The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 316
Seeing the sword confrontation under the bright moon, Weiwei couldn't help frowning and said: "This Japanese devil is quite open and aboveboard, I can't think of it."

Li Changan snorted: "Beichen Tengu Liu pays attention to momentum and opportunity. Chiba Toichiro is not as great as you think. He has seen that Xiaohu's wooden sword can change between thick and light. If the sword moves are clever, His samurai sword can only be slashed and picked, which will be a disadvantage, but it is better to change to a wooden sword, which can make him more at ease."

Speaking of this, Li Changan looked at the bright moon in the night sky and said again: "And this guy stood behind the moonlight as soon as he came up, hiding his figure in the dark, so that Xiaohu had to fight against the moonlight, this is Beichen's one-shot style. 'Taking advantage' is similar to our Chinese saying that the right time, place and people are in harmony."

Weiwei became worried: "The little lake will be fine, right?"

Li Changan smiled slightly: "Of course it will be fine. The Twelve Inner Breath Sutras she cultivated were the introductory exercises when I was practicing Taoism. Even if I don't know any tricks, I can easily defeat Chiba Toichiro. What's more, Xiaohu is a genius in cultivation, and the course of this battle will surprise you all."

Chiba Touichiro turned his back to the moonlight, his aura reaching the peak like the most magnificent blade.

On the opposite side, Zhu Xiaohu stood under the moonlight, but it was plain and quiet, like a pool of water, dissolving all the aura of Chiba Toichiro in the immobile lake.

Chiba Toichiro gritted his teeth and forcibly regained his momentum, but no matter how domineering his sword was, Zhu Xiaohu on the opposite side was still calm.

It was as if a lake really appeared before Chiba Toichiro's eyes, and his aura was more like that inconspicuous breeze, which couldn't even blow a ripple on the lake.

Beads of sweat appeared on Chiba Toichiro's forehead, and the sweat grew more and more.

Then his bare soles rubbed against the rock hard, leaving a bloodstain, but he roared and took another step forward.

Zhu Xiaohu still didn't draw out the sword, and the mahogany sword at her waist didn't even shake, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The wooden knife in Chiba Toichiro's hand became heavier and heavier, and the golden light flashed in front of his eyes. Under the moonlight, Zhu Xiaohu's figure suddenly rose up. From a quiet lake, he suddenly turned into a flying feather in the sky, sharp and light, flying in front of his eyes come and go.

This is just an illusion, but it is also a sublime change of Zhu Xiaohu's transformation from Tai Chi Sword Intent to Yue Nv Jian Xin.

Chiba Toichiro sighed sadly in his heart, and his momentum suddenly dropped.

And Zhu Xiaohu finally drew his sword, the mahogany sword appeared in his hand, drew a circle leisurely in mid-air, and then lightly raised the sword to stab at the center of the circle.

The people watching the battle below all frowned. After watching for a long time, why did this girl suddenly start to play? She was softly drawing circles with her sword, and even made a false stab from several meters away. What if Chiba Toichiro on the opposite side suddenly attacked her? ?
But Chiba Toichiro did not attack, not only did not attack, but threw away the wooden knife in his hand, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

This Chiba Toichiro seemed to be drunk, he vomited a mouthful of blood when he took a step, and when he got off the ring, he fell to the ground and died of vomiting blood.

"Oh, it's so boring!" Weiwei summed up the much-anticipated final battle.

Everyone else in the field felt the same way, the two stood there staring inexplicably, and then the girl drew her sword and drew a circle, Chiba Toichiro died?

Is this Zhu Xiaohu drawing a circle and cursing the Japanese?
Only Li Chang'an knew that Chiba Toichiro tried to overwhelm Zhu Xiaohu with terrain and momentum, but was countered by Xiaohu's swordsmanship. Under the circumstances at that time, Chiba Toichiro was extremely nervous. If he raises the saber force, his own body can't take it anymore, and he ends up in the tragic situation of vomiting blood and dying.

This battle can be said to be the most thrilling and mysterious battle in the entire life-and-death battle. Unfortunately, few people can understand it, so everyone finds it very boring.

At this time, Zhu Xiaohu walked down with the wooden sword in hand, and came to Li Changan happily, with an indescribable brilliance in his eyes: "Master, I seem to understand a little bit of the principle of swordsmanship, and I only felt the ancient martial arts you mentioned today. What a wonderful way to learn."

Li Changan patted her head with satisfaction: "That's right, you have already mastered the ancient martial arts sword intent from the Twelve Classics of Inner Breath, and you can continue to practice higher skills in the next step."

Weiwei touched Daxia Longque on her back, and said a little unhappily: "The Yu Lan Basin will fight to the death, so it's over? It's a pity that my big sword is so hungry and unbearable."

The gloomy-looking Asian dark forces over there have already gathered together, muttering in front of Li Changan and others.

After a while, the old man from Zhihong Hall brought the two of them over, with fake smiles on his face: "Congratulations, congratulations to Huaxia Youth Club for winning this Yulan Basin Festival."

Li Changan glanced at him: "Are you finally willing to speak your native dialect?"

The old man's face turned red, and he silently asked the two people behind him to carry a box, opened it, and revealed a bronze Buddha statue, holding a blood lotus flower in his hand.

According to the rules, Zhi Hongtang, the winner of the last Yulan Basin Festival, had to take out the "Bronze Buddha Blood Lotus" representing the power of the dark world in Asia and hand it over to Li Changan, who represented the Huaxia Youth Association.

Li Changan looked at the Buddha statue, but showed displeasure. He turned to Pei Dongsheng and said, "Take it. Give the bronze Buddha to Qinghui. You keep the blood lotus."

Ji Yeyue smiled secretly, the master was from a Taoist school, so naturally he doesn't like Buddha statues, but what's the use of the blood lotus?
Weiwei watched Pei Dongsheng pick up the Blood Lotus Token, and couldn't help sighing enviously: "Old Pei is about to develop, and in the future, the entire Asian underground world, no matter what organization it is, should be polite when seeing Lao Pei." Call me 'Master Pei'."

Pei Dongsheng pinched the little blood lotus and couldn't help but smirked and said, "Is it so powerful?"

The old man at Zhihong Hall snorted: "The Blood Lotus Token is the authority of our underground world. You should take it well, young man. Some people may not be able to keep it even if they get the Blood Lotus Token."

After finishing speaking, the old man Zhi Hongtang turned his head and left, and the group of dark forces who gathered together also retreated into the depths of the deserted island without saying a word.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the distant sea, and a fireball rose into the sky.

Weiwei and the others were startled.

Li Changan smiled faintly: "Don't look, it's our boat, it was blown up by them."

Everyone is stunned.

On the surface of the sea, outside the Sifang Reef, armed landing craft appeared one after another, and the heavily armed mercenaries on the landing craft could be seen from a long distance away.

There are not only mercenaries, but also Japanese Yakuza warriors, Korean gunmen from the Seven Star Gang, and even dead soldiers from the Pingchuan faction and Zhihongtang swordsmen.

At least a thousand enemies suddenly appeared, forcibly landed on the island from four directions, and came straight to the ring.

Ji Yeyue even saw several armed speedboats pop out of the smooth track, and on the track, a heavy machine gun with a car body was pushed onto the island.

The loli maid gasped: "That's a KPV machine gun from the former Soviet Union, it can fire tungsten carbide armor-piercing incendiary bombs."

But then, she saw an M134 Gatling machine gun, and she had nothing to say.

This thing has a rate of fire of up to 6000 rounds per minute per second, and is generally installed on armed helicopters for fire suppression.

The enemy's firepower can already slaughter a city. On this narrow isolated island, with heavy firepower on all sides and thousands of heavily armed mercenaries, this is no longer a life-and-death struggle, this is already the beginning of a war!

(End of this chapter)