Chapter Seventy-Three: Eight-Armed Divine Fist
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Zhu Yan pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity that you were plotted by Xiao Feng, and now you don't have a chance......
Chen Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Senior Brother Zhu's words are wrong! I don't have a chance this time, but five years later, when I take the Yangyuan Pill given to me by Senior Brother Wang and break through the late stage of Xiaocheng Realm, I will go to Elder Ying again and beg her to be a matchmaker for me and your Senior Sister Lin!"
Zhu Yan turned his head to look at Wang Yu, and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, thoughtful, so he grinned and said, "Brother Yu, do you regret dying now?"
Wang Yu was stunned: "What do I regret?"
Zhu Yan said with a smile: "I regret giving Senior Brother Chen to raise Yuan Dan!"
Wang Yu smiled and said: "Brother Yan, you are going to make fun of me! Senior Brother Chen's kindness, I can't repay it, what is a Yang Yuan Dan?"
Zhu Yan said: "You gave Senior Brother Chen to raise Yuan Dan to help Senior Brother Chen make a breakthrough in cultivation, and he is going to pursue Senior Sister Lin, don't you regret it?"
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Chen Ziyu looked at Wang Yu, shook the jade fracture fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Senior Brother Wang also has a crush on you Senior Sister Lin?"
Wang Yu quickly shook his head.
Chen Ziyu looked at him, shook his head and said: "My Fair Lady, good gentleman, you Senior Sister Lin ********, delicate but not charming, glamorous but not vulgar, much stronger than that Great Chu Queen! Of the nearly 1,000 disciples of our Qianlong Academy, how many of them don't have a crush on you Senior Sister Lin? Don't be embarrassed to admit it! However, I have already laughed at your Yangyuan Pill, you can't take it back anymore! I still have something to do, farewell, farewell!"
After speaking, he nodded at Wang Yu, Zhu Yan and Zhou Wen, shook the folding fan, lowered his head and walked away with a smile.
Zhu Yan pursed his lips and turned his head to make a grimace behind his back......
The next morning, there were only eight high platforms left on the field of the competition, and the list of opponents for the fourth round of the competition was announced.
When Wang Yu, Zhu Yan and Zhou Wen came to the No. 6 high platform, nearly four hundred disciples of the Qianlong Academy were already densely surrounded around the high platform.
Wang Yu has made up his mind to enter the final finals and strive to become a close disciple of Yunhezi.
He deliberately wore the brocade dress made by Sun Qijin today, which can give him an extra layer of protection.
Zhu Yan is the son of the richest man, Zhou Wen is the eldest grandson of the royal family of the Great Zhou Empire, and the two of them are also dressed in brocade.
Seeing Wang Yu coming, the crowd of onlookers got out of the way, and the three young men in brocade clothes entered the field with their heads held high.
Wang Yu left Zhu Yan and Zhou Wen and went straight to the high platform of the competition.
Nangong Wan'er was already sitting there with a smile, and behind her stood Chu Xiong, who was expressionless.
Seeing Wang Yu's arrival, Nangong Wan'er smiled and nodded at Wang Yu.
Wang Yu smiled at her and quickly turned his head.
All this was clearly seen by Ji Ziao, who had already come to the stage.
He is twenty-eight years old this year, born in a commoner, with outstanding talent since childhood, he entered the Xuantian Sect to cultivate at the age of fourteen, and entered the late stage of the Xiaocheng Realm nine years ago, but because he could not afford to buy pills to assist in cultivation, he has not broken through the late stage of the Xiaocheng Realm.
He has an arrogant personality, and he can't get used to those sons and grandsons of the same clan, and he also looks down on those who tend to be inflammatory.
Seeing that Wang Yu was dressed in gorgeous clothes, the two little followers were either expensive or rich, and even the queen of the Great Chu Empire seemed to have a good eye for him, Ji Ziao couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
It seems that this person is also a person who is either expensive or rich, and the reason why he was able to upset all the way to the top 16 of Dabi when he first entered the sect is nothing more than that he has taken a lot of pills since he was a child, and he is lucky, and the opponent he encounters is weak.
I think you are young, just entering the Xuantian Sect, how deep can you cultivate?
Today, I want you to taste the power of my "Eight-Armed Divine Fist"!
At this time, two deacons walked over.
The autumn competition has entered the fourth round and is about to determine the top eight, so the deacon of Yuelongtang came to witness the victory or loss of the competition.
Wang Yu and Ji Ziao stepped forward, bowed down, reported their names, and then flew onto the high platform.
Wang Yu arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Ji, today are we comparing fists and feet or weapons?"
Ji Ziao said coldly: "Whether it is a fist or a weapon, in the end, the one who is the one who is superior in cultivation wins, and the sword has no eyes, today we will try our fists and feet kung fu!"
Wang Yu nodded: "Senior Brother Ji, please teach me more!"
After saying that, he took a step back and set up a posture to take the move.
Ji Ziao was not polite, he carried the vitality in the dantian, took a step forward, and struck Wang Yu with his right fist.
Wang Yu subconsciously performed Ling Xu's footwork and flashed to the right.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ji Ziao's right fist came out, one fist instantly transformed into four fists, and four strands of vitality attacked Wang Yu from different directions almost at the same time.
Wang Yu was caught off guard, and with a muffled "bang", he punched his left shoulder.
It's just that he punched out four strands of vitality, and each vitality was not so strong, and Wang Yu was only beaten by him, and he took three steps back.
Wang Yu was taken aback, and asked in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Ji, what kind of boxing technique are you?"
Ji Ziao said coldly: "Eight-armed Divine Fist!"
Before the words fell, he swung out his left fist, turning into four fist shadows, and four true qi attacked Wang Yu from different directions.
This time, Wang Yu was on guard, and he dodged to the left, and he could dodge.
Ji Ziao took the lead in one move, and pressed step by step, his fists turned into eight fist shadows, and he attacked Wang Yu in a row like a storm, as if one person had eight arms.
Fortunately, Wang Yu had already broken through the late stage of Xiaocheng Realm, and the vitality in the dantian was pure and abundant, and Ling Xu's footwork was also more agile and elegant, otherwise he would have been knocked to the ground by Ji Ziao.
Although Ji Ziao's vitality is not strong in every punch, Wang Yu will not be injured if he is hit by him, but if he is knocked to the ground many times, won't he also lose?
After seven moves, Wang Yu gradually became familiar with Ji Ziao's "eight-armed divine fist" boxing, and he gradually became calm.
Ji Ziao was secretly frightened.
It seems that this kid has passed all the way and entered the top 16, not entirely lucky, his cultivation is indeed not shallow!
As soon as his mind moved, his fist speed slowed down slightly.
Wang Yu saw the opportunity, transported the vitality in the dantian, and returned him with a "Demon Fist" like lightning.
A sharp vitality hit Ji Ziao's chest, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly crossed his fists in front of his chest and struggled to block it.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
Ji Ziao took seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his figure.
His eight fist shadows disappeared in an instant.
Wang Yu smiled slightly, and said in his heart, this "Eight-Armed Divine Fist" is "Eight Arms" when attacking, but it is still "Two Arms" when defending, as long as I attack, I can break his "Eight-Armed Divine Fist"!
Ji Ziao thought that Wang Yu was laughing at him, and his face turned red all of a sudden.
He gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Boy, don't be rampant!"
Before the words fell, he punched out his fists, and instantly conjured up eight fists, and the eight strands of vitality were divided into different directions, attacking Wang Yu.
Wang Yu knew that the strength of each vitality he shot out was not very strong, so he didn't dodge or dodge, fought a few punches from him, and suddenly carried enough vitality in the dantian, and slammed the Yellow Dragon with one move, hitting Ji Ziao's abdomen.
"Bang bang" four muffled sounds.
This was followed by a bang bang.
Wang Yu was punched twice by Ji Ziao in his chest and shoulders, and his body took five or six steps backwards.
Ji Ziao's abdomen was hit by a heavy punch from Wang Yu, he snorted, his body went straight back more than ten steps, and with a "plop", he fell on his back on the high platform.