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Zhu Kecong couldn't catch up, and he hadn't been able to touch the corner of Zhao Yishan's clothes for half an hour, he suddenly stopped and didn't chase, and asked the deacon on Tianshu Peak: "Shan Yi, this person, only fleeing without fighting, delaying the hour, seeing that it is about to be the time of the day, and the time of today's competition is about to end, don't you care, he avoids and does not fight, even if the competition is postponed to tomorrow, he still can't win or lose." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The deacon in charge of the competition at Tianshu Peak pondered for a while, nodded and said, "The prince is reasonable, according to the prince's opinion, how should the winner of this competition be determined?" ”

Zhu Kecong was waiting for the deacon's question, pretending to think about it, and after a long time, he said: "In my opinion, I have already injured Shan Yi, and if he fails to injure me or defeat me before the time of the deacon, he should judge the victory of this son." ”

The deacon on Tianshu Peak was a little embarrassed, and hesitated: "This matter is very important, the rules of the competition are not written, and I still have to ask the head of Le for instructions before I can give you an answer." ”

"It's okay to wait a little longer, deacon, please go and come back quickly." Zhu Kecong said disapprehantly, and waved his hand to ask the deacon to hurry up and find Le Yuanzheng for instructions.

But Zhao Yishan was secretly frightened, if Le Yuan agreed to Zhu Kecong's method, then he had to injure or defeat Zhu Kecong before the time, otherwise he would lose the competition, how could this work, he couldn't help but be anxious, thinking about what way to injure or defeat Zhu Kecong.

The time left for Zhao Yishan to think about is always short, the deacon did not dare to slack off on Zhu Kecong's proposal, his internal strength was not good, and his voice could not be heard by Le Yuanzheng on Taichong Peak, so he flew to Taichong Peak, and after finding Le Yuanzheng, he reported the context of the future and Zhu Kecong's proposal to Le Yuanzheng, Le Yuanzheng nodded and said: "This method is feasible, if the people who compete are avoiding and not fighting, how can the winner be decided." ”

The deacon received Leyuanzheng's affirmative reply, and immediately did not stop, performed light skills again, swept across the suspension bridge, came to the side of the name list, and announced in a loud voice: "According to Zhu Kecong's method of the prince, if Shan Yi does not injure or defeat the prince before the time of the battle, the prince will win the competition." ”

This news is like throwing a stone into a lake, causing ripples, and the courtships and magnates who watched the competition are all talking, guessing how Zhao Yishan will deal with Zhu Kecong empty-handed, and whether Zhao Yishan can win the competition, and more discussion is to guess when Zhu Kecong can win, it seems that Zhao Yishan, who has lost his long sword, has become a lamb to be slaughtered, and it is only a matter of time before Zhu Kecong wins, it depends on whether Zhao Yishan will delay the competition until the time of the battle, so that Zhu Kecong can win without a fight.

How could Zhao Yishan let Zhu Kecong win without a fight, just when the deacon announced the decision, Zhao Yishan had already launched an attack on Zhu Kecong, Zhao Yishan's face was cold, and he used Luo Yinggong to hit the sky with a fist shadow, and sprinkled it on Zhu Kecong like a falling flower, Zhu Kecong still used the method of turning ten thousand swords to crack Zhao Yishan's Luo Yinggong.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yishan's empty fist and Zhu Kecong's long sword met together, but Zhao Yishan did not let Zhu Kecong's long sword easily slip away from his hand, Zhao Yishan turned his fist into a claw and held Zhu Kecong's long sword tightly in his hand, and Zhu Kecong did not draw out the long sword for a while.

The first step of Zhao Yishan's counterattack has been achieved, as long as the second step is achieved, he can turn defeat into victory, which is the method that Zhao Yishan came up with during the time when the deacon obtained Leyuanzheng's reply.

This is thanks to one person, Zhao Yishan can have a flash of inspiration, and come up with a way to turn defeat into victory, this person is Ji Zhen, Ji Zhen is rude, after the defeat, he did not leave the Tianshu Peak martial arts field, chose to stay and continue to watch the competition, saw Zhao Yishan being chased all over the field, it was boring to watch, after hearing Zhu Kecong's method, he scolded and said: "This kid surnamed Shan, I said that you just admit defeat directly, you have lost your long sword, stay on the field to consume time, what does it mean to ******." ”

Ji Xin's shout was particularly loud, attracting everyone's sideways, Zhao Yishan's thoughts were also interrupted, looking at Ji Zhen, seeing Ji Zhen, Zhao Yishan's eyes widened slightly, thinking of discussing Ji Zhen with the six gods of the evil star a few days ago, and talked about how to deal with Ji Xin's innate divine power if he was right with Ji Zhen, that is, he used the emptiness to tap Ji Xin's acupoint to restrain Ji Xin.

Now facing Zhu Kecong, he has no long sword, and can only defeat Zhu Kecong with the Void Whisk Acupoint.

Zhao Yishan ignored the bleeding of his right hand that grabbed Zhu Kecong's long sword, and shouted "Te", and his left hand struck out like lightning, wanting to touch Zhu Kecong's right hand holding the sword, as long as his left hand touched his right hand, he could cast an empty acupoint hand, and his internal strength passed through Zhu Kecong's meridians, clicked on Zhu Kecong's acupoint, and fixed Zhu Kecong.

Zhu Kecong saw Zhao Yishan's left hand grabbing it, thinking that this Shan Yi was definitely not without a target, and he also shouted, and all his internal strength was transferred to the right hand holding the sword, and he pulled it back.

Zhao Yishan finally failed to seize the opportunity, and when his left hand was half an inch away from Zhu Kecong's right hand, Zhu Kecong drew his long sword in time and jumped backwards, dodging Zhao Yishan's left hand.

Zhao Yishan secretly screamed a pity, if his internal strength was stronger, Zhu Kecong would not be able to draw the long sword and would be restrained by himself.

However, regret has no effect, Zhao Yishan made persistent efforts, and with a way to control the enemy, Zhao Yishan rubbed his body again and stepped forward again, and used Luo Yinggong to use his double fists to hit Zhu Kecong.

And Zhu Kecong learned the lesson of the last time, and tried his best to avoid the long sword from touching Zhao Yishan's fists, and even stabbed Zhao Yishan's arm with a gap.

Zhao Yishan was disheveled and bleeding, and anyone who saw it felt that he would definitely lose, but only Zhu Kecong knew that Zhao Yishan had brought him a lot of pressure, because Zhu Kecong never understood why Zhao Yishan grabbed his long sword with his empty hands.

When Zhu Kecong was frightened, Zhao Yishan saw the opportunity again and grabbed Zhu Kecong's long sword with his left hand.

Zhao Yishan mobilized ninety percent of the internal strength of the whole body to the left hand at this time, leaving only one percent of the internal strength on the right hand, as long as his right hand can touch Zhu Kecong's right hand holding the sword, he can rely on this internal strength to point Zhu Kecong's acupoint, the master is right, and the short-term paralysis is also a chance to win.

Zhu Kecong saw Zhao Yishan's right hand grabbing it, he was ruthless, holding the sword with both hands, his whole body was full of strength, and with the help of muscle strength, he could draw out the long sword when Zhao Yishan's right hand touched it.

At this time, Zhao Yishan's left and right hands were dripping with blood, and due to the excessive use of Luo Yinggong, his breath was unstable, and his chest was undulating, but he didn't even touch Zhu Kecong's hair.

In order to hit Zhao Yishan's morale, Zhu Kecong deliberately said: "Brother Shanyi, there is still half an hour to go, how about you and I fight, you can't win me anyway, why embarrass yourself." ”

Zhao Yishan turned a deaf ear to Zhu Kecong's words, thinking about how to defeat the enemy, after two failures, Zhao Yishan was sure in his heart, I need more internal strength, more internal strength is the key to victory.

Zhao Yishan's mind turned sharply, recalling the method of exhalation that Yuan Wu had taught at the beginning: close his lips when he inhales, inhale air through his nose, and guide the air to circulate along the body for a week, and then turn into internal qi and store it in the dantian.

But now I can't accumulate over time, so that my internal strength is strong, and there is only half an hour left before the time of the time, what should I do?

Zhao Yishan was ruthless in his heart, there was no way, he had to improve the method of spitting, the circulation time of the big Zhou Tian was too long, only the small Zhou Tian was circulated, and the air was slightly circulated along the second vein of Ren Du, so that the internal strength was stored in the dantian.

Zhao Yishan immediately spit it out, sure enough, this method worked, the time of circulating the small Zhou Tian was only one ten-thousandth of the time of the big Zhou Tian, the internal strength in Zhao Yishan's dantian was rapidly filled, and Zhao Yishan, who was quickly spitting up, no longer hesitated, and launched an attack on Zhu Kecong while spitting out.

Zhu Kecong fought with Zhao Yishan again, and found the difference between Zhao Yishan's fists and feet, his internal strength was strengthening little by little, and his inner strength was becoming more and more vigorous, and he could often take his long sword away from the trajectory.

Zhao Yishan looked at Zhu Kecong's increasingly ugly face, his heart became more and more determined, and he sped up the speed of spitting, after hundreds of fights, Zhao Yishan no longer fought with Zhu Kecong, grabbed Zhu Kecong's long sword, and pointed at Zhu Kecong with his left hand.

Zhu Kecong wanted to pull out the long sword with all his strength, but found that the long sword did not move at all, and he felt bad, but unfortunately it was too late to change his move, and Zhao Yishan's left fingers had already been pointed on Zhu Kecong's right hand.

The internal strength penetrates the body, and Zhu Kecong is motionless.

Zhao Yishan laughed wildly and pushed Zhu Kecong with one palm, Zhu Kecong fell backwards, still maintaining the posture of stabbing out the long sword.

Coincidentally, at this time, the voice of Leyuan announcing the end of today's competition sounded, and Zhao Yishan won the competition!

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