Ye Qingxuan had just checked Mu Zhe's injury.
Although the appearance looked terrifying, those injuries were only superficial and not serious. The real problem was inside his body.
Because he was too close to the explosion point, almost all of Mu Zhe’s internal organs were injured to varying degrees, and almost all of them were shattered. It was shattered, the meridians were rotten into a ball, and the tendons were basically incomplete... If there is no peerless genius doctor to take action, disability is inevitable. In the future, not to mention the circulation of true qi, even if you lift something with a little force, you won't be able to do it.
Ye Qingxuan's heart was twisted like a knife...
Contest? win or lose? Pros and cons? ... what does it matter now...
Whether or not the silver fox can be kept at this time is no longer important to Ye Qingxuan.
Since Master Xiaodao can catch Silver Fox once, he will be able to catch him a second time in the future... What's more, the current Silver Fox is no different from a cripple, so what does winning or losing matter
Now, even if Lord Xiaodao loses this match, it doesn't matter, I will kill that bastard Mo Longzi with my own hands, and give Brother Mu Zhe an explanation...
Ye Qingxuan looked at Jiang Shuihan, and the handsome young leader of the Dajiang League nodded slightly to him, heralding the implementation of the established goal.
On the competition stage, except for Ye Qingxuan and Mo Longzi, everyone else stepped down.
Everyone in Xianlong Cave seems to be sure of victory; but Ye Qingxuan's face is gloomy and hesitant.
It was almost noon, and the sun cast blazing sunlight on the white jade competition platform, causing the luster of the white jade to blur into a hazy white circle of light around it. The entire competition platform made of white jade was like a huge ball. Looking at Baiyun from a distance, the two people on the stage seemed to be in a fairyland.
The wind blew up, and the air with a little moisture and earthy fragrance was mixed with a faint smell of sulfur.
Ye Qingxuan, Mo Longzi, between the two of them is the big hole that was blown out by the "Yin Thunder Bead"...
The sky is high, the clouds are light...
What a relaxing day...
Mo Longzi, with a faint smile, looked at the little book boy opposite him playfully.
"Here, only you and me..." Mo Longzi looked at the little book boy with a cold face in front of him. From the eyes of the other party, Mo Longzi couldn't feel the slightest hatred. look at yourself.
Hmph, hold on...
The more this kind of stubborn person is, the more excited Mo Longzi is, especially this kind of tough opponent, watching the opponent howling and begging for mercy under his own means, just thinking about it makes people's blood boil.
It will not kill him immediately, but make him suffer and despair, because you will experience what the greatest pain can be experienced by the human body... Do you crush his arm first, or rub his ribs into it? What's better in his gut? As long as you act with discretion, at most, there will be a lot of bleeding in the body, and you won't be able to die for a while...
At that time, I will squat next to his motionless body, listen to his breathing like a bellows, and watch him spray blood continuously from his mouth, nostrils, ears, and even eyes Mo... That must be the most comfortable way of pastime...
"In the end, why don't you and I resolve this matter ourselves? Why bother to do so much..." Mo Longzi said leisurely.
"So much nonsense... just stand and wait to die..."
After Ye Qingxuan finished speaking calmly, he turned around and said to Yan Jingshu who was on the viewing platform: "Master Yan Zhuang, I have something to ask, can I tell you?"
"But it's okay to say—"
Yan Jingshu felt that under the current situation, Ye Qingxuan had no hope of winning, and it didn't matter if he agreed to some small requests.
Ye Qingxuan said loudly: "My second brother's piano skills are quite good. During the martial arts competition, I would like to invite my second brother to play a piece. With a strong voice, please allow me..."
"This..." Yan Jingshu felt that the little bookboy's behavior was rather weird. During the martial arts competition, he asked for something to play the piano, but Jiang Shuihan's piano skills were indeed extraordinary. Hearing it again would be considered a blessing for himself, but...
"Since it was invited by the martial arts competition... I don't know if Mo Longzi thinks it will be affected?"
Mo Longzi was taken aback for a moment, then snorted, "It's okay—"
It's just a Yaoqin, that Jiang Shuihan doesn't seem to be at the foundation stage, even if he has the ability to harm people with rhythm, he probably doesn't have the skill.
In a martial arts competition, it's not bad to have someone cheering on the fun. I have a copper skin and an iron bone, so what crooked ways can hurt me? It would be even better if it can hurt me, at least it can make me a little more serious and excited.
Ever since Mo Longzi practiced a magic skill in the sect, his physical defense has become extremely strong, and he can easily win every fight, without the desire to fight bloody battles before, which made Mo Longzi fight against others recently. It is extremely uninteresting.
Jiang Shuihan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know what his brother's arrangement was, it was good to be able to do it smoothly and without hindrance.
Jiang Shuihan walked not far from the martial arts stage, and ordered someone to prepare the piano case, incense burner and other things. Yun Zhu pushed Jiang Shuihan to sit down, ding ding dong dong, and adjusted the Yaoqin without any hindrance. Ye Qingxuan nodded.
At the same time, Ye Qingxuan in the field also looked relieved. As long as this piano can get close to him, he can use his unique trick to win.
Earlier, I asked Zhong Sunliang, who was familiar with Jianghu accidents, about the martial arts of Xianlong Cave. I heard Uncle Liang introduced many battles between Xianlong Cave disciples and others. Got a general understanding. Especially after seeing two martial arts competitions today, Ye Qingxuan confirmed his guess even more. The martial art of Xianlong Cave focuses on body training, and martial arts also focus on improving the defense and attack power of the body, especially defensive skills. Above all, it relies on instilling one's own true qi into the muscles and skin. It seems that the body is the most important thing, but in fact, if there is no infusion of true qi, only relying on the defense of the physical body will not be able to resist the real body. Air-infused weapons.
Therefore, as long as the opponent's zhenqi stagnates for a short time, his physical defense will be greatly reduced. With his current strength, he has a chance to kill the opponent with a sharp weapon.
Ye Qingxuan stands tall, takes a deep breath, thinks deeply, and suddenly enters a state of ecstasy. Any noisy thoughts no longer exist. It seems that there is only a long sword in his hand between heaven and earth...
oh
Mo Longzi raised his eyebrows, quite surprised, he didn't expect this little book boy to have such a profound comprehension of kendo, and to be able to enter the state of ecstasy of "there is nothing but the sword" so quickly.
However, no matter how high the comprehension of the way of the sword is, what can it do? In the face of exquisite sword moves and impenetrable defenses, it is a pile of useless waste.
"The tournament begins—"
Yan Jingshu yelled loudly from the side, indicating that the three consecutive martial arts competitions had entered the final round.
As soon as Yan Jingshu finished speaking, Mo Longzi laughed out loud, took big steps, and walked towards Ye Qingxuan. That's right, Mo Longzi walked straight towards Ye Qingxuan as if he was walking in his own courtyard without using any body skills.
The momentum was strong, and the surrounding audience couldn't help but burst out in an uproar.
Ye Qingxuan's expression remained unmoved, he floated up, and with a choking sound, the long sword came out of its sheath and flew towards him like a fairy, pointing directly at Mo Longzi's chest... Welcome with your chest up.
bass-
The sword that pierced Mo Longzi's heart, the tip of the sword couldn't penetrate Mo Longzi's body, and even the opponent's skin didn't break even a bit. Ye Qingxuan thrust forward with all his strength, and the blade bent suddenly, making a sound of breaking...
Ye Qingxuan twisted his wrist, the long sword straightened suddenly, and then the sword body bounced back, Ye Qingxuan flew back, widening the distance between him and the dragon...
Just relying on the sword move itself, it is really difficult to break through the defense of the opponent's physical body.
Everyone was dumbfounded in shock, and Mo Yeli frowned tightly. The defensive power of the Demon Dragon was several notches higher than that of the Nightmare Dragon. If he was on the field at this time, he would basically have no hope of winning.
At this time, even the most exquisite sword moves are futile.
"Hahaha, little miscellaneous, now you know how powerful you are... Shousi—"
Mo Longzi is full of confidence, this little book boy is really not strong enough to break through my defense, if he can't even break through the defense, how can he win
After Ye Qingxuan floated back, as soon as he landed, he turned back and went up again, his speed suddenly accelerated, leaving only an afterimage and a little sharp light at the top in his sight, Ye Qingxuan had already secretly transported his true energy into the sword at this time, and the whole green sword The attack power and defense power of the steel sword suddenly increased several steps, and the sword pointed directly at the chest again.
Mo Longzi was unbiased, and sealed it with a fist, and the fist hit Ye Qingxuan with a whimpering wind.
Ye Qingxuan's sword tip trembled slightly, his wrist flipped, the long sword circled around the front of Molongzi's fist like a snake, and stabbed fiercely at the opponent's armpit. Suddenly, he brushed past Molongzi, and when both of them stood still, Ye Qingxuan pointed his long sword obliquely, and a smear of blood dripped from the tip of the sword...
For the first time, Ye Qingxuan stabbed the opponent's weak armpit by taking advantage of his speed and the infusion of true energy, causing the opponent to suffer some minor injuries.
Mo Longzi stood still in a daze, wiped his underarms with his hand, a smear of bright red bloomed in the center of his palm, and smiled suddenly on his face, and said: "You... are not bad, you can break my pure heart without using my internal strength. The defense of the physical body is worth my wasting some energy..."
Everyone shouted, this big disciple of Xianlong Cave used his pure body to fight from the beginning to the end. It can be said that this big disciple of Xianlong Cave is definitely a peak person who has reached the limit of the human body in the human body cultivation picture. , but no matter how strong the physical fitness is, under the double blow of Ye Qingxuan's peerless swordsmanship and the blessing of true energy, he still suffered a little injury, but it was only a minor injury.
Mo Longzi looked at the blood-stained hand again and again, like admiring a work of art, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said excitedly: "Do you know? It's been a long time... since I practiced [Xuanwu Transformation] , I haven't seen myself bleeding for a long time. Every time I fight with someone, I can't get the slightest interest. You don't know how painful it is... Until one time, someone hurt me, and I didn't realize that, It turns out that it is very exciting to see myself bleeding, so every time I fight, I deliberately don’t use this martial art, in order to let the opponent hurt me and see the blood... Now, hey, you succeeded... "