Chapter five hundred and seventy third Taoist nun shot
"Miss Yang has made rapid progress and is now ranked twenty-seventh on the Heavenly Ranking. The man in purple she is fighting is ranked twenty-fifth on the Heavenly Ranking. The two have competed before. Miss Yang lost with one move, which is a pity."
Yang Liuqing's moves are quite beautiful, and are very similar to those of Miss Liu Er. She also uses a sword. Lu Luo explained beside him, but Li Yi himself couldn't tell which one of the two was better. You come and go, it seems.
The difference in strength is not big.
Miss Liu Er loves and cares for her only apprentice. Although they are about the same age, she usually has a very upright attitude towards her master, who always has a cold and cool look. I am the best in the world, except for Ruyi.
Other than that, no one takes it seriously.
Of course, Li Yi had known for a long time that she was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He taught his apprentices and worked hard, sleeping with Xiao Huan at night and wearing a pink bellyband. The important thing is that if her heart was as cold as her appearance, she would never survive today.
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After walking for a while, when he looked up again, Yang Liuqing had already thrown away the weapon of the man in purple. The sword was so fierce that the man in purple took several steps back and finally fell off the platform.
Yang Liuqing cupped her hands downwards and said, "I accept."
Li Yi looked at the girl with a cold look on her face. She looked much more mature than a year ago. She really thought that there would be a disciple like a master. The girl a year ago was stupid but determined.
The girl who practiced Kung Fu without risking her life seemed to have become what she is today in just a blink of an eye.
Even Lu Luo couldn't help but admire: "Miss Yang's talent in martial arts is really amazing. In just a few days, her ranking has risen by two places."
The man in purple retreated to the middle-aged Taoist nun. When Li Yi saw the young man beside the Taoist nun saying a few words to her, he went straight to the stage, looked at Yang Liuqing, and cupped his hands, "Jade below, please give me some advice!"
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Seeing that this young man, who seemed to be about the same age as himself at most, could actually be ranked on the Heavenly Ranking, and seemed to be slightly ahead, Li Yi couldn't help but feel shocked.
As if feeling his emotions, Ruyi shook his hand. Li Yi looked back at her and started to laugh a little the next moment.
I have only been in this world for more than a year. I usually practice martial arts for three days, fishing and two days, drying nets, and competing with others in martial arts. Isn’t this looking for abuse? Besides, it doesn’t matter how powerful I am, is it as powerful as Ruyi or Ruyi?
, so thin that he could fall over if the wind blows, and I am afraid that Lao Fang could kill both of them with one punch.
On the stand, the young man was holding a folding fan made of unknown material. It was not damaged at all when he slashed with the sword. With this fan, he was able to suppress Yang Liuqing. Obviously, there was still some distance between them in terms of strength.
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"Bah, holding a broken fan, pretending to be a Mongolian prince, the pretty boy is actually more powerful than the young girl..." Someone below curled his lips in disdain, obviously already familiar with the plot of the Heroes Conference in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"
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As soon as he finished speaking, the fan of the young man on the stage flew out, and Yang Liuqing's sword was placed on the young man's neck. After a moment, he took it back, holding the sword and saying: "I accept."
Until he stepped off the stage, the expression on the young man's face was still a bit unbelievable.
"Dharma protector, that woman's kung fu is weird." The man in purple who was defeated just now glanced at the stage and said.
A trace of annoyance appeared on the young man's face, and he was extremely puzzled by the strange Kung Fu she suddenly used. He turned around and asked the middle-aged Taoist nun: "Auntie, what kind of martial arts does that woman have?"
The middle-aged Taoist nun pondered for a moment and said: "The martial arts she has learned are mixed. Most of the martial arts she used just now are from the Liu family. More than twenty years ago, Liu Qing relied on this to dominate the world and defeated two long-established masters in a row.
, is recognized as the best master in the world in the martial arts world. Although the martial arts of this female user also comes from the Liu family, her internal strength is too weak and is far behind Liu Qing. As for the one you just lost.
Trick, I can’t see the way…”
"Who is Liu Qing?" The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He could tell that his aunt was indescribably afraid when she said this name, but why had he never heard of such a master?
"When he disappeared from the world, you were not born yet." The Taoist nun said, then her eyes moved to the stage and she stopped talking.
On the other side, the sloppy old man looked at the girl on the stage with a suspicious look on his face, "Liu family, what is her relationship with Liu Qing?"
He glanced at the stage again, and his eyes immediately stared again: "One sword pierces the clouds! How could she know the skill that made the old guy Yang Wanli famous!"
"Yang Liuqing, Yang Wanli..." The sloppy old man murmured these two names. When he looked at the stage again, his eyes suddenly changed. "Could she be..."
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Yang Liuqing came down from the stage, walked to Miss Liu Er, lowered her head and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I lost."
Li Yi waved his hand and said: "Okay, I even defeated the twenty-three on the Tianbang. It doesn't matter if I lose. It's not like your master has never lost before. After the competition, just watch it carefully below."
In the end, Yang Liuqing lost in the third game. The master who was in the top 20 on the Heavenly Ranking easily defeated her. There was still a big gap between her and the real masters on the Heavenly Ranking.
Miss Liu Er glanced at him, but didn't say anything.
There were many surprises in the subsequent competition.
For example, a certain expert ranked in the top twenty on the Heavenly Ranking was defeated by a newcomer who was worthy of being ranked on the ranking. At this moment, no one will hide their strength anymore. In every competition, no matter how fast or slow, someone will be defeated.
Elimination occurs until a top ten expert sweeps away several experts, and no one can easily come to the stage again.
The people on the stage shouted twice, but before anyone came on stage, Miss Liu Er took a step forward and was pulled back by Li Yi.
"What's the rush? The Taoist nun hasn't come up yet. It's too early to go up now." Li Yi looked around and asked, "Where's your second uncle? He's probably been asleep. Why don't you ask someone to call him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a soft sound in his ear, which was obviously the sound of someone falling on the stage.
Li Yi turned his head and saw the Taoist nun standing on the stage, holding the whisk in her hand.
The venue was quiet for a moment, and then immediately became noisy.
"I know her. When this Taoist nun was in Qing'an Mansion, she defeated a master who was ranked eleventh on the Heavenly Ranking with one move. Although the eleventh on the Heavenly Ranking at that time cannot be compared with now, it also shows that this Taoist nun is definitely terrifying.
Strong."
"So what? Although Senior Feng is eighth on the Heavenly Ranking, it is not difficult to defeat the eleventh on the Heavenly Ranking at that time."
"Hey, you guys didn't see the situation that day with your own eyes. Anyway, this time, Master Feng is in danger."
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The man on the stage was not disturbed by the interference from below. He slightly cupped his fists and said, "Feng Lang, please give me some advice."
"Let's take action." The Taoist nun said calmly without introducing herself.
The man named Feng Lang frowned slightly, his expression quickly calmed down, and he held his sword and said, "Process!"
As soon as the words fell, the sword light rose.
The middle-aged Taoist nun waved her hand, and the whisk wrapped around the man's hand. The next moment, his sword flew out.
The next moment, his people flew out.
Feng Lang fell off the stage and stepped back several steps before he could release the huge force. He raised his head sharply and looked up solemnly, "Grandmaster?"
"Grandmaster..."
The crowd watching the battle below suddenly became quiet.
I originally thought that there was only one Grandmaster on the Heavenly Ranking. If Liu Nvxia, who had never made a move, wanted to compete for the position of leader, no one would be able to compete with her. But now, before she makes a move, there is another one.
Another grandmaster appears, so what else are they playing...
Feng Lang, who is number 8 on the ranking list, is unable to even fight back. What is this if he is not a master?
You know, when he challenged Miss Liu Er, it took him fifty moves before he lost...
Next to the two men in purple, the young man looked around with an extremely mocking expression.
Miss Liu Er's face was calm, but the fists in her sleeves were tightly clenched.
Ruyi stood up slowly, and Li Yi held her hand.
He also stood up, turned to look at Ruyi, and said, "Let go..., please ask my second uncle."
