Gate of Kunlun? From Wu Chi’s words, I learned that there is a place where the elixir of the holy realm appears. It was these words that made Xu Qing’s curiosity jump again. There is only half a step between the semi-saint and the true holy realm.
Yao, it is absolutely false to say that I don't think so. Is there any connection between the Gate of Kunlun and the warriors of the Holy Realm?
Thinking of this, Xu Qing's thoughts raced in his mind. He reached out and pressed the Holy Realm Pill in his pocket, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, where is the Gate of Kunlun you mentioned? Are there many Holy Realm Pills in that place?"
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I felt vaguely that I was a little rash. Something like this should involve some secrets of the Shengwu Hall, and even a martial arts idiot might not reveal it casually.
Sure enough, there was a vigilant look in Wu Chi's eyes, and he shook his head and said: "The Gate of Kunlun is a forbidden place. I heard from my master that even if the Grand Master had gone there, he would have narrowly escaped death. You'd better not ask." After that, he said to him.
Tian Kui, who was sitting not far away, made a gesture and made two circles with his hand.
Tiankui White Ape is very spiritual. When he saw Wu Chi's movements, he immediately understood the meaning. He screamed twice and jumped up. When he landed, he was already in front of Wu Chi. He bowed his head and padded on the lawn with his front paws.
The green turf fluttered and bloomed under its claws, and in a blink of an eye, a large oval circle with a diameter of two meters was drawn.
Xu Qing took two steps back, and Tiankui White Ape jumped in front of him. He lowered his head and stretched out his claws to quickly draw a circle of similar size. This guy's talent for drawing circles is no worse than that famous painter who likes to draw eggs.
Wu Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, straightened his chest and stretched out his posture. After completing the circle, Tiankui White Ape jumped to the side and made a squatting appearance. He raised a pair of furry paws and waved above his head, as if to tell the two of them.
It is the referee.
Xu Qing scratched his head and said: "Senior, since it's a competition, you still need the prize. How about this? If you win, I will learn Chi Kuang Quan obediently and give you a small gift." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.
He took out an inner elixir from his pocket, held it at his fingertips and shook it casually. Wu Chi's narrowed eyes instantly brightened up. This beige inner elixir was one of the three he lost.
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Gudong! Wu Chi swallowed dryly and stared at the inner elixir at his fingertips. He hesitated for a long time before asking in a low voice: "The lottery is pretty good, but what if I lose?" Although he sometimes said
Crazy, but not completely stupid. From a medical point of view, it is probably an intermittent mental disorder. Now I casually asked a very good question.
Xu Qing threw the inner elixir in his hand and caught it in his palm, and said with a smile: "It's very simple. If you lose, I can still learn Chi Kuang Fist obediently, but I can't give you this inner elixir, and you still want it."
Telling me about the Gate of Kunlun doesn't mean anything to me, just to satisfy my curiosity."
Wu Chi frowned and pondered for a moment, then said loudly: "Okay, that's it, who will fight first?"
Xu Qing put away the inner elixir, secretly moved his feet, and took a step forward with his right foot. Boom! There was a muffled sound, and the shoes and ankles sank deep into the mud. He was not standing in a horse stance. He was swinging.
This posture is all because the triangle has the best stability, and the protective Gangqi instantly covers the whole body. He raised his chest and raised his head and shouted: "You are a senior, I will let you come first, take it easy."
The Wu Chi was not polite, his eyes were sharp, and in a blink of an eye, he had already flashed in front of Xu Qing. He stretched his right fist forward and lightly punched his chest. At this moment when his fingers couldn't move quickly enough, his fist seemed to be blowing.
It suddenly surged more than twice as much as if it was angry.
Tweet! Puff! Thump - two soft sounds and one muffled sound. The force of the fist broke through the protective body and the gas flowed straight into the chest. Then the iron fist as big as vinegar slammed into Xu Qing's chest. Wu Chi frowned, his face
His expression changed twice, and he felt as if the punch hit a lump of pig iron, which was not only hard but also had an extremely strong counterattack force.
Xu Qing's body swayed, he took two steps back, and stood firmly in the circle, with a faint smile inadvertently raised at the corner of his mouth.
Wu Chi retracted his fist and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Where did you learn Xuanyuan Jin from?" He knew that the punch he just hit was not an iron lump, but another layer of protective gas.
That familiar feeling quickly reminded him of Xuanyuan Jin, which he had practiced for many years. This boy was clearly using authentic Xuanyuan Jin. As far as he knew, only Xuanyuan Jin could form a protective wall inside the inherent protective aura.
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"Xuanyuan Jin?" Xu Qing grinned and said, "I don't know what Xuanyuan Jin is. If I have learned it, I just learned it from you." Just now he punched Wu Chi in the ward. It felt like this old man had two levels.
As soon as I had an idea, I tried to imitate the body-protecting Gangqi with my inner strength. Unexpectedly, it had a miraculous effect.
The fat on Wu Chi's fat face shook, he shook his head and retreated back into the circle, muttering to himself: "It's strange, is this kid really a genius?"
In fact, even Xu Qing himself didn't know that the energy in his body had already quietly changed, because he and Huang Pulan practiced the most authentic Xuanyuan Neijing together, and Xuanyuan energy was just the internal energy derived from it.
Xu Qing glanced at the Wu Chi opposite him, deliberately raised his palm and shook it, and asked with a faint smile: "Senior, are you ready?"
Wu Chi's face turned solemn, he straightened his posture and nodded. He really didn't believe that this kid could beat him. No matter how talented he was, it would be difficult for him to break through the Xuanyuan Jin that he had practiced hard for hundreds of years.
Xu Qing looked calm on the surface, but he was not calm in his heart. He knew that the only skills he could use were the Seven-Style Zhengyang Palm and the Zhanyi Eighteen-Fall, as well as the Crazy Fist that he had just speculated and sold.
, it is obvious that none of these skills can win. The only way to win is to win by surprise. Thoughts in his mind raced, and a flash of inspiration flashed faintly.
Ta-ta-ta-Xu Qing strolled up to Wu Chi, shrugged his shoulders and raised his palms in the Zhengyang Palm rising posture, Sanyang Kaitai. He saw a touch of disdain in Wu Chi's eyes. The Zhengyang Palm gesture
It is difficult for such superficial kung fu to impress this semi-holy warrior.
Xu Qing frowned, put down his palms and coughed twice in vain: "Ahem! Senior, do you think if I clap my two palms together it counts as one move or two moves?" As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Wu Chi's pupils, and he flicked
A faint glimmer of confusion brewed in his eyes.
Wu Chi's eyes widened and he said in a deep voice: "Not to mention two palms, even if you add two feet together, it counts as one move, let's go..." He stopped in vain mid-sentence, and he saw a pair of hands that looked like a deep pool of clear water.
As deep as his eyes, when he looked at each other, he seemed to be able to see two dreamlike brilliance flashing in those eyes, attracting him to continue looking.
Dream-like brilliance flickers faintly, and there is an intoxicating world at the end of the eyes. It seems close but far away, as if it can make people's minds sink...