Yan Su didn't think there was anything wrong with their ideas. Although she seemed to others to have no spiritual roots, she actually knew that she had spiritual roots, but it was just inconvenient to show it to the world.
But if she really has no spiritual roots, she may have the same idea as them at the beginning, feeling that she cannot practice without spiritual roots. She may give up on this path and find another way like in her previous life, but she will never So willing to be ordinary.
Just like, Yan Su is now standing in the stands of the Dabi competition. The person he saw on the battle stage has no spiritual roots, but he did not give up. He made the same choice as Yan Su in the previous life. build.
"In the first game, Yang An, who is on the third level of the Zhenhua Sect's body building, versus Dong Fei, who is in the early stages of building the foundation of the Mibu Sect!"
The two people on the battle stage are both from small sects, and their cultivation levels are both at the early stage of foundation building. This is an evenly matched battle.
Yan Su could tell at a glance that the burly Yang An on the stage had no aura in his body. He seemed to be a person who had no spiritual roots but was unwilling to be ordinary and finally chose to practice body training.
Yan Su's eyes were on him from the moment he came on the stage. After all, in him, she seemed to see herself in her previous life who was unwilling to waste her life and struggled with her destiny.
The other person who fought against Yang An was also very strange. He came from a small sect that majored in footwork. The ancestral footwork "Mizongbu" that the sect was proud of was based on one move with one step and a phantom pole with two steps. Famous for being confusing.
On the surface
One side is strong attack, the other side is defense.
In fact, this is not the case. If the opponent cleverly uses "Mistake Step", it can also turn defense into quick attack.
The footwork focuses on speed, and the "Mesmerizing Step" is extremely confusing, making it difficult for the opponent to get close.
As for physical skills, the biggest advantage is to get close to the enemy and then deliver a fatal blow at close range. However, when you encounter a monk who masters footwork, the opponent can avoid physical attacks based on footwork. Although in physical combat, physical training He has an absolute advantage when fighting against other monks of the same class or even a small step above him, as long as he can get up close.
But this is only under the premise of getting close. If you can't get close, then all the above are unrealistic and directly overturned concepts.
In this battle, as long as Dong Fei is good at using the sect's "Mistake Step" and uses the spell properly, he has a high chance of winning.
I don't know if she is the only one who thinks this way, but even a few people around her think this way.
"What a pity~ This Yang An is quite powerful. I heard that he is one of the more outstanding disciples of his sect. If he met other monks, he might still be able to win, but he encountered a footworker in the first game. I am a monk who specializes in this kind of body cultivation."
"Yes, this Yang An is really unlucky. He is destined to lose in the first game."
"Who knows, maybe there will be a surprising reversal later."
"What are you thinking~ How is it possible? He will lose this game. I am the other person who is overpowering you. Don't hurt me with your cunning mouth."
"What!? You also suppressed that Zhen Huazong guy?"
"What are you talking about? Isn't this nonsense! Isn't it clear who wins and who loses?"
"No, no, I actually chose the same one as you, you plague god. I'm going to ask if I can change."
"you!……"
After Yan Su listened, although he was vaguely expecting Yang An to win, it goes without saying that the outcome of this game was decided before the game even started.
The two people on the field first bowed to each other to show respect, and then began to enter the battle preparation mode.
The two of them each occupied one side of the fighting platform and neither moved. Then Dong Fei turned around and walked around the edge of the platform. Yan Su only saw him taking a few steps. He was still several meters away from Yang An when he saw Yang An. Suddenly his face twisted, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his stomach was visibly sunken, and it was vaguely shaped like a fist.
Everyone exclaimed, not because Yang An was suddenly attacked, but because Dong Fei actually used hand-to-hand combat!
He actually used physical combat against a physical practitioner! This is something Yan Su never expected.
"I heard that you are invincible in physical combat? Huh? I don't think so."
Dong Fei moved his steps again, and his body had returned to the original place before anyone could see clearly.
In the eyes of everyone, he just took another step forward, and then suddenly returned to the same place.
In fact, this was not the case. He had already completed the steps of whispering those words in Yang An's ear where no one could see him, and then returned to where he was.
But the scene presented to everyone omitted a large part of the process.
Yan Su understood the other party's motive after looking at it twice. As early as when he used footwork for the second time, Yan Su could vaguely see his path. She only saw Dong Fei approaching Yang An's ear and paused. Then he moved back to the original place in a few steps, and the afterimage behind him was still there when he took a step forward.
Dang Fei must have said something, because when Dong Fei returned to the place, Yang An's muscles suddenly bulged, and the veins on his body also popped out at the same time. His face was red, and his eyes were full of anger.
He clenched his fist and rushed forward. He raised his fist fiercely, bringing up a gust of wind. The wind was very fierce. If this punch hit Dong Fei, it would be a fatal outcome.
I saw that Dong Fei did not use his footwork to leave the place to avoid the menacing fist, but leisurely moved his right shoulder, and under the disbelief eyes of everyone, he clenched his fist to meet it.
"Ah! Is he crazy? He actually fought hand to hand with a physical practitioner?"
"No, wait a minute! Look what's on his fists?"
"It's a magic weapon!"
Yan Su followed the sound and looked, and sure enough, Dong Fei actually had a black sheath-like magic weapon on his fist. The spiritual energy on it was fluctuating, and it was a middle-grade magic weapon!
And judging from the quality, it’s not bad.
No wonder he can fight hand to hand with Yang An, who is a physical practitioner. With this magical weapon, he can not only withstand most of the power of Yang An's fists, but also fight back with the same force.
Everyone did not expect such a scene. A monk who was good at footwork and was also a Buddhist monk actually knocked down a pretty good physical practitioner with his fists!
Yes, the Sect Grand Competition does not object to monks carrying magic weapons, but there are regulations on the number of magic weapons and their harmfulness. Similarly, there are regulations on the toxicity of poisons.
After all, the sect competition is essentially just a competition between the younger generations of each sect, and the emphasis is still on the principles of not destroying the foundation, not causing death, and not being maimed.
I saw Yang An's fist and Dong Fei's fist colliding in mid-air, making a loud "Boom!" sound, and the air on both sides was visibly squeezed into a whirlwind and squeezed out.
Dong Fei and Yang An were shocked by the aftermath of the fist collision and took several steps back.
Yang An whimpered, knelt on one knee and spit out another mouthful of blood.
On the other side, Dong Fei was also knocked away and collapsed on the fighting platform.
