Another person came on the stage. Chen Yu clenched his fists, still absorbing some of the insights from the previous fight. After holding on for a while, he signaled to start.
Whoosh!
At the beginning, the opponent raised one foot and stepped on the ground. Then he squatted and pushed up, and his split right leg drew afterimages in the air.
The speed is very fast! The strength... is very weak.
boom!
Opening his palm, another kick came into his eyes. Chen Yu put his hands together and pressed to block it. The next moment, he felt blessed and used the technique he had stolen from the burly man.
Twist, and when the opponent's old strength is exhausted, strangle the right leg stuck outside the chest directly.
Then, under the panicked gaze of the other party, he pulled forward and tugged... Then he straightened his back and shoulders, and flew out——
Plop!
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and this dear man was directly hung up on several onlookers. A group of people cursed and said nothing, turned around and hid their faces to leave.
"Householder, your sword."
He picked up the long sword stuck on the ground and threw it to the opponent. After hearing a crumpled thank you, he quickly escaped.
Shaking his head, Chen Yu sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath, and waited quietly for the next person.
…
Clang clang clang!
Flying and slashing!
Ding--!
The two iron swords sparkled with cold light and emitted crackling sparks.
Taoist Jiang was panting and his trouser legs were stained with mud, while Qian Xuanzhong opposite was even more unbearable, sweating profusely, and his clothes were in tatters and full of cuts.
"admire!"
"Good swordsmanship!"
The two of them had a great time discussing martial arts.
Among them, Qian Xuanzhong is the most powerful. In fact, he is far behind the other in terms of strength alone. After all, he has only mastered the soft strength not long ago. He can use the sect's martial arts, but he is not very proficient in it.
Moreover, although the Haiyun Temple where Taoist Jiang lives is not as good as the Yuanhua Sect, it is not much weaker. It has been passed down for a long time, and there may not necessarily be less martial arts that apply soft power in the temple.
If he really wanted to kill, Qian Xuanzhong really didn't have much confidence that he could survive the opponent's sword.
"Master Taoist has profound skills. If Qian has any difficulties in martial arts in the future, please feel free to give me some advice."
"Wherever, layman Qian is now able to achieve a small amount of power at his age. Not to mention Guangyong, even among the seven states in the southwest, he can be said to be young and promising. The poor Taoist can temporarily win half a hand because he has more near.
After ten years, I really can’t take the word “teaching me” seriously.”
The two of you say something to each other, and everyone carries the sedan chair.
However, most people in the audience thought it was quite reasonable.
Because I have watched the two fight on the field, and the people present are all martial arts practitioners with good eyesight, I can naturally tell whether they have real skills.
"Haiyun Temple is quite impressive. I originally thought that Zhengyuan Temple was the only one in Guangyong that could see it, but I didn't expect that Haiyun Temple first had Yue Haiping, and now Jiang Qin'an has come. The new generation is formidable!"
"Tao Zhang Jiang is indeed powerful, but the Tsing Yi Sword is not that bad. I heard that at a young age, he can not only master the strength, but also master the soft strength to a small degree. The future is promising!"
Discussions continued in the audience, but Taoist Jiang and Qian Xuanzhong paid no attention to it. They competed three times in a row, and each of them tried their best to compete. The consumption was not small. At this moment, they were heading to where everyone in the Taoist sect was.
Position, sit down and rest.
Qingyi Jian also bought a navy blue gown to slightly cover up the rags underneath.
The two talked about a wide range of topics. The former had experience and traveled to many places; while the latter was from another state and had seen and heard a lot.
When it comes to martial arts, Qing Yi Jian is very familiar with it, as he runs a gang himself.
When talking about the situation, Taoist Jiang couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, saying that chaos was just around the corner.
"Well, why not from other states?"
Qian Xuanzhong sighed, the southwest was actually not bad, it was much more stable than the Central Plains which had been at war for hundreds of years, but even so, the southwest was still turbulent, and all the states were in turmoil, with undercurrents surging.
He came from another state, Xizhou is pretty good, and among Xizhou, Guangyong Mansion is the most stable.
"Anding? Hum, that's because you didn't meet Tao Yang, layman. At that time, he was killed like a river of blood!"
Taoist Jiang was so indignant that even the water in his hand could not suppress his anger.
He almost pointed at the so-called general's nose and cursed him!
"Taoist Master, please calm down. I've also heard of that man. He's a bloodthirsty man who likes to kill. His reputation as a butcher has always been spread among the people."
When he arrived here, Qian Xuanzhong finally understood that the Taoist priest in front of him was indeed solemn and solemn, and he did not smile, but he had good intentions in his heart and was concerned about the country's affairs and people's livelihood.
Snapped!
"Pure!"
A long and slow chant reached his ears. Qing Yi Jian raised his head and saw the old Taoist who had just returned his gloves to his sleeves.
The other party smiled at him, and then, regardless of Taoist Jiang's indifferent expression, he waved the fly whisk and tapped on his forehead.
"Don't be foolish!"
For a long time, the embarrassment turned to brooding, and then the brooding to hesitating to speak. Under the gaze of the old Taoist, Taoist Jiang finally felt sad and said dullly: "Disciple knows, master."
The old man glanced at him, then turned and left.
Vaguely, Qian Xuanzhong, who had been sitting silently, seemed to hear what the old Taoist said behind their backs. He listened carefully and heard a sentence:
“A person in his thirties still makes people feel uneasy.”
"..."
After ignoring this, Qian Xuanzhong took the initiative to start a conversation.
As the two chatted, they noticed that there were fewer and fewer Taoist priests around them. When they looked up, it turned out that the venue had been divided into more than a dozen 'chambers'.
Some Taoists are competing among them.
Many warriors also joined in, and the fight was lively.
Huh?
"That is... Daochang Chen?"
Taoist Jiang followed the other person's line of sight and saw one person flicking away the other person with one hand. The next moment, he suddenly jumped up and kicked down his legs quickly.
It is Chen Yu.
"Oh, layman Qian is also familiar with Daoyou Chen?"
Qian Xuanzhong smiled when he heard this, "Of course, when I met the gangsters on the road, it was Daochang Chen who helped me a lot."
After saying this, Taoist Jiang noticed that Chen Yu, whom he had always thought was not bad in Taoism, was actually not bad in martial arts.
"The strength is long and the fists and feet can be sent and received flexibly. It should be at the level of strength."
And judging by his appearance, the time it takes to master his strength is not short.
Looking at it like this, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked it in the past. He remembered that when he sent the invitation to meet the other party for the first time, he just felt that this man had an extraordinary temperament and was outstanding.
Fortunately, he thought that the little Taoist priest who was injured by a group of mountain bandits did not have much martial arts skills.
Now that I think about it, this Taoist friend of mine is really secretive.
"But if that's the case, why were there rumors that he was seriously injured by a few thieves?"
I don't understand why Taoist Jiang simply doesn't think about this. Maybe it's because Taoist Chen recovered from his injuries in half a year and made some breakthroughs by the way.
Um?!
At this time, Chen Yu waved his arm and struck directly, and the scene of knocking another person out of the field came into his eyes. Taoist Jiang paused, he had very good eyesight, and it was clear that what he just did was not just strong, but also used softness. This
Only when they gather at one point can they explode and throw a man weighing more than a hundred pounds flying ten feet away.
Gentleness...
Is it reasonable to go from having never entered Tongjin to having a small success in Tongjin within half a year...and also having to recover from an injury?
Taoist Jiang recalled how long it took him to go from Tongjin to Xiaocheng. Well, it took more than three years.
As for Qian Xuanzhong on the side, his hands were trembling, and he picked up a tea bowl and drank water to calm down his shock.
Although he was not as aware as Taoist Jiang that Taoist Chen had been injured half a year ago, what even Jiang Qin'an didn't know was that the last time they met at the foot of the mountain, the opponent's strength could not even be used, and he was very jerky.
Apparently it just broke through not long ago.
So, how many days did it take?
Qian Xuanzhong thought for a while and remained silent.
From what my father and uncle said, I seem to be a rare genius in Qiyang, right?
How long did you use it for?
Like...nine months...?
The corners of Qing Yi Jian's mouth twitched, Dad, Dad, you say I'm a genius, then... who does this guy count?
Qian Xuanzhong was born in Yuanhuamen, Qiyang, not Yuanyangmen. There were two typos in the front, which have been corrected.