Chapter 694: The Battle of Life and Death (Part 2)
Yang Fan's voice reached the ears of everyone in the field clearly, and the three old men in Tang suits could naturally hear it clearly. The one in the middle was tall and had a childlike face, and the two old men beside him heard it clearly.
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The old man in the middle raised his eyebrows, and a flash of displeasure flashed across his eyes. He ignored Yang Fan who bowed his hands and saluted, but turned his attention to the Chinese martial arts people.
"Longya Yangfan makes an appointment with Wuhun to worship, a life and death battle!" The old man with eyebrows opened and closed his mouth slightly, and the vast voice sounded like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, spreading to every corner of the venue.
Everyone in the Chinese Martial Arts cast their eyes on Xu Qing. Wang Tiangang reached out and grabbed the back of his disciple's hand, and whispered: "This guy has ulterior motives, please think about it!"
Xu Qing smiled faintly and said: "Master, do you still remember the saying about beating evil dogs? When you encounter an evil dog, you run away and it will chase and bite you. If you stop it, it will bark at it. The only way is to interrupt its tuǐ, or simply just
Kill it to prevent it from harming others."
Wang Tiangang is one of the few people who knows that he has learned the Bodhidharma Palm Technique. He has a firm confidence in this good disciple. This kid can definitely do it, so let him go and maim that vicious dog! Thinking of this,
The slap on the back of Xu Qing's hand was loosened and retracted.
Xu Qing stood up from his seat, bowed his hands to the host desk from a distance and said: "Three seniors testified that Xu Qing is willing to fight with this man named Yang. He is worried about by vicious dogs every day. He cannot eat well and sleep restlessly. I don't want to be beaten."
If a dog bites, you must maim it or kill it, that’s the reason.”
There is nothing formal about this answer. It directly compares Yang Fan to a vicious dog, or a troublemaker with poor dog quality. It sounds much more plain and simple than Yang Fan's covert answer just now.
Yang Fan was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to rush up and eat this guy alive, but with the three elders of the Shengwu Hall in front of him, he could only endure it. He took out two Xuanyuan Tianjing from his pocket and walked directly to the host table.
Tianjing placed it on the left corner of the table and said: "This is the small lottery that Xu Gongfeng and I agreed on. Please let the three seniors notarize it."
Xu Qing also took out three Heaven Crystals and held them in his hand. He walked to the front of the host table with a smile and put the Heaven Crystals in his hands together with Yang Fan's two. He was cautious and deliberately gave away only three Heaven Crystals.
Crystals, the two largest ones hang around my neck.
"Anyway, whoever wins gets it. It's convenient to put it in a pile." This is absolutely true. He took advantage of this moment to secretly scan Yang Fan's body with his clairvoyant eyes, originally intending to nip it in the bud.
, I didn’t expect to find something fishy at this glance. There were two packets of white powder hidden in the leather shoes on this guy’s feet. There were also a row of small holes in the soles. As long as he kicked his legs, the powder would definitely be ejected.
Gotta splash around.
Yang Fan never expected that the other party could see through the secrets of the soles. Now all his attention was focused on the three sky crystals, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes unconsciously. On the other hand, Xiao Xu was much calmer, and he didn't even bother
Take another look at the sky crystal.
The old man in the middle glanced at Xu Qing, took out two things that looked like contracts from under the table, and placed one in front of each of them. Xu Qing could not help but be stunned when he saw the title at the top clearly, because Long Fei was above it.
Feng Zuoru wrote three big characters: life and death!
In these days, the chance of the appearance of such top-notch things as life and death is completely negligible, but today Xu Qing encountered one. Except for a few casualties, no one is allowed to retaliate, and no weapons such as firearms are allowed.
...But I missed one point, poison is not allowed.
Xu Qing said something when he wanted to, and immediately pointed to the clause on the life and death certificate and said, "Can poison be used?" The three old men were a little embarrassed by this question. They really didn't expect this.
The Shoumei old man handed over two pens expressionlessly and said sternly: "It is forbidden to use poison, otherwise you will lose, just sign!" Yang Fan's expression changed when he heard this, and he secretly scolded Xu Qing again.
several times.
Yang Fan took the pen and signed his name seriously. Xu Qing glanced over and couldn't help but curled his lips. This guy's handwriting was so bad that he seemed to be unsteady on his feet. He picked up the pen and signed his name.
He looked at Yang Fan with disdain and said to himself, I want to use poisonous brother, but I am too lazy to expose you, let's wait and see...
The old man with long eyebrows gave up his gesture of life and death, and said in his voice without the slightest hint of fireworks: "Give it a try, life or death."
Yang Fan turned around and stepped out, his figure rising steadily like a ladder, his feet stepping one after another, like a bird floating in the rainforest. He stood still at his feet and raised his head with his hands behind his back, looking at Xu Qing who was still standing there.
Xu Qing shook his long hair from the back of his head, and rushed forward with two sliding steps under his feet. His whole body flew towards the field below like a discharged cannonball, without any fancy steps, just one word, quick! The scene can be
No more than one slap could capture the movement of his body. Most people only felt that Xiao Xu was already standing opposite Yangfan in the blink of an eye.
Before Yang Fan could stand firm, his feet moved, and his palms came to him. Now it was crucial for the two of them to fight desperately to seize the opportunity.
The two palms seemed to be erratic and weak, but in fact they contained an extremely cold energy. Xu Qing felt a chill in his chest before they were touched. If these two palms really hit him, the feeling would be satisfying.
"It's a yīn thing, try my Zhengyang Palm." Xu Qing shouted and quickly turned out his palms, two hot and fierce Zhengyang Qi hit the opponent's palm wind, and the second move of Zhengyang Palm was Yang.
Xushanli is designed to break all kinds of yin and cold internal energy.
It's as cold as the top of a thousand-year-old snow peak, and as fierce as the scorching sun that can melt ice. The two qi energies that go to extremes melt and devour each other in the air. A dense and dense mass of water vapor rises from the point where the qi energies meet.
Under everyone's gaze, a mushroom-like gas cloud formed.
This kind of mushroom cloud is different from the mushroom-shaped cloud produced by a strong explosion, but the product of the collision of the cold energy of two heavenly warriors. The most peculiar thing is that the mushroom cloud that lies between the two people is divided into two parts, half of which is as white as frost.
Half of the snow was as red as the clouds, and the two were locked in each other but refused to give in. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this palm was worth two and a half pounds.
Yang Fan's cold eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he slapped two palms with his arms like lightning. With the momentum of the palms still in motion, his body flew like a top, and he walked around the gas cloud like a ghost.
Xu Qing turned around like a revolving lantern, his feet kept moving, and afterimages piled up one after another, making it difficult to figure out where he was.
Speed is not Xu Qing's specialty. What he likes most is head-to-head fighting. When he meets an opponent of the same level who is good at speed, he can't help but feel a headache. He yells to cheer up, and shoots out with his palms like the wind, fluffy.
The seven-position Zhengyang Palm rolls like thunder, and the majestic energy blooms like a cloud. On the surface, it seems that he has the upper hand. Only Mr. Jun and the three elders on the stage can clearly see that every palm of his hand is on the ground.