gap in martial arts between the two is really too big."

"If the leader of the Ming Cult had not shown mercy, I'm afraid that monk Kong Xing would have died long ago."

"It's really terrifying. What kind of body movement did the Ming Cult leader use? Why can't even bystanders like us see it clearly?"

In the Shaolin Temple camp
Abbot Kong Wen, standing beside the three elders of the sect, Du Jie, Du Nan and Du E, stared at the battlefield not far away, listened to the roars of his fellow apprentices on the battlefield, and said with sorrow in his eyes: "Three uncles, can you see the martial arts of the leader of the Ming Cult?"

The three monks with the name “Du” also had solemn gazes and miserable expressions.

Among them, the yellow-faced Du'e, who was missing one eye, shook his head and said, "We can only barely see his body movements and martial arts. If we fight him alone, the chances of winning are also slim."

Du Nan, with a dark face, sighed and said, "The Ming Cult is indeed full of talented people. First there was a great hero like Yang Dingtian, and then there was Xu Xingchen, the master of unparalleled magical powers."

Du Jie, who had a white face, snorted coldly, "The three of us will eventually have to fight with the leader of the Ming Cult. Then we'll see who's better."

On the battlefield.
Monk Kong Xing also realized that the situation was not good. Even though he could move as fast as a dragon and use his dragon claw hand to the fullest, he couldn't hit anyone and everything was in vain.

After a while, he had used all thirty-six styles of dragon claw hand, but still couldn't touch even a little bit of Xu Xingchen's clothes.

He was surprised and unwilling, and shouted: "Master Xu, if you want me to admit defeat with just my physical skills, that's impossible!"

In the surging white mist, Xu Xingchen's omnipresent voice rang out: "Oh, then how can we make Master Kong Xing admit defeat sincerely?"

Monk Kong Xing's eyes flashed like lightning as he looked around for Xu Xingchen's figure, while he used his Dragon Claw Hand for the second time to attack the white clouds in all directions.

"Master Xu, please help me and let me see how powerful you are!"

"In that case, please accept the challenge, Master!" As soon as the words fell, a white hand emerged from the misty air and reached out to Monk Kong Xing. In Monk Kong Xing's eyes, the joints and lines of this hand were distinct, and even every process and every change in the process were clearly seen.

However, this palm, which he could see clearly, covered all the vital points and acupoints on his body, as if no place could escape the control of that palm.

Monk Kong Xing's expression was extremely grim. His Thirty-Six Moves of Dragon Claw Hand did not have many variations, but each move was fierce and vicious, capable of tearing trees apart and crushing stones into powder.

He tried his best to grab that hand and resist its attack.

But that hand was more agile than one could imagine, like a koi fish swimming through the waves or a butterfly in the wind. It passed through the numerous claw marks he had left time and time again under impossible circumstances.

as if
Every move and every style of his thirty-six dragon claw hand are full of flaws and loopholes.

"Damn it! I've clearly mastered the Dragon Claw technique to perfection, but why can't I stop his attack?"

"This is impossible. How could his hand emerge from this place?"

"My Dragon Claw Hand actually has such a flaw?"

"Ah, that hand almost touched my temple. It was really thrilling."

While Kong Xing was trying his best to resist the attack of the white hand, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind at a rapid pace.

Under the relentless pressure of the hand, he had no chance to fight back except to keep resisting, resisting, and resisting again.

He didn't even notice that under the deliberate guidance of that hand, his Thirty-Six Styles Dragon Claw Hand had undergone many subtle changes.

It became more sophisticated and smooth, more ferocious and vicious, and more powerful.

All these changes are shrouded in misty clouds, making it difficult for outsiders to see the changes clearly.

Even Kong Xing, the person involved, found it difficult to notice this subtle change due to his tense mind.

Although the battle was fierce, it did not last long.

Suddenly.
That palm was as fast as the wind and shadow, as fast as light and lightning. It instantly penetrated Monk Kong Xing's numerous dragon claw marks and swept across his chest, ribs, waist, back, neck, temples and other vital parts.

It's so fast, so quick that it's unbelievable!
Each movement that passed over the vital points was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing through the willows, without any killing power, but it frightened Monk Kong Xing so much that his three souls and seven spirits left his body. He shuddered all over and was covered with goose bumps.

Without thinking, it was almost a subconscious reaction. The Qi in his body followed the direction of the white hand, winding through it quickly, and the thirty-six dragon claws also changed accordingly.
next moment.
Ouch~~!

A faint dragon roar suddenly echoed in the hearts of the people watching the battle around, with a ferocious aura in its majesty.

Everyone was stunned.

While those ordinary warriors were still standing there puzzled, the masters from various schools and sects had already reacted and exclaimed in surprise.

"It is the God of Martial Arts"

"Master Kong Xing realized the divine aspect of martial arts"

"how can that be"

Even Kongwen from the Shaolin Temple, the three eminent monks of the Du generation, and a group of other masters, all had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

They all knew one thing: Kong Xing was one of the four great monks of Shaolin, and he had mastered the Dragon Claw Hand, one of the seventy-two unique skills, to perfection. He was only one step away from reaching the pinnacle of martial arts and comprehending the divine aspects of martial arts.

But this step is so difficult that Kong Xing has spent more than ten years and still has not reached the level of martial arts master.

This is a very normal thing. A group of fellow disciples even think that emptiness will take more time in this process.
However, today, in front of everyone, in the duel with the leader of the Ming Cult, in a precarious situation, he suddenly achieved a breakthrough.
Such a bizarre incident made everyone immediately suspect the Ming Cult leader Xu Xingchen.

There is no way. Xu Xingchen has been open and honest these days, spreading his knowledge all over the world, and has helped too many people break through bottlenecks and get promoted.

Now, it seems to be a very normal thing for Master Kong Xing, one of the four great Shaolin monks, to comprehend the divine appearance of martial arts? !
Everyone who thought of this had their eyes red with jealousy, and cursed fiercely in their hearts: "Is this really a normal thing?"

"Is this really the most natural thing?"

"I"

(End of this chapter)