Looking at the picture of the martial arts platform, the people who watched the three seats were nervous and expectant.

Mu Chengfeng, as one of the favorite champions of Su Wuling in this year's Fu Festival, is naturally undoubted in strength. Compared with the remnants of the Heaven Replenishing Sect, it is even faintly higher.

Coupled with the noble status of the little prince, Zhuo Buqun, who is in the alliance and the same door, will naturally not point the blade at him, if there is no unexpected rise of unknown mediocrity, Mu Chengfeng has a ninety percent chance of becoming the final winner of the Fu Festival.

But Su Hanshan is the unpredictable variable.

He painted all the Taoist talismans in one night, proving to the world that he was not weaker than Feng Qiwu's cultivation talent.

Fang Cai and Kunlun Nu Aman won or lost in one move, and showed the amount of true qi comparable to the cultivation of the Martial Dao Quadruple Realm...... The return of the Nine Emperor Princes has only been more than a month, and it has brought too many miracles to Tiandu, and people are looking forward to how far Su Hanshan, known as the Zen son, can go.

So this kind of waiting, tormenting but extremely worthwhile......

At first, many of the Heaven Mending Sect disciples, including Yu Baijiang, thought that it was unwise for Senior Brother Su to choose the battle method of competing with Mu Chengfeng for True Qi, and even Zhuo Buqun and the eldest prince Su Xie Yu thought the same.

The reason is simple.

Mu Chengfeng is older, his cultivation is earlier, and the amount of true qi is stronger. What's more, in the battle with Aman, Su Hanshan has already been consumed, even if he has the same cultivation of the Martial Arts Quadruple Realm, the state before the fight has also fallen behind.

In this way, the true qi in the body will be the first to dry up.

Rao is a move that cannot be cultivated more purely, and without the support of true qi, its power will be greatly reduced.

At that time, I am afraid that I will really be defeated without a fight.

Who would have thought that after a long time of the two of them being really angry, Su Hanshan did not show the slightest sign of falling into the disadvantage!

A lot of people don't understand why.

Old man Huang Mei, Li Tianxia and others naturally knew why.

Several big figures such as Li Guochu, the unfathomable Taishi who pronounced Xi Xiu's proclamation, and Gu Xidao, the general, can also see the reason.

As for Su Hanshan, it is even clearer.

Not to mention that the Taixuan Sutra, the supreme spiritual method of Buddhism that he has practiced since he was a child, can produce true qi endlessly, even the amount of true qi stored in his body at this moment is far above the samadhi realm.

It is true that he has returned to the north for more than a month, and it is true that the time for practicing the Daomen painting talisman is extremely short, but the cultivation of the Taixuan Sutra is as early as learning to eat and drink alone.

It's been about thirteen years.

As Huang Mei's predecessors and teachers said, he is a treasure in his body. If you can learn to use these strong true qi, it is not uncommon for your cultivation realm to increase dramatically day by day.

That's probably what it means......

So he was not afraid.

Because Mu Chengfeng, who was too worried, chose to choose, and finally chose a battle method that suited him best.

Mu Chengfeng naturally didn't know.

I was thinking of testing whether Su Hanshan had cultivated the secret technique of temporarily increasing the amount of true qi, but as time passed, instead of noticing that the opponent's successor was unable to reveal his defeat, he felt tired.

The collision of true qi was like light flowing from all over his body, staring at Su Hanshan's calm and normal eyes, Mu Chengfeng felt a touch of fear in his heart.

"How so?"

The more and more unbelievable, he was extremely unwilling, and even more unwilling to believe it.

Ten thousand steps back, even if Su Hanshan had practiced the superior mental method in the Southern Dynasty as early as the Southern Dynasty, he would never have practiced longer than himself, how could he have such a strong true qi?

As if it won't run out!

Unconsciously, Mu Chengfeng's sword eyebrows were deeply locked, he knew that if he continued to consume like this, he was afraid that he would fall on his knees on the martial arts platform with weak legs and no longer have combat effectiveness, he had always been proud, and he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Even if he was dissatisfied, he still had to take the lead in withdrawing his true qi.

To win!

On the martial arts platform, Mu Chengfeng's feet sank into the hard stone surface, and he began to bend his knees gently.

Bending the knee is to build up strength, and building up is to retreat. So he kicked under his feet, pushed Su Hanshan out a few steps, and used his strength to volley over several heels, and then landed heavily on the edge of the martial arts platform, sliding a few meters away.

A circle of true qi ripples that had time to converge in the future rippled from the very beginning of the collision.

Blowing up the robes and sideburns of the two.

Mu Chengfeng's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he looked at Su Hanshan viciously and squinted.

Su Hanshan, who took a few steps back, was in a state of burning battle spirit, and after stopping his figure, he jumped up again.

The two meet again.

The metallic sound of a sword strike rang out.

Then separated.

There is no backing, and they all attack the weakest position of the opponent with the sharpest blade.

In an instant, the two swords intersected dozens of times. The sound of sword touches around the martial arts platform was dense and endless, like a continuous melody, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse was impassioned.

In an instant, the two figures suddenly separated again, and each fell on the two corners of the edge of the martial arts platform. The two of them had obviously stopped, but the sword wind and true qi around them still did not stop.

Mu Chengfeng's breathing fluctuated, and his complexion was also a little red, like a symptom of qi and blood upsurge.

He looked at Su Hanshan and said, "It seems that it's not just me, Your Highness's strength has successfully concealed everyone." ”

Su Hanshan knew what the other party was referring to, and said: "The monks don't speak, although I am not a disciple of the Buddha family, I don't deliberately want to hide anything from everyone. ”

Mu Chengfeng sneered: "How to explain the amount of true qi in the Martial Dao Quadruple Realm? ”

Su Hanshan said seriously: "Now I still say this. In the fifteenth year of the Southern Dynasty, no one taught me to practice. If you want to ask me about the true qi in my body, I can only say that I have read some books. ”

In order to cure the disease and survive, many great monks in the Southern Dynasty Chankong Temple joined hands with the master to use seventeen Buddha bone prayer beads to form a formation in the sea of eyebrows and hearts to conceive the original god for him. And the key to the operation of the formation is the Buddhist Taixuan Sutra.

He really wanted to live and cherished his life, so from the time he was able to speak and write, he came into contact with this supreme mind of Buddhism.

Before he met Huang Mei's senior, he didn't know that the Taixuan Sutra that he had practiced for more than ten years had accumulated too much true qi in his body and could not release it.

He doesn't know how to use it.

So in my opinion, it wasn't a practice, at most I read a book that was different.

Mu Chengfeng sneered again, his smile mixed with hatred: "It really deserves to be a Zen son of the Southern Dynasty, with sharp teeth." ”

Su Hanshan said: "That's because what I said makes sense. You should know that not everyone with sharp teeth can become a Zen person. ”

Mu Chengfeng pointed and crossed the sword body: "Your Highness should understand that the victory or defeat of the martial arts platform does not depend on anyone's words. ”

Mu Chengfeng's fingertips brushed the sword body and woke up a talisman.

He sighed, "Frost." ”

The silver rune on the sword body was wiped away, and the lines and lines floated up to the top of the arena like elves, and then reorganized and grew wildly.

The rune was like a mark, hovering above Su Han Mountain's head, scattering dazzling and compelling silver light, as if a silver wall had been built, enveloping the entire martial arts platform.

In the silver light, there was a heavy frost falling.

The already cold winter has become even colder.

The frost fell between the green shirt and his hair, and Su Hanshan found in a trance that his limbs seemed to be beginning to freeze and stiffen.