Hearing Wei Tingyan complaining, Wei Tingshang rolled his eyes at her and said, "Aren't you the one to blame for this? With such a level of competition, I really admire you, sister."
Wei Tingyan stuck out the tip of her tongue and said coquettishly: "Is it my fault? Sister Shang is so compassionate, can you help me again this time?"
Wei Tingshang pursed his lips and smiled, then coughed slightly and said, "Do you still remember how many moves Qingyun took just now?"
Wei Tingyan was slightly startled, then hesitantly said: "I'll try about eighty or ninety moves. If Sister Chang doesn't break it, I will definitely be able to take over a hundred moves."
Wei Tingshang nodded and said with a mysterious face: "You must remember this. I will ask you for a favor later, and you are not allowed to deny it."
Wei Tingyan was confused when she heard Wei Tingshang scold, and at the same time, with a tap of her foot, she jumped into the battle between Mu Yun and Qingyun.
Mu Yun and Qing Yun were both shocked. When their respective moves slowed down slightly, Wei Tingshang turned his slender palms into energy and attacked Qing Yun's chest.
Qingyun couldn't help but frown angrily, and shouted solemnly: "Relying on more means winning? Humph! I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your wish!"
After drinking, he saw Qingyun whisking his hand, and a rustling silver rainbow spread out with the force, adding three points of power to the move.
Mu Yun was shocked when he saw this, and on a second thought, he ducked out of the battle group, and then said seriously: "Miss Wei, this is a gambling fight between me and Taoist Brother Qingyun, please stay out of it, and don't overstep my authority."
Wei Tingshang didn't answer, and with a graceful turn of his graceful figure, he suddenly struck the side of Mu Yun's neck with a palm.
Mu Yun was so surprised that he quickly raised his hand to block. Unexpectedly, Wei Tingshang closed his palm and said loudly with raised eyebrows: "You two can come forward together. There is no need to be verbose."
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, completely unable to guess what Wei Tingshang was up to. Seeing this, Wei Tingshang became even more shocked and said: "You two ignorant boys, do you know what kind of identity my little sister is, and you dare to do anything to her at will?" Gambling? If you can beat me today, I'll give it up, otherwise, you'll just have to suffer."
Mu Yun hesitated again, turned around and glanced at Wei Tingyan, shook his head helplessly and said: "Once a man has said something, it is hard to catch up. I and Taoist Brother Qingyun have not yet decided the winner. If Miss Wei doesn't If I want to intervene, I'll have to fight one against two."
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward again, and as expected, his palm split into two, Kong Lanxuan attacked Wei Tingshang with great force, and Xuan Yanglie attacked Qingyun with great force.
Although Qingyun was surprised, he did not dare to take it lightly. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter how you act, you are not afraid, so why not fight one against two!"
As he spoke, the whisk in Qingyun's hand was filled with Xuanmen's strength. Each whisk was stronger than gold and iron, and tougher than wood and stone. His moves included splitting, chopping, sticking, and hanging, integrating the essence of swords, swords, and soft whips into one furnace. The handle of the brush can also be used to prick acupuncture points and turn into the path of the judge's pen. It can be used at will and in any way.
Qingyun's weapon was ready and he was instantly invincible. Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang did not share the same hatred of the enemy. While they were distracted in dealing with the situation, they repeatedly used each other's killing moves, forcing each other to be in danger.
Mu Yun was intent on confirming the martial arts principles he had realized today. He focused all his attention on how to turn the Four Absolute Mind Techniques into perfection. The moves he used were almost purely random. Although they lacked some exquisite craftsmanship, they were more of a style. Chic and happy.
On the other hand, Wei Tingshang strictly abides by the rules and shows his style in every move. His palm seems to be weak, but the potential energy inside is subtle and vast - the same move, different background, it is Piao Xuefei. The true artistic conception of Xu Zhang.
The three of them each showed their unique skills, and the fight was inextricable for a while. Especially the strange battle situation where the enemy and the friend could change instantly, which dazzled the onlookers Wei Tingyan and the Qu sisters. They were so dumbfounded that they didn't know who to worry about. That's good.
In no time, it was already a hundred moves. Under the clear moonlight, I saw three silhouettes suddenly separated and joined together. The handover of moves gradually reached a state of perfection. The fighting spirit reached its peak. There was no more tricks between offense and defense. I could only rely on what I had learned in my life. A showdown.
Although Qingyun relied on the strength of the weapon, he could never get any advantage. After all, he had become famous at a young age, and at this moment he really felt that his face was not good.
With distracting thoughts in his mind, Qingyun's moves suddenly turned violent and powerful. They seemed to be powerful, but in fact they were far from the mysterious and harmonious method of Tai Chi.
Both Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang were well versed in the samadhi. How could they miss the opportunity at this moment? Seeing that Qingyun's move was too old and unable to recover, in an instant, their palms shot out like lightning, and they attacked Qingyun's empty door in unison.
At the last moment, Qing Yun suddenly shouted, and the whisk that was originally slashed suddenly reversed and spun around. The unparalleled force instantly wrapped around the soft fingers, and the whisk curled towards the wrists of Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang. , clearly intending to capture them both in one fell swoop.
"The Tao Te Ching" says: "If you want to eliminate it, you must strengthen it; if you want to weaken it, you must strengthen it; if you want to abolish it, you must strengthen it; if you want to take it, you must strengthen it."
The dignified second place in the martial arts world was not lucky to be named after all. He pretended to be impetuous to lure the enemy deeper. At this moment, he closed the net and struck a blow. He was determined to win.
Seeing that Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang were about to fall into the trap, they suddenly heard the same voice shouting in their ears. The two of them struck each other with their palms and wrists. They used the force of the counterattack to forcefully change their moves and avoided a whisk in the slightest. .
Qingyun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as two figures in front of him flashed past him.
Before he could make any response, Qingyun felt a huge earthquake behind his shoulders, hitting him with a punch and a palm at the same time, instantly dispelling his protective energy, forcing him to stumble and fall out.
Failed in one move, shocked and ashamed, Qingyun reluctantly suppressed the sweet taste in his throat and used a thousand-jin drop to stabilize his body.
At this moment, Mu Yun was heard uttering a cry of surprise, and the howling of his fists and palms suddenly stopped with a subtle sharp cry. Apparently, he and Wei Tingshang also decided the winner in an instant.
Sighing secretly, Qingyun slowly turned around and saw Mu Yun standing with a frown on his face, his right arm raised to protect his chest. A narrow hole was penetrated on the sleeve, but fortunately there was no blood or injury.
On the opposite side, Wei Tingshang seemed calm and relaxed, with a faint smile on his beautiful face. With his parallel fingers raised, he said condescendingly: "How about you two ignorant boys? Are you convinced of the defeat?"
Although he was hiding in the dark, Qingyun had already seen Wei Tingshang's amazing artistic skills, but he still didn't expect that he would really be defeated.
At this moment, facing the slim Wei Tingshang, Qingyun felt that his seven-foot body was in vain, and he felt a little unable to hold his head up.
Wei Tingshang knew Qingyun's thoughts very well, and whispered softly in his nose: "Is it possible that the Taoist Master lost all hope because he lost to a woman? As the saying goes, all things bear Yin and embrace Yang, and the Qi is in harmony. The Taoist Master connects Yin and Yang Xuan. If you can’t understand the same principle, it’s no wonder that Tai Chi is not Tai Chi.”
Qingyun was shocked when he heard this, and finally said with relief: "What the girl taught you is that our sect's uncle Xu Heng, who is said to be amazingly talented and beautiful, is a woman who cannot be compared to a woman, while junior sister Qingning's abilities are even worse in the poor." Above the Tao, if a poor Taoist is still proud of his seven-foot body, he will inevitably make the magnanimous man laugh in the end."
