Zhang Mo's previous words invisibly aroused everyone's public indignation against Changsheng. Everyone's thoughts were the same, that is, was Changsheng the only one to be merciful, and those who were defeated not to be merciful?
It is precisely because Chang Sheng has never been cruel, so the Taoists who have already appeared and the people who have not yet appeared have not shown their special skills. The winning side is timid and the losing side is cowardly.
Zhang Shan and Zhang Mo's words completely dispelled everyone's worries, which made them very excited and eager to try.
The gong sounded again, and the five people shouted in unison, rushing towards Changsheng like wild horses. This freedom from the restraints of the reins made their hearts beat faster and their blood surge.
However, these five wild horses soon discovered that the existence of the reins was more to protect them than to restrain them. The reason why they came up with this idea was because they found that Changsheng without the restraint of rules had become an outcast. Hu Si no longer moved to dodge, but directly attacked the five people head-on. The Taoist who rushed at the front was named Sun Depeng. He was tall, fast, and had a long wingspan. He was the first to rush to Changsheng. The arm was returned seven feet apart, and the punch was punched five feet apart, directly attacking Changsheng's chest.
Changsheng was originally charging forward, but suddenly twisted his waist and turned sideways from five feet away. He quickly threw out his right fist and hit Sun Depeng's chest half an instant before Sun Depeng's heavy punch came close. He used this punch. With the help of spiritual energy, Sun Depeng was directly knocked away.
Yuan Weilong is Sun Depeng's junior brother. The moment Sun Depeng was knocked away, he also rushed to Changsheng. At this time, Changsheng had just hit Sun Depeng, but the force was still in his right arm and could not be recovered. Yuan Weilong saw the opportunity and kicked in the air with great force. It was Changsheng’s left shoulder.
The biggest feature of the Hunyuan Divine Art is that the spiritual energy is in a tight state at all times, and there is no need to adjust or prepare for the force to be exerted. The instant when Sun Depeng was knocked away, the spiritual energy returned to his left arm.
The same flexibility of both hands showed great effect at this time. Changsheng bent his arms and raised his elbows to block Yuan Weilong's right foot that was kicked quickly. When Yuan Weilong was exhausted and falling, he lowered his hands and grabbed his ankle, and then launched Force rotation.
At this time, the other three people had already rushed forward, looking for angles and opportunities to attack. Who would have thought that Changsheng would swing Yuan Weilong towards them. The two who were further away panicked and backed away, while the one who was closer could not avoid it. I could only reach out hastily and try to hug him.
Seeing someone taking over, Changsheng immediately let go. Although the man hugged Yuan Weilong, he was pushed out of the field by the huge inertia. The moment he let go, Changsheng turned around and moved in front of the two people who were retreating to dodge, bending down He turned sideways, punched out with both fists, and knocked the two Taoists out of the field at the same time with the force of a king lifting a cauldron.
In less than one round, all five players appeared.
This result was beyond everyone's expectations, including Zhang Mo and Chang Sheng himself. Although he was an insider, he didn't know what kind of moves the other party would make, and he didn't know how he would respond.
Sun Depeng bowed to Changsheng and said, "Junior Brother Sansheng, I lost, but I'm not convinced. Can you give me another chance and let me give it a try?"
"Senior brother, please give me some advice." Changsheng bowed his head in return.
"Junior Brother Sansheng, I admit defeat, but I am not convinced either." Yuan Weilong said.
"Hey, hey, hey, Sanpeng, Sanlong, although you are the abbot's direct disciples, you can't break the rules. Even if you want to ask for advice, you have to find another opportunity." Fu Dong tried to stop him.
"It doesn't matter, come on," Changsheng opened his stance, "I'm using skill, don't do it forcefully."
Changsheng is very smart. He knows why Fu Dong is shouting, but naturally he will not lose on purpose, but he can fight fiercely with the opponent for eight rounds without showing any trace.
Sun Depeng was very good at Qinggong. He tried to use his body skills to deal with Changsheng. After going through eight moves to give way, Changsheng began to use the Wind Chasing Ghost Steps. He followed Sun Depeng wherever he moved. He really followed him like a shadow. Finally, with the help of his weird His body skills tripped him out of the field.
At this point, only Yuan Weilong was left in the field. Yuan Weilong was serious and waved sideways, "Junior brother Sansheng, my body skills are not good, you are just like a ghost, and I can't touch you. I only ask you, Do you have the guts to take a slap from me?"
Changsheng also became interested and nodded excitedly, "Come on."
Seeing the promise of longevity, Yuan Weilong was overjoyed. He immediately pinched his fingers and stepped on the Yu steps. At the same time, he muttered something, "Three three are endless, six six are endless, Taixuan keeps the truth, the dragon and the tiger follow..."
Seeing Yuan Weilong actually performing magic tricks, Chang Sheng was a little panicked. He didn't know magic, and he had been attacking before to not give others the chance to do magic. Now Yuan Weilong actually used magic to help him. He could only use pure yin or pure yang spiritual energy to break his defense. Save.
"Senior brother, I don't know magic. It's unfair for you to help me with magic." Changsheng said hurriedly.
Hearing Changsheng's words, Yuan Weilong stopped chanting the incantation, "That's right, I can't bully you." At this point, he waved his right hand back, "Disperse the spell."
Yuan Weilong didn't know that his kind thoughts actually saved him. He turned sideways and reached back, folding his arms and exerting force, "Eat my palm."
Since he had spoken in advance, Chang Sheng did not dodge, but also used his right palm to activate the spiritual energy with all his strength.
He can activate pure Yang spiritual energy or pure Yin spiritual energy alone, or he can mix the two to produce the same spiritual energy as everyone else. The spiritual energy he emits this time is the latter.
Yuan Weilong had just been promoted to Xuan Cultivation Level yesterday. At this time, both of them were filled with crimson aura. With their palms connected, they both used their full strength. Yuan Weilong stumbled back under the violent backlash and exited the field directly. Changsheng was beaten by Yuan Weilong. He was shaken off the ground and flew upside down, but he did not fly out of the field. After flying upside down for five feet, he quickly circled back and returned to where he was.
Yuan Weilong was convinced of his defeat this time. He shook his head at the people who were supporting him and said, "Don't do it either. It's useless. None of us are his opponents."
"Do you dare to hit ten?" Zhang Mo looked at Changsheng.
Changsheng didn't answer. In fact, he dared to fight ten, but then he would have to attack the meridians. Then his fellow disciples would lose badly, and he was not sure whether he could handle so many people at the same time.
"Do you dare?" Zhang Mo asked with a smile.
Seeing Zhang Mo looking at him with a smile, Chang Sheng said without thinking, "Dare."
Seeing Changsheng's promise, Zhang Mo began to call the names. This time, she no longer read them in order, but reviewed the list with Fu Dong and the others to select the Taoist priests of the three-character generation who they thought were outstanding.
When I clicked on the third one, I clicked on an acquaintance, "Sanyi."
"Uncle, I won't play." Ni Chenyi in the crowd immediately objected.
"Huh?" Fu Dong frowned and turned back.
"If I don't fight for longevity, I can't do it." Ni Chenyi said loudly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter. These words were not only revealing, but also almost revealing their bones.
Ni Chenyi didn't want to fight, and Zhang Mo didn't force her. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, I miss you so much, so I'll let you go."
Zhang Mo, Fu Dong and others then selected ten people, who were recognized as the best among the three-character generation. The competition venue was expanded from Tai Chi to the periphery of Bagua, and from three feet to nine feet.
In the eyes of Changsheng, these ten masters of the third generation are ten trees. He never thinks about what his opponent thinks, he only looks at what his opponent does. It takes a lot of effort to anticipate the opponent's thoughts and come up with countermeasures in advance. As long as he reacts If you are fast enough, you can adapt to changes and use offense as defense.
The ten people who participated in the battle had complicated emotions. Facts have proved that Changsheng is not something they can defeat, but Changsheng obviously does not use Longhushan's martial arts. They all hope to save some face for Longhushan's martial arts. But ten against one is actually a loss, and even if you win, it will be a weak victory.
But it is better to win ten to one than to lose ten to one. Between ugly and ugly, ugly is better than ugly.
Zhang Shan and others also came to the square from a distance at this time. Before the ten people left the field, Zhang Shan summoned them to a secret place to discuss the matter. After the explanation was completed, Zhang Shan smiled at Changsheng, "Ten against one is not fair. , No matter how we win or lose in this battle, you will be counted as one when we go to Chang'an."
"Thank you, Abbot." Changsheng thanked him hurriedly.
When the gong starts ringing, three people form a group, and three or three large groups act as horns to each other, surrounding the immortals in the center, leaving one person to drive away the temptation.
The people should be using some kind of formation similar to the Nine Palaces. No matter who he attacks, the other two people in the same group will immediately rush to help.
No matter which person close to him wants to attack him, the other two people will help him and work together to assist.
No matter which direction he moves, he will be blocked.
The remaining person acts as both a bait and a butcher. If he attacks this person, this person will be the bait, and the other nine will be his killing move. If he is entangled with nine other people, this person is the butcher.
After several conflicts, Changsheng found a pattern. There was only one way to break the formation, and that was to kill two people including the butcher who looked like a bait. Simply killing the bait was not enough, the formation was still there.
It's okay if you don't want to kill him, as long as he can't move, but that would be too harsh, and the situation would be out of control.
After pondering deeply, Changsheng decided to attack. The consequence of the attack was that he was trapped in a tight siege. After trying his best to maneuver and remedy to no avail, he was finally kicked out of the field.
Seeing Chang Sheng come out of the circle, everyone cheered, and everyone had smiles on their faces, including the abbot Zhang Shan, but his smile was different from others.
The only one who didn't laugh was Zhang Mo. Not only did he not laugh, but he was extremely angry. He threw the directory to Fu Dong with his backhand and said, "Do this again. Come down and I'll beat him."
Seeing that she was angrily trying to go on stage and everyone was confused, Zhang Shan got closer and hurriedly stepped forward to catch him, "Okay, you go ahead and choose one more person. Stop making trouble, little sister, let's go." "
"If you don't learn from the good, you will learn to flatter." Zhang Mo was furious.
Just when everyone was looking at the two brothers and sisters in confusion, Ni Chenyi spun around and landed in the field, "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, fellow Taoists, San Yizi is polite."
Hearing Ni Chenyi's words, everyone withdrew their gaze and looked towards the field.
Ni Chenyi smiled and said, "Autumn and winter are approaching, and I am determined to return to Chang'an. I will ask my father to donate a thousand pieces of cloth to make winter cotton clothes for the Taoists in Longhu Mountain. I will also donate a thousand loads of corn for winter use. Finally, I will take a thousand taels of silver to make for the winter." What do you think about the reissue of individual funds to a group of Taoists?"
After Ni Chenyi finished speaking, everyone cheered and cheered in unison.
"Please come down and teach me." Ni Chenyi said with a sly smile.
"No fight, no fight, we must let you go back." Everyone laughed.
Similar things may have happened before, but Fu Dong and others did not raise any objections. They announced in public that the selected people were Chang Sheng and Ni Chenyi, and left for the north half a month later.
Changsheng didn't come back to his senses until now. He was still calculating how much these things were worth.
"Hey, look how easy it is for me to win." Ni Chenyi smiled evilly at Changsheng and winked.
"Is this okay?" Changsheng was shocked.
"Why not? There is nothing I can't get..."
