Ten minutes later, Ge Ming opened his eyes, a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, his internal strength had basically recovered, in addition to his own internal strength refinement, it was also the effect of Fang Cun Mountain's Yuan Qi Pill was remarkable.

Ge Ming found that Master Mr. Mo Er was standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Master, what are your instructions?"

Mr. Mo Er smiled appreciatively: "Congratulations on entering the fourth round, whether you can enter the final depends on this one, you feel that you are against Luo Feng, and you can win with some certainty." ”

Ge Ming's resolute face was a little more ashamed, and he was not very confident and said: "I feel that I am only fifty percent sure that I can win." ”

Mr. Mo Er was not surprised, and continued to ask, "Oh, why is it only fifty percent?"

"Luo Feng's half-moon scimitar is powerful, even if it can attack at close range or from afar, and he also has a sturdy armor and a strange bull-headed shield, which is really offensive and defensive, so I only have a fifty percent chance of winning. ”

"The other party is well-equipped, but you are only bare-handed, and you can win with half a certainty, which is already good. ”

"Thank you, Master, for your encouragement. ”

"In fact, your chances of winning can be improved by 30%. ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Ge Ming's face, did Master say this to encourage me, or did he want to tell me something, he asked suspiciously, "Master said that I should have an eighty percent chance of winning?"

Gently patted Ge Ming's sturdy shoulder, and Mr. Mo Er's voice was sonorous and powerful: "Yes, you have an eighty percent chance of winning, I'm not here to be obedient, but to tell you, you don't underestimate yourself too much, although they are all duels at the peak of the Xuan level, the results will be different if the martial arts used are different." ”

Ge Ming still didn't quite understand, and his expression was focused: "What does Master mean?"

"What techniques are you going to use against him?"

Ge Ming said decisively: "Of course, I use the Wind Thunder God Fist, and I am the best at using the Wind Thunder God Fist, which is to use it to break Zhou Taiyin's sonic power. ”

Mr. Mo Er waved his hand: "If you want to win Luo Feng, you can't use the Wind Thunder God Fist." Luo Feng's armor and shield are very strong, and the defense is amazing, no matter how perfect your Wind Thunder God Fist is, no matter how powerful it is, it will be difficult for the fist power to penetrate his armor and shield, you have to use the lightning finger instead. ”

Ge Ming's originally depressed expression suddenly brightened, and he had been thinking about whether the power of his Wind Thunder God Fist could penetrate Luo Feng's armor and hurt him.

"Finger with lightning?"

The lightning finger is also a stunt of Fang Cun Mountain.

"Do you want to know why Lightning Finger is used? Luo Feng's armor and shield are all made of metal, and Lightning Finger can shoot lightning from his fingertips, wearing his armor and shield, if you want to win him, there is only one way for you.

"I understand, thank you Master for your guidance, I will definitely do my best when the competition is later. ”

Before Ge Ming's competition, Mr. Mo Er gave face-to-face lectures and gave one or two pointers, which benefited Ge Ming a lot and suddenly became enlightened.

Luo Feng was already dressed neatly, carrying a half-moon scimitar, ready to go to the ring, Nie Qingwu still sent a few blessings: "Play well, I wish you a victory." ”

"Thank you, captain, I'll give it my all. ”

The drums of the war rang out, reverberating among the peaks of Huashan, which made people feel bloody, and the half-match of the Xuan-level group began.

In front of the ring, the audience was talking, speculating about who would win this match and who would make it to the final.

Luo Feng and Ge Ming went into the ring together.

Accustomed to saluting first and then soldiering, Luo Feng smiled at Ge Ming and said, "It's Senior Brother Ge Ming, who has admired his name for a long time." ”

Ge Ming ignored Luo Feng, there was no expression on his face, he was calm and calm, and he habitually put on a defensive posture, with a pair of sharpened fists, ready to attack.

"Don't be verbose, let's get started. ”

Luo Feng was indifferent to Ge Ming.

Fang Cun Mountain is the first ancient martial arts sect in China, and the disciples of Fang Cun Mountain regard themselves as the authentic inheritance of ancient martial arts, and most of the disciples are arrogant and look down on Luo Feng, who is a loose cultivator of ancient martial arts without a sect.

Luo Feng's sword and shield struck lightly, and a crisp sound of gold and iron was very pleasant.

Ge Ming's fist slammed into the wind and thunder.

Luo Feng raised his shield and blocked Ge Ming's fist.

A wind and thunder slammed into the shield, and Luo Feng felt that the shield was hit by a force like a mountain and a sea, and his wrists were faintly numb.

The Bull Head Shield is a treasure weapon that has been added to the small defense formation, although it does not reach the level of a spiritual weapon, it is many times more powerful than an ordinary shield.

Among them, the small defensive formation not only strengthens the defense, but also absorbs and counteracts the huge impact.

Luo Feng not only secretly admired Ge Ming's strong internal strength, but also the power of the Fangcun Mountain Wind Thunder God Fist was amazing.

Blocking the attack of the Wind Thunder God Fist like a frenzy, Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to fight back.

The half-moon scimitar in his hand, like a round of crescent moon, was shining brightly, and he slashed at Ge Ming.

Ge Ming took over the attack of the Half Moon Scimitar with his bare hands, and the sharp blade obviously slashed both fists, but there was no trace left at all.

Luo Feng found that the half-moon scimitar had slashed into Ge Ming's fist, but the blade was still about two millimeters away from his fist, and he encountered a powerful qi shield, which could not be cut into it at all.

Ye Feng could see it very clearly, Ge Ming's fists had been tempered thousands of times, and he had actually released his internal force externally, and had already formed a layer of defensive qi on the outside, blocking the attack of the Half Moon Scimitar.

In the ring, the half-moon scimitar streamer flew, the wind and thunder god fist thundered, the light and shadow were staggered, and the two sides fought inextricably.

Although Ge Ming's fists were as hard as iron, and the internal force was released externally, forming a defensive qi layer, he still suffered a loss in the battle with Luo Feng's half-moon scimitar and bull head shield.

Luo Feng had the upper hand at the beginning, he stabbed one after another, wanting to use the original advantage of the weapon to expand the results of the battle, even if he couldn't hurt Ge Ming, he had to force him out of the ring.

Ge Ming dodged and moved in the shadow of the sword, fighting very hard, he had to be sure that what his master, Mr. Mo Er, said was all right, no matter how powerful his fist was, it was almost impossible to penetrate the shield and armor and hurt Luo Feng.

Soon Ge Ming changed his attack move, his left hand was a fist, his right hand turned into a finger, the tips of his fingers flowed, and an arc of electricity flashed from his fingertips, crackling, and hit the bull's head shield heavily.

That was another peerless lightning finger in Fang Cun Mountain.

The powerful electric current penetrated the metal surface of the bullhead shield and directly charged Luo Feng on the left hand of the shield.

A pinprick sensation came from his hand, numb and painful, Luo Feng squeaked his teeth in pain, and cried out, wow, in his emotion, he almost threw away the shield in his hand.

Finally found a way to crack Luo Feng's defensive shield and armor, thanks to the help and advice of his master, Mr. Mo Er, who reminded Ge Ming to use his lightning finger to deal with Luo Feng.

Mr. Mo Er in the distance showed an approving look, the son can be taught, Ge Ming is worthy of being his own disciple, he is very smart, a little mentions, he has a little understanding, and he immediately understands.

(End of chapter)