Chapter 142: Lu Yu VS Wang Wenhe
"Stop! you won......"
A flat voice sounded, and Lu Yu's Rongyuan palm also stopped, because a middle-aged man in a purple shirt suddenly appeared beside him and held his palm that could definitely kill Lu Sifeng.
"Hey, hey, hey...... Hahaha!"
Looking at the palm that stopped in front of his head, Lu Sifeng, who was staggering, raised his head and laughed, the killing intent in his eyes did not diminish at all, and immediately launched the family secret method-
Boom Boom Boom ......
Several bowstring sounds erupted from top to bottom of his body in an instant, and while he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, he also suppressed the constantly vibrating force in his body, ignoring the middle-aged man next to Lu Yu, and kicked it over!
Nine Styles of Moving Mountains, Seventh Style——
Split the ground and pierce the clouds!
Lu Yu, who was already about to stop, shrank his pupils, and just wanted to make a move-
The middle-aged man who was holding his right wrist still grabbed Lu Yu's hand and didn't let go, but used his other hand to block Lu Sifeng's kick, and Lu Yu, who couldn't advance or retreat, saw clearly -
This person didn't intend to stop at all, his hand and Lu Sifeng's foot were staggered!
At the moment of life and death, Lu Yu's body suddenly appeared dense, finger-thick electric light, the middle-aged man only felt numb, and then he saw Lu Yu open his mouth-
"Bah!!!!!"
A roar resounded throughout this world, and most of the disciples under the fighting platform were all swaying with golden flowers in their eyes, and only the disciples who had cultivated above the mid-congenital stage resisted, and fortunately, Lu Yu sent out this lion king roar, which was sent diagonally towards the sky, otherwise it would affect the disciples watching the battle below, I am afraid that they will not be as simple as having golden flowers in their eyes and staggering!
"Bold!"
The middle-aged man slowly fell from the air, holding Lu Sifeng who had passed out with his right hand, staring at Lu Yu with extremely cold eyes, the real human realm was full of momentum, and said, "I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"
Fortunately, he was relieved just now and stopped it, otherwise he would have had to collect the corpse of this kid in the clan. You must know that this dead fat man is the most beloved great-grandson of the ancestor, if he dies here-
Lu Tianhe really didn't know how to explain to his ancestors after he went back!
Facing the momentum oppression of the real human realm, Lu Yu, whose body was shaking, couldn't open his mouth, and the muscles and muscles of his body crackled, but he still stood stubbornly!
Suddenly, Lu Yu felt light, and then a familiar and pleasant voice came from his ears-
"Huh...... Lu Tianhe, if you have itchy hands, I'll fight you?" A slender figure fell from the sky, a pair of beautiful crescent eyes with mockery in their eyes, "Shoot at a junior, tsk!
"Humph!"
Lu Tianhe, who knew that he was wrong, did not entangle anymore, but hurried down the mountain with Lu Sifeng in his arms, and if he didn't heal his injuries, the kid in his arms would be wasted. And Lu Churan fell on the stage, patted Lu Yu's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yes, I have a little bit of style back then, and I did a good job!
"......" Lu Yu was speechless.
Just now, he even used the sword move he created, the Kong Yuan Slash, but unfortunately he didn't have the vitality in his body at this time, and he couldn't burst out the true power of this Kong Yuan Slash, otherwise, that Lu Sifeng just now would definitely not be able to stop his sword!
With the end of this battle, the top ten new disciples of the Wuji Dao Sect also had results, Lu Yu, who was standing on the battle platform, looked at the others, but saw that Lu Fengnian, Huangfu Yong and Wang Wenhe were also among them, and when they saw Lu Yu's gaze, these three people also smiled and nodded with him, which was regarded as a hello!
More than two months ago, they fought side by side and were friends with each other.
Although Lu Fengnian is also a member of the Lu family in Yangping Town, although he and Lu Sifeng are from the same sect, they are not in the same vein, and they will not have a bad relationship with Lu Yu because of this.
Next, it's time for the top 10 rankings.
In the first round, Lu Yu met a disciple who had also been enlightened with divine will, but the other party was not as good as Lu Sifeng, and he easily won. In the second round, the winner will play for the top five, while the loser will play for the top 10 from the fifth place onwards.
"The first battle, Lu Yu vs. Huangfu Yong!"
Each of the top five qualifying battles will go through five matchups, and the ranking will be determined by the number of wins. The first draw of lots determines the order of appearance, the first is another male disciple against the only female disciple in the top five, and the second is a duel between Lu Yu and Wang Wenhe, who is the strongest in this new class of disciples.
In the first duel, the female disciple won.
Immediately after, the second game began-
"You are very strong, but unfortunately your cultivation has not recovered yet......"
Standing on the fighting platform, Wang Wenhe, who was staring at Lu Yu, had a look of pity, but the edge in his eyes was gradually revealed, and the spear on his back also trembled slightly, making a soft groan.
"Qingcheng Wang Wenhe, please advise!"
"Quanzhou Lu Yu, you're welcome......"
Wang Wenhe is not polite, his figure flashed, and he shot first!
A palm arrived in front of the other party in an instant, but he felt as if he had fallen into some whirlpool in this palm, but he saw Lu Yu's right hand coming first, one by one-
Tai Chi Momentum!
With this palm, he involuntarily slid to the side, and almost passed by the side of Lu Yu's right face, and fell into the air!
"This is Tai Chi?
Wang Wenhe is no stranger to the "Nine Styles of Tai Chi" created by Lu Yu, and has been practicing for several months, but he has not understood some of the tricks and has been at the level of the first glimpse of the doorway. At this time, after personally feeling this set of boxing techniques, a kind of realization floated in his heart-
Tai Chi focuses more on the use of the body and strength, unlike True Qi, which focuses more on the explosion of internal Qi.
Finally seized the opportunity, Wang Wenhe's right fist wrapped in anger slammed in, but Lu Yu, who was unavoidable, still slapped his right elbow with a backhand, and this punch was immediately cut off by the waist-
Lu Yu followed with his left hand and grabbed his right fist, pressing and pushing it!
Wang Wenhe took several steps back, just now the other party stopped, pressed, and pushed, and at least fifty percent of his punch was actually hit by a backhand!
"It seems ......"
The qi in his body drummed up, and the momentum in his body suddenly rose, Wang Wenhe finally stopped hiding his strength, and his speed doubled again in an instant!
Bang!
A burst of qi splashed everywhere, and Lu Yu's Tai Chi momentum finally couldn't bear it, and he crashed and scattered, and his body retreated violently!
A figure flashed in front of him, and Lu Yu's sword drawing technique fell short, but there was a palpitating sound of breaking the air behind him, and he didn't want to-
Draw the sword technique, and the second stage explodes!
The heavy sword that was slashed out suddenly folded back, facing the opponent's inevitable punch!
The pupils in Lu Yu's eyes shrank, and this Wang Wenhe actually turned his fist into a palm and grabbed the heavy sword he had chopped out with his bare hands! In the small exclamation from the audience, the two of them blasted out with their left hands at the same time, and finally struck each other head-on-
Boom!
In the extremely dull fist and palm exchange, his body retreated violently, and Wang Wenhe actually only took three steps back!
What a powerful fist! I didn't expect that my Rong Yuan palm actually failed to please him, Lu Yu narrowed his eyes, and the young man who reached out to hold the spear behind him on the opposite side rose with an extremely strong gun intent——
"One move to decide the winner?"
"Okay—"