Chapter 87: Polite

Style: Girl Author: The Snow EmperorWords: 2737Update Time: 24/01/12 01:58:35
The game lasted from morning until dusk.

The further you get to the back, the more masters appear. Except for the famous ones, the others are actually pretty good.

Chen Yi was also surprised.

"This year's Ampang National Championship, everyone competed so seriously."

Mu Qingyun laughed: "Although we fight very seriously, we are very measured."

All the players are willing to hit the target, not to mention killing, even hurting others.

She saw Wen Li in several arenas.

There is only one exception in the arena.

When the sky got dark, it was finally Mu Luosheng's turn to play, facing off against Yiwei Dujiang, Xing Xixi.

Xing Xixi walked up the stone steps to the ring in a serious manner, step by step, without showing off his extraordinary lightness skills. However, when Mu Qingyun saw him walking, he felt like a dragonfly flying across the lake, very light.

Mu Qingyun thought: He is very good at Qinggong.

I don’t know if I can walk without moving the trees.

As long as it consumes some of his physical strength and affects his condition, Xing Xixi's mission will be completed.

The referee grabbed the time and waved his hand: "Start!"

boom!

In an instant, the audience present was horrified.

No one thought that Xing Xixi, who everyone knew must be at a disadvantage, would make the first move.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the other person rushed in front of Mu Luosheng and punched him directly in the face.

The fist was heavy and heavy, and the muscles all over his body were condensed. Mu Qingyun felt like he had seen a tiger descending from the mountain.

Everyone was surprised.

Mu Luosheng was obviously surprised for a moment, but he still reacted quickly. He turned his head and slashed Xing Xixian's abdomen with the back of his heavy sword.

The audience outside the venue instinctively shrank their stomachs.

Xing Xixi was able to control his instincts and endured the attack, hitting Mu Luosheng on the left side of his face with one punch.

There was a row of blades on the glove, and Mu Luosheng's blood spurted out. His face sank slightly, but it seemed that he had not been affected at all. Before the first sword's power was exhausted, the second sword caught up with him, and each one was stronger than the last.

Xing Xixi then pulled away and retreated, vomiting two mouthfuls of blood as he retreated.

He only took a few steps back and then rushed forward again.

Mu Luosheng's airy expression finally became a little solemn: "Okay, take my move——"

In an instant, a thick and heavy aura erupted from this moment. The martial arts arena seemed to be weighed down by a mountain, and everyone found it difficult to even breathe.

Zhuo Yanfei exhaled: "It is as motionless as a mountain."

This is one of the unique skills of the accurate sword Shengmu Shiyi. It is as immovable as a mountain. When used with a heavy sword, the power is also amazing.

Xing Xixi still refused to retreat. He took a deep breath, and his muscles all over his body swelled. His fist met the overwhelming Taishan, and still only hit Mu Luosheng's face.

Mu Qingyun gasped and asked in a low voice: "Is this a reed crossing the river?"

Chen Yi hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Wang Jiaoxi.

Wang Jiaoxi also said nothing.

Mu Qingyun turned around and suddenly understood.

Since his nickname is Yiwei Dujiang, his Qinggong is certainly good and his nickname is rarely wrong.

But no matter how good Qinggong is, it won't do much harm to Mu Luosheng.

The competition committee thought well, but Xing Xixi knew it himself. He knew as soon as he saw Mu Luosheng that this man's Qing Gong was equally good. In the imagined situation of hanging someone and looking for opportunities to injure him, Qing Gong alone could not do it. .

….Xing Xixi was born in the Vajra Sect and was a monk before. He practiced not only Qinggong but also boxing since childhood.

The two of them fought thirteen moves in a row, and Xing Xixi was finally hit firmly on the shoulder by Mu Luosheng's sword. He rolled over and fell to the ground, with blood flowing from his nose, eyes, and ears.

Outside the stadium, all the spectators held their breath.

All the warriors stood up and the atmosphere became tense.

Mu Luosheng looked solemn: "Good boxing skills, you are a man, go down."

Xing Xingxi patted the ground and flew up, just as he spoke

In the blink of an eye, the person had reached Mu Luosheng's side, and his fists were flying for a while.

It's still raining.

The thin punches were like stones falling from the sky.

Mu Luosheng's face was also injured, but his sword was not affected at all.

Everyone felt that the sword light on the ring hurt their eyes and made all the hairs on their bodies stand up.

The sword was faster than the other, and heavier than the other.

Xing Xixi became more and more difficult to resist. Later on, he only avoided the killing moves that would make him lose his fighting power. As for the others, he withstood them.

Mu Luosheng finally regained his natural calmness and smiled: "That's okay, I'll give you a training session."

"From now on, you can no longer practice martial arts, or even walk, but it doesn't matter, this is life."

Xing Xixi wiped the blood on his face and said nothing.

His only mission today was to injure the tree, and it would be best if he could be seriously injured.

He must strive for an absolute victory for those who come after him.

For this, he would risk his life.

Mu Qingyun curled her fingers. She wanted to persuade Xing Xixian to retreat, but for some reason, she couldn't say it.

In a flash of thought, before Mu Luosheng finished speaking, the heavy sword quickly began to rotate. The large bluestones on the entire ring cracked inch by inch. The audience who were close to the ring instinctively began to shrink back.

Zhuo Yanfei stood up suddenly with a solemn expression: "Ten thousand reincarnations!"

Mu Qingyun's eyes were fixed on the heavy sword, his mind was in a mess, suddenly an idea flashed, and he said loudly: "Senior brother - infinite prajna, the mind is at ease, the words are silent, the body is moving naturally!"

Xing Xixi raised his head when he heard the sound, his chest bulged slightly, and he suddenly shouted - "Roar!"

Following the shout, a stream of air swept up the flying sand and rocks in the martial arts arena, carrying the air waves and rushing towards the trees.

Mu Luosheng's rapidly rotating heavy sword was released in an instant and almost fell to the ground. His arm muscles swelled, and there was a faint tearing sound.

At this moment, Xing Xian's slender figure rushed forward, and a punch was aimed at the door. Mu Luosheng raised his left hand to block it, but he took three steps back, and then three steps back. His arms trembled slightly, and his nostrils trembled. A few drops of blood came out and his face turned pale.

Everyone wears arm guards and headgear, but obviously, these arm guards can protect his arms, but the pain will still hurt, and the injury will still hurt.

After a successful blow, all the strength in Xing Xixi's body was gone. He retreated and immediately raised his hand to signal defeat.

The referee quickly pushed him off the ring and threw him into the group of doctors.

Sitting full of silence.

Mu Luosheng calmed down, retracted his arm, and bowed carefully to Xing Xing.

Mu Qingyun also let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately she has a good memory.

The sentence she recited comes from the Avatamsaka Sutra.

"You can meditate when you are sitting, you can meditate when you are walking, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata. When spring comes, the flowers turn green, and when autumn comes, the leaves fall. The mind is at ease with endless prajna, and the movement and stillness of the body are natural in silence."

....This contains a martial art, "One Leaf Tathagata".

Mu Qingyun also had an idea in an instant.

Mu Luosheng's "Ten Thousand Ways of Reincarnation" looks like a swordsmanship, but in fact it requires the mobilization of all five senses including his hearing, smell, and touch, and it also requires peak control.

At his age, he was still very unfamiliar with this move. Mu Qingyun thought of the information he had read, a book called "Jie Shen Jie", in which there was a paragraph that explained the move "One Leaf Tathagata". .

It seems that the wood is falling.

But if he calls it out directly, he is afraid that Mu Luosheng himself will know the details of this move.

Fortunately, Xing Xixi was not only born in the Vajra Sect, he was also a disciple of the abbot, and knew how to use the "One Leaf Tathagata" trick.

Mu Luosheng walked down from the ring, nodded humbly and politely to Xing Xixi, who was lying on the stretcher, and said, "Thank you for your advice."

"After this time, I think I will be more diligent in my ten thousand reincarnations."

Xing Xixi sneered and said nothing.

Mu Luosheng saluted Mu Qingyun again, then put his sword on his back and left the martial arts arena step by step.

This match

After the game, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly seemed much more relaxed.

Mu Qingyun looked around, but still didn't see Situ Qingshuang.

In fact, Situ was more important now, but what she mainly wanted to see was the historian Lou Ying.

For such a long time, she had been doing her own thing seriously and being a hard-working Zhang Qingqing, but when she dreamed about it at midnight, she still missed that person a little.

After all, that person is carrying Teacher Xiao Fang.

Just when the referee was about to announce that Situ Qingshuang was absent, this guy came slowly despite the heavy rain.

Situ Qingshuang stepped onto the ring, and his opponent, Xue Liang from Yanzimen, also breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly admitted defeat.

If Situ Qingshuang didn't come, Xue Liang didn't know how it would end.

Everyone knows very well that Situ Qingshuang is the trump card prepared for Mu Luosheng. If he loses in the first round, is it possible that he will compete with Mu Luosheng?

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The Snow Emperor