After Song Mailun joined the battle, the situation reversed instantly. Even though Lin Qingxuan used his body, footwork, and boxing skills to the extreme at the same time, he was still at a disadvantage and seemed to be at risk of injury in the next moment.
Dong Haichuan, Song Mailun, and Yang Luchan surrounded Lin Qingxuan alone and seemed to have the upper hand. However, after more than ten moves, the three of them found that their fists could not reach half a foot of Lin Qingxuan's body. They seemed to be able to see the victory.
Hope, but always out of reach.
The more Dong Haichuan and the others fought, the more frightened they were at Lin Qingxuan's martial arts skills. At the same time, they were also more surprised that the martial arts mastered by Lin Qingxuan were all unheard of and unseen by them and others.
Seeing Lin Qingxuan's exquisite moves and powerful fist skills, Dong Haichuan and the others marveled in unison, and at the same time subconsciously sighed to themselves: "It turns out that boxing can still be used like this..."
Time passed bit by bit, and it was already late at night. The bright moon in the sky was suddenly obscured by dark clouds blown by a gust of wind. The palace, which was originally bright by the moonlight, suddenly fell into darkness.
Although there was no light, Lin Qingxuan, Song Mailun, Dong Haichuan, and Yang Luchan seemed not to be affected at all, and they continued to bump into each other in the darkness to fight faster.
Lin Qingxuan seemed to have transformed into two people, constantly using various novel moves to resist the killing moves of Dong Haichuan and the others. At this time, they had fought more than two hundred moves, and Lin Qingxuan had gradually stabilized his position.
In the darkness, only the eyes of Lin Qingxuan and Dong Haichuan were as bright as lightning, and with each blink of an eye, the garden continued to flash with light.
Without light, ordinary people can't see things clearly, but it has no effect at all on Lin Qingxuan, the four masters who have already held the elixir. They are still like four groups of ghosts in the breeze, entangled and colliding, and they take more than ten shots in just one breath.
Second-rate.
During the crisis of life and death, Lin Qingxuan not only continued to integrate his lifelong martial arts experience into Chinese martial arts, but also continued to perfect his prophetic ability of "not seeing, not hearing, sensing danger and avoiding it".
By now in the fight, Lin Qingxuan had gradually become aware of the changes in the next moves of Dong Haichuan and the others. The more they fought, the more confident he became, and the victory was certain.
"Crack..."
The sound of fists and palms and the whistling of the wind were the only sounds in the garden. This sound even resounded through Prince Su's Mansion, waking up Prince Su Hua Feng who was resting in the bedroom. He felt that there seemed to be a violent storm outside the house.
He shouted in fear: "What's the sound outside?"
An eunuch bowed and walked in, saying, "Your Majesty, it's Taoist Lin, Eunuch Dong, Yang Luchan, and Song Mailun who are competing."
Hua Feng's memory was still the memory of the fight between Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan. Hearing this, he rubbed his temples and said in surprise: "Why did Taoist Lin and Song Mailun also attack Master Dong? Where is Sha Weiwei?"
The eunuch said with a bitter face: "Shawei was injured for some reason while watching the battle. He is now being treated in the front yard. The four masters fought and the mountains collapsed and the ground exploded. Sand flew and rocks flew. There was no one in the back garden except the four of them..."
After listening to the little eunuch tell about the situation after his withdrawal, Hua Feng was amazed and said: "I didn't expect that there are such masters in the world. The gods on land are just like this..."
Another breeze floated in the sky, and the dark clouds gradually dissipated, revealing half a bright moon. The silver light shone down, instantly dispelling the darkness in the garden.
Ma Aitian and other famous martial arts masters in the capital jumped to the outer wall of the garden, and saw that Lin Qingxuan, who had just been suppressed by the three senior masters Dong Haichuan, Song Mailun and Yang Luchan, had actually taken over.
Advantage.
I saw Lin Qingxuan's two palms flying, and the palm power shrouded the heads of Yang Luchan, Dong Haichuan, and Song Mailun.
No matter how sophisticated their tricks were, Yang Luchan, Dong Haichuan, and Song Mailun could not break through Lin Qingxuan's palm circle, just like sparrows trapped in a net.
Ma Aitian said in surprise: "Wasn't it true that Lin Zhenren lost to the three seniors just now? Why did the world change after just one stick of incense?"
Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan's disciples are not here, but Song Mailun's three disciples are here. Although they are a little dizzy watching the moves of the four masters, they are concerned about the safety of their mentors, but they still try to watch the battle, and they also mutter something to each other.
, seemed to be unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
Dong Haichuan, Song Mailun, and Yang Luchan personally felt that the power of Lin Qingxuan's fists and palms continued to increase, and even the moves and changes gradually surpassed their own.
The foresight of Dong Haichuan and the others failed, but Lin Qingxuan's foresight became more and more effective. Therefore, Lin Qingxuan not only slowly reversed the disadvantage, but also gradually occupied the dominant position. He could move and punch with all his strength.
The move penetrated the three of them and caught them off guard.
Now Lin Qingxuan has almost integrated the martial arts he has practiced for two hundred years with the national martial arts derived from the way of qi and blood. Although his martial arts are still at the level of Baodan, his martial arts are so high that they are rarely seen in the world.
The mental state of avoiding "has gradually stabilized. However, no matter how Dong Haichuan and the other three cooperated in their moves, they still could not escape from Lin Qingxuan's palm.
Lin Qingxuan felt that he had already mastered the Chinese martial arts, and was not going to use Dong Haichuan and the other three to practice any more. Looking at the white smoke and hot air rising from all three of them, it was obvious that they were draining their energy, especially Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan.
His face turned pale and he was almost exhausted.
Lin Qingxuan knew that if he continued to fight, Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan would be killed, so he suddenly withdrew his palms, and without moving his clothes, he pushed them aside more than ten feet and stood still.
Dong Haichuan, Yang Luchan, and Song Mailun suddenly felt all the pressure disappear. Song Mailun was a little better, while Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan staggered. Although they stood firm and adjusted their breath immediately, anyone who saw them could tell that they were
It has reached the point where the oil is running out and the lamp is dry. If it drags on for a while, it will be exhausted.
"Master!"
Song Mailun's disciple rushed over to support his mentor. Song Mailun broke away with a flick of his hands and walked to Lin Qingxuan. He pondered for a moment with a complex expression, leaned over and said, "Senior Lin, you said you are completely truthful."
Teach the disciples of Patriarch Chongyang, and the younger generation will believe it. Your magical power is unparalleled, and the younger generation will be convinced!"
Lin Qingxuan subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard and smile, but when he touched his smooth chin with his tentacles, he realized that this body was still very young. He just waited for his right hand to support him and said: "I was originally practicing alchemy in the mountains. A few months ago, suddenly
On a whim, I hurriedly calculated, and then I realized that the world was in chaos, and the heroes were vying for the throne. It would be fine if it was just me from China competing for the top spot, but this time the hexagram also pointed out that the Westerners were also involved.
I have great ambitions in China. I cannot bear the annihilation of my Chinese Taoist tradition, so I came down from the mountain. I want to pass on superior magical skills, make our sect more prosperous, and enable my martial arts disciples to have the ability to serve the country..."
Lin Qingxuan explained everything in a casual manner, and then walked to Yang Luchan, Dong Haichuan, and Song Mailun. While talking in a low voice, he stretched out his hand to tap acupuncture points for the three of them, using the guidance massage method to arouse their anger.
Blood helps them soothe their meridians and eliminate hidden injuries, so as not to damage their foundation due to this continuous battle.
Lin Qingxuan's medical skills are the best in the world. Even though he has no real energy, Yang Luchan and the others have benefited greatly from this small test. Not only have their feelings of exhaustion disappeared, but also the hidden diseases they accumulated while practicing martial arts and boxing in their youth have disappeared.
few.
Only then did Dong Haichuan and the others know about Lin Qingxuan's magical powers, and they believed 60% to 70% that he was an old man from the Song Dynasty.
The three of them, Yang Luchan, had just competed with Lin Qingxuan in hundreds of moves. They also knew that his martial arts were superb, and his fist and palm martial arts were all authentic Xuanmen, without any evil ways. At this time, they felt Lin Qingxuan's medical skills, and they were completely convinced.
They all knelt down and said, "Junior has offended my senior, please forgive me..."
Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly, stepped forward to help the three of them, looked solemnly, stared at them with scorching eyes, and asked softly: "You are the three best martial arts people in the world. The idea of going down the mountain this time is not that of the three of you."
Would you like to help me?"
When the three of them heard the words, they all felt a surge of heat in their hearts. Yang Luchan nodded first and said: "Those who practice martial arts should put loyalty first. It is the duty of the younger generation to protect the family and the country. As long as you have orders, senior, the younger generation dare not disobey."
Although Dong Haichuan and Song Mailun also had other ideas, they did not dare to question what Lin Qingxuan said. Seeing that Yang Luchan had already stated his position, they also echoed: "The orders of the seniors only benefit the country and the people, and the juniors dare not disobey...
Senior, just say it’s okay.”
Lin Qingxuan was very happy when he saw that the three people spoke from the bottom of their hearts. He put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "They are all good boys, but this matter is very important. You are not in a good state now, and this is not the place to talk in detail. You might as well rest for a day."