Darba is a thin monk, but he is born with divine power, and his strength is so strong that it is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and he not only does not have the slightest sluggishness when he picks up a hundred pounds of vajra, but he is handy and initiates a move, which is extremely fierce. He remembered that the master mentioned the point, and he was obsessed with victory, and he was even more ruthless in his shots, rushing to attack quickly, just holding the wind and beating the drums, and beckoning to the dragon's body at once, not wanting to give people a chance to backhand.

The dragon does not compete with Darba, with light skills to move and jump, never leave Darba's body three feet away, occasionally throw out red silk to knock on Darba's body acupoints, that's all, after a hundred moves, still safe and sound, not even half of the corner of the clothes has not been swept by the golden pestle, the posture is leisurely, as if walking in the court.

Everyone saw the vicious monk with a hideous face, and the golden pestle turned into a piece of yellow light, but he couldn't beat the opponent, he had infinite strength, there was no use, he was angry, he kept shouting, the sound was like thunder, and the noise was unbearable. On the other hand, the handsome boy dressed in white has an indifferent expression, silent, elegant and chic, gestures, fairy spirit, fast as lightning, easy and easy.

The heroes stared at the white shadows, red and yellow lights, and at first they were worried about the dragon, and their palms were sweating, but now, the hearts of the heroes are exploring how the dragon's light skills are.

Zhao Chang saw the dragon shoot for the first time, but when he saw his eldest son's master posture, he couldn't help but admire, and his eyes were full of flowers, and he secretly praised Long's light skills for his ingenuity. Zhao Chang is a native of the White Camel Mountain, and he can recognize that the kung fu of the dragon when he is close to the fast fight is his own "instantaneous thousand miles", and he can't see it at other times, so he is very curious, so he asked: "Young master, the eldest prince's light skills are really wonderful, is there any way to say it?" ”

Yang Guo didn't leave the dragon with his eyes, and said with a smile: "This is the unique light skill of my ancient tomb sect, and it is the most powerful in this fighting room, even if his great monk chases hard, he can't touch a trace of my brother Long's hair." ”

Zhao Chang thought to himself: "Tomb Sect? It turns out that the eldest prince is from a hidden sect, no wonder the tricks are so wonderful, he has heard and asked, and he has never seen it. Then he asked, "Young farmer, what about the kung fu of throwing silk?" This kung fu is good-looking, but how to defeat the enemy? ”

Yang said: "This is the golden bell soft rope kung fu I sent, as the name suggests, there are both golden bells and soft ropes, however, I put the golden bell in the inn, I didn't bring it with me, and I retreated to the second, Brother Long had to pull the red silk and beat it casually, this kung fu was originally to cooperate with my faction's top light skills and body method, hit the enemy's body acupoints, and make it invincible." The force of the red silk knot buckle is small, and it is not easy to hit the acupoints, so the monk's skin and flesh are not so affected, if it is replaced with a golden bell, it will be very different, do you see that? He raised his hand and pointed to the pillars that supported the roof.

Zhao Chang nodded.

Yang Guo continued: "If my brother Long uses the golden bell soft rope, just one hit, that pillar can stop the waist and break. ”

Zhao Chang fixed his eyes and saw that the hall pillar was as thick as one person hugging him, imagining the picture of the silk and golden bell interrupting the hall pillar, he only felt incredible, and exclaimed: "Really? ”

Yang Guo said proudly: "What did I lie to you about." If it is an ordinary person, even our ancestor can't do it, but my brother Long can. ”

Zhao Changqi said: "How do you say this? ”

Yang said: "The first point is because the kung fu I sent was created by women, and the moves are light and dexterous, and the strength itself is insufficient, but when my brother Long practiced, he deliberately changed it and added a little more strength to it, so as to be suitable for men to practice, so as not to look like dancing with a big girl, and not need to make a move." ”

Zhao Chang chased after the dragon's figure and thought, "Indeed, this kind of kung fu is not something that a rough man can use. Elder Brother

The gentlemen couldn't think of the silk and bells as weapons. However, silk and even soft things are extremely difficult to control, and if they can use this thing as a blade, the person who created the school must be a heroine among women. ”

Yang Guo said again: "The second point is because my brother Long has deep internal strength. You also practice martial arts, and you should know that the power of the same move in the hands of people with different internal forces is very different. ”

Zhao Chang said: "This subordinate understands, just like if I punch someone, maybe just hurt someone, if the owner punches someone, that person must die." ”

Yang Guoxin said: "How much my father-in-law likes to kill!" He nodded and said, "Well, that's the truth." He sighed lightly and said, "My internal cultivation is not as good as half of his, I don't know when and what month I can catch up." ”

Zhao Chang asked again: "No, young owner, the eldest prince is only in his twenties this year, even if he starts practicing in his mother's womb, he doesn't eat or drink, day and night, he has at most more than 20 years of internal strength, just now I watched you fight with the prince of Nahuodu, your internal strength is not low, almost more than 20 years of skill, so calculated, isn't the eldest prince?"

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Genius, God favors you, you are stronger than ordinary people when you practice casually, what's so strange, look, look, that monk is exhausted and slow." ”

Zhao Chang thought to himself: "The mystery of the eldest prince's internal strength should involve the secret of the sect, I shouldn't ask about it." Shut up and continue to watch.

At this time, Darba's face was already covered with sweat, his back was soaked, and his stamina seemed insufficient.

Seeing that Darba was sweating all over his body, the dragon frowned slightly, grabbed the gap in the opponent's moves, shook the red silk lightly, swept away, rolled up the vajra layer by layer, poured strength into his hands, and pulled back, intending to seize the army.

Darba was shocked: "How can this kid be so powerful. Hurriedly recaptured, stalemate with the dragon.

Darba majored in external skills, hard skills, and the foundation of internal skills was shallow, and after a while, he noticed that the dragon's internal strength was like a river, endless, much higher and deeper than himself, if he kept pulling, he would inevitably lose because of the lack of internal strength.

The Golden Wheel National Master knew the length of the apprentice best, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he raised it loudly and said in Mongolian: "Don't entangle." ”

Darba didn't want to entangle, otherwise it would be tantamount to using his own shortcomings to fight the enemy's strengths, however, the vajra was like being glued to the red silk, and it was really difficult to pull it out.

Long couldn't understand the Mongolian language, but he also knew from the situation that it was the national teacher who was reminding the apprentices how to fight, and said, "Give it back to you", and suddenly withdrew the internal force.

Before Darbar could think about what the dragon was talking about, he only felt that the force of pulling the vajra was suddenly gone, and a strong force came back, and his body involuntarily retreated, "clang", the golden pestle supported the ground, and went deep into the floor tiles, so that Darba could stand without falling.

This time it was really embarrassing, and it was even more humiliating, where could Darba endure it, shouted, "Come again", and rushed up again with the vajra pestle.

The dragon leaped high and flipped over Darba's head, and the red silk flew right in the back of Darba's head.

Darba only felt a pain in the back of his head, his eyes were blooming, Venus was dancing wildly, and he was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had no worries about his life.

Huang Rong saw the battle in the arena and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, I see that Long Gongzi has the upper hand, and it is already a matter of time before Darba loses." ”

Guo Jing said: "Yes, this son is really amazing, not to mention those dazzling and mindless moves, just talk about his internal strength, I think the whole world."

None of the young people can stand up to it, and to put it mildly, it is so high that it is evil. ”

Huang Rong said: "Maybe he is talented and intelligent, and he is in harmony with martial arts, or maybe he has another adventure." ”

Guo Jing nodded, and his mind was on the competition again.

Huang Rong took the opportunity to take a sip of tea to moisten her throat, suddenly remembered her daughter who had not returned for a long time, turned around and turned to Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen, who were taking care of Zhu Ziliu, and asked, "Ru'er, Wen'er, where has Fu'er gone?" ”

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen's faces changed, and they glanced at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

Huang Rong said: "Don't push, Dunru, you are the elder brother, you say." ”

Wu Dunru glanced at his younger brother.

Wu Xiuwen frowned and smiled, leaned over to look at Zhu Ziliu, and greeted him intimately.

Wu Dunru had no choice but to reply: "Master, Sister Fu went back to the house by herself." ”

Huang Rong said: "Good and dignified, how can you go back by yourself, don't hide it from me, I asked her to drag the two of you not to come in, you came in, but she ran away, it makes no sense, what happened." ”

Wu Dunru was hesitant, his face turned red, and he dragged his younger brother who wanted to fake the device over, and said: "Xiuwen and I saw that Sister Fu fell in love with Gongzi Long at first sight and was obsessed, so we told Sister Fu that we will only treat her as a junior sister in the future and don't like her." ”

Wu Xiuwen nodded, secretly pulled his brother's hand, and said in his heart: "If you are a brother, you can't bear it yourself, you have to pull me into the water, are you still a brother?" ”

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, and said in her heart: "Before, you two were still fighting to die and live, so I sent the brothers to kill each other, but now it's good, it's all wiped out all at once, what is my daughter, what is it?" However, Huang Rong knew that her daughter was uncertain, begging Dawu for a while, turning her head to begging Xiaowu, acting really inappropriately, she took a deep breath, only felt a headache, waved her hand and said: "Okay, I know, in the future, you brothers must love each other and cherish the friendship between brothers and sisters." ”

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen arched their hands and said, "Yes, Shi Niang."

Huang Rong nodded, turned around and patted Guo Jing's shoulder, and said, "Brother Jing, I don't think there will be any more big variables here, I'll go and see our fateful eldest lady." With a bamboo stick in hand, he walked out of the hall.

Guo Jing has been concentrating on watching the competition, his mind is fixed, he didn't hear the conversation between Huang Rong and Xiaowu on the other side, and he didn't ask much when he heard that his wife was going to find his daughter, and secretly felt that Huang Rong and Guo Fu were sorry that they couldn't see such a wonderful competition.

In the hall, the dragon turned from defense to attack at this time, stepping on the end of Darba's vajra, condescending.

Darba swung the vajra violently, trying to throw the person off, but he couldn't go back and forth, and he wondered in his heart: "Is this man with a hook on his feet?" He couldn't understand the dragon's light skills, he didn't believe in evil, he waved hard with his mind, and used his brute strength.

However, no matter how Darba moved, the dragon's toes seemed to be firmly glued to the vajra, and it rose and fell up and down, sideways and panning, but it couldn't fall.

When the heroes saw that the dragon's martial arts were so wonderful, they all applauded loudly and applauded again and again.

Darba was so angry that he couldn't throw people off many times, and shouted, "I want your life." "Slammed the vajra to the ground, and in an instant dust flew and stone chips flew everywhere.

I only heard the Golden Wheel National Master Huo Di stand up and shouted loudly: "Be careful", but where was the time.