Mystical Journey

Chapter 78: Qualifying 1

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The blond beauty didn't say a word, her short body was just a leg sweep, her movements were fast and standard, and the part she swept was also very accurate, which was right in the middle of the bend of Simon's leg.

Bang, bang, bang, several times in a row, Simon's expression changed, and he grabbed the opponent's long legs with both hands, but he was easily dodged every time, but he was kicked in the same place by Shen Silence. The opponent's speed surpassed him by too much.

No matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it cannot hit the opponent.

The two were on the ring, one stayed still, and the other quickly circled around each other, sweeping a leg from time to time, like a nimble monkey teasing a big stupid bear.

Every time the blond beauty sweeps her legs, she is extremely quick and without delay. In terms of fighting skills, he has shown a deep foundation. And the accuracy is amazing. In the process of her circling around Simon, she kept hitting the opponent's parts at five places. No matter how the opponent concealed it, she could repeatedly hit these five parts from different angles.

Snapped!

Finally, Simon bent his knees to the ground and knelt down, unable to support his balance any longer, he fell to the ground with a bang, and was trampled on his vest by the other party, unable to move.

"Bo Wu will win."

Garen below frowned slightly. He was also an annoyed opponent of this speed type. Although his fighting skills had improved now, coupled with his explosive power, as long as the opponent got close to him within a certain range, he could easily deal with it. But the few students below couldn't make it. Simon didn't even use Baiyun's fighting skills at all, and he just resisted with his talent and burst fist. Being played like a monkey, it would be strange not to lose.

"Simon lost, I'll go!" A tall woman stood up abruptly. "Eldest brother." She looked at Garen.

Garen glanced at her, "Ke Ling, are you sure? The other party is also planning to change."

"I'm not sure, I can only give it a try. I checked the information in advance, and the last time the Bowu Conference was only a little worse than us. This time I took the initiative to challenge, I must be sure." Ke Ling is the choice of Baiyunmen this time One of the most elite students who came out, and one of the two strongest students. He was also an old student who participated in the exchange meeting last time.

"Let the others go up, you can't lose, or we won't be sure." Gallon hesitated for a moment, and looked at another girl, Jiali, beside him. "Go, Carrie."

"Okay." Jiali didn't feel stage fright at all, she got up and turned over from the edge of the ring.

"Let Jiali consume the opponent's energy." Gallon whispered to Ke Ling. He glanced at a strong boy on the other side, he was the last candidate for Baiyunmen. The main force of the four selected by master Fei Baiyun this time is on these two, in order to improve one place compared to last time.

Jiali was on the stage, and got entangled with another disciple of the Bowuhui. Although the chassis was solid, the opponent's leg skills were stronger. He kicked at the same point several times in a row. Jiali was directly swept down and couldn't get up on his knees. up.

It's just that this girl is born with a strong tenacity, and she gets up again after falling down. three times in a row,

"The people of Baiyunmen are not very good, they are too weak at this level." The male disciples from the Bowuhui on the stage sneered. Before he finished speaking, he kicked Jiali hard in the abdomen again.

boom!

Jiali staggered backwards and sat down on the ring, unable to stand up for a while.

The girl struggled and tried to stand up.

Garen stood up directly from below, frowning.

"Baiyunmen admit defeat!"

Dangdangdang. "Bowu will win." The old man bit the bell and shouted loudly.

Ke Ling, another female student behind her, hurried up to help Jiali down.

"Are you all right? How does your knee feel now?" Ke Ling had a good relationship with her, so he immediately took out the medicinal wine and rubbed it on Jiali.

Garen stood aside and frowned.

"It's not as good as Senior Brother Irwin, who is a peripheral student. I really don't know how he got into this list." When he was assessing the core students, Senior Brother Erwin who was with him was a bit stronger than this girl.

"And compared to toughness, the girl Doris who joined Baiyunmen for her own martial arts gym is no worse than her." Gallon shook his head.

"Eldest brother, she is Ke Ling's cousin," Simon, who was resting, leaned over and whispered.

Garen nodded in understanding.

"Who will go next time?"

"Me!" Ke Ling stood up, staring at the boy from the Bowuhui on the stage with a frosty face. "I'm going to teach that trash who can't speak human language a lesson."

Garen took a closer look at Ke Ling, the chief female disciple who was known as the strongest in Baiyun Martial Arts Hall, indeed had some real kung fu.

Judging by the luster reflected on her skin, she should be about to master the burst punching technique. Looking at the figure and the way of walking, there is a strong taste of the four forms of Baiyun's fighting skills. She actually integrates the four forms into her daily actions to exercise as part of her daily movements. The talent is truly amazing.

"Your four forms are very strong, you should be able to win." Garen nodded.

Ke Ling was startled, her strongest point was seen through by the elder brother at once, and she didn't take it seriously at first, but at this moment, her heart froze, and she didn't dare to be as casual as before.

"Then I'll go!" She bowed slightly to Garen, turned around, took a few steps, and jumped onto the ring.

Gallon didn't go to watch Ke Ling's game, but instead his eyes fell on the male student who had been sitting silently.

The last core student is called Rimlido, and he is the strongest core male student in the martial arts gym. Rimlido's elbows were slightly pointed, and his arms were folded, like two knife tips resting on his knees.

He was not selected by freshmen. He has been in the martial arts school for several years. He is now twenty years old. Whether it is the Four Forms or the Explosive Boxing, he has really mastered it. Unlike Garon, this Rimlido practiced the two kung fu purely with his own perseverance and persistence. Just sitting there gives the impression of a silent volcano.

"Rimlido, the next match will be yours, are you sure?" Garen is the senior brother in name, and he should take care of it if the master is not around. It is only natural to say this.

Rimli nodded more: "Bo Wuhui, no problem."

Garen could also tell that apart from the Mi Wu disciples, the other ordinary students, Rimli, were not afraid. If he hadn't been too old, he would have reached the entry standard of the Mi Wu level.

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On the edge of the two-story roof on the side of the arena, several semi-circular white platforms extend out, on which sit the masters of various martial arts gyms.

Fei Baiyun was also among them, sitting on a white wooden chair on the right, looking down at his disciple Garen beside the ring.

"Fei Baiyun, is that the closed disciple you brought this time?" On the left seat, a man with a red mustache smiled and stared at Garen beside the stage. "It's not that good, it's still far behind my chief disciple, Filo, who is a shield striker."

"Who is strong and who is weak does not depend on words, Master Chris." Fei Baiyun glanced at this person. "Although Garen is still young, he handles things independently without any confusion. Regardless of the force, I am satisfied enough with this."

He originally thought that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Garen would be flustered and flustered when his master wasn't around and faced with arranging these things independently, but he didn't expect that he looked orderly now, very mature and steady. He didn't know that Garen was not an ordinary boy of sixteen or seventeen. If you include your previous life, you might be in your forties.

Mustache snorted coldly and stopped talking. Now that he already knew that Baiyunmen had no intention of fighting for fame this time, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Instead, a black-skinned old man on the other side narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Old man Fei, let's not mention this exchange meeting, but your first disciple Luoxita beat my second disciple into a cripple, how will the account be settled?"

Fei Baiyun's expression froze, and he recognized that the other party was the tenth ranked leader of the Shuangjiquan sect, and he was considered a veteran secret martial artist in the south.

"It turned out to be the leader of the Watson sect. It's just that your second disciple, Bo Sai, is very talented, and you taught him personally. He learned secret martial arts very early. How could he be injured by my apprentice Luoxita? No matter what happened to Luoxita It's unlikely that he can beat Percy, right?"

"What is the fact? The great detective Fisdu has thoroughly investigated it, and with the investigation of Losita's whereabouts, it is indeed the Bossie who was injured by your first disciple Losita. His hands and feet were all abolished, hehe. So ruthless." heart." The old man Watson laughed sinisterly.

"No matter what, I will thoroughly investigate this matter and give you an explanation for Shuangji Fist!" Fei Baiyun also knew that the situation was serious, and this kind of method of frequently crippling people was no longer the right way.

"Then there's no need." The old man laughed again, stopped talking, and looked down at the arena below.

Fei Baiyun's face darkened. This is not the first time he has been blamed. Luoxita has caused troubles several times before, which makes Baiyunmen's position very awkward. Some familiar and friendly sects are gradually alienated, and they are almost isolated. .

"Looks like I have to go back and find out. Now it's the martial arts exchange meeting, so don't think about it for now." His eyes fell on the ring below again.

On the arc platform, the sect masters of Xinghuanmen and Hongshajian sat together, discussing in a low voice the pros and cons of the disciples below. The two sects have always been united. Although the disciples compete fiercely, the sects are still very friendly.

The rest of the small doors and small households have their own social circles, discussing their own affairs in a low voice.

Soon, Ke Ling from Baiyunmen below bumped into the people from the Bowuhui, slid out of the ring and fell, and was quickly caught by the brothers behind.

"Baiyunmen wins, and Bowuhui loses the challenge." The old man shook the brass bell and said loudly.

Ke Ling stood still on the stage and said directly.

"White Cloud Sect challenges sixteen White Shark Sects."

The strength of the White Shark Sect is very strong. A female disciple came up at random, with fair skin and a tall and slender figure. She dealt with Ke Ling a few times at will. Both sides didn't want to use too much force, so they just shook hands and made peace, which was considered a draw.

They are all obviously preparing for the following disciples' qualifying competitions.

The comparison at the beginning is just an appetizer, and the real important thing is the qualifying. Including the real ranking competition that Mi Wu disciples also participate in.

This is also the focus of the major sects.

After Ke Ling left the field, Rimlido didn't want to play, and his goal was also in the qualifying match. Garen simply stood up and announced that Baiyunmen gave up the challenge.

This opening sparring was originally a stage for ordinary disciples to show their faces.

(end of this chapter)