Above the arena, the lingering sound of the tiger's roar lingered.
Lin Yun's long hair was flamboyant, and his delicate face had an indescribable domineering charm.
The referee looked in a daze for a while and even forgot to declare victory.
Using only the Tiger Fist, he defeated Ma Kui, who had mastered the Ziyun Fist to great perfection and also mastered the Iron Wall Kung Fu.
For him, it was a bit beyond comprehension and incredible.
What surprised him even more was that someone actually practiced Tiger Fist to its peak and perfection!
Looking at the entire Qingyun Sect, the referee can be sure that no one has mastered the basic boxing skills to the peak.
In other words, looking at the entire Tianshui Kingdom, there is none.
First of all, it is too time-consuming. Everyone thinks that there is no need to put so much effort into a basic boxing technique.
Secondly, it requires a very high level of understanding for any skill, no matter how high or low it is.
It is a great achievement to achieve great achievements in practice. Even if you have completely mastered this martial art, you can choose other higher-level martial arts to practice.
Because it is too difficult to cultivate to the peak of perfection, you not only need to fully understand the creator's artistic conception, but also have some opportunities.
Comprehension and opportunity are indispensable.
Yes.
Even if everyone knows the basic boxing skills, if they practice to the peak and perfection, they will be very powerful and surpass the level.
But very few actually do it.
No one has the perseverance to do it.
The lingering sound of the tiger's roar gradually faded away. Lin Yun looked at the stunned referee and said, "Can you declare me the winner?"
"Oh, okay, okay."
The referee came back to his senses and answered quickly, and then loudly said: "I declare this match, Lin Yun..."
"slow!"
At this moment, a loud shout containing anger and dissatisfaction sounded from below the ring.
Everyone followed the sound and looked, but it was Ma Kui who was defeated.
Although his face was a little pale, he was in generally good spirits, but his face was still angry.
After all, he practiced Iron Wall Kung Fu, forged a body of copper skin and iron bones, and still had the strength to speak after being hit by the peak of the Tiger Fist.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, wondering what Ma Kui was doing.
"Ma Kui, what are you doing? Do you want to disturb the venue?"
The referee's face darkened, he looked at Ma Kui and said coldly.
Ma Kui knew the consequences of disrupting the venue, so he looked at Lin Yundao and said, "I don't dare. I just want to say that someone was cheating on me in this competition, and I, Ma Kui, refused to accept the defeat!"
He stared straight at Lin Yun, obviously talking about Lin Yun.
"Deceit? What do you mean?"
"Isn't it normal to cheat in battle? What the hell is Ma Kui doing!"
"It seems a little weird, Ma Kui obviously
What I’m talking about is not normal deception.”
Originally, it would be over just waiting for the referee to declare victory, but now there are more disturbances out of thin air.
"Look at my hands. Do you think they were caused by the Tiger Fist?"
Ma Kui fiercely raised his right hand high, only to see that his right hand was covered in scars. It seemed as if many sharp blades had left horrific scars on it, deep enough to the bone!
"this……"
"what's up?"
"This is definitely not caused by the Tiger Fist. The force inside the fist can at most break the bones of the hand or damage the internal organs. How is it possible that it can cause the same scars as a sharp blade?"
"Did this sword slave really cheat and violate some rules of the game?"
"I think it's not impossible. Maybe the rumors that he has mastered Liufeng Swordsmanship are false!"
The disciples watching the battle in the audience were shocked.
In addition, I am quite dissatisfied with Lin Yun's winning streak. How can you, a sword slave, achieve such dazzling results!
Maybe two months ago, many of them had summoned Lin Yun to maintain their swords.
Gradually some unpleasant words appeared.
On the ring, the referee frowned slightly and walked over to look at Ma Kui's injury.
At first glance, I took a breath of air. Those wounds all touched the bones of the hands, which was extremely scary.
But he still said calmly: "Ma Kui, even if Lin Yun uses other methods, according to the sect's rules, you should know that this cannot change the result."
In sect competitions, all means can be used, and all are based on personal abilities.
Unless there are some extreme circumstances, such as poisoning the opponent before the game, it is considered a normal method.
Ma Kui looked at Lin Yun and shouted angrily in a deep voice: "I don't ask for anything else. I just want him to admit that he defeated my iron wall skill by using hidden weapons in the competition. It is not shameful to be a sword slave, but it is shameful to use it."
This despicable method is still trying to create the illusion of an upright victory over me!"
"Shameless sword slave, you won by cheating, get down quickly!"
"Don't disgrace our Qingyun Sect, get out!"
"Get off!"
"Get off!"
"Get off!"
There were disciples in the audience who had been defeated by Lin Yun before. These people were dissatisfied. Seeing that everyone's emotions could be exploited, they secretly set the pace.
The outer disciples who were already quite critical of Lin Yun's identity started shouting when they saw this situation.
For a time, the harsh sound of rolling down came and went, causing a sensation.
Lin Yun took a look at the injury on Ma Kui's hand and quickly knew what was going on.
He knew early on that his Tiger Fist contained sword power and could combine fist and sword into one.
When the Tiger Fist reaches its peak and perfection, the power of the combined fist and sword will naturally be even greater.
But he couldn't explain this situation.
Without any evidence, Ma Kui said that he had used a concealed weapon to hurt people, and in turn said that he was shameless.
The shameless sword slaves of the hundreds of disciples watching the battle below made him feel even more chilled by their heart-wrenching words of cheating and winning.
"Lin Yun, as long as you admit that you used a hidden weapon in front of everyone, I will let you go today."
Seeing that the general situation was standing beside him, Ma Kui suddenly became arrogant and began to force him again.
"Even if millions of people tell me something I haven't done, I won't admit it. If you don't believe me, you can come and search me!"
Lin Yun looked calm and opened his hands to show his sincerity.
The current commotion is getting louder and louder with the shouting below.
Even the inner disciples and sect elders watching the battle on the high platform focused their attention.
"Logically speaking, even if you practice Tiger Fist to its peak, you should still be defeated by Dacheng's Ziyun Fist."
"Yes, what's more, Ma Kui has the Iron Wall Skill at his disposal."
Inner disciple Wang Ning sneered and said: "I think this sword slave was bullied too badly before, and his mind has long been distorted. I don't know how dark it is. Once such a person comes forward, he will do anything to win."
After he finished speaking, Wang Ning glanced at Su Ziyao. Unfortunately, there was no trace of frost on her peerless face, which made him slightly disappointed.
"Yes, yes, senior brother Wang is right."
The other inner sect disciples echoed his words.
The young sect leader Bai Yufan saw that these inner disciples had deep prejudices against Lin Yun, who was originally a sword slave.
Frowning slightly, he muttered: "No one has mastered Tiger Fist before Lin Yun. It is a bit unreasonable to say that it is not as good as Ziyun Fist. Besides, didn't Lin Yun agree to be searched? What's the result?
Then you will know.”
When Bai Yufan opened his mouth, the other inner disciples kept silent and did not say much.
Wang Ning felt depressed and glanced at Bai Yufan rather unhappily.
On the ring, Ma Kui was stunned when he saw Lin Yun being so generous and allowing him to search his body.
"Senior Brother Ma, search his body and tell this sword slave to go back to the Xijian Pavilion."
"Such a shameless person should stay in Xijian Pavilion and be his sword slave."
"Our Qingyun Sect doesn't need such shameless people!"
The people below were agitated, and they all asked Ma Kui to search him, but he was in a difficult position.
Ma Kui's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "I'll search you, but if a hidden weapon is found on you, you, the sword slave, must kneel down and kowtow to me, Ma Kui, to apologize!"
"good!"
Lin Yun felt uncomfortable in his heart, bit his lip with a sullen face and said a good word.
[Thanks to my old friend Jian Ji for the reward of more than 10,000 cat coins. Scroll down, there is another chapter. 】
