Li Wudi took a sharp breath, and the spiritual energy in his body surged, and within a few breaths, his momentum climbed to its peak again.
"Then Senior Brother Zou, don't blame Junior Brother... for showing no mercy.
The calm man heard the tone of the white-robed young man in front of him, which also contained a confident tone, and it seemed that he was getting serious next.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised slightly, and then he shook his head with a "Your Excellency, please do something" look.
The boy in white robe was getting ready to go. Of course, he didn't notice the various changes in the face of Senior Brother Zou in front of him, nor did he notice the strange expressions of Wu Juan, Lei Zhong, Wei Si and others behind him who were watching him. .
Wu Juan even twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said to Wei Si: "Senior Brother Wei, do you really think there is no problem with Meng Jiu?"
Wei Si had a bright smile on his face and said: "Of course there is no problem. His youthful demeanor and courage are commendable."
Even Lei Zhong, who had always been steady, put his hand on his forehead and said with an unknown expression: "I'm afraid that this new junior brother will be beaten to pieces in the end."
Xian Shang, who had his hands wrapped around his sleeves, had different opinions on Lei Zhong's words, "Hey, Junior Brother Lei, don't say that. I think Junior Brother Wu Di's Taoist heart and character are very tenacious. He is definitely not the kind of person who gives up halfway. ."
Wu Gun, who was carrying a long iron rod, trembled with his big beard, and then said roughly: "Ah! Then Meng Jiu, didn't he suffer?!"
It was also at this time that the boy in white robe finally took action.
That was a blow that gathered all the majestic power of his body, even more than the previous punch with Xian Shang!
It was this shocking punch that made Li Wudi extremely confident in his heart, because he was convinced that even if a great monk from the Lingtai realm came, without using the spiritual realm, he could resist his blow with his physical body alone without being seriously injured. It's going to take quite a bit of damage.
Not to mention that the peaceful man in front of him really didn't resist at all, he just stood up straight and exposed the whole body to an unobstructed view.
Boom!
With the strong spiritual energy, the strong physical strength of the whole body, and the blessing of the little golden man, a punch that could break the ground hit Zou Fan directly under the navel.
Li Wudi still didn't kill him, but for monks, this part is considered a weak point in practice. Once a heavy blow hurts the internal organs, it will definitely not be as simple as just being seriously injured.
It may be that if the recipient is not good enough, it will leave considerable sequelae for future practitioners and affect their path to the great path.
"Junior Brother Wu Di, this punch is still a bit light, but compared to the previous punch, it is much heavier..."
Zou Fan slowly lowered his head, looked at the handsome face of the white-robed young man in front of him, and said calmly: "It's still not enough."
Seeing this situation, the white-robed boy's face did not show any surprise this time, but instead showed a bit of solemnity.
At the moment of the hit, he realized that the feeling coming from his fist was like that of the man in front of him. There was a protective film on the surface of the body. That protective film was like a golden bell, protecting the man's body very well. The protection is inside, and if you want to have a substantial impact on the man in front of you, you must break that protective film!
No wonder, Senior Brother Zou is so confident, it turns out that his physical body has such advantages.
Once you know the trick, you just need to prescribe the right medicine. Facing such a strong defense, undoubtedly the simplest and crudest way is to break it with a very strong punch.
And these are just thoughts in Li Wudi's mind for a moment, and with a movement in his heart, a mysterious power emanates from his body, of course, it does not dissipate inside.
In his right eye, a trace of green light flashed.
Blue eyes!
Back to the origin!
In an instant, just when everyone thought that the young man in white robe would step back and look for another opportunity after his punch failed, but who knew that the young man in white robe maintained the posture of punching the peaceful man, and for three full seconds After the break.
On his body, the aura of the same terrifying power as before broke out again. How could it be like this in such a short period of time? !
This is something that even the Lingtai realm monks cannot do.
unless......
The monks present immediately thought of the only possibility, which was for the monks to burn their own original power and overdraw the foundation of the avenue.
Wu Juan's expression changed, and he swung the iron rod on his shoulder with his big hand, and shouted: "Mengjiu, don't do stupid things. This is just a test, nothing like that..."
The rough voice fell, and the huge bombardment spread, and the white-robed boy punched again!
But this time, the interval was extremely short, and the distance between the two was only a few inches, and they were directly face to face.
Zou Fan's face, which was always peaceful and unfazed, rarely showed a hint of concentration.
"No, Wu Bangzi...this new junior brother doesn't seem to be using such extreme methods to improve his strength in a short period of time."
The sharp-eyed Wei Si kept staring at the white-robed boy until he punched, and he also discovered some clues in it.
"Ah? Really?" Wu Juan scratched his head and felt relieved. After all, Mengjiu was Boss Chen's most devoted junior brother in the wine shop.
Xian Shang also had one hand stretched out from the sleeves of his hands. It was an extremely white hand, with slender skin and delicate skin, like a beauty's fingers that were not touched by spring water.
That hand seemed to be exposed, and it had a magical keen perception effect, which made the man in the immortal robe look thoughtful, and said like this: "But, I didn't feel that the little junior brother, at this time If the physical body feels empty due to excessive consumption, even the aura is stable."
Lei Zhong touched his chin and followed a few people who echoed each other: "So, how did he do it? Is it his special immortal talent? Or is there some magical power?"
No one can know.
After a while, a voice like this sounded again: "Yes, this punch plus the previous punch, superimposed with a very short distance between them, is finally heavy."
The tone was full of praise, but the person being praised was livid.
Because Li Wudi discovered that even so, he did not let the person in front of him take even a step back, only swaying a little.
And that extremely critical protective film cracked a little under his perception, but it still didn't break.
"call."
Li Wudi gasped and slowly took two steps back, keeping a moderate distance from the peaceful man.
Just when everyone thought that the boy in white robe in front of them would choose to rest for a while and punch again.
But the fists that had never been released in the hands of the young man in white robes were quietly released, and the powerful physical intention on his body also dispersed and no longer condensed.
Are you planning to give up?
"What, Junior Brother Wu Di, are you planning to admit defeat?"
"I thought that the rumored Li Mengjiu, who could fight Zhao Qian in the Lingtai realm with the strength of Bigu, was so powerful, but now it seems that his reputation is somewhat untrue."
The peaceful man said with a smile.
Facing the person in front of him and knowing his other identity, Li Wudi was not surprised, because Wu Juan, who was also a thirty-dollar wine shop, was also here, and they were both members of the same division. , which is also a matter of course.
Li Wudi listened to the obvious provoking method in those words, and smiled casually: "Senior Brother Zou, there is no need to use this kind of provoking method. With your strength, senior brother, in Wu Di's opinion, you are higher than that Zhao Qian." There are a lot of them, I guess senior brother must be in the late stage of Lingtai or even the realm of Dzogchen, right?"
Zou Fan was silent when he heard the words, but what the young man said next made him a little more interested.
"Of course, Junior Brother, I certainly don't want to admit defeat. After all, a seven-foot tall man with strong blood is naturally eager to win. As for the next move, Wu Di is afraid that he will use it to defeat you, Senior Brother Zou, and it will be a bit overwhelming."
"Haha, interesting, really interesting."
"Don't worry, as long as you can make me take a step back, junior brother, no matter what method you use, it will be considered as junior brother's victory, and this test will naturally pass."
The peaceful man smiled freely, spread his hands, revealing himself, and said with a fearless expression.
"Then with Senior Brother Zou's words, Junior Brother Wu Di will feel relieved."
As he spoke, Li Wudi closed his eyes slightly, spread his feet slightly, and tapped the fingers of his naturally hanging right hand slightly, as if he was pulling something.
The other left hand slowly raised, and he also said slowly: "Actually, all the senior brothers may have a preconception about the junior brother."
Hmm...an illusion?
Everyone present had a bit of curiosity in their eyes.
In the distance, on the top of the yellow and white stone tower, Cui Yang, a tall old man, was sitting at a wine table, but what he was drinking was the hot tea.
He squinted his eyes slightly. Of course he saw what was happening among his disciples below. When he saw the unnamed disciple he brought with him making special moves, he also knew what the young man was going to do next. What will it do.
He said calmly: "With my own shortcomings, I am naturally no match for the strengths of others, so...it is a wise move."
In the open space surrounded by yellow and white stone houses, a sound that was neither light nor heavy spread.
"There are two ways that I am good at, the way of the body and...the way of the sword."
There was a pause for words, but everyone in the scene seemed to be in the silent void. Following the words of the white-robed young man, there was a faint sound of sword chanting.
"One year ago, I achieved some success in the way of the flesh. One year later, the way of the Lord should be... a sword in my hand!"
call out!
The young man who fell in response and spoke, under the scrutiny of many eyes, picked up a sword at an unknown moment with his hand at the same level as his head.
That sword was still a wooden sword half as tall as a man.
The moment the sword was held in the young man's hand, a "power" that seemed to affect the heaven and earth suddenly rushed up!
The heavy dark clouds in the sky were blown away, and a huge circular beam of warm and charming light shone on the body of a young man in white robe holding a sword.
Absolutely, no matter it was Wei Zuo, Xian Shang, Lei Zhong or Zou Fan, they all had some respect for the white-robed young man in their hearts.
Just because the powerful momentum that the young man exuded was the sword momentum, and it was the sword momentum of walking on an extremely spacious sword path!
On the road of the great road, it is no worse than the steps taken by any of them on the road of the flesh.
The white-robed young man's heart was filled with concentration, his eyes opened sharply, with a touch of golden and bright eyes, and he murmured softly: "Taixu Sword Technique, the first style..."
"Sword Raising Style!"
