Chapter 56: An eye for an eye

Chapter 56: An eye for an eye

Song Nanming's fast fist was invisible and carried a very strong Qi Gang, but Shen Xiang was able to keep up with Song Nanming's speed, accurately judge the location of Song Nanming's punch, and then accurately return the blow with his own fist, blasting on top of Song Nanming's fist.

Shen Xiang used the Green Dragon True Qi, which flashed with violent lightning, and after the blast, a roar would always erupt, and after the roar, a storm of Qi Gang would be generated, which was stronger and more powerful than Song Nanming's so-called "Dragon Gang Fist".

The speed of the two men's punches on the stage was dazzling, as if they were fighting with countless fists.

Song Nanming was the first to strike, but now he is slowly retreating with a grave face, his fists have become numb and painful, he can feel the thick true qi of Shen Xiang when he strikes back, which is far beyond him, he originally thought he could quickly defeat Shen Xiang by performing this "Dragon Gang Fist", so he did not care about everything and spent a lot of true qi madly But now it was easily blocked by Shen Xiang.

"This is not how you use the lost ancient martial arts, you are simply disgracing the Dragon Martial Arts." Shen Xiang suddenly sneered, only to see him fiercely close his fists and take several steps back, a burst of golden aura emerged from his body in vain.

Above his fists, the meridians in his eyes were suddenly flowing with golden true qi, just as Song Nanming had just used the Dragon Martial, and much more powerfully than Song Nanming.

Shen Xiang's eyes glowed with gold, his hands were like gold casting, vaguely transformed into strong and powerful eagle claws, a piece of gold scales emerged from his face, and a heart-stopping killing aura emerged from his body.

This "Dragon Martial" is suitable for the use of metallic true qi, and Shen Xiang's metallic true qi corresponds to the white tiger, his white tiger true qi is laced with killing intent, at this time by him through the Dragon Martial out, the aura not only has a compelling killing aura, but also a look out of the world's might, as if I am the only one general.

The emperor on top of the tower in the distance, fiercely stood up from his seat, eyes wide open, looking at Shen Xiang with a stunned face, muttering: "Impossible, impossible, Dragon Martial Arts is only known to us, how on earth did he learn it?"

The emperor's face immediately revealed a killing spirit: "No one else should be allowed to master the Dragon Martial Arts in the Southern Martial Kingdom, we are the true sons of the dragon."

Shen Xiang also did not expect this Dragon Martial to be so mysterious, he had just noted down the way the true qi in Song Nanming's body operated, although it was a bit complicated, but the powerful divine sense he was able to burn it deeply into his mind, and now when he performed it, he was able to explode out with such an amazing power.

"You ... you ... how is it possible? Where on earth did you learn this from? Only those of us with dragon blood heritage can learn it, mortals like you ..."

Before the words were finished, Shen Xiang gave a violent step, a loud boom of shocking sound erupted, that martial arts platform made of thick wood suddenly shattered and collapsed, dust and smoke rose, shocking every one's mind.

This kind of terrifying power made everyone secretly fearful, and those who were close to the martial arts platform couldn't help but slowly back away, fearing that they might be affected by the ripples.

"Although it consumes true qi, it is very powerful, worthy of being a lost ancient martial art!" Shen Xiang was also amazed in his heart, he did not expect to have such a harvest today and learn such a powerful martial art.

Song Nanming was stunned by this, envious and hateful, he knew that Shen Xiang could bring out the power of Dragon Martial Arts and let him see such a terrifying power, but he could not reach Shen Xiang's level.

"Shen Xiang, you don't blame me, you only blame yourself for being too sharp." Song Nanming's eyes suddenly flashed with a hideous and sinister light, only to see him fiercely wave his hand, and ten or so tiny steel needles pierced through the thick smoke and dust and shot towards Shen Xiang.

Although the place is full of smoke and dust, but Shen Xiang's divine sense is so strong, all the movements around him are in his grasp, even if the tiny steel needles are flying towards him, he can also sense.

When the steel needles flew, Shen Xiang muffled a cry, only to see a hot wall of fire appeared in front of him, this is the true qi fire of alchemy, can fuse some more heat-resistant herbs than iron, not to mention those small steel needles.

Steel needles pierced into the fire wall, instantly melted away, the fire wall disappeared, smoke and dust scattered, only to see Shen Xiang step towards Song Nanming swept away, double fists bubbling with that mighty elimination of the Dragon Gang.

"Dragon Gang Fist!" Shen Xiang let out a cold cry, double fist wildly dance, like thousands of golden light meteor smashed over.

Song Nanming was still immersed in the shock that Shen Xiang was able to dodge the steel needles, when he was enveloped by the sudden rain of Dragon Gang Fist, in just a few moments, his body was attacked by hundreds of heavy fists, the burst of sound explosion was like a shocking thunderbolt, like a firecracker, bursting one after another.

Song Nanming that flesh and blood body was subjected to such a fierce attack, the bones and meridians of the whole body are burst, broken, the body is squeezed together, like a piece of meat cake fell to the ground, but he did not die, as long as not dead, it is not a violation.

But Song Nanming is now worse than dead! Where does he still look human? He looked like a piece of rotten meat!

There were people in the square who had already vomited, and there were also people who shouted in horror, the prince who was so proud and arrogant just a moment ago now didn't even look human!

"You brought this on yourself!" Shen Xiang originally just wanted to simply teach him a lesson and knock him off the stage and forget about it, but Song Nanming used those mischievous steel needles to attack him just now, which made him so furious that he used 80% of his strength.

"Nanming!" An explosive roar came from afar, shaking the ears of people in the square steadily, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and full of anger falling from the air and landing beside Song Nanming, whose life and death were unknown.

This is the emperor of the Southern Martial Kingdom, Song Wu!

The people in the square didn't dare to breathe out, Shen Xiang had crippled the emperor's son, and the emperor's strength was not weak, so there might be a big battle breaking out.

"Send the Crown Prince back to the palace!" Song Wu said to the two people behind him, that were both experts from the Great Inner Circle, when Song Wu came over, they followed, and they were both very strong.

Song Wu is worthy of being an emperor, he can calm down in the face of such things, the angry look on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a deep and full of majesty face.

The reason for this is that the Emperor's father, Song Wu, knows about the little tricks that Song Nanming used in the tournament, and he thinks that he must have been discovered by Shen Xiang to annoy him.

As the emperor, face is more important than anything else, if people know that the prince used that kind of poisonous tricks, then he is the emperor is the end, if found by the medicine family, the medicine family will use this to blackmail him to do something he does not want to do.

Shen Xiang quickly saw through this layer of reasons, he smiled and said: "worthy of a country's ruler, you did not leave him in the medicine family is a wise move, not long you will know that you do so there are other benefits."

Song Wu coldly grunted: "Competition martial arts will be injured is also a common thing, but you hit too hard, but I hope the prince is no big deal, otherwise ..."

After saying that, Song Wu raised his head and left, for the emperor did not pursue Shen Xiang, the crowd was relieved, while admiring Song Wu's broadmindedness.