At this moment, in the main square of the Zhenwu Hall, an elder in Chinese robes reached out and grabbed the arm of the young man in black robe to prevent him from pursuing Yi Xifeng further, and said coldly: "There is a poisonous needle in the palm of my hand. Isn't this sparring a little sinister?"
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"Elder Zeng Feng!!" The disciples in the audience exclaimed when they saw the person coming.
The person who came was none other than Zeng Feng, the second elder of the Zhenwu Hall who had just negotiated with the Divine Sect!
The young man in black robe withdrew the strength in his hand and said coldly: "Let go."
Zeng Feng let go of his arm and turned to look at Yi Xifeng, with a hint of worry on his brows, and said in a deep voice: "Go down and rest. I will take care of the antidote, so there is no need to worry."
Yi Xifeng's face turned pale, and he nodded reluctantly, thinking that his inner energy was blocked, otherwise there would be no need to worry about the poisonous needle. At this time, a Zhenwu Hall disciple had already stepped forward to the square, holding Yi Xifeng's body.
Walked down the field.
The young man in black robe snorted coldly, turned around and left the square. With every step he took, the sand and dust behind him flew up, instantly submerging his body. When the sand and dust dissipated, the mask that was knocked away by Yi Xifeng,
It was back on his face.
"What are the rules of your Zhenwu Hall? He is only allowed to use swords, but I am not allowed to use poisonous needles as weapons?" The young man's voice was soft and thin, and his tone was extremely flat.
"It seems to make sense. This kid hasn't spoken a word and hasn't accepted the fight."
"There is a hammer principle. Using poisonous needles as weapons is more or less ideologically unethical!"
"But after Junior Brother Li's sword was crushed, he didn't use his inner strength to continue attacking. I think this pretty boy won this round!"
There was a lot of discussion in the audience. Zeng Feng, who was on the stage, exerted all his energy, and a loud bell-like voice drowned out the noise below:
"Friends of the divine religion, please give me medicine!"
The young man in black robe took off his mask, revealing his pale face. He sneered, took out another silver needle from his palm, held it between his thumb and index finger, and put the tip of the needle to his lips and blew lightly.
“I only study poisons, never antidotes. Update without errors@”
"Then what do you do if you accidentally get hit?" Zeng Feng asked with a frown.
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Death."
Yi Xifeng looked at the young man in black robe holding the silver needle in his hand, and thought to himself: "Come on, talk about it, don't lick that silver needle next to your lips! The poison on my body is still there
I hope you can figure it out, but don’t be so hasty!"
Naturally, the young man in black robe did not lick the silver needle beside his mouth, but his joking eyes also showed that the other party would not hand over the antidote easily.
Zeng Feng frowned slightly and was also weighing the pros and cons of this matter.
"Death, or get through it! If you can't get through it, it proves that you are not fit to live~" The young man glanced at Yi Xifeng who fell to the ground, and added lightly.
After Zeng Feng heard this, without saying a word, he channeled his inner energy into his palms and walked towards the young man in black robe on the other side of the ring with great energy.
The rules of warriors have always been like this. When polite persuasion fails, the true seal can only be seen under the fist. This is the conflict between the Zhenwu Dao Temple and the divine religion, and this is also the case with this wounding incident.
"Elder Zeng is about to take action! Haha, I have long been unhappy with these little beasts from the cult!"
"I hope the elder will be gentle. If he is beaten to death, the divine sect will definitely come looking for trouble."
The Zhenwu Hall disciples in the audience were noisy, and no one was optimistic that this young man in black robe could defeat Elder Zeng Feng.
The age of the two of them is very different, and their combat experience is also very different. Moreover, most of the Zhenwu Hall disciples have seen the power of Elder Zeng Feng's Youlong Xiaoyao Palm. They have begun to discuss privately whether this unlucky guy can withstand it.
A few tricks.
But among the people present, there was only one Zhenwutang disciple who really knew both sides. It was Wei Wuji who was standing alone in a corner of the square, silently watching the competition!
He knew in his heart that the winning and losing strength of both sides in this competition was actually...
50/50.
I saw the young man in black robe on the stage calmly, with his palms facing down. Countless sand and dust on the ground gathered towards his palms. Almost instantly, they turned into two huge sand balls rotating at high speed. The billowing smoke and dust covered the entire ring.
Let everyone in the audience see the battle clearly.
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Zeng Feng hesitated for a moment, and after repeatedly confirming that the opponent's strength was at the level of the Knight's Ascension Realm, he stepped forward in a circuitous way around the center of the sand ball, raising and lowering his arms to form the starting position of the Wandering Dragon Palm Technique.
Yi Xifeng sat cross-legged not far from the square and watched everything that happened on the field. When he saw the second elder's "Wandering Dragon" palm technique, his eyes showed a look of shock.
"Wandering Dragon Palm Technique? How could it be possible? When did the Zhenwu Dao Hall introduce the Floating Dragon Palm Technique? Could it be that the Winged Dragon Palm Technique of Master Cheng Qian was passed down from the Zhenwu Hall?" Many questions came to mind at once, and the Wandering Dragon Split the Sky Palm technique
It is Li Chengqian's own palm technique, and it is also the first martial art that Yi Xifeng learned.
Including later, he created his own "Wandering Dragon Four Symbols Boom", "Wandering Dragon Eight Extremes Collapse", and "Wandering Dragon Tai Chi Feng" based on the martial arts of his previous life. To this day, the fist and palm skills used by Yi Xifeng are basically
The above are all adhering to Li Chengqian's "True Meaning of the Wandering Dragon".
However, at this moment in the square, Elder Zeng used the Wandering Dragon Xiaoyao Palm. Although he could see the shadow of Zhenwu Dao Hall's palm technique, the familiar true meaning of the Wandering Dragon was unmistakable no matter what.
"How could this be? Could it be that the Wandering Dragon Palm technique of Master Cheng Qian was inherited from the Zhenwu Dao Hall?"
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Yi Xifeng continued to watch the battle between the second elder and the young man in black robes. As someone who actually fought against him, Yi Xifeng knew in his heart that the true strength of this masked man who looked sinister and low-key should not be underestimated.
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The Wandering Dragon Xiaoyao Palm is a move that is both offensive and defensive. It is one of the three secret techniques of Zhenwu Daodian. It is a palm technique that uses the position to gain the "power" when fighting the opponent, and then follows the trend to defeat the opponent with the help of the way of heaven.
For this palm technique, you need to first understand the true meaning of Tai Chi Bagua, and unfold the eight gates of Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, and Kan with yourself as the center. Move them around according to the enemy's attributes and attack direction, so that the enemy's position is always maintained.
Be on the disadvantaged side and win.
"Xun Kekun, thousands of trees break the ground!"
Elder Zeng Feng had already circled to the southwest of the black-robed young man, representing the "Xun" position that restrained "Kun", and immediately launched an attack!
Suddenly, there was only a violent explosion, a flash of lightning in the smoke, and countless sand and stones shot out from the smoke like sharp arrows. Their flying speed was no less than that of a demon-breaking crossbow fired close at hand!
Zeng Feng's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously drew a circle with his hands in front of his chest. That was the defensive move of the Zhenwu Dao Palace - the starting position of Tai Chi Xingyi!
A Tai Chi diagram formed on his chest, and the sand and stones hit it as if hitting cotton. They no longer had any forward momentum and fell one after another.
Even though he reacted extremely quickly, when the Tai Chi Xing Yi was about to be completed, the flying sand in the lead had already surpassed the Tai Chi Xing Yi's defense and hit him in the waist and abdomen.
Zeng Feng took two steps back, and blood had already begun to ooze from his waist. Before he could adjust his posture, the young man in black robe came out of the dust and struck his chest with a palm filled with murderous intent.
"Collapsing mountains and shattering palms of sand!"
As the young man drank, a very thin silver needle protruded from between his fingers and was about to pierce Zeng Feng's chest!
"Connect, transform, and send out! Tai Chi Xingyi!"
His body quickly dodged to one side. Zeng Feng used his left hand to move the opponent's palm away. At the same time, he pushed his right hand towards the opposite side. The young man in black robe suddenly lost his balance and fell forward to the ground. _o_m
The young man in black robe lost his balance and kept calm. He hit the ground where he was about to fall and let his body bounce up. But at this moment, the young man in black robe turned his back to Zeng Feng, and his flaw was exposed!
Zeng Feng naturally would not miss this opportunity and was ready to knock the young man in black robe off the ring with one palm.
At this moment, Zeng Feng turned pale, took two trembling steps back, and said, "When did you..."
The young man in black robe slowly turned around, his eyes under the mask flashing with jest and cruelty.
"Elder Zeng Feng, the sand and gravel manipulated by *** are also poisonous. It's a pity..."
After saying this, he suddenly paused, stuck out a mouthful of blood, exposed a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, and said solemnly: "Did you realize it now?"
Seeing Zeng Feng covering his abdomen with one hand while adjusting his internal strength, the young man in black robe did not step forward to apply the wound. He had just been hit by the opponent's dragon palm, and the meridians in his body had already been damaged, but he still made a profit, after all, this silver needle
It is difficult for even a strong warrior to resist the poison.
He sneered and said: "Isn't Tai Chi Baguazhang particular about its positioning? The moment you threw me out, I was already directly north of you."
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Due north is Kun, which is the most shady place for sand and gravel.
At this moment, the dust that filled the arena had fallen, and the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they saw Elder Zeng Feng holding his stomach and standing in danger, while the other person on the other side was gearing up to fight with disdain.
"Elder Zeng Feng... won't lose to this brat, will he???"
"How can it be!"
"How is it impossible? It is a dominant religious sect. It occupies such a large area and it is natural for it to produce a few geniuses..."
Looking at the young man in black robe approaching Zeng Feng step by step on the stage, the audience was completely silent. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. There were even anxious disciples who were ready to go on stage to assist Elder Zeng Feng.
At this moment, the young man in black robe suddenly froze in his steps, and in the next moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him.
"Let you taste your own poison!"
Zeng Feng naturally would not miss this opportunity and was ready to knock the young man in black robe off the ring with one palm.
At this moment, Zeng Feng turned pale, took two trembling steps back, and said, "When did you..."
The young man in black robe slowly turned around, his eyes under the mask flashing with jest and cruelty.
"Elder Zeng Feng, the sand and gravel manipulated by *** are also poisonous. It's a pity..."
After saying this, he suddenly paused, stuck out a mouthful of blood, exposed a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, and said solemnly: "Did you realize it now?"
Seeing Zeng Feng covering his abdomen with one hand while adjusting his internal strength, the young man in black robe did not step forward to apply the wound. He had just been hit by the opponent's dragon palm, and the meridians in his body had already been damaged, but he still made a profit, after all, this silver needle
It is difficult for even a strong warrior to resist the poison.
He sneered and said: "Isn't Tai Chi Baguazhang particular about its positioning? The moment you threw me out, I was already directly north of you."
Due north is Kun, which is the most shady place for sand and gravel.
At this moment, the dust that filled the arena had fallen, and the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they saw Elder Zeng Feng holding his stomach and standing in danger, while the other person on the other side was gearing up to fight with disdain.
"Elder Zeng Feng... won't lose to this brat, will he???"
"How can it be!"
"How is it impossible? It is a dominant religious sect. It occupies such a large area and it is natural for it to produce a few geniuses..."
Looking at the young man in black robe approaching Zeng Feng step by step on the stage, the audience was completely silent. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. There were even anxious disciples who were ready to go on stage to assist Elder Zeng Feng.
At this moment, the young man in black robe suddenly froze in his steps, and in the next moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him.
"Let you have a taste of my own poison!" Zeng Feng naturally would not miss this opportunity and was ready to knock the young man in black robe off the ring with one palm.
At this moment, Zeng Feng turned pale, took two trembling steps back, and said, "When did you..."
The young man in black robe slowly turned around, his eyes under the mask flashing with jest and cruelty.
"Elder Zeng Feng, the sand and gravel manipulated by *** are also poisonous. It's a pity..."
After saying this, he suddenly paused, stuck out a mouthful of blood, exposed a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, and said solemnly: "Did you realize it now?"
Seeing Zeng Feng covering his abdomen with one hand while adjusting his internal strength, the young man in black robe did not step forward to apply the wound. He had just been hit by the opponent's dragon palm, and the meridians in his body had already been damaged, but he still made a profit, after all, this silver needle
It is difficult for even a strong warrior to resist the poison.
He sneered and said: "Isn't Tai Chi Baguazhang particular about its positioning? The moment you threw me out, I was already directly north of you."
Due north is Kun, which is the most shady place for sand and gravel.
At this moment, the dust that filled the arena had fallen, and the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they saw Elder Zeng Feng holding his stomach and standing in danger, while the other person on the other side was gearing up to fight with disdain.
"Elder Zeng Feng... won't lose to this brat, will he???"
"How can it be!"
"How is it impossible? It is a dominant religious sect. It occupies such a large area and it is natural for it to produce a few geniuses..."
Looking at the young man in black robe approaching Zeng Feng step by step on the stage, the audience was completely silent. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. There were even anxious disciples who were ready to go on stage to assist Elder Zeng Feng.
At this time, the young man in black robe suddenly stopped walking.
Stop, the next moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him.
"Let you have a taste of my own poison!" Zeng Feng naturally would not miss this opportunity and was ready to knock the young man in black robe off the ring with one palm.
At this moment, Zeng Feng turned pale, took two trembling steps back, and said, "When did you..."
The young man in black robe slowly turned around, his eyes under the mask flashing with jest and cruelty.
"Elder Zeng Feng, the sand and gravel manipulated by *** are also poisonous. It's a pity..."
After saying this, he suddenly paused, stuck out a mouthful of blood, exposed a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, and said solemnly: "Did you realize it now?"
Seeing Zeng Feng covering his abdomen with one hand while adjusting his internal strength, the young man in black robe did not step forward to apply the wound. He had just been hit by the opponent's dragon palm, and the meridians in his body had already been damaged, but he still made a profit, after all, this silver needle
It is difficult for even a strong warrior to resist the poison.
He sneered and said: "Isn't Tai Chi Bagua Zhang particular about its positioning? The moment you threw me out, I was already directly north of you. First update @ ".