As this doubt arose in his heart, Mu Yang looked at the old man next to him, and his feeling became completely different. He didn't pay attention to it before, but now when he looked at it, he seemed to see some familiar places in the old man.
Could he really be an elder of Tenshin-ryu? Mu Yang thought. Although he knew that this was by no means a bad thing, when he thought about it carefully, his head felt a little numb when he was inexplicably facing the "ancestor" of the sect, and the one who was already dead.
Forget it, I don’t want this.
His eyes turned to the martial arts stage. At this time, Sun Wuhan and Wu Taidou were standing side by side. Both of them entered a fighting state. At this moment, the atmosphere on the martial arts stage was extremely depressing! In a daze, it seemed as if there was an invisible cyclone surrounding the two of them, making their figures become a little ethereal.
Zhizhi, the air trembled slightly. No one on the martial arts stage launched an attack first. Mu Yang saw Sun Wuhan's body began to move continuously, as if he was looking for an angle to attack, but after a while, he still didn't see it. The movement even caused sweat to break out from Son Wuhan's forehead.
"You are truly worthy of being the founder of martial arts. This calmness is unrivaled."
On the martial arts stage, Sun Wuhan felt panicked. Every time he looked at the martial arts master opposite him with half-smiling eyes, he felt as if his actions were all seen through by the opponent, making him not know where to start.
Opposite him, Wu Taidou looked calm, always maintaining an indifferent smile, and his face calmly turned as Sun Wuhan moved.
Before the battle even started, Sun Wuhan was in trouble.
"The gap between the two of them is too big." Mu Yang stared seriously.
Although the strength of Wu Taidou's aura cannot be sensed, judging from the scene in front of him, Wu Taidou's strength and martial arts cultivation are far superior to Sun Wuhan. This battle will be a tough battle for Sun Wuhan.
"Uh-huh!"
Sun Wuhan was in a stalemate for a while, and finally chose to attack. At the same time, Wu Taidou's figure also started to move when Sun Wuhan attacked.
There was a bang, like the sound of a yellow bell and a big Lu, and both of them disappeared. Then the fierce fighting sounds of "crackling" continued to be heard, and the rocks on the ground began to crack continuously, and small pebbles were shot out around them.
Click! Kaka!
The two flashes of light collided and then staggered. Each pause exploded into a strong cyclone, causing waves to rise on the surrounding lake surface.
This is a relatively advanced battle, and ordinary martial arts masters can no longer see their movements clearly, but fortunately, the people present are not ordinary people. Mu Yang's eyes kept turning, and his vision kept switching with the movements of Sun Wufan and Wu Taidou. angle.
"Sun Wufan had a good start, but the subsequent situation was very unfavorable." Mu Yang looked focused and frowned slightly.
On the martial arts stage, Sun Wufan has tried his best, and all kinds of strange moves are endless. But in the face of every attack from Sun Wuhan, Wu Taidou seemed to have expected it. He moved his figure slightly to avoid it, and even used Sun Wuhan's momentum to fight back.
Seek straightness in the song, accumulate it and then send it out... This is called using force to hit someone, using four ounces to move a thousand catties.
The whole process was leisurely and unhurried, giving people an indescribable enjoyment.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The rumbling sound of breaking through the air and the sound of impact alternated with each other, coming rhythmically like playing music.
At this moment, time seems to have lost its meaning for them. Often, in the blink of an eye, the two of them have fought dozens of times.
The dazzling light shone from time to time on the ground and in the air, as if there were countless fists intertwined with each other.
The fortune teller smiled and said: "I haven't seen such a wonderful battle in many years. Today is really rare."
Next to her, the old man named Noah looked at the stage and said slowly: "The young man named Sun Wuhan is very good, but it's a pity that he is a little younger. Facing the martial arts master, this strength alone is not enough. "
Mu Yang nodded in agreement. From the beginning of the battle to now, he also saw some clues. The battle on the field was fierce and fierce, but in fact, Sun Wuhan had already fallen into the rhythm of martial arts. This is quite taboo in combat. Once you lose control of the rhythm, it is easy to fall into a situation that is beneficial to the opponent. Both your mental and physical strength will be consumed at an accelerated pace. If you cannot break free and regain the situation, then you will not be close to failure. Far.
Seeing this, Mu Yang sighed, he couldn't win. Compared with Wu Taidou, Sun Wuhan was far behind in terms of experience and strength.
Then he thought, what would be the result if it were him
Will lose!
There was no doubt about this answer, and it also made Mu Yang very silent.
Even after so many years of training, his strength is only one step higher than Sun Wuhan. To be honest... I have never experienced such a high-end battle! In other words, if he were facing Wu Taidou, the situation would be the same.
Alas, he is indeed a great master of martial arts. He continues to practice even in the underworld, which is admirable.
On the martial arts stage, the battle between the two has reached a fever pitch, and both sides have each used their own unique moves—
"Turtle style Qigong!!" Sun Wufan shouted, pushing out the Qigong wave in his hand.
Wu Taidou was surprised for a moment. Facing the fierce Turtle Style Qigong that swept over him, a smile appeared on his face, as if he had not used his real power from beginning to end.
I saw him take a step back, put his hands gently in front of him, and shouted softly:
"Qigong Cannon!!"
Correspondingly, an energy more majestic than the Turtle School Qigong soared into the sky. In front of that terrifying qigong cannon, Sun Wuhan's turtle style qigong was like a weak child in a kindergarten. The qigong cannon came straight up and swallowed up all the turtle style qigong in an instant. The mighty energy continued to move towards Sun Wu. Rice is approaching.
When Sun Wuhan saw this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and used his special move again.
He roared angrily: "The Shocking Palm of All Nations!!"
Wow, lightning flashed in an instant, and endless pale golden light wrapped around Sun Wuhan's palm, and he pointed towards the qigong cannon.
"Okay! Just a few moments!" Wu Taidou's eyes flashed, and then he shouted: "Then let's see what the moves are!"
I saw his palm turning in a beautiful arc in the void, pushing forward, and the power of the Qigong Cannon suddenly increased several times.
Sun Wuhan felt a pain in his chest. The energy of Ten Thousand Kingdoms Shocking Palm was directly dissipated, and his whole body was directly ejected by him.
After turning over a dozen somersaults in mid-air, Sun Wufan landed awkwardly, but at this moment Wu Taidou appeared behind him...
"Sun Wuhan lost." Seeing this, Mu Yang shook his head regretfully.
But my heart is full of addiction.
Although he knew from the beginning that the outcome of this competition was doomed. But even so, the process is still exciting to watch.
Wu Taidou put his hands behind his back and smiled: "Boy, you actually learned the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Shocking Palm. The qigong wave you just used was a unique skill invented by Wu Tian. It's a pretty good move, but it's a pity that the energy is a bit low."
Sun Wufan smiled bitterly and said: "Grandmaster, I lost. I am no match for you."
"Hahaha, don't belittle yourself, I just practiced a few hundred years more than you."
Sun Wuhan agreed upon hearing this. If he were allowed to practice for hundreds of years, he would definitely be able to reach this level. So he regained his confidence and bowed politely to Wu Taidou.
"Okay, Master Wushu is the winner in this competition. Sun Wufan, please step aside first." The fortune teller announced the result of the competition, and then turned her eyes to Mu Yang.
At this time, the old man named Noah nodded and took a step forward, "It's our turn to play."
(End of chapter)