Xie Fuyao gently raised his finger to point at Fang Jie, such an extremely simple movement made Fang Jie's expression change instantly. Because just as Xie Fuyao stretched out his fingers, Fang Jie suddenly had the shadow of another person in his mind. A man so terrifying that he could be someone else's dream, is equally elegant and rich in demeanor.
That Buddhist sect person.
Although Fang Jie had never fought Chen Ya directly, he could imagine the horror of Chen Ya from Mu Xiaoyao's narrative. With one finger, he pierced Shen Qingfan's fine steel long sword, and almost sent the big dog into the gate of hell. Being able to command Luo Weiran's subordinates at the Douchi Guards Department easily escaped, and being able to escape the siege of many masters from the Qing Yamen and the Criminal Department of Dali Temple.
That person also only used one finger.
So when Xie Fuyao stretched out his finger, his vigilance suddenly rose to the extreme. He yelled to get back and quickly rushed out, but...even though he was vigilant enough, he still didn't expect Xie Fuyao's cultivation to be shocking.
With one finger, Fang Jie quickly retreated.
But the comrades around Fang Xie didn't have time to react. Almost instantly, the two frontier soldiers around Fang Xie groaned at the same time and then fell down limply. There were no injuries, but their eyes were tight. Shut up, their bodies twitched slightly, it looked like they were suffering unbearable pain.
Xie Fuyao's left index finger moved slowly and pointed at Fang Jie again. Fang Jie's eyes froze, his body suddenly fell down, and then he flew backwards against the back of his head with a force. A painful groan came from behind Fang Xie, apparently someone else was hit by Xie Fuyao's fingering and lost his combat power.
"Move together, separate!"
Zhang Kuang shouted behind Fang Jie, then lowered his body and rushed forward. The remaining eight or nine soldiers hesitated for a moment and followed him to press forward. They separated as much as possible, and kept running in a straight line. Constantly changing postures and directions, eight or nine people fanned out towards Xie Fuyao.
The corner of Xie Fuyao's mouth twitched slightly, and he stretched out the middle finger of his left hand.
"I mean there are four ways, named after the four seasons."
Xie Fuyao, who stretched out his left middle finger, said in a flat tone: "Extend two fingers, perform the spring method, like a spring breeze, only restrain the enemy and not hurt others, you have to be careful."
Stretch two fingers flat, no movement can be seen. But just like what Xie Fuyao said, his fingering of the word chun is like a spring breeze blowing by, who can escape the spring breeze
A series of muffled grunts sounded, and three of the soldiers leaning forward and rushing forward suddenly froze almost at the same time. After losing their center of gravity, they fell to the ground fiercely. Their bodies seemed to suddenly become stiff like wooden sticks, straight He fell down and didn't even have time to take protective actions. Someone's face hit the hard official road directly, and blood came out from the corners of the mouth and nose immediately.
Xie Fuyao's eyes remained calm, his gaze was fixed on the young frontier soldier who made a big splash yesterday. From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left the boy's body. He didn't even look straight at the soldiers who were knocked down by him.
As soon as he made a move, everyone was shocked.
The expressions of the four Yanwu Academy professors standing on the tower changed slightly almost at the same time, and the oldest of them was Yan Qing who greeted guests at the gate of the Yanwu Academy yesterday. Standing beside him on the left side was a tall and thin professor who looked about forty years old. When he saw Xie Fuyao making a move, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help sighing in a low voice: "This is the Four Elephant Fingers of Wudang Mountain."
Yan Qing nodded and said: "Wudang Mountain Sanqing Temple is one of the three unique skills, Taijiquan, Liangyi Sword, and Sixiangzhi. This Xie Fuyao is Zhang Zhenren's disciple. It is not surprising that he can practice Sixiangzhi. But... at his age, it is not easy to be able to display such power with the four elephant fingers. Mo Wanwu, how does the four elephant fingers compare with your Moxiyuan Xingshen Finger?"
The tall and thin professor was born in a famous Moxiyuan family, and the unique skill that made him famous is Moxiyuan's untold secret "Xingshenzhi".
"When I was young, I didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. I knew that there was a fingering method in Wudang Mountain, which was called unparalleled in the world, and I was not convinced."
He was silent for a while and said: "Since leaving Moxi Garden, relying on my own cultivation level in Xingshen Finger, I think that there is no martial art in the world that can compare with Xingshen Finger , how can I be praised by the four elephants referring to the world's unparalleled? So I went to Wudang alone, and challenged Zhang Zhenren without shame. As a result... At that time, Zhang Zhenren did not ignore me because I was a junior in the rivers and lakes, and let him, who was only sixteen years old, three The disciples will fight on their behalf. I will challenge with the awakening finger, and the opponent will fight with the four-element finger."
The corner of Mo Wanwu's mouth twitched, obviously still having lingering fears about the First World War.
"I was defeated with only three moves. Only then can I know the truth that there are people beyond others."
"but!"
He looked at Xie Fuyao and said, "I don't think that the Four Elephant Finger of Wudang Mountain is really stronger than my Moxiyuan's Mind-Xing Finger, it's just that my cultivation base is too low. The difference between cultivation base and cultivation method is not that big The connection is that I was ignorant back then, not that my skills were inferior to Wudang Mountain. This Xie Fuyao already has three points of the man who defeated me back then. None of these people is his opponent. Even if the dozen or so soldiers are the same as above, they may not be able to win."
"Not necessarily."
Yan Qing smiled and said, "I definitely can't win."
At this time, there was another accident in the official road below!
Mo Wanwu's complexion changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "How can he be so arrogant? Even if he has a good cultivation, he is not so defiant!"
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When Cui Pingzhou saw that Fang released a dozen of them, four or five of them were knocked to the ground by Xie Fuyao in just a minute or two, he couldn't help being surprised, but soon laughed: "Let's go, Those candidates with military background are entangled by difficult guys, which saves us effort. After a while, after entering the martial arts arena, we can take care of a few people at will, which can be regarded as hands-on."
Standing beside him, looking at Xie Fuyao in a daze, Pei Chuxing shook his head and said: "You go first, I will watch for a while."
Cui Pingzhou smiled helplessly, and called Wu Chi. Immediately he stepped forward and walked out, first he cupped his fists at Xie Fuyao who was standing in the middle of the gate, said excuse me, and then went around. But Xie Fuyao shook his head slightly, and then stretched out his left ring finger.
In an instant, a sharp energy came to his face.
Cui Pingzhou was startled, and he dodged to the side to avoid the inner strength that was like a spring breeze. Before he had time to ask why Xie Fuyao attacked him, the internal force that he flashed before seemed to be alive, circled behind him and attacked him again.
"arrogant!"
Cui Pingzhou cursed, and pushed forward with one palm, the internal energy in his dantian surged into his left arm, and a gust of internal energy gushed out and collided fiercely with that finger force. He originally thought that Xie Fuyao's distracted attack was due to suddenness and lack of strength, but as soon as the inner strength of the two came into contact, he knew he was wrong. That finger strength actually carried a whirl, like a feathered arrow crazily piercing into the defense line arranged by his inner strength.
The inner strength from his single palm is getting more and more difficult to block.
"What a weird fingering!"
Cui Pingzhou let out a low cry, withdrew his energy, and dodged again with a dodge. It's just that the finger strength was abnormally agile, and after going around in a circle, it attacked him again. Cui Pingzhou frowned, his feet slipped and he fell sideways, and when he was about to touch the ground, he suddenly swung back, dodging the finger force like a tumbler.
Just as he dodged, Lu Fan from Chenzhou, who saw the opportunity, sneered. Enduring the pain in his heart, he rushed forward with both feet. Just as he was about to rush past Xie Fuyao, suddenly a sharp finger stabbed fiercely at his lower abdomen.
Lu Fan maintained a forward-sprinting posture and slammed on the ground fiercely, a spurt of blood spewed out immediately after his nose hit the ground.
But this is not something that scares him. What frightens him is that the finger force quickly penetrated into his sea of qi, and then quickly sealed his sea of qi, and all the opened air pockets were almost closed. Being sealed at the same time, I couldn't exert any strength from my whole body.
That finger strength was like a lock, firmly trapping his sea of qi!
When he fell to the ground, the six or seven people who were scattered by Fang Xie and the others looked at each other, exchanged glances and exerted strength at the same time. The six or seven people ran forward and staggered back and forth, like six or seven Like a swimming fish chasing back and forth, it quickly swam towards the gate.
Xie Fuyao's eyes temporarily moved away from Fang Jie who kept dodging, looked at the six or seven people rushing towards him, and then slowly stretched out the little finger of his left hand. After protruding all the way, the two people rushing to the front immediately fell down with a muffled grunt. Just like Lu Fan, the sea of cavitation and qi was sealed, and he couldn't exert any strength.
Moreover, this finger strength is extremely flexible, and after sealing one person, it quickly finds the next person. It's like a swift and invisible snake, circling in mid-air and attacking.
"This person is cultivated."
Looking at the fighting scene below, Yan Qing couldn't help sighing: "Among the candidates of the Martial Arts Academy in this world, I'm afraid there is no one invincible. At this age, you have already advanced to the seventh-rank realm. If you do it with all your strength, you will be defeated." If it's you, I'm afraid I'll have a headache too. Such weird fingerings are hard to guard against."
Mo Wanwu smiled and said: "Brother Yan is not hesitating in his praise. Although this son has a good cultivation, but he said that it would give you and me a headache, and he is far from having the strength. But speaking of it, when I was his age, With the cultivation base of Xingshenzhi at that time, it seems that he may not be his opponent."
Yan Qing hummed, but did not continue speaking.
Because he discovered that Xie Fuyao had no intention of stopping. At this time, he had stretched out four fingers of his left hand, blocking at least twenty candidates from entering the door. But he didn't seem to be very satisfied with such a record, and he even slowly straightened his left thumb, entangled the remaining ten or so people in the first echelon.
"One against thirty."
Mo Wanwu sighed: "Seeing that he looks gentle and elegant in conversation, he is actually a lunatic."
He had just finished saying this when he saw Xie Fuyao suddenly and slowly turn his head to look towards the tower: "Mr. Cai just said that Si Xiangzhi can't be compared with the four characters Tian Tian Wu Shuang, and the students think so too. Tian Xia's martial arts are extensive and profound , How can it be possible to stand out in the world with only one fingering? So students have always wanted to know where the flaws of these four-symbol fingers are. And to find the flaws in their own martial arts, they have to fight. May I ask, sir, is today's assessment allowed to ask anyone challenge?"
"yes."
Mo Wanwu replied subconsciously.
"Well, sir, please give me your advice."
Xie Fuyao finished this sentence in a flat tone, then raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at Mo Wanwu: "Xia Fa, your fingers are like thunder."
There was a soft bang, like a tiny lightning bolt suddenly appearing in mid-air, and he arrived in front of Mo Wanwu in just a trance, his fingers were as fast and sharp as lightning. The finger strength has almost become real, with a slight electric glow.
"Arrogance!"
Mo Wanwu snorted coldly, raised his hand and flicked it lightly, and greeted him with a ray of finger strength. As soon as the two fingers touch, the surrounding air shakes!
Mo Wanwu's face changed, and his fingering also changed rapidly: "I didn't expect such a change in the four-element finger. It seems that the person who defeated me back then still has some energy left!"
"The person who taught me the fingering method on behalf of the master and taught me how to practice is the third senior brother who defeated you back then."
Xie Fuyao said something lightly, then looked at Pei Chuxing whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and said, "Since brother is very itchy, why don't you take action."
Right hand, middle finger.
Pointing at Pei Chuxing from afar!
"Since we want to fight, let's try to see how much cultivation I have learned from my senior brother. Let the world see whether Wudang Mountain's unique skills are worthy of its reputation."
The young master of the Xie family stretched out his hands, like a Kunpeng soaring ninety thousand miles, his eyes were calm, but with a sense of arrogance looking down on the world.