Jiumozhi was pleasantly surprised. He felt that what he had come to do today was well worth it. Apart from anything else, he had already gained a lot from being able to experience such a swordsmanship that was the best in the world.
His own flame sword technique is an application of invisible real power, which is quite similar but has the same purpose. After personally experiencing the Six Meridians Divine Sword, Jiumozhi also has a deeper understanding of his own flame sword technique, and realizes that there are quite a few hidden meanings in it.
There are many shortcomings. If he can study it with concentration in the future, his martial arts will make greater progress. This can be said to be extremely precious for a martial artist.
Duan Yu Shao Shang's sword came at him. The sword was majestic and unparalleled, putting tremendous pressure on Jiumozhi. Under the pressure, Jiumozhi's heart flashed with light, and he waved his palms, gently and delicately, like the breeze and drizzle.
The strands of flaming sword energy are entangled and spread out softly and densely. This change of hardness and softness is really wonderful. Jiumozhi's martial arts wisdom is evident. Duan Yu's Shaoze sword just now,
Smart changes, coming and going, Jiumozhi's flaming sword is used, but it is fierce and domineering, using hardness to overcome softness and change. At this time, facing the majestic Shao Shang's sword technique, he uses the dense and subtle flaming sword.
To deal with Qi, it is to use softness to overcome hardness. In the face of different swordsmanship, different methods are used to deal with it. In Jiumozhi, the magical skill of the flame sword has actually reached the realm of profound mystery and wishful thinking. He has to make it
People admire.
Sure enough, no matter how fierce and powerful Duan Yu's sword energy was, it was still difficult to break through the dense and flexible network of sword energy, and ultimately returned without success.
"The divine skills of the national master have opened my eyes. How about we count this battle as a loss for the juniors?" Duan Yu didn't have much desire to win. Now that he saw that he had changed two sword techniques in a row, he couldn't win.
He had the slightest advantage and sighed with emotion. "Young Master Duan is too modest. Your Six Meridians Divine Sword has unparalleled sword energy. How can this young monk win? This match can be considered a draw." Jiumozhi shook his head slightly, with a look of joy in his eyes.
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After the words fell, Jiumozhi clasped his hands together slightly, shouted the Buddha's name, and walked to the side, but he had no intention of taking action. Seeing this, Duan Yu did not stay long and returned directly to the crowd. The place became deserted for a while.
, many people in the martial arts world were amazed when they saw the two battles just now. They just felt that it was better not to embarrass themselves with their little effort. The gap was really too big, and many people lost interest and silently
Waiting for the next master to come on stage.
Huh, the wind blew by. The leader of the Beggar Clan, Zhuang Juxian, dressed in purple and wearing an iron helmet, suddenly appeared in the field. He stepped on the ground with his feet, and there was a dull sound. What shocked everyone even more was that the place where he stood was covered in frosty white.
The cold air spread everywhere, and everyone onlookers felt that their skin was cold and they were extremely shocked. He looked at Shaolin Abbot Xuanci and said hoarsely: "Abbot Xuanci, in today's martial arts world, Shaolin and the Beggar Clan rule the world.
Niu'er, you and I are each the masters of our own party, why don't we go out and compete to determine the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Zhuang Juxian was shocked as soon as he opened his mouth. What he meant was that he wanted to compete with Abbot Xuanci for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance.
This made many people in the martial arts community excited. As Zhuang Juxian said, in today's martial arts world, the most powerful ones are Shaolin and the Beggar Clan. The competition between the abbot of Shaolin and the leader of the Beggar Clan for the leadership of the martial arts league is undoubtedly something to look forward to.
Xuanci didn't feel happy at all, and his expression was a little heavy. Today's events have gradually exceeded his expectations.
"Amitabha, Master Zhuang, the Beggar Clan and Shaolin have been friends for hundreds of years, why do we have to compete today?" Xuanci sighed lightly. But he thought, if this battle starts, no matter who wins, no matter who
It's hard to have both sides, and one party's prestige will always be damaged, which is not what he wants to see. "Abbot Xuanci, since today we are electing the leader of the martial arts alliance to resolve martial arts disputes, then we, the Beggar Gang, and Shaolin will definitely have to compete.
, use this to determine the choice of the leader of the martial arts alliance, why should the abbot care about both?" Zhuang Juxian smiled lightly, he ascended to the position of leader of the Beggar Clan, it was Quan Guanqing who planned behind the scenes, today's martial arts world
Quan Guanqing also initiated the alliance leader's affairs, and naturally planned everything well. Xuanci wanted to retreat, but how could they do it? What they wanted was to defeat Shaolin in full view of the public and increase the reputation of the Beggar Clan to a higher level.
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"In this case, according to what the leader of the Zhuang clan said, everyone in the world has witnessed the heroes. I, Shaolin, have no desire to fight for victory. It is just that the situation is forcing me to do it."
He stepped out and stood in front of Zhuang Juxian.
Zhuang Juxian laughed loudly and said nothing. He took a step forward and was in front of Xuanci in the blink of an eye. He struck out with a palm in the air and aimed at Xuanci's chest. This palm was simple, clumsy and heavy, with simple tricks.
Almost everyone in the martial arts can use it. There is no subtlety at all, but the palm power is extremely terrifying. In the shocked eyes of everyone, as Zhuang Juxian's palm was struck, a white mist of palm power exploded.
When he came out, the cold and cold power of the forest was endless, the sky and the earth were covered with frost, even the space between Xuanci's eyebrows was covered with white frost, and the ice was so dense that it was extremely surprising.
"Amitabha, Master Zhuang's palms are so overbearing and cold. Isn't this the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan?" Shocked, Xuanci said. "Haha, Abbot Xuanci is in awe of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
No matter whether it is other martial arts, there is no difference at all. In a martial arts competition, the strong will survive and the weak will die. Why should we care about the others?" There was a crackle in the sky, Zhuang Juxian's palm force was fierce, and he laughed loudly. Xuan Ci saw that
Seeing the frost-like cold palm power in front of him, his face was solemn. He had been in the world all his life, and he was also the abbot of Shaolin. He was well-informed and had seen many extraordinary skills and skills, but he had never seen anything like Zhuang Juxian.
The palm power is extremely Yin and cold, and Zhuang Juxian's internal strength is also unfathomable. His skills are endless, and with just one palm, it brings him an extremely terrifying threat. Not daring to be careless, Xuanci waved his robe sleeves with both hands,
The cassock on his body was swaying, and under the infusion of true energy, it was as strong as iron and as flexible as cotton. He waved it suddenly, and the red and yellow shadows trembled non-stop. This move was a combination of hardness and softness, majestic and majestic, with a hint of Buddhist compassion.
I mean, it is the cassock demon subduing skill among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. Xuanci is worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin. He is extremely accomplished in this skill. When his mind moves, the cassock is like iron and is like a seal.
There was a loud bang, and the air waves between the two of them surged and exploded suddenly. The final result was shocking. Xuanci staggered back several steps, his face turned pale, and he was actually at a disadvantage.
This is really unbelievable. Abbot Xuanci has been famous in the martial arts for decades and is the top master in the world today. He has many Shaolin secrets at his disposal. There are very few people in the world who can surpass him. But at this time, a little-known
The leader of the Beggar Clan, Zhuang Juxian, actually had the upper hand, which was surprising.
"What cold palm power! Gang Leader Zhuang is really amazing." After taking a few deep breaths, Xuanci regained his breath and said solemnly. "Abbot Xuanci is overrated, let's take action." Zhuang Juxian said calmly,
Xuanci didn't say much. He gave a soft drink, which was like a bell, resounding throughout the world. Then he stepped solemnly, put his palm on his chest, and suddenly slapped it out. The palm force was released. The true energy was like a diamond, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound.
It was so strong that it was Shaolin's unique Vajra Palm power. Xuanci was the best at this skill. When he struck out with his palm, it was shocking, as if a heavy iron wall was crushing him. Zhuang Juxian did not hesitate and struck out with one palm.
There is no subtlety at all, but the cold power in the palm is very strong, and there is another loud noise. Dust flies under the feet of the two of them, and it is hazy.
It turned into pieces of ice, and the cold air spread. At this time, the Shaolin abbot's face became more and more pale, and his whole body was trembling. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
The monks nearby were greatly surprised when they saw this. They quickly helped Xuanci up and slightly checked his veins, frowning.
Xuanji's face was heavy, and he looked at Zhuang Juxian with a rather unkind look, and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhuang, Shaolin and the Beggar Clan have always been on good terms. You and my abbot are competing in martial arts. There is no need to be so cruel, right?"
He was extremely angry in his heart because as soon as he checked, he felt that Abbot Xuanci was cold to the bone, and only a trace of warmth remained in his chest. Only then did he save his life. But even so, Xuanci's situation was not optimistic. Zhuang Juxian's palm
The power is too cold and overbearing, and the cold poison of the palm power is entrenched in Xuanci's body, constantly eroding the true energy of his meridians. If you want to get rid of the cold poison and recover as before, even with Shaolin's background, it is not easy.
Things like this, how can we not make Xuanji feel angry?
"Master Xuanji's words are wrong. Since it is a martial arts competition, it is natural to fight with all your strength. Otherwise, it would mean that our Beggar Clan looks down on Shaolin. As for Abbot Xuanci's injury, it is nothing, right? Although I have Xuanming Divine Palm, it is Yin.
Han, given Shaolin's unique knowledge, what's the big deal with such an injury?" Zhuang Juxian didn't take it seriously and replied calmly.
"Xuan Ming Divine Palm, what a Xuan Ming Divine Palm, that's it, that's it, Gang Leader Zhuang is so good at his magic skills, I, Shaolin, give in." Xuan Ji saw Xuan Ci's face turning pale and pale, and stopped entangled, directly admitting defeat on behalf of Shaolin.
"Okay, since Shaolin has admitted defeat, whoever among the heroes present is dissatisfied, you can challenge me, the leader of the martial arts alliance!" Quan Guanqing on the side looked overjoyed, and hurriedly stood up and shouted loudly. Most of the people present shook their heads in silence. Just now, the Beggars Gang
They all saw how powerful the gang leader Zhuang Juxian was. Even Shaolin Abbot Xuanci was no match for him. Who would dare to do such a thing?
"Martial Arts Leader" and "Martial Arts Leader" aside, many disciples of the Beggar Clan were very excited and excited. Their leader defeated Shaolin Xuanci and gained a great reputation. He could be regarded as the leader of the Wulin Alliance. How could they not be honored?