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Song Daoming's eyes were always fixed on Jin Hengqi's body.Immediately, he waved his left hand.An eight-palace hexagram plate swept out from under his sleeve.At the same time, he covered the palm of his right hand.Eighteen copper coins were arranged on the eight-palace plate to form a six-line diagram composed of eighteen points.Song Daoming gently shook the hexagram plate.Eighteen copper coins were instantly superimposed into one.Immediately, Song Daoming's right hand three fingers of the index, middle, and no three fingers quickly rhythmized.Three gold needles drilled out of the fingers.Fiercely passed through the holes of the eighteen copper coins.Inserted on the hexagram plate.

Three-needle destiny.

This is Song Daoming's three-needle destiny technique.

After setting the fate of the three injections, Song Daoming slowly withdrew the Bagong hexagram plate under his sleeve, and then walked towards Jin Hengqi on the high platform step by step.

Looking at Song Daoming walking slowly, the corners of Jin Hengqi's eyes twitched slightly, and he turned to the black tiger and said:

"Stop him."

The sturdy black tiger finally heard Jin Hengqi's instructions, raised his fist, shrugged his shoulders, and slowly walked down the steps towards Song Daoming.

An old man and a young man met halfway through.

"Old Taoist, at your age, I don't want to dismantle your skeleton, lest I lose face in the future. The black tiger looked at Song Daoming with disdain.

Song Daoming still looked at the black tiger as calmly as a mirror.The black tiger's expression suddenly became very uncomfortable.But soon.He shook both hands.He still made a move.

The black tiger really should be a tiger in the mountains, or rather, a rampaging black bear, he suddenly roared, burst down from the steps, and rushed to Song Daoming's ribs is a fierce kick.

But then, a very comical scene happened.

The black tiger that should have been kicked in Song Daoming's chest.Just a second before he was about to kick Song Daoming.His other foot that was supported on the ground suddenly stepped on the middle of a puddle of rainwater.The soles of his feet slipped down.The whole person was unstable.His pagoda-like body.He actually leaned back.Fell heavily on the ground.His back hit the steps heavily.The water splashed.Extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, my eyelids twitched slightly.

I, who had dealt with Song Daoming at the beginning, naturally knew how terrible Song Daoming's three-shot fate was.

This is a strange causal law weapon that takes advantage of the chaos effect, although it only has a local scope, but it is very terrifying. Song Daoming's eight-palace hexagram can be regarded as a strange supercomputer, which can calculate some subtle factors in the surrounding environment, and Song Daoming's three-needle destiny is a special spell that partially violates the law of cause and effect.

I once heard someone say that Zhou Yi developed from the primary system of the Tao of origin to the binary system of yin and yang five elements, which itself is a kind of algorithm that combines the unibase and binary system of the universe.

Stephen Wolfram, author of Newton's New Science of the 21st century, once proposed that the universe itself can be seen as a giant cellular automata, a giant computer, and that some of the natural philosophy is nothing more than a computational process.

Perhaps, this kind of calculation is applied to the gossip, and it happens to have the means to temporarily change the law of cause and effect.

Of course, this means needs to be at the cost of longevity.

This is like a kind of time curvature that moves like the curvature of space, when a person's causal law is broken in a short period of time, it is very likely that the butterfly effect will change the long future, so in order to balance the distant future, it is necessary to shorten the life of the fortune teller, and to compensate for this asymmetry in time.

Taking advantage of the moment when the black tiger slipped and fell to the ground, Song Daoming suddenly made a move.The thin and sharp and swift old hand quickly hit the Baihui acupoint at the intersection of the middle line of the top of the black tiger's head and the connection line between the two eartips.It was like hitting a walnut.Just a casual knock.The black tiger's eyes suddenly froze.Just when he wanted to stand up, his neck was crooked.There was no reaction.Obviously he fell into a coma.

With just one shot, he knocked the burly and majestic black tiger into a coma.

Such a ruthless and accurate technique can only be said to be with the help of a three-needle destiny technique, otherwise with the body of a black tiger, it is impossible to be subdued so easily no matter what.

Easily subdued the black tiger.Song Daoming continued to step on the stairs as if there was no hindrance.Step by step towards Jin Hengqi.

Jin Hengqi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was still not flustered at all, just looking at Song Daoming quietly.

Song Daoming gently recited the Buddha of Amitayus, and finally stood in front of Jin Hengqi.

Two men who are more than half a century old stand opposite each other like this, in the wind and rain.

The moment the eyes met, the sky was thunderstorming like a forest.

Suddenly, Song Daoming made a move.

The rain curtain was pierced by a withered yellow but strong old hand, it was a tightly clenched fist, the five fingers were curled inward, the fist was hollow, the fist was so fast, that the rain in the air formed a sonic boom of mist around the withered yellow fist.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

It's just that in the next moment, a hand with a white jade-like sleek palm flew in the air, like an iron wall, the palm pattern on the palm was clearly visible, the palm volley changed, the five fingers slowly closed, and turned into a basket.

A fist and a palm, volley.

At the junction of the fists and palms, the wavy water ripples burst out, and the little broken rain turned into a mist in the sky.

The old man is like a dragon turtle, a whale swallows thousands of miles, a strong man is like a lion, and he is like a man.

The two figures leaned towards each other.Song Daoming's green robe unfolded in the wind.The wide sleeves slowly trembled against the arm outlined by the rain.Like a moth caught in a spider's web.

Jin Hengqi also stood quietly, his body did not retreat a bit, his face was calm and calm, his left hand firmly grasped Song Daoming's right fist, while his right hand was still behind his back, grasping the balloon metal wire in his hand, and his breath was calm.

Breathe without any confusion.

The eyes of the two looked at each other in the rain, and Jin Hengqi did not say a word.

Judging from this short fight, I know that Jin Hengqi's skills are not simple, this man is actually a practitioner, and he is not even inferior to Song Daoming.

Since the last time in the Miaoguang Pagoda, Song Daoming's body has not fully recovered, and he is old after all, and Jin Hengqi is at the peak of his prime.

The fist was still in Jin Hengqi's hand.Song Daoming's steps changed in time.The left foot was raised.The knee was raised high.When it reached an objective height.The arc-shaped knee hit the hip joint on the left inner side of Jin Hengqi's thigh like a sharp cone.

The hip joint is one of the most important parts of the human body.