Taoist Chongxu turned slowly to the right, raised the sword in his left hand, the sword was placed across his chest, his left and right palms faced each other, like holding a ball, everyone in the field saw that his long sword hadn't been drawn yet, he was already full of momentum, and they all admired him endlessly.
Holding the sword formula in his right hand, the sword in his left hand couldn't stop shaking, suddenly stabbed flat, the tip of the sword trembled sharply, he couldn't tell where the attack was going, it covered the seven main points on Song Qingshu's upper plate, Jiumozhi was overjoyed, seeing that the Taoist Three flaws were exposed, and he was about to speak to remind Song Qingshu, who knew that the opponent's sword moves had not aged, but had turned around. Suddenly, several white light circles appeared in front of everyone's eyes, big circles and small circles, straight circles and diagonal circles, flickering endlessly. Jiumozhi's eyes blinked, and he found that the previous flaw had disappeared.
There are more and more circles of light on Taoist Chongxu's sword. After a while, his whole body has been hidden in countless circles of light. One of the circles of light has not disappeared, and the other has regenerated. The sound of the blade chopping the wind shows that the flexibility of the sword has reached the limit. The people present couldn't see any gaps in his swordsmanship anymore, they only felt that there were thousands of long swords covering his whole body, they were shocked for a while, thinking that the Tai Chi swordsmanship really lived up to its reputation.
A smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth, the wooden sword was out of its sheath, and a flying dragon with eighteen palms descended from the sky, and a wooden sword directly hit the brightest part of the opponent's aperture.
"Impossible!" Jiumozhi thought that he was dizzy with anger, and if he stabbed with the sword, wouldn't his arm be cut off by the opponent's long sword
The rest of the masters in the arena also felt that Song Qingshu was too arrogant and wanted to win with one move, so he rushed to the place where the opponent's sword light was most dazzling, so there was no reason for him to be invincible.
Unexpectedly, Taoist Chongxu retreated five steps in a row after the sound of iron and steel intersecting. Looking at the half-cut long sword in his hand, his face was ashen, and he said in disbelief: "I'm defeated~"
Everyone in the arena stood up in surprise, who knew that the situation was suddenly reversed, and the people with slightly lower martial arts didn't understand what happened at all.
Jiumozhi Fangzheng Zuo Lengchan and others could barely see something strange: It seems that the center of the circle drawn by the Taiji Sword is its flaw, which is probably unknown to Taoist Chongxu himself except for Zhang Sanfeng. It can be seen at a glance, and I can't help but start to re-evaluate Song Qingshu's strength.
Song Qingshu exclaimed that it was a fluke. Just now, he repeatedly spoke boldly and provocatively, just to provoke the other party.
Under the agreement of one move, Chongxu is not sure of his own reality, so he will definitely use the strongest defensive swordsmanship for stability, thinking that he will be invincible from the beginning.
Who knows that Song Qingshu is a bug character who is familiar with the original plot, of course he knows that the weakness of his Tai Chi sword is in the most dazzling part of the light circle. If Taoist Chongxu used ordinary swordsmanship to attack and defend against Song Qingshu, with his attainments in swordsmanship, it is estimated that both of them would be unable to tell the winner within a hundred moves, but Taoist Chongxu finally chose the Taiji swordsmanship that Song Qingshu was familiar with. …
Being defeated by a junior in the sect, no matter how open-minded Daoist Chongxu is, he can't help but feel ashamed. Chapter 84, the first match
"The poor Taoist has no face to stay here any longer, and go back to the Zhenwu Temple to retreat and realize the sword first." After speaking, he ignored everyone's persuasion, and walked down the mountain lonely.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to separate myself from Liang Zi of the Wudang faction." Song Qingshu sighed and looked up at Zuo Lengchan, "Master Zuo, it's your turn."
Zuo Lengchan's face turned green and pale, thinking that his martial arts and Chongxu were just in the middle, and Chongxu was defeated by him with a single sword...
However, he is a hero after all, and when he changed his mind, he began to care about it: "Okay, but everyone who uses a sword like Daoist Chongxu is defeated by your swordsmanship. Daoist, so this time I want to change the comparison and not compete with you."
Zuo Lengchan generously admitted that his swordsmanship was not as good as Chongxu's, but everyone in the field thought he was upright, but they didn't expect him to compete with his juniors as a martial arts senior, but it would be shameless for him to ask the other party to give up his best martial arts .
"Oh, then what do you want to compare?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested.
"Compared to internal strength." Zuo Lengchan looked at Song Qingshu and sneered in his heart, even if he started practicing from the womb, at this age, how high his internal strength can be.
Jiumozhi already felt that he was very unscrupulous sometimes, but he didn't expect to meet someone with a thicker skin this time, so he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Your Excellency, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, can say such words."
"Hmph!" Zuo Lengchan didn't care, "We're going to compete in martial arts, and there's no rule that we have to fight with swords."
Song Qingshu knew that the other party wanted to use cold and true energy to deal with him, so he put the wooden sword behind his back and said with a smile: "That's right, the leader Zuo's behavior style and boldness, I admire you very much, and I'm here today to learn the tricks .”
Seeing that his tone did not seem to be fake, Zuo Lengchan felt strange, could it be that the other party really admired him? Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu really admired him for his ruthless behavior and the air of a hero in his chest. It's a pity that there is no aura of the protagonist in the original work, and he was finally defeated by a group of hopeless people.
"Song Shaoxia, please!" Zuo Lengchan, as a well-known figure in the martial arts world, made his opponent abandon his sword and use his palm.
"Okay!" Song Qingshu was not polite, and attacked with a big demon fist.
A few zhang away, Zuo Lengchan felt a masculine energy coming towards him, he couldn't help being terrified, and quickly used the Songshan School's unique skill, the Great Songyang Palm, to meet him.
Zuo Lengchan's fists and palms, grabs and grasps, are extremely versatile. Song Qingshu's boxing techniques are simple and rarely change, but they are extremely powerful. Every time he strikes, he must be saved. Compared with the two, Zuo Lengchan On the contrary, the big songyang palm has too many tricks and too many changes. The two fought faster and faster, and those with slightly weaker martial arts in the field could hardly see their movements clearly.
"National Teacher, Young Master Song or the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, who has the upper hand?" Duo Long only felt that the situation between the two was dangerous, and he couldn't see who had the upper hand, so he couldn't help asking. Chapter 84: The First Competition
"Although this leader of the left alliance is gradually restrained, decades of martial arts cultivation is not given for nothing. It may not be easy for Mr. Song to defeat him." Jiumozhi saw at a glance that the two had reached a stalemate. No one can beat anyone in a short time.
Zuo Lengchan became more and more confident as he fought, and he was very grateful. Although the opponent's palm technique was skillful and clumsy, it was not as shocking as the sword technique he showed just now, so he immediately summoned up all his strength and attacked.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to compete with masters to master the palm techniques he knew, but he wanted to master the Emei School's Golden Top Cotton Palm, Wudang School's Wudang Long Fist, Zhentian Iron Palm, and Wudang Cotton Palm. , how easy is it to combine the heart-breaking palms in the Nine Yin Manual, the Dafumoquan, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Gang
Golden Top Cotton Palm, Wudang Long Fist, and Sky-Shaking Iron Palm are all fine. Wudang Cotton Palm is a unique technique handed down by Zhang Sanfeng for the Wudang Sect. It may be slightly more powerful, but the advantage is that there are very few flaws. With Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts cultivation, he has already passed Wudang Cotton Palm simplifies complexity, without any superfluous things. Destroying Heart Palm and Dafu Moquan are the painstaking works of a generation of master Huang Shang. It is not so easy to change every move. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have been improved by dozens of generations of beggar gang masters. Now it can be said that it has arrived. Adding one point is too much, and subtracting one point is slightly insufficient. How can Song Qingshu say that it can be changed? Chapter 85: The Second Unexpected Result
Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were getting smoother and smoother, and he feared that if this stalemate continued, the other party might really be able to master several palm techniques with different styles.
And there was a trace of desire to beat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated by a sword, if he could beat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself would be at the height of the sky, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he tried his best to lose his internal strength, Take the cold ice true energy on the fingertips, and slowly tap it towards the opponent.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, he knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's ultimate move, "Ice True Qi", but he wanted to try his own "Zhenzhao Zhenqi", which was just as strong as the Sun, and he won it with one punch without dodging.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face was getting paler and paler, and the stone slabs on which his feet were standing were covered with frost, but Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, with a faint red light flashing on his face.
"Master, is Master Song okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was horrified, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi smiled reassuringly: "Master Duo, you can rest assured. When masters compete for internal strength, the outcome is always on the line. The leader of the left alliance has not been able to retract and release freely, causing the true energy in his body to leak out. On the other hand Mr. Song, the internal force is condensed but not released, it is long and thick, and Zuo Lengchan will definitely be defeated in the time of at most one stick of incense."
Zuo Lengchan in the arena was startled when he heard Jiumozhi's comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often let Han Bing's true energy leak out on purpose, so as to attract the admiration of his disciples. It's so unbearable. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot and pressing inner breath surging.
Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurt out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten feet, his jaw was clenched, obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic energy in his body, smiled faintly: "We won the first match." He turned around and walked back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a match, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that this competition was a sure thing, he laughed out loud, walked out of the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around at the heroes: "Great Master of the Qing Dynasty, Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, I have long admired you!" There are so many masters from the Central Plains, I am here to ask for advice."
Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a moment they couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the most skilled martial artist, thought he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Having already lost one game, the choice of candidates for the second game has become a problem.
"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. This old man is not talented. Come and experience it." With the Buddha's chant, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.
"What a vajra lion roar!" Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that the other party was not inferior to him purely in terms of internal strength.
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by Your Excellency in Shenjie Temple in Dali. Dare to ask King Ming whether it is true?" Master Fang Zheng mentioned the result of the second accident in Chapter 85
Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were getting smoother and smoother, and he feared that if this stalemate continued, the other party might really be able to master several palm techniques with different styles.
And there was a trace of desire to beat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated by a sword, if he could beat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself would be at the height of the sky, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he tried his best to lose his internal strength, Take the cold ice true energy on the fingertips, and slowly tap it towards the opponent.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, he knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's ultimate move, "Ice True Qi", but he wanted to try his own "Zhenzhao Zhenqi", which was just as strong as the Sun, and he won it with one punch without dodging.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face was getting paler and paler, and the stone slabs on which his feet were standing were covered with frost, but Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, with a faint red light flashing on his face.
"Master, is Master Song okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was horrified, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi smiled reassuringly: "Master Duo, you can rest assured. When masters compete for internal strength, the outcome is always on the line. The leader of the left alliance has not been able to retract and release freely, causing the true energy in his body to leak out. On the other hand Mr. Song, the internal force is condensed but not released, it is long and thick, and Zuo Lengchan will definitely be defeated in the time of at most one stick of incense."
Zuo Lengchan in the arena was startled when he heard Jiumozhi's comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often let Han Bing's true energy leak out on purpose, so as to attract the admiration of his disciples. It's so unbearable. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot and pressing inner breath surging.
Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurt out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten feet, his jaw was clenched, obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic energy in his body, smiled faintly: "We won the first match." He turned around and walked back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a match, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that this competition was a sure thing, he laughed out loud, walked out of the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around at the heroes: "Great Master of the Qing Dynasty, Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, I have long admired you!" There are so many masters from the Central Plains, I am here to ask for advice."
Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a moment they couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the most skilled martial artist, thought he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Having already lost one game, the choice of candidates for the second game has become a problem.
"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. This old man is not talented. Come and experience it." With the Buddha's chant, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.
"What a vajra lion roar!" Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that the other party was not inferior to him purely in terms of internal strength.
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by Your Excellency in Shenjie Temple in Dali. Dare to ask King Ming whether it is true?" Master Fang Zheng mentioned the result of the second accident in Chapter 85
Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were getting smoother and smoother, and he feared that if this stalemate continued, the other party might really be able to master several palm techniques with different styles.
And there was a trace of desire to beat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated by a sword, if he could beat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself would be at the height of the sky, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he tried his best to lose his internal strength, Take the cold ice true energy on the fingertips, and slowly tap it towards the opponent.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, he knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's ultimate move, "Ice True Qi", but he wanted to try his own "Zhenzhao Zhenqi", which was just as strong as the Sun, and he won it with one punch without dodging.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face was getting paler and paler, and the stone slabs on which his feet were standing were covered with frost, but Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, with a faint red light flashing on his face.
"Master, is Master Song okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was horrified, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi smiled reassuringly: "Master Duo, you can rest assured. When masters compete for internal strength, the outcome is always on the line. The leader of the left alliance has not been able to retract and release freely, causing the true energy in his body to leak out. On the other hand Mr. Song, the internal force is condensed but not released, it is long and thick, and Zuo Lengchan will definitely be defeated in the time of at most one stick of incense."
Zuo Lengchan in the arena was startled when he heard Jiumozhi's comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often let Han Bing's true energy leak out on purpose, so as to attract the admiration of his disciples. It's so unbearable. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot and pressing inner breath surging.
Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurt out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten feet, his jaw was clenched, obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic energy in his body, smiled faintly: "We won the first match." He turned around and walked back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a match, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that this competition was a sure thing, he laughed out loud, walked out of the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around at the heroes: "Great Master of the Qing Dynasty, Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, I have long admired you!" There are so many masters from the Central Plains, I am here to ask for advice."
Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a moment they couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the most skilled martial artist, thought he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Having already lost one game, the choice of candidates for the second game has become a problem.
"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. This old man is not talented. Come and experience it." With the Buddha's chant, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.
"What a vajra lion roar!" Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that the other party was not inferior to him purely in terms of internal strength.
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by Your Excellency in Shenjie Temple in Dali. Dare to ask King Ming whether it is true?" Master Fang Zheng mentioned the result of the second accident in Chapter 85
Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were getting smoother and smoother, and he feared that if this stalemate continued, the other party might really be able to master several palm techniques with different styles.
And there was a trace of desire to beat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated by a sword, if he could beat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself would be at the height of the sky, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he tried his best to lose his internal strength, Take the cold ice true energy on the fingertips, and slowly tap it towards the opponent.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, he knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's ultimate move, "Ice True Qi", but he wanted to try his own "Zhenzhao Zhenqi", which was just as strong as the Sun, and he won it with one punch without dodging.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face was getting paler and paler, and the stone slabs on which his feet were standing were covered with frost, but Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, with a faint red light flashing on his face.
"Master, is Master Song okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was horrified, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi smiled reassuringly: "Master Duo, you can rest assured. When masters compete for internal strength, the outcome is always on the line. The leader of the left alliance has not been able to retract and release freely, causing the true energy in his body to leak out. On the other hand Mr. Song, the internal force is condensed but not released, it is long and thick, and Zuo Lengchan will definitely be defeated in the time of at most one stick of incense."
Zuo Lengchan in the arena was startled when he heard Jiumozhi's comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often let Han Bing's true energy leak out on purpose, so as to attract the admiration of his disciples. It's so unbearable. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot and pressing inner breath surging.
Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurt out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten feet, his jaw was clenched, obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic energy in his body, smiled faintly: "We won the first match." He turned around and walked back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a match, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that this competition was a sure thing, he laughed out loud, walked out of the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around at the heroes: "Great Master of the Qing Dynasty, Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, I have long admired you!" There are so many masters from the Central Plains, I am here to ask for advice."
Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a moment they couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the most skilled martial artist, thought he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Having already lost one game, the choice of candidates for the second game has become a problem.
"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. This old man is not talented. Come and experience it." With the Buddha's chant, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.
"What a vajra lion roar!" Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that the other party was not inferior to him purely in terms of internal strength.
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by Your Excellency in Shenjie Temple in Dali. Dare to ask King Ming whether it is true?" Master Fang Zheng mentioned the result of the second accident in Chapter 85
Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were getting smoother and smoother, and he feared that if this stalemate continued, the other party might really be able to master several palm techniques with different styles.
And there was a trace of desire to beat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated by a sword, if he could beat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself would be at the height of the sky, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he tried his best to lose his internal strength, Take the cold ice true energy on the fingertips, and slowly tap it towards the opponent.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, he knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's ultimate move, "Ice True Qi", but he wanted to try his own "Zhenzhao Zhenqi", which was just as strong as the Sun, and he won it with one punch without dodging.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face was getting paler and paler, and the stone slabs on which his feet were standing were covered with frost, but Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, with a faint red light flashing on his face.
"Master, is Master Song okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was horrified, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi smiled reassuringly: "Master Duo, you can rest assured. When masters compete for internal strength, the outcome is always on the line. The leader of the left alliance has not been able to retract and release freely, causing the true energy in his body to leak out. On the other hand Mr. Song, the internal force is condensed but not released, it is long and thick, and Zuo Lengchan will definitely be defeated in the time of at most one stick of incense."
Zuo Lengchan in the arena was startled when he heard Jiumozhi's comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often let Han Bing's true energy leak out on purpose, so as to attract the admiration of his disciples. It's so unbearable. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot and pressing inner breath surging.
Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurt out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten feet, his jaw was clenched, obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic energy in his body, smiled faintly: "We won the first match." He turned around and walked back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a match, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that this competition was a sure thing, he laughed out loud, walked out of the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around at the heroes: "Great Master of the Qing Dynasty, Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, I have long admired you!" There are so many masters from the Central Plains, I am here to ask for advice."
Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a moment they couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the most skilled martial artist, thought he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Having already lost one game, the choice of candidates for the second game has become a problem.
"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. This old man is not talented. Come and experience it." With the Buddha's chant, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.
"What a vajra lion roar!" Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that the other party was not inferior to him purely in terms of internal strength.
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by Your Excellency in Shenjie Temple in Dali. Dare to ask King Ming whether it is true?" Master Fang Zheng mentioned the result of the second accident in Chapter 85
Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were getting smoother and smoother, and he feared that if this stalemate continued, the other party might really be able to master several palm techniques with different styles.
And there was a trace of desire to beat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated by a sword, if he could beat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself would be at the height of the sky, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he tried his best to lose his internal strength, Take the cold ice true energy on the fingertips, and slowly tap it towards the opponent.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, he knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's ultimate move, "Ice True Qi", but he wanted to try his own "Zhenzhao Zhenqi", which was just as strong as the Sun, and he won it with one punch without dodging.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face was getting paler and paler, and the stone slabs on which his feet were standing were covered with frost, but Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, with a faint red light flashing on his face.
"Master, is Master Song okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was horrified, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi smiled reassuringly: "Master Duo, you can rest assured. When masters compete for internal strength, the outcome is always on the line. The leader of the left alliance has not been able to retract and release freely, causing the true energy in his body to leak out. On the other hand Mr. Song, the internal force is condensed but not released, it is long and thick, and Zuo Lengchan will definitely be defeated in the time of at most one stick of incense."
Zuo Lengchan in the arena was startled when he heard Jiumozhi's comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often let Han Bing's true energy leak out on purpose, so as to attract the admiration of his disciples. It's so unbearable. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't catch his breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot and pressing inner breath surging.
Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurt out a mouthful of blood, retreated more than ten feet, his jaw was clenched, obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic energy in his body, smiled faintly: "We won the first match." He turned around and walked back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a match, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that this competition was a sure thing, he laughed out loud, walked out of the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around at the heroes: "Great Master of the Qing Dynasty, Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, I have long admired you!" There are so many masters from the Central Plains, I am here to ask for advice."
Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a moment they couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the most skilled martial artist, thought he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Having already lost one game, the choice of candidates for the second game has become a problem.
"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. This old man is not talented. Come and experience it." With the Buddha's chant, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.
"What a vajra lion roar!" Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that the other party was not inferior to him purely in terms of internal strength.
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by Your Excellency in Shenjie Temple in Dali. Dare to ask King Ming whether it is true?" Master Fang Zheng raised his hand.