After Guan Luoyang said the words, among the hundreds of people, the sects nearby had some low-pitched discussions. Even at the Zhenwu Temple, there were some Taoist priests who felt that he was too trusting.
Qiu Di approached Qiu Shi's back with some worry and whispered: "Elder brother..."
Qiu Shi held a whisk in his hand and sat firmly, as if he didn't hear anything. He had no intention of getting up to smooth things over. He just squinted his eyes slightly and looked towards the place in front of him on the right, landing on Wei Dinggong.
Wei Dinggong wrapped his rosary beads in his hands, but he did not continue to speak at this moment. He only thought secretly in his heart: "It was a bit tricky at first, but I didn't expect that he would provoke such a thing by himself. He is so young after all." Who here doesn't have a way to get the best of the situation? If he is so provoked, there will be a battle between three or five people at most, but they won't wear him out? '
Although Shuihuo Xianyi's martial arts achievements are extraordinary, he is said to be able to overcome obstacles with water and fire, walk through mountains of knives, and pass through forests of swords. But to say that a martial artist of this level can be on an equal footing with the top mage in Southeast Asia is to underestimate the level of magic. .
It is true that the status of mages lies more in their ability to cure diseases and save people, cast curses from a distance, and change fortune in feng shui, which is why they are highly respected by the powerful.
Fightable thoughts are the greatest desires in human nature.
Mages are also human beings. The various sects of magic have been circulating for so many years, so how could they not develop miraculous uses in frontal confrontations?
Just now, the reason why Master Xuluo was defeated so quickly was that he was not sure about the kung fu level of the young man opposite him. Secondly, it was also because the great monk was kind-hearted. In this kind of fighting situation, he took the first seven points to kill force.
But now, all parties are wary of Guan Luoyang's skills, and they can't help but be aroused by his big words. It is impossible for them to act as calmly as Master Xuluo.
"Good boy, you want us not to complain in our hearts, but when you say these words, you probably want us to yell at you."
The sturdy and burly man stood up.
This man has tanned skin, broad square lips, and thick hair braided into multiple braids on the top of his head. His upper body is draped in black cloth, and his lower body is in knee-length rough colored cloth culottes. His arms and calves are wrapped leather.
"Okay! Then I'll come and meet you first. The fifth game I played and the sixth game you played have already been fought for a round. It's fairer for us to come together. As long as you can fight hard. I don’t care what other people do, but for those of my group, I will never let them say anything wrong about you in front of others and behind the scenes.”
After he finished speaking, he spread his left foot sideways, stepped down with the sole of his ankle-length leather boots, lowered his waist, and bent his knees at a right angle. Then he raised his right foot high and stamped it in the same posture.
The arms were crossed in front of the stall, and the leather on the forearms rubbed against each other. Gradually, the two pieces of leather on the forearms, shoulder pads on both sides, waist pads, two knee pads, two rings of cowhide on the calves, and a pair of leather boots all popped up. Light smoke comes.
Guan Luoyang smelled a smell like burning cowhide in his nose and walked slowly to the middle of the ring.
Boom! ! !
Juli jumped onto the ring, with the veins on his forehead slightly protruding. He took a long stride and rushed in front of Guan Luoyang. He reached out with both hands and grabbed his shoulders.
These two hands brought up a sinister sound that reached Guan Luoyang's ears.
Guan Luoyang's ears jumped, the muscles from the shoulder blades to the back of the neck bulged, his shoulders and back were as tight as iron, and his arms were raised one step.
A muffled sound spread from the spot.
The sound of the two people's arms colliding even surpassed the sound of the wooden boards breaking under Guan Luoyang's feet.
In other people's eyes, Guan Luoyang suddenly looked shorter.
However, the construction of this arena was very particular. Under the wooden board was a layer of logs as thick as a thigh. Under the logs, soil was filled with sacks and compacted.
Although Guan Luoyang's feet sank an inch, he still did not fall, and his arms changed between hardness and softness very quickly. When he was parrying, his entire shoulders, back and arms were as hard as a large piece of iron cast together. .
But as soon as they collided, his hands and forearms slid forward, his palms opened like a python, his thumbs pinched Juri's elbows and bent inward, pressing down.
Master Juli's arms were forced to droop forward, his hands were empty, and he suddenly clenched his fingers together, as if full strength overflowed from his fingers.
The part of his arm where the blood vessels were most exposed and weak was so hard that it was as hard as bamboo wrapped with a layer of oil-soaked iron sheet. It was tough and slippery. With a flick of his arms, he was freed from Guan Luoyang's grip.
But Juli's jaw immediately shook, and his face jerked upward.
It turned out that after Guan Luoyang's fingers were freed, he raised his hand and whipped him. The five fingers of his right hand were as soft as cotton, and the back of his hand was as fast as a steel whip. He hit Juli's chin right in the middle. He hit his collarbone with the palm of his left hand and pushed him out with one palm.
Juli's feet were off the ground, his collarbone was in the palm of his hand, and his upper body was unbalanced and hit the ground. He quickly held his head to protect the back of his head, rolled over twice on the ground and stood up.
The surface of the arena trembled slightly as he rolled over, as if he was being crushed by some big iron wheel.
But after such heavy blows and collisions, he stood up, covered in dust and sawdust, completely unfazed, and showed a mouth of teeth blackened by concoction, giving a thumbs up.
"A good warrior, he has the confidence to be wild, but it's not enough."
Under the ring, Wei Dinggong thought to himself: "Wu Si's strength really used the toughest methods as soon as he got on the stage." '
This Master Juli is a great expert in the art of witchcraft and poison.
In southern Yunnan and Southeast Asia, legends of witchcraft and poison are widely spread. It is said that every village has one or two hands that can cast poison.
Most people's impressions of Gu are very crude and crude. They think that poisonous insects such as snakes, scorpions, poisonous silkworms, toads, and geckos are put in the same container using special methods to kill each other. The winner is the Gu, which can parasitize in other people's bodies to achieve effects such as mutilation and supervision.
Even the glyph of the word "gu" means "worm on top of the vessel".
But in fact, here in Nanyang, in addition to using live insects as voodoo, there is also a large category that uses leather as voodoo.
Animals born in cold areas often have fine fur, but the fibers of their skins are relatively rough. Raccoons and foxes are examples.
And here in Nanyang, the climate is warm and humid all year round, which is often the source of fine, soft leather.
Leather tanners can skillfully divide a piece of intact cowhide into eight layers. The outermost layer, also called skin green, is highly malleable and breathable.
Skilled Gu masters use this skin as a raw material for casting spells in a variety of ways.
If you want to harm people, the most common way is to cut it into very small pieces, sprinkle three or two small pieces in the food, and be swallowed by people. If you do it secretly, you can make people die of abdominal distension.
You can also make carvings and leather sculptures, and bury them secretly, which will ruin the feng shui of a family's house, ruin their career and wealth, and shorten the lifespan of their children and grandchildren.
If you want to save people, you can wrap a child in leather and fish it out under water to eliminate diseases. You can use green skin to replace the skin of a burned person, making it look as new as new. You can even use it to draw portraits of ancestors and offer sacrifices. The undead, absorb the incense.
In the previous fight, Master Juli used a leather painting to absorb the opponent's magic power, then released a cloud of smoke like a galloping buffalo, knocking the opponent off the stage.
The Gu technique he is using now is called "The Power of Wu Si". He needs to use the skins of twelve dead buffaloes, compare them with various parts of the human body, and take different parts of the skins from each cow to contain the soul and vegetable tan. support.
The use of this kind of Gu magic requires a lot of physical strength, so he trained himself to be so strong. When he cast the spell, the power of twelve buffaloes wrapped around his body, making it impossible for him to penetrate with spears or pierce with bows and arrows. Entering, you have enough courage to hold up the city gate.
Guan Luoyang stared at his chin and shook the back of his hand.
The touch that hit my chin just now was like it had hit a very thick layer of grease, and it slid away. At most, it was only half-strength.
"If you're so durable, I'll feel relieved."
Guan Luoyang exhaled, his breathing was steady, his mouth and nose circulated endlessly, his body seemed to be in a trance, as if he was half a head taller, his body swayed, and he hit Master Juli head-on.
Juli took a good posture, slammed his arms, and the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Having mastered Qi training and changing his center of gravity at will, Guan Luoyang seemed to be putting all his strength on his upper body to hit the opponent's face. However, in the middle of the strong thrust, his waist suddenly collapsed. His posture change was so smooth that one of his legs was shoveled out like a razor.
Juli was kicked and staggered forward. Guan Luoyang's body heaved, and a sliding shovel turned into a lunge. His upper body was lifted by the power of his waist and hips, and his arm was twisted to shoot the sky cannon, hitting Juli's chin again.
This time he still had that extremely slippery and tough feeling, taking off his strength.
But compared to the whipper just now, this soaring cannon is more than twice as powerful. Even if most of it is removed, it can still hit Juri's entire body into the air.
Guan Luoyang straightened his body, jumped forward to grab his belt, swung his arm half-pivot, looked in the direction of Juli's disciple, and threw him out.
"Master!" "Guru!" "Abbot..."
More than a dozen disciples raised their hands at the same time, reaching out with branches and branches, and caught Juri together.
Several disciples in the front row retracted their hands, put down the Juli, and asked anxiously and concernedly.
Juli's eyes were blurred, his jaw was sore, his mind was dizzy and swollen, and he still didn't understand how he was beaten down. He held it in for a long time before he uttered two words.
"strong enough!"
Guan Luoyang, who was on the stage, maintained a state of mastery in Qi training, as if he was taking a breath for an eternity. He raised his finger and made a cursory gesture, raised one finger, then spread his palm in an invitation gesture, and looked around.
The first one goes down, who will come next?
"I'm a poor man, come and learn from me."
This is the winner of the fourth battle, Jianping Mansion's Xing Wu Dao Chang.
There was a touch of silver in his hair, and he was holding a feather fan in his hand. Before taking the stage, he shook his sleeves once he took a step, and out came small military commanders made of bamboo strips and paper. Some held swords and guns in their hands, with flags behind their backs. , some are holding snakes in their left hands and holding large axes horizontally.
When he came to the stage, the Taoist priest waved his feather fan, and a burst of smoke rolled through the air. Six tall armored soldiers with stiff faces appeared around him, and they rushed towards Guan Luoyang together.
This Liujia God General is half true and half false. He is true, but he has no vital points. There is actually no flesh and blood under his armor. He is false, but he can actually cut off hands and feet, behead people, and even use his own on the battlefield. If the body collides with the cavalry, the armored iron horse will be killed on the spot.
But Guan Luoyang let go of his hands and feet at this time, and with the strength of his second practice, he used his hand to hit the cannon hammer, and slashed and killed in succession. In one fell swoop, he beat the four heavy-armored generals into the ring and exploded them into pieces.
He was about to shoot the remaining two to death when Taoist priest Xingwu stood up in fear and jumped off the stage.
"The poor man has given up, don't do anything, don't do anything!"
Taoist Priest Xingwu waved his feather fan, and the white mist rolled over. He collected the remaining two intact generals, with a look of distress on his face. He looked at Guan Luoyang intently for a while, and secretly shouted in disbelief, "Such a strong force." , instead of just the Water and Fire Immortal Clothes, you clearly have the achievements of Zhou Tiantuna, who also learned spells and practiced martial arts, how did you get to this level?!"
Guan Luoyang let him step down and turned his eyes again.
Grandma Yuan sighed inwardly and walked onto the stage. In fact, she already knew that she was probably no match for this little Taoist priest. The Notre Dame Temple and the Zhenwu Temple had a good relationship in the past, so there was no need to resort to ruthless means of risking their lives.
But in this situation, since you have been on stage before, you represent the face of a faction, and now you are riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off.
Whether you go on stage or not, you will lose. If you don't go on stage, you will be afraid of the juniors and will be even more embarrassed.
She controlled seven pointed hats in the air, whirling back and forth, cutting uncertainly. When each hat flew past, there would be a squeaking sound in the air, like the sound of cloth being torn.
As a result, the swift shadow arrived in front of Guan Luoyang and suddenly stopped. He held the edge of the bamboo hat with his bare hands, and the bronze pattern on the back of his hand was looming, making it unable to move.
Several other bamboo hats were flying around to surround him, and Guan Luoyang was like an old ape circling the forest. With a few unpredictable moves, he widened the distance and grasped each one accurately.
After holding each bamboo hat in his right hand, he passed it to his left hand. In an instant, he folded all seven bamboo hats together and handed them back to Granny Yuan.
"It's the old woman who lost."
Grandma Yuan took the bamboo hat, her eyes settled, and her voice was much lowered, "You are reckless. With this strength, if you follow the steps, you may not be able to achieve success."
Although starting from Master Xuluo, Guan Luoyang had already defeated four people in a row with ease, the meaning behind Granny Yuan's words was that he was still not optimistic about his ability to successfully defend the ring.
Guan Luoyang did not answer and sent her off the stage.
Next, Lady Aze of Xin'an Prefecture came on stage. She was one of the four people who had never been on stage before. She was dressed in apricot-colored clothes. Her head, ears, and neck were all decorated with exquisite silver jewelry. She had thin cherry-colored lips. , the charm still exists.
But her spell was very dangerous. She just pointed down with her hand, and a stalagmite-like object suddenly appeared from the ring. It shot directly upward from the bottom of Guan Luoyang's feet. If she didn't dodge well, she might directly touch it. The lower part of the body is vital.
Guan Luoyang moved sideways and slid on the ground. He carved out a layer of wood flowers on the board and wiped off the stone thorns. When he was about to kick off and rush forward, his feet suddenly sank again.
This trap was perfectly timed, but with his ability to play with the center of gravity, how could he be hindered by such a small trap? He moved his other foot slightly, and the person moved out sideways like a top. .
After knowing what the other party's methods were, Guan Luoyang's pace changed faster than the speed of the opponent's spells. He ducked behind Mrs. Aze, picked up the clothes from the back of her neck, and sent her down.
Then the Forbidden Lamp Master of Fenghua Prefecture came on stage. He held an oil lamp in his hand, opened his mouth and blew, and a seven-foot-long blue flame swept across it.
In addition to the need for magical weapons and mana, his door-barring lamp technique also requires him to practice a unique blowing method. He first puts warm water in his mouth, then spits it out slowly, as thin as cotton thread, without any branches, and spits it out four feet away. It's called entry.
Then practice with ice water, hot water, and then practice with air-dried hard dough. The fist-sized dough must be able to be swallowed in one bite, and it can be squeezed into the throat and spit out by gastrointestinal peristalsis, which is considered successful.
After reaching this level, with the help of magic power, the flames blown out are so fierce that they stick to the person's body and immediately burn the skin to pieces.
And I don’t know what the lamp oil is made of. There is a strong smell of sulfur in the flame, and it seems to be mixed with unknown toxicity. People near the ring feel a little dizzy after being smoked.
If the flame of the lamp is blown at several angles, it can almost sweep the entire arena, leaving no room for the opponent to stand.
Guan Luoyang broke the table with one foot, raised half of the board with his toes, folded his side into a line with the board, put his elbow on the back of the board, split the passage from the middle of the lamp flame, approached and broke the board with one punch.
The fist turned into a palm, pressed down on the cardia and pushed forward, causing Master Jindeng to belch, puffing out smoke from his nostrils, and fell off the stage.
It turned out that the seemingly rippling lamp oil was actually solid, and it did not spill out of the lamp when he dropped it.
After the Forbidden Light Master stood up, he sighed and cursed: "If it weren't for the restrictions of the fighting stage, which mage would be stupid enough to take the initiative to get within ten steps of such a top martial artist?"
If the distance is long enough, his access control light method can be used with some pre-set copper ring strange doors to burn people a hundred steps away, not to mention such an inch-thick wet wooden board, or iron sheets wrapped into balls to protect themselves. They all have to be cooked through by his heat.
The hundreds of people around him were all majoring in spells, and their boxing and kicking skills were at best supplementary. When they heard what he said, they all felt sad and agreed repeatedly.
"Don't be embarrassed here!"
Master Yang Lian sneered again and again and scolded mercilessly, "You have an opinion. Why didn't you mention it when we were discussing the rules of the fight? Why didn't you mention how much younger they are than you and which one you were on the stage? ?Besides, he also has magic power, but he hasn’t used it on you yet."
The forbidden lamp master turned around with the lamp in his hand: "Yanglian, what do you mean?"
"It means that it is a fact that you are weak."
The red robe is on display.
The Forbidden Lamp Master subconsciously wanted to blow out the lamp, but saw a thin hand covering his lamp.
The green lamp flame burned the palm of the hand, making a crackling sound, but it could not resist the slow downward pressure of the hand.
laugh! !
The poisonous fire that can burn to the bones if touched by a spark is unquestionably crushed by this hand.
"Blow out the lamp and pull out the wax, you are a lazy bald ass, get out of here!"
The red-robed old monk with a hat on his head slapped Master Forbidden Light away with one sleeve. Regardless of the disciples of Master Forbidden Light swarming over and glaring at him, Shi Shiran stepped onto the ring.
The disciples of Master Forbidden Light were still about to make a fuss, but after only saying a few words, they inexplicably lowered their voices and became quiet.
It was the power of the atmosphere that made them shut up.
Because those people who had been dealing with it indifferently before began to gather their energy and sit up straight at this time.
Grand Duke Huangtou raised his eyelids and stared intently, which affected his disciples.
Taoist priest Qiu Shi sat upright and tightened his whisk, which affected his junior brother.
Wei Dinggong held the rosary and did not move.
Taoist priest Zhiyuan, Taoist priest Xingwu, Granny Yuan, Master Juli, Master Xuluo, Lady Aze, etc., etc., even showed more solemn expressions than when they took the stage to compete.
"It seems that even if many people participate in the fight, it is just a formality for the reputation of their own sect, and they are taking a chance. In fact, deep down in their hearts, they feel that they can't beat you."
"So even if they lose, they still don't think I'm going to win."
Guan Luoyang felt this silence and heaviness, his eyes brightened, and he smiled at the old monk opposite, "Including Master Xuluo, you are the seventh person."
Grand Master Yang Lian raised his right hand, his knuckles flexed, and when he straightened his skinny palm for the second time, it seemed that he had stretched a little wider.
"Taoist priest, just remember me alone in these seven competitions."
