Chapter 132: Each Shows His Martial Arts
"Don't say that there may be another mystery here, don't underestimate people."
The crazy offensive, only Zhong Yu knows how terrible it is, and Zhang Jie's right hand is already faintly numb at the moment, but he is still constantly launching the same offensive, and every time he feels a sharp pain in his arm.
I have to sigh, Ye Xiu still has a set of teaching students, Zhang Jie launched an offensive again, Zhong Yu jumped up, kicked the arm holding the knife with a flying kick, and kicked Zhang Jie's waist again.
In an instant, Zhang Jie fell off the boulder.
Zhong Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and helped Zhang Jie up.
"Such a persistent and fierce offensive, I admire it below."
Zhang Jie suddenly felt flattered and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly. "Hehe, the seniors have won the award, or our instructor teaches well."
Zhong Yu won again, retired directly, and competed with Zhang Jie, the consumption was huge, and his arm was still trembling slightly.
Master Chu Cheng's face was full of spring, he had such a student in his martial arts school, it was gratifying, Ye Xiu patted Zhang Jie on the shoulder, and finally showed a less penetrating smile.
"Well done!"
Zhang Jie scratched his head again and laughed twice.
"Shaolin Temple Wu Neng, who will come up to challenge!"
The bald monk of Shaolin Temple rushed onto the boulder, and his arrogant look made people very unhappy, Ye Xiu glanced at the direction of the Shaolin Temple team, and said in his heart.
What good birds can there be under Huikong, Huikong seemed to sense that someone was watching him, and he also looked over, the moment his eyes touched Ye Xiu, his expression flashed with a trace of poison, and his eyes flickered brightly and darkly, and his whole face was shrouded in gloom.
Ye Xiu looked at him and looked at each other, and sneered back defiantly, and suddenly Huikong's face darkened again.
Ye Xiu shook his head secretly, what a decent sect the Shaolin Temple is, why did there come out with such a lack of flat things, and he was a little itchy when he looked at the enlightened hand on the boulder.
Suddenly, a figure flew up to the boulder from the side, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw that it was a little nun of the Emei faction.
The little nun has delicate eyebrows, a pair of willow eyebrows are thin and curved, her skin is white and tender, and her small mouth is ruddy, which is pleasing to the eye, but it is a pity that she is a little nun.
Monk Wuneng looked at the little nun unscrupulously, a touch of lust flashed in his eyes, and he did not have the consciousness of a monk at all, the little nun's willow eyebrows were furrowed, and the disgust in her eyes was about to drip out.
"Let's make a move!"
As soon as the little nun's long sword came out, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the monk Wuneng, the momentum was released, the clothes were windless and automatic, and the cold was even more pressing.
Monk Wuneng clenched the long stick in his hand, and his mouth was not dry.
"How did a good little girl become a monk, it's a pity, tsk!"
The little nun was suddenly disgusted and angry, and the long sword in her hand flashed cold, and she used ten percent of her strength to slash at the monk Wuneng, hating to split it into pulp.
Monk Wuneng is not a vegetarian either, the long stick is a little hard, then he shifted the offensive, his palm was charged, and he slapped the little nun's chest, and the lustful color in his eyes was disgusting.
The little nun kicked away the palm of the attack, and the blade of the sword turned, stabbing the monk Wuneng down three ways, and the monk Wuneng was startled. Hurry to dodge.
"Poof!"
Despite this, he was able to avoid being stabbed at the tip of the critical sword, and stabbed into the root of his left thigh, and immediately blood flowed sideways, and he was afraid that he was stabbed in the blood vessel.
Hurriedly sealed the surrounding blood channel, which stopped the bleeding, and Wu Neng stared at the little nun with a grim face.
"Dead girl, dare to hurt Lao Tzu."
The little nun looked weak, but in fact she was strong, "What a scum of the Buddha worm!"
After speaking, her sword once again approached the monk three ways, Wu Neng was shocked, and her left leg was in severe pain and she couldn't move, so she had to let herself fall off the boulder and admit defeat.
The little nun might have let him go like this, put away the sword and kicked straight to the point, Wu Neng was kicked off the boulder heavily, ignoring other injuries, covering his lower body, rolling on the ground in pain, shouting in his mouth, "Ah! Dead nun Lao Tzu wants you to look good! β
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the entire Emei faction suddenly became very terrifying.
The little nun snorted coldly: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, as a person in Buddhism, misbehave and have an improper heart, it is simply an insult to my reputation as a Buddha." β
"Let you go for the time being, if they meet in the future, they will send you to the Buddha to apologize."
Several disciples of Shaolin Temple hurriedly rushed over and carried people away, Wu Neng was abolished, although it was very miserable, but no one present had sympathy for him, but there was a faint joy.
Among the sects in the world, in addition to the beggars, it is the Shaolin Temple with the most disciples, the monks of the Shaolin Temple were kind and compassionate, and since the abbot of the Shaolin Temple retreat has set off an evil wind.
Shaolin Temple took advantage of the rumor that all the martial arts in the world came from Shaolin, and wantonly suppressed the various sects to recruit disciples, causing everyone to have no good impression of Shaolin Temple.
Now the people of Shaolin Temple have just done it, and they have applied for the words of the little nun, misbehaving and having an improper heart.
All the major sects looked sideways at Shaolin Temple and cast disdainful glances.
Huikong's face was pale, and he secretly scolded Wu Neng for not having a long brain.
After the little nun repelled Wu Neng, she jumped off the boulder directly and returned to her own team, and she beat Wu Neng completely because she didn't like it.
Wuguang looked at Hui Air and said angrily: "Master, I will go to compete with them, and I will let those juniors know how powerful our Shaolin Temple is." β
Wuguang jumped on the boulder, looked at the little nun just now and said, "Do you dare to fight with the poor monk?" β
The little nun sneered: "Today is Huashan on the sword, but it is not your ring, I want to fight back to your Shaolin Temple." β
Wuguang's face suddenly turned pale, and he endured the anger in his heart.
"Since this little master is too reluctant to compete with the poor monk, which Taoist friend is willing to challenge the poor monk?"
Ye Xiu smiled evilly and flew onto the boulder.
"How am I doing?"
"What? I'm scared before I start fighting, and now I'm here. β
As soon as the words fell, Ye Xiu's smile still did not disappear, but his eyes were full of killing intent.
A chill crept up his back from his tail vertebrae, and Goko shivered.
Ye Xiu's heel exerted force, the momentum was like a bamboo, the knife slashed towards Wu Neng, and the blade cut through the air, making a fierce blasting sound.
Wuguang didn't have time to react at all, and in the blink of an eye, the cold blade had reached his lifeline, and he suddenly panicked, his eyes were full of fear, Ye Xiu sneered and whispered: "Don't worry, you can't die today."
Immediately afterwards, a flying foot was thrown between Wuguang's waist and abdomen, and he fell off the boulder in an instant.
The whole process took less than five seconds, and everyone was shocked.
"Tut-tut! I'm sorry I didn't control my strength. β
Everyone looked at Wuguang who fell under the boulder, and suddenly a chill climbed up his back, and in the middle of Wuguang's waist and abdomen, he was forced to concave a footprint, and he was already unconscious.
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, you didn't control your strength, didn't you kick people to death directly yesterday, Master Huikong and the disciples of Shaolin Temple rushed over angrily and surrounded Ye Xiu, this battle is going to scare people to death.
Ye Xiu said that I am so scared......
The head of Huashan dodged and blocked in front of Ye Xiu.
"Master Huikong, what are you trying to do here?"
Folding the two big disciples in a row, Shaolin's combat power was instantly halved, Huikong's face was gloomy, and he pointed to Wuguang who was lying on the ground and said sadly: "The disciple under my seat was beaten like this by him, I want him to give me an explanation." β
"Master, this disciple has just broken a few supporting bones, so why make a big move."
Huikong's face was a little unbearable, and his expression was even more ugly.
Ye Xiu said casually: "Today's martial arts competition, I only said that I couldn't hurt people's lives, but I didn't say that I couldn't hurt people, not to mention that I couldn't hurt people. β
"You beat people like this, you are plotting to kill people.".
Huikong was angry, and a few short hairs on his bald head stood up because of his emotion.
As soon as these words came out, the head of Huashan immediately stopped and said: "Master Huikong is cautious, you can't talk nonsense about murdering people's lives, not to mention that this is my Huashan and I can't take the turn of others." β
It's very clear who this other person is referring to.
Ye Xiu continued: "It's just that this meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, and I didn't kill you, so you can still use it." β
Huikong almost got a mouthful of old blood out of his anger, his neck was red, and he couldn't wait to kill Ye Xiu.
How can it be interesting to be a monk with compassion like that, the whole is a vicious villain, but because he is on the territory of the Huashan faction, he does not dare to act rashly.
His mind gradually calmed down, looking at Ye Xiu on the boulder, Master Huikong said, "How about I come to learn from my little brother?" β
The head of Huashan looked displeased, probably disgusted by Huikong's shamelessness.
"Master Huikong is also a second-generation master, how can he learn from juniors?"
In and out of the words, it is said that Huikong is bullying the small, so he is almost shameless, Ye Xiu was maintained by the head of Huashan, he felt that this person was very good, but fighting with Huikong integrated his mind.
The head of the Huashan faction looked stunned and said, "Little brother, don't act impulsively. β
Ye Xiu played with the eight chopping knives in his hand, looked at Huikong's eyes, as if he was staring at his prey, and thanked: "Thank you for the protection of your predecessors, since this Huikong master wants to fight, then accompany him to fight, our people from Chucheng Martial Arts School are not soft persimmons, not anyone who wants to pinch them." β
Seeing this, the head of Huashan was not easy to stop, so he left the space to Ye Xiu and Huikong.
Ye Xiu looked down at Huikong playfully and said, "Master Huikong hasn't seen you for a long time, but your injuries are healed?"
Hui Kong felt embarrassed for a while, and after a while, a cruel smile appeared on his face, he was seriously injured by Ye Xiu a few months ago, and he remembered it vividly.
Today, Ye Xiu fell into his hands, and he will avenge the revenge of the day, and the boy hopes that you will have the same good luck today as before. β
Huikong injured Ye Xiu before, all thanks to luck and luck, Ye Xiu almost burst out laughing, and sneered: "Old monk, you really make a move, let you make three moves so that others don't say that I don't respect the old." β
The green tendons on Huikong's head burst out, his face was hideous, and he broke out directly.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
Ye Xiu put away his smile and dealt seriously.
Although the old monk in front of him is vicious, his age and accumulated skills are there, even if he himself does not dare to be 100% sure, he will definitely be able to kill the old monk.
The old monk was extremely fast, and in a moment's time, he was in front of him, and his right hand was digging out his chest.
Ye Xiu's figure retreated rapidly, and he missed the attack when he found the opportunity.
"One move, Master Huikong, and two more moves, you can think of it."
Then make a move to calm the air. Directly stepped forward and kept close, and his left fist was constantly changing, leaving a few afterimages in the air, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Second move! Three, the third move! β
"Master Huikong's three moves have arrived, you can be careful."
As soon as the words fell, the momentum around his body changed, and the murderous aura was released and condensed into substance.
The chill drilled into the body from all corners of the body, and a bone-chilling chill instantly solidified Huikong's movements, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave.
At this moment, Ye Xiu had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and the clothes around him were windless, and the whole person was like an Asura from hell.
"Master Huikong, are you ready?"
Hui Kong's heart was shocked by Ye Xiu's progress in a short period of time, and he didn't dare to be careless, and in the next moment, a silver light flashed, splitting from the side.
Huikong picked up the stick that Wuguang had fallen on the ground and raised it to meet it.
"Bang dang!"
The sharp blade in Ye Xiu's hand changed direction again, and the silver light flickered, very dazzling.
"Bang dang!"
"Bang dang!"
The speed of the two was extremely fast, sparks popped out of the place where the knives and sticks collided, and on the boulder, only the afterimages of the two could be captured.
After a few breaths, the two widened the distance, Ye Xiu stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, his eyes shining, as if the Huikong in front of him was his prey.
I haven't experienced this kind of hearty battle for a long time, and I have to say that fighting with Huikong is still very enjoyable.
In the hidden position, Ye Xiu's arm holding the knife trembled slightly, and above the tiger's mouth, there were several cracked wounds.
Secretly Dao, this old guy really still has two brushes, and his skills have increased a lot in two months.
At the same time, Huikong himself is not much better, under the wide sleeves, both arms have become a sieve, and the whole person is as if he has been fished out of the water, very embarrassed.
His eyes flickered brightly and darkly, and he was afraid of Ye Xiu, so he took a breath and attacked Huikong again.
This time, Ye Xiu changed his strategy, and his body pulled a string of afterimages like a ghost, appearing behind Huikong, with eight slashing knives in his hand, and slashing at the back of the heart without hesitation.
Huikong was startled and blocked the blade with a stick, but in the next second, Ye Xiu turned the blade to Huikong's waist with an incredible movement.
"Poof!"
Unexpectedly, Huikong sensed that his waist was cold, and then a stream of heat gushed out from his waist, and before he could react, he changed direction and split out again to his back.
Suddenly, a chill came to his back, and this time Huikong did not hesitate, and sprinted forward to open the distance.
"That's right, the master reacts fast enough."
Huikong abandoned the pain and struck with a stick.
"Bang dang!"
After a hundred moves, a figure fell from the boulder.
Huikong's clothes were in tatters, and there was a bottomless scar on his left abdomen, and blood gushed out as if he was dying.
The tip of Ye Xiu's knife approached the faΓ§ade of Huikong, and he gasped slightly: "Master, you lost!" β
Hundreds of people present were shocked that Ye Xiu was so powerful.
"Master!" The people of Shaolin Temple were even more frightened, wailed, and hurriedly rushed over, helping Huikong up to treat his wounds.
Huikong's face was ugly, his eyes widened with blood, and his eyeballs were about to pop out, as if he was going to eat Ye Xiu alive, and his voice was hoarse.
"Lin Wugong is broad and profound, today is my carelessness, and I will return it a hundred times another day."
Tearing off a piece of cloth from Master Huikong, Ye Xiu slowly wiped the blade clean, and he smiled indifferently: "Waiting at any time, I just don't know if you can live until that time." β
Ye Xiu smiled coldly, heard the news of his victory, and then jumped off the boulder.