Chen Jialuo stepped forward slowly and stood opposite Hu Long, who was walking towards him.
The two sides each clasped their fists in greeting and said "Please!" in unison, and then the two figures came together in a flash, and used their fists and feet to attack and defend each other for more than ten moves at extremely fast speeds.
At this time, there was still a bright moon that had moved to the west. The bright moonlight slanted down, casting countless beautiful shadows of reeds swaying in the wind on the ground.
The two of them flew vertically and horizontally between the light and shadow, punching and palming, moving away as soon as their bodies touched, and withdrawing their moves as soon as they were launched. They were obviously testing each other's depth.
Although it was just a trial move, both of them were well versed in martial arts all over the world, and the ones they used were all the best in martial arts from all sects in the world.
The most shocking thing is that no matter which sect's moves one party uses, the other party can immediately recognize them and use the defuse and restraint moves without thinking.
After hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye, both sides have exhausted all the wonderful changes in martial arts in the world, which astounded everyone watching the battle.
By the end of the fight, the two men were no longer fighting in close quarters, but were facing each other several feet away. Each of them launched moves out of thin air and then changed their moves according to the other's response. They were all dancing like crazy, which was very weird and ridiculous to watch.
After fighting like this until a thousand moves were out of the way, the two men stopped fighting at the same time.
Chen Jialuo clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, muttering something in a low voice; Hu Long squatted on the ground with his knees bent, pointing and drawing on the ground with his right index finger.
After a long while, the two of them shouted at the same time, and moved together like lightning. They punched and palmed each other, but they were separated at the first touch. In the blink of an eye, they returned to their previous appearance of thinking hard.
In such a situation, most of the people watching the battle were confused as to what the two men were up to.
"Black and white are impermanent" Chang Hezhi, Chang Bozhi, Yu Zhenhai, and Hu Fei all seem to have realized it.
Only five people, Miao Renfeng, Lu Feiqing, Wuchen Taoist, Zhao Banshan, and Wen Tailai, understood the truth and admired Chen and Hu very much.
It turns out that both Chen Jialuo and Hu Yuan knew that the other party's martial arts knowledge was not inferior to their own, and as long as they used existing tricks in the world, the other party would be able to predict them.
Only by finding new ways to open up new worlds and creating unique moves on the spot that have never been seen before in the world can we hope to defeat the enemy.
They were so exhausted that they wanted to fight at will. They only exchanged less than a hundred moves, but it took a long time and was better than the previous quick fight with a thousand moves.
Seeing that their respective tricks are endless, it is still difficult to tell the winner. Unknowingly, the jade rabbit has fallen to the west and the golden crow is about to emerge.
When the first golden glow of the red sun pierced the earth and illuminated the sky, Hu Long breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled helplessly at Chen Jialuo: "Mr. Chen, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid it won't last from night to dawn. From dawn to night, it is difficult to tell the winner. I heard that you learned the fist skills from "Zhuangzi" all the way, and used it to defeat the Wudang traitor "Fire Hand Judge" Zhang Zhaozhong. It just so happened that Pindao also learned the fist skills from "Gui Zang" all the way. The self-created Kung Fu in "The Book of Changes" is called 'Drunken Dreams of the Red World, Returning to the Hidden Eight Methods'. How about you and I competing on these two Kung Fus?"
"That's fine." Chen Jialuo nodded, and then raised his voice and said, "Fourteenth brother, could you please play a piece of music to cheer me up?"
After reading "Zhuangzi" in the ancient city of Huibu and realizing the magical skills, after more than ten years of accumulation, Chen Jialuo has already polished this skill to the point where he can follow his heart's desires, and he no longer needs the help of music.
But Hu Yun's mention of the past when he defeated Zhang Zhaozhong touched many of his memories.
At this time, Yu Yutong, the "gold flute scholar", was asked to play music again, not to increase the power of the fists and palms, but to remember the past.
Yu Yutong, who was behind, agreed with a smile. He immediately took out the golden flute that made him famous in the world, brought it to his lips and played it with his breath. The tune was high-spirited and exciting. It was surprisingly still the song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" that helped him fight Zhang Zhaozhong back then.
Chen Jialuo made a mistake with his palms, creating a strange portal that seemed to be flawless but impeccable, and said to Hu Yuan, "Let's take action!"
Hu Yuan first took off the gourd from his waist and said with a smile: "The chief helmsman likes to use music with his fists, but the poor Taoist likes to use his fists to drink wine. Now we have to learn the chief helmsman's magical skills, and I will allow the poor Taoist to do it first. Congratulations to Dabai!"
After saying this, he raised his head and poured the remaining half of the gourd of wine into his throat, leaving not a drop left.
"I'm coming too!"
As the wine entered his heart, Hu Long suddenly showed his madness. He let out a strange scream and threw the empty gourd to the ground. He staggered and hit Chen Jialuo like a big bear.
Following the collision, his hands, fists, fingers and claws changed, and he unleashed endless exquisite killing moves towards Chen Jialuo.
Chen Jialuo seemed not to pay attention to the changes in his opponent's punches. He just danced gracefully to the song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" played by the golden flute, but secretly understood everything with the mysterious induction of his skin and even his soul.
He moves forward, retreats, and avoids as he pleases, making every attack from his opponent futile.
The movements of his hands and feet that dance in response to the rhythm are like a knife to cut off an ox, naturally finding an opening to attack the opponent's vital points.
It corresponds to the mysterious truth in "Zhuangzi" of "encountering things with spirit rather than looking at them with eyes" and "criticizing great mistakes and leading great deviations because they are natural".
However, Hu Long's "Eight Methods of Drunk Dreaming in the Red World and Returning to Hiding" is not only all-encompassing, but also all-encompassing.
Under Chen Jialuo's almost Taoist fist attack, his all-embracing Kung Fu can naturally combine the 384 variations of the 8 routes, 64 postures, and supplemented by the "Jiu Xian steps on the moon, drunken steps to lose track" "The magical footwork evolved into an endless stream of strange tricks and tricks between the drunken topsy-turvy falls, and he never lost the slightest bit.
During the fierce battle between the two, Yu Yutong's golden flute played faster and faster, the tune was as sonorous as the protruding cavalry, the swords and guns roared, and he swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.
Suddenly, the flute music hit a high note, like a meteor flying into the air, exploding suddenly into a gorgeous rain of flowers all over the sky.
Chen Jialuo and Hu Huan shouted "Go!" in unison with the high-pitched flute music, and then jumped back and retreated.
"Who won?"
Everyone looked at both sides intently, and soon saw a small hole in the clothes of both sides, which seemed to have been destroyed by the force of feminine fingers.
It's just that the hole in Hu Long's clothes is on the left shoulder, while Chen Jialuo's hole is on the heart. The potential for victory or defeat is self-evident.
Chen Jialuo's expression was still calm, and he did not show the slightest hint of shame. He first raised his hands to Hu Yuan and said, "I admire him!"
Hu Long's expression was a little complicated, and he returned the favor and said, "I accept it!"
This "concession" is not a polite word.
In the flash of lightning just now, he clearly realized that the other party was also capable of placing finger marks on his heart, but at the last moment he took the initiative to move a few inches away, and if he voluntarily gave up the contest, he even gave up on his own initiative. The huge power of the "Red Flower Club".
Of course, Hu Long was grateful for this, but he did not feel guilty.
In the match just now, the opponent had really tried his best except for the last half move, and he had hidden the last trump card.
If this trump card is revealed, he is confident that he will win without the opponent having to give in.
