Chapter Forty-Eight: A Hundred Rivers Flowing into the Sea

At this moment, Long Yuan's feet on the stage slid a space step, an extremely weird close-quarter, and smashed a punch on Shi Peng's left chest, Shi Peng couldn't dodge and was bombarded by Long Yuan and retreated.

Now that Long Yuan has cultivated the inch strength fist in the Zhen Domain's interception fist, even if the sea of qi is sealed at this time, the power of that punch is not much better than the strong man's full blow.

Long Yuan quickly stuck to it, and after continuously sweeping his leg at a high position, he took advantage of the momentum to smash down with a volley, forcing Shi Peng to hold the sword in both hands and block in front of him.

Shi Peng raised his sword to meet the kick that Long Yuan smashed, but what he didn't expect was that the seemingly thin Long Yuan's leg would have such a heavy force, and this power was not eight hundred catties but six hundred catties.

"How could it be ......" Shi Peng was still surprised by Long Yuan's strength, and he was pressed with one leg and knelt directly on the stage.

Wearing chrome steel and gold shoes on his feet, Long Yuan was not worried about being injured by the blade, his body in mid-air increased the force on his legs to the maximum with the momentum of rotation, and directly pressed Shi Peng to the ground, and then he took the back foot as the center of gravity, and the other foot staggered the sword blade, and directly made a word horse on the stage, and the staggered kick just hit Shi Peng's other leg to the knee to the ground.

At this time, Shi Peng knelt on his knees, and Long Yuan sat in front of him with his legs crossed, looking like a prisoner who had committed a crime and repented in front of a saint.

Bang!

Long Yuan was not unfamiliar with Shi Peng's kneeling salute at all, he sat on the platform and punched Shi Peng's face. Shi Peng flew back like a paper kite against the countertop. With two palms on the ground, Long Yuan got up and chased.

"Give me death!" Shi Peng was beaten out of real fire by Long Yuan, and after shouting violently and forcibly holding back the retreat, he didn't avoid Long Yuan's momentum, and used the housekeeping martial arts taught by Mo Baichuan "Baichuan into the Sea".

Shi Peng's clothes are windless, and the long sword in his hand is brilliant, reflecting the sun. He had already seen that Long Yuan really hadn't learned martial arts, otherwise he should have used it a long time ago instead of continuing to consume it with him. Shi Peng had not dared to use his hole cards before, because he was worried that Mo Baili's judgment was wrong.

And many martial artists in the audience didn't know the secret, and they all thought that Long Yuan didn't use martial arts to show his good fighting ability.

Shi Peng had a judgment in his heart, how could he tolerate Long Yuan beating him so embarrassed with only his fists and feet, the sword shadows in his hands overlapped, and the dantian true qi in his body traveled through the meridians, and gradually the sound of silk tearing on the tip of the sword came.

"Senior Brother Shi Peng cast a hundred rivers into the sea. ”

Some of the inner courtyard disciples in the audience recognized Long Yuan's moves, so they shouted excitedly. They are both martial artists, so they naturally hope that Shi Peng can win this competition. is also learning martial arts, but martial artists can transcend the saint, and they can only be mundane, and there is always a little jealousy of martial artists in the subconscious of martial artists.

"This is the martial arts created by the dean's martial arts predecessors in his early years, and it is a martial art that has been passed down to the world. I don't know if Long Yuan can take it. Another inner court disciple said.

"According to me, he will not be able to take it. Don't look at him fighting very fiercely, but it's just some physical skills, Senior Brother Shi Peng has never used his strength before, and the opponent's two arms are invulnerable, so he suffers. Now Senior Brother Shi Peng has used hundreds of rivers into the sea, and the sword can cut copper and gold, so Long Yuan is going to be defeated. Martial arts disciples are born with good fortune and qi sea, if it is about martial arts talent, we martial artists will definitely not lose to them, and martial arts disciples are nothing great. Another inner courtyard disciple came over and talked with the two before.

"Hmph! Martial arts disciples are also what you can slander? Without martial arts disciples throwing their heads and spilling blood, fighting fierce beasts and fighting demons, you also have the destiny to come to this world? Give you that ability, do you dare to bear equal responsibility? Ignorance. A strong young man next to the three of them crossed his arms and teased coldly.

The three of them were speechless by the strong young man's question, who came to the inner courtyard did not want to become famous and named his wife and son, if they had the strength of a warrior, there was no doubt that they would not easily pay for the world.

The strong young man's voice was like a bell, although he did not deliberately raise his voice, but also attracted some onlookers on the side, and they all turned their eyes on the three people. There are still a lot of martial arts disciples in the martial arts, so they show a disdain for the three of them.

The three of them couldn't stand the disdainful looks, and squeezed to the other side together.

"Hmph, look at it, Senior Brother Shi Peng's hundred rivers into the sea is not so easy to catch. The first to speak out turned their gaze to the ring.

On the stage, Shi Peng swung his sword and attacked Long Yuan, and the long sword drew a trail in the air, which was dazzling.

Long Yuan felt that Shi Peng's momentum was very different from before, he was calm, his eyes moved with the sword shadow, and when the sword shadow came to him, he slapped a palm to block Shi Peng's attack, but Long Yuan's face sank, because he could feel a true qi like a wild horse invading his palm, and invaded his meridians. Moreover, he felt a coolness of gold and iron on his palm, and he moved as he wished, and Long Yuan slipped back a few times to avoid Shi Peng's remaining attacks.

Long Yuan's palm blocking the sword convulsed involuntarily, he looked at his palm, the special fist glove there had been broken by Shi Peng's sword, and the most important thing was the true qi carried in the sword, making Long Yuan's meridians like a knife.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the world's martial arts. Long Yuan said secretly in his heart. The Zhenfan Interception Fist he learned is also a martial art of the same level, but it is mainly based on martial arts and training methods, which has a bit of a general outline, and there are very few martial arts used for attack, so the attack power must be incomparable with the martial arts performed by Shi Peng. As for the true qi contained in the sword, if it was in normal times, Long Yuan would naturally not be afraid, but at this time, his sea of qi was sealed, and he could not invoke a trace of true qi in his body, and the opponent's true qi invaded his body and wandered unscrupulously, although he could not cause much damage to Long Yuan, but if he continued like this, he would definitely be weak and unable to fight again.

"Hehe, back then, my master created this martial art after being instructed by a master, and he also used this trick to shake the true qi in the body of a loose cultivator, and the seven orifices bled to death. Seeing Long Yuan's solemn face, Shi Peng sneered, "Suffer death!"

What should I do? Blindly avoiding its edge is not a long-term solution, and one's own shock and truncation can only exert its power when it is close to the body.

No refund!

After thinking about it, Long Yuan stood on his tiptoes and then stepped down suddenly, leaning forward to meet Shi Peng, who was rushing forward. This was originally a forward-leaning technique in the space step, which only Long Yuan could barely do with his true qi, but after wearing this pair of chrome steel gold shoes, Long Yuan could also use it to achieve a surprise effect.

Shi Peng didn't see Long Yuan take a step, and he never thought that Long Yuan would have such a move that violated common sense. If they didn't perform any martial arts, ordinary people would fall as long as their body was tilted to the navel above the toe position, but now Long Yuan's body was highly tilted, which made Shi Peng unexpected.

Before he could react, Shi Peng was hit by Long Yuan's heavy punch in the chest. Long Yuan reached out with one hand after winning the blow, wrapped his wrist around the sword, firmly grasped Shi Peng's sword and pulled it suddenly, and then punched out and hit his abdomen. Long Yuan only had a chance to create a close range of opportunities to suppress Shi Peng with the power of thunder, and he had a chance to win. Although Long Yuan defeated Li Jiangyuan in the fighting arena, he was not completely sure of winning Shi Peng if it was a real sword and a real gun and reckless situation.

Just as the fist was about to be in the abdomen, suddenly a sound of a sword unsheathed sounded from the stage, and the next moment there was a sound of a cloth being scratched.

"Mother and Son Sword!"

Everyone in the audience saw Shi Peng on the stage pull out a new sword from Long Yuan's hand, and called out. The Zimu Sword is notorious in the martial arts, and it is even more despicable than its hidden weapon.

"I didn't expect the disciples of the inner courtyard to use the Zimu Sword at such an age, it seems that my Central Plains martial arts successor is worried. There were many top masters in the crowd, and when they saw Shi Peng in the ring, they all shook their heads secretly.

"Hmph! Only the victor and the living can be remembered by the world. Shi Peng also noticed the gazes of many masters in the audience, and couldn't help but snort in his heart.

Long Yuan lowered his hand, and bright red blood flowed down from his arm. Previously, Shi Peng took out the sub-sword from the mother sword, waved his arm and slashed it, if it wasn't for Long Yuan's reaction and blocking the blow with his arm in time, I am afraid that he would have fallen in the ring at this time.

"Shameless! Qi Meiran said angrily. Don't look at his usual favorite teasing of Long Yuan, in fact, he is the one who loves Long Yuan the most, perhaps because he bullied Long Yuan when he was young, and when he is sensible, he wants to try his best to make up for it. Therefore, when he saw that Long Yuan was injured by Shi Peng's sword, he became angry.

Ling Jiutian also frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Senior brother, senior brother is injured. Ling Qinglan ran to Su Donghe's side and said anxiously.

"It's okay, the little junior brother will win. Chen Yu touched Ling Qinglan's hair and comforted.

"Why?" Although Ling Qinglan knew that Long Yuan had gone to the fighting arena to cultivate, but after all, he had been sealed in the sea of qi, and Long Yuan's two consecutive victories had already exceeded her expectations, and at this time, seeing that Long Yuan was completely at a disadvantage, she became worried.

Su Donghe and Chen Wei glanced at each other and nodded at the same time, "Let's look at it." However, the two of them already knew in their hearts that if their junior brother mastered the method of luck, he would be a demon.

Although Ling Qinglan was puzzled, she still temporarily suppressed the anxiety in her heart and looked at the ring.

"Hehe, Shi Peng really lived up to my cultivation, and this time he has already won the battle. Mo Baili smiled secretly at the table, as long as Shi Peng can win the next game, the inner courtyard will not be considered a loss.

Mo Baichuan on the side had a solemn face, and said to himself: "This kid is ...... next plate"

"Hehe, interesting, this kid has a mystery in his leg. Lu Xiaoji said with interest.

"The one who just tiptoed into the ring with his shoes couldn't do it with his strength alone, well? He still had a weight on his legs. Simon blew water, rubbing his fingers against the scabbard, and a rare smile appeared on his face.