Mou Rongtian made a move in the air, and Feichen's long sword greeted him. With a "pop", it pierced his left shoulder. The iron cloth shirt was instantly broken, and the long sword pierced into his thick muscles.
Mou Rongtian felt pain and hurriedly swung his sword to chop the opponent's right hand holding the sword. Feichen withdrew his sword to parry. Mou Rongtian was angry and shouted, "I will fight with you!" "Swish, swish, swish" and he slashed several times.
The sword, but unfortunately the sword was empty and could not hit the enemy. Even if there was determination to fight, it would be of no avail.
Shi Yi stamped his feet anxiously and tried to shoot the flying dust with his slingshot, but he couldn't hit it. He thought to himself: "Why am I such a waste!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ma Baihu was very anxious. If Mou Rongtian died under his rule, he would not be able to explain to Luo Sigong that he would be dismissed from office. The black gauze hat on his head was hard-won, but it was made with
Dignity and a lot of money are exchanged for it, how can it be lost?
Ma Baihu knew that what he had done in front of Fei Chen was in vain, and that if he went to help out, he was seeking death, so he hurriedly ran to the back house to find Jue Chen. He met the Taoist priest who had just greeted them head-on.
Ma Baihu said anxiously: "Taoist Master, have you reported it to the head of Juechen?"
The Taoist priest said: "I have reported it to Master. Master said he will be there in a moment."
Ma Baihu said: "Where is Taoist Master Juechen? Take me there quickly."
The Taoist priest said: "Please wait patiently for a while. Master is doing some cleaning and it is not convenient to see guests."
Ma Baihu said: "We can't wait any longer. Master Mou and Taoist Master Feichen are fighting. If we wait any longer, Master Mou will be dead."
The Taoist priest was startled and said: "You wait here, I will go and inform the master immediately."
Mou Rongtian and Fei Chen fought hard for more than thirty rounds, and they were about to lose their strength. At this time, Ma Baihu invited Taoist Master Jue Chen, and Jue Chen shouted: "Stop! Stop fighting!"
When Fei Chen saw his senior brother coming, he didn't stop and shouted: "Senior Brother, please leave him alone. I have to kill this Mou today."
Juechen said: "Lao San, what's your ability to bully a child? Don't embarrass the Kongtong Sect. Stop it!"
Feichen still didn't listen.
Juechen said: "Lao San, if you don't stop, I will have the family law take care of you."
When Fei Chen heard this, he didn't dare to fight anymore, and pulled away, saying dissatisfied: "Elder brother, what are you doing, why are you helping outsiders? I suffered the loss of this Mou before, now I want justice."
,What's wrong?"
Juechen said: "The only reason you suffered from him is because you don't respect your teachers enough, your academic skills are not high, and you don't have the ability. You asked a kid to beat you up, but you have the nerve to say it out loud. I'm ashamed of you. Mou Rongtian is me.
He is invited, so you are not allowed to be rude to him."
Feichen was so angry that his face turned red, but he did not dare to speak harshly. He stared at Mou Rongtian and thought to himself: "Boy, when you leave Xuanyuan Temple, I will kill you."
Mou Rongtian stepped forward to greet Taoist Master Juechen. Seeing an old Taoist in his fifties standing next to him, he gave the old Taoist a fist and said, "This Taoist must be senior Lichen. Junior Mou Rongtian is so polite."
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That old Taoist was none other than the second of the Three Elders of Kongtong, the soul-chasing swordsman Lichen.
Li Chen looked at Mou Rongtian with a cold face, said "Yeah" and nodded slightly.
Juechen asked Shi Yi, "Boy, are you here too?"
Shi Yi said: "The Taoist Master asked me to come, how dare I not come?"
Juechen said: "Boy, your Qinggong is not bad. Who are you? Tell me your name."
Shi Yi said: "My name is Shi Yi, and people in the world call me Yanzi."
Juechen said: "Swallow giving wings? I've never heard of it."
Shi Yi said: "The Taoist master doesn't even know me, so he is a bit ignorant."
Mou Rongtian said: "Swallow, don't be rude to senior Juechen."
Juechen said: "Young boy from the Shi family, who did you learn your Qinggong skills from?"
Shi Yi said: "My master is a man who rides the waves and chases the wind and climbs the clouds."
Juechen said: "No wonder your Qinggong is so good, it turns out you are Shan Wuye's master. I heard that Shan Wuye has three unique arts, one is the technique of riding waves, the second is the technique of chasing the wind, and the third is the technique of ascending the clouds.
Your ability to survive a fall shouldn't be caused by the Wave Riding Technique or the Wind Chasing Technique, but the Cloud Climbing Technique?"
Shi Yi smiled and said: "Senior guessed wrong, and it is not a cloud climbing technique."
Juechen said: "What kind of ability is it? Stop trying to hide it and tell me quickly."
Shi Yi said: "Senior will reward us with red leaves and snow lotus, and I will tell you this junior."
Juechen said: "It's okay if you want red-leaf snow lotus, but you have to see if Mou Rongtian has the ability."
Shi Yi said: "Senior, how do you say this?"
Juechen said: "Mo Rongtian, Pindao gives you a chance. If you can defeat Pindao's top disciple Dezhen, then the Red Leaf Snow Lotus will be yours. If you don't have this ability, I'm sorry, but you can't take the Red Leaf Snow Lotus."
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Mou Rongtian said: "This junior is willing to give it a try."
Juechen said: "Dezhen, please play with Mr. Mou, stop when you click, don't hurt him."
Juechen said this, as if Dezhen would definitely win. Mou Rongtian was quite unconvinced and thought to himself: "If I can't beat you, how can I beat your disciple? You are so underestimating me. I have to show you my hand today. Let me show you my skills."
You know that my surname is Mou, and I am not a vegetarian."
A Taoist about forty years old stepped forward and said, "Master Mou, please." This man was Dezhen.
Mou Rongtian and De Zhen stood facing each other. Mou Rongtian showed his tiger-headed sword and performed a night battle eight-way hidden sword style. He opened his stance and said, "Taoist Master De Zhen, please."
Dezhen asked: "Master Mou, how old are you?"
Mou Rongtian said: "I have just completed two rounds. Why does Taoist Master Dezhen ask this?"
Dezhen said: "Pindao has spent forty years in vain. He is older than you. You can take the first move. I will give you fifty moves."
Mou Rongtian thought to himself: "This Dezhen is quite particular." He said: "Taoist Master Dezhen, there is no need to give in, just come forward."
Dezhen said: "No, I must let you go. You can move in."
Mou Rongtian said: "Then I will offend you." As soon as he finished speaking, he used eight strikes to win and launched an attack on Dezhen.
Dezhen just dodged and parried without fighting back. Mou Rongtian's six consecutive moves were easily resolved by the opponent. He felt a little unsure. He then used "Heaven and Earth Cutting Down" and "Qiankun Throw", but the result was no good. He thought: "
I didn’t expect Dezhen’s martial arts to be so strong. He hasn’t made a move yet. If he does, I will definitely lose. Oh my, what should I do?”
Mou Rongtian changed his fighting style and used Eight Strikes to Win. Although the moves were different, the secrets were the same. This could not be hidden from martial arts masters. Dezhen was a martial arts master and could see through it at a glance, making it even easier to resolve.
Easy and comfortable.
Mou Rongtian has more than a dozen ways of winning with eight strikes. He uses them one by one. Seeing that the opponent is getting easier to resolve, his heart is on fire and he is very anxious. The more he fights, the more impatient he becomes. The more impatient he is, the easier it is to resolve the opponent.
After Mou Rongtian attacked fifty times, seeing that Dezhen still didn't fight back, he said: "Taoist Master Dezhen, you have given me fifty moves, it's time to fight back."
Dezhen said: "In this case, Pindao is going to be offended." As he said this, he turned from defense to offense and used the Kongtong sect's soul-chasing and life-destroying sword technique to launch a fierce attack on Mou Rongtian.
Dezhen's fight back only lasted for twenty rounds, but Mou Rongtian couldn't resist anymore, and the dangers were everywhere. After fighting for more than ten rounds, Dezhen feinted with his sword, retreated, returned the sword to its sheath, cupped his hand and said: "Master Mou
His martial arts skills are really impressive, but Pindao is no match for him, so Pindao has given up."
Everyone present saw that Mou Rongtian was not Dezhen's opponent, and they were all startled when they heard this.
Feichen shouted: "Dezhen, what's wrong with you? You can obviously win, why do you have to admit defeat?"
Dezhen said: "When I was Master Mou's age, my martial arts skills were not as good as his, so I have to admit defeat."
Mou Rongtian was very embarrassed and said: "Taoist Priest Dezhen, you didn't lose, I did."
Dezhen said: "No, it was Pindao who lost." He turned around and said to Juechen: "My disciple is incompetent and has embarrassed his master. Please punish him."
Dezhen studied martial arts with Juechen since he was a child. Juechen recalled his martial arts skills when he was twenty-four years old and said: "Dezhen, your ability in two rounds may not be as good as Mou Rongtian."
Mou Rongtian was embarrassed to ask Juechen for the red-leaf snow lotus again, and glanced at Shi Yi. Shi Yi said: "Senior Juechen, since Taoist Priest Dezhen has given up, you can take out the red-leaf snow lotus and let us take it away."
Juechen was unwilling to hand over the red-leaf snow lotus. If he handed over the red-leaf snow lotus, it would mean that the Kongtong sect had lost to the Shaolin Temple. If it spread, it would make him lose face. He thought Dezhen would win, but he didn't expect Dezhen to win.
Such a move made him very passive, something happened suddenly, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while.
Seeing that Juechen was hesitant, Shi Yi added, "Senior Juechen, with such a high status, you shouldn't be able to speak without counting, right?"
Juechen's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? What kind of person is Pindao, how can he break his word? It's just that Pindao felt that Dezhen's martial arts skills were not good enough when he was in his twenties.
He may not be as good as Mou Rongtian. Although he took the initiative to surrender, Pindao did not recognize it. Well, Pindao will send another disciple to compete with Mou Rongtian. If Mou Rongtian can win, Pindao will naturally hand over the red leaf snow lotus. Deyu, you go and compete with Mou Rongtian.
Let's have some fun, adults. Don't imitate your senior brother."
Juechen still sounded sure of victory, but Mou Rongtian no longer had the ambition and ambition he had just now, and he had no confidence at all.
A Taoist in his thirties said: "Disciple, I obey." He was Juechen's second disciple Deyu.
Before Deyu came forward, Dezhen said: "Master, Master Mou has already had a hard battle with his disciples, and his physical strength has been exhausted. If we fight against the second junior brother again at this time, even if the second junior brother wins, our Kongtong sect will not be able to win."
Wu, I think it’s better to compete again tomorrow so that Master Mou can recover his strength.”
Juechen thought to himself: "What's going on with this kid Dezhen? Why are he always looking at Mou Rongtian today? Could it be that he wants to flatter Mou Rongtian and seek glory and wealth?" Then he thought again, "I watched him grow up.
Yes, this kid is not a person who is greedy for fame and fortune, isn’t he?”
Juechen pondered for a moment and said, "You are right. Mou Rongtian, please come back tomorrow."
Mou Rongtian and others resigned. Dezhen sent them out of the mountain gate and said, "Master Mou, my third uncle will never give up. You must be more careful."
Mou Rongtian was grateful to Dezhen, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master Dezhen, for reminding me. We'll see you tomorrow."