Chapter 2: The Power of Terror
I only heard a click on the stage, and the thin boy slammed back at the same time, and at the same time hugged his arm tightly and screamed. The judge on the stage stepped up and picked up the thin boy and got off the stage.
"Remember me, Iron Fist Gang Young Gang Leader Ni Zuokai! Hmph!" Ni Zuokai glanced disdainfully at the audience.
"Who else. Ni Xiangkai hugged his arms and said casually. However, in his heart, he was uncomfortable because of one thing, that is, he didn't want to participate in this audition, and with his strength, he could directly advance, but the dean let every disciple participate in the audition, the reason is: no one in front of Longyin Villa can be arrogant.
"Isn't it just a broken mountain villa, we Iron Fist Gang don't know how much bigger it is here. Ni Zuokai muttered to himself.
"Hmph! The guy who has no one in his eyes is only in the top ten in the outer courtyard, and he is not decent. The young man in the short coat teased in the audience.
"It's not, it's just playing prestige among those of us who are not adults, and he doesn't dare to mess with any of the adult men in the outer court. Someone next to the boy in the short coat nodded.
"I!" Long Yuan plucked the garlic and jumped onto the stage.
"Hey, this man... It's so handsome. A young girl beside the boy in the short coat covered her mouth and said.
The boy in the short coat pursed his lips and scolded secretly: "Nymphomaniac, idiot." ”
Seeing that Long Yuan was a little shorter than the thin boy before, Ni Zuokai couldn't help frowning, "Are you here to find death?" Ni Zuokai said impatiently.
"Shoot, big bear. Long Yuan said lightly, he didn't hear what Ni Zuokai said to himself just now, but seeing that his lips were obviously "broken villas", this made Long Yuan unable to be polite to him.
Lu Xiaoji in the distance smiled and said, "Interesting." ”
On the other side of the ring, an old man who was over half a hundred years old was sitting in the banquet, and when he saw this side of the ring, he sighed, and the middle-aged man on the side came over and asked, "Dean, this seems to be the sixth disciple of the Ling Sect, do you want to stop him?"
The old man was Mo Baili, the dean of the outer courtyard of Longyin Villa, he waved his hand after a little thought, and said in his heart: "Ling Jiutian doesn't enter the oil and salt, I'll see what the disciples you teach are capable of." ”
On the stage, Ni Xiangkai was stunned for a long time after listening to Long Yuan's words, so that the judge said that there was no movement after the start.
"You're looking for death!"
Ni Xiangkai shouted angrily, strode forward and punched out, the fist wind whirring, as if he had been provoked by Long Yuan and used ten percent of his strength. The iron fist quickly blasted out, and the momentum sank vigorously, and the fist the size of the bowl was about to reach the eyebrows, but Long Yuan didn't make half a move, he waved his hand suddenly, and a palm was horizontal in front of him, and the punch with almost a thousand catties suddenly stopped, and the momentum stopped abruptly.
Lu Xiaoji's eyes widened, and he whispered to himself: "I didn't use any internal force and true qi. ”
Ximen Blowing Water on the side said at the same time: "I didn't use any martial arts. The two looked at each other and shook their heads. For the two of them, Ni Zuokai's blow didn't pose any threat at all, but if the two of them didn't use any internal force and true qi, and didn't use martial arts, they thought that this punch would be difficult for them to catch so simply.
"Is this a disciple of the Martial Sect? Simon couldn't help but praise him.
On the stage, Ni Zuokai didn't figure out the situation at all, only heard Long Yuan shake his head and say, "The next plate is unstable." Then Long Yuan stepped between Ni Zhuokai's feet and picked it sideways. Ni played Kaiden sat on the ground in the shape of a horse, sitting very urgently, and it was estimated that it was pressed to the private parts, Ni played Kaiden's face was white, and his hands were tightly covered with his crotch, twisted into a ball. The judge stepped forward and put Ni Xiangkai on his back, and glanced at Long Yuan strangely.
"What kind of martial arts did this kid practice, how did I not feel the flow of true qi and the dissipation of internal force in his palm just now. Several middle-aged men in the audience were surprised and asked the people on the side.
"Whether it is Jing Shi Martial Arts, Vertical World Martial Arts, Escape World Martial Arts or peerless martial arts, it must be driven by true qi or internal force, this young man is probably a brute force directly used!" ”
"It's really a hero out of a young man, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. The man who asked sighed.
"Well, why is this little junior brother's strength so great now. I couldn't have taken that punch like that. Qi Meiran muttered to herself, of course he also saw that Long Yuan did not use his true qi, and relied on his strength to block that punch.
"yes. Without the need to be angry, I don't think any of us are opponents of the Sixth Senior Brother. A familiar voice sounded behind Qi Meiran.
Qi Meiran turned around and said, "Senior brother, when did you come, and the second senior brother." A young man in a white shirt stood there straight behind Qi Meiran, exuding a heroic spirit, guessing that his age was also twenty-six or seventeen, and there was a young man in a blue robe next to the young man in the white shirt, who was also heroic, but slightly younger than the young man in white shirt next to him. These two people are Long Yuan and Qi Meiran's senior brother Su Donghe and second senior brother Chen Wei.
"You're not too young, the sixth junior brother is greedy for fun, and you won't stop him, the martial artists in this outer courtyard are bigger than once every three years, and you still let the sixth junior brother go up and mess around. Su Donghe glared at Qi Meiran.
Qi Meiran scratched her head and sneered: "Didn't I see that the little junior brother didn't win the competition with us, so I didn't bring him to spread his anger and increase his confidence." ”
"Don't say it, if it weren't for the fact that the sixth senior brother didn't know the method of luck, I'm afraid even the senior brother wouldn't be able to suppress him, but the sixth senior brother didn't make any progress in the cultivation of qi refining. Chen said.
While the three of them were talking, another person stepped into the ring where Long Yuan was.
It turned out that Mo Baili thought that Ni Zhuokai lost too embarrassed, so he secretly sent someone up, Mo Baili saw that Long Yuan didn't need true qi, and expected that Long Yuan was here to have an itchy hand, and the person he sent was good at light skills, and no matter how great his strength was, he would never be able to control the air, if he could defeat Long Yuan in front of so many martial arts masters, his face would be natural. As long as anyone's disciple can defeat Long Yinliu's disciple, others will not hesitate to give a thumbs up.
It turned out that Longyin Villa did not have such a big reputation two hundred years ago, until a major event that caused a sensation in Wumen happened, two hundred years ago the Xixia Kingdom in the northwest invaded this land, Da Wei. For a long time, the disciples of the martial arts sect have not participated in the disputes of the world and must not harm the commoners of the world, although the martial arts have not deliberately restrained it, but no martial arts disciple has ever violated this potential rule. But everyone wants to borrow this power of the martial arts, because there are martial artists in the world, and the power of martial arts makes any force covet, so the Xixia dynasty started the idea of a martial arts above the martial arts.
Later, a disciple of the first sect of Xixia Wumen, Yipin Pavilion, joined the war, this disciple waved his robe in front of the two armies, and tens of thousands of soldiers were lifted, and the enemy army rushed up, winning in one fell swoop, and winning the six passes of Dawei in a row. In that battle, the soldiers suffered countless casualties, and finally relied on the masters in the martial arts to participate in the battle with all their strength to recapture the three levels. Three hundred martial arts masters fought bloodily in the Hexi Corridor and shouted "the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people", and was finally annihilated by the Xixia soldiers.
Tens of thousands of soldiers died in battle, and 100,000 families could not be reunited. The lord of the Great Tsuen begged for the help of the first faction of the martial arts sect of the Tsuen Dynasty at that time, but he refused. The world blames the martial arts for their inaction, and it was also at that time that most of the disciples of the Great Martial Arts Sect withdrew from the martial arts. If the previous wars were no matter how cruel they were, there would be no disciples in the martial arts sect to retreat. However, when the disciples of the martial arts sect of the enemy country joined, the martial arts of their own country did not stop them, which chilled the hearts of many disciples. The defeat of the Great Sect was simply because a Martial Sect disciple had joined the battle, and that Martial Sect disciple had not yet killed a soldier with his own hands, how terrifying it was. Even though his hands were not stained with blood, he indirectly killed tens of thousands of people.
At the critical moment, Gu Yanfeng, the then head of Longyin Villa, personally went to the Hexi Corridor, slapped to death the disciples of the Xixia Kingdom who participated in the war, and slapped the head of the martial arts faction of the entire Xixia Kingdom with the power of one person, and finally seriously injured the head of Yipinge.
Gu Yanfeng's actions alarmed the old monsters of the Wumen who were hidden in Xixia at that time, but in the face of the old monsters, Gu Yanfeng was not afraid.
"If I can't use the power of the Martial Sect correctly, I can go to the Pangu Path. If the teaching is not strict, the teacher will be lazy, and if one person makes a mistake, he will sit in a row! Next time, I will definitely purge the Martial Sect of Ruguo!"
Gu Yanfeng roared like a dragon roaring through Xixia, and the old monster didn't dare to make a mistake. A person is proud of the world, with a clean and righteous spirit, and a bold mind, which is the impression that Longyin Villa gave to the world at that time. The sound of the dragon's chant did not stop for three days, and it even reached Da Yi and the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Since then, the martial arts of various countries have set a rule: martial arts disciples are not allowed to harm ordinary people, even the most heinous sinners are not allowed to injure them to maim or die, they can only be handed over to the local government, and violators will be abolished at least the sea of qi, expelled from the martial arts, or directly executed. The world has its own way of the world.
After that, the lord of the Great Sect and the martial arts agreed to invite the loose martial artists to sit in the army, and place the inner and outer courtyards in the martial arts faction. Wumen felt the loyalty of the three hundred martial arts masters who died for the country, and at the same time, they also felt ashamed of the people, so they agreed to the lord of the country. The condition is that the wizards must not hurt anyone, and if the enemy country does not have extraordinary strength, the wizards must not attack.
And it was a hundred years later that Ling Jiutian, who was still a disciple at the time, defeated all the younger generations of Fusang with the power of one person, causing Emperor Fuso's vain attempt to get involved in the stillbirth of the plot.
Since then, Longyin Villa has a great reputation among the people, but Longyin Villa is as sad and joyless as yesterday. At that time, there were yellow-mouthed children on the street who sang and sang: "Wumen has wind bones, Buddhism is more compassionate, Xuanmen is upright, and the descendants of the dragon are lying in the moonlight." "Long Yin is the descendant of the dragon, and in the children's rhyme, Long Yin Villa and Wuxuan Buddhism are juxtaposed, which shows its influence in the world.
On the ring, there was a young man in Xuanyi standing in front of Long Yuan, the young man was slightly older than Long Yuan, with a silver spear and a line of arms, with a long tassel in his hand, and a heroic spirit in the world.
"Ah, it's Senior Brother Lin Cong. "The young man in Xuanyi waited in the ring, and someone immediately recognized him.
"That kid is going to be unlucky, Senior Brother Lin Cong's silver spear is extremely famous in the outer courtyard. The boy in the short coat said.
"Yes, in the outer courtyard, Senior Brother Lin Cong's kung fu is even higher than the dean's nephew Shi Ying, naturally it can't be comparable to Ni Zhuokai's unpopular goods. The young man on the side chimed in.
"That's right, Senior Brother Lin Cong is so handsome, he must be different from Ni Zuokai, who has developed limbs and is simple-minded. The girl looked at Lin Cong on the stage with bright eyes.
"Didn't you say that kid was very handsome, why, he changed his mind again. The boy in the short coat laughed.
"Liu Chang, are you looking for death? The girl scolded.
The young man in the short coat named Liu Chang was not to be outdone: "Jiang Rong, can you have a little cultivation, I don't know what to say!"
"In Xia Lin Cong, please advise!" Lin Cong picked up his spear, and a little cold lightning shot towards Long Yuan. Long Yuan didn't dare to slack off at the moment when he saw that the other party was moving quickly, and took a few steps back to avoid his front. However, this cold light turned into a number of points in an instant, sticking to Long Yuan. Not long after Long Yuan and even the edge of the ring, Lin Cong sent the silver spear forward, straight to Long Yuan's eyebrows, Long Yuan reacted slowly, and immediately tilted his head to avoid the blood, and at the moment when the head of the gun swept by, Long Yuan could clearly see his face reflected in the silver spear, and a chill came inexplicably.