Nangong Yao laughed first and then said: "You actually broke through the third level of foundation building while learning boxing. You kid is really full of opportunities!"
Wang Shen quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Junior thanks the two seniors for their kindness!"
Tie Xiangwen said: "Get up quickly, we can't afford this boxing technique, we are just giving it to you to be a cheap good guy. It's daybreak, are you going back to Miaogu Shefeng or..."
Wang Shen said: "I'm not in a hurry to go back... Huh? Senior, what is the name of this boxing technique you two taught me?"
Nangong Yao smiled and said: "There is no name, how about you choose one yourself?"
Wang Shen curled his lips, his attitude towards this old crooked man was obviously not as submissive as towards Tie Xiangwen.
Nangong Yao actually didn't lie. The two of them learned this one-trick boxing technique from their common love rival - Lin Shigong, who was once known as "the first person in the immortal class". Lin Shangxian fought hard against the Nine Nether Ghost King and the Nine Heavenly Divine General in that shocking Three Realm War. Both of them were powerful enough to destroy the world. In the collision, Lin Shangxiangu obtained this move. In fact, it has existed in the world for a long time, but it has been lost in the long river of time. One punch killed the two strongest beings in the world at the same time. But his own real power is like the Yellow River bursting its banks and flowing thousands of miles away. Although he killed a powerful enemy, Lin Shigong was unable to fight again after that punch. He knew that this punch would hurt others and himself and could not be used. No wonder it was divided into two parts, Yin and Yang, controlled by the Ghost King and the Divine General respectively.
After the war, people and people have to settle their accounts again. Nangong Yao and Tie Xiangwen originally wanted to fight Lin Shangxian for life and death, but Lin Shangxian still had the upper hand with one against two, but he had no intention of taking their lives. In the end, the two of them were convinced that they lost, and they were obsessed with Lin Shangxian from the beginning to the end. Cursing and cursing.
Lin Shigong had no choice but to make a bet with the two of them. He combined the domineering boxing technique of yin and yang into one, but split it into boxing moves and boxing intention and passed them on to Nangong Yao and Tie Xiangwen respectively to see who could be the first. If they find someone who can master this boxing technique, if Nantie and the others lose, they will stop thinking about Zhang Zhiyan and Miao Gushe; if Lin Shigong loses, they will admit everything they have done in front of the two great fairies. It's not as good as Nangong Yao and Tie Xiangwen, the bet will be valid for ten thousand years. But before Lin Shangxian or Nantie could fulfill their bet, Lin Shangxian died first.
The two men from Nantie watched over their loved ones and refused to give in. They were also afraid that the prodigy would appear and the other would get there first, so they agreed to sit together in the Tianshan Mountains of Emei, changing every ten years until that person appeared.
Tie Xiangwen said: "I didn't lie to you, old man. This boxing technique does not have a name, and we have no use for it, so we haven't bothered to think about it. Now it has become your special skill. It seems that it will be more complementary if you pick one yourself."
Wang Shen pondered for a while and said: "How about calling it 'Fight All to Death'!"
Seeing the muscles on the two men's faces twitching slightly but trying hard to hide them, Wang Shen thought for a while and said: "That's called... a one-shot killing punch!"
Both men felt a mouthful of blood well up in their throats at the same time, but they both swallowed it down. If a magical skill that has been hidden for more than two thousand years has finally been revealed to the light of day, if it is really given such a name, let alone, it will be more or less unwilling.
Wang Shen laughed and said: "Senior! I'm kidding you! How about calling it 'Open God Fist'?"
Nangong Yao laughed loudly and said, "Little bastard, you are the most naughty!"
Tie Xiang heard and said: "What is called the Divine Fist? Isn't it too cartoonish?"
Wang Shen said: "Then let's call it 'Open Heaven Fist'."
Tie Xiang heard this and said, "Why not add the word chaos?"
All three of them thought it was reasonable. From then on, there was a magical skill that only Wang Shen could use in the world - the Chaos Opening Fist.
Wang Shen said: "Senior, when I came out, did you help me hide my aura?"
Tie Xiangwen smiled and said: "Little one, you are quite clever. Have you noticed all this?"
Wang Shen said: "When I came, you said you gave up half of the chess piece to Senior Nangong, and then Senior Nangong said that I was the half of the chess piece you gave him. I guess that although you took the white piece, you should have separated a little bit. The soul's out-of-body experience helped me hide my aura, so when I played chess, I was half a step behind Senior Nangong in chess."
Nangong Yao seemed to have to laugh for a while before he spoke. After he laughed, he said: "That's right! That little girl at Shuanghenmo is not an ordinary person. Otherwise, do you think that just because of your kid, you can leave Jiao Gushe under her nose?" Feng? Because Tie Lao'er has so little soul, he has been bitching at me like a girl for a long time. Come on, come on, I'm holding on to you again, watch me kill you and leave no trace behind, so you can shut up your mouth completely. superior!"
Tie Xiangwen said angrily: "Dream your Spring and Autumn Dream! Come on, come on! Let's see who kills whom without leaving a trace!"
Wang Shen stood next to the chess table, watching the game between the two hidden masters come to an end. The white stone, which started with great success, began to show signs of decline after half the game. No matter how Nangong Yao hung up, turned, broke, or pounced, it was of no avail. Nangong Yao His face became increasingly gloomy from the triumphant look a few hours ago.
Every inch that the black man's advantage in Tie Xiangwen's hand advanced, the sinister smile that was incompatible with his handsome face became more arrogant.
The chess pieces in the hands of the two people seemed to be eating each other's hands, but to Wang Shen, it was like watching a peak battle between two peerless masters. The two competed with each other in the game, but in the illusion, they saw a landslide and a tsunami with one sword, and the wonders of heaven and earth converged in the surrounding area. Only Wang Shen, who has experienced it personally, can clearly understand this magical feeling. Only at this moment did he understand why Zhao Qing's chess skills had improved so rapidly. Even if he saw three or five moves in a game like this, it would be a life-long adventure for an ordinary chess player, let alone someone like him who frequently watched several chess games.
Wang Shen saw that Nangong Yao's dream of winning three games in a row was destined to be shattered, so he bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Two seniors, I want to take a walk around Tianshan before the senior sisters of the Tianshan Sect find me. I will return in forty days. Come back before Beijing to say goodbye to the two seniors."
Nangong Yao didn't even raise his head, and waved his hand impatiently to signal him to go faster. Tie Xiangwen smiled lightly and said: "Go. We have been here every day for three years. You can come at any time."
Wang Shen bowed again before turning and leaving.
Sunday, July 11, 2004
Aksu Region, Xinjiang
The main altar of Mogan Sword Sect is built against the cliff of Wensu Tomur Grand Canyon, covering an area of more than ten acres and hundreds of houses.
There are a total of 157 people in the whole sect. All the disciples outside have been recalled urgently and are currently gathering at the main altar. Everyone was waiting with their brows furrowed.
A Mercedes-Benz G55 drove into the yard, but before it drove into the yard, someone saw that a corner of the car's rear had been cut off diagonally, revealing a large triangular hole about one meter in diameter.
After the car stopped, a young disciple jumped out of the driver's seat and ran to Chen Lantian, knelt down in front of Chen Lantian and cried loudly: "Master! They... they killed Zhengming... they killed Zhengming!"
There was a sudden chaos among everyone, and several disciples hurriedly lifted out two bloody armless corpses from the car. The man was chopped into two parts with a sloping shoulder, and both arms were chopped off but his whereabouts were nowhere to be seen at this moment. The blade of the sword went from bottom to top. It looked like he should have been standing next to the jeep at that time. The sword cut off his upper body diagonally. The car behind him also suffered damage and was cut off by the same sword.
Mo Ganjian's disciples were all rich and wealthy, and they had never seen such a tragic scene. Some of the disciples burst into tears. Even those who didn't cry were so frightened that their legs became weak and they whispered about the almost hopeless situation. Escape method.
Qin Yu knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "I won't hide anymore! Just hand me over! I won't hurt you anymore!"
Tian Dongyang scolded: "It's useless to say this now! People have already made it clear that they want to destroy your whole family!"
Chen Lantian said with a gloomy face: "Dongyang is right, I am now certain that Wengyi San people came for me from the beginning. You only gave him a reason to provoke his apprentice in Xining!"
Qin Yu felt a little relieved after hearing this, but it didn't change anything. A burst of fear hit her heart and she started crying again. This caused Tian Dongyang to curse several more times.
At this time, another motorcade drove into the hospital from far to near. There are more than twenty vehicles in this fleet, including domestically produced Beijing Jeep and Volkswagen Santana, as well as more luxurious vehicles such as Toyota Highlander and Chevrolet Trailblazer. But compared to Tian Dongyang and his others, the Mercedes-Benz Big G looks extremely shabby.
However, the people of Mogan Sword Sect did not show any disdain or disrespect because of the car they drove. Instead, they surrounded them as if they were welcoming their saviors.
This convoy was the disciples of the Helan Sword Sect and the Wangxue Sect who had been notified and came to the rescue.
Chen Lantian watched the last person get off the car and sighed secretly in his heart: "Oh, they are all young disciples. Send the young disciples over to support the situation and tell them to retreat immediately when the situation is bad. That's right, it's me instead. They will do the same thing. After all, the other party is a Wengyi Sanren, and Gu Chunming and Ren Xiuhua don’t want to wade into this muddy water.”
Chen Lantian didn't notice that a child got out of the last car. After the child got out of the car, he walked towards the body that was chopped into two parts. He frowned and looked at the body and remained silent for a long time.
Tian Dongyang and a group of Mogan Sword Sect disciples saw a child poking his head there, and an unknown fire ignited in their hearts. I don’t understand who is participating in this life-and-death battle with a child! Is it some foolish woman from He Lanjian or Wangxue Sect who brought her son here?
"This was cut with a sword!" The child raised his head and said to Tian Dongyang who was closest to him.
"Who brought this kid! Get out of here!" Tian Dongyang raised his foot and kicked the kid out. His little body rolled twice after landing on the ground, and then he bent his legs to stabilize his body. .
The enemy was about to arrive in an instant, his junior brother died tragically, and Qin Yu was crying beside him again. Tian Dongyang was on the verge of breaking out a long time ago, and this kid just hit the bad luck.
At this time, a young girl ran out from the crowd, helped the child up, and scolded Tian Dongyang: "Why is a person of your age kicking a child?"
This girl's name is Li Qingru, a disciple of Wangxue Sect, and she is only 17 years old this year. Her family was poor, but she met Ren Xiuhua, the head of Wangxue Sect, by chance when she was young. Seeing that she was talented and intelligent, Ren Xiuhua asked her parents for their opinions and wanted to accept her as a disciple. However, her impoverished parents saw a real fairy coming to accept her as a disciple. Is there any reason to disagree? After Li Qingru left, the whole village held a banquet to treat these two honest and honest couples to dinner. They all looked forward to the day when the girl from the Li family became successful in her studies and they could take advantage of it.
The 17-year-old Li Qingru has already reached the second level of Qi refining stage, and can already use Qi to control objects and injure enemies from a distance. His cultivation level is completely different from that of Tian Dongyang who is still in the training period.
