Chapter 67: Walking on the Moon, Star-catching Hands, Various Magical Powers Amazing Everyone
Rays of golden light like swords roared and struck Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng stood on the spot and turned his head, raised his legs sideways, but did not resist, letting the golden light streak on the bluestone behind him, making a clicking sound.
As I heard, some words slowly flashed out on the bluestone behind me.
Lin Zheng looked at Tang Qinghui opposite him waving his hands continuously, the air became distorted, and the whistling sound continued to sound. There were more and more fonts on the bluestone behind Lin Zheng, and some of the words were roughly connected!
Tang Qinghui's attacks became more and more intensive, and the sound of gravel falling on the bluestone kept ringing.
In the eyes of everyone, Lin Zheng seemed to be too tired to dodge. He didn't even have a chance to fight back. Everyone's face showed a hint of joy. Is this Lin Zheng actually a strong person? However, some people remained calm, but seeing Lin Zheng like this
Everyone seems a little confused about the situation.
Seeing that the time for burning incense was coming, and Tang Qinghui was about to finish one of his poems, Lin Zheng finally started to move, his body vibrating at high speed. Tang Qinghui shrank his eyes and waved his hands even faster, but this time the attack did not
When he hit the bluestone, he was stopped by Lin Zheng.
The next moment, Lin Zheng's figure suddenly shook in the field, and countless afterimages remained in the field. Lin Zheng's attacks that he originally shot at Qingshi were shot to the ground out of thin air by Lin Zheng, bang bang bang!
After several sounds, cracks carved by axes appeared on the ground!
What kind of pace is this? So fast! Tang Qinghui's eyes were focused, and he bent his arms like two huge scythes and rushed towards Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng's body shook and his muscles and bones were pulled out, and the roar in his body suddenly reminded him,
Lin Zheng made a fist with his right hand and pressed down on Tang Qinghui as fiercely as a mountain.
Looking at Tang Qinghui who was on the court, four words suddenly came to everyone's mind for some unknown reason: Mantis' arm blocking the car!
Boom! The strong wind roared, and the air covered by the fist rolled and dispersed in all directions. Like thousands of horses galloping, it hit Tang Qinghui's arms hard with a punch. Lin Zheng didn't move where he was, and Tang Qinghui's whole body
However, he was kicked out and stopped in front of Qingshi. Lin Zheng flashed past like a star, and with graceful steps, he instantly arrived in front of Tang Qinghui. With a smile on his face, he held his left hand in the air and raised an invisible hand.
He grabbed Tang Qinghui with his hand and pulled him forward. Lin Zheng stepped on his head with one step. He kept waving his right hand on the bluestone, but no words were revealed. Moreover, Lin Zheng only lightly touched the bluestone with his right hand.
As if he was picking something. Tang Qinghui broke free from the restraints at his feet. He waved his hands with golden light and chopped off Lin Zheng's feet. Lin Zheng's feet were a little above his head, and he walked gracefully in mid-air for a few seconds.
Then he went back to the bluestone and kept touching the bluestone.
Tang Qinghui's face changed, and he rushed forward. As long as he finished writing the remaining words, Lin Zheng would lose. Lin Zheng turned sideways and waved his hand on the bluestone, while the other hand violently
He stretched out his hand, trying to pick up the stars on the Tianshan Mountains, and grabbed Tang Qinghui from the air, and then pulled back. Tang Qinghui felt like he was just a pebble, being picked up and thrown away at random!
How could there be such a difference! How is it possible! Tang Qinghui roared crazily, but still couldn't break free at all!
The sudden change in the situation on the field made everyone become sluggish in an instant. How could this happen? This situation is too bad, right? The Tang family knew that Lin Zheng was very powerful, but the person sent here was still so miserable? This is funny
What?
In fact, it's no wonder that the Tang family didn't understand Lin Zheng's strength from the beginning. Although they lost two elders of the family, it doesn't mean anything. Many elders in the family did not become elders relying on their strength.
I never expected that Lin Zheng would be so strong.
Suddenly, Tang Qinghui seemed to have made a decision, and his hands began to burst into golden light. He broke free from Lin Zheng's restraints, and a powerful force surged from his body, and this power continued to surge towards his arms. The golden light on his hands
Keep spreading to the arms until both arms turn golden yellow.
Lin Zheng waved his hands quickly on the bluestone, then withdrew his hands and stood still, looking at the abnormal situation not far away. His eyes were calm, but his heart was full of doubts. What was this guy doing? His body simply couldn't bear such aura.
, I’m afraid it will only become useless if this continues!
Just when the spiritual power in Tang Qinghui's body surged to the extreme, screams came out from Tang Qinghui's mouth, and two golden arms were seen waving, and two huge golden hooks were transformed into two. The light surged, and the sharp hooks
As if tearing the night apart, huge spiritual energy surged into the two huge golden hooks in the air.
Many people around him had dispersed. Lin Zheng stood there for a while and shook his head. Spiritual energy began to surge in his body. Just like last time, Lin Zheng's whole body was lifted up by half a head, and his coats were torn to pieces.
, fortunately, there is a special software inside that wraps the body.
Tang Qinghui waved his arms and swung towards Lin Zheng fiercely. The two golden hooks in the air swung towards Lin Zheng equally fiercely. Like dark clouds covering the moon, two huge black shadows swooped towards Lin Zheng with a stream of light. Lin Zheng
He started running with long strides, and rushed toward two golden hooks. Just when the cold-gleaming hook tip was about to pierce into Lin Zheng's body, Lin Zheng suddenly disappeared. The next moment, Lin Zheng appeared in front of the golden hook.
From behind, Lin Zheng stretched out his hand, and majestic spiritual energy suddenly surged out to form two huge glazed arms. He grabbed the tails of two golden hooks, and ten huge fingers clasped the handles of the hooks firmly.
Both of them stretched out their arms, as if they were competing out of thin air.
Seeing that the stick of incense was about to burn out, there was still no word on the bluestone belonging to Lin Zheng. Tang Qinghui waved his double hooks and pressed Lin Zheng violently, as if to prevent Lin Zheng from completing the writing. Lin Zheng's arms were fierce again.
The ground shook, and the billowing war energy suddenly surged, and the glazed arms doubled in size out of thin air. The sound of rattling continued to come from the handle of the golden hook, and the moon in the night cast bright moonlight in the air.
There are two golden hooks and a pair of glazed arms facing each other in the middle.
Everyone looked at the field without blinking. The cracks on the golden hook were getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of cracking and breaking could be heard endlessly. Lin Zheng, who was standing aside, suddenly bowed his legs and retreated, bent his upper body forward, and jerked his arms.
Pulling back, the double hooks in the air were instantly pulled behind Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng's retreating legs suddenly exerted force, making a depression in the ground. He swung his arms forward and grabbed Liuli with the golden double hooks.
His arms roared towards Tang Qinghui from both sides of his body!
At this time, the golden light on Tang Qinghui's arms gradually dissipated. Seeing the incoming golden hook trying to lift his arm, Lin Zheng was stunned for a moment. He suddenly dragged his hands up, and the two golden lights rubbed one on the left and the other on the right.
Tang Qinghui's body suddenly slid into the sky, like two bright stars flying. The golden hook dragged a long strip of light and slammed into each other under the dark night. They scattered like fireworks. It was really beautiful.
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Everyone was confused as to why Lin Zheng would act like this. Everyone knew very well that Tang Qinghui was about to be defeated, and he was simply unable to take the blow.
Lin Zheng retracted his figure, took out a piece of clothing and put it on, standing opposite Tang Qinghui calmly. At this time, the stick of incense happened to be burned out. Tang Qinghui's face showed a look of relief, and his arms suddenly exploded in the next moment.
Come, there is no splash of flesh and blood, just a faint golden light, and then it becomes nothingness.
Bang, the wine glasses in many people's hands fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Everyone in the Tang family in the stands quickly ran down, hugged the unconscious Tang Qinghui, and stuffed several pills into his mouth.
The face of the elders of the Tang family in the stands was ashen. Tang Qinghui was dead. The iron painting and the silver hook were far away from him. But fortunately, he won the first game! The elders of the Tang family watched as the children of the Tang family reported Tang Qinghui to the stage and gave a few instructions.
Then several people took Tang Qinghui and quickly left the banquet venue.
"Mr. Lin, I'm afraid you've counted on this first game. I remember you said that as long as you lose one game, you will obey the Tang family's disposal!" The elder of the Tang family looked at Lin Zheng on the field with a sinister expression.
, said coldly.
"Oh, City Lord, prepare for the second game!" Lin Zheng ignored the Tang family, turned around and walked out of the field.
"Rat, stay alive..." Mr. Tang said and was about to jump off the stage!
"Haha! I said Mr. Tang, wait a minute! Take a good look at Lin Zheng's piece of bluestone!" The city lord stood up and grabbed the Tang family elder beside him. The latter looked at Lin Zheng's bluestone, and his face was filled with disbelief.
Not only him, but also everyone else on the stage and everyone in the audience were shocked. On the bluestone that was originally empty, the moment Lin Zheng turned around, stone powder fell to the ground.
The poem appears completely on the bluestone!
After thousands of years of vicissitudes, who is the hero in this world?
All living beings in heaven and earth cannot see the ancient style.
Live as a hero, die as a ghost.
I still think about ancient times and hate that they didn’t happen at the same time!
The words were clear and deep into the bluestone, and a complete poem appeared in front of everyone. Compared with Tang Qinghui's unfinished poem, the outcome was clear at a glance.
The crowd was filled with admiration and disbelief. Wen Tianqing looked at the words on the bluestone with burning eyes. Regardless of the poetry, this font was better than Tang Qinghui's by more than one margin!
"Lin Zheng, I didn't expect your calligraphy to be so beautiful!" Wen Tianqing exclaimed. Carving words on bluestone is a bit more difficult than ordinary writing, but with strong skills, it is impossible to do it without years of calligraphy skills.
Not to this extent.
Lin Qin and the others couldn't help but laugh. Lin Zheng's good calligraphy was also due to the work of the small black room. Every time he was locked in the small dark room, reading and copying were essential homework. Over time, Lin Zheng's
The words naturally become more beautiful the more you write them!
Lin Zheng naturally understood what the two of them were thinking, and said, "Okay, put the crystal away first. Lin Qin is your friend, so don't embarrass everyone."
Lin Zheng smiled at Lin Qin, and then touched Lin Qin's little head behind his back. Lin Qin knocked Lin Zheng's hand away in dissatisfaction, and said impatiently: "I know, I know! It's so long-winded, I don't know Ruoshui.
How can my sister stand you?"
Li Ruoshui smiled at Lin Zheng who was full of helplessness, pulled Lin Zheng to sit down, and started talking with Wen Tianqing. Little did Lin Zheng know that his previous performance had completely calmed everyone, even the eyes of everyone in the Tang family were flashing.
After a trace of panic, how many magical powers does this young man still have? How many trump cards does he still have?
PS: Here is the first update, thank you for your support, thank you all for your red tickets! It is cloudy and gray today, and the decoration upstairs is making me have a headache, but the mood is still very beautiful, because of your support.