First courtesy, then force. Monk Duxin was polite on the surface, but he showed no mercy when he attacked.
"Fellow Daoist Li Yanzhi, please forgive my rudeness and let's start the game."
There was a firm expression on his face, his monk robe fluttered without wind, and he held the Golden Lotus Zen Staff tightly in both hands, dancing in the wind and smashing it towards Li Yanzhi.
Li Yanzhi had already prepared: "Okay, Master is straightforward, come on."
Li Yanzhi shook the steel bone whip lightly, and each section of the steel bone spun around, like a long dragon going out to sea, stretching its body, or like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, spitting out a long letter.
Although Monk Du Xin looks thin, the power of the Golden Lotus Zen Staff cannot be underestimated. His energy is like rolling waves, surrounding Li Yanzhi.
Monk Duxin had strong internal strength. He swung his golden lotus Zen staff with faint sounds of wind and thunder, and his momentum was like waves crashing on the shore, catching Li Yanzhi off guard.
Li Yanzhi dodged several heavy blows with her nimble body, and then used a move of "changing flowers and trees" to block Monk Du Xin's sweeping attack, thus regaining the initiative.
The weapons of both sides have their own characteristics, but they are both used to perfection.
Monk Du Xin's weapon was powerful and heavy. When he swung his stick, the strong wind it created made it difficult for people to breathe. It was hard to imagine that such a strong internal force was contained in that thin body.
Li Yanzhi's steel whip is completely different from the Zen staff, it is light and flexible.
Sometimes it turned into a long whip like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, entwining around Monk Du Xin's Golden Lotus Zen Staff. Sometimes it turned into a short steel stick with great force, smashing into the Golden Lotus Zen Staff, making a buzzing sound and sending out sparks.
Each match is scheduled for twenty minutes. If there is no winner, an overtime match will be played at another venue, but the ring must be vacated.
Monk Du Xin and Li Yanzhi fought evenly and it was unclear who was winning.
The first game went into overtime, which made many people impatient, and Zen Master Zhikong was even a little anxious.
Du Xin is his direct disciple, with a cultivation base at the peak of the Earth level. His internal strength is much stronger than other disciples of the same level. If he loses the first game, it will damage his morale.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat Li Yanzhi for a long time, a cunning look flashed in Du Xin's eyes, and the Golden Lotus Zen Staff in his hand suddenly spun.
The Golden Lotus Zen Staff spun rapidly, and the golden rings in the double wheels on the top of the staff collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.
The spectators outside the stadium did not feel anything about the sound, but Li Yanzhi, who was standing very close to the monk Du Xin, felt that the sound of the golden rings colliding was like ants drilling into her ears. It was not only harsh, but also made her feel upset and she almost couldn't raise her internal strength.
Boom! While Li Yanzhi was affected by the sound of the golden ring, the Golden Lotus Zen Staff came smashing towards Li Yanzhi's head with overwhelming force.
Fortunately, Li Yanzhi did a backflip and narrowly avoided it, but she was already close to the edge of the ring.
Although Du Xin was polite, he showed no mercy when fighting. He took advantage of the situation and hit Li Yanzhi with one stick after another, vowing to force her off the ring.
Ye Feng, who was on the rostrum, noticed something was wrong. Li Yanzhi kept frowning and looked dazed, obviously disturbed.
Before the duel began, Ye Feng reminded Li Yanzhi to be careful of the incense and vows of Xuankong Temple. At the same peak of the Earth level, the monks of Xuankong Temple would have more incense and vows than ordinary people.
When masters fight each other, just a little bit of extra strength can make a huge difference.
Unexpectedly, this monk Du Xin did not use the power of incense and vows, but used magic sound to penetrate Li Yanzhi's ears, disturbing her mind and causing her to perform abnormally.
It seemed that Li Yanzhi was about to be knocked off the stage.
Ye Feng cursed inwardly, these monks were so shameless that they actually used unconventional methods to bully girls.
Ye Feng glanced at the row of drummers next to the rostrum. An idea came to his mind. He quickly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body. He strode towards the drummers and picked up the drumsticks from the stand.
He laughed and said to Yue Zhuoqun who looked puzzled: "They are playing very well. Why don't we play drums to cheer them up? All the clan leaders, come together."
Yue Zhuoqun showed a trace of contempt on his face. What a country bumpkin! As the leader of a sect, he actually played drums to entertain others. His IQ was really questionable.
He said sinisterly, "Master Ye, you can play the drums yourself. We are not interested in that."
Taoist Chongxu also had a look of disdain on his face, thinking that young people just loved to show off.
Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong looked at Ye Feng strangely. Did he really want to cheer for his disciple
Boom, boom, boom! The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat, and thousands of troops are drunk on the battlefield.
The rumbling sound of drums reached the stage, canceling out the sound of the golden rings on Monk Du Xin's lotus staff.
Based on the principle of fairness, Ye Feng merely offset the sound of the golden ring's collision and did not use the drum sound to deal with Du Xin. The rest was left to Li Yanzhi.
Li Yanzhi was originally dizzy from the tinkling sound. She could only defend herself but had no power to fight back. Suddenly, a burst of drum sound came, which lifted her spirits.
The potential in her body was immediately stimulated by the sonorous and exciting drum sounds.
The steel whip stretched forward suddenly, like a snake coming out of a cave, and touched the middle of the lotus Zen staff. With a move of transplanting flowers and trees, Li Yanzhi's wrist suddenly turned and released.
Monk Duxin only felt a strange gravitational force coming from the lotus Zen staff, which led him to use the "Li Pi Hua Shan" move, and smashed both himself and the Zen staff to the left side of Li Yanzhi.
Li Yanzhi was already close to the stage at this time. She leaped into the air like a light colorful butterfly and kicked Monk Du Xin in the waist.
"Let me give you a ride."
Monk Duxin leaned to the left. His staff was heavy, and was pulled by Yihuajiemu, almost pulling him off the stage.
Just as he was about to retract his strength, he felt a pain in his waist, and his whole body flew into the air and fell flat on his face under the ring.
He pounded the ground in anger. He was about to win, but how come the girl suddenly came to her senses and the situation turned around
The sound of drums was earth-shaking, and he suddenly realized that it was the sound of drums that offset the devil's sound that pierced his ears. He saw Ye Feng beating the drums and winking at him.
He had no choice but to return to the Xuankong Temple team in a dejected mood.
Elder Lu immediately announced: "Li Yanzhi from Yihua Palace wins."
Li Yanzhi gave Ye Feng a grateful glance, clasped her fists and bowed to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng laughed, put down the drumstick, put on his clothes, hummed a little tune and sat back on the podium.
Yue Zhuoqun said sarcastically, "Sect Master Ye, why did you stop knocking after a few times? Are you tired?"
"Not tired."
Taoist Chongxu laughed dryly: "I didn't expect Sect Master Ye to be so talented. He is really good at playing the drums. We really like to listen to Sect Master Ye playing the drums..."
Ye Feng could tell that they were making fun of him, and sneered, "Am I playing the drums just for you to hear? You are not worthy of listening to me playing the drums."
Taoist Chongxu smiled awkwardly and dared not say anything.
Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong looked at each other and smiled knowingly.