Chapter 41: Real dragon ten styles!

"Converging, please wait patiently for the host!"
As soon as the sound of the system disappeared, a group of light flames appeared in front of Xiao Tian's eyes, and the two simple secret books above the flames were constantly rising and falling, slowly blending into one.
The corners of Xiao Tian's mouth twitched. He originally thought that the fusion exercise was a matter of a moment, and the system seemed to be practicing alchemy...
Seeing that the speed of fusion of the two cheat books was not too fast, Xiao Tian simply set his sights on the fighting King Jinlun Fa Wang and Yang Guo.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong practiced by the Golden Wheel Fa King is not only powerful, but also has a far superior effect in resisting blows. Sometimes, even if Yang Guo's sword is hit in the front, it only leaves some minor injuries on the body.
On the contrary, Yang Guo was a little restrained in the face of the King of the Golden Wheel. After all, his small Wuxiang Gong was not weak in self-protection, but it was still inferior to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.
Therefore, Yang Guo didn't dare to be as big as the King of the Golden Wheel, he could only rely on Lingbo's Weibu to deal with the King of the Golden Wheel.
But whether it is the profound iron sword technique he masters or the eighteen palms of the dragon, he pays attention to indomitable progress. Although he will not lose with the use of Lingbo Weibu, the momentum he has accumulated before is vented. The power of martial arts moves is more powerful than before. After all, it was half a point weak.
Xiao Tian shook his head when he saw this. Although Yang Guo had amazing comprehension and strength under his training, he did not have the experience of fighting life to death.
At the same time, Yang Guo himself is still far from Wujue's strength.
Whether it is defeating Hong Qigong or defeating Ouyang Feng, they have taken advantage of the competition. If it is a life-and-death fight, Yang Guo will definitely lose!
"Little brother Yang is probably about to lose. I think the King of the Golden Wheel will kill him, old poison, don't you help?"
Hong Qigong frowned, lifted the bamboo stick in his hand lightly, fixed his eyes on the Golden Wheel Fa King, ready to take action at any time.
As one of the few people standing on the top of the Central Plains martial arts, Hong Qigong's eyesight is naturally not overshadowed.
He could see that Yang Guo was just relying on light work and subtlety to support it, but once the King of the Golden Wheel found a way to crack it, Yang Guo would instantly lose!
"Old beggar Huazi, why are you so anxious? Didn't you see that kid didn't move?" Ouyang Feng pointed to Xiao Tian, ​​who was expressionless on the side, in a bad mood.
Although he didn't have much overlap with Xiao Tian, ​​he also knew that this kid was the shortest guard, otherwise he wouldn't be able to give advice when Hong Qigong and Yang Guo were discussing each other!
If Yang Guo is truly life-threatening, he believes that Xiao Tian must be the first to make the move!
However, even though Ouyang Feng said so, his legs were slightly bent, and he made a toad-gong starting position, and his eyes were always inseparable from the King of the Golden Wheel who was fighting Yang Guo.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the fusion of the eighteen palms of Jianglong and the profound iron sword technique is completed, please name the new martial arts!"
Seeing that Yang Guo had been forced into the wind, Xiao Tian frowned and prepared to give instructions, but the voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.
Is the fusion complete?
Xiao Tian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the light flame in front of him did not know when it had been extinguished, and the two quaint cheats had also been merged into a blue pamphlet.
"Since the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong and the profound iron sword are fused, it's called the Eighteenth Sword of Jianglong," Xiao Tian said in his heart.
"Is the host sure to name the new martial arts as Jianglong Eighteen Swords?" The system's voice sounded again.
"Really...wait," Xiao Tian hesitated for a while, and he sounded a little shameful.
"Can it be randomly generated?" Xiao Tian asked the system in his heart.
"Yes," the system's voice did not fluctuate at all.
"Then randomly generated," Xiao Tian ordered in his heart.
"It is being generated, and when it is completed, the new martial arts is officially named as the Ten Forms of True Dragon!"
"Huh..." Xiao Tian couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the system's voice. Although the tenth form of the real dragon sounds not so prestigious, it is indeed much better than the eighteen swords of Jianglong.
With the completion of the naming of the new martial arts, a lot of martial arts insights poured into Xiao Tian's mind like a tide. Before Xiao Tian could sort it out, the voice of the system sounded again...