Chapter 139 Draw the sword and start the artemisia
After standing still, Li Jie took the opportunity to look at the situation on the field and saw the Tatar delegation standing twenty feet south of the martial arts platform. Everyone's face was gloomy as far as he could see.
At first, Yan Kebuhua thought that it would be no problem for his side to win one match. He didn't expect that a young man sent by the other side had such skill. Wouldn't the ones behind him be even more terrifying? He secretly sighed in his heart that it was indeed the Ming Dynasty, with so many talented people.
Turoborot looked at the young master. Originally, they planned to win the first game first, but now he was not sure about defeating the young man in front of him. Yan Kebuhua shook his head with a gloomy expression, and then turned his eyes to Erile
Heke, Turoborot received the prompt and spoke.
"Ozhilek, let's change the order and let you take the lead. Remember, you must show your momentum so that Ming Dynasty can see the style of my prairie man!"
Erileheke nodded heavily, and with a thud, Erileheke stepped on the ground and ran forward like an arrow from a string. Earth and rocks on the ground flew as he walked. Every step that Erileheke took was heavy.
Ruo Qianjun, Li Jie could feel the ground shaking slightly while standing on the martial arts stage from a distance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Although there was only one person in Ozhilek, he showed the momentum of thousands of troops, like a giant elephant trampling the ground violently, running towards the martial arts stage with the momentum of a mountain, and his momentum became stronger with every step he took.
Xu Pu secretly thought bad, he didn't expect the Tatars to actually send such a master. Although he was not very skilled in martial arts, he had a lot of knowledge. If the Tatar's momentum reached its peak, Li Jie on the stage would be in trouble.
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Zhu Youtang had never seen such a fierce person, and he was worried about Li Jie. He turned his head and glanced at Wynn, who was wearing a bullfight suit next to him. Wynn noticed the emperor's thoughts and moved his lips slightly to transmit the message.
: "Your Majesty, don't worry, even if Yilin's martial arts skills make him unable to win, he will definitely not be injured."
When Zhu Youtang heard this, he was relieved and worried, and he was also looking forward to the next competition. He had only seen the description of Li Jie's martial arts in the report, but he had never seen Li Jie take action. He was not sure about this beloved minister's ability to govern the country.
I am very satisfied. Those who are good at one of them are already the best among people. I don’t know if Li Jie’s martial arts are equally amazing.
Li Jie saw it very clearly on the stage. The opponent clearly had a brilliant way to gather momentum. If he did nothing, the first move the opponent made on the martial arts stage would be earth-shattering.
In a blink of an eye, he used the method he had learned before. His whole body was like an unsheathed sword. Everyone felt that the momentum in the field had changed. If the Tatars' side was as fierce as fire, then Li Jie's side was like a fire.
The sword peak that reaches straight into the sky remains unmoved at all.
Ereleheke felt the sword intent around him, and there was a slight stinging sensation in his eyes. He heard the other party's whisper in his ears: "I have sharpened my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. I will show you this today, who will?"
There is something unfair!"
Ozhilek was taught Chinese by his master since he was a child. He felt that the verses recited by the other party were very familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before. Suddenly, he remembered that this was the time of the martial arts competition, and he quickly tightened his mind. The man on the stage looked very old.
Although he may look small, his martial arts skills are quite impressive, so he can't be careless.
He stepped onto the stage without saying a word and slapped Li Jie with a palm that was like thunder, forming a strong contrast with his clumsy appearance.
After Li Jie entered the arsenal and observed the Nine Yangs, he gradually understood the principle of yin producing yang, and realized the method of transforming yin and yang. However, now it can only be used for Qi Jin and cannot be used for practicing martial arts. During this period, he changed it into
An extremely sophisticated force-generating technique that can transform the internal energy Yin and Yang out of the body. Currently, it can only achieve three transformations at most.
While Erile and Keben were walking, Li Jie had already secretly used his palm power to concentrate and not release any force. At this moment, the opponent's palm forced Li Jie's feet to move slightly, stamping his feet and flying out like a ghost. The two palms met in mid-air.
Bang!
A huge sound spread throughout the school grounds, and Ereleheke felt that the opponent's palm was both hard and soft, and the inner breath, one cold and one hot, surged towards his body like a wave. However, he was practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna.
After many years of martial arts, the meridians in his body were far wider than those of ordinary people. This palm force did not cause any serious problems to him, but it only made his energy and blood boil.
Li Jie was knocked back by the opponent's palm force. He was very frightened by the Tatar's amazing brute force in mid-air. The opponent's palm force was strong and his internal energy was solid. It was really not suitable to fight forcefully. After landing, he stepped back five steps in a row, and then retreated.
During the process, the force of the palm was forced into the acupuncture points under the feet, and the force of the palm was discharged from the body using the force-relieving method taught by Master Chen Xianzhang. In an instant, the stone bricks on the martial arts stage burst into pieces and scattered debris flew everywhere.
Yanke Buhua smiled when he saw this. Erileheke did not disappoint him. He had the upper hand as soon as they fought. It seemed that this battle was stable.
Xu Pu was dissatisfied with Li Jie's head-to-head confrontation with the opponent. His arms were about as thick as your legs. Isn't this using his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths? The opponent only took two steps back, and his palm strength was obviously better.
The surprise on the face of Wu'an Marquis Zheng Ying was beyond words. He didn't expect that Li Jie's palm power was so good. With the crazy momentum of the Tatars, he would not dare to force him even if he was faced with it. If he was forced to fight, he would not have such a good ability to offload force.
As for Dharma, injuries are inevitable by then. Thinking of this, I no longer have any resentment towards Li Jie for taking the lead.
With a clang and a melodious sound of gold and stone, Li Jie pulled out the long sword in his hand. Under the sunlight, the blade shone dazzlingly, and a gleam of sword light bloomed in Orelhok's eyes.
Erilehek narrowed his eyes unconsciously and paused his hands. He felt a chill coming from his throat and goosebumps all over his body. He thought it was not good. He mustered up all the breath in his body and kicked hard, causing the masonry under his feet to burst.
A small pit was formed in an instant, and Erile and Ke narrowly escaped from the scope of the sword light.
Liu Ji was secretly happy when he saw that the Tatars had the upper hand at first. He thought it would be better if Li Jie was beaten to death by the Tatars. Unexpectedly, the situation on the court suddenly changed dramatically. It was obvious that the opponent's footwork was as fast as thunder at first.
The power of one move is already a bit unsustainable at the moment, and Li Jie's movement is like lightning, and the Tatars can't hit Li Jie at all.
The evil sword technique used by Li Jie was as bright as the sun, without any feminine feeling at all. The sword light shrouded Ozhilek like rain, and there were sword shadows above, below, left and right.
After the opponent pulled out the long sword, Orelek felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire. There was no room for him to display his martial arts skills. This young man's body skills were like a ghost and he couldn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes. Moreover, the opponent
The inner energy attached to the sword's edge is really weird. An ordinary hundred-refined sword, with the help of the opponent's mysterious inner energy, is actually as good as a famous sword that can cut iron like clay. Even I don't dare to resist.
At this time, most of the officials on the Ming side were relieved. It was obvious that Li Jie had the upper hand, and winning was only a matter of time.