Lord Ni looked down from the observation deck, and saw that Kong Jin and Mo Qingyi had dismantled more than sixty moves in a short time, all of which collided with bridge hands. The empty strength is solid, and it doesn't look like a person who will be caught by Ni Zhen and can't move for ten days.

Zhou Xuanfeng, the three heroes of Qingcheng in the player seat, looked at the ring intently, and couldn't help but exclaim when he looked at the duel between these two people: "I didn't expect to meet such a master in this era, it's really fortunate." ”

Mo Qingyi's posture is beautiful, and his Tai Chi palm is playing, dancing like a butterfly. And every palm slap contains flexibility.

At this time, he put on a single whip posture, soft and ready to go, turned his wrist with his right hand, and pressed his right palm with his left hand with his fist, pushing with both hands, and a wave of internal energy swept away towards the empty energy.

Jinkong looked at the menacing internal strength, and said secretly: "What a strong internal strength." ”

Empty strength shot the horse with a single bow, the horse stood firm, and changed into a Shaolin strong King Kong palm.

I saw his gray crop clothes bulging, and his true qi began to swim on his arms.

Ni Zhen, who was looking down from the observation deck, suddenly shouted: "This is... Shaolin Seventy-two Arts. Mighty Vajra palm. How can it be? ”

The two sides collided with each other, and the two pushed back four or five steps, and the ring floor under their feet fell into a footprint.

In the oval arena of nearly 10,000 people, everyone watched the game with bated breath.

The two of them stood motionless, and Mo Qingyi's sleeved robe suddenly "popped", and the sleeves were broken and fluttered in the wind.

The Mighty King Kong Palm is not his usual kung fu of splitting bricks, but a real kung fu of the inner family. This is the kung fu of extreme strength and extreme yang, and it is the real treasure of China for 5,000 years, if it were not for the continuous wars and the ban on martial arts of the Qing Dynasty, these inner real powers can be left to be the treasure of the world.

The ordinary time and space that Long Fei traveled through were very different from the real history because of the distortion of space.

But because in this ordinary time and space, the butterfly effect led to the early death of Emperor Qianlong, and the historical trend is very different.

Shaolin is really kung fu, and it is left by chance.

Ni Zhen, who was on the observation deck, couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "He... How can it be.. There is such a powerful one. Kung fu.. ”

Before today, he still thought that this monk was a migrant monk who couldn't move bricks for ten days as soon as he pinched him.

There was a young man in Dongying Taoist uniform, a little petite, this young man's facial features were extremely delicate, and his beard on his mouth could barely hide the whiteness of his skin.

Big, eyelashes are staring at the big fight.

He seems to be very concerned about the Master of Hollowness.

Mo Qingyi said: "Master, do you still remember that in February last year, the second dragon raised its head, and the Wudang Yunhe Daoist fought with the master?" ”

Kong Jin closed his mouth tightly and said "um", lowered his head slightly, and sighed: "If you want to come, you still have to come." ”

Mo Qingyi's left hand pointed at the ground, and his right hand was placed behind his back, and suddenly there was a long roar: "Master takes it!" ”

A long whistle echoed through the arena.

Lifting his breath, his body pulled up, jumped four or five feet high, his body retreated, and his feet borrowed the elastic force of the spring rope, only to see Mo Qingyi flying back and forth towards Kong Jin's body.

Lin Chenglong, Lin Fengjiao, and Lin Xiaoshan, who were standing on the observation deck, took a look through the binoculars, and they were almost startled by this look.

How can there be such a powerful light industry in this world?

Mo Qingyi swirled four times in the air, throwing out his palms in each circle. There are needles hidden in every palm, and there is a hidden killing machine.

Kong Jin said secretly: "Wudang Four Elephant Divine Skills." ”

He immediately calmed down, and his upper body flashed his two flying palms.

A bunch of untouchables in the audience were also dumbfounded when they saw it. Including Liu Yicai, who plans to participate in the next competition, finds that his so-called kung fu is ridiculous.

Zhao Laoer's next game is against the untouchable Jiang Chengda, and the group stage of the other players is still going on. While waiting for the competition, he watched the much-anticipated Shaolin Wudang showdown, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, he knows what it means that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people.

The empty energy flashed Mo Qingyi's flying palm three times, the horse step was in the shape of a bent bow and shooting the horse, the hand lining was bent and the bow was bent, the legs were accumulated, the legs were kicked, and they were launched like arrows, the empty energy bounced up and hit Mo Qingyi with the hand lining, Mo Qingyi's hands in the air were forked to protect the chest, and the empty hand lining crashed into Mo Qingyi's arms, and the two flew upright, at least three or four meters high from the ground.

The crowd who had calmed down and watched the battle suddenly applauded collectively, and Lin Chenglong, who was standing on the observation deck, couldn't help but clap his hands and applaud when he looked at this miraculous kung fu: "Okay!" Our walled city is expected this year. ”

The young man in the costume in the audience couldn't help but be moved when he looked up at this kung fu.

He grabbed Mo Qingyi's arms and shouted, "Come down!" ”

Kong Jin bent his legs in the air, and with a thousand pounds, the two of them sank from mid-air.

"Bang", the two of them grabbed it with four hands, stood in the ring, only to hear a "split", and the floor under the feet of the hollow energy cracked into a huge net.

This momentum stunned the audience who were clapping. Empty Jin pushed out with both palms, Mo Qingyi was pushed by his hands, and the whole person flew backwards, hit the rope, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The monk Kongjin is a migrant worker in the walled city, and he usually moves bricks and bulldozers.

Seeing that his family beat the foreign martial arts masters away, everyone wanted to applaud, but Mo Qingyi's kung fu skills were indeed amazing, and it didn't seem appropriate to say that it was good.

Mo Qingyi stood up straight and said: "The master's skills are superior, and the juniors are ashamed of themselves." ”

The tournament supervisor next to him, one of the winners of the last Warrior Tournament, Zeng Shun, looked at the situation, and the outcome was decided.

He jumped into the rope, looked at the shattered floor and thought, "It seems that the competition in previous years is not as good as this one." ”

When he came to the middle of the two, Mo Qingyi was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and looked depressed.

Zeng Shunlai raised his empty hand and said loudly: "This empty energy wins!" ”

After announcing the victory, Kong Jin took the initiative to shake hands with Mo Qingyi.

Kong Jin said: "Mo Shaoxia's martial arts are amazing, and he will become a great weapon in the future." ”

At this moment, two cold rays of light shot out.

The Dongying teenager in the audience shouted "Be careful"

Kongjin stepped back, and a cold light flashed.

Kong Jin let out an "ah" and took four or five steps back, pressing his hand on his bleeding chest.

The second dart stabbed him in the ribs.

Kong Jin said: "You... Since the sneak attack. I? ”

Zeng Shunlai shouted: "Arrest this man quickly!" ”

Mo Qingyi spread his hands out, and Zeng Shun said, "Do you want to resist?" ”

Mo Qingyi said: "The state has national laws, you can catch it!" ”

At this time, the young man jumped into the center of the ring and comforted Kongjin: "Are you okay?" ”

Kongjin said bitterly: "Wudang Nai. Decent family. Why are you?

Mo Qingyi said: "I quit the Wudang faction before I came to the walled city, so it was not the Wudang disciple who attacked you, this has nothing to do with the Wudang faction, it was all done by Mo Qingyi." ”

Kongjin frowned and said, "You... This is.. Why bother! ”

Several guards tied Mo Qingyi's hands, and Mo Qingyi said indifferently: "Daoist Yunhe has raised me for 20 years, and I am like father and son, and this revenge cannot be avenged." ”

Kong Jin sweated profusely and said: "I duel with the master for twenty-four palms, but I was injured. . . Not to death. People in the rivers and lakes say it's me. I. Just.. Hide here. ”

The young man said in a hurry: "Don't say it, you flow. Too much blood. ”

Mo Qingyi said: "My master did die under the hands of King Kong. ”

Kongjin said bitterly: "This... How.. How can it be? ”

Kong Jin is not like other untouchables who have roommates as team doctors, he is alone, at this time, Ah Ji immediately stepped forward to help him apply hemostatic powder, this powder is stronger than Jinchuang medicine, and the blood is stopped by the medicine.

Mo Qingyi said: "He can't die, don't worry. ”

Soon the guards escorted Mo Qingyi away, and Kongjin was carried into the medical room by other untouchables.

And the group stage is still going on.

The next one is the competition of Dongying teenagers.