Text: Chapter 12: Fighting Skills
Soon, the two young men in the first group walked to the central court and fought with their fists.
"Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Legs!"
"Splitting the Wind and Shaking the Mountain!"
The crowd of onlookers shouted. Long Xiaofeng glanced at it a few times, "It's just some low-level boxing techniques that haven't yet entered the Sitting Lighting Realm, and it's worth shouting so much?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, "If they are all like this, with their own strength in the Sitting Lighting Realm, crushing all opponents, it will be effortless." Suddenly, a gloomy sneer came from the young man beside him, "Stinky boy, what do you mean by shaking your head, do you look down on my Mulingmen's martial arts, I'll let you see it later, it's strange if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you all over the ground to find your teeth." As he spoke, he waved his fist at Long Xiaofeng.
Long Xiaofeng saw the other party's arrogance, and his heart was suddenly furious, and he really wanted to split his face and punch that ugly and distorted face.
At this time, only a bang was heard, and the two young men in the middle of the field had already divided the winner, and the taller young man kicked Humpty Dumpty on the opposite side with a flying leg, and Humpty Dumpty rolled out of the field like a ball.
"In the first game of the first group, Liu Yun won!" Zhong Wuji announced loudly on stage.
"What a whirlwind sweeping leaves! Senior Brother Liu is so good!" many young people around shouted loudly.
Next up is the second group of two. Long Xiaofeng saw that none of the people on the field had summoned the spirit gods to participate in the fighting skills, although the fist and foot kung fu was very good, but obviously they did not break through the sitting light realm, and said in his heart: "With the strength of his sitting in the light of the world, I don't have to worry about not being able to get the place of an introductory disciple, even if I am eliminated in the first round, I can enter the wood spirit gate through the challenge later." Thinking of this, my heart gradually calmed down.
Long Xiaofeng didn't expect that he would play in the first game, and when he heard Zhong Wuji's weird tone when he called his name, he couldn't help but glare at him. Zhong Wuji smiled fiercely, and his expression seemed to say: "Stinky boy, wait to be beaten, no one can save you at this moment." Appearing at the same time as Long Xiaofeng was the young man beside him, the young man's name was Ding Sheng, and his face was full of flesh and showed contempt for everything. Anyone who has this kind of aura on his face all day long, without exception, is full of extreme confidence in his own strength, and that is because he has not encountered a real opponent for a long time, and his self-confidence naturally produces an extreme expansion.
"Senior Brother Ding has appeared, the kid surnamed Long must be crippled this time!"
"With the body of the kid surnamed Long, I'm afraid it's not enough for Senior Brother Ding to punch him a few times!"
"Let's see!
"Senior Brother Ding, give this stinky boy a good fist and kick, so that they can know how powerful our Wood Spirit Sect is!"
The young people on the lookers shouted one after another, and the tone of their voice expressed their views without reservation, obviously they had no suspense about the outcome of the current fight, Ding Sheng would crush Long Xiaofeng with his strength, which had no doubt at all.
"Senior Brother Ding summoned the spirit god last year, if he hadn't gone to Langhuan Valley with Venerable Qingye to pick the Bi Spirit Fruit, he would have become a spiritual monk a long time ago, with such strength, among all the spiritual monks in our Mu Lingmen, except for being slightly inferior to Senior Brother Zhong, I am afraid that no one is an opponent. ”
"You're right, this kid surnamed Long deserves to be unlucky, it is estimated that he will not be able to withstand a few punches from Senior Brother Ding, and he will lie on the ground and not be able to get up. I really want to see this kid surnamed Long beaten to his knees on the ground by Senior Brother Ding begging for mercy, that's what is enjoyable!"
The sound of speaking clearly reached Long Xiaofeng's ears, Long Xiaofeng couldn't help but turn around and glance behind him, it was the two people in the same group as him who spoke, one of them had a dark face, his two eyes were spinning like beans, and his face was full of treachery. Long Xiaofeng glanced around, only to see that everyone on the lookers had a gloating smile on their faces, and he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart, he really didn't understand why these people were so hostile to him.
"Is it because I'm an outer disciple?" Long Xiaofeng thought. If the Feng and Fox clans in the Snowy Domain Gate hated him for the sake of profit, and here, he just wanted to become an ordinary disciple in the Wood Spirit Sect, and whose interests did he infringe? Why would these people hate him, he really couldn't understand it. Thinking that since the death of his parents and brother, no matter where he goes, he will not be treated well, and he can't help but feel secretly angry.
At this moment, in the entire Dou Ji Hall, only Ji Wanqing was worried about Long Xiaofeng. "Although Senior Brother Ding has not yet officially started, in terms of strength, he has already been a spiritual cultivator with extremely high cultivation, especially the fierce trick he cultivates, which is an extremely domineering and domineering exercise, Brother Long is only afraid that he will suffer a loss this time, what can I do?" Thinking of this, Ji Wanqing couldn't help but turn her gaze to her sister Ji Shuiyan. Ji Shuiyan's face was very calm, obviously not caring about the competition in the field, and she looked detached.
"If I lose at the hands of this surnamed Ding this time, I am afraid that I will suffer even greater humiliation. In this world, only super strength can win people's respect, and the weak do not even deserve sympathy. Thinking of this, Long Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and decided to fight with all his strength.
Ding Sheng's eyes widened, staring straight at Long Xiaofeng's gaze, which contained a terrifying majesty, and he obviously understood the lethality of his gaze to those who were timid. But this trick obviously didn't work for Long Xiaofeng. Ding Sheng was annoyed and ashamed, and with a tiger roar, the black qi rose on his head, and instantly condensed into the totem of a bear's slap.
Bear paw is a plant with leaves as large as a bear's paw. However, the spirit looked inky black, and the black leaves like a pu fan fluttered and flipped, which showed the ferocious aura of the exercises. Long Xiaofeng saw that the spirit god above Ding Sheng's head was no more than half a foot high, and the blades were only three, and he said in his heart, "There are less than five blades, it seems that this kid's spirit god has not gained mana, so what are you still crossing, Lao Tzu fights with all his might, and he may not lose to you." Immediately, the meridian breath was submerged, and the spirit god was summoned above his head in an instant.
"Haha, what's this kid on his head, it turns out to be a stinky loach!"
"Senior Brother Ding, step on this loach!"
In the midst of everyone's wild screams, laughter and scolding, Ding Sheng's right fist slammed out and smashed into Long Xiaofeng's face like lightning. Long Xiaofeng was blessed by the spirit god, and quickly made an accurate judgment on the punch from Ding Sheng, and after accurately comprehending the strength, direction and back hand of this punch, he had the heart to swing his fist and take his move, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind temporarily, turned around, and avoided it.
The fighting skills of the spirit god are naturally more exciting than the fighting skills without the spirit god, because the spirit god is the condensation of the meridian qi in the body, and once summoned, it can often form a powerful aura, and the aura and the qi veins around the body are intertwined and interconnected. It can be said that once a person is blessed by the spirit god, no matter how strong the opponent is, the strong aura of the spirit god can quickly feel the strength of the opponent's attack, including the direction and distance, and deal with it in advance.
Ding Shenghu roared again and again, his Thunder Fist originally had an extremely strong explosive power, and it was also a powerful aura of the Spirit God, and in less than a moment, he had the upper hand. Long Xiaofeng was forced to retreat, and it seemed that he could only be beaten, and he was powerless to fight back. Ding Sheng saw that Long Xiaofeng was blindly dodging, and he had no resistance to the fists he attacked, so he made one move faster than another, blindly attacking, and did not care about his weaknesses at all.
"Senior Brother Ding, beat him hard, beat this kid flat!"
"Stinky boy, what are you hiding, are you going to hide back in the snowy gate?"
The young onlookers roared even louder, and almost everyone was cheering for Ding Sheng. Long Xiaofeng heard the roar in the hall, and his heart seemed to be holding back a fire, and he urgently needed to vent. He constantly adjusted his breathing, and felt the strength of Ding Sheng's punch through the spirit, and obviously felt that the strength of Ding Sheng's punch was decreasing. Long Xiaofeng was able to avoid a ferocious straight punch from Ding Sheng, and saw that his left fist followed, but the fist power was very weak, and it was completely unconsciously swung out by a kind of inertia.
Long Xiaofeng had accumulated a very strong meridian spiritual power by this time, and finally felt that it was time to explode, as the dantian was hot, a force quickly surged towards his right arm, he roared violently, and took advantage of the situation to swing his right fist. Ding Shengwan didn't expect Long Xiaofeng to punch him, at this moment he had already released all his spiritual power on his right fist, and the left fist he swung out was really not much powerful, seeing Long Xiaofeng suddenly attacked, he was busy withdrawing his hand, but Long Xiaofeng's punch was condensed by the strength of his whole body, how could he easily avoid it.
Only a thud was heard, and Long Xiaofeng's punch not only knocked Ding Sheng's left fist back, but also hit him firmly on his left chest. Ding Sheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards, falling straight to the ground before he landed. Everyone suddenly saw the change, and their hearts were shocked. No one expected that Long Xiaofeng's punch would have such a powerful force, and they were so shocked that they were as dumbfounded as wooden chickens.