It seems that as long as there are people who practice martial arts, there are few people who don't understand that the competition between internal martial arts is far more powerful than the competition between external fists and kicks, because if you use fists and kicks, you may be affected by changes in moves and various aspects, the most important of which is
The reason may be speed.
When practicing martial arts, you can only be fast and never break.
There is some truth in this saying, but if it is replaced by an internal martial arts competition, the result is often the most direct, because it is a pure comparison of internal strength, which one is strong and which one is weak.
You will never lose in a competition. Internal strength is the most real thing.
During the previous dynasty, there was one of the most talked-about internal strength competitions. The two protagonists of that competition were all ranked within the Nine Heavens. One of them was the Sword Immortal Li Taibai, and the other was the Sword Immortal Zhan.
Le Xin, one of them is the Immortal of the Sword, and the other is the Immortal of the Sword, so the busybodies who came to watch the fun at that time were also divided into two camps. Naturally, those who used the sword were on Zhan Lexin's side, and those who used the sword were on the side of Zhan Lexin.
They were on Li Taibai's side. At that time, the two people's realms were completely different.
They are at the third level of Xuantian. It is said that the two of them sat against each other for several months, but in the end they could not decide the winner. The result announced to the public was a tie. However, compared to the outcome of this competition, what people like to mention more is the competition.
At that time, the two caused a sudden change in the situation between heaven and earth. It is said that during those few months, the two of them were as motionless as rocks, and the sky above the two of them seemed to have been filled with dark clouds and thunderous sounds since the beginning of the competition between the two.
, but not even a drop of rain fell.
In the words of those who have watched this competition, the dark clouds in the sky at that time were the eyes opened by the gods.
A competition between mortals can bring the gods in the sky to watch. This is indeed a big deal.
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Li Longqian squinted his eyes and looked at the strong man and the scarred man in mid-air. Although the internal strength competition between the two was definitely not as good as that of the Sword Immortal, but in any case, these two were serious annihilators.
They are masters of the earth realm, so they still have the momentum they should have. For example, as the two people's inner strength continued to be released, the tables, chairs and benches in the inn began to shake. This was the first time Li Longqian saw this kind of competition, so in his heart
Still a bit curious.
"The internal strength of these two people is really powerful."
The monk sat next to Li Longqian and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Can you feel it?"
Li Longqian turned to look at the monk and asked.
"The stool under my butt is shaking, can I not feel it?" The monk explained as if it made sense.
Li Longqian glanced at the monk, wondering if this man was really in no man's land?
Li Longqian could treat this competition easily, but Ling Shiqing could not. Ling Shiqing knew that the two of them competed for the qualification to kill, so Ling Shiqing's eyes were particularly fierce. If he didn't know that he was not
Their opponents had probably rushed up to them and beat them violently.
Gu Canyue stood in the middle of the inn, raising her white neck and looking at the two people in the air. The tea cup seemed to be spinning faster and faster on their heads. Looking at the two people under the cup, the scarred man looked pretty good.
freely, but the strong man obviously couldn't hold on any longer, and his face began to turn that weird red color.
"If you can't hold on, why bother holding on?" The scarred man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the strong man and said with a smile.
"Don't talk sarcastically." The scarred man dared to open his eyes, but the strong man did not dare, because he knew that his breath could not be messed up at this time. Once it was messed up, it would be a trivial matter to lose the competition, but if he was ruined, he would be destroyed.
The level of cultivation in this realm is a small gain, so even a strong man is cautious when speaking.
Just when the winner was about to be decided, a gust of cold wind came out of nowhere, and a man in a white shirt rose up with the wind. With a wave of his hand, he directly knocked the two people competing in mid-air to the ground.
, and the teacup slowly fell into the hands of the man in white shirt.
"Zheng Anran, why did you ruin my good deeds?"
After the scarred man landed, he looked embarrassed and covered his chest, and asked the man in the white shirt loudly.
"Is it bad for you?"
The man in the white shirt smiled slightly, playing with the tea cup in his hand and said softly: "If we follow the rules of the Gu family and offer a reward to the strong, then I just act according to the rules, so why not?"
Li Longqian squinted his eyes and looked at the man in white shirt in front of him. According to his appearance, this man should be around thirty years old, but he has silver hair, which gives people a strange feeling. He is very similar to the man's thick eyebrows.
The facial features of the eyes are very disharmonious.
"Although this bounty is for the strong, but you took advantage of the competition between the two of us to sneak attack, after all, it is not your Zheng family's style of doing things, right?" After the strong man landed, he meditated on the spot and adjusted his breath, so he spoke louder.
A bit helpless.
"Zheng family?" The man in white shirt still had a smile on his face but there was a bit of disdain in his tone.
"I wonder how Zheng Daxia would feel if he knew that his son had done such a dirty and obscene thing?" The strong man laughed sarcastically.
When the man heard this, the smile on his face flashed away, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Crack."
The man in the white shirt used his right hand to crush the teacup in his hand. His figure flashed and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the strong man.
"Repeat what you just said."
The man in the white shirt pressed the fragment of the teacup in his hand against the strong man's neck, his voice was extremely cold and ruthless.
"Zheng Anran, don't go too far!" The strong man looked down at the fragments on his neck, which seemed to have pierced his skin and shed a trace of blood.
"I said, repeat it again."
The man in white shirt whispered.
"I..." The strong man's voice trembled slightly, and after a moment he gritted his teeth and roared: "I was wrong, please, Master Zheng, ignore the faults of others."
Li Longqian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. If we talk about villains, this man in white shirt seems to be a bit more villainous. First he made a sneak attack, and now he takes advantage of others' danger. He has simply killed this villain.
The deeds have been repeated, but even so, in the eyes of this group of desperadoes, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. How can there be any truth in being a villain?
"That's pretty much it. I've revealed the reward. Do you have any objections?" The man in white shirt let go of the fragment in his hand and asked with a smile.
"No, no." The strong man shook his head quickly.
"What about you?" The man in the white shirt turned to look at the man with the scar and asked.
"Me neither." The scarred man gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"Since there are none, it saves trouble."
The man in white shirt seemed to have a sinister smile on his face. He walked slowly to the scroll, looked at Gu Canyue and asked: "Miss Gu, if I reveal the reward, can I be considered abiding by the rules?"
"As long as the other heroes in the room have no objections, they will naturally abide by the rules." Gu Canyue smiled lightly.
"Dear heroes, if no one comes forward again, I, Zheng Anran, will be ungrateful for offering a reward!"
The man in the white shirt shouted, then waved his sleeves and placed his hand on the scroll in an unusually domineering manner.