One person: Brother Wang Ye, I leveled up by rebelling!

Chapter 39 It’s time to show off your acting skills

Capital city, Quanzhen Longmen, ancestral temple Baiyun Temple.

Liu Xingyang, a simple, honest and fat man wearing glasses, was comforting the old man who was sitting on the chair with a glaring face and a beard.

"Uncle Master, calm down. Junior Sister Linglong is young after all. It's normal for a child to be ignorant."

Lu Linglong's master snorted, and was so angry that he said to Liu Xingyang: "Xingyang, find me the best fighters under the age of 30 in our Quanzhen Longmen. I don't believe that the Wudang kid is so evil that anyone who goes there will be defeated in vain."

Liu Xingyang thought about it and suggested, "Let my junior fellow apprentice Huang Ming go? He's in his early twenties and his kung fu is pretty good."

"Okay, that's him! Call Huang Ming over here. We have to compete with Wu Dang today!"

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At the gate of Baiyun Temple, Lu Linglong saw Zhong Xiao. She felt a little embarrassed and smiled foolishly.

"Brother Xiao... I'm sorry, I got you into trouble. Next time if I have something to think about, I will think about it secretly and not let others know!"

Zhong Xiao gave Lu Linglong a slap on the head with a look of pain on his face, "You'd better not think about next time, or I won't play with you."

"Ah? Brother Xiao, stop it. Isn't it okay if I'm wrong?"

Lu Linglong hugged Zhong Xiao's arm and swayed, speaking in a sweet and coquettish tone.

Lu Jin, the great-granddaughter slave, was defeated by this move almost every time.

"Alright, alright, stop wandering, come in, I'll lead the way."

Zhong Xiao sighed and let Lu Linglong lead the way.

Lu Linglong took the lead and led Zhong Xiao into Baiyun Temple, but as they were walking, Zhong Xiao found himself standing directly at the foot of the martial arts arena...

"No, don't you want to chat about it? So direct?" Zhong Xiao complained.

Lu Linglong scratched her head and pointed at the young Taoist priest on the martial arts arena. "They have been waiting for a long time, so they just brought you to the martial arts arena directly..."

"Wudang boy! You are finally here! Are you the one who wanted to trick my good disciple away?"

Not far away, a tall old man came over, and he looked like he had a bad temper.

"Hello, senior. I am Zhong Xiao, a disciple of Wudang. I have been playing around with Linglong a lot recently, which has made her a little interested in Tai Chi. Please forgive me..." Zhong Xiao bowed his head and saluted, quite respectfully.

After all, you are on someone else's territory. You shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you. It's not a disadvantage to compliment the seniors.

"Come on, come on, stop flattering me. Show your strength. My good disciple is praising you so much, I really want to see it for myself!"

...Looking at the aggressive old senior in front of him, Zhong Xiao knew that he had to fight.

"Fellow Taoist, come, I'll take you to the stage." The chubby Taoist Liu Xingyang came over from the side and wanted to take Zhong Xiao to the stage.

"You are Taoist Priest Liu Xingyang, right? I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"Thank you for the compliment, fellow Taoist. I am just an ordinary Taoist priest, not a famous one."

In short, there is no harm in praising everyone you meet, especially a character like Liu Xingyang who exists both in the original novel and in reality. Zhong Xiao should give him some face.

"Fellow Daoist, when we spar, please stop at a certain point and don't hurt my junior brother..." Before going on stage, Liu Xingyang instructed Zhong Xiao.

"Master Liu trusts me so much?" Zhong Xiao was puzzled.

"I just look at your demeanor. You are not an ordinary person. My hot-tempered junior brother cannot defeat you. I hope you will show mercy."

Zhong Xiao nodded and of course showed mercy.

After all, it's someone else's territory, can you really damage it?
Standing on the arena, looking at the Quanzhen disciples wearing Taoist robes across from him, Zhong Xiao's memories surged, and the image of Huang Ming in his mind matched it. This person was also a participant in the Luotian Grand Ceremony in the future.

"Master, I heard that you are extremely powerful. Today, Huang Ming will teach you a lesson!"

"Ah, Wudang, Zhong Xiao, nice to meet you." Seeing the other party salute, Zhong Xiao also hurriedly saluted, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Huang Ming flying up in one step!

Raise your palm and hit!
"Master Wudang, you are full of flaws, so I have no choice but to strike first!"

With a bang, Huang Ming's palm wrapped in Qi hit Zhong Xiao's golden bell cover.

Well, it's not very powerful.

This was Zhong Xiao’s first feeling, but he couldn’t act so casually and had to give the other party some face.

It’s time to show your acting skills!
"Ah! Taoist Huang! That punch of yours really must have taken ten years of hard work!"

Zhong Xiao bent down in a somewhat exaggerated manner, took a few steps back, grimaced, and looked very painful.

Ten years of skill?

Damn, I’ve been practicing for twenty years!
Huang Ming cursed in his heart, put his hands that were hurt by the impact of the Golden Bell Cover behind his back, and pretended to be calm.

"Master, your Golden Bell Cover is also very good, but I would like to learn more about your Tai Chi skills."

...With your current state, you still want to learn Tai Chi? I will stand there and let you hit me, but you will die of pain first, okay?

Seeing Huang Ming approaching again, Zhong Xiao had no choice but to use a little bit of Tai Chi's soft power to compete with his fierce punches, while also not forgetting to praise the other party:

"Master Huang, even the soft power of Tai Chi cannot match your strong punch. You must have at least ten years of experience!"

Screw you, I’ve been practicing Quanzhen since I was a child, for twenty years!

Huang Ming was a little angry. He was obviously in the upper hand, but it seemed that he couldn't hit the opponent no matter what. He felt very frustrated!

Why does this Wudang Taoist priest only use defensive tactics?
This endless Tai Chi power is enough to defeat him, but even if the Tai Chi is broken, there is still the protection of the Golden Bell!

He slapped the Golden Bell Cover so hard that his palm became swollen from the pain!
"It seems that a head-on confrontation is not going to work!"

Huang Ming took a big leap back and took a horse stance. He placed one palm in front of his dantian and clenched the other into a fist, hammering his palm hard.

"Master, you have to be really careful with this next move. Ordinary defense will be ineffective!"

A faint blue airflow gradually drifted out from Huang Ming's body, and finally formed a floating human figure with only the upper body.

"This is called Yang Shen! It is our Quanzhen's unique skill. From now on, all my attacks will be targeted at the soul level!" Soul Huang Ming said loudly.

The so-called Yang Shen is the manifestation of the soul's tenacity to a certain extent. It is the unique skill of the Quanzhen Sect that tempers both the body and the soul at the same time!

Huang Ming saw that his attack could not break Zhong Xiao's defense, so he decided to attack directly from the soul level!
The Golden Bell Cover cannot protect against soul attacks!

Huang Ming was feeling very proud and wanted to brag about his Yang Shen, but the Quanzhen old man in the audience was furious and shouted:
"Wudang boy! You can bear it, but I can't! You don't have to hide your weakness! Just deal with this stupid boy who is playing tricks on me!"

Huang Ming was also stunned when listening to the angry voice of his uncle master in the audience. What did these words mean? Why did it sound like he was scolding him?

"Oh, really, it seems that my acting skills are average." Zhong Xiao scratched his head helplessly. Since the senior asked for it, he might as well obey.

The Tai Chi force instantly formed a vortex in Zhong Xiao's hands.

"All things are guided by heaven."

Huang Ming didn't even have time to react before his soul was sucked away by a powerful force!

Zhong Xiao rolled Huang Ming's soul into a ball, and threw it back into his body like throwing a stone.

(End of this chapter)