Chapter 2378 Rules of the rivers and lakes, heads-up
Suo Chi had a dark face and glared at the martial arts masters in the Central Plains. To tell the truth, Suo Chi was actually a little unjust. Yipintang's actions in the Central Plains had nothing to do with him. He joined Yipintang halfway. How could Yipintang trust him?
Nor will he tell him all the secrets of Yipintang.
Moreover, this guy has been responsible for Yipintang and the research of Tianbu Dan since he joined Yipintang. He has never left Xixia at all, nor has he participated in Yipintang’s plan to lurk in various factions in the Central Plains. But who asked him to join Yipintang to mess with it!
Yipintang suffered heavy losses, and only Master Suo Chitian and a few top-notch masters who had achieved drug breakthroughs were left on the scene. These people were surrounded by masters from the Central Plains.
But what makes the boss and others extremely distressed is that after Suo Chi said a few words, all the people in Zhongyuan stopped.
"You, you keep saying that you are a righteous person, but you actually did such a sneak attack, and now you are even bullying the minority! You are not a righteous person!"
As soon as Suo Chi said these words, the masters of various sects in the Central Plains actually stopped. After a while, a great monk from Shaolin Bodhidharma Hall stood up!
"Amitabha, what your organization has stolen are the martial arts secrets passed down by our sects and masters. Non-disciples of our sect are not allowed to learn them. If all the donors can cancel their martial arts, we guarantee your life safety!"
As soon as the great Shaolin monk said these words, the expressions of Suo Chi and the few remaining Yipintang masters changed instantly. They asked them to abandon their martial arts, especially the top masters who abandoned their martial arts. It would be better to kill them!
After a moment of silence, Suo Chi suddenly laughed a few times, "Since you are all masters of various factions in the Central Plains, let's follow the rules of the martial arts! One-on-one, if I die in your hands, I have nothing to say!
But if I am lucky enough to save you, then please follow the rules of the world and evacuate this place immediately!"
The masters from various factions in the Central Plains looked at each other, discussed a few words, and actually agreed to Suo Chi's request. Fortunately, these people in the Central Plains were not stupid enough to be led around by others. One of the masters said: "Okay, then
Just follow the rules of the arena, win two out of three!"
"Are these people sick? They are so advantaged that they would agree to such a request!" Lao San, who was lurking not far away, saw this situation and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.
The fourth child sneered twice, "They are all big sects, and they are all top-notch masters of each sect. They all want to save face. No one will take the lead and refuse! Naturally, they will lead you away!"
"Made, you have to save face and suffer the consequences!"
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"Chen Feng from Yipintang, let us learn from all the heroes from the Central Plains!" One person from Yipintang stood up first.
A group of masters from the Central Plains looked at each other, and finally an elder from the Quanzhen Sect stood up.
The masters of Yipintang are quite strong. Although they have taken pills to break through, they should have been masters of physical training before and their bodies are very strong. However, their shortcomings are obvious. Their speed and reaction are no match for the elders of Quanzhen Sect.
After fighting dozens of moves, the man was at a disadvantage. The people from Yipintang were indeed ruthless. Seeing that he was about to lose, he even resorted to the self-sacrifice technique, hoping to die together with the elders of the Quanzhen Sect and fight for a draw.
However, the elders of the Quanzhen Sect were very experienced. With their Quanzhen sword skills, they instantly switched from offense to defense. After withstanding a few life-threatening moves from the master of the First Grade Hall, he successfully chopped him to the ground.
Suo Chi's face became even more gloomy when he saw that even the Central Plains master could not be hurt even though he had sacrificed his own skills.
He looked back at the few people left, pondered for a moment, and pointed out one person. The man immediately raised his sword and stepped forward, "I have practiced a few sword techniques of the Huashan School. I came here to challenge the head of the Huashan School and Fengbu Ping, Your Excellency!"
This time Yipintang directly ordered Feng Buping. Yipintang obviously knew that Feng Buping was in the early stage of being a first-class player. Among all the masters in the Central Plains, he was the weakest. Relatively speaking, he had the best chance of winning if he challenged Feng Buping.
Being looked down upon, Feng Buping was a little angry, picked up his sword and jumped out, "Okay! Then I'll show you what the real swordsmanship of Huashan is!"
That Yipintang master had obviously learned a lot of swordsmanship from Huashan, and he should have been a swordsman in the first place. Although his strength was indeed not as good as Feng Buping's, in terms of swordsmanship alone, it can be said that he was on par with Feng Buping.
The two fought fiercely for dozens of moves. The Huashan Sword Technique used by Feng Buping was even used by his opponent, which made Feng Buping feel a little uncomfortable. He couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "Madeh, Yue Buqun actually let
These guys have learned the anti-Five Mountains sword technique!"
The masters of the first-level swordsmanship hall of the Huashan School all had tricks that could be broken, which forced him to use the Swift Wind Sword! The Swift Wind Sword was Feng Buping's favorite swordsmanship created after living in seclusion in the mountains for fifteen years, but it was not in Huashan.
On the back mountain stone wall.
There was a faint sound of wind coming from the force of the sword's sword. Every move of the sword was as fast as a sword. The sound of the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it was extremely powerful. The energy from the sword's edge gradually expanded, and the opponent only felt it.
The cold was overwhelming, and my face and hands were aching from the strong wind.
Sure enough, after Feng Buping used the Swift Wind Sword, his opponent had no power to parry, and was quickly defeated by Feng Buping. Although he was defeated, the people in the First Grade Hall were not convinced, "My strength is not as good as your Excellency Feng Buping.
But you didn’t defeat me with the Huashan School’s swordsmanship! I don’t accept that you won in this feud!”
"Haha, such strong words! This is the sword technique created by the leader Feng Buping. How can it not be regarded as the Huashan sword technique!"
"Haha, when you created this sword technique, Your Excellency Feng Buping was not a disciple of Huashan!"
"You have strength in numbers, and you can do whatever you say, but we still refuse to accept it!"
The two sides quarreled for a while, and Suo Chi said: "How about a draw this time? Let's decide the outcome in a battle next! When I was in the Western Regions, I heard about the masters of various sects and their strong martial arts, but I have never been able to learn from them. Today
If I have this opportunity, I will have a good competition with you all! We will decide whether we are superior or not, and we will decide whether to live or die!"
Suo Chi's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, but think about it, if you win, you will naturally be able to win, but if you lose, you will never escape. What they say is a matter of life and death, just to suppress the opponent's momentum.
All the masters in the Central Plains could see that this Suo Chi was different from the two people in front of Yipintang. This guy was just like them, a truly super first-class master, and everyone was very cautious.
In the end, the great monk of Shaolin Temple stood up and said, "Amitabha! In this case, the poor monk has done this with the donor!"
