martial arts accelerator

Chapter 106 Exposure
"What did you say?!" Jiang Yiyu blurted out, but his keen sense of smell made him calm down immediately.

"How did you know that?"

"Zhang Yong from Guishuitang is in the Tianzheng team this time."

"The one who walked very close to Liang Cunyi?"

Zhang Yong nodded.

"Yes, it has penetrated so deeply. How did he pass the news in? Our Baixiaomen are so strict."

"How do I know, I saw the note on the table as soon as I got back to the room, and it burned up as soon as I read it."

Zhang Yong spoke nonsense with a calm face.

"Well, it should be something from Xinguo. No matter how many things there are, I'll go back and inform Mr. Xu first. This is big news."

After Jiang Yiyu finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey! Wait for me! What are you going to do?"

Zhang Yong quickly stopped him.

Jiang Yiyu turned back suspiciously: "Tell the truth, let Mr. Xu arrange it."

"Stupid, exposed Zhang Yong, how can we get big news from Tianzheng Sect in the future."

Zhang Yong offered the speech he had prepared early in the morning.

Jiang Yiyu weighed it up: "Yes, what do you want to do?"

"It depends on what preparations you have."

Jiang Yiyu recalled it carefully: "Well, as far as I know, in addition to the official protection from experts, there is also a secret passage in the hall."

"We just need to keep the attendees safe, and I think that's okay"

"Is it really possible?" After hearing Zhang Yong's arrangement, Jiang Yiyu asked uncertainly.

"Anyway, you are the organizer, so you don't decide the rules?"

Jiang Yiyu nodded helplessly: "Hey, I'll try it, if it doesn't work, I have to tell Xu the truth."

"If you want to say it, say it in private." Zhang Yong quickly added.

Jiang Yiyu rolled his eyes at him: "Understood, I won't cheat your spies."

After speaking, he opened the door and left.

After watching Jiang Yiyu leave, Zhang Yong rolled onto the bed.

"Secret way. Secret way is good."

Coupled with tomorrow's design, Zhang Yong has a little more certainty in his heart.

Early the next morning, before the start of the competition, everyone gathered around the ring received the news of the rule change.

"Martial arts competition in the palace?" Everyone was a little surprised when they heard Baixiaomen's arrangement today.

The disciple of the Baixiaomen explained hesitantly: "Yes, the seniors of the Shimen watched the stars at night and said that it is not suitable for an open-air competition today. I wonder what the four of you think?"

Liaochen clasped his hands together and said, "As long as Donor Li doesn't object, the poor monk has no objections."

"I will follow the arrangement." Zhang Yong naturally would not object.

"No problem, it's just a discussion. Another way is fine." Xu Shouyi even looked forward to it.

Xiao Tianruo just nodded.

"Well, since the four of you have no objections, please follow me."

Under the leadership of this disciple, the four of them moved into the main hall, followed closely by the onlookers.

In the main hall, some of the original furnishings have been emptied, leaving only a few pillars in the huge hall, and three seats on the north side.

"The scope of your fight is here."

The disciple raised his hand and pointed, and everyone looked along.

I saw that under the four pillars in the center, the three-foot-square area was marked with yellow paint.

"The rules are still the same as yesterday, but don't break the pillars."

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, the competition in this palace really had to consider the safety of the house.

"Get ready, you can start the competition when the seniors arrive."

After the introduction, the disciples of Baixiaomen retreated.

As soon as Xu Shou entered the arena, he made fist gestures from time to time.

Zhang Yong walked back and forth, looking at the furnishings of the main hall curiously, guessing where the secret passage was located.

Liaochen still closed his eyes and chanted sutras, standing in place with Xiao Tianruo.

Not long after, Xu Jingyi and the other three entered the hall talking and laughing.

"These are the four young heroes who will compete today. You all work hard, and we have prepared a small gift for the winner."

After Xu Jing finished speaking with a smile, he invited the two guests to sit down.

Host Xu Jingyi took the main seat, Xu Daojian and Chen Xiaozhi lined up on the left and right.

Dozens of people followed behind and filed in, and the empty hall suddenly seemed a lot more crowded.

"The first game! Li Yi in Liangzhou City versus Faru Temple!"

The loud voice echoed in the hall, and Zhang Yong and Leo Chen entered the arena.

Second on the Qianlong list.

Zhang Yong's fighting spirit was aroused.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has taken advantage of it, so benefactor Li will attack first."

Liaochen's eyes drooped slightly, and there seemed to be no breath.

Big bald head, look down on me.Zhang Yong was upset, he raised his stick and waved it twice.

"Okay, I have already attacked. Master Liaochen, just let go."

Liaochen was stunned for a moment, and raised his palm in front of his chest.

"It's not Xiao Monk's fault. Donor Li, be careful."

As soon as the words fell, the monk's robe moved automatically without wind, and even Zhang Yongdang felt the surging momentum pressing on his head.

Pressed together with the momentum, there is also a palm.

Push it out slowly, it is dull and sticky, and it is sent to the front in line with the pace of the feet.

Zhang Yong urgently channeled his true energy, and with a wave of heat rising, he broke free from the invisible oppression.

Facing the overwhelming palm of Mount Tai, he moved his feet and moved to his side, and at the same time, the stick was drawn towards Chen's waist with the gust of wind.

Liaochen's palm pushed forward again, but for some reason, Zhang Yong felt that it was still covering him.

Nothing can be done, Zhang Yong relied on his intuition, retracted his stick and then hid, his feet did not touch the ground, his body shape changed again and again, and he moved around within the three-foot-square range.

But in his perception, no matter how he changed his position, that palm was always facing him, getting closer and closer.

On the sidelines, Xu Jingyi shook his head and sighed softly: "It's rare to be free if you feel a little caged."

Zhang Yong possessed light kung fu, yet he was firmly restrained by this inexplicable palm technique.

Damn, I really think I'm a monkey grandson.

Since he couldn't dodge it, Zhang Yong didn't dodge it at all, and slammed the long stick towards the palm.

"Crack!" The stick snapped, and the momentum of the palm stopped, and it was still pressing towards the left shoulder.

Zhang Yong's heart became ruthless, he discarded the stick and stretched out his fingers, the whole body's true energy circulated, gathered his fingertips, and pointed towards the palm of his hand with all his strength.

Fingering against palm, as if separated by layers of resistance, slowly approaching.

The internal energy of the two sides surged violently, and the true qi clashed. The clothes were blown and rattled, and the cloth on the sleeves was torn to pieces layer by layer by the chaotic true qi.

The two ignored the violent turbulence and stretched out their arms.

Finally, the golden palm and the red fingertips collided.

"Dang!" The sound of metal clashing was very clear in the hall.

Everyone stood on tiptoe, wanting to see more clearly.

I saw that the cloth strip was torn from Zhang Yong's right wrist to his right shoulder, and Liao Chen only exposed his forearm.

What's really strange is that Zhang Yong's arm is shimmering with golden light, and its color is obviously brighter than that of Li Chen.

Liaochen's pupils shrank, uncertain.

"This is."

Xiao Tianruo thought of something and blurted it out suddenly.

"Killing the golden body!"

(End of this chapter)