Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five: Wuhou Battles the Blood Monk (2)
Linghu Zanghun first said to Su Qinghou: "Master Su, the matter between us has not been settled yet, so I won't fight you. When our matter is settled, if you are interested, I will accompany you at any time."
At this time, the smart Su Jin'er seemed to know what Linghu Zanghun was going to say. She looked at Linghu Zanghun with a begging look in her eyes, and she even shook her head slightly towards Linghu Zanghun.
Linghu Zanghun's heart trembled, and he avoided Su Jin'er's pleading eyes.
Linghu Zanghun looked at Lin Yi again and said: "You have experienced a fierce battle, your internal strength was exhausted, and you were injured. I, Linghu Zanghun, will never take advantage of others' danger! Now I have decided to fight a life and death battle with you. After one month, if you arrive
When you and I were still alive, we were here to fight to the death! On that day, either I, Linghu Zanghun, will die, or you, Lin Yi, will die! Only one of us can leave alive, so you should not fight!"
Either I, Linghu Zanghun, dies, or you, Lin Yi, die!
This voice echoed in the field.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, how much hatred there was!
It turns out that Linghu hiding his soul is not taking advantage of others' danger.
This has made many martial arts people begin to appreciate Linghu’s hidden soul.
The biased view on Linghu’s hidden soul has also changed.
Lin Yi stared at Linghu Zanghun and said: "I admire the upright King of Tibet. One month later, right here, we will fight for life and death. See you and never leave. From now on, there will be you without me, me without you in the world!"
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There is you without me, there is me without you!
These eight words were equally sonorous and powerful, echoing in the audience.
Lin Yi readily agreed to Linghu Zanghun's death promise on the spot, making the crowd excited.
The previous battle between Lin Tianshu and Lin Yi was thrilling because both sides could decide life or death with hundreds of moves.
The life and death battle between Linghu Zanghun and Lin Yi has no restrictions, and the two are now the sun and the moon in the world. That will be the real peak battle! By then, who will live and who will die? Thinking about it makes me sad
People were excited.
Many people even plan to stay in Jinju for a month, waiting to watch this peak match that is rare in a century.
Now that Lin Yi accepted the challenge, Linghu raised his cloak and turned towards the greenhouse.
He thought in his heart: Second brother, Feng Shuo, Fengyun... One month later, I will take Lin Yi's head to sacrifice to your soul in heaven! From now on, there will be no more ponyboys in the world...
Linghu returned to the shed with his soul hidden, and he sat in his previous position again.
Qin Dingfang and others were still standing where they were.
Although Linghu Zanghun made an appointment with Lin Yi to decide his life and death after one month, it had nothing to do with him, Qin Dingfang.
Now, he is about to settle accounts with the people in the southern border.
Of course, this was what he had planned in advance.
He looked at Lin Yi, and Lin Yi looked at him.
Lin Yi knew Qin Dingfang too well, and Qin Dingfang would never give up.
At this time, Mo Rushan coughed slightly, and he took a few steps forward and stood between the two of them to show his impartiality.
Mo Rushan said: "Since King Lin has promised King Zang a life-and-death agreement. King Lin and King Qin, then should this martial arts conference end..."
This is the first time in Mo Rushan's life to host a martial arts conference.
In fact, Qin Dingfang beat him to the shelves.
He really felt useless and embarrassed at the moment.
He can completely imagine that he will become a joke in the martial arts community in the future.
"Then let's end it and let them all disperse. Whatever needs to be done, do it. If you need to eat, eat it. If you need to go home, hug your wife and babysit your children, do it. If you need to repay a favor, repay it..."
Speaking of this, Qin Dingfang stared at Lin Yi with a murderous look in his eyes. He said again and again: "The one who deserves to be hated is—Xue!"
Of course everyone present could hear the meaning of Qin Dingfang's words.
Mo Rushan went to see Lin Yi again to see if he had any objections.
Lin Yi said: "The King of Qin is right, let's break up."
Mo Rushan obtained the consent of the two and was about to announce the end of the martial arts conference when suddenly a person said: "Wait a minute..."
It turned out that the person who spoke was the mysterious ghost-faced man.
The ghost-faced man walked forward, looked at Su Qinghou and said: "Master Hou, I have two wishes in my life. One is to fight King Wu, and the other is to fight Su Hou. This is my long-cherished wish. I can't do it any other day.
As the sun hits the sun, I will take advantage of the martial arts competition to ask Lord Marquis to grant my long-cherished wish."
Su Qinghou said quietly: "You don't even dare to show my face, so you are not qualified to challenge me."
So the ghost-faced man slowly pulled off the ghost mask on his face in front of everyone.
His true self also appeared.
It turned out that he was a monk in his sixties.
His eyebrows were gray, his face was red, and he had a rosy nose.
There was a blood-red birthmark on his face, like a blood stain oozing from it.
In fact, Lin Yi and Su Qinghou already knew that the ghost-faced man was the blood monk of Tianzhu, and now they finally saw the blood monk's true appearance.
And this ghost-faced man is none other than the Blood Monk of Tianzhu.
When Zuo Chaoyang saw his master showing his true face, he hurried forward and said respectfully: "Master..."
Zuo Chaoyang called him master, but he didn't know what to say.
He really didn't expect that his master would come to the Central Plains again and serve Qin Dingfang.
Now he and his master are enemies.
Zuo Chaoyang's heart was filled with confusion.
Tianzhu Blood Monk faced Zuo Chaoyang, but he was very calm. He said: "Chaoyang, you don't have to be in trouble, and I don't have to be in trouble. Although you and I are masters and disciples, we are each our masters now. Let's do our best."
Zuo Chaoyang said: "Yes..."
Although Zuo Chaoyang didn't know why the master came to the Central Plains to help Qin Dingfang, he knew that the master must also have difficulties.
Now the master and the disciple can only do their own thing and do their best.
At this moment, the Tianzhu Blood Monk showed his true face, and some younger and older martial arts people recognized him.
Because they had watched the battle between Tianzhu Blood Monk and Qin Tang.
Although the Blood Monk was defeated by Qin Tang in the end, it was still a wonderful showdown.
Someone exclaimed loudly: "It turns out to be the Blood Monk of Tianzhu!"
Now everyone knew that this monk turned out to be the Blood Monk of Tianzhu who fought against the Qin and Tang Dynasties.
The Blood Monk of Tianzhu said to Su Qinghou, who was single, "Amitabha, am I qualified to learn Wuhou's magical skills now?"
Su Qinghou said: "It turns out to be Master Blood Monk. I'm glad to meet you. When you fought against King Wu, I was still a child. But I also went to see it. Things are really changing like clouds. I didn't expect that now you are here again.
I'm going to fight again."
The bloody monk of Tianzhu said: "Back then I was defeated by King Wu. I originally wanted to come to the Central Plains to ask King Wu for advice in the future, but King Wu passed away, which is a pity. Although King Wu has passed away, Marquis Wu is still at the peak of his power, so I still ask Marquis Wu to be satisfied.
I wish."
It turns out that this Tianzhu blood monk is also a martial arts fanatic.
He was defeated at the hands of Qin and Tang, and later at the hands of the Ape Man King.
Although the battle between him and the Ape Man King took place in the mountains and forests, and the Ape Man King occupied all the time and place, he barely defeated the Tianzhu Blood Monk. However, the Tianzhu Blood Monk regarded these two defeats as the two greatest humiliations in his life.
From then on, he returned to Tianzhu and hid in the mountains, practicing martial arts all day long and swearing to avenge his shame. He also wanted to fight for glory for Tianzhu. In the end, he practiced the "Evil-Breaking Buddha's Heart Palm" to its peak.
But I didn't expect that the martial arts in the Central Plains would change, and Qin and Tang were already dead.
It left the Blood Monk of Tianzhu with a regret that will never be filled.
He went to find the Ape-Man King again, but it turned out that the Ape-Man King was cunning and knew that he was no longer a match for the Tianzhu Blood Monk. Anyway, he had defeated the Tianzhu Blood Monk before and could not let his reputation be ruined. So the Ape-Man King found various reasons to refuse and refused to fight.