Forty-seven, dazzling genius

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"The surname is Chen, last time you were a shrinking turtle, I fell for you, today you don't have such good luck. ā€

"Hahaha," Chen Peng said with a smile, "The surname is Huang, you still have to be shameless, last time I drew a circle, stand up inside and let you beat you, you can't beat me, you still dare to speak out here." ā€

The monk on the side was in an uproar when he heard this, originally listened to the conversation between the two, and heard that Huang Xingyuan had been defeated in Chen Peng's ears, so he had some discussions, and at this time, after listening to Chen Peng's words, there were even more discussions.

Huang Xingyuan was even more embarrassed when he heard this, and he didn't dare to speak again, and if he continued to speak, he didn't know what words were going to come out of Chen Peng's mouth. As soon as he made a mistake, his body rushed towards Chen Peng like a ghost.

Chen Peng saw that the success had aroused Huang Xingyuan's anger, so he stopped talking, he was not a person who liked to chew the root of his tongue, but he was not a pedantic person either. All of this is just for the purpose of helping him win this competition, although Chen Peng didn't think that he would not be able to win Huang Xingyuan at all, but he also had a slight headache for his ghostly body. If it is tried, Huang Xingyuan blindly dodges with his body, and it may take more effort to take it down. Now it's just a matter of words, so that he can abandon his martial arts and give up his strengths to fight with himself, so why not do it.

However, this can't be blamed on Huang Xingyuan, he always thought that the defeat in the last battle at Chen Peng's hands was caused by his own carelessness, but he just had too many hard encounters with Chen Peng, which caused his hands and feet to be numb, and he was taken advantage of by the other party. Although Huang Xingyuan was furious this time, causing him to give up the idea of fighting from the beginning, he was not dizzy, but just planned to fight with Chen Peng first and try the depth of Chen Peng's vitality. Although he was defeated by Chen Peng last time, before the final decision, Huang Xingyuan had been pressing Chen Peng, and the last time he was twisted and dislocated by Chen Peng, and a few ribs were broken by a kick, but he never tried the depth of Chen Peng's vitality.

And Huang Xingyuan is also confident that even if his vitality is not as deep as Chen Peng's, and he loses the upper hand under one blow, he can retreat with his whole body and implement the strategy of guerrilla. Even if he is on par with Chen Peng, Huang Xingyuan will not always fight hard with Chen Peng, and the province will embark on the old road again. How did he know that Chen Peng had now opened up the three veins of Ren Du Chong in the twelve canons and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, if he urged the vitality of the whole body, he was afraid that he would be able to defeat him in just one moment.

Seeing that Huang Xingyuan was approaching, Chen Peng was not in a hurry, he naturally did not urge the vitality of the whole body, but just urged sixty percent of the vitality like last time, and at the same time, his throat moved, urging the tiger to roar.

With a "snap", the arms of the two intersected, and Huang Xingyuan only felt a sudden shock at his arm, and the feeling of numbness suddenly spread to his whole body like a wave.

"It's not good," Huang Xingyuan secretly screamed in his heart, urging his vitality to retreat backwards. Chen Peng stepped on his feet, followed, and urged the Hundred Battles Fist Technique, his arm was like a gun, and his fist pierced Huang Xingyuan's chest. Huang Xingyuan's vitality could not run as he wished, and his body movement slowed down a lot, and he couldn't avoid Chen Peng's pursuit, so he had to raise his arms and block his chest.

With a "snap", Chen Peng punched Huang Xingyuan's forearm, Huang Xingyuan felt shocked again, his heart was terrified, and he lifted the vitality of his whole body and burst back. After taking two steps, the tingling sensation in his body subsided slightly, but this was Chen Peng who followed up like a maggot attached to the bone, and his right arm smashed down towards him like a gun. Huang Xingyuan was helpless in his heart, his body was sluggish, and he couldn't hide, so he had to raise his arms above his head to meet him.

"Bang", as expected, Huang Xingyuan felt a shock again, and the numbness that had just recovered slightly returned to his body. Huang Xingyuan screamed in his heart, he didn't know the high or low, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, struggling desperately, and he was about to escape, but who knew that he was sinking deeper. But he can't help it, it's a matter of whether he can worship the Xigeng faction, there is no way out at all, he has to fight hard to deal with it.

However, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart that Chen Peng seemed to have done his best, but he seemed to be still a breath away from taking him down in one fell swoop, and he always let himself try his best to dodge and was not defeated. He didn't know that Chen Peng was deliberately keeping his strength, and he didn't want to show too much disparity and attract the attention of others. Otherwise, the current situation is already under control, and taking him down is probably just a matter of making a move.

"What's going on with that person, he's been dodging and being beaten, and he doesn't fight back, is he still a man? ā€

"That's right, I don't think he fell into an absolute disadvantage, so he didn't even have the strength to fight back, why is he so cowardly. ā€

"If it's me, I have to fight anyway, the eldest husband would rather die standing than live on his knees. ā€

was already trying his best to dodge Chen Peng's fists and feet, where did Huang Xingyuan dare to fight back, didn't this just fall into the hands of the opponent. Now that he is at a disadvantage, he is already depressed enough, and he still listens to the cynicism of the monks on the side, Huang Xingyuan only feels that this heart is simply a nest of fire and is about to hold back a mouthful of old blood, Chen Peng's hands seem to be manipulating an invisible fishing net, netting himself in it, tightening it tighter and tighter, and the tighter it is, the more depressed it is. And he was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, forced into a corner by the butcher, and the place where he could escape became smaller and smaller, and the smug smile on the butcher's face became thicker and thicker, and the cold light of the butcher's knife in his hand became more and more dazzling.

"Man is a sword, I am a fish. Huang Xingyuan suddenly said such a sentence in his heart, his heart was scattered, he was staggered by Chen Peng's punch, and he was kicked and fell to the ground. If you want to say persistence, in fact, you can hold on for a few more rounds, but under the attack of outsiders like Chen Peng, who seems to be unhurried, but endlessly, although Huang Xingyuan has not fallen, he has already admitted defeat in his heart. Although Chen Peng's moves were all caught, they were like thunder on a rainy day, hitting him in the heart and making him dizzy.

"In the first game, Chen Peng, a monk from Huangshi County, won, so let's get out of the game quickly. What about you, Huang Xingyuan, hurry up. The second one is about to begin. Hong Longtu really didn't have much patience, and he urged it as soon as the competition was over.

Huang Xingyuan was already holding back an evil fire, but at this time, he couldn't hold it back, jumped up, glared at Hong Longtu, and sneered: "The Xigeng faction is really famous, but it is actually difficult to deserve it. After that, he flicked his sleeves and didn't look back.

"Hmph, a side disciple who can't beat the eight-pole, don't you think that we have no one in Liuzhou, just because of your three-legged cat skills, you also want to come to the wilderness. Hong Longtu muttered in a low voice, as a disciple of the Xigeng faction, he also knew a little about the roots of this Huang Xingyuan. However, Hong Longtu can get the fat difference of the head of the Dingyuan City Dojo, and he also has thighs behind him, so he is naturally not afraid.

This time, Chen Peng did not rush back to the guest room to rest and meditate, but stayed to continue to observe. Although it is not fast to grind the gun, Chen Peng has adjusted his state to a good situation in the past few days, and he is no longer in a hurry to meditate and practice qi. Besides, since everyone is here, let's take a look at the following competitions, and one of the victorious monks will be tomorrow's own opponent.

The second and third competitions did not attract Chen Peng's attention too much, the monks on both sides of the competition were decent, and there was nothing too noticeable, so Chen Peng just looked at it casually, and did not enter his heart. If tomorrow's opponent is produced between these two groups of winners, it will be able to pass with his eyes closed.

Soon, the fourth group of monks was gone.

"In the lower quicksand county monk Zhou Kefan. ā€

"Zhuo Liqun, a monk from Baling County. ā€

"Do you know, this Zhuo Liqun is not simple, he has awakened his vitality in eleven days, and he is one step away from genius. Before the two of them could make a move, someone on the side was discussing, and Hong Longtu did not maintain order at the scene like Gongsun Qi, as long as he didn't make a loud noise, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"No, then he still wants to participate in the competition of unsuccessful monks? Could it be that he is a person who likes to work hard and cultivates too slowly?"

"Of course not, he has now opened up the two veins of the Twelve Canons and Ren Du, and his vitality is unfathomable. ā€

"Then why did he come to participate in the selection of this unsuccessful monk? Could it be that the monks of their Baling County are so strong that even his cultivation has not grabbed the top three?"

"That's not it, people with outstanding talents like this, in our border land, if a county can produce one, it is already burning high incense, where can there be so much. I won't hang your appetite anymore, let me tell you the truth, although this Zhuo Liqun is said to be extremely talented, cultivated and diligent, but he is an amorous seed, he met his junior sister in the second round of the preliminary examination in Baling County, and he admitted defeat on the spot. But it's a pity that her junior sister didn't make it to the final list of three, and this time she came to participate in the selection of unsuccessful monks, and she didn't even pass the test. ā€

"Tut-tut, that's a shame. ā€

While the monks on the side were discussing, Zhuo Liqun and Zhou Kefan had already started their posture and were about to make a move. There is a fan in Zhou Kefan's name, but he doesn't look extraordinary at all, his muscles are knotted, and he is like an ordinary javelin, with a sharp edge.

"Zhuo Liqun, I have long heard that you are a genius, and your vitality far exceeds that of your peers. But Zhou doesn't believe in this evil, and he is going to fight with you today. ā€

Zhuo Liqun smiled slightly, stretched out three fingers, and flashed towards Zhou Kefan.