The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 289: Chi kiss reappears

The pride of the older generation.

A new generation of rookies.

This battle between old and new.

In the crowd, the onlookers were talking about it.

Zhang Yong is thirty-six this year. In the eyes of many young geniuses who are sixteen or seventeen, he is already an uncle.

There is a saying that the unpopular poet Li Shangyin is less famous than Jay Chou.

In the eyes of the older generation of monks, Zhang Yong, who guards the Eternal Building, is simply not too beautiful.

But in the eyes of the new generation.

Who is Zhang Yong?

Really unfamiliar?

On the contrary, it was Liu Bei who had been highly praised by the Zheng family all these years, active in the market, and famous among the younger generation.

What about Zhang Yong?

He is 40 years younger, and it is unrealistic for you to let him wander the streets and compete with others.

So in the eyes of the new generation of geniuses, Zhang Yong is already out of date.

Liu Bei was at the height of the sun, like the sun rising from the east.

"Suppressed right away?"

As a result, the two sides played against each other.

Everyone was stunned. Liu Bei raised his hand and didn't move yet. Zhang Yong saw what he was going to do next and made a countermeasure in advance.

Or block, or dodge, or head-on.

The scene was one-sided, as if the master was giving moves to the apprentice, and the difference was huge at a glance.

"Women are cheating, Zhang Yong must have studied Liu Bei's fighting style and habits, otherwise, how could he be so familiar with it for the first time when the two fought against each other?"

A young genius who was defeated by Liu Bei called out for him.

Hear this.

An older monk around him objected: "It's wrong, it's not that Zhang Yong has studied Liu Bei, but that Zhang Yong has experienced many battles. He has encountered all kinds of opponents, and there are precedents to follow. In addition, his fighting style is stable. , Liu Bei's trick is obviously not working."

Holding a black heavy ruler in his hand, Liu Bei's supernatural powers and spells are majestic, like raging waves.

Ordinary people, who are timid before fighting his spells, will lose three points on the psychological level.

In addition, spells have wave characteristics, one blow is stronger than one blow, and it is difficult to recover from the follow-up if the initiative is lost, and one can only lose again and again.

Zhang Yong is different.

If Liu Bei is a wave, he is a firm mountain.

Let the wind and rain blow, stay completely still, and respond to all changes with the same.

Liu Bei was young after all, and he was a little anxious to see his spells being easily dispelled.

People will faint when they are in a hurry.

If you are in a daze, you will be in a daze.

In the first ten rounds, the two sides still fought back and forth. After more than ten rounds, Liu Bei was left to be controlled by the nose, and defeat was only a matter of time.

"How could this be?"

Liu Bei became more and more frightened.

He asked himself that he knew Zhang Yong. Instead of telling him that the young lady of the Zheng family said that Zhang Yong's technique was called Giant Whale Jue, which was only considered top-notch in terms of the level of the technique.

And the exercise he learned is called Chaoyang Trifold Waves, which is an immortal exercise found in the ruins.

Relying on this technique, Liu Bei often fights by jumping up and down.

In terms of strength, he is in the middle of the fourth realm, while Zhang Yong is a beginner.

There is a gap, but it will not be the same as Lao Tzu beating his son.

But the reality is that Zhang Yong's magic power is as stable as a rock, and shaking it is like shaking a mountain, which is not the momentum that the Giant Whale Art should have at all.

In addition, the actual combat experience was completely crushed.

Before his own ideas were implemented, Zhang Yong had an insight into them in advance.

Whether it is one fight or ten fights, there is no luck at all.

"Miss misses me!"

Liu Bei wanted to cry but had no tears.

He also knew that Zhang Yong's cultivation base was deeper than his, so he thought that he could recover one or two by relying on his superiority in martial arts, and at the worst, he would lose both sides.

In the end, it was discovered that the information was wrong. Zhang Yongxing, a soldier, has no shortcomings at all.

"Yes, you are excellent, better than me back then."

Zhang Yong was dressed in gold, and his long hair was scattered behind him: "But it's not enough, let's keep working hard."

One punch.

Behind Zhang Yong, a phantom image of a mountain condensed, crashing down on the nine heavens.

Liu Bei waved the heavy ruler, trying to resist it with all his strength.

The Chaoyang Triple Wave, which is always invincible, is like a dream bubble under this kind of crushing, and it will shatter at the touch of a touch.

boom! !

Liu Bei was directly blasted out.

It fell to the ground and plowed a plow mark on the ground like a comet after it fell.

"I lost."

Liu Bei looked like a disastrous defeat, but he found that his injuries were not serious, and Zhang Yong obviously withdrew his strength in the final blow.

But he was extremely depressed.

Since he suffered a loss from Zhang Yong ten years ago, he has been going smoothly all the way and has never suffered a loss again.

Now that he was defeated, it was like pouring a basin of cold water on his head, and the whole person became sober.

"There are no worthless men under a great reputation."

"Brother is still very strong, even I will be defeated after thirty strokes."

Liu Nan stood beside Zhang Heng and looked at the ring with him: "Liu Bei is still too impatient. If we wait another 20 years, maybe there will be a close battle."

"maybe."

Zhang Heng was noncommittal.

Everyone has their own fate, Liu Bei has Liu Bei's chance, Zhang Yong also has Zhang Yong's chance.

Zhang Yong, who is not troubled by hidden injuries, is absolutely real in strength.

In addition, from the gold plate, I have learned the immortal skills, and the bamboo is blooming steadily, which is already different from a few years ago.

If Liu Bei is fighting against Zhang Yong at the age of 30.

Zhang Heng can say responsibly that he will not lose, and even if he cannot win, he can still fight with Zhang Yong and lose his reputation.

But the problem is that Zhang Yong is not 30 years old this year, but 36 years old.

This is awkward.

"Comfortable..."

Coming down from the field, Zhang Yong smiled all over his face: "A group of young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they are always clamoring that the times will change. They really changed the times. I, my old bones, should drink the northwest wind."

Facing the embarrassing Zhang Yong, Zhang Heng gave him a supercilious look.

But without waiting to say anything, Miss Zheng came over accompanied by her maid: "Brother Zhang, congratulations, I told Liu Bei a long time ago not to challenge you, but he didn't listen, so did I." There is no way, his behavior does not represent our Zheng family."

The smile on Zhang Yong's face did not change, and he said kindly: "Young people always like to show off. This is not good. You need to be educated. If you don't sharpen it, how can a sword become a sharp edge?"

Seeing Zhang Yong being gentle towards her as always, Miss Zheng's heart was secretly happy, but her face remained calm: "Brother Yong knows a lot, unlike me, with mediocre talent and low strength, he can only drift with the tide and wait for Chaohua to grow old. "

After finishing speaking, he felt that it was not enough, so he added: "Brother Yong, your clothes are so beautiful, and your beard is really masculine."

"Yes, I feel very manly too."

Seeing that his dressing was recognized by others, Zhang Yong was happier than winning against Liu Bei.

It's just that Miss Zheng's family still has something to do, so she went to see Liu Bei after a few words, and she didn't enjoy boasting about Zhang Yong.

"Brother, just listen to what she says, don't take it seriously."

Although Zhang Heng was expressionless, his expression was extremely serious.

After all, the current Zhang Yong is dressed like Jiumozhi, which is really not aesthetically pleasing.

However, he feels good about himself, he is dressed in gold clothes, and he wears the same clothes as a coquettish bag.

"Nonsense, she's been talking for a long time, and this is the truth."

Zhang Yong retorted, and then put on a serious face: "I will discuss important matters with people from several big families in a while. The sea beast with high intelligence that the Zheng family met back then appeared again, and even attacked the Wang family's sea beast farm. , I have to go and see."

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Heng wasn't joking either: "Brother, don't forget what I told you, remember, remember, don't fight head-on with that chi kiss, otherwise you will blood stain your clothes and die miserably."

Zhang Yong's face became even darker: "Picking the stars with the sun and the moon in hand, there is no one like me in the world."

Chapter 2 Ninety: Princess Aoli

In the future, I will have time to drink a cup of celebratory wine.

Zhang Yong left in a hurry, and together with the masters of the eight major families, went to investigate the Chi kiss.

in fact.

For this matter, Zhang Yong can shirk.

Eternal Building Xiaojia Xiaoye, it is not impossible to hide behind and let the tall one go up first.

But Zhang Yong did not shirk, instead he did his part.

If he was born in a time of war, he would be a hero with a humble reputation and dare not forget to worry about the country.

Just hero.

There is often blood and tears, and the ending is mostly unspeakable.

as predicted.

One day half a year later, Zhang Heng suddenly saw the lights in the lotus lantern flickering.

Looking forward through the firelight, Zhang Yong was deeply surrounded and was fighting with countless sea beasts.

Those who make good use of it will drown, and those who are good at fighting will perish.

Looking at Zhang Yong who was in a hard fight, Zhang Heng was not surprised.

Because no one wins all the time.

Even if there is, that person is not Zhang Yong.

"He bears the appearance of a dragon and a tiger, and has the light of a golden lotus on his feet."

"Dragon and tiger, golden lotus, majestic Dharma appearance with ten thousand zhang light."

Holding the fly whisk in his hand, Zhang Heng chanted the mantra and prayed every time he said it.

Three consecutive prayers.

The lotus lamp is filled with fire.

In addition, Zhang Yong, who was surrounded by sea beasts and fought hard, felt blessed from his heart. His exhausted body rejuvenated and became more courageous as he fought.