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Chapter 932: Boy Throwing Elephants
The master punched and flowers bloomed in the void.

In an instant, this dark space was assimilated and infected by its power and turned into a vast plain.

Tens of thousands of wild elephants were galloping across the plains, shaking the earth and making the air tremble.

The destructive power comparable to that of a natural disaster was actually concentrated in a punch and headed straight towards Zhou You.

Zhou You's first thought was that he couldn't stop it, so he decisively summoned the Grandmaster's Seal and performed a secret technique, "Great Illusionary Sky Hand!"

The Great Illusionary Sky Hand stimulated the potential of the Grandmaster's Mark, raising Zhou You's strength to the level of a human patriarch.

Facing the middle-aged Xianglang's boxing skills, he did not hesitate to use his best trick... a combination of spear and sword.

The moment the Baiyun Spear and Mo Shou Sword crossed and collided, it was as if heaven and earth were in harmony, and all things came to life.

"Thirteen Styles of Martial Saint!"

The essence of the Zhenbei Spear and the Tiannan Divine Sword circulated in his heart, but was immediately shattered and merged into the Thirteen Styles of the Martial Saint, further triggering more complex changes.

In the tough battles just now, the teenagers, young men and even middle-aged men on the opposite sides were all different versions of...the Universal Martial Saint.

The biggest gain was that he actually had a martial arts master serving as his sparring partner.

Compared to the two "private teachers" Zhen Bei Ge and Tian Nan Shen Jian in his mind, the most valuable thing is to have Wan Xiang Wu Sheng at different stages as a sparring partner, which is priceless.

The Wanxiang Martial Saint is closest to the original Martial Saint in time, and his boxing style is closer to the Thirteen Forms of the Martial Saint.

As a result, after the last few battles, Zhou You's understanding of the Thirteen Styles of the Martial Saint became more thorough, and he was able to analyze the previously mundane details into infinite uses, the more he dug into them, the more meaningful they became.

Zhou You wielded the spear and sword, and although it was still a combination of spear and sword, the power was no longer comparable to that in Dijing.

Coupled with the power of a grandmaster, miniature storms lingered around the tips of the spears and swords, accompanied by faint thunder.

Boom boom boom!
Zhou You's fight with the middle-aged elephant man has lasted for more than a dozen rounds. Surprisingly, he was not defeated in one blow, but instead fought on equal terms with the powerful enemy.

Of course there was a reason for this, he was holding a weapon while the other party was unarmed.

"hold head high!"

A pillar fell from the sky, like a thick elephant's leg, and it almost made Zhou You's heart burst out of his body.

He took a few steps back, turned around and attacked with a sudden charge, but the tip of his spear was grasped by the middle-aged elephant warrior. His arm instantly became soft and boneless, winding and wrapping around like an elephant's trunk, instantly locking onto the Baiyun Spear.

This move was like a stroke of genius, and he instantly gained the upper hand by seizing the divine weapon with his bare hands.

Zhou You responded decisively. He withdrew his hands and stepped back, then raised his two hammers and slammed them together. "Essence Cannon!"

The force from the collision of the two sledgehammers poured into the gun barrel, gathered along the straight gun barrel to the gun tip, and exploded instantly after being compressed.

The middle-aged Xianglang's fingertips were bounced away, and a series of explosions occurred in front of him, causing the wind and clouds to change suddenly.

He suddenly leaned over, grabbed the ground with both hands, and lifted it up as if lifting a carpet.

The space where Zhou You was located was spinning dizzily in the blink of an eye. He lost gravity and direction, and was thrown thousands of meters away.

This move, 'Boy Throwing the Elephant', is the signature boxing style of the Wanxiang Wusheng. He has been raising elephants since he was a child, and would carry the baby elephants to the river to bathe them. Often, the naughty baby elephants would not listen to him and would use their trunks to suck up mud and water and spray him.

Over time, the elephant herder mastered the skill of "throwing the elephant". He would insert his hands under the elephant's round belly and suddenly lift it up, enough to throw it hundreds of meters away.

When he grows up, he will be able to throw not only baby elephants, but also adult male elephants and even terrifying demon elephants.

Many years later, the boxing move of "Boy Throwing Elephant" is still popular in the world, but the Wanxiang Wusheng has long disappeared from the world. Zhou You was caught off guard by this move of "Boy Throwing Elephant". Fortunately, he reacted and subconsciously raised his gun to stab.

At the same time, he touched his waist with his hand and stabbed out with the Mo Shou sword.

A dot of white appears in the dark clouds. This move incorporates the essence of the thirteen styles of the Martial Saint, and derives a higher artistic conception. The chaotic times when the original Martial Saint swung his fist were the era when the human race was extremely desperate. It can be said that there was no light in the world and darkness for eternity.

The punch he threw towards the chaotic world was a ray of light that pierced through the darkness of the eternal night.

The artistic conception of the Baiyun Spear is to absorb the painstaking efforts of the Martial Saint's Thirteen Styles to save the people, which can be said to be a complete transformation.

As for Mo Shoujian, he also has his own merits!
If the spear is the king of long weapons, then the sword is the ancestor of short weapons.

In ancient times, the role of swords was more inclined towards etiquette and daily use. They made up for the shortcomings of long weapons and played a great role in special places such as narrow spaces and underwater.

For example, right now, the enemy is very close, with spears placed across the periphery and close to him. This is the moment when Mo Shoujian can shine.

"One is born from all things, and all things return to one. In war, diving, hunting, and etiquette, all swords are used."

"So, the sword has never been something that follows rules, but is light, strange, fast, and agile, and it is aimed at the target. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not use tools. The sword is the gentleman among weapons, and it should not be bound by a certain form!"

When Zhou You thrust out the Mo Shou Sword, he thought to himself, "This sword, invisible is better than visible."

The middle-aged elephant fighter clasped his arms together. This move of "Boy Throwing the Elephant" was more than enough to overturn a giant elephant, it was more than enough to overturn the eternal elephant.

The name of Wanxiang is indeed true to its nature. He alone can match the power of Wanxiang and can shatter the void and flatten mountains, rivers and land.

The spear, which gathered all of Zhou You's peak strength, pierced the middle-aged Xiang Lang's body, but was blocked by him half an inch on the surface of his arm.

Although there was nothing to hold him up, he was able to stop Zhou You's peak shot with just his overflowing strength. Then, he used both hands to exert force in the air, twisting Zhou You's shoulders and lifting him up.

Seeing that Zhou You's feet were about to leave the ground, his body lost balance and fell into the opponent's arms, at the mercy of the opponent.

With the sound of a breeze blowing across his face, Mo Shou's sword came from an incredible angle and cut through the middle-aged Xiang Lang's arm.

It pierced his left cheek all at once, and there was a crisp sound of the sword tip colliding with teeth.

The middle-aged elephant man staggered back a few steps, opened his mouth and spat out a few bloody broken teeth, smiled at Zhou You twice, and then disappeared without a trace.

Won?

After Zhou You confirmed this fact, he sat down on the ground, not even bothering to pick up his spear or sword, and threw them all on the ground beside him.

He couldn't fight anymore. He couldn't fight anymore.

That was the last match. The fierce fighting had drained all his energy and fighting spirit. He could no longer go on!
In the next game, Xiang Lang will make a comeback, and he will definitely be at the level of Di Zong. How can he possibly win?
"Venerable Zhou, you have done enough for me."

At this time, Liu Jinguo said, "It's awesome, you left me alone here."

As she spoke, shadows continued to transform into black threads that spread up her arms and legs. The pollution of enchantment had subtly spread to her entire body, and she was only one step away from complete depravity.

Zhou You shook his head, "Don't worry, I always feel there will be a sequel."

The Queen took great pains to lure the two of them here, it is impossible that they were only here for a fight, not to mention that the prompt on the panel is still there, this treasure hunt adventure has not yet reached its climax!

One more round and you'll almost see the truth.

(End of this chapter)