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When all the people and all the soldiers had finished their meal, everyone returned to their boats on the shore, ready to continue watching or participating in the competition.

At this time, looking at the golden sand below, Shi Wuwei had no appreciation in his heart. The doubts in his heart were not dissipated by thinking about it for more than an hour, but became even more uneasy.

And just when Shi Wuwei was still immersed in this doubt, a sound from the beach pulled his thoughts back to the scene.

"Nangong Shaoshang, come to challenge Shi Wuwei, Shi Shaoxia".

This voice is neither humble nor arrogant, neither provocative nor arrogant. And this man named Nangong Shaoshang, about thirty years old, wearing a robe with red edges on a black background, he was arching his hand to Shi Wuwei in the distance, and made a salute to the rivers and lakes.

Seeing this, Shi Wuwei had no choice but to nod to the few people around him, signaling them to rest assured. Then, he got off the boat, came to this sand circle, stood in front of Nangong Shaoshang, and bowed back and said, "Do nothing in the next place."

After speaking, Shi Wuwei put down his hand and began to look at the other party.

However, when he took a closer look, Shi Wuwei found that the skin exposed on the other party's body turned out to be slightly red. This red is not the redness on the woman's cheeks. Rather, it resembles a dark vermilion color.

"Shi Shaoxia, I have admired the land immortal for a long time, and I want to see this vertical and horizontal technique." Nangong Shaoshang said very sincerely, and what he said made Shi Wuwei unable to refuse.

And Shi Wuwei couldn't refuse in the first place.

"Try, start". The soldier outside the arena spoke up when he saw that both men had entered.

But after this order, Shi Wuwei didn't make a move, he just looked at the other party calmly, just thinking about this certain thing.

His Morose sword was still on his back.

The sword had actually been with him for a year, but he never made a scabbard for the Momei sword, he just used a very ordinary black-brown linen cloth, wrapped around the sword, and tied it diagonally around his back.

At this time, he was thinking about whether he wanted to use this sword or the master's exercises.

Nangong Shaoshang saw that Shi Wuwei did not answer his words, as if he was waiting for his own shot. So, he picked up his true qi and rushed towards Shi Wuwei.

He didn't pull out the knife tied to his waist, but instead used his fists and kicks to get closer to the other party.

And Shi Wuwei saw that the other party had rushed towards him, and he did not panic in his heart, nor did he mean to draw his sword. He just quietly watched the other party approach him.

It wasn't until Nangong Shaoshang's palm was about to slap Shi Wuwei's chest that he stretched out a hand and fought with the other party.

But this palm, neither of them used all their strength, it was just a simple temptation.

So, both of them took half a step back.

And after this temptation, Shi Wuwei had already noticed that the other party's cultivation should be equal to himself, and he was also in the middle realm of the second grade, so he put aside some thoughts and began to fight the enemy seriously.

After that, Nangong Shaoshang's hands with dark red intent attacked Shi Wuwei again.

The sharp palm wind came again, but Shi Wuwei's hands did not stop.

I saw that the hands of these two people, in this moment, were clapped more than a dozen times.

However, neither of them had the upper hand.

"In the vertical and horizontal formula, there is a palm technique?". Nangong Shaoshang didn't see the sword draw for a long time, and he said slightly angrily.

In response to the other party's question, Shi Wuwei just calmly replied "no".

In fact, Shi Wuwei's words didn't mean anything else, he was just answering the other party's question.

But this simple answer, in the ears of Nangong Shaoshang, seemed like a contempt, a feeling as if he was not worthy of letting the other party draw his sword.

As a result, his anger grew. Not only that, but the speed of his palm is also accelerating.

And as his palm speed became faster and faster, and the true qi in his body accelerated. On top of his palms, a flame suddenly burned.

The red flames were wrapping around his dark red palms, with a blazing temperature, and slapped at each other.

Seeing this, Shi Wuwei was also shocked in his heart, and wondered, "What kind of palm is this?" ”。

However, although he had some surprises, it was only some, accidents.

And outside the field at this time, when Su Wushi saw a fire burning on the palm of the other party's hand, he turned his head sharply, looked at the little monk, and asked in surprise, "Little monk!" Isn't this the fire cloud palm of Buddhism? ”。

Su Wushi once fished out the body of a little girl in red in a river in Wushan Town. And the little monk at that time used a fire cloud palm to dry the little girl's clothes and overdo it for her. Therefore, he recognized this Nangong Shaoshang's palm technique at a glance.

"Huh? No, this man has hair. Don't... Is he a traitor to your Buddhism? ”。

Seeing that Su Wushi was talking more and more, the more outrageous he became, the little monk also frowned, and replied, "This is indeed Huoyun Palm... But not all benefactors who know how to fire are traitors to Buddhism... Because Buddhism has many lay disciples, and if any lay disciple has done great good deeds or done great merits, the abbot will teach some martial arts to that person. Therefore, the benefactor should be the one who has done great good, or the son of that person."

After Su Wushi heard the words of the little monk, he also said 'oh', then turned around and looked at the competition on the field.

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The blazing palm wind had already blown on Shi Wuwei's face several times. But he didn't show the slightest impatience or panic. He still resisted the other party's palms so lightly.

And when Nangong Shaoshang saw that the other party still had such an expression, the anger in his heart had swelled to the extreme. So, I saw him shouting softly at Shi Wuwei, "Huoyun Palm: Huoyun Pierces the Mountain!" ”。

With this soft drink, his right palm opened violently forward.

Place your thumb on your palm, and put the other four fingers together and stick them straight ahead.

The raging flames, at this moment, swelled more than doubled.

Then, with this momentum of piercing the mountain, he plunged straight into Shi Wuwei's chest.

However, next, what Shi Wuwei did was beyond his expectations, and even more so than everyone expected, including the people who traveled with him.

Because Shi Wuwei simply poked out a left hand and grabbed it on the four fingers of Nangong Shaoshang's right hand, making him unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Wuwei grabbed the left hand on the opponent's right palm, and black flames poured out even more.

As soon as this black flame came out, it directly burned the red flame on the opponent's palm.

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