Taoist Mu Song bowed his head, his face showed no worries, no joy, no sadness, and he spoke calmly.
"Blessings are immeasurable, the deity is born, the layman has a brilliant move! The poor man admits defeat!"
The incident happened suddenly, and everyone watching the battle exclaimed. In their eyes, it was clear that the two were evenly matched. Most people were very puzzled as to why Taoist Mu Song gave up.
"It was right, why did it stop suddenly?"
"The shady story! The shady story!"
"This this"
Huang Xian didn't understand why Taoist Mu Song gave up despite all the trouble. He turned around and looked at He Xinsi eagerly, looking eager for answers. He Xinsi looked at him disappointedly and said angrily.
"You, you! Sigh, is it possible that all your eyesight is spent on women's bellies? It's so obvious that you can't even see it. Your level has deteriorated quite a bit. I'm really disappointed!"
Huang Xian knew he was in the wrong, but he was very curious as to why Master Mu Song gave up so quickly. He was really itchy and couldn't bear it, so he said it bravely.
"Lao He, don't be angry, I promise! I will practice hard as soon as I return from watching the game!"
He Xinsi sighed, who had let him fall in love with such a person? He had no choice but to explain patiently.
"The Wudang sect's martial arts emphasizes stopping with stillness, overcoming hardness with softness, defeating the long with short force, and relying on luck. Although Wudang Kung Fu does not focus on offense, it cannot be easily invaded. Look at the situation on the ring just now. Taoist Mu Song has already used After showing Wudang's unique Tai Chi skill, the two men's fight seemed to be back and forth, but in fact, Taoist Mu Song had already lost."
Huang Xian nodded to himself. What He Xinsi meant was that Taoist Mu Song could not completely resist Li Jie's attack even if he used Tai Chi, and could not protect himself. Although the scene was still bearable, he would be defeated if he continued. It's just a matter of time. Taoist Mu Song is also a senior in the martial arts world. Is it possible that he has to wait until he gets injured before giving in?
Seeing Huang Xian frowning in thought, He Xinsi glanced at him approvingly, looking like a teachable brat.
"Old Huang, I won't go back to the mountain this time. The world is in chaos and war is everywhere. It's the time for a good man to make contributions."
Huang Xian was shocked when he heard this and said: "What! Could it be that you want to help the Zhennan King rebel?"
He Xinsi rolled his eyes at him: "How is that possible! I must be on the side of the imperial court. The King of Zhennan has no regard for ethics and is good at using weapons. The great world has become so chaotic that our Ming Dynasty is surrounded by enemies from both sides. I don't know how many people will suffer. How could I help someone do evil!"
Huang Xian rubbed his chin and raised his eyebrows: "Then how are you going to explain to that old man?"
He Xinsi pondered for a moment, and after a moment his eyes were firm, and he said with a decisive tone: "It has been a common practice throughout the ages to serve the country and go to disaster! If the old man really wants to punish me afterwards, it doesn't matter if I let him do whatever he wants!"
Huang Xian remained silent after listening to He Xinsi's words. He took out the wine bag from his waist and sipped the wine. The usually sweet and mellow wine had no taste at all. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and raised his head again. , looked at He Xinsi and grinned.
"Old He! Remember to take me with you!"
He Xinsi smiled happily and whispered: "Okay!"
The two of them grew up together, learned martial arts together, and retired from the world together. They are not brothers more than real brothers. The old man who taught them martial arts has always strictly prohibited them from serving the court due to their early years. He Xinsi was influenced by his father before he became an orphan. education, and the ambition to serve the country.
Unfortunately, the family suffered a catastrophe later, and He Xinsi wandered around the world. Later, he met Huang Xian. Although Huang Xian was a bit unsociable at ordinary times, he was still reliable at critical moments. If the old man knew that they secretly joined the army, he would most likely be ruined. their martial arts.
Huang Xian laughed, pointed at the stage and said: "Old He, look at your dead fish face, what's there to be afraid of? At worst, I'll give my martial arts back to that old immortal. Look, the head of the Emei Sect is coming. Oh, tsk tsk, don’t tell me. If I hadn’t known her true age, I would have thought she was only thirty. Hehe, I don’t know if what the old man said after being drunk that time was true. Master Huikong is so lucky. .”
Seeing Huang Xian's despicable look again, He Xinsi showed a smile on his lips and did not correct Huang Xian for saying 'old and immortal' again.
'Well, I was worried for nothing just now. '
The old things mentioned by Huang Xian are related to the two sects of Jingang Temple and Emei, so it is better not to mention them. Fortunately, Huang Xian is not crazy, and the latter sentence is a sound transmission method.
He Xinsi couldn't help but glared at him: "Shut your stinky mouth!"
After saying this, his eyes were fixed on the two people fighting on the stage. In the blink of an eye, the two people exchanged hundreds of moves.
Emei Sect leader Huan Zhen was defeated by one hundred and eighty moves!
Zhu Yuanshou, who was hidden in the crowd, was smiling so much that he was beaming with joy. The words he just finished teasing were what he said. Can he be happy that his son was bullied? Not in the mood to curse?
"Commander Bai, how are you doing?"
Bai Shaoxie wore a bamboo hat on his head, and his originally cold face could not help but soften a little, and the corners of his mouth under the bamboo hat slightly raised in a cold voice.
"That's it!"
"Mr. Zhu, let's quickly set off back to Beijing. We have already prepared for the next battle. It seems that the Eighth Prince does not need our protection here."
When Zhu Yuanshou heard this, his expression suddenly became serious, and he exuded a compelling aura. The people around him were aroused by this aura and couldn't help but take a step back. When Zhu Yuanshou saw this, he immediately woke up and quickly retracted this unintentional aura. Fortunately, he didn't wake up to the power he exuded, otherwise he would have been exposed.
"Okay, let's go first!"
'Huh? Isn't this breath Mr. Zhu's? '
Li Jie was sitting cross-legged on the ring adjusting his breath and recovering when he suddenly noticed the trace of aura that Zhu Yuanshou exuded unintentionally. Although it was just fleeting, others might have thought it was an illusion, but Li Jie was different. He had fought against Zhu Yuanshou and was absolutely Will not admit mistakes.
Suddenly, two retreating figures came into view, resembling Zhu Yuanshou and Bai Shaoxie, and Li Jie couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.
'It's really them! '
An hour later.
Sun Feng, the elder of the Kongtong sect who teaches martial arts, was defeated by one hundred and fifty moves! Seriously injured!
Next, Li Jie agreed to fight again tomorrow on the grounds of physical discomfort. In fact, he had nothing to do. He did this mainly to delay time. It was rare to gather this group of masters in one place. I would be sorry if I didn't waste more time. Brother Gu Santong can hold back a grandmaster, but the power available to King Zhennan will be reduced by one point.
As one of the eight major sects, Kunlun, Huashan, and the Beggar Clan were too embarrassed to force a wheel-to-wheel battle with a shy face, so they agreed to Li Jie's proposal. Although the others were a little dissatisfied, they had to endure it due to the power of the eight major sects.
As soon as he got off the stage, Liu Wuhen, the owner of Wanhua Villa, approached Li Jie and chased him to talk about medicine. Li Jie excused that he was too tired and needed to rest, and said that he would talk to him after the competition was over.
The next day, the ring battle continued.
Xiang Lesheng, the head of the Kunlun Sect, was defeated by one hundred and twenty moves! Minor injury!
Han Tai, the great elder of the Huashan Sect, was defeated by fifteen moves out of a hundred! Seriously injured!
Sun Feizhou, the elder of the Beggar Clan who teaches martial arts, was defeated by a hundred moves! Seriously injured!
