I don't know when the sky began to be covered by a group of dark clouds. The bright sunlight penetrated through the layers of thick clouds and finally lost its power.
The arena suddenly became dark and hazy.
The strong wind began to roar, and lightning flashed across the sky behind the thick clouds, like thunder dragons rolling and flying behind the clouds.
"It's going to rain."
Yuan Chen looked up at the sky, the moist air lingering in his nose, exposing the possibility of a heavy rain later.
"Big head, big head, don't you worry about rain?"
Looking at Wei Zhong's huge head that was completely different from his body, Yuan Chen suddenly had a smile on his lips.
"The competition begins!"
Daoming gave an order, but Wei Zhong's body quietly disappeared into the dim shadows.
Shadow Peak is another unique peak within the Daoxian Sect.
It is said to be different, mainly because this sect is different in terms of skills, fighting methods, and even fighting thinking. It is weird and unpredictable, not like an upright sect, but more like an unscrupulous underground force.
At this time, the darkness between heaven and earth has invisibly strengthened Shadow Peak's skills, making Wei Zhong's figure even more blurry and difficult to trace.
Longhu Peak focuses on body training, and the fighting method follows the usual open and close movements of body training monks. It is not good at tracking and positioning, and sensing the location of the enemy. At this time, it is even more like a cat under strong light - blind with its eyes open.
Previously, in the fantasy secret realm, Tashan could easily sense the location of the fantasy secret treasure, but it was not based on his excellent perception, but on the deep blessings of the protagonist of the era.
Facing a powerful enemy at this time, the blessing of heaven and earth temporarily left the protagonist of the era, leaving him to face the threat alone.
Under such circumstances, Tashan was indeed like a blind man, desperately chasing the poisonous snake in the darkness.
"bass!"
There was no sudden cold light or sudden appearance of a human figure. There was just a clear and beautiful friction sound that seemed to cut through the void.
The cold hair on the back of Tashan's neck suddenly stood up. Although he didn't feel any strong wind, he suddenly let out uncontrollable howls from the bottom of his heart.
"Bend over quickly, bend over quickly!"
Without any time to think, Tashan obeyed his inner howl and bent forward in an extremely graceless manner.
"good!"
Yuan Chen clapped his hands unconsciously and muttered in a low voice: "What a slap on the butt, like a wild goose falling on the sand, brother, I really didn't see the wrong person!"
Buttocks flat back and falling into the wild goose pose?
Everyone who heard Yuan Chen's muttering was slightly startled, and began to speculate wildly in their hearts.
Could it be that Junior Brother Yuan Chen came up with some strange cultivation method?
Can such postures speed up cultivation?
No, no, this was used during the battle. I'm afraid it's some kind of secret battle method!
I have to say that although this action is not very beautiful, the effect is extremely powerful.
Wei Zhong's dagger is neither tricky nor sinister.
Wei Zhong was dressed in black, and the dagger in his hand had no cold light at all. The Taoist God was pitch black, without any reflection at all.
That's right, what Shadow Peak is best at is assassination and killing people in secret!
Tashan's dodge was clever and mysterious, and he avoided Wei Zhong's charged stab. The hair on the back of his head was raised slightly, and he could clearly feel the cold chill emanating from the dagger.
And - Wei Zhong's body exuded murderous intent as deep as the abyss.
"Is this Wei Zhong serious?"
Tashan was astonished. During the Fengmen Competition, in full view of the elders, did anyone really dare to commit murder?
As I was thinking this, a cold feeling suddenly came over me.
Tashan didn't care about his image. He used whatever was convenient in his desperation, and once again managed to avoid Wei Zhong's stabbing attack with a series of lazy donkey rolls.
Wei Zhong, who was in mid-air, was actually able to use the void to exert his strength. He stretched his legs straight and suddenly changed the direction of his attack, putting Tashan in danger again!
The split in the air is so terrifying.
Yuan Chen applauded again and praised repeatedly, "Senior brother, you did a good job. This style of flattening the buttocks backward makes the movements flow smoothly and is perfect. You are worthy of it!"
Sure enough, there is something fishy!
The keen disciples of Daoxian Sect quickly smelled an unusual aura, and the shocking fighting style of Tianzong Wizard was mentioned again!
Quickly take out your notebook and write down the key points. You will take the test later!
The eyes of all the Taoist Immortal Sect disciples stared at Tashan's movements without blinking, imprinting his every move in their minds.
Well, the movements are smooth and flowing. Although it is not beautiful, it is simple and practical.
Wait, why do I feel nothing special at all?
Does it...do we still need to cooperate with the corresponding exercises?
Damn it, there is no way to learn it secretly. As expected, a genius is a genius, and the fighting postures must also match the corresponding techniques.
After Tashan rolled continuously, he finally got the chance to take action!
At this time, Wei Zhong was still in mid-air, and Tashan did not believe that he could still borrow power out of thin air.
Tashan's iron fists struck Wei Zhong violently, one punch hitting the chest and the other punch hitting the belly, but they skillfully avoided the vital points, obviously not intending to kill him.
Even though Wei Zhong was murderous, Tashan still did not kill him.
As his fist approached Wei Zhong's body, Tashan unconsciously retracted his strength, fearing that his heavy fist would accidentally seriously injure Wei Zhong.
"Huh?"
Tashan's fists passed through Wei Zhong's body easily, and the two powerful and heavy punches seemed to hit the air, causing his body to stagger.
"Where did it go?"
Tashan stood firm and looked around quietly, capturing every fluctuation in the void.
The wind was howling, and the clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower. The originally dim arena became even darker. Even the turbulent lightning could not penetrate the thick clouds, leaving no trace of light above the arena.
Everything he could see was pitch black, and Tashan simply closed his eyes. He no longer relied on his eyes to pursue the enemy in the dark, but instead relied on his own intuition and intuition about fighting.
Tashan stood quietly, swaying alone in the wind and rain, quietly waiting for the killer who might burst out at any time.
In the darkness, Wei Zhong's feet did not touch the ground, but his body slowly and strangely moved in the direction of Tashan.
Three feet, two feet, one foot,...
Wei Zhong's body moved slowly without making a sound or causing any spatial fluctuations, as if he himself was a part of the void.
Finally, Wei Zhong's body was just a hair away from being able to touch Tashan's body, and he let out a silent, sinister laugh in the shadow, full of malice.
"Defeat!"
Even if he took action, the space would not change, and his murderous intent would not show up at all. Nothing seemed to have happened.
"Um?"
Wei Zhong only felt that his wrist was tightly grasped by a pair of strong hands, and he could no longer let go.
"How is that possible?" Wei Zhong's almost stopped heartbeat began to beat violently.