In the center of the field, Ling Hu Chong held a sword in his hand and rushed to Lin Pingdao: "Are you really Shen Luo's apprentice?"

Lin Pingzhi didn't know why, and replied: "Naturally!"

Ling Hu Chong smiled again: "Ling Shi's sword technique can be regarded as invincible in the world, but I don't know what about you?"

"Naturally, it is far inferior to the teacher. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lin Pingzhi replied busily, "But it's more than enough to deal with you!" said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Hu Chong didn't think it was angry, "Since this is the case, then lead Your Excellency's high move!"

But it was Linghu Chong who took the lead, only to see him stretch out his arms and make a straight stab, and others only felt that it was ordinary, like a child practicing swords.

At that moment, someone questioned: "The heir of this wind old-timer is not just this little bit of a pound." ”

But Lin Pingzhi on the stage was like a great enemy, staring closely at the stabbing long sword, he only felt that this sword pierced his life, and even blocked all his back roads. He tried to calm himself down, and he remembered how many times he drew his sword every day, and he gripped the hilt of it and swung it out.

Everyone in the audience saw a flash of white light passing by, and the straight stab was actually cut open by a long knife. Linghu Chong was shocked and said: "He actually resisted the breaking knife style." The next moment, I saw him take a few steps back, and the long sword pointed diagonally. At that time, Lin Pingzhi's swing of the knife was sweeping from left to right, and Linghu Chong's sword edge was still about two feet six or seven inches away from his wrist, but Lin Pingzhi's sweeping momentum just sent his wrist to his sword blade. Seeing this, Linghu Chong seized the opportunity, turned his wrist slightly, and the sword blade turned sideways, facing Lin Pingzhi's right hand. Between the lightning and flint, Lin Pingzhi suddenly put the knife into the sheath, and even the sword with the sheath collided with Ling Hu Chong's sword blade, only to hear a click, the binel iron scabbard was broken in response, Lin Pingzhi took out the long knife from the broken sheath, defended as an attack, and slashed at Ling Hu Chong's arm with all his might. The next moment, I saw that Ling Hu Chong's right hand loosened the long sword, and his left hand was lucky, and a stream of Zixia True Qi hit the long sword that fell up and down, and the long sword shot like a meteor to the right side of Lin Pingzhi's body, but this time he wanted to "surround Wei and save Zhao", forcing Lin Pingzhi to change his moves, and sure enough, Lin Pingzhi hurriedly opened the long sword in his chest, and Ling Hu Chong was also safe. The two sides went back and forth, each with its own wins and losses, and soon fought a hundred moves.

Everyone outside the arena had never seen such a fierce fight, and they all feasted their eyes, but no one said anything to ridicule them.

Seeing that the two of them in the field had not won or lost for a long time, he said to the chief of the void road: "Linghu Shaoxia and Lin Shaoxia are both heroes, and their martial arts are also indistinguishable, so it is better to stop here, how about this battle be considered a draw?"

Shen Luo knew that Lin Pingzhi's introductory internal skills were far inferior to Zixia's divine skills, and at this time, he was afraid that he was already at the end of his crossbow, so he hurriedly spoke: "So good!" said and turned his gaze to Lin Pingzhi in the field.

On the field, Lin Ping knew what Shen Luo meant, and quickly stopped the battle. Ling Hu Chong turned to the audience and saw that Yue Buqun also nodded, so he also put his sword into the sheath.

"The apprentice is ashamed of the master and fails to win, please punish the master. As soon as Lin Ping was over, he came to Shen Luo to plead guilty.

"You've done a good job, it's time here, you can go back to Green Bamboo Lane with me" The next moment, Shen Luo suddenly said with a straight face: "Don't call me master in the future, call me Brother Shen!"

Lin Pingzhi was a little stunned at first when he heard this, but it took a while to react, and he nodded with joy on his face.

At this time, the chief of Chongxu Dao, who was only listening, said: "The first game has passed, but I don't know who should come to the second game." ”

The next moment, I could only hear me laugh and say, "Master Fang Zheng, I will ask you for Shaolin Divine Fist, I don't know if it's okay?"

Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, Lao Kung's kung fu has been absurd for a long time, and he is not the opponent of the donor. It's just that the old man desperately wants to stay in power, so he has to take a few old bones to suffer the donor's fists and kicks. ”

At that moment, the two of them didn't say anything more, and took a few steps back to the side. "Big brother be careful!" Shen Luo asked slightly. Let me do it, I also patted my chest and nodded

Everyone knew that the battle was about to start, and they subconsciously took a few steps back to the surroundings and vacated the venue in the hall.

Let me do it: "Master Abbot, please." "Swing your sleeves and clench your fists as a salute. Fang Zheng returned the salute and said, "Donor, please make a move first." Let me do it: "The envoy is the authentic kung fu of the Sun and Moon Sect, and the master is the authentic martial arts of the Shaolin School." Let's be authentic to authentic, this one was supposed to fight. ”

When everyone heard this, many people disagreed, and said in their hearts: "What kind of authentic demon sect is bullshit." ”

Fang Zheng nodded with a smile, and the next moment, Qingpiao slapped a palm and shouted, "Ren donor, please take over." This palm move is ordinary, but halfway through the palm, it suddenly shook slightly, and one palm turned into two palms, two palms became four palms, and four palms became eight palms.

Ren Wuxing blurted out: "A thousand hands are like palms!" Knowing that it only took a moment to delay, he turned eight palms into sixteen palms, and then transformed into thirty-two palms, and immediately slapped out a palm and attacked Fang Zheng's right shoulder. Fang Zheng's left palm pierced out from the bottom of his right palm, still shaking slightly, and the palm shadow of one to two and two to four flew. Ren Xing jumped up and returned two palms.

Shen Luo stared closely at the two in the midfield, wanting to use their superb palms to perfect a few loose moves. , He looked closely, but saw that Master Fang Zheng's palm technique was unpredictable, and every palm was struck, and in the middle of the time, it had become several directions, and the palm technique was so fantastic that it had never been seen in his life. The palm of any of my lines is very simple, out of the palm of the palm, it seems to be quite suffocating and stiff, but no matter how unpredictable the palm of the evidence, when the palm of any line is delivered, he will change his moves, look at it for a while, only to see that the palm of the line is suddenly flat and flat, the master of the square certificate retreats three steps in a row, everyone may think that the defeat of the founder has been decided, and then they see the master of the square sign left palm draw a few circles, the right palm is sharply patted, the upper and lower pats, the left and the right pat, a few shots, let me take a step back, let me take a step back, and then take a few beats, let me take a step back.

At this time, hundreds of pairs of eyes outside the arena were all looking at Master Fang Zheng and the palm technique of letting me go, and they were all amazed in their hearts. Yue Buqun thought to himself: "Fortunately, this Ren Xing has picked up Master Fang Zheng, otherwise his seemingly clumsy and ingenious palm technique, if he is against the Chongxu Dao Chief, but he doesn't know how to fight for what year and month, but he doesn't know how to deal with it." ”

Xiang Wentian thought: "The Shaolin faction's martial arts have been famous for thousands of years, and it is really extraordinary. Although Master Fang Zheng's 'Thousand Hands Like Palm' palm technique is complicated, his skills are not scattered, it is really difficult. If I am taught to meet it, I have to work hard with him, and the palm technique is better than his. In the hearts of everyone present Hengshan Moda, Hengshan Dingyi and others, they also confirmed their own martial arts with their own martial arts.

After fighting for a long time, I gradually realized that Master Fang Zheng's palm technique was a little slow, and I was secretly happy in my heart: "Although your palm technique is wonderful, after all, you are old and difficult to last." Immediately attacked a few palms, and when he reached the fourth palm, he suddenly felt that his right arm was slightly numb when he closed his palm, and the internal force was running, not very comfortable, and he couldn't help but be surprised, knowing that this was the interference of his own internal force, and thought: "The internal strength of the Yijin Sutra practiced by this old monk is so powerful, and the palm power has not intersected with my palm power, but it has restrained my internal force." Knowing that if the fight continues, the other party's deep internal force will come out, and he must be at a disadvantage, seeing that Master Fang Zheng's left palm was slapped, he shouted, and his left palm quickly and incoherently greeted, and with a bang, his palms intersected, and the two of them each took a step back.

The next moment, let me do it, I only felt that although the other party's internal force was soft, it was extremely strong, and I used the "Star Absorbing Dafa", but I couldn't absorb the slightest internal force from him, and I was even more surprised in my heart. Master Fang Zheng said, "Good, good!" followed by the right palm. Let me go, and then put out my right palm to intersect with it. The two of them shook their bodies, let me go, but felt that the qi and blood in their whole bodies were shaking, and they immediately took two steps back. Master Fang Zheng seized the opportunity and deceived himself to attack.

I saw that Ren Wuxing hurriedly turned sideways, but instead of blocking the frame with his backhand, he turned his palm over, grabbed Master Fang Zheng's "Jizhong Acupoint" with one hand, followed by a finger of his right hand, and hit him in the heart. Master Fang Zheng's body went limp, and he fell to the ground. Everyone was shocked, shouted one after another, and hugged them together.

Everyone helped Master Fang Zheng to get off the field, and soon a few Shaolin monks with white hair came out of the temple to treat Fang Zheng's injuries.

At this time, Chong Xudao said: "This second game should be won by the Sect Master." After a pause, he turned to Shen Luo and said, "The third game will be played by Poor Dao and Your Excellency." ”

Shen Luo nodded.