Today is the last day of the World Martial Arts Tournament. After today, it will be decided who is the real number one in the world. Therefore, not only the people of Chang'an are extremely enthusiastic about today's competition, but even some people who have never come to watch the competition on weekdays are attracted.
Even Li Shimin took time out of his busy schedule to come to the martial arts hall to watch the final battle.
"General Ling Yun will win!"
"The Heavenly Sword is invincible!"
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The semi-finals had not yet started, but the audience was already cheering enthusiastically. Of course, in addition to Yan Ling's four fans, Yan Ling estimated that many of them were gamblers who bought the outcome of the game.
Nowadays, the popularity of the Budokai in Chang'an remains high, and a series of official or gloomy industry prototypes have sprung up around the Budokai. According to Yan Ling's estimation, as long as the Budokai is held a few more times and the content of the conference is enriched, the World Martial Arts Club will definitely
It will be more influential than the modern World Cup.
Moreover, Li Shimin is also making plans in this direction. This is a great opportunity for the imperial court to exert influence on Wulin. It is impossible for Li Shimin to let go of such a good thing.
"Four masters are invited to appear!" Li Jing's deep voice sounded in the martial arts hall.
Yan Ling, Song Que and others boarded two intact arenas and faced off against each other. Today's schedule is the semi-finals in the morning and the finals in the afternoon. For the sake of fairness, the semi-finals are held at the same time, which allows those participating in the finals to be relatively equal.
training time.
Because the winner of the competition is determined by the masters, it is impossible to escape unscathed. Whoever is in better condition during the competition can have an advantage during the competition. Therefore, the semi-finals end with smaller injuries and shorter time.
, you can have the initiative in the afternoon finals.
"Master Zhong, who do you think can enter the finals?"
At this time, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and others have joined Li Shimin, and they are also discussing who can finally compete for the title of No. 1 in the world.
"I don't know." Kou Zhong grinned and said, "These four people are all unfathomable. Anyway, I can't guess who is more powerful. Mr. Ling, what do you think?"
"I don't know either!" Xu Ziling said honestly.
Ba Fenghan gently stroked his long sword, his eyes were cold but his words were warm and he said: "You will know after watching the game, right?"
"That's right." Hou Xibai chuckled softly, waving his folding fan and chatting and laughing softly with Master Fei Xuan. For Hou Xibai, the beauty of life is nothing more than a beautiful smile, and all that amazing beauty will shine in this moment.
Yan Ling looked at his opponent Ning Daoqi carefully. He was an old man with five long beards and an elegant and simple face. His eyes were deep and void, giving off the aura of a hermit.
Yan Ling doesn't have a good impression of Ning Daoqi, because Ning Daoqi is known as the number one master of Taoism, but he has been working for Buddhism and has nothing to do with Cihang Jingzhai; but he doesn't have any bad feelings, after all, Ning Daoqi's title of "San Zhenren" is
It has been exposed that he is just a layman in Taoism. In order to go further, it is common sense to seek refuge in Buddhism.
"General Yan, please!" Xu Shi has gone through many vicissitudes of life, and Ning Daoqi has seen through the world. No matter who he faces, he is calm and smiling.
"boom!"
Yan Ling was not polite, and smashed the ground with his foot. His momentum was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, trying to choose people to devour, full of violence.
Ning Daoqi's ethereal aura changed, and he stretched out his arms and soared into the air, like a prehistoric violent ape. His aura was even more explosive than that of Yan Ling. He stretched out his hand in the air, and the air around him became stagnant, and then the heaven and earth worked together to suppress Yan Ling.
Everyone in the world has heard of Sanren Ning Daoqi’s Sanshou Bapu, and thinks that Sanshou Bapu has only eight moves, but they don’t know that the essence of Sanshou Bapu lies in the word "Xu", which can bring anger, so it is infinite and pure.
, then this emptiness is reality, and the states between emptiness and reality, although they are hundreds of different, are nothing but the way of nature, mysterious and mysterious, neither big nor small.
Ning Daoqi was born in Taoism, with nine as the ultimate number, so he named Sanshou Bapu because Ning Daoqi has not yet understood the realm of perfection. Once Sanshou Bapu is renamed Sanshou Jiupu, Ning Daoqi's strength will reach a higher level.
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At this time, Ning Daoqi volleyed and killed, and the changes between reality and reality blurred the boundaries between false and real. It seemed that he had truly transformed into a violent ape, killing violently and with unrivaled ferocity!
Yan Ling was not afraid at all. The meridians all over his body were bulging, and his blood was rushing rapidly. An infinite force was gathered in his hands, and he punched out, as if he was going to shatter the void.
"Peng!"
The energy is overflowing and the surroundings are shaking!
Yan Ling bucked the trend and fought with Ning Daoqi from above the ring. He launched more than a dozen moves in the air. This was something that was unimaginable before. In Chinese martial arts, strength starts from the ground. Fighting in the air is definitely unwise.
, but the emergence of Zhenqi has made people in the martial arts no longer have such restrictions. As long as the Zhenqi is strong and strong, it is easy to breathe in the air.
Unlike Yan Ling's explosive moves, which are extremely powerful, Ning Daoqi's moves are ever-changing, and his aura is real and illusory, making it difficult to grasp. The bulging sleeves of his robes are filled with true energy that makes Yan Ling's violent offensive in vain.
"call!"
Yan Ling fell from the air, breathing rapidly, and launched a series of violent attacks. Even Yan Ling's tyrannical body was a little tired, and Ning Daoqi was even more so. In order to resist Yan Ling's unparalleled strange power, he had to consume a lot of infuriating energy before he could
Evenly matched with Yan Ling.
Suddenly, Yan Ling laughed loudly and said: "Brother Taoist Sanshou Bapu is indeed well-deserved, but if that's all it is, I'm afraid Brother Taoist will not escape defeat!"
Hearing this, Kou Zhong and others in the audience gasped. The volley attack between Yan Ling and Ning Daoqi just now was enough to shock people. Isn't this Yan Ling's strongest strength?
Ning Daoqi still said calmly: "General Yan has unparalleled power, which I have never seen before. As long as General Yan can take Lao Dao's last move, Lao Dao can surrender!"
After that, Ning Daoqi's aura changed again. Two completely different auras, domineering and misty, coexisted harmoniously on him and merged into one. His body suddenly soared into the air, surrounded by air currents, as if he were the overlord of heaven and earth.
Ning Daoqi's martial arts spirit was all based on Zhuangzi's theory. Now he stretched out his arms and soared into the air, just like a Kunpeng going out to sea, commanding the world. Yan Ling felt that his whole body was stagnant. The surroundings were already under Ning Daoqi's control. Ning Daoqi raised his hands and feet with energy rolling in.
Heaven and earth follow you!
"This is right!"
Yan Ling cheered happily, his blood boiling, and his infinite fighting spirit soared to the sky. Since this "heaven" has been controlled by others, I will break out of the shackles of this world and be free and at ease. The joy of fighting is to break everything.
Yan Ling's fist was close to his waist and abdomen, and his bones made a muffled sound. His blood was rushing like a gunpowder keg, containing infinite power. Ning Daoqi's volley attack was the flame that ignited the fuse.
"Bang bang bang!"
Yan Ling alternated his fists, punching out dozens of times in an instant, using random arrows to explode with infinite energy. At the same time, the true energy in his body circulated to the extreme, and the wide and tough meridians felt the pressure.
Ning Daoqi's fists, claws and palms kept changing, and the surrounding air currents continued to attack Yan Ling. However, he still underestimated Yan Ling's explosion. The power of the Vajra Palm shot by Yan Ling's random arrows broke through the defense, and punched him in the chest, causing the waves to turn endlessly.
The power raged inside his body, causing Ning Daoqi to fall into the ring like a kite with its string cut off.
"snort!"
A mouthful of blood rushed up to his throat. Yan Ling groaned and forcefully swallowed it.
"Sure enough, he is the number one in Taoism!" Yan Ling thought to himself. Ning Daoqi was hit by him with his nine-turn technique, but he was able to take advantage of the situation and return a kick. This made Yan Ling extremely admired!
"master!"
Shi Feixuan and Xu Ziling flew forward together and helped Ning Daoqi up, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, Shi Feixuan also took out a bottle of healing pills and fed them to Ning Daoqi to swallow.
Ning Daoqi closed his eyes and looked at Yan Ling for a while, then said slowly: "It's all right, General Yan is indeed an extraordinary person, and his physique is far superior to mine!" (To be continued)