At the end of the competition, the middle-aged elder was mentally prepared for the outcome. He believed that Mu Ziyun definitely had the means, but he did not expect that his body skills had reached the level of Ta Qing. This is the highest level of body skills that can be achieved before the transformation stage. Yumen includes There are thirty-six elders including the headmaster. Only the headmaster and the second elder have completed the martial arts transformation, and their body skills have entered the state of walking in the air. The other elders, even the great elders, are only in the state of walking lightly. In other words, only the body skills are Muzi. Yun is already at the elder level and probably has the strongest physical skills among the disciples of the Northern Sect.
Northern sect's competitions are not common, and the disciples on the field have seen a few games, but using feathers as weapons and jumping three times in the air without landing is really unacceptable. "Tell me, did the elders pass him another set of movement techniques?" "It's not like that, Qingfeng Mountain has been inheriting it for so long and it has not been reported that the Yumen has a second set of movement techniques. Even the leader is based on Fengxing Step. "Then we've been studying Shenfa for so long and we haven't seen anyone able to fly." "Hey, genius is genius. Fifty years ago, our leader was the only genius in Qingshan Mountain, and now there are two." "You said it's a method. That genius is more powerful than Mu Ziyun." "What are you thinking? Spells are inherently stronger than martial arts. Otherwise, why would our leader be so powerful and only rank second in Qingshan Mountain?"
"Elder, can I continue to challenge?" "Huh? You still want to challenge?" "Yes" "You just finished the competition, no need to rest?" "No" The middle-aged elder still had some doubts, "What number do you want to challenge?" "Thirty" called... The elder took a deep breath, turned around to signal to his disciples, and then announced, "Forty Mu Ziyun from the Northern Sect will challenge thirty Tong Hong from the Northern Sect."
"What, he wants to challenge again?" "He still has some energy left in the battle with Senior Brother Li." The disciples who had just walked away from the field heard the news and rushed back immediately. This time the opponent came very quickly. This woman was dressed in a smart outfit, with a corset and a narrow waist. She had a scimitar on her waist and her hair was tied up with a ribbon. She had piercing eyes. She could be called a hero among women.
"Junior Brother Mu, are you going to challenge me?" "Senior Sister Tong asked for advice." "You just finished fighting Li Dong. If I fight you again, wouldn't I take advantage." "Haha, it doesn't matter, Senior Sister, just do your best." " Okay." Tong Hong's eyes flashed, and he drew out his scimitar, "My weapon is a neck-cutting knife. Junior brother, let me learn your Wugenyu." "No need, I will challenge the opponent in front of me next. Save some strength and don't need weapons." The disciples looked at each other in confusion. Tong Hong was shocked and blushed, "How outrageous, you humiliated me like this, do you think I don't have the qualifications to let you take action?"
"Sister, don't worry, I definitely don't have this idea. I just, uh, think I can win without having to do it. Um, I mean..." "Bastard" Tong Hong threw out the scimitar in his hand and attacked Mu Ziyun with his bare hands. After dodging the fist, I felt that the force surrounding the punch was strong, and the force was similar to that of Hu Zi. "How is this possible?" Mu Ziyun was shocked.
"Senior Sister Tong actually uses fists. Isn't this Dimen's fighting style?" "You don't know this. Senior Sister Tong is a man with a good heart and a straightforward personality. She disdains Yumen's smooth palm and leg skills. In the second year of his entry, he became a disciple of the elder of Dimen and learned two martial arts at the same time. Senior Sister Tong is also a northern sect in Dimen. "My God, this woman is so powerful."
Mu Ziyun's body skills were perfect, and it was no problem to dodge Tong Hong's attacks, but she was unable to fight back. Whenever Mu Ziyun hooked her fingers to attack, Tong Hong came forward with the force, not evading at all, and Mu Ziyun looked like a child in front of her with all his strength. , even if he secretly pointed at Tong Hong's chest, Tong Hong would not shy away and directly counterattacked.
Sweat broke out on Mu Ziyun's head. This woman was so perverted, even with Hu Zi's strength, she could still move so fast. Tong Hong's endurance was astonishing, her punches were powerful, and her steps were not far behind Mu Ziyun. However, she still didn't regard herself as a woman and completely turned a blind eye to Mu Ziyun's little moves.
Mu Ziyun was anxious and couldn't drag it on any longer. This woman's stamina was much stronger than mine. If I tried harder, I would be defeated. He gathered martial arts on his feet and raised it twice. He flashed his fist on one side of his body and pointed at Tong with his left hand. Tong Hong felt acupuncture points on Hong's arms like needles pricking her arms, and her strength was released instantly. Mu Ziyun didn't stop, and he couldn't hold on to this acupuncture point for long. He crossed his legs and changed steps, and touched Tong Hong's waist with his right hand. Before she could wait, Mu Ziyun After reacting, he pushed his left leg against Tong Hong, quickly untied his clothes with both hands, and entangled Tong Hong's hands behind his back. Tong Hong lay on the ground and kicked off with his hind legs, hitting Mu Ziyun on the back.
"Ah..." Mu Ziyun screamed out in pain. He turned around and sat on Tong Hong's back. He touched Tong Hong's legs with both hands. Before he touched Tong Hong's legs, Tong Hong kicked him again, hitting the tip of Mu Ziyun's nose. His nose started to bleed. Squirting out wildly, Mu Ziyun held back the pain, tapped acupuncture points, pulled up one of Tong Hong's legs, and tied his two hands together. Tong Hong lay on the ground tightly, unable to exert any strength.
The disciples in the audience opened their mouths. Many female disciples made a sound, covered their faces and turned their heads. The middle-aged elders looked strange. Everyone had thought about the outcome of this, but they didn't expect such a scene. Only Tong Hong saw Lying on the ground, with his hands behind his back, one foot was pulled up and tied to his hand. Mu Ziyun sat on Tong Hong, his clothes were opened to reveal his upper body, his face was covered with nosebleeds, and he held Tong Hong's shoulders tightly with both hands. . "Um, cough..." the middle-aged elder said awkwardly, "Here, in this competition, Mu Ziyun wins."
Mu Ziyun stood up, and as soon as he let go of Tong Hong, he started to struggle. As soon as he broke free, Mu Ziyun stared at Tong Hong fiercely with a nosebleed, cursing in his heart, "This female 38, let Hu Zi take care of her someday." Hang him up and beat him." Tong Hong was very dissatisfied, glared at Mu Ziyun, picked up the knife and walked away angrily.
"Elder, I will continue the challenge." Mu Ziyun walked up to the elder and said. "You first tidy up your clothes and wash your face." "Uh, wait until I get off." Mu Ziyun ran towards the outside of the venue. After half a stick of incense had dried, he came back and changed into clean clothes. "Who do you want to challenge?" Elder "Twenty" wanted to say something, but shook his head to hold back, "Hey, it doesn't matter, I have learned a lot today." After a moment, the Northern Pai District announced, Northern Pai Thirty Muziyun, The disciples were also very discerning when it came to challenging the twenty Xu Zhengs of the northern sect. They challenged the ten men three times in a row. You have to be lucky to see them. Some people are already shouting for Mu Ziyun.
It took two full hours for Xu Zheng to arrive. Xu Zheng was training in the inner sect, but he was suddenly informed that he had to accept the challenge. He felt very unhappy. He also heard that the challenge was given by someone ten times shorter, and he was quite unhappy. Xu Zheng knew Mu Ziyun, but he didn't take him seriously. He only looked at the top and didn't care about the genius at the bottom.
"Are you going to challenge me?" Xu Zheng ignored Mu Ziyun. "Exactly." Mu Ziyun had just been beaten, and he was holding back his resentment, and then said, "I don't need weapons, don't talk nonsense, just take action." Xu Zheng snorted coldly, and attacked step by step. His steps were quite strange, moving left and right. Extremely fast, Mu Ziyun stepped away and faced Xu Zheng head-on. He swayed to avoid the wind of his palm and was about to attack with his hook. Xu Zheng suddenly stopped and struck his right arm with his left hand, and his elbow flicked towards Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun didn't have time to dodge, so he had to reach out to block it.
Unexpectedly, Xu Zheng lowered his body and swept with his legs. Mu Ziyun exerted his upper body force but could not withstand the attack from his lower body. He was instantly kicked away and fell heavily to the ground. From the beginning to the end, within ten breaths, some of the disciples outside the field were still shouting. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. This genius, who had defeated two Northern disciples in a row, was knocked down by two moves.
Mu Ziyun fell to the ground and looked at Xu Zheng in shock. Based on his physical skills, he thought that the Northern School was invincible. Even if he didn't know martial arts, he could escape unscathed, but he never expected that he would lose so quickly and miserably. The middle-aged elder Ruo nodded thoughtfully and said: "Xu Zhengsheng." Xu Zheng looked at Mu Ziyun coldly and said contemptuously: "In the future, be aware of your own weight. Don't think that you will forget your last name just because you have gained a reputation." After saying that, he said proudly. And go. Mu Ziyun sat on the ground, still not recovering. He didn't understand why he lost. He could reach the qualification of the Northern sect at the age of seven, he had mastered martial arts at the age of ten, and he could walk lightly at the age of twelve. I never thought I would lose, and lose so completely.
Not far away, standing in the attic were the leader Li Ziwen and the great elder. "Not bad," Li Ziwen said. The Great Elder said: "You can tread lightly at the age of fifteen. A genius is worthy of his name. It's just that he lacks one thing compared to the top twenty disciples of the Northern Sect. Losing is inevitable." "Yes, such a good young man, When it's time to grow up, inform Yang Qing and start training him." "Yes, leader."
