Chapter Ninety-Four: On the End of the Sword
Huang Yaoshi didn't stop Hong Qigong from leaving, but looked at Master Yideng and Zhou Dong in the audience.
"Amitabha, a monk, compassion, Brother Huang, the poor monk admits defeat. Seeing Huang Yaoshi looking at him, Master Yideng smiled faintly and directly admitted defeat.
Then seeing that Huang Yaoshi wanted to speak, he turned his head directly to Zhou Tong and said, "Master Zhou, you still come to the stage to learn a thing or two with Brother Huang." ”
"You monk! After Zhou Tong scolded with disdain, he got up directly and walked towards the sword platform with firm steps.
"Brother Zhou, please. After seeing Zhou Tong on stage, a hint of joy appeared in Huang Yaoshi's eyes, and he directly posed for the jade flute sword technique.
"Please!" Zhou Tong didn't talk nonsense, and directly tied up the three-body pose of Xingyi Fist on the spot, and used the "Progress Punch" in Taizu's long fist, which fused the strength of Xingyi Cannon Fist.
"Bang... Boom... Bang..."
The ferocious explosive force exploded from under Zhou Dong's feet, and in a flash, Zhou Dong was already about to bully into Huang Yaoshi's arms.
Huang Yaoshi saw that the jade flute was drawn, the toes were on the ground, and at the same time as he flew backwards, the third style of the jade flute swordsmanship in his right hand, "Jin Sheng Yu Zhen", was used, sealing Zhou Dong's offensive. At the same time, his left hand was put into his sleeve, and his fingers reached the many big points on Zhou Dong's chest.
After Zhou Tong saw it, his move changed smoothly, his right fist was withdrawn, and he used a half-step collapse fist, and his left fist turned into a palm, stroking Huang Yaoshi's right wrist.
Huang Yaoshi was pulled by the qi machine, and the swordsmanship changed again, using the "Xiao Shi Chenglong" in the jade flute swordsmanship, and at the same time, he turned his fingers into advance, and used his magic power to hit Zhou Dong's right leg for three miles.
Just when Huang Yaoshi's finger snap was about to hit Zhou Dong, he saw Zhou Tong's right leg, which was originally kicked, paused abruptly, just avoiding the attack of the finger snap.
But also because of this pause, Zhou Tong's follow-up moves were flawed, and Huang Yaoshi seized the opportunity.
"Fengqu Changming", "Song in the Middle Stream", the two moves were used in succession, Huang Yaoshi used the sound waves emitted by the jade flute, interfering with Zhou Dong's five senses, and at the same time, the sword move hit Zhou Dong's flaws.
A good Zhou Tong, after seeing that the opportunity had been lost, he used the trick of pressing the bottom of the box to protect the golden bell cover, and at the same time regardless of it, he used a trick to worship the Buddha and hit Huang Yaoshi's chest to die.
"When... While... When..."
"Hum... Airplanes... Hum..."
"Smack..."
At this time, Huang Yaoshi's moves were old, and he was too close to dodge Zhou Dong's two-defeated attack.
Therefore, Huang Yaoshi made a desperate bet and used the Qimen Eight Turns, which were not yet very mature, and finally turned his body to the right side of Zhou Tong, avoiding Zhou Dong's frontal attack.
And after hitting Zhou Dong with a sword move, with the help of the rebound force of the golden bell jar, he accelerated the return defense, blocked Zhou Dong's second change of move with a jade flute grid, and hit the right hand of the waist cover door.
At this time, the moves of both sides were all made to the old man, and after their respective breakthroughs were congenital, the protective qi formed was finally broken.
At this moment, Huang Yaoshi, who was flying backwards, instantly hit Zhou Dong's left side of the acupoint, paralyzing the left half of Zhou Dong's body for two breaths.
And Huang Yaoshi also took advantage of the magical steps of Qimen's eight turns, and his body flickered to the right rear of Zhou Dong, and the jade flute pierced the acupoints in Zhou Dong's back heart.
One sword and five falls, hitting Zhou Dong's shoulder well acupoint, Quchi acupoint, Zu Sanli, ring jumping acupoint, sealing Zhou Dong's body qi and blood, before retreating and stopping the attack.
Even though Zhou Tong had achieved subtle control over the muscles of his whole body, as well as the fiery and majestic qi and blood in his body, he was still sealed by Huang Yaoshi's innate Gang Qi for nearly five breaths before he reopened the acupuncture points.
But for this fight, Zhou Tong has already lost. Because of a careless risky attack, as well as some contempt for Huang Yaoshi's magic powers, Huang Yaoshi was finally turned over.
Of course, although Huang Yaoshi won, it was also because Zhou Tong was not familiar with him, and the Qimen Eight Turns at the bottom of the box.
Looking at the jade flute that had broken his hand in half, his swollen wrist, and his right arm, which had been rubbed by the palm wind, and his numb arm, Huang Yaoshi's eyes when he looked at Zhou Tong had changed.
He could feel that if it was a life-and-death fight, the end would be his own death, and the other party would be seriously injured at most.
Because, in the last confrontation before, there was no killing intent in Zhou Dong's moves, let alone the release of that terrifying evil aura.
All this seems to be a long time, but the final showdown, from the beginning to the end, is about five breaths.
Therefore, after Huang Yaoshi saw Zhou Dong open the closed acupoint and his body returned to normal, he walked over, looked at Zhou Dong deeply with his eyes, and said, "You are very strong! Also, thank you for your mercy just now, how about you have a drink later?"
"It's not good wine, I don't drink it. Zhou Tong smiled indifferently and answered.
"Don't worry, twenty years of Wuliangye aging, can you enter?" Huang Yaoshi also laughed and asked rhetorically.
"Gollum ......"
Hearing that it was Wuliangye or twenty years old, Zhou Tong swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and immediately replied: "Get in, get in." You set a time. Otherwise, we'll go now. ”
As he spoke, Zhou Tong's eyes began to glow green, and he asked in a loud voice.
"......" After Huang Yaoshi glanced at Zhou Dong speechlessly, he suddenly laughed out loud, and said in his mouth: "My wine can be in Peach Blossom Island." However, do I know that Lin Daochang must have been aged for 20 years. ”
After finishing speaking, Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Tong both turned to look at Lin Dao at the same time.
"If you want to drink, it's easy. As long as you become one of the Big Dipper, you will have wine to drink. Lin Dao looked at the two of them and nodded.
"Really?"
"Are you full?"
Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Tong asked at the same time.
"Yes. The tube is full. As soon as Lin Dao's right hand flipped, a wine jar appeared, and he stretched out his hand to tear open the seal, and the aroma of wine overflowed in an instant, enveloping the entire peak of Luoyan Peak.
"Gollum ......"
"Gollum ......"
......
"Gollum ......"
Throughout the peak, there was a sound of swallowing saliva, which made Lin Dao and Quan Zhen Qizi laugh.
But in the subsequent competition, because of this additional reward, everyone became serious, and until the last moment, they didn't know who would win.
And among these people, a large number of congenital masters who originally planned to play soy sauce have also emerged.
For example, the wine fighting monk who created the Jiuyang True Sutra, under the temptation of Wuliangye in the past twenty years, after using all his strength, even the original four uniques were defeated and won the first place.
Then, the wine fighting monk ran directly to Lin Dao's side and stared at Lin Dao.
It wasn't until Lin Dao was furious and gave a jar of wine that he replied leisurely on his seat and slowly tasted the wine.
Stimulated by the example of the fighting wine monk, Zhou Dong also broke out in an all-round way, and after hammering Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, the painstaking and bitter Zen of Shaolin Temple, and others who had never fought before, he became the second person to be selected with honor.
Then, it was the recovered Huang Yaoshi, who drove the Qimen Eight Turns and won a place.
Hong Qigong descended the dragon with one hand and eighteen palms with one hand, and beat the dog stick method with the other hand to get a place.
After that, it was Ouyang Feng and Master Yideng who got the quota.
In this way, there are already six places in the master, and only the last one is left, and this Huashan Sword Conference will end successfully.
Unexpectedly, among those new congenital masters, Mei Ruofeng of Jingzhou, suddenly emerged, relying on the recovery ability of the family heirloom god to follow the scriptures, he cut down the painstaking heart and bitter Zen and got the last place.
And Lin Dao did not break his promise, and directly took out thirty jars of twenty-year-old Wuliangye for everyone to drink.
The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect also began to set up tables in the main hall and the square, and began to serve food to everyone.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Lin Dao solemnly announced the second Huashan Sword Conference, which was officially over.
Except for the seven people who had obtained the seven-star quota, the others were sent down the mountain by the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect after drinking.
And the remaining wine fighting monks, Zhou Tong, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, Yideng Master, and Mei Ruofeng were brought back to the sword platform by Lin Dao.
After glancing at the seven people, Lin Dao first handed over a pair of array diagrams and seven thin books to the seven people before he spoke:
"Everyone, I think all of you, except for Mei Ruofeng, who is still unclear, have already understood the true purpose of this Huashan Sword Debate.
So, I'm not going to talk nonsense anymore. This is the formation diagram of the Big Dipper Gathering Yuan Array that you need to learn, as well as the footwork you need to learn. ”
When the seven people began to practice the formation, Lin Dao also began to explain to the disciples that the seven sons of Quanzhen who came back returned to their last feng shui weapons one by one.
At this time, there was less than an hour left before the moon was in the middle of the sky.