I saw Master Qiao helping Zhu Lin onto the martial arts stage and then left. He went to sit down and stand next to the other brothers.
On the stage, Zhu Lin was unsteady and his body was swaying. The Huang Li in front of him changed from one to five. He tried his best to steady his body and saluted Huang Li, but he almost fell down. Master Qiao almost fell off the stand in his anxiety. Rush down.
Seeing that he had regained his footing, he sat back down again.
Master Yuan hummed: "Junior Brother Qiao, don't worry. Your precious disciple was like this yesterday. He couldn't win with just one move."
Master Qiao laughed twice and remained silent.
Master Zhu frowned and said: "Junior Brother Qiao, Zhu Lin doesn't look like an alcoholic on weekdays. Where does his alcohol come from? I know that he has moved back to Daqiao Peak. Is it possible that there are still people on Daqiao Peak? Can’t drink wine?”
Master Qiao murmured, but fortunately Master Yuan came to his rescue and said: "I know this matter. We will talk about it after the competition is over. Now just be quiet and watch them compete."
All the masters stopped talking and looked back at the martial arts platform.
Huang Li had already heard about yesterday's battle situation. Faced with Zhu Lin's situation today, he did not feel relaxed at all.
Huang Li cupped his hands towards Zhu Lin: "Junior brother Zhu, please!"
Zhu Lin nodded and said, "Please!"
Huang Li took action and unsheathed his sword. He did not show courtesy like Lu Bo, but directly stepped forward with the sword. He also used his unique move as soon as he got started, without any ambiguity.
Huang Li is the first disciple of Tianzhu Peak, and his strength goes without saying. He wields the Sky-Splitting Sword, and his sword power seems to change the color of the wind and clouds.
The Bamboo Master in the stands looked at it and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, a small snicker appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if the victory was already within his grasp.
However, at this time, Zhu Lin also took action. He also had no weapons in his hands, and he formed a seal with his empty palm. A shallow ball of vitality was released from his palm. After the ball of vitality flew into the air, it was divided into five, and he struck at the five. position.
The powerful force divided into five is naturally not as powerful as condensed in one place. Although the vitality group blocked the sword force of the Sky Splitting Sword, it did not knock down the opponent's sword with one move like yesterday.
Huang Li took two steps back and his expression changed slightly. His opponent was stronger than he imagined. He had used all his strength just now, but the opponent did not.
Without any further hesitation, Huang Li stepped forward with his sword again and used the second form of the Sky-Splitting Sword, the Tribulation Thunder Transformation.
The sky changed color, dark clouds quickly gathered over Huang Li's head, and a faint roar came out. Just when Huang Li was about to set off thunder to bomb Zhu Lin, Zhu Lin jumped into the air, forming a seal with his hands in the air, and green light came from him. The palm of his hand flew out, and green light rushed into the thunder cloud, just like the green lightning wrapped the thunder cloud. Huang Li quickly urged the thunder cloud, but found that he had lost contact with the thunder cloud. He looked up and saw that Seeing Zhu Lin turn his palms over, he flicked his thumb and middle finger one after another, and the green light wrapped in the thundercloud suddenly burst out with a powerful air flow and dazzling light. When everyone's closed eyes opened again, the thunder in the sky was The clouds have disappeared.
Huang Li's second form of the Sky-Splitting Sword was officially defeated.
Master Bamboo's face in the stands had turned very ugly. His proud disciples and his self-proclaimed unique skills were so insignificant in front of Zhu Lin, and were put at his disadvantage in such an understatement.
And he couldn't even tell what kind of technique Zhu Lin used.