Chapter 282 282 Fierce Battle
Erqiyi Holy Spirit Kung Fu can only be taught to seven fellow practitioners. If the rest want to practice Holy Spirit Kung Fu, they can only wait until the seven people die to give way.
The practice of Holy Spirit Kung Fu requires holy writings to establish the foundation and get started.
But he knew this, others didn't.
So, he followed Li Changgu to his own well-guarded secret residence.
Through Xiaonan's line, he and Li Changgu were vaguely connected and became potential allies.
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On the outskirts of Chaoyu, an ancient red and black pavilion courtyard stood quietly.
Flocks of birds circled in the sky.
Overcast clouds are constantly attracted to the rainfall area and pass over here.
In the courtyard.
Groups of young disciples wearing white clothes and black trousers are practicing a rhythmic chain palm technique in formation.
All the disciples' feet kept moving while releasing their palms. After sixty-four moves, the steps cycled and just drew a circle on the ground.
This is the Hongyan Baguazhang of the Yan-shaped Bagua Sect.
The Bagua array has its origins, but Chen Ting, the founder of the Yan-shaped Bagua Sect, improved and fused it on the basis of the original Bagua array to form the first set of Bagua Zhang.
Using the formation method to transform the palm technique into the Eight Diagrams, based on Yi Xue, Chen Ting has been victorious in every battle since he created this palm technique. Step by step, he uses the power of the Bagua contained in the palm technique to temper himself and transform himself. He has been trained to have a copper skin and an iron bone, and his hands are as sharp as a knife.
The Yan-shaped Bagua Gate came from him on this basis.
At this time, deep in the courtyard, there is a small private room.
Zhao Xianrou, whom Li Chengyi had met in the bar before, was kneeling on the futon with a respectful expression, waiting for the answer of the tall man opposite.
"Dragon Beard Sect? It should be created by the Prison Dragon who was very active in the past few years, right? It's just a new sect. Junior sister, you want me to help you vent your anger? Destroy their contestants?" the man said solemnly.
"Just test them a little. After all, the person who found me has a great tone. I guess he must have real talent and knowledge." Zhao Xianrou smiled.
"You want junior sister to join the Dragon Beard Clan? You have an arrogant tone, and you are from a foreign city. You probably haven't seen much of the world. After you have achieved some realms, you feel that you are invincible among your peers and unparalleled in the world." The man smiled.
"Junior sister, I understand what you mean. Forget it, senior brother is currently in seclusion to break through to the final state. No interruption is allowed. Those of us who are junior brothers have to play pre-match in the competition. If we meet that person then, we should teach him some lessons. , it is a trivial matter to destroy a few people."
"Is Senior Brother about to enter the final realm?" Zhao Xianrou was shocked when he heard this.
The Yanxing Bagua Sect is the first fighting sect in the Yi Kingdom, and it is also the strongest and largest sect.
Among them, the eldest brother Chen Jiahan is known as the strongest fighting genius seen in a century.
At the age of thirteen, he reached the limit of his human body and defeated two modified humans with his bare hands.
At the age of seventeen, he practiced the wild goose-shaped Baguazhang in his sect to the seventh level. You must know that the entire Baguazhang is only at the ninth level.
Now at the age of twenty-one, his soft and strong energy are integrated into one body, combining hardness and softness, turning into the two qi of yin and yang, Bagua, with endless changes and unparalleled power. Has won the championship of the fierce battle competition for two consecutive years.
Now that he heard that the senior brother was going to break through to the highest ninth level, even Zhao Xianrou was slightly shocked.
The ninth level of Yan-shaped Baguazhang, like many other schools, is the legendary ideal and perfect level.
For example, the Dragon Realm of Longxumen is similar.
Except for the founder Chen Ting, no one in the entire Bagua Sect has reached that level in the past hundred years.
"The people from Jiuyi came here once before and had a long secret talk with the senior brother. After that, he announced that he would retreat and try to break through to the highest realm. Now it seems that there should be some trouble in this fierce battle. There may be unexpected opponents. Appear." The man said solemnly.
"Elder brother was able to use a special saber with his bare hands before, and could even deal with flying instrument assassinations.
Now if we break through, I really don't know how strong we will be!?" Zhao Xianrou's eyes showed a trace of longing.
"No matter who the opponent is, in terms of pure fighting skills, we are the strongest." The man smiled. "The eldest brother and the other contestants are completely in two dimensions. It is difficult for them to even understand the level where the eldest brother is." "
So, no matter who it is, no matter where he comes from, and what cards he has, he will gossip in front of us. There is only one ending for all doors."
Zhao Xianrou said nothing, but the longing in her eyes became stronger.
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Time flies in the blink of an eye, and more than a week has passed.
The entire Yi Kingdom's annual fierce martial arts competition started again at the Korean Language Center Martial Arts Hall.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this event does not have much excitement, and it seems to be no different from other sports events.
But in the aristocratic circle, it caused a lot of fluctuations.
Today, when fighting styles are weak, technological and thermal weapons represent the strongest force.
Fighting skills have gradually become supplementary and auxiliary skills.
But with the rise of fierce competitions, fighting is gradually becoming more star-like and more sports-oriented.
More martial arts schools began to rely on competitions and gambling among nobles of all sizes to maintain their survival.
The competition starts soon.
With the introduction of new regulations, many fighting schools that had retired long ago had to come back to the scene and send their disciples to participate in competitions under the pressure of the new regulations.
Planes from all over the country are landing in Korean.
April 14th.
The official registration day for the fierce competition.
In the Korean International Airport, the old man, Prison Dragon, dragged his heavy suitcase and sighed as he walked out of the airport gate and arrived at the taxi queue.
Behind him, his daughter Yan Yanxiao wore a black tube top, revealing her white waist. She wore a pair of gray tights and dark blue lace-up shoes, which outlined the perfect curves of her legs. She looks very sporty.
With a good figure and a coquettish face, she just slowly followed behind, attracting a lot of peeps from the opposite sex around her. Zhuang Yijing on the other side is much simpler, with long hair tied into a ponytail, a gray sweat-absorbent T-shirt, black trousers and black shoes, with a bare face and eyes full of expectation.
In terms of appearance, she is inferior to Prison Yanxiao, but in terms of figure, even with this simple outfit, she is more irritated than the other person.
"Master, who are we waiting for here? Why don't you go to the taxi station and queue up? You see, they have already queued there." Zhuang Yijing came to Korean for the first time. Everything was new and interesting.
"It's your Senior Brother Li." Prison Dragon said helplessly. Although Li Chengyi was not really accepted by him, calling him senior brother was nothing.
"A few days ago, he called me and said that he had accepted a disciple and asked me if I would allow him to teach the basic techniques of the Dragon Beard Sect. I agreed. In this competition, he will also ask that disciple to come and join us. Together."
Prison Dragon felt a little tired.
Li Chengyi made it very clear to him that he wanted the new disciple to compete together.
They happened to form a trio with Zhuang Yijing and Prison Yanxiao. The competition mode of the fierce competition is a three-person elimination system.
Win two out of three games to advance.
Prison Dragon himself knew his condition, his skills were severely weakened, and he did not dare to go on stage.
Although Zhuang Yijing is a genius, he is a novice with very little actual combat experience, so this time, his arrangement is that although he participates in the competition, he only needs to barely win and get into the top 100.
Originally, he was thinking of just hanging around, but he really couldn't put his hope in Li Chengyi anymore.
After all, there is no other way. If you don't make it into the top 100, your name will be cancelled. In addition, this guy Li Chengyi is extremely powerful and getting more and more perverted, to the point where he can't understand it at all.
Who would have thought that after hesitating, he called Li Chengyi and found out that this guy didn't want to participate and just asked his disciples to participate?
When they received the news, everyone was numb.
His only best hope was Li Chengyi. As a result, when it came to Korean language and the registration forms were handed in, he refused to participate! ?
"Alas"
the prison dragon sighed helplessly.
"Are you from the Long Xumen team?"
A calm female voice floated from the right side.
The three prison dragons turned their heads to follow the sound.
Among the people coming and going, a young woman about 1.8 meters tall, with long hair tied high and sharp eyebrows like knives, was looking at the three of them.
The woman has a slender and powerful figure, wearing a simple black tube top, trousers, and a large windbreaker.
From the open part of the windbreaker, you can still vaguely see that there is a bandage and gauze tied on his right shoulder, and there is faint blood oozing out.
"We are, are you...?" Prison Dragon was the first to reply.
"I'm Li Chongnan. The teacher asked me to come here to receive three of you." The woman said in a cold voice.
The prison dragon blinked and glanced at the opponent's muscular arms and thighs, and then looked at its unabashedly sharp aura.
It was the residual aura that had not been adjusted back after a large number of actual battles were fought in a short period of time.
"Where is your master?" He couldn't help but ask. He, the sect leader, is here, and that guy doesn’t know how to pick him up?
"Teacher has some important matters to deal with and can't come over for the time being, so he arranged for me to pick him up at the airport." Li Chongnan said solemnly. "Come with me, and you'll see him soon."
"Okay."
For some reason, when the prison dragon talked to the girl, it was clear that the other party had a very low attitude and spoke respectfully, but there was an inexplicable sense of depression. .
It's like a chicken standing in front of a lion. No matter how gentle the other person is, he will be frightened.
"Can I call you sister Xiaonan? Hello, I am Zhuang Yijing. I should be considered your teacher's senior sister. She is Prison Yanxiao, the senior sister in our sect." Zhuang Yijing had a soft smile on her face. , step forward and take the initiative to close the distance.
".Okay." Li Chongnan seemed to be aware of his own problem. He tried his best to smile and let the familiar Zhuang Yijing hold his hand.
The two got closer and chatted quietly.
With her calming down the atmosphere, both Prison Dragon and Prison Yanxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Prison Dragon helplessly took out his cell phone again and called his apprentice Li Chengyi.
Beep. Beep.
More than ten kilometers away.
In a dark alley.
A strange figure with a face that looked like a flowing galaxy was holding the neck of a strong red-haired man with one hand, holding him high in the air.
Beep beep.
The phone is ringing.
The figure casually crushed the neck bones, threw the person aside, jumped over the seriously injured people on the ground, and walked to an empty place where no one was.
Connect your cell phone.
"Hello? Teacher?"
"Xiaoyi, if you don't come to pick us up yourself, what will your apprentice do?" Prison Dragon's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Don't I have something important to do?" Li Chengyi laughed.
"What's more important than picking us up?"
"The competition is coming soon, and I'm also preparing for us to get a good ranking in the competition." Li Chengyi said with a smile.
"There is no better preparation than practicing internally. The fight will start tomorrow! Come here quickly!" "
Don't worry, the ranking will be there, and everything will be there." Li Chengyi didn't wait for the old man to continue talking nonsense, hung up the phone, and then Shut down.
Yes, we will compete tomorrow.
How many days has Li Chongnan only practiced? It is obviously very difficult and very insecure for her to get a good ranking and gain internal authority.
So, what should we do when we face teams that our disciples cannot defeat?
Very simple.
If the disciple cannot defeat him, the master will kill the opponent first.
As long as she kills all the guys that Li Chongnan can't defeat, the competition will naturally be hers.
(End of Chapter)