Chapter Twenty-Eight: Wu Yang Sect
As Zhang Hongyi expected, let Zhou Yuanhao in the ring wave the gold-topped mace one after another, Wang Beilin just blindly avoided retreating, and soon Zhou Yuanhao was tired and red-faced, he always felt that every time he was just almost able to smash Wang Beilin's brain, but he was always dangerously avoided by Wang Beilin, and he was cleverly dodged, and the more anxious he was, the more ineffective the attack became.
Gradually, Wang Beilin found that he was not as reluctant and laborious as before when he dodged Zhou Yuanhao's attack.
The deviation from Zhou Yuanhao's mace attack was also getting bigger and bigger, so he began to slow down his pace, narrowed the range of his body dodge, and waited for an opportunity to find a gap to counterattack.
Zhou Yuanhao saw that Wang Beilin's actions slowed down, as if he was deliberately waiting, and he looked down on himself so much, which suddenly made him ashamed and angry, so he shouted angrily:
"Little Guy Ann dares to do this. β
Then he used all his strength, swinging his mace harder than before, slamming it from side to side with a rapid slash that made the air whine.
Wang Beilin, who was running around with a mace, was not too flustered in the face of the stormy offensive, he observed that although Zhou Yuanhao's attack came faster and more intensely, the strength was really lighter and lighter, and the sound of the golden-topped mace whipping into the air became smaller and smaller.
He knew that Zhou Yuanhao was already at the end of the crossbow, although the gold-topped mace was extremely lethal, Zhou Yuanhao was certainly a tall cow and a big horse, but after a few rounds of fighting with him, although Wang Beilin knew that he could not defend the mace pressed by Mount Tai head-on, his body light skills were indeed several times stronger.
Using the enemy's anxious heart to win and fight with it is the way to win, so Wang Beilin constantly jumped and moved on the field, constantly maneuvering with Zhou Yuanhao with agile steps, and even took the initiative to flash some empty doors behind, so as not to stop Zhou Yuanhao's attack, take the initiative to expose his flaws, and constantly consume Zhou Yuanhao's physical strength skillfully and dangerously.
After hundreds of rounds of fighting like this, Zhou Yuanhao turned from red and red to sweaty, Wang Beilin was secretly happy in his heart, he knew that the continuous tossing and turning of his body back and forth, and the soreness and wear and tear of his waist and hamstrings caused by the forward and backward jumps were not in vain.
The time has finally come to fight back.
I saw that after Zhou Yuanhao blocked Wang Beilin's position with another round of left and right oblique splits, he took a deep breath, raised his hands and raised the mace high above his head, ready to press down with a heavy vertical split, if this blow can be hit, Wang Beilin will be half crippled if he does not die.
But this time, it was Wang Beilin who deliberately did not dodge, and took the initiative to trap himself in a desperate situation, preparing to perform a blow that broke the cauldron and sank the boat.
Wang Beilin concentrated, his eyes were like electricity, his eyes quickly searched for the mace, and finally at the moment when the gold-topped mace fell, he suddenly twisted his waist and stabbed straight at the point below the mace body with one hand.
The stab of the right hand was thrown out of his whole body, and the force was too strong to be too strong to take care of the left hand because of the reverse thrashing with the sword momentum, causing the left arm to bend and dislocate, although the sword is not majestic, but the victory is that the sword body is stable and strong and tough, especially the tip of the sword is extremely accurate to rush through the rod body.
This stab on the mace, like a hundred and ten elite horsemen from a million army out of a bloody way, broke through the defense line of the ten thousand army, and directly attacked the enemy's leader camp, so that Zhou Yuanhao's downward pressure could not be used even if it had the power of ten thousand jun.
Zhou Yuanhao's body was like a punctured balloon at this time, his qi had not yet sunk, his strength was still not exhausted, and the internal force that had gathered and risen collapsed in his body, so he immediately staggered, and stepped back a few steps back unsteadily, his throat was sweet, and he almost vomited blood.
Before he could stabilize his body, Wang Beilin, who was quick in his eyes, saw that the body of the fuselage leaned forward quickly, standing on one foot like a crane, and the short sword in his hand was like a crane's head, and the throat of Hao, which was locked directly on Zhou Yuan, flew away.
The cold light of the tip of the short sword continued to expand in Zhou Yuanhao's pupils, and Zhou Yuanhao, who had lost his posture, suddenly became extremely frightened, and goosebumps spread to his scalp.
Ignoring the blood that came out of his mouth because he forcibly opened his mouth after the qi dissipated, he hurriedly screamed in horror:
"I admit defeatββ! a hero spares his life - spare his lifeββ!!"
Hearing this, Wang Beilin threw the sword aside, stopped his strength, and put the sword into the sheath in one go.
The referee of this division immediately nodded to Wang Beilin and preached loudly:
"Zhou Yuanhao of Beihai County was defeated, and Wang Beilin of Jinyang Mansion won ......"
"Taishi, this person is calm and calm, Yin is ruthless, although his cultivation is a little weak, but he only needs a little training, and he will have a lot to do in the future, and he can be admitted to Hongwutang. β
Zhu Shikai, who was in the restaurant on the west side of the ring, retracted his mind and turned to Zhang Hongyi.
Zhang Hongyi shook his head lightly and said:
"It's not enough, if the people who participate in the general election are only to this extent, then there is no need for my Hongwu Hall to open......"
At the end of the competition, Zhang Hongyi looked out the window again.
Wang Beilin from Jinyang Mansion successfully won a victory to enter the next round of the draw, while Zhou Yuanhao was judged by the judges to be acceptable, and he was not directly persuaded to retire, but if he lost one more game, he would face the danger of elimination.
In this way, the divisions of this small station were successively tested in arrays, but every time Zhang Hongyi saw the contestants stand still, he turned his head and closed his eyes to drink tea, and did not watch the fight.
It wasn't until a certain moment that a middle-aged man dressed in a vermilion robe and holding a golden luanbao with a scabbard stood on the west side of the ring under the restaurant where Zhang Hongyi was located, and Zhang Hongyi raised his head slightly and looked at the man carefully.
The middle-aged man was facing his opponent, the fourth elder of a major local sect in Zhili Province - Wuyang Sect, this elder had white hair and white beard and white eyebrows, did not comb more hairpins, and his slender eyebrows drifted away with the wind, looking like a fairy wind and bones.
As the referee and the judge signaled, they announced their names.
"Huang Qisheng of Guangzhou Prefecture. β
The middle-aged man on the west side said.
"Hejian Mansion Wuyang Zong Yu Baimei. β
Elder Wuyang Sect on the east side.
After the two exchanged names, the audience exclaimed:
"It's actually Wuyang Sect, a famous sect, this time you can see it, you can open your eyes. β
"Wu Yang Sect? is that Wu Yang Sect who is good at refining pure yang true qi and refining the body?"
"It turned out to be Yu Baimei Daxian, who was ranked fourth in Wuyang Sect, and the man on the other side was miserable this time!"
Zhang Hongyi in the upstairs private room did not look at Yu Baimei, but asked Zhu Shikai on the side:
"Do you know this son? Which army is the general? This person has a calm and orderly atmosphere, his eyes are bright, and his internal strength must be extremely strong, and in his hand is the embroidered spring knife specially matched by the former brocade guard officer of the imperial gift, but I have never heard of such a person, presumably not from the provincial divisions of the capital city, right?"
"Oh, Taishi, this person is the general of Xu Tianzhang, the commander of Jiangnan and the commander of the Guangdong Naval Division, Huang Qisheng, who is the first qi practitioner in the Guangdong Naval Division's army, and is good at internal strength and qigong. The practice is the "Na" character in the Imperial Wind Immortal Method of Guozong.
At the age of 39, he was already the deputy general of the Guangdong Naval Division, with profound skills and outstanding talents, which can be described as unlimited potential.
This time he came to Hongwu for the election, because Xu Tianzhang thanked the Taishi for sending Ji Yun to aid Longmen Pass, so he gave this fierce general a gift.
To tell the truth, Huang Qisheng's visit to Tianjin this time was due to a letter of recommendation from Xu Tianzhang, and Xu Tianzhang knew that there were many eyes and ears around the Taishi Mansion, so the letter came to me. I wanted to arrange for Huang Qisheng to enter the general election directly, but he refused, saying that he wanted to be selected for the general election with his real skills......"
Zhang Hongyi nodded when he heard this:
"No wonder, it's a hero in the Nanyang Army, I hope that in this election, there will be more heroes like this...... It's best to have a talented person who can compare to a character like Ji Yun......"
"I'm afraid it's difficult, Taishi, I'm afraid it's hard to find anyone who can cultivate to the right of Ji Yun, at least there is no one in my Celestial Empire army who can compare with it. β
Zhang Hongyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the old man opposite Huang Qisheng and said:
"The aura of the four elders of this Wuyang Sect is also calm, and they don't know the reality of it just by their eyesight, so they should also be people who practice qi.
Since he is a member of the Wuyang Sect, if this person's performance is acceptable, even if he is eliminated in the primary election, he will be given the qualification for the general election as appropriate, and he will be included in the Hongwu Hall and practice qi......
Zhu Shikai nodded again and said with a smile:
"This Wuyang Sect can be regarded as pouring out of the nest this time, and the eldest disciple, second disciple, third elder, fourth elder, and many sect members in the sect have all come to participate in the Hongwu election.
Presumably......, the Sect Master of Wuyang Sect also knows that their power has developed too fast over the years, and the base of the sect is too large, and sooner or later they will be weakened and suppressed.
While the two were talking, the competition in the ring had already begun with the referee's cheers.
Huang Qisheng did not move first, but obliquely hugged the embroidered spring knife and stood on his shoulder, waiting for Yu Baimei to make the first move, Yu Baimei saw that the opponent looked big, although he secretly laughed at his youth and vigor, but there was no sloppiness and underestimation of the opponent in his hands, and urged the strong internal force of the meridians of the whole body to wrap the true qi, and the luck dantian came out, urging the true qi into the limbs and hundreds of points, and gathered the purest fine strands of true qi from the palm of the hand into the four-foot long sword.
Wuyang Sect's method of pure yang refining qi was changed from the word "Na" of the Imperial Wind Gate of the National Sect, so it is somewhat similar to the exercises practiced by Huang Qisheng.
The difference is that the main practice of the exercises is to practice qi refining the body, and the accumulation of internal force is secondary. The practice is changed to the word "Na", which is determined to absorb the energy of the wind element by absorbing the power of the wind attribute heaven and earth to accumulate into internal force, and changing to absorb and breathe the fire attribute element, and through the different stages of the practice of the exercise, the cycle of the big and small Zhou Tian is taken, and the qi between the heaven and the earth is taken from the yang to the rigid qi, and the qi is refined.
Refining the body to the fullest, you can become the incorruptible body of Vajra. From the perspective of the four-foot long sword in the hand of Yu Baimei, the fourth elder of Wuyang Sect, if it can infuse the true qi into the tip of the sword, its cultivation is already extremely high, almost a great success.
Anything that can be called an immortal sect, at least the sect or the exercises have produced at least one real person, obviously, the Wuyang Sect is not the Wuyang Immortal Sect, although its pure yang qi cultivation method is strong, and although the sect is strong, there has never been a real person.
In the past half century, the Wuyang Sect has flourished, and the disciples of the sect are all over Zhili and even the northern provinces.
Lin Haoran, the eldest disciple of his sect and a master of physical cultivation, is the genius who has the most hope of impacting real people since the founding of the sect hundreds of years ago.
Yu Baimei, the fourth elder of Wuyang Sect opposite Huang Qisheng, had not refined his body but was dedicated to practicing qi, and at this moment, with his sword in a posture, his true qi lingered all over his body, and his face became even more red, and the qi that erupted from the meridian acupoints shook his sleeves to fly, and the air flow around his body was flying, and the momentum was really magnificent, quite immortal.
As Yu Baimei condensed his sword and moved the sword, Huang Qisheng on the opposite side still seemed to be unmoved, not only did he have no vision around his body, but his hands were still wrapped around his shoulders, and the knife in his arms still showed no signs of being unsheathed.
Rao was based on the knowledge and cultivation of the fourth elder Yu Baimei for many years, and when he saw Huang Qisheng on the other side holding it up so much, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, and immediately reprimanded:
"The boy Hugh has to play tricks, quickly pull out his weapon and put on a posture, otherwise he will be defeated later, don't say that the old man is bullying the small. β
"You are here, why bother. β
"Humph!"
Yu Baimei was completely shocked when he heard this, and immediately raised his sword and stabbed Huang Qisheng in the chest.
His sword was like lightning, sharp like fire, and he wanted to tear apart Huang Qisheng's body with an unstoppable force, but Huang Qisheng still showed no signs of dodging.
Yu Baimei wondered, but still secretly thought in his heart that at this distance, the other party would not be able to play any hole cards, and he would win.
However, at the moment when the head of the sword was about to stab Huang Qisheng.
Huang Qisheng's hands folded in front of his chest, moved slightly for a moment, and the scabbard shifted slightly by two inches, directly blocking this incomparably sharp sword.
Yu Baimei was shocked when she saw this, and shouted:
"It's impossible ?!"
He really couldn't understand that his sword infused with true qi was enough to break through gold and gravel, and the head of the sword carried the fire yang true qi that he had practiced for many years in the Wuyang Sect.
Even if Huang Qisheng had the strength to use some strange method to block this sword, the scorching wave of air that erupted from the sword edge did not even burn it, compared to Yu Baimei's shock, Huang Qisheng seemed very leisurely and at ease.
Although Yu Baimei was very surprised, he quickly adjusted his state, raised his sword and stabbed several swords, but Huang Qisheng still did not have the posture to fight back.
And no matter how Yu Baimei stabbed out the sword flower, how the sword blade splashed out a wave of flame qi, no matter how fierce and rapid the attack Huang Qisheng was, he just moved his arm and shrugged his shoulders, allowing the sword scabbard in his arms to be skillfully flipped, and the sword was dissolved one by one, and the pure yang true qi that came to his face was also offset by Huang Qisheng's body protection qi one by one.
Yu Baimei saw that several blows were unsuccessful, withdrew his hands and retreated, his hands were put together, the thumb of his left hand was overlapped with the tips of his middle finger and ring finger, the index finger and the upper finger of his little finger, and his right hand was horizontal under his left hand, with his palm facing inward, he touched the middle finger with his thumb alone, and the rest of his fingers were separated to form a lotus-shaped mudra on his left finger.
"Taishi, what is he doing here?"
Zhu Shikai in the restaurant was a little puzzled and asked Zhang Hongyi who was sitting on the opposite side.
Zhang Hongyi smiled slightly when he heard this, and said:
He didn't believe that Huang Qisheng could really resist his attack, and even if he could, it shouldn't be so easy. Therefore, he naturally did not believe what he saw in front of him, and thought that the enemy must have cast some illusion, so he tried to solve it.
Looking at the seal he knotted, it is the heart seal of Qinglian, and at this moment he must be operating his internal force, silently reciting the mental method, in order to stabilize his mind and get rid of the illusion. This person's reaction can be considered experienced, but after all, his vision is too narrow......"
Zhu Shikai nodded and said suddenly:
"I see......"