Because of the actions of the disciples of the inner mountain, the originally boring outer mountain competition gradually became wonderful in the eyes of everyone.

Chen Feng just disappeared after announcing the start of the competition, and he didn't know where to drink.

At this time, all the competitions were in charge of He Xirou and several elders from the outer mountains.

These Outer Mountain Elders are the best choice in terms of qualifications and cultivation, and they have a unique vision, because of their age, they are also much more experienced than ordinary Inner Mountain disciples, and the ruling is the most fair and just.

Among the disciples who are now competing in martial arts, in addition to some older people, there are also some disciples whose performance is eye-catching.

For example, the rice bucket with a great reputation on Qingzhu Peak, the big white fat man.

At this time, his opponent was a disciple about twenty years old, who had cultivated to the middle grade of the Spiritual Realm, with a thin face and slender ten fingers, which was very suitable for holding a sword.

The big white fat man slowly walked to the middle of the field with a shy stomach, and those disciples who watched the battle seemed to see a meatball squeezed out of the crowd and rolled to the middle of the field.

The big white fat man was five feet tall and four and a half feet wide, and the fat on his face was so tangled that he even squeezed his eyes into two gaps.

The disciples sighed for a while, and said that the stewardship hall of the sect was really powerful, and they could actually find a disciple uniform that matched this guy's figure.

"I'm a good girl, every time I see this fat boy, I will be shocked, I haven't gotten used to it until now, how can there be such a fat person in the world?"

The sick seedling held his hands behind his back, bent his back, and said in a loud voice: "This guy reminds me of those big farmers in my hometown who gather the fattest livestock together every year and elect the pig king!"

Lu Yingfeng smiled and said: "A few hundred years ago, there was a master named Wang Miao, who was as fat as a meatball, and he once fought with the demon beast master who was known as the first in the millennium, and although he was defeated, he became the first person to seriously injure him, which is very remarkable. ”

The sick man smiled: "How can the big white fat man be compared with those seniors?"

Lu Yingfeng smiled, pointed to the belly of the big white fat man and said: "His food is not eaten in vain, the ingredients of Changming Sect are all grown in a place with rich aura, and the undigested and absorbed aura in the food is not excreted from his body, but accumulated into fat. ”

"So what? Fat needs exercise to burn to produce energy use, and if you don't lose weight through exercise, the aura in it can't be refined. ”

The sick seedling coughed dryly a few times, tearing his heart so much that people wondered if he would cough his lungs out, and then continued: "After all, there are too few perverts like Feng Xiaohan who have amazing spirit transformation efficiency, and I am afraid that the white fat man will have to make great efforts to refine those spiritual qi." ”

Lu Yingfeng thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I saw him last night. ”

The sick seedling raised his eyebrows, not figuring out what this had to do with this matter, so he asked, "So?"

Lu Yingfeng pointed to the belly of the big white fat man, turned his head and said to the sick man: "Yesterday he was five feet wide, I could never be wrong." ”

The Lu family has been in business for generations and is also the leader of the business world.

He knew the distance and the size of things at a glance.

The sick man knew that he would never see it, and suddenly his eyes burst out and he almost fell to the ground. The cough that had just been halfway through was also stopped in his throat alive, almost choking him to death.

Lu Yingfeng hurriedly pushed him back, and ripped off the gourd on his waist and fed him a small sip of medicinal juice before he eased up.

"It can't be!"

The first thing he said after recovering from the illness was not thanks, but continued to be shocked.

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"Senior Brother Bai, you are still ...... Throw in the towel. ”

The disciple who was fighting against him said slowly, "You shouldn't be able to beat me. ”

The big white fat man patted his belly with a smile, and said in a humble voice: "How do you know if you can't win if you don't fight?" Besides, my father said that people don't lose their strength when they're fat, I'm fatter than you, so my strength will be much greater than yours, and I won't necessarily lose if I look at it this way." ”

The disciples who watched the battle let out a burst of sighs, how could cultivation be able to score victory or defeat by brute force? What was really decided was cultivation and martial arts skills.

The disciple was unmoved, apparently thinking so too.

The big white fat man seemed to see his thoughts, so he smiled and said, "Do you know Senior Brother Feng?"

The disciple thought for a moment and said, "Feng Xiaohan?"

"That day, I found a hole in the wall of the diner's house, and on the other side of the wall was a chicken bone, which I later learned was made by Senior Brother Feng. In the same cultivation, no one can catch that bone with their bare hands, and this is power. ”

The disciple listened quietly, while placing his right hand on the hilt of the sword and beginning to accumulate sword intent.

"Perhaps brute force is the lowest force in your eyes, but you have forgotten that the hand in which you hold the sword is also held by such strength. ”

The big white fat man looked at him, a fine light flashed in the gap of his squints, and continued: "Brute force is the foundation of all powers, and all powerful martial arts are based on the two powers of Yuan Qi and brute force. ”

"When the realm is the same, when the vitality is the same, when the depth of the vitality is the same, what you look at is brute force!"

"I'm fat, so I don't have a lot of strength, so I have an advantage, so why should I surrender?"

The disciple shook his head and said, "Your cultivation is not as good as mine. ”

The big white fat man smiled: "This is not necessarily. ”

The disciple said, "You don't have as much vitality as I do. ”

The big white fat man thought about it and said with a smile: "This is somewhat possible." ”

At this time, the disciple's brewing sword intent had been completed, and he said in a deep voice: "You have been talking for so long, just to explain why you don't want to admit defeat? ”

The big white fat man laughed and said: "I didn't eat the food in vain, and the words I said were naturally not nonsense." You just accumulated sword intent while I was talking, and I wasn't idle. ”

The saber on his waist was unsheathed three inches, and a flash of sword light suddenly illuminated the field, and a heavy breath came to his face.

The disciple was taken aback for a moment, and said in his heart: "This fat man is actually accumulating sword intent! Looking at this posture, cultivation should also be up and down in the Transformation Spirit Realm." When the hell will he ......?"

The big white fat man's sword was like a dragon, and the sword light shrouded the disciple.

That disciple was also very good, and he immediately came back to his senses, and the sword aura of slaughter permeated the scene.

The two sword lights collided, making a crisp sound, and some sparks splashed.

The two of them parted at the touch of a button.

Because this sword light collision was just a temptation, and both of them hit with all their strength, and they both suffered some shocks.

The disciple took half a step back from his previous position, but Bai Da Fat was still standing in his previous position, looking at him with a smile.

Looking at this scene, the surrounding disciples were all a little moved.

It turned out that he had already come this far.

"The secret art of the Bai family, the white flesh turns into a spirit. ”

The Outer Mountain Elder who was the referee nodded slightly, speaking of the Bai family, there may be many Bai families, but one of them is the most interesting.

This Bai family is all fat, and they have lived in the countryside for a long time and are little known, even if ordinary people know them, they will think that they are just ordinary rich gentry, and the elder of the outer mountains also read it from a lonely book by chance.

They have a secret family tradition, which is not in the Tang Taoist Classics, and can directly refine the aura of food and fat for cultivation or fighting.

He said before that he wanted to lose weight because there was another secret in it, and only he knew what it was.

And Feng Xiaohan has a special system due to the baptism of golden light, and he can directly transform the aura into a spirit, and it will not accumulate into fat.

The big white fat man asked with a smile: "Now it seems that I am not bad." ”

"It's really good, but you're still wrong, when the vitality is the same, it should be the martial arts foundation, and then the strength. ”

The disciple said, "How old is you, and I happen to have been to some places, seen some scenery, and learned a few swordsmanship. ”

With a wave of the long sword, the Liuyunning in the sky made two clusters as if turning into mountain peaks, and there was a turbulent stream in the mountain stream formed by the two peaks standing side by side, and it was unstoppable.

When it came to the turbulence, it turned out to be a sword light.

The crowd of spectators exclaimed.

"North Sandwich Landscape Sword!"

"Senior Brother Wu has actually mastered the Eight Swords of Mountains and Waters!"

Several other disciples and the crowd watching the battle in the martial arts arena all turned their heads to look over, the Eight Swords of Mountains and Rivers are extremely difficult to master, requiring great understanding, and there is also a certain opportunity.

It is not easy for a disciple from the outer mountains to master a sword, he can be called a gifted person, and he is definitely the top genius in an ordinary town.

"My family lives near Beijiashan, and I know the scenery of Beijiajian no better, and this sword is my strongest swordsmanship. ”

Senior Brother Wu's sword stabbed straight ahead, with the roar of the torrent.

The fat body of the big white fat man is like a leaf of duckweed in the face of the huge turbulence, and he can only go with the flow.

But immediately, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the big white fat man, and the long sword in his hand crossed the sky and flew out with the whole person.

The Outer Mountain Elder with profound cultivation took a step back, the swords used by these two people were all powerful swords, and even he could not completely ignore the sharp sword qi they brought up.

This move is a sword recorded in the sword pedigree of Changming Sect, not in any swordsmanship, it is a completely independent sword, called "armor breaking".

He's fat, so he's heavy.

The mass is large, so the inertia is large,

Therefore, the power of his sword has increased countless times because of his own weight.

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