Chapter Fifty-Eight: The White Ape Roars at the First Sun

"In this round, Yi'er was defeated!"

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

“......”

Slowly opened the teacup, Liu Jingfeng squinted his eyes, and gently blew into the teacup, when the wind rose, the teacup opened a circle of delicate waves. After a long www.biquge.info of pen & fun & pavilion, the sword master got up and walked to the window, smiling: "From beginning to end, Qu Haoran didn't make a move, but Yi'er changed his moves twice, and both times failed...... In this round, Qu Haoran did win!"

"Then in the eyes of Brother Shocking Wind, who can have the last laugh in this battle?"

After staring at the fierce fight in the ring for a long time, Liu Jingfeng smiled and turned around and walked towards the seat, "In this game, Yi'er has a bigger chance of winning!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"You forgot, he's a swordsman!"

......

"Bang!"

Another punch passed, hitting Qu Haoran's shoulder, Liu Chen frowned, and softly withdrew his already numb fists...... I don't know if his attack has caused damage to Qu Haoran, but every time he makes a move, he feels that he is completely hit on a ball of cotton, Qu Haoran's body is so soft as if there are no joints, not only that, but the strength that comes back from wherever the fist goes is shocking Liu Chen's heart and his whole body is uncomfortable......

"Tsk, do you see!" Above the clouds, Beigong Yu shook his head while drinking and chuckled at Liu Bai beside him: "What a good borrowing force, from beginning to end, Qu Haoran, this kid didn't make a little effort, he completely used Liu Chen's power to attack Liu Chen, this Tai Chi way is really wonderful!"

"Yi'er is still too axis, if I were him, I would change the way of attack, and the victory or defeat would be decided!"

"How?"

"In the entire Eastern Continent, except for Yunyang himself, I'm afraid that no one can understand the way of Tai Chi better than the old man, if you want to crack the soft and rigid of Tai Chi, it is difficult to say, easy to say!" Liu Bai drooped his eyes, from beginning to end, his eyes never moved away from Liu Chen, "The world's martial arts, invincible, only fast and unbreakable! If you want to crack Taijiquan, you have to use the fastest sword, only one sword, Qu Haoran can't carry it!"

"Which sword?"

"Autumn is strong!"

"Hehe!" Beigong Yu put down the wine jug, sneered noncommittally, and did not refute Liu Bai's words, but just told a fact to himself, "You can defeat Yunyang with autumn intensity, that is an example, the biggest problem now is that Liu Chen will not have autumn intensity!"

“......”

"I haven't seen the late maple in the Tibetan Soldier Valley, how can any swordsman truly blend the autumn mood?"

......

"Tai Chi is really exquisite!"

Retreating to the corner of the ring, Liu Chen kept moving his slightly sour arms, his face was solemn, and he glanced at Qu Haoran deeply......

"The getaway is indeed ethereal!"

Gently dusting off the wrinkles on his robe, Qu Haoran smiled slightly, his forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, Liu Chen's offensive was too fierce, even if he could easily parry, it was too hard to work......

"I'll make three more moves, after three moves, you are undefeated, I admit defeat!"

"Your Majesty, please make a move!"

Liu Chen's words of three moves surprised all the audience present, and people whispered, they were a little unsure of Liu Chen's thoughts, you know, in the history of Great Xia, there has never been a defeat of King Canglan at the Qionglin banquet, if Liu Chen really admits defeat, then ......

Of course, this also reflects from the side that Qu Haoran is indeed sharp, the little junior disciple of Martial God Peak, from the unknown nationality when he first appeared, after these few hours of competition, coupled with the intentional spread of good deeds, the prestige of the first in Kyushu in Taijiguan has been further consolidated.

"The first move, eighteen drops!"

Losing Liu Chen's trace in front of him again, Qu Haoran's face changed, and he supported the Wuji Qi Wall like a great enemy, but Liu Chen's figure still passed through his body and came to his back, a pair of abrupt big hands firmly pressed the dantian of the junior brother of Martial God Peak, and the piercing pain made the qi wall in front of him disappear in an instant......

After the audience was silent, Qu Haoran's body was lifted high above Liu Chen's head, and he was about to be like Liu Mo back then, and his meridians were broken.

However, it was too late, it was fast, Qu Haoran, who had just bypassed Liu Chen's head, suddenly shouted, and the whole person was twisted into a heart-wrenching arc, and the next moment, he grabbed Liu Chen's waist with one hand, and climbed Liu Chen's neck with the other......

After a few somersaults in the air, Liu Chen staggered and landed in the distance of the ring, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, people found that Qu Haoran, whose head hit the ground, although his face was full of blood, but he looked up at Liu Chen's gaze, but it was still bright and stubborn!

"Oh my God, this trick has been broken!"

"Yes, the sea of qi is completely sealed, how can this Qu Haoran still have the strength to ......"

"Martial God Peak, it's really unbelievable!"

"At the beginning, even the young master of the Sword Sect suffered a big loss under this trick of King Canglan, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"

"The problem is, even the mountain lord has said that this trick of His Royal Highness the King of Canglan is unsolvable, how can it be ......?"

“......”

"Okay!" Just when there was a lot of discussion around, His Majesty the Emperor, who had been silent on the high platform, suddenly spoke, the dry and hoarse voice made the atmosphere in front of the Xuanwu Gate suddenly stagnate, and people looked up together, looking at the old emperor who was in the middle of the wind and candle slowly stood up with the support of the palace people, and walked to the edge of the window sill......

Including all the holy masters, everyone stood up and gave the most sincere applause to Qu Haoran's defensive counterattack that was destined to go down in history, and there were already historians who recorded all the bits and pieces about this round under the instructions of the old emperor, because Liu Chen's move was incomprehensible, so it was destined to be great for Qu Haoran's fall!

"Please, the king...... Make a second move!"

Although it was this move that broke Liu Chen, but the vitality brought by the sea of qi was sealed, and Qu Haoran was immediately injured, you must know that not everyone's physical strength can reach Wu Tong's realm, not to mention that the current Liu Chen is no longer what it used to be!

Staring at the faltering Qu Haoran for a long time, Liu Chen nodded, the Qiushui sword came out in response and fell into his palm, when the people in front of the Xuanwu Gate quieted down again, Liu Chen compared the long sword to the chest, and his voice was clear and high-pitched: "This sword, I have studied it for three months, but I still can't integrate it, that is, at that time, I met my wife Beigong Fu, it was she who made my sword finally have a soul of its own, and now, I will give it to you to show my greatest respect for you!"

"Please!" Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Qu Haoran pulled out the long sword behind his back, and his back, at this moment, was as tall as an old pine.

"Ask the first sword of the water - white ape, Xiao Chuyang!" (To be continued.) )