Chapter 52 The name of the sword is in the sky!

The mountains overlap far away, and the bamboo trees are close to the cage. Open the placket and wet the cold water, and untie the breeze.

The scenery of Funiu Mountain is pleasant, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, if it weren't for Su Chen's coming to find a real old monk to duel this time, he would really appreciate it.

The shrubs in the distance are low and dense, and the mountains and forests are nearby, with lush branches and leaves, gurgling water, and mountain springs pouring down. A small waterfall about ten meters high, with turbulent water and water waves, this cave blessed land was discovered by Su Chen when he came, so he chose the place where the two would fight here. Su Chen is not a literati, and he doesn't like vassal elegance very much, but with this beautiful scenery, who doesn't know it? Moreover, I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and I have a special sense of intimacy with this landscape.

The morning light broke and the sparse sunlight shone through the dense foliage into the mountain forest, Su Chen sat on a big stone under the mountain spring waterfall, closed his eyes and recuperated. He knew that this place of natural beauty was impossible for the old monk not to know.

"You'll pick a place, it's one of my old man's favorite waterfalls."

The voice of the true old monk had already come from afar, accompanied by bursts of laughter, the handsome young man walked over with him, behind him, his eyes inadvertently skimmed over Su Chen, smiled coldly, and was fully seen by Su Chen.

"The master is highly respected and has a glorious life, so I have to find a better place for the master to be buried."

Su Chen said with a smile.

"What a place to be buried, it is really terrifying, today, let me see how many catties and taels you have, whether you can walk through my hands, it all depends on your ability."

The old monk is not angry but happy, smiling and groaning, like a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha, but the only thing missing is that he does not have a big belly.

"Senpai, please."

Su Chen made a gesture of please, courtesy to the ancestors, it is the obligation of the juniors.

"Master, you must defeat him." The beautiful young man clenched his fists, puffed up his strength, and stared at Su Chen viciously, this person ruined his perfect life with his master, so he hated Su Chen.

"Little guy, evil starts from the heart, and it is born from the heart, you must learn to forgive, you must have the amount of tolerance, otherwise you will never be able to become a great weapon, remember, at the beginning of man, nature is good, don't be carried away by sin and hatred, and fall behind." The old monk touched the head of the beautiful young man with a little doting, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Please take advantage of you."

The old monk said with a smile.

"Then you're welcome." Su Chen did not shirk, facing the old monk, he had no certainty of victory, so it was a good start to strike first, to take the lead, even if he was defeated, he could find his flaws in order to fight later.

Zhizhen took a step forward, waved his hand to signal the beautiful young man to step back, and he was standing there, Su Chen's fist was fierce, the sound of breaking the wind sounded, and the punch that was as heavy as a storm hit the shoulder of the old monk Zhizhen, and the person who was shocked was not Zhizhen, but Su Chen, who punched down, it was him who suffered, how could Su Chen not be surprised? He said yesterday that he used to be the head of the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple, he had practiced the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, and his muscles were as strong as King Kong, even if he was over eighty years old now, his body was still very stable.

Su Chen took a step back, the light in his eyes flashed, and he started again, but he had already changed his tricks, the same mistake Su Chen would not make a second time, knowing that he was strong and strong, if he went to fight with Zhizhen again, it would be his head rusted, and attacking his weaknesses with his strengths was the best way to fight.

Su Chen was close to Zhizhen, the two of them started the battle of fists and feet, within half a meter, two people come and go, fists and knives emerge endlessly, every time Su Chen and Zhizhen bump together, it is like colliding with King Kong, completely falling into passivity, the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, has already been practiced into the bone marrow, and the eighteen bronze people practice is to practice hard qigong horizontally, the body is like iron, the mind is like steel, the shot is like a golden gun, and the scout takes the lock as usual.

Su Chen was gradually forced into the upper hand by Zhizhen with a defensive momentum, and the eyes of the handsome young man who saw it were shining, and it was impossible for the master to be defeated!

If Su Chen was still confident at the beginning, then now he is already a little uncertain, this is really not yet to start attacking, he has fallen so passive, in case he uses the power of thunder to attack himself, then the result is still there? Thinking about this, Su Chen had to be more cautious, Tai Chi defended, and defended instead of attacking, although Zhizhen couldn't help him for a while, but Su Chen was also thinking about his own way to win.

"Your cultivation is still too weak, Taijiquan is called the first skill in the world, it is not unreasonable, but you can't get its essence yet, just rely on these few tricks, if you want to win me, it is as difficult as the sky. At the beginning, my ancestor once entered Chenjiagou three times, but he was beaten back by Chen Changsheng, and he failed to get half a point cheap, the real Taijiquan is not used like this. ”

Zhizhen smiled easily, and his face was also calm, making Su Chen helpless.

"Then it depends on whether you can parry, it's not too late to brag if you win first."

Su Chen snorted coldly, how could Su Chen not be angry when he said that his Tai Chi was a showcase? Although his Tai Chi is not a generation of grandmasters now, how can he say that he has entered the house, who can live ten moves under his Tai Chi? However, this is as if he always has insight into his own opportunities, but he is always one step ahead of himself, finding flaws before he launches an attack, so that he is invincible.

"You pay too much attention to tricks and routines, Tai Chi is free, you have to do what you want, can you do it? If you can't, you'll have nothing but a dead end today. ”

Zhizhen said, in his opinion, Su Chen's offensive was not very threatening at all, and he was at ease.

Su Chen's heart was shocked, did he really pay too much attention to the move routine? In this way, always strive for perfection, but it is difficult to give full play to the power of Tai Chi, Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, gossip gives birth to heaven and earth, repeating Wuji, this is to do whatever you want, Su Chen realized in an instant, Tai Chi fist momentum was shocked, between the big opening and closing, there was a faint wind and thunder shock, and the true words made Su Chenmao have an epiphany, although it was impossible to ascend to the sky in one step, but in an instant, the momentum had changed greatly.

Zhizhen nodded with satisfaction.

"It's kind of interesting."

"Isn't the master making trouble for himself?"

The beautiful young man frowned and muttered to himself, his martial arts were not weak, and he also saw that the gap between Su Chen and the master was not small, but the master actually pointed him out at this time, didn't that create trouble for himself? The battle was supposed to be a quick battle, but because of the master's self-confidence, the difficulty was increased.

Su Chen started with the tail of the bird, and the strength of four or two thousand catties was used to form a square circle, and Zhizhen also turned defense into offense, but this time Su Chen's defensive momentum was not leaking, even if it was true, it was difficult to break through its defensive position in a short time.

Zhizhen turned defense into offense, the offensive was rapid, Su Chen retreated again and again, although he was invincible with Zhizhen, but after all, Zhizhen's strength was too strong, his steely arms, every thunderous attack, gave Su Chen a headache, but he had to defeat Zhizhen! You can't afford to lose.

Su Chen now finally knows what it means to have someone outside the world, he has not been defeated since he came down the mountain, but today he has encountered a strong opponent that is enough to threaten his life, that is, this old monk who is over the age of six, Su Chen does not dare to slack off, whether it is attacking or defending, he has achieved the maximum defensive position, if he makes a light shot, it is easy to be taken advantage of by the truth.

This is a fight, not a joke.

There is no doubt about the power of the Zhizhen Golden Bell Jar, invulnerability may be a bit evil, but the strength of the hard qigong is definitely more powerful than the ordinary stone wall iron plate, Su Chen struck the white crane with bright wings, flew up, stepped on the void with half a step, and his legs were also made in the shape of a rabbit kicking an eagle, there was almost no hesitation, his legs kicked on Zhizhen's back, Su Chen did not take advantage of the situation to retreat, did not retreat but advanced, his legs wrapped around Zhizhen's arms, trying to put it to the ground, grabbed it with both hands, and went straight to Zhizhen's head.

The corners of Zhizhen's mouth were slightly hooked, his face was calm, and he hit it with one palm, and the inside was so strong that Su Chen almost felt the majestic breath in his face, Su Chen greeted him with both palms, but he was still forced to retreat by Zhizhen's palm, staggered away, and after retreating more than ten meters, he almost fell to the ground.

Su Chen's eyes were shocked, at this moment he finally knew why Zhizhen was so strong, his internal strength was far from what he could imagine, he originally thought that his internal strength was strong enough, but compared to it, I am afraid that it is half the difference.

The strong, this is the real strong.

"If you want to win me, you need at least ten years of skill."

Zhen Zhen smiled confidently, and the horizontal knife was immediate, not false at all.

"Not necessarily."

Su Chen's face sank, and with a flick of his fingers, a long sword with bright light fell into his hand, overflowing with golden light, the sword body was full of spirit, and the carved dragon long sword was full of atmosphere.

When Zhizhen saw the carved dragon sword in Su Chen's hand, his pupils also suddenly constricted, the first sword in the rivers and lakes, how could he not know it? There is a legend that the supreme of the rivers and lakes, the sword slashes the dragon, and the sky does not come out, who competes?

And the sword in Su Chen's hand was the Heavenly Sword. Zhizhen looked at this sword with a complicated face, twenty years ago, he was defeated by the Heavenly Sword, twenty years later, is it still like this?

"A sword is a good sword, but it is unknown whether you can exert ten percent of its power."

Zhizhen chuckled, and the fighting spirit in his heart was gradually ignited.

"I will fight with my life, and I am bound to win this battle!"

Su Chen's eyes were scorching, the importance of this battle to him was self-evident, it was related to his future status in Nanyang City, and it was related to his pursuit of martial arts.

"If you don't come out of the sky, who will compete, I hope you can become the next legend of the Heavenly Sword."

I thought in my heart, but Su Chen's sword had already pierced through the sky.