Jiangnan Yizhou City Sword Climbing Conference Venue
Yun Musheng returned to the venue and saw blushes on all the faces of the audience. Looking at the astonishing amount of bleeding on the ring, she knew that something must have happened between Tie Lu Han and Fu Shu. A wonderful and fierce battle. He returned to his seat and hurriedly asked Mo Yuqing about the situation of the battle.
"Mo Mo, how was the battle between the two of you just now? Was it particularly exciting?"
Mo Yuqing seemed to be still immersed in the fierce battle on the stage just now, and said:
"Those two people can be said to be natural martial arts wizards. Jinghong's Tielu Han's strength is far from what we saw in the preparation room. He has a crazy energy. The more he beats him, the more his body will tremble, and his mood will become more and more excited. , and that Fu Shu also has a learning ability that I have never seen before. After just watching it once, he was able to use three of Situ Zhao's four elephant swords and remember all the positions of the acupoints I just tapped."
"Then who among them won?" Yun Musheng asked.
"Both of them were exhausted and seriously injured and fell to the ground almost at the same time. Therefore, whoever recovers his combat ability first will be the winner of this round."
Hearing this, Yun Musheng couldn't help but sigh that this sword climbing competition was not easy. Maybe Hua Xiaoqi's strength was too strong, making the others look weak, but in fact, any one of the top eight was selected from the younger generation. The only master in the class, just remembering some of Yunfeng's words just now made him feel worried.
So which one of them is the contestant appointed by Yunfeng? Excluding Mo Yuqing, Hua Xiaoqi, and Chen Bayi whom he knows, the rest are all disciples of famous sects. Which one can he bribe?
In addition, the Hidden Sun Pavilion sneaked in, and after the destruction of Shaolin and the heavy losses of Hua Yun, their next target is not the three major sects, but is it possible that they are eyeing the Yanyu Pavilion?
"The results of the third group of draws: the splash-ink swordsman--Xu Chang'an, versus Mingjing Feihua--Hua Xiaoqi." Seeing that it was not her turn for the next round, Yun Musheng calmly took a breath.
Thinking of this, Yun Musheng felt her mouth was a little dry. She picked up the tea that the handyman had just brought and was about to take a sip when she was interrupted by Mo Yuqing: "Uh...Brother Yun, I can't bear to drink this." Black tea, can I exchange it with your cup of green tea?"
Yun Musheng was not picky about the type of tea, so she had no objections, so she changed it.
As soon as the two of them exchanged cups and took a sip, they were knocked over by a sudden burst of huge internal force on the stage. Yun Musheng, who was stunned by the waves of air, probably guessed what was going to happen on the stage, and the audience in the audience was no longer the same as before. After the fierce cheers, there was silence, and then there was a strong exclamation.
The two of them opened their eyes and looked carefully at everything that happened on the stage. Although they had expected it, the reality turned out to be even more unimaginable than they expected. Seeing this, Mo Yuqing asked with trembling lips: "Brother Yun, you should have come into contact with Xu Changan. How does his strength compare with you and me?"
Yun Musheng was also unable to control her lips that couldn't stop twitching due to fear: "I... I have tried it before. Compared with you and me... there is not much difference."
Mo Yuqing asked again: "Then...how does the woman on the stage compare with you and me?"
Yun Musheng was already grinning from ear to ear. Although she was very reluctant to admit it, she still answered word for word: "Then you and I probably... are far from it..."
Hua Xiaoqi was the only one left on the stage. With just one palm, and only five seconds after the third chime, Xu Changan was swatted out of the field by Hua Xiaoqi like a ball.
Xu Changan was immediately knocked unconscious by the impact and was carried away by the disciples of the Medical Pavilion and the people from the Tianji Building.
Maybe Mo Yuqing saw it wrong, and in a daze, he found that Hua Xiaoqi's palm was a little black, so he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, and the color of flesh and blood returned to the palm, which made Mo Yuqing a little suspicious.
"After the three competitions, please invite the two remaining contestants: Mr. Lan Yue - Chen Bayi, and Hua Yun Kuai Xue - Yun Musheng to come on stage!"
Yun Musheng's mind became solemn again. Facing this face filled with countless painful memories, how could he have the heart to fight with a real sword?
The two walked to the center of the ring with heavy steps. At this moment, every sound of the chime was painful and harsh to Yun Musheng.
But time will not slow down because of Yun Musheng's difficulties. The third bell was finally struck with a deafening sound. Chen Bayi clenched his fists with force to open the bandages on his fists. What was worrying was the The skin becomes dark. Before Yun Musheng could doubt, those fists rushed towards him.
Yun Musheng immediately dodged, and there was a loud noise behind him. The fist that just hit actually made a big hole in the wooden board on the ground and the rocks below. He was glad that he had successfully dodged the blow, otherwise he would have been This punch should have shattered all the bones in the body.
At the same time, Yun Musheng recalled that when she was in Huayun, it was recorded in the biography written by her master Yun Zhezhi that Huayun had a technique that burned internal energy to accelerate blood circulation throughout the body, which could develop the body's functions to the highest level. Surpassing the limits of the original physical body, greatly increasing one's own strength and speed.
It's just that this technique consumes one's own blood and vitality, and if used too much, it will shorten one's lifespan, so it is banned by Yun Zhizhi. Now looking at Chen Bayi's rapid improvement in skill and his dark hands full of carbide, he must have learned this trick from somewhere.
Thinking back to what Yunfeng said before about him being among the top eight, could it be this Chen Bayi? What a coincidence. Before Yun Musheng could think about it, Chen Bayi's black fist struck again. Yun Musheng did not hesitate anymore, and drew her sword in one move. Feng Liuyun wrapped the sword energy and blew it towards him.
It wasn't because Yun Musheng really had the intention to fight, but he knew that the power of Chen Bayi's fist at this time would be impossible to resist if he didn't use Feng Liuyun's powerful moves.
During the stalemate between the black fist and the wind attack, Yun Musheng hurriedly shouted to Chen Bayi: "You are being used by Yunfeng! Listen to me, this move will damage the lifespan of your energy and blood, and must not be used again!"
Chen Bayi had no intention of flinching after hearing this. Instead, he gritted his teeth and roared at Yun Musheng: "I know, I know it all, but I just want to win the top of the martial arts!"
After saying that, Chen Bayi's punch was a little stronger. Yun Musheng had no choice but to draw out the wind blade from the hurricane and attack Chen Bayi with all his strength.
Chen Bayi suddenly felt his legs being hit by waves of powerful sword energy. He fell to the ground unable to stand for a moment. Yun Musheng seized the opportunity and rushed forward to push him to the ground.
"Stop being stubborn! Lanyue Villa has been destroyed, and yours is the only bloodline left in the Chen family. Don't waste your life anymore!"
"What do you know!" Chen Bayi suddenly became furious and kicked Yun Musheng away. "Am I stubborn? Did I do something wrong? My father has been doing charity for most of his life. What did he do wrong! My sister and Bei Ming devoted themselves to Jiangnan, punishing rape and eradicating evil. What did they do wrong! I have nothing to do now. But it’s not my fault! It’s Jiangnan! It’s the court! It’s the world! I owe it to you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bayi suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the cloth on Yun Musheng's chest and threw it to the outside of the court. Yun Musheng flew into the air, gathered all the internal strength of his body and violently struck the palm wind from his right palm to the outside of the court, and then reluctantly He barely grabbed the edge of the ring to prevent himself from falling.
But Chen Ba didn't give Yun Musheng a chance to breathe. As soon as he raised his head, the black fists hit him like a violent storm.
Yun Musheng just circled around and waved his sword to resist, but he no longer had the intention to attack, because as soon as Chen Bayi's words came out, he knew that he had no chance or qualification to give him advice.
Thinking of the death of his master Yun Zhezhi, he also felt extremely resentful in his heart. What he lost at that time was only his master, but now Chen Bayi lost everything.
After about half a stick of incense had passed like this, Yun Musheng became more and more nervous. No matter how hard his internal strength was, he would never be able to live longer than the young Chen Bayi. If he continued to use up the incense like this, not only would he stop here. The top eight will also destroy Chen Bayi's life in vain.
But at this time, his mind was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't concentrate at all to merge with the sword in his hand. He couldn't use the move that could end the game, Kuaisuki Shiqing. He just relied on his reaction and perception ability to barely catch the move. . Suddenly, a straight punch came. Yun Musheng drew his sword and was unable to block it, causing the punch to hit his chest.
"Is it over?"
Yun Musheng stared at the black fist in a daze as it kept trying to get closer to his chest until it touched. At that moment, he was pushed back continuously. Although he tried his best to protect his body with his internal strength, thinking about the power of the black fist, he knew This internal force cannot resist it.
Yun Musheng slid back about a dozen steps and then stopped.
etc! Yun Musheng was suddenly startled, and realized that he had not flown out of the field. He touched his chest. Who said it was still a little raw, but it was not like the broken ribs he had imagined.
"Has his punching power become weaker?"
Chen Bayi pursued him again. In order to verify his suspicion, Yun Musheng deliberately did not dodge. Instead, he concentrated his inner strength in his palm and received the punch directly. There was only a "bang" sound. Yun Musheng did not move at all. It was Chen Bayi who was thrown away by this palm and fell to the ground. He was panting heavily and looked extremely weak.
At the same time, Mo Yuqing, who was sitting in the audience, suddenly fell to the ground for some reason, with a little cold air flowing out of his mouth. . .
