C757 Create Martial Arts
Creating martial arts required one to have a thorough understanding of all kinds of offensive and defensive techniques, so that one could figure out the path of creation, so in a way, it was also very important to have a general understanding of martial arts.
"Almsgiver Ji's words make sense. Creating a martial art is a very difficult thing to begin with. Even the gifted and intelligent Martial Cultivator might take up a lot of time and energy!"
After a moment of silence, Venerable Fangzheng said.
"Then can Brother Chen Feng defeat Arthur in this competition? Perhaps Brother Chen Feng did not create the third style of martial arts this time. Then, what is the probability of him defeating Arthur? "
Ji Yun frowned and asked the question in his heart. He was worried that Chen Feng would lose, and he did not want Chen Feng to lose to Arthur.
They had come to the Vatican to participate in the world-class martial arts competition. The four of them represented Huaxia Country in the competition. Now, only Chen Feng was left. Ji Yun had lost a long time ago. Sanjie was seriously injured and almost died. Tian Ying had lost one of his legs.
It could be said that the situation was very bad. All of their hopes were placed on Chen Feng. If Chen Feng lost, then the entire Huaxia Country team would be wiped out.
In fact, what Ji Yun worried about the most was not the so-called honor, but the safety of Chen Feng. If Chen Feng lost the competition, he would most likely lose his life, or he would definitely lose his life. This was what everyone was worried about.
When Ji Yun's words came out, everyone's eyes turned to the Wu Zhi Province. The Wu Zhi Province was an elder of the Martial Alliance, and it was slightly stronger than the people here.
"En, I estimate that it's only about thirty percent!"
Wu Zhizhou hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still explained what he thought in his heart.
"Thirty percent? I think Elder Wu is interested in Chen Feng's rich combat experience!"
As soon as Wu Zhizhou's voice faded, Ji Wudao smiled bitterly and said, "When the Martial Cultivator duels, If the two of them have the same strength, then combat experience is extremely important. It can be said that it can play a decisive role, but if the difference in strength is too great. . . It wouldn't be of much use, just like how Chen Feng and Zuo Zhu fought. Although the other party had used the genetic medicine, Chen Feng was indeed no match for him at that moment. I thought his chances were only 20%. This is still a conservative estimate! "
After hearing what Wu Zhizhou said, everyone sighed faintly. They did not know what to do. Now, they could only rely on Chen Feng to deal with it himself.
"This match isn't optimistic. The possibility of Chen Feng losing is very high. Chen Feng himself should have realized this. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone into seclusion. It's just that we don't know whether he can change the final result or not!"
Cang Bo was silent for a while and also voiced his opinion on the match.
"Amitabha. May Buddha bless Chen Feng and ensure his safety!"
Master Faang Zheng put his palms together and prayed sincerely for Chen Feng.
"Sigh. Big brother, you must not let anything happen to you. What should I do if something happens to you?"
Sanjie's expression was serious and worried. After he was severely injured by Hong Yi, it was Chen Feng who stood up for him and crippled Hong Yi. He had always remembered this kindness in his heart.
Sanjie and Chen Feng had a good relationship. Chen Feng could help Sanjie climb the mountain of swords and plunge into the sea of fire, but at this moment, Sanjie was unable to help Chen Feng, which was why he felt extremely unpleasant in his heart.
Sanjie thought about it. If Chen Feng did not help him take revenge. . . Unfortunately, this was just a fantasy, there was no 'if'.
"Son of a b * tch! Why is Arthur pretending? Why did he say that he wanted to kill Chen Feng? Otherwise, it doesn't matter even if he loses this competition!" Ji Yun also had a violent temper. He couldn't help but curse. In his opinion, Arthur had deliberately provoked him because it was his territory.
Tian Ying was silent. He didn't say anything, but he clenched his fist tightly. There was also worry in his eyes. He said in his heart, "Brother Chen Feng, you must get through this crisis safely. The competition between you and me hasn't started yet. "
"Everyone, wait here. I will go to the airport to pick up the plane!"
Wu Zhizhou looked at his watch and thought that it was time, so he left the room.
Half an hour later, Wu Zhizhou took the Huaxia Country private car to the Roman airport.
Time passed bit by bit, and after another 20 minutes, a person in the crowd was sitting in a wheelchair with a worn out special combat bag on his back. He came from the passageway, and it turned out to be Ye Nantian.
His appearance attracted many people's attention. The airport staff and enthusiastic people wanted to help Ye Nantian many times, but were rejected by Ye Nantian in the end.
"You're finally here. I didn't expect you to have such high attention. The national treasure is only so-so, hahaha!"
Wu Zhizhou laughed. He teased first, then continued, "Your junior Chen Feng went into seclusion yesterday and has yet to come out. Do you want to take a look?"2
Ye Nantian's eyes lit up. After a moment of silence, he said, "There's no need for that. Let him go into seclusion with peace of mind. Elder Wu and the others, please don't disturb him, and don't let him know that I'm here. "
"En, alright!"
Wu Zhizhou nodded and did not have any objections. Then, he went to Ye Nantian's side and helped him unpack his battle bag.
"Why does this battle bag look so familiar? Is it from the Martial Alliance?"
Wu Zhizhou thought for a while and voiced out the doubts in his heart.
"En, that's right!"
Ye Nantian replied with a smile.
"If only you had come earlier. That way, you will be able to see Chen Feng's impressive battle achievements and become the proudest person in the public square!"
Wu Zhizhou carried the battle bag on his back and pushed Ye Nantian's wheelchair to explain what had happened recently.
The two of them left for a few rounds. Wu Zhizhou carried Ye Nantian into the car and placed the wheelchair in the trunk.
"Chen Feng was my pride in the past, and now too, and has always been!"
Ye Nantian looked into the distance with a determined look. No one knew what he was thinking.
"What do you think about the competition between Chen Feng and Arthur?"
Wu Zhizhou hesitated for a moment and asked the question in his heart.
"Arthur is the captain of the guards of the Church. He is able to sit in this position at such a young age. First, it is because the Pope values him. Second, it is enough to show that he is very strong. I also know about the previous competition. I am afraid it will be difficult this time!"
Ye Nantian frowned and continued, "I know about Chen Feng's strength. I don't know if Chen Feng will be able to increase his strength in this competition and get through this difficult time. "
"Are you worried that he will be killed?"
Wu Zhizhou sighed and said.
"How can I not be worried!"
Ye Nantian smiled bitterly and said, "Although I am worried, I hope Chen Feng can give us a surprise and do something that will shock everyone. I hope that he can overcome all obstacles and defeat the so-called captain of the Church's guards, Arthur!"
"En!"
Wu Zhizhou faintly looked into the distance and nodded.
Chen Feng sat cross-legged in the hotel. He had no idea what was going on outside. He was immersed in his martial arts and focused on studying his moves to deal with the upcoming matches.
Chen Feng kept thinking about the War God's Slash that Arthur had used. From the moment Arthur attacked to the moment when he killed the Russian secret weapon, Chen Feng had seen all the details.
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