Chapter Seventy-One: The Duck Sits and the Mask

Wang Bodang solemnly looked at the turquoise blade pillar in the field, although he couldn't see Zhao Long inside the pillar, he could still sense the powerful internal strength fluctuation coming from the pillar, it was a more refined internal strength fluctuation than him.

Wang Bodang knew from the beginning that Zhao Long's strength would not be lower than his own, but out of the confidence of a martial artist, he always refused to believe that he was inferior to anyone. Even if Lin Fenghuo used the "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire" in the last game, it can make all physical qualities soar to the realm of chivalry in a short time. In the face of such an opponent, Wang Bodang still thinks that he has the power to fight, after all, who doesn't have a few stunts to press the bottom of the box?

It's just that because of Zhao Long's ability to control his own internal strength, he far surpasses the martial artists of the same level. Wang Bodang has never been able to accurately sense the real fluctuations of the other party's internal strength, so he cannot determine the level of his internal strength.

The so-called induction of internal strength fluctuations is the most obvious application of "true meaning" for martial artists who have reached the realm of Mang.

The martial artists in the realm of Mang, unlike the martial artists of the Qi Realm, who only use their internal strength superficially, nor like the martial artists of the realm of potential, who have just established their own internal strength system, the martial artists of the realm of Mangzhi have formed a complete internal strength system in their bodies.

After reaching the realm of Mang, the next step is to use the internal strength exercises, understand the rules of heaven and earth, and use the power of heaven and earth to understand their own "true meaning of martial arts".

The "true meaning" here is not related to the level of internal strength cultivation, but a level of perception.

It can be an epiphany. Like Lin Fenghuo, not long after entering the realm of Mang, he found his true meaning of martial arts. Although it was only a superficial surface, the next road, Lin Fenghuo was much easier to walk than a martial artist who was also in the realm of Mang. As long as you continue to improve your internal strength and cultivation and reach the peak level, you can take advantage of an opportunity to cross that threshold.

It can also be based on the accumulation of cultivation over time, which is also the route taken by most people. Like Zhao Long, he steadily raised his cultivation to the peak of the realm of mang, and then with the help of condensing mang, he found his true meaning of martial arts, and finally took advantage of an opportunity to enter the realm of chivalry.

And sensing the fluctuation of internal strength is a method for martial artists in the realm of Mang, using the rules of perception of heaven and earth, to judge the internal strength of others as a whole from the fluctuation of the opponent's internal strength.

Among the twelve masters of this martial arts competition, Wang Bodang, Zhang Yanyan, and Zhao Long have all reached the cultivation of martial artists in the realm of Mang. Therefore, among these twelve people, who can know themselves and each other, it is these three people.

This is also why, when Zhao Long used it and the Qinglian Hundred Flowers were buried, Wang Bodang and Zhang Yanyan would be shocked by Zhao Long's cultivation. Both of them thought that the three of them were in the realm of Mang, but they never thought that Zhao Long was slightly higher than them.

I saw that at this time, the turquoise blue pillar was re-transformed into blade fragments, and Zhao Long inside also stepped out slowly, compared to before, the young man in the cloth was still wearing a hat, but it was no longer pressed very low, but most of his face was exposed.

"Wow, this boy didn't expect to be so young? Is he sixteen?"

"This boy is so handsome! It's just a little too cold. A young woman in her twenties whispered.

"What's the use of being handsome......? This young man is not short, and he can't tell that he is a teenager with a hat, and it seems that he is not even fourteen. A stout man said at the top of his voice.

"It's certainly not sixteen, and as for fourteen, I don't dare to say. I was still wondering just now, where did the strong man in our village come from such a master? I see, eighty percent of him is not a strong man!" The audience is speculating more and more about Zhao Long.

Zhao Long walked to Li Xintian a foot away, looked at Li Xintian, who was sitting on the ground like a duck, and asked softly, "See?"

Li Xintian nodded and said, "Brother Zhao, the world is invincible!" As he spoke, Li Xintian raised his left hand and signaled Zhao Yunming to give up the game.

Zhao Long smiled and said, "Don't worry, you want to see it, and I want to see it." ”

Before the words fell, a blade slashed out of Zhao Long's sleeve and shot straight at Li Xintian's eyebrows.

Li Xintian was already at the end of his crossbow, and besides, he was still sitting on the ground, so how could he dodge this unexpected blow? He had to turn his head sideways and try to avoid the vital point.

Under Zhao Long's control, the blade changed its trajectory in mid-air, clinging to Li Xintian's eyes.

The next moment, Li Xintian's gray-black mask cracked through it......

I saw a pretty girl's face unfolded in front of the world, and the first thing that caught my eye was the big smart eyes. The slender eyelashes, which are not curved and upturned, are the most innocent beauty of the girl!

In addition to those big eyes, the most eye-catching thing is that the girl's fair left and right cheeks are smeared with three black ink stains.

Li Xintian reacted from the shock of Fang Cai's blow, pouted angrily, and thought to himself, he said that he would admit defeat and fight? Sure enough, as Brother Cheng Qian said, there are few good things for men in the world, and they love to deceive people!

Li Xintian has always used a mask to show people, but the incident happened suddenly, and he forgot for a while that he didn't wear a mask now. The girl's delicate appearance suddenly stunned Zhao Long on the stage.

The girl also noticed that Zhao Long was looking at her blankly. Li Xintian snorted, stood up from the ground, nodded to Zhao Yunming, and said, "Grandpa Zhao, I lost." With that, he turned his head and walked off the stage.

The audience also followed suit:

"I didn't expect that girl to be younger!"

"Yes, at such a young age, but with such a powerful stunt!

"I don't know how good it is when she grows up, but I know that this female doll must be a beauty when she grows up!"

"What do you want? You see that your head is bald, like a boiled egg, I see you, I want to gnaw your head, do you still want to be a big beauty?"

"Hey, you two don't fight here, you two have to fight on stage!"

"Sun thief! How do you want to drop? Do you dare to go on stage? What's wrong with baldness? You're blind, don't I still have a few hairs! Do you understand this called lines? I just like such simple and bright lines! Let me tell you, beautiful women love lines!"

......

Zhao Long watched Li Xintian walk to the stage, then shook his head with a smile and followed suit.

In fact, Zhao Long, who is just now, is also a brain fever. After all, Zhao Long is only a twelve-year-old boy, no matter how mature his heart is, being put on the table so clearly by Li Xintian not only exposes the strength of the realm, but also exposes the stunt at the bottom of the box. It really made the boy depressed, so he wanted to get back a little bit.

In Zhao Long's concept, only ugly women and handsome men will hide it. This is the concept instilled in him by the elders in the family.

So Zhao Long wanted Li Xintian to show his true face, just to embarrass the girl. Moreover, he was also very curious about what this girl, who had always been eccentric, looked like.

Thinking of this, Zhao Long couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's obvious that such a beautiful girl deliberately blackened herself and wore a mask, what a weirdo!"

With that, he put the hat back on and pressed it down again, covering most of his face in the shadow of the hat.

(Say a few words, not count the words.)

In fact, there are many readers who have already guessed it. Our Li Xintian beauty is actually not black.

As early as the first time I saw Yi Xifeng, Yi Xifeng had already discovered something, or hinted at it.

What are the specific hints, if you are interested, you can find them yourself, please leave a message in the comment area to tell me.

In addition, this chapter is also a very important chapter, laying the groundwork for the future relationship between the characters.

Well, it's already obvious!

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