Bai Xiaofei laughed loudly at the embarrassed look of Yifei Chongtian falling off the stage, then looked at Wu Zetian with a childlike face and said, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I won! I won!"
Wu Zetian smiled without saying a word. She waved her jade hand and the maids around her immediately bowed and nodded, and hurriedly brought over a lot of royal pastries. Bai Xiaofei was not polite either. He grabbed the food and started eating. He stuffed it into his mouth slowly and kept shouting that it was delicious.
Seeing Yi Fei Chong Tian lose so badly, Tai Yi Sect leader Jiang Lingxu's face turned livid, and he glared at Taishan Sect's Tianmen Taoist Priest fiercely, then looked at Wu Ze, as if asking for instructions. Seeing Wu Ze nodded, Jiang Lingxu's face suddenly showed a little smile, and he said loudly: "It is true that a good teacher produces good students. Master Zhou's disciple is indeed worthy of his reputation. He has such skills at such a young age. Quanzhen Sect is indeed worthy of being the world's orthodox sect! It just so happens that I also have a disciple under my seat, and I would like to learn a few moves from this little brother Bai. Is it okay?"
"Go ahead...! I'm... in a hurry!" Bai Xiaofei muttered with a handful of cakes still stuffed in his mouth.
A cunning look flashed across Jiang Lingxu's face. He waved his hand from the backstage, and a man slowly walked out from behind Wu Zetian's throne.
This man was seven feet tall, with extremely large bones but extremely thin, with long hair hanging down to his shoulders, and was wearing a black robe. His face looked pale and a little sick, and his eyes were sleepy, but there was a hint of evil in him.
"Senluo Yaksha!" Zhou Yi exclaimed. This person was actually the one who was riding a horse on Tianjin Bridge and bumped into Ren Ya that day.
Thinking of this man's arrogant look, Zhou Yi became furious. He didn't expect that he was Jiang Lingxu's disciple. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant in Luoyang City!
Jiang Lingxu looked at Senluo Yaksha who slowly walked out from the stage and said with a smile: "It all depends on you! You must give it well..."
Unexpectedly, the Senluo Yaksha ignored him and walked straight to Wu Zhao, bowed, then jumped onto the platform of the conference hall.
Senluo Yaksha looked down at Bai Xiaofei who was eating enthusiastically, and couldn't help but frowned, with a look of arrogance on his face.
"Are you the disciple with the stinky nose?" Bai Xiaofei licked his fingers after eating and asked with his eyes wide open.
Senluo Yaksha curled his lips and said with some disdain: "I guess so!"
When Zhou Botong saw Senluo Yaksha, his thick white eyebrows suddenly twisted together, and he shouted at Bai Xiaofei in a stern voice: "Xiaofei! Be careful, there is something strange about this demon!"
Zhou Botong naturally didn’t understand any internet slang, he just felt that the forest yaksha had an evil aura, so he blurted it out!
A shout of "shemale" immediately caused the players in the audience to burst into laughter!
Senluo Yaksha's face quickly turned gloomy due to this groundless ridicule. He impatiently made a gesture of inviting hands, signaling Bai Xiaofei to start fighting!
After hearing the reminder from the old naughty boy, Bai Xiaofei put away his playful intention, became serious, and took the initiative to attack. He suddenly slapped out the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top Palm, which was the most powerful move in the whole world. The three purple-gold Qi flowers changed into various postures out of thin air, and brought a fierce gust of wind towards him!
The Quanzhen Sect's martial arts are all based on the cultivation of internal strength. The deeper the internal strength, the more amazing the power. I didn't expect that Bai Xiaofei, who is so young, has such profound internal strength. He is indeed worthy of being the disciple of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong!
Who would have thought that Senluo Yaksha would not dodge or evade, but would rush forward quickly, and his attack was actually a set of Taizu Changquan's "Direct Attack on the Yellow Dragon"? ! His punch was like a cannon hammer, and he was actually going to rely on a Changquan and the Three Flowers Gathering Palm to fight for the upper hand
This Taizu Changquan was created by Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin of the Song Dynasty for soldiers to fight on the battlefield. The moves are simple and the movements are swift, but it is just a crude and inferior martial art! Senluo Yaksha actually used this set of boxing to deal with Bai Xiaofei's Quanzhen unique skill, Sanhua Judingzhang. Wasn't he too arrogant
"Bang!"
There was only a muffled sound, and the collision of the two fists produced a violent internal force surge, which raised dust all over the ring. Then Bai Xiaofei let out a muffled groan and actually retreated several steps. In contrast, Senluo Yaksha stood there calmly, and the winner was immediately apparent!
"What a powerful internal force!" Young Master Xiaoyan exclaimed in amazement, "It is contained but not revealed, and the divine essence is restrained. This is the authentic Taoist Xuanmen internal strength. I didn't expect that this forest yaksha has actually practiced to this level!"
Zhou Yi also nodded solemnly. The internal strength of this forest yaksha was definitely better than his own. Among the people Zhou Yi had ever seen in his life, only Yun Chongxiao, who had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art, could be compared with him!
After being beaten back, Bai Xiaofei quickly used his internal energy to recover his strength. After a while, his complexion returned to normal. At this time, the old naughty boy in the audience shouted loudly: "My dear disciple, this guy's internal strength is much stronger than yours. Use the Kongming Fist to relieve his strength!"
Bai Xiaofei nodded, a serious look showing on his young face, and immediately used the "empty bowl with rice" move from the Kongming Fist to attack Senluo Yaksha!
Back then, Zhou Botong practiced hard in a cave on Peach Blossom Island for more than ten years. Suddenly he realized the wonderful principle of using the empty to defeat the real and the insufficient to defeat the sufficient. Therefore, he created the 72-stroke Kongming Fist which focuses on emptiness and softness.
At this moment, Bai Xiaofei's group of moves were in a mess, and his body was crooked, as if he had no strength at all. Immediately, many people in the audience began to sneer at his funny movements.
However, Senluo Yaksha looked at Bai Xiaofei's Kongming Fist, and his expression became solemn involuntarily. His moves suddenly became defensive, and he stepped quickly, fighting and retreating, waiting for an opportunity to observe the flaws in the Kongming Fist!
The Kongming Fist is about using the empty to attack the real, and using the soft to overcome the hard. If it is performed by the old naughty boy, this set of boxing will naturally be flawless, and it can definitely kill Senluo Yaksha with its extremely empty and soft skills. But Bai Xiaofei is a child after all. When he saw that he had the upper hand, he was immediately overjoyed. He immediately sped up his punches and wanted to press on to win. He had long forgotten the essence of the Kongming Fist.
Who knew that this was exactly the trap set for him by Senluo Yaksha. Seeing Bai Xiaofei punching out with his palm, before he could retract his fist, Senluo Yaksha made a virtual dot on the ground, and his figure suddenly rose several feet high, flew across the air to behind Bai Xiaofei, and sent the child off the platform with a light palm!
Senluo Yaksha won this battle beautifully and immediately received cheers from the audience!
The Senluo Yaksha immediately turned his head and looked at Wu Zetian, bowing. Wu Zetian nodded slightly, looked at Zhou Botong who looked discouraged, and said, "Does Mr. Zhou have any objection to the competition?"
Zhou Botong shook his head and said, "This kid is quite skilled in martial arts. My apprentice cannot beat him, so naturally I have nothing to say!"
Wu Xi smiled and said, "Okay! Even so, then today's position of Dao Zun..."
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment!" Suddenly a loud shout came from the audience, and a figure in white jumped onto the platform and spoke loudly.
"Wudang disciple, Wang Zhe comes to seek advice!" (To be continued)