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Chapter 193 One palm

Chapter 193 A Palm

The two of them entered the Wuji Hall.

Under the tall jade statue, Master Zhuzhao, Master Zhumei, and Li Zhuyue were sitting on high-backed chairs. Master Zhuzhao was sitting in the middle, smiling as brightly as a peach and plum.

Sitting on the left are Master Zhumei and Li Zhuyue, and on the right is Zhou Wanli.

The top ten direct disciples stood behind the chairs, and the twelve young men from Xiankong Island stood behind Zhou Wanli. There were more than ten meters between the two rows, which was quite empty.

Li Muchan entered the door, titheed the three of them at a distance, and stood behind Mei Ruolan, attracting the attention of everyone on the opposite side. More than a dozen eyes were cast on him, and Li Muchan nodded with a smile.

At this time, the old man was talking to Master Zhuzhao.

Zhou Wanli cupped his fists and said: "Master, I have no other purpose in coming here this time. I want to let the boys experience the vast sea of ​​secrets. These boys are not good at martial arts, but they are very arrogant!"

Master Zhuzhao smiled sweetly: "Okay, that's exactly what I meant... the little guys practice behind closed doors and don't know what the world is like, so they are inevitably proud and complacent!"

"Very good!" Zhou Wanli forced out a smile.

Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Enough chatter, let's do it!"

Zhou Wanli waved his hand and said calmly: "Wait a minute."

Master Zhuzhao looked at him with a smile and carelessly.

Zhou Wanli said: "Since there is always a winner or loser in the competition, why not add some luck?"

"Okay, what's the lottery?" Master Zhuzhao asked with a smile.

Zhou Wanli took out a string of beads from his arms, the size of longan, round and flawless, with silvery light flowing around, covering his hand.

"This is...?" Master Zhu Zhao was too surprised.

The eyes of all the girls in the palace widened. It was rare to see such a brilliant jewel.

Zhou Wanli said in a deep voice: "These are the luminous pearls I have collected. There are twelve of them in total. They can calm the mind and clear the heart, and are of great benefit to those who practice martial arts."

Master Zhuzhao nodded and said with a smile: "Senior Zhou is so generous, I can't be stingy. Yin Yue, take a fortune pill."

"Yes." Wen Yinyue wore a dark green Luo shirt, floated out from the small door on the side, and came back quickly, holding a small white jade bottle in her hands, which was exquisite and exquisite.

Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Let this good luck pill be a bonus as well."

"Master, what a great gesture!" Zhou Wanli changed his face slightly.

The Good Fortune Pill is one of the best elixirs in the world. As long as you have a breath, you can save your life by taking this pill. One pill is the same as a life.

Treasures are valuable, but lives are priceless. This Good Fortune Pill is definitely not comparable to the twelve night-bright pearls.

What Zhou Wanli was thinking about was how Master Zhuzhao had such strong confidence. He didn't believe that Master Zhuzhao could give away a good luck pill just for the sake of a breath.

Master Zhuzhao said with a smile: "Okay, Senior Zhou, let's not be nagging, the little guys can't wait any longer."

Zhou Wanli said: "Before taking action, we need to talk about the rules."

Master Zhu Zhao bowed his head and said: "There must be rules. Just like this, one on one, whoever can survive to the end will win and get two things."

Zhou Wanli said: "The wheel battle...?"

Master Zhuzhao said: "The wheel doesn't matter, as long as one person can use it once."

Zhou Wanli narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded slowly, feeling vaguely that something was wrong. Why was she so confident?

A skinny young man stood up, walked to the center of the field, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Qian Yifeng is on Sunken Sky Island, learning the secret skills of the Canghai Sword God!"

Master Zhuzhao glanced at everyone with a smile and stopped at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly, stood up helplessly, and bowed in unison: "I'm Zhanran, and I'd like to learn some clever tricks."

Seeing him stand up, Xu Jingying and others were no different. Among the eleven direct disciples, he was the last one, so there was nothing wrong with being the first one to stand up.

Zhao Jinsheng moved his lips, as if he wanted to speak, but finally swallowed. This junior brother is not mediocre.

Li Muchan thought a lot in an instant. It was good to take action at the last moment and show off the hero, but it was not as good as taking the lead himself. Those two advantages would be huge. If other senior brothers and sisters took action, they would not have their own share.

Qian Yifeng looked Li Muchan up and down and smiled: "Little master, aren't you sweeping the floor? Why are you here?"

Li Muchan smiled: "I got into trouble and was punished by sweeping the floor. I'm really ashamed. Brother Qian, please stop."

Qian Yifeng nodded: "Okay, I will teach you the swordsmanship of the young master."

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "My sword skills are not as good as my palm skills. Brother Qian can use the sword, please——!"

"Offended!" Qian Yifeng unsheathed his sword, and the long and narrow sword turned into a flash of cold light and stabbed him.

Li Muchan stepped forward and struck the sword with a light palm.

"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and the long sword was inserted into the door frame, and the sword spikes kept floating.

Li Muchan took a step back and smiled: "Brother Qian, I accept the concession!"

Qian Yifeng looked at Li Muchan in disbelief, speechless.

Zhou Wanli was as heavy as water and said coldly: "Yi Feng, if you lose, you will lose, retreat!"

Qian Yifeng clasped his fists in return, then retreated behind Zhou Wanli, still looking at Li Muchan blankly.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Which other senior brother can give me advice?"

"I'm coming!" A burly young man jumped out. He was tall and had a square face, giving people a sense of uprightness and righteousness.

He clasped his fists and said loudly: "It's true that the real person doesn't show his face. I didn't expect that the young master's palm skills are so exquisite. I admire him. I'll give you a lesson from Bai Xiongfei!"

Li Muchan smiled slightly and bowed: "It turns out to be Brother Bai, please——!"

"Please——!" Bai Xiongfei slowly drew his sword, raised his sword in a salute, and slowly thrust out the sword. The tip of the sword trembled, and cold light shot out like a snake.

The tip of the sword covers several large acupoints and can be changed at any time. The sword technique is very exquisite.

Zhou Wanli smiled with his beard, very proud. This sword was full of fire, full of energy, and it was the best.

Li Muchan didn't move. When the sword tip came to him, he struck out with a light palm.

"Ding..." The sword was inserted into the door frame again.

The two long swords are straight up and down together, quite neatly, one has yellow spikes and the other has white spikes, fluttering gently in the wind.

Li Muchan took a step back, smiled and said: "Brother Bai, please give in!"

Bai Xiongfei also stared at him blankly, with an expression of disbelief. After listening to Li Muchan's words, he came back to his senses, clasped his fists, and walked back behind Zhou Wanli with a sigh.

At this time, Zhou Wanli also felt something strange. He stared at Li Muchan and looked at him. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Master, this young master is a new disciple."

Master Zhuzhao shook his head with a smile: "Zhanran, he also has a name at the foot of the mountain. Has Senior Zhou ever heard of the title of Double Sword Monk?"

"Double Sword Monk Zhanran?!" Zhou Wanli said.

Master Zhu Zhao smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's the name."

Zhou Wanli suddenly frowned: "It turned out to be a dual-sword monk, no wonder..."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Zhou is laughing at his little fame."

Zhou Wanli smiled faintly and said: "Very good, let's continue."

Then, several more people jumped out and challenged Li Muchan one after another. They knew they were losing, but they still wanted to challenge. Li Muchan shook his head secretly. Obviously, they wanted to consume his energy.

Li Muchan only used one palm each time. It was light, simple and casual, without any subtlety. But with one palm and one sword, no one could stop it. No matter how exquisite the sword technique was, the sword would always be knocked away.

After a while, the door frame was filled with long and narrow swords, nine swords in total from top to bottom.

Li Muchan closed his palms, shook his head and smiled, but said nothing. However, his expression made everyone on the opposite side feel embarrassed and their faces turned red.

They are inherently heroic. As disciples of Xiankong Island, they have exquisite swordsmanship and deep inner strength. If they enter the martial arts world, they will surely become famous all over the world. Therefore, they have always been proud. Even if they are somewhat modest, they still have a sense of reserve and pride in their bones.

This time I went to the Canghai Sword Sect to show off my majesty. I wanted to defeat the young disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect, overwhelm them, and create a bad atmosphere for Xian Kong Island.

Never thought that they would all fall into the hands of a young monk. Judging from the seniority of this young monk, he is only ranked at the bottom. If he is like this, what about the others?

The elders in the sect have always said that the Canghai Sword Sect has outstanding martial arts skills and should not be underestimated or provoked. They did not take it seriously. Now that they have seen it, they know that what the elders said is true.

Li Muchan looked at the opposite side with a smile, his smile was vaguely similar to Master Zhu Zhao's.

His eyes fell on the last person, the young man with a big face and a beautiful face.

Watching his fellow disciples being defeated one by one, the young man's expression remained unchanged and calm as usual. He squinted his eyes to observe Li Muchan's palm techniques with a focused expression.

At this time, he stood there thoughtfully, seemingly unaware of Li Muchan's gaze, and everyone's eyes also focused on him.

Zhou Wanli turned around and took a look. When he saw his appearance, he didn't say anything. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said calmly: "Double Swordsman Zhan Ran is well-deserved!"

Li Muchan looked at him, then glanced at the young man, half-smiling.

Zhou Wanli frowned, feeling that his smile was annoying and his eyes were annoying, as if he could read his own thoughts.

Li Muchan turned around and said with a smile: "Master, let me take a breath."

Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "Senior Zhou, it's no problem, I'll do whatever you want."

Obviously, this was Li Muchan's deliberate concession. Zhou Wanli frowned, feeling disgusted, snorted coldly, turned around and glanced at the disciples, his eyes like cold knives.

All the disciples hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

The young man suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Zhou Zhiyang is on the sinking island, and I will learn Master Zhanran's clever tricks!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, have you figured it out?"

Zhou Zhiyang said in a deep voice: "I have some experience! ...Master Zhanran's palm skills are exquisite, I admire you deeply!"

"Then let's learn Brother Zhou's clever move." Li Muchan smiled and extended his hand to signal for help.

"Okay, be careful!" Zhou Zhiyang nodded, drew his sword and stabbed lightly. It looked light, but the speed was extremely fast. After a moment's hesitation, he was hit by the sword.

Li Muchan sidestepped and the sword brushed across him, and he took another step back.

The long and narrow sword moved through the air silently. This alone was far superior to the previous nine.

Li Muchan didn't use his palms all the time. He wanted to see Zhou Zhiyang's swordsmanship. The swordsmanship of Xingkong Island was also very powerful. However, the cultivation of the first nine people was too shallow. He was too lazy to look more and solved it with one palm.

Zhou Zhiyang's profound cultivation is impressive.


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