Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 287 Xue Chang VS Su Jiangquan (continued)
"In this way, Xue Chang has nine victories and one tie." Emperor Taixiang remembered something, and asked, "Who is his last opponent in this group?"

"Yang Yuanming, the head of the Huashan School, already has ten victories." Cao Zhong replied.

"Yang Yuanming..." Emperor Taixiang chanted the name and smiled: "If Xue Chang wants to win the first place in the group, he must defeat Yang Yuanming, otherwise he will have to fight a few more games to compete with Zen Master Wubei and Wunu , Daoist Dugu and the others fight against each other, this is a good show to watch."

When Long Wei came to the scene and officially announced that the result of the contest between the two was a draw, Xue Chang immediately said to Su Jiangquan: "Daozhang Su, I will count from one to three, and we both withdraw our internal strength at the same time, okay?"

It was difficult for Su Jiangquan to nod in agreement at this time, because he kept nodding (shaking), so he could only express his agreement by blinking.

"One!...Two!...Three!" Xue Chang quickly directed his true energy back to his dantian.

However, an accident happened. The long-term internal force competition made the young Su Jiangquan mentally exhausted and his reaction became slow. Qi disappeared quickly, and the internal strength of his own competition surged out.Su Jiangquan was shocked, and wanted to control it again, but he was unable to do what he wanted.

Just when he was feeling strongly uneasy, the internal force that had just rushed into the meridians of Xue Chang's arm was blocked, but what he encountered was not a majestic mountain, but a flexible river.Su Jiangquan's inner strength not only failed to break through its obstruction, but was contained by it, and under its influence, he turned around and turned back.

Su Jiangquan felt horrified that the opponent's force had rushed into his Laogong acupoint, and his face turned pale immediately: It's over, the opponent is going to take revenge!

Unexpectedly, this force did not run rampant in his body, but instead followed the meridians and smoothly reached the Tanzhong acupoint, just now he spit out his internal energy, and then returned by the same way, wherever he passed, the veins felt cool comfortable.

Su Jiangquan looked surprised: The opponent's zhenqi was obviously different from the previous zhenqi. The former was vigorous and fierce, while the latter was soft and soft. This young man actually had two tyrannical zhenqi of completely different nature in his body!
Admiration, guilt and gratitude intertwined in Su Jiangquan's eyes, but he sat down on the ground without saying anything, and began to work hard to adjust his breath.

Su Jiangquan's guess was correct. In order to control the opponent's out-of-control internal force, Xue Chang finally used Jiuyin True Qi. Fortunately, the Jiuyin True Qi was greatly enhanced last night, and fortunately, the opponent's internal force has been extremely weak now. Xue Chang Only when they are smooth can they perform their merits easily, and both of them will be safe and sound.

Seeing Su Jiangquan cross-legged to adjust his breath, Xue Chang did not leave immediately, but took out the Huiyuan Shengling Pill and Yiqi Tongqiao Pill presented by Liu Lingying yesterday from his bosom, and took one pill each. In this round of internal strength competition, he The Jiuyang Zhenqi in his body was also consumed a lot. Considering that he was facing a strong enemy in the next scene, he had to go all out.

Su Jiangquan straightened out the disordered internal force in his body, and took out the elixir from his bosom to nourish the almost exhausted dantian, and then he was relieved a bit.He stood up and saluted Xue Chang with his fists in a solemn expression. Before Xue Chang could return the salute, he turned around and stepped off the stage.

Xue Chang didn't expect the other party to be like this, and was a little dazed for a while.

Zen Master Wunu, who watched all this on the long wooden platform, said with a sneer, "This Su Jiangquan is as thick-skinned as ever."

Zen Master Wubei chanted the Buddha's name softly, and sighed: "Daozhang Su is a good person, but he is too persistent. In fact, not only Daozhang Su is like this, but the whole Songshan sect is like this!"

Because they belong to the same branch of Taoism, Yang Tongping stroked his beard and said: "Poverty Dao thinks that if other sects are like Songshan School, and they are close to Shaolin, they will probably have such emotions."

"Amitabha." Zen Master Wubei clasped his hands together and did not refute.

Zen Master Wu Nu hung his finger high on the scorching sun in the sky, and said proudly: "Some people feel hot, others feel warm, but in fact the sun revolves on its own every day. Individuals feel different."

Yang Tongping didn't refute, but Qingsong Zhenren and Dugu Changhui, who both came from Taoism, were a little bit annoyed.

Master Qingsong said first: "Shaolin is really amazing. Compared with the scorching sun, I don't know if the emperor will feel the scorching heat in the palace?"

Zen Master Wunu turned his lips back to the camera: "I live in harmony with all factions in Shaolin, and I do my best to protect the tranquility of Luoyang. The achievements are obvious to all. But I don't know that you, Wudang, cover the sky with one hand in Jinghu, and all factions are afraid of snakes and scorpions. Do you know what the current emperor thinks?"

Master Qingsong's expression changed, and he couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while.

"Okay, everyone, don't say it's easy to talk, so as not to make jokes for the emperor, ministers, and the heroes on the sidelines, don't forget what our responsibilities are here." Yang Tongping said here to smooth things over.

Zen Master Wubei also said immediately: "The emperor asked these 120 martial arts people to be ranked according to their military strength. Although there are martial arts competitions as evidence, it is impossible to cover everything. We must take it seriously, otherwise something goes wrong and everyone refuses to accept it. Let's make a joke."

After the two said this, Zen Master Wunu, Master Qingsong, and Dugu Changhui couldn't argue anymore.

At this time, Su Mufan, who had been drinking tea, asked, "Reverend Yang, the head of Yang will face Xue Chang from the Xiaoyao faction next. Do you always think that head of Yang will win?"

This question immediately attracted the attention of the other four people.

Yang Tongping looked calm, and said calmly: "To this day, we should all be aware that Xiaoyao School Xue Chang's boxing skills are superb, his inner strength is profound, and he also has a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy. Even if we fight against him, we must be cautious. Three points, Yuan Ming meets him in this group, Pindao thinks it is a good thing. If he wins, it means that he has the ability to fully inherit the Daoist foundation of my Huashan School; It's an incentive for him to keep working hard."

"It's still a real person who can see through it!" Zen Master Wusai sighed: "A false name is an external thing after all, and one's own cultivation is the most important thing."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Tongping nodded with a smile, Zen Master Wunu expressed his deep approval, Master Qingsong and Dugu Changhui disagreed, and Su Mufan drank his tea thoughtfully.

In the rest area, everyone was quite ashamed of Su Jiangquan's behavior, and discussions arose everywhere.

Su Jiangquan sat on the wooden chair with his eyes closed, his waist straightened, as if he had never heard of it, and he focused on practicing his skills and adjusting his breath so that he could recover his skills as soon as possible and face the next opponent.

The same is true for Xue Chang, so no one bothered him at this time.

Today's fifth round of martial arts competitions ended one after another. One by one, the dragon guards came to the rest area and invited the final round of martial arts contestants to come on stage.

"Group No. 11, Huashan faction Yang Yuanming vs Xiaoyao faction Xue Chang!" Long Wei's loud voice echoed in the rest area.

Xue Chang stood up slowly, turned to look at Yang Yuanming not far away.

But Yang Yuanming said loudly: "Master Longwei, in the last martial arts competition, Master Xue may have exhausted a lot of energy because of the competition of internal strength. I hope to give him a little more time to recover. This martial arts competition between the two of us can Can't we postpone it a bit?"

Xue Chang was a little surprised when he heard this.

There was also a discussion in the rest area.

Long Wei knew in his heart that Emperor Taixiang attached great importance to Xue Chang, so he didn't deny it, but asked smoothly, "Master Xue, what do you think?"

Xue Chang saluted Yang Yuanming earnestly, and said sincerely: "I am very grateful for the kindness of the Taoist priest! It's just that I have rested and there is no need to postpone the competition."

Yang Yuanming returned the salute with a smile, expressing his understanding.

Long Wei immediately said: "Since that's the case, please come to the stage immediately."

Both of them followed Long Wei onto the wooden platform calmly.

When the two stood face to face, Long Wei took a look at the two, and said in a deep voice: "The master should already know the rules of the competition, so I won't say much, please do your best."

Xue Chang carefully looked at the head of the Huashan School in front of him: Although he is the son of Zhenren Yang, he is over fifty, but there are no signs of aging, his beard and hair are black, his skin is rough, but rosy and firm Zhang square face, short chin, high cheekbones, full heavenly court, two thick eyebrows, half-curved eyes, straight nose bridge but wide nose, slightly hooked nose tip, evenly-thin lips... Although he does not look handsome, But it gives people a sense of integrity, and wearing a Taoist robe, he has an air of being out of the dust, which is very friendly.

Yang Yuanming was also scrutinizing the head of the Xiaoyao School, who had been in the spotlight for the past three days, in front of him: on his sharp-edged face, two sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, a pair of phoenix eyes looked forward to look at him, with a high nose bridge, thin lips tightly closed, There is a faint look of arrogance between the brows, and the arrogance in the long body like a willow... This is the appearance of having encountered the storm and is about to transform into a dragon!

Yang Yuanming, who knew a little about reading skills, collected himself, cupped his fists and saluted, and said apologetically, "Master Xue, the poor are good at swordsmanship, it is difficult to win against you with bare hands, so I took advantage of some weapons, please forgive me! "

Of course I know Huashan School's Sword Sect, Qi Sect, and Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords, do you want to tell you about it? ...Xue Chang was full of thoughts, and he had a good impression of Yang Yuanming's calmness. He immediately raised his hands and said loudly: "Yang Daochang, my palms are no less than magical weapons, so be careful!"

"Thank you for reminding me, I hope Master Xue will give me more advice!"

"Please!"

"Please!"

After some courtesies, the two sides immediately opened up.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Yang Yuanming didn't attack immediately, instead he stepped on the Jiugong Step backwards and walked around Xue Changyou.

Xue Chang stood sideways, with both palms on his chest, his body turned with the opponent's walk, but he didn't attack first.

When the competitions on other wooden platforms were in full swing, the two were still confronting each other, and the nobles on the sidelines were a little annoyed, so Jiang Jun took the opportunity to shout: "What are you competing for?" Thing! If you don’t dare to fight, hurry down and get up if you can fight, don’t be ashamed anymore!”

(End of this chapter)