If luck eventually comes to an end, Long Feicheng's luck has come to an end at this time.
In the two previous victories without a fight, Long Feicheng didn't even have a chance to take action. As a result, this time he encountered Wudang Mountain Zhao Chengxiang.
Although Zhao Chengxiang is showing off, his strength is still there. It is said that the younger generation in Wudang Mountain, even if they started earlier than Zhao Chengxiang, will now respectfully call him senior brother.
It's not because of anything else, it's just because Zhao Chengxiang is extremely talented and powerful, and he is already the next leader of Wudang in everyone's mind!
When Long Feicheng met Zhao Chengxiang, it could be said that there was no chance at all.
"It's over, it's over, it's over!" Long Feicheng was extremely annoyed and looked at Wang Jiwen again, "Brother Wang, how about we change brands?"
Wang Ji went to dumbfounded: "Do you think those judging Taoist priests are blind?"
"Hey!" Long Feicheng said regretfully, "It seems that I won't be able to win the championship this time."
Everyone was speechless, Ling Xiaoxiao said: "If you want to win the championship, you have to drug everyone in the mountain."
Ling Xiaoxiao reminded Long Feicheng. His eyes lit up and he asked Lao Jin: "Lao Jin, didn't you say yesterday that there was that colorless and tasteless laxative? Give me some!"
"Do you really want to drug Zhao Chengxiang?" Lao Jin said and took out a small gourd.
Master Guanyun quickly stopped Lao Jin: "Don't break the rules. Folk sects are not welcomed by everyone. If you are found to have used some means to win the competition, folk sects will never want to participate in the Luotian Festival in the future.
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"Yes, we should cherish our feathers." Lao Jin put away the gourd.
Long Feicheng shouted: "But I am not a member of the folk sect!"
"You're right, take it away." Lao Jin took out the gourd again.
Yan Shouyi couldn't laugh or cry: "Old Jin, don't jump repeatedly. Opportunism is not the answer after all. Xiaolong, I have taught you a lot of skills during this period. No matter what, you have fought with Zhao Chengxiang. Winning or losing is a kind of experience."
"To put it lightly, it's not you who will be beaten soon..." Long Feicheng said resentfully.
It was too late for everyone to give Long Feicheng advice, because Zhao Chengxiang on the other side had already ascended the Wanfa Zong altar.
Zhao Chengxiang seems to have regarded himself as the owner of the Dragon and Tiger Secret Text, and even vaguely wants to imitate the appearance of the old heavenly master in his behavior. Others think that Zhao Chengxiang is quite elegant, but Yan Shouyi and others only think that Zhao Chengxiang is a real person.
villain.
Long Feicheng was furious and gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, I'm going up right now to expose Zhao Chengxiang's ugly face!"
With that said, Long Feicheng ran up to the altar of Wanfa Sect.
Compared with Zhao Chengxiang's pretended immortal demeanor, Long Feicheng was a philistine to the extreme. When he climbed up to the Wanfa Zong altar, he felt that his pants were stuck in his butt, and he reached out to take them out.
Zhao Chengxiang recognized at a glance that Long Feicheng was with Yan Shouyi, so he laughed and said:
"I've been looking forward to it all night, but I didn't expect that the first opponent I met today would be you. It's really disappointing."
"Young master, you are so cool, you faker!" Long Feicheng raised his middle finger to Zhao Chengxiang, "I, Brother Yan, am the real heir of the Secret Text of Dragon and Tiger!"
As soon as this statement came out, the audience burst into laughter, and no one believed what Long Feicheng said.
Not only that, the disciples of Wudang Mountain also provoked Yan Shouyi and others.
Zhao Chengxiang pretended to be aloof and did not care about Long Feicheng, but in fact he had already made a plan in his heart to make Long Feicheng understand his power and make him suffer a little.
At this time, the second elder of Longhushan shouted:
"Two things."
"First, in order to save time, just like yesterday, the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar was divided into four, and the four competitions were held on the same stage."
"Second, starting from this round of competition, everyone can use the iron weapons provided by our Longhu Mountain."
Considering that some sect disciples have practiced swordplay since childhood and can only display their normal strength by holding a sharp sword, Longhushan modified the rules of the competition in order not to affect everyone's performance.
At the same time, the second elder called the following three groups of participating disciples to come on stage.
It is worth mentioning that there were also acquaintances of Yan Shouyi in the other three groups, namely Yan Nanfei and Chang Shan. Fortunately, they were not assigned to the same group.
When all the participating disciples stood still, there were eight people on the stage, each choosing a weapon.
Zhao Chengxiang was so arrogant that he had nothing in his hands. He felt that holding a weapon against a small character like Long Feicheng would be an insult to him.
In order to have a better chance of winning, Long Feicheng picked a handy iron sword from the weapons rack. Its appearance was somewhat similar to the Caiwei Sword.
The referee reminded: "Swords have no eyes, so please be merciful and wait until the point is reached."
After saying that, the referee rang the gong heavily and announced that the competition had officially begun!
Before the sound of the gong disappeared, Long Feicheng was already shouting and rushing towards Zhao Chengxiang.
Zhao Chengxiang stood there and smiled disdainfully. When Long Feicheng rushed in front of him and struck him with a sword, Zhao Chengxiang moved and avoided Long Feicheng's sword.
Then, Zhao Chengxiang grabbed Long Feicheng's wrist, first pulled him behind him, and then slapped Long Feicheng on the chest, knocking Long Feicheng back several steps!
Long Feicheng clutched his chest and grimaced in pain. He didn't understand. Zhao Chengxiang moved lightly and looked weak, so why did it hurt so much when he was hit?
"Let him hit me with great force, and it will take four ounces of a thousand catties... This Zhao Chengxiang uses Tai Chi." Master Guanyun said softly.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "Shaolin is respected in the north and Wudang is respected in the south." The Tai Chi, Baguazhang, and Tai Chi sword techniques of Wudang Mountain are all very powerful moves.
In addition, Wudang Mountain attaches great importance to the martial arts' unique skills, which have never been leaked to the public for so many years. Even Yan Shouyi's Lu Ban Book does not record any tricks related to Wudang Mountain.
It is even more difficult for outsiders to study it.
"This Zhao Chengxiang does have two skills." Zhang Shantong also gave a very high evaluation.
You know, Zhang Shantong, a little old man, doesn't praise others casually.
"Then Xiaolong is doomed, isn't he?" He Xiping asked worriedly.
Everyone looked at He Xiping and said in unison: "Even if Zhao Chengxiang doesn't know Tai Chi, Xiaolong is no match for him..."
He Xiping coughed a few times. He had just joined Yan Shouyi and the others not long ago, and he still didn't have a clear understanding of Long Feicheng's strength.
In addition, Long Feicheng often boasted, which interfered with He Xiping's judgment of him, causing He Xiping to have the illusion that "Long Feicheng can fight with Zhao Chengxiang."
Yan Shou said: "But Xiaolong is ours after all, so it doesn't stop us from cheering him up!"
"Come on Xiaolong!!!" everyone shouted together.
Long Feicheng on the Wanfa Sect altar had a headache.
Don't shout so loud!
It made me unable to get off the stage and I was embarrassed even if I wanted to admit defeat!!
He gritted his teeth and set a small goal for himself.
If you still can't get any benefits from Zhao Chengxiang in the next round, you might as well just admit defeat.
Being able to bend and stretch is what makes a man!