Chapter 910: Martial Arts
Dandan continued to explain: "Of course I can't be 100% sure whether she is interested in you, but there should be no malice. Even if you don't have any admiration, you must care about you, so you can rest assured of this girl. In short, what you need to be wary of is the old charlatan Wu Tian."
Feng Yi smiled bitterly and spread his hands, half-jokingly: "Haha, is the little fan so cute... It's a pity that there is no chance, otherwise I will be happy."
"Hehe, don't forget to have fun for brothers as well." Dandan's eyes continued to add a funny expression.
"Forget it, you are really here? I'm not used to being self-indulgent, and these are nothing to me now. If I'm really gone one day, remember to take care of Xiuyi occasionally. The child is too young and can't avoid trouble when exploring outside."
"Why do you care so much about Xiuyi? Because of Guoguo?"
"No special reason, let's do it today."
The conversation between the two came to an end after the lights were turned off. A day later, Feng Yi arrived as promised and came to the Xianshan Martial Arts Fair in the early morning.
The top of the fairy mountain was filled with clouds and mist. Feeling the breeze blowing by the face, breathing in the morning, the mental state seemed to be much better.
"Your Excellency, General Feng Yi has arrived at the Xianshan Martial Arts Field." At the same time, the disciples of the Yuqing Pavilion have reported the news about Feng Yi's coming from Wu Tian.
"Huo, so early?" Wu Tian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he was in trouble and said to himself: "General Feng Yi is eager to know the purpose of my invitation to him. He is really an impatient person. Alas, what should I do?"
Wu Tian said this, but there was no abnormality on his face that was smiling lightly.
The surrounding inner disciples looked at each other with the elders and guardians, and were at a loss. Concubine Ming whispered: "What is the meaning of the master."
"Haha, General Feng was smart but was mistaken for his intelligence. This time he specially invited him here, it cannot be said that there is no reason, but it is not as he thought."
The people in the hall couldn't understand even more. Wu Tian continued, "Well, let him wait there alone." After all, Feng Yi did not come at the agreed time, and fortunately Feng Yi didn't care about these things. Until the morning sun gradually took off and the major schools came one after another, Feng Yi, who was hanging on the pine trees, suddenly realized that the huge martial arts venue was still ready for the banquet.
Soon, a disciple ran up and invited Feng Yi to the seat, but Feng Yi politely declined and refused to say that it would be better to take a look at it on the periphery. He said something polite to those superiors of major schools, which would be better than drinking some wine leisurely and waiting for the passage of time. After all, the main purpose of coming here is not to watch fights.
"Sir, Feng Yi said..." The disciple soon informed Yu Wutian of the news.
Wu Tian just asked the disciple to go down after hearing this. He also understood that Feng Yi, as a soldier from the battlefield, was not used to Pengchang's acting in such occasions, and fortunately he no longer forced him.
The heads of the four major genres seem to have discovered this. Without interrogating, compared to the chat and laughing the day before yesterday, it is obvious that the battle between the chiefs is the key to this trip.
Now, Cardinal Forbes, the face of the previous day, was no longer the kindness of the previous day. Although he was polite to all major schools, the children of the Holy Temple had a confident aura on their faces and the unconcealed sharpness in their eyes could show that the Malays were not kind.
Looking at Tianyin Sect again, the leader of Qingyin's sect was deep and restrained, his face was silent, and he looked cold like an ice sculpture. Even if he smiled, he would be the kind of person who was not smiling.
Only the group of Yan Huanghun is quite a bit concise. After all, Yan Huanghun belongs to everyone's authenticity and pursues the flow. Unlike this hidden school of heavenly paths with the truth of the holy path, Yan Huanghun does not really take the victory or defeat first. The mentality of focusing on participating and doing its best is originally the essence of ancient martial arts implemented by Yan Huanghun.
Unfortunately, this chief dispute cannot be seen by ordinary people. Even the outer disciples do not have the qualifications to come here, so although the Xianshan martial arts venue is wide, these hundreds of people don’t seem to be considered a lot.
But they are all elite children of major schools, with extraordinary talents, unfathomable strength and mastering various magical techniques, which are almost impossible for ordinary people to see, and the atmosphere is quite charming for small circles and gatherings.
Even Feng Yi, who was sitting in the distance, could feel the solemn atmosphere around him. He did not have the harmony of the past few days, but instead he had solemn expressions.
At this moment, Wu Tian spoke slowly, with a loud voice not loud, but it was penetrating throughout the audience: "The chief competition is a tradition of hidden genres. The major sects are not far away from this trip, so I hope I will give you advice."
Qingyin's voice is also very penetrating, saying, "Your Master, don't have to be too humble. Since it is a tradition that we can start at any time, I believe you have no objection."
The old man with the white beard with a light wisp of long beard, and smiled at the sky and said, "It's OK at any time."
Bishop Forbes made a Holy Cross gesture at the same time, indicating his default.
Even so, this first battle will not be as fierce as imagined. On the contrary, according to the tradition left by the early people, they will all stop to perform martial arts ceremony. As the chief disciple of the upper realm, they are also the most favored chief target of Yuqing Pavilion. Several other major schools will send one person to compete with Mengdie in martial arts and meet with martial arts.
Seeing that the ancient martial arts war was about to begin, the four sects each occupy a corner in the huge martial arts field. Except for the cold-faced sects, no one of the other inner disciples moved their chopsticks, and everyone has adjusted their body and mind to the best state.
When several drum sounds sounded, Mengdie took a step forward, and her light body rose from the ground. She saw her plain dress floating silently in the wind, with her face neither happy nor sad, all calm and peaceful, and extraordinary.
At this moment, a handsome young man suddenly walked up and said, "It is rumored that Miss Mengdie's light skills are superb and transcendent and super-dirty martial arts are unfathomable. Yan Huang Hun Zhuo Yu is not talented, so I hope to understand one or two." After that, the man suddenly jumped up, and with a loud bang, it fell into the center of the venue and rolled up smoke and dust, which did not dissipate for a long time.
It can be seen that this person's physical quality is very good. If the dream butterfly falls into the sky and rises off the ground with the help of internal force, then the man's usual way is tantamount to a hundred-meter jump through physical quality. Looking back at the Fengyi two stars chasing the dream butterfly on the two stars, the styles of the two are quite similar.
Seeing this, Mengdie bowed her knees to show etiquette. She instantly put her seals on her hands and leaned forward and took a step forward. She touched the toes on the ground to make a brewing seal-making style. The streamer automatically opened without wind...
Qingyin's eyebrows frowned slightly, "This is the Butterfly Dance Yuqing Jue's Seal Style. This is the signature water-based technique of Yuqing Pavilion. Mengdie Guan is known for its wood-based Five Elements Technique. When will it be changed to a water-based technique? Could it be that she is still a genius of water-based technique and is worthy of being the chief of the upper realm? As expected, she has different responses. She has understood so profoundly at such a young age." She secretly complained in her heart, and looked at Mengdie with serious eyes.
Seeing this, Zhuo Yu, a disciple of the Yanhuang Soul Inner Sect, took a step forward and took the lead to attack.
This is obviously a disciple of the Yanhuang Soul Nei family with strong physical strength. When he saw his protruding muscles and hidden power, he could guess that this person was probably not good at mysterious techniques, and there were often only two results to deal with such people. The first is easy to defeat, and the second is difficult to defeat or self-defeat. Moreover, everything depends on the opponent's physical strength, combat experience, and bone resistance, just like a duel between a warrior and a mage.
Fortunately, Mengdie is not a pure mage, she is also an assassin. Just as Yan Huanghun Zhuo Yu shot out the storm and swung his fist, the moment he was about to touch Mengdie's pretty face, an ice wall suddenly rose on the ground, completely isolating Zhuo Yu's straight punch.
But it is useless. What kind of school is Yanhuang Soul? It is authentic ancient martial arts. This mysterious magic may be effective against ordinary people. But facing Zhuo Yu's bitter fist wind, the lenses are as unremarkable as paper scraps. Every village is broken, and the dream butterfly's face is broken. Many men stood up. How could this guy take action?
But in a flash, people suddenly became quiet again. It was originally the technique of dreaming butterfly clones. At this time, the lenses had already broken pieces and turned into countless ice butterflies hanging in the air.
Zhuo Yu looked around and tried to find the dream butterfly, but at this moment, he heard a continuous sound of breaking ice and shattering, and slap... The ice butterfly flying in the void turned into martial arts at this moment and locked him in it. The sharp ice thorn flashed with a cold light in the sun. At the same time, accompanied by a roar of a dragon, the water absorbed from the plant suddenly turned into a green dragon and opened its mouth and bit Zhuo Yu...
When he was about to touch Zhuo Yu's body, Canglong's movements came to an abrupt end. During a few breaths, Meng Die put down the seal technique with her bare hands. Canglong and the ice all turned into rain, dew, broken ice and fell to the ground in an instant.
The battle ended successfully in this jaw-dropping short process. This was the primary technique of Butterfly Dance Jade Qingjue. Mengdie obviously hadn't used all his strength to easily repel the first warrior.
Zhuo Yu's face felt a heated, and today's face was greatly lost. He was not unable to resist just now, but he did not dare to resist, because with his physical resistance, he might not be able to withstand this frozen puncture. Any movement of frozen will inevitably attack the weaknesses in his body as soon as possible. Therefore, he was not unable to force the seal to break, but he did not dare to try it easily.
Everyone's faces of the disciples in Yuqing Pavilion, who was known as Mengdie, who was no less powerful than the guardian of the Dharma. It is impossible to say that he was not happy. Many lively female disciples jumped up on the spot, "Yeye, sister Die'er is so awesome, amazing!"
As a competitor to inner disciples, Mengdie in daily life is indeed very stressful, but as a comrade who comes from the same school and fights side by side, it is particularly reassuring.
The disciples of the Holy Temple were sneering secretly... With this level of frozen attack, the destructive power was even worse than the blade. If they reached the second stage, they would probably be almost difficult to break the defense. It seems that the so-called Yanhuang Soul is not very good. Of course, this magic attack is still quite gorgeous.
At this time, the guardian of the feathers shook his head silently. Mengdie simply used Butterfly to dance Yuqing, and its destructive power would be reduced by half in the combination of the wood-type Five Elements. After all, whether it is snow, moon, wind, butterfly to dance Yuqing, or blue sea tides, spring onion and ice flying leaves, the skills of all are just used to cooperate with the wood-type Five Elements to exert the maximum effect. As we all know, water and wood are coexisting, wind belong to wood, ice belong to water, and once the dream butterfly to use it, let alone speed, even the skill will be reduced by half.
At this time, Feng Yi also vaguely saw that it was unusual. He was still watching quietly with his chin. It has to be said that Mengdie was still very fast at this time, faster than anyone he knew, but it was not the kind of chasing him.
"Miss Mengdie is very skilled, and Tianyin Sect is also a flower, and I want to ask for advice." As he spoke, another woman walked out of the crowd in the direction of Tianyingzhan. She had a sweet voice and a bright look. She was wearing a purple dress and was quite fairy-like.
As he spoke, he saw his plain hands slightly open, and a golden light seemed to appear in his palm. This seemed to be some kind of Taoist method of Tianyin Sect.
Meng Die Ling's eyes moved slightly, without saying much, she continued to pinch the seal while her palms and fingers opened and closed, and then prepared to enter a state of combat.
Ruhua smiled playfully at this time, and her body rose from the ground, as if she was ignoring gravity, and suddenly shot towards her opponent. As her lips and teeth opened and closed, the golden light in her palm was shining brightly, and the word "seal" was expressed. The ice butterfly water vapor surrounding the dream butterfly was shattered in an instant, as if she was imprisoned by some invisible force.
"The Five Elements Seal is the art of conquering the Five Elements. Miss Butterfly should be careful." The woman smiled charmingly, but her movements did not diminish at all. She held Mengdie's chest with a strong wind.
It is actually the Five Elements Seal technique, one of the forbidden techniques of the Tianyin Sect. According to legend, the Five Elements Seal is not a big move, but it is difficult for ordinary people to practice. They need to have considerable talents and great power. They can seal almost any Five Elements Art in the same level. Unless they have a high level of knowledge of Taoism, it will be difficult to break the seal.
Seeing this, Mengdie's eyes drooped slightly, and she did not try to crack it. Instead, she quickly met with her body technique through physical techniques. She was accustomed to the shape of an orchid, as if she was pinching something. With her blink of an eye, several invisible air blades seemed to burst out, and bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang b
The woman's eyes widened, and before she could reflect, she felt her elbows numb. She received several acupuncture points and was attacked at the same time. Her body suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground. She stood up like a conditioned reflex. When she raised her hand, she suddenly realized that Mengdie's slender fingertips had already been pressed against the neck artery. This was the life gate of the human body. She did not doubt that if she had any movement, she might face the end of Adam's slit.
"Miss Die'er is really good at it, I..." Ruhua obviously hesitated, "I admit defeat."
Meng Die then put down her simple hands when she heard the sound, faced her face to the sky, ignored him, and let the breeze flow, her delicate body was as quiet as a virgin looking into the direction of the Holy Hall silently waiting for the next martial arts battle.
Her simple and clean victory immediately aroused the joy of the inner disciples of Yuqing Pavilion... It can be said that this martial arts battle is both a point of competition and a temptation.
Chapter completed!