Chapter 487 The strong bullies the weak

Style: Heros Author: Qin ZhiWords: 2039Update Time: 24/01/11 14:44:32
Among all the masters in the world, only martial arts is respected.

Therefore, all warriors hope to practice unparalleled martial arts, or obtain peerless magic weapons, in order to defeat invincible opponents in the world.

However, throughout the ages, no one is truly invincible. Good swimmers often drown, and great generals are inevitably killed in battle.

When Zhang Yu was young, he could be described as a true martial arts fanatic. He had defeated many famous martial arts masters at that time. But later, just when he was most proud, he encountered the most important failure in his life. This failure almost affected his life and changed his view on martial arts.

Zhang Yu, this peerless master who is famous all over the world, is also a very mysterious martial arts master. Now, he is already in his late teens, but there are still many martial arts masters who don't know much about him at all. Among them was Sheng Lingren, the Lord of the Temple, one of the four major families.

Zhang Yu has retired from the world for many years, and Sheng Lingren has been famous for many years, but the two have never really fought against each other. If Prince Xiao doesn't let Wu Xing invite his master Zhang Yu to come out to fight against Sheng Lingren, the most ambitious person in the world, I'm afraid the two of them will never have the chance to fight again in their lifetime.

Zhang Yu and Sheng Lingren only met for the first time, and then they both flew to the top of the temple, as if they were going to have a real martial arts contest. Of course, at this time, Zhang Yu was already old and declining, but now Sheng Lingren was really a hero in his prime and in the prime of his life. It's just that the two of them don't know each other very well, and their martial arts methods and understanding of martial arts are completely different. It's not easy for one to completely defeat the other.

The main hall of the temple is extremely splendid. Although it is not as good as the imperial palace, it is still much more magnificent than many noble palaces in the capital. Its main hall is several feet high, and is filled with gold and tiles, making it extremely rich. Zhang Yu stood at the pinnacle, and with flying hair, he immediately had the demeanor of an immortal from the divine realm. Sheng Lingren followed closely behind, flew up and stood face to face with Zhang Yu, but he was also majestic and heroic.

Many of Sheng Lingren's goals have actually been achieved. He asked his adopted son Sheng to inexplicably take advantage of everyone's unpreparedness and secretly kidnap Prince Xiao, and then asked his eldest son Sheng Zhiqiang to restrain the fifth line. With the secret cooperation of the Hu man Suo Lekang, Master Mei Yun, who was controlled by Shen Lingyu, It just happened to shock everyone in the Tang Sect, and his disciples were also acting secretly. It seemed that they had already secured victory. However, he understood most that Zhang Yu and Wu Xing were the real trump cards of the Emperor and Prince Xiao. If he couldn't defeat Zhang Yu, then all his arrangements would probably be in vain.

Sheng Lingren and Zhang Yu were not very familiar with each other, and now they were on opposite sides, so naturally they didn't have much to say. Sheng Lingren's Holy Qigong emphasizes using Qi to defend against enemies. As long as there is Qi, his Holy Qigong can exert endless power. Without saying a word, Sheng Lingren struck out with another palm, and his divine and supreme energy suddenly came like a lingering wind, approaching the rain god Zhang Yu. Although Zhang Yu's martial arts is very powerful, his lifelong secret skill is still his water-based magical skill, Dripping Water Jin. There was no water at the top of the temple, so he could only use the waves to hit the shore, trying his best to resist Sheng Lingren's holy qigong.

Although Zhang Yu's Jing Tao slaps the shore palm is powerful, but when compared with the Holy Qigong, it is still superior, and the momentum and strength are completely suppressed by the opponent.

The strong wind of the Holy Qigong blew past, causing Zhang Yu's face and skin to ache, his beard and hair flying, and his sleeves and robes torn in the wind.

Zhang Yu knew that once he was given the upper hand by Holy Qigong, it would be extremely difficult for him to regain the initiative. Therefore, he was unwilling to dodge and still wanted to fight Sheng Ling to the end. However, he had no water to borrow from, and he could not resist the power of the Holy Qi with just the waves crashing on the shore.

Zhang Yu tried his best, and finally managed to block Sheng Lingren's first palm with his palm. However, Sheng Lingren had already gained the upper hand with his first move, so how could he miss the opportunity?

When faced with an enemy, one will be full of energy, then it will weaken, and three times it will be exhausted.

Sheng Lingren failed to completely defeat him with one palm, so he suddenly bullied him, and in a moment he was already above Zhang Yu's head. Zhang Yu was unable to use his most powerful magical skill, Dripping Water Energy, and was unwilling to retreat, so Sheng Ling could only take the initiative and the upper hand. Although he was completely suppressed by Sheng Lingren in terms of momentum, he was very powerful. Sheng Lingren's Holy Qigong was only powerful but not harmful, so it was not easy to defeat him for a while.

Zhang Yuchu suffered a small loss and immediately set up a portal to wait for the Sheng Ling people to attack. He has experienced hundreds of battles and knows that Sheng Ling people like to be domineering. When they are in power, they are absolutely unwilling to let go of any opportunity. Sheng Lingren suddenly jumped into the air and immediately arrived above Zhang Yu's head.

At this time, Zhang Yu clearly felt that Sheng Lingren suddenly froze in mid-air, neither rising nor falling, as if he suddenly turned into a phantom in the void, but the real person was no longer there.

However, he is still him, he is still Sheng Lingren. The reason why he stood in mid-air was because a strong energy had quickly condensed around his body, as if it was about to swallow up the sky and the earth. Sheng Lingren was suspended in mid-air and kept doing his exercises, and the energy around him was getting stronger and stronger. The scale was actually similar to the main hall of the temple below.

In the face of such powerful energy, the elderly Zhang Yu looked so small and weak.

Fortunately, these smallness and weakness are all superficial. He is still the God of Rain, he is still Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu had heard a lot about Sheng Lingren's holy qigong before, but he had never seen how domineering the holy qigong was. When I saw it, I suddenly felt that something was extraordinary. If I couldn't use the dripping power, I wouldn't be able to break Sheng Lingren's holy qigong.

Sheng Lingren stood in the air and suddenly roared. He thought he had enough momentum, and then suddenly turned around and slapped Zhang Yu's palms with the force of Mount Tai.

Zhang Yu stood at the end of the room, but still showed no fear. He also used both palms to fight with Sheng Lingren.

call. . . . . .

The four palms intertwined, and a strong wind roared above the main hall. The tiles on the roof fell off with a "crackling" sound, and the remaining eaves of the roof's arms also appeared one by one.

The people of Sheng Ling used the overwhelming strength of Mount Tai to attack the weak enemies, and naturally they had an infinite upper hand. Zhang Yu used his lifelong skills to fight against Sheng Lingren. Although he was not completely defeated, it was still a small defeat.

With a "click" sound, the eaves under Zhang Yu's feet finally broke apart due to the fierce competition between the two, and Zhang Yu's body fell into the hall first.

However, Sheng Lingren seemed to be chasing after him, and his palms were not separated from Zhang Yu at all, and he only chased after Zhang Yu closely.

There was another "boom", and Zhang Yu's feet were nailed straight to the ground of the main hall like wooden stakes. Not only was a big hole poked out at the point where the force was applied to the ground, but there were also cracks and cracks extending all around, and "crackling" sounds were constantly heard.