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Chapter 237 Innuendo

The two of them stood face to face, neither holding weapons in their hands. This meant that they would compete with fists and kicks first, which is also the normal method of martial arts competitions. If both parties have no obvious objections, the fists and kicks would be compared first, and then the weapons. As for hidden weapons and light kung fu, they would compete first.

, as long as there is no special request, there is no need to compare.

This kind of Jianghu rules was even adopted by the imperial court, which led to the same order in the martial arts examinations, but with the addition of mounted archery at the end.

Zhang Wuxin's eyes never left Yu Dayou for a moment, like a wolf staring at its prey. Yu Dayou looked dull, like a silly roe deer who didn't realize the danger. He was so dumbfounded that he was in this state.

The onlookers got a little impatient and couldn't help but booed. Unexpectedly, as soon as the boos sounded, it was like beating a gong and a drum, and Zhang Wuxin rushed out in a swish.

Many people's boos were choked in their throats, and turned into exclamations halfway. Because Zhang Wuxin was so fast, he felt as if he was thrown out by someone, and it didn't look like he was under his own feet at all.

The speed at which the force was generated caused the ten-step distance between the two people to disappear in an instant.

Then everyone's eyes were covered with flowers, and they saw countless fist shadows flying in the air, almost covering Yu Dayou. Because Xiao Feng was in the center of the hall, closest to the competition site, and had a front row seat, he felt the most direct and intense

.The wind from the fist could blow his hair and clothes from several meters away, causing a strong sense of suffocation.

If I were on the field, I would probably be lying down by now, Xiao Feng thought objectively.

It's not that Zhang Wuxin really has strength and speed beyond human common sense like in martial arts novels, but at least it is close to the human limit. Xiao Feng compared it in his mind, and this kind of punching speed and stepping speed even exceeded

The speed of most future boxing champions.

Yu Dayou remained motionless, only waving his fists. The two fists collided in the air countless times, making a crashing sound like raindrops. The sound effect of the main hall was very good. If they were fighting outside, there would definitely not be such a loud sound.

But the audience would never enjoy watching it so much. Everyone opened their mouths wide and could not make a sound. Even Jiajing was fascinated by the colorful barrier.

The shadow of the fist in the air suddenly changed and turned into the shadow of the palm, which was faster. Xiao Feng understood that in terms of speed, the palm technique is always faster than the punch. The palm is like a sword and the fist is like a hammer. Although the sword is not as powerful as a hammer, it is

The speed and change is much faster.

Moreover, the area of ​​​​the palm is larger than that of the fist, covering more sight in the air, and the visual impact is much more shocking than that of the fist. People could still see the faces of the two people in the shadow of the fist before, but now the entire upper body is

Being covered, people could only see the flying shadows of the palms, and the strong wind they brought was much stronger than the wind of fists.

VIP audience member Xiao Feng, his clothes flying all over his body, his face as usual, looking at the fairy-like spirit, chic and suave. Everyone couldn't help but marvel, he is indeed a real person, he is indeed extraordinary!

After turning his fists into palms, Yu Dayou's feet also moved. His palms were light and his fists were heavy. He could stand still and deal with Zhang Wuxin's punch, but he couldn't stand still and deal with Zhang Wuxin's palm. The fists collided.

The muffled sound turned into a crisp sound of palms hitting each other, like a series of firecrackers. Those who didn't know thought that these two people were applauding and applauding their own kung fu.

Zhang Wuxin was dressed in white, while Yu Dayou was dressed in black. The two were scurrying high and low, circling like the yin and yang fish of Tai Chi. The scene was extremely beautiful and shocking! Everyone on the scene was dazzled and exclaimed.

Jiajing rarely opened his eyes wide, looked at the two people in the field, and kept nodding: "This is the secret of Taoist martial arts! How can ordinary warriors understand it?"

Before he finished speaking, the shadows of legs appeared in the shadows of his palms, and the two of them were spinning faster! Their figures also began to rise and fall from the ground to the air, one after another, and their legs kicked in succession, making loud noises, and their palms

Without stopping at all, it is like the two-dimensional Tai Chi diagram turning into an up and down three-dimensional figure.

People were shocked by the aesthetics of violence. Those who had a little bit of ink in their stomachs were searching for suitable words to express their emotions. However, most of the onlookers were not highly educated and could only hold on to their thoughts.

Such a high-speed fight is extremely energy-consuming. After a moment, Zhang Wuxin let out a loud roar, jumped back, and retreated seven steps away. Yu Dayou did not pursue him, but stood on the spot, with his palms closed, chest heaving,

There was sweat on his face, but his expression remained calm.

Sweat was rolling down Zhang Wuxin's face, but his expression was extremely ecstatic, like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman. Without saying a word, he walked to the sword stand next to him, pulled out two wooden swords, and threw one to Yu Dayou.

Dao Lu Si had known that the Wuxiu sect's Taoist discussion was to convince people with virtue, so he had made sufficient preparations in advance. There were ten peach wood swords on the sword stand, the size and weight were exactly the same. This was a forum on Taoism in the Temple of Heaven, not a martial arts competition.

, it is absolutely impossible for everyone to use real swords and real guns to show off. Moreover, Taoist weapons are very easy to prepare, which is the sword. This is the authentic weapon prescribed by Taoism. Very few Taoist priests can practice weapons other than swords.

If there is a martial arts competition between two monks, it would be difficult to prepare. Although the monks use sticks more often, the monks pride themselves on being proficient in all eighteen kinds of weapons, so they may not be good at anything. Therefore, in terms of martial arts competition and discussion,

Dao Lu Si is much happier than Seng Lu Si.

As soon as Yu Dayou caught the wooden sword, Zhang Wuxin was already rolling towards the ground. As soon as he came up, he stabbed and slashed, and went straight to Yu Dayou's lower body. This is the genius of Zhang Wuxin. He had just competed with Yu Dayou in fists and feet, but fell behind.

I know that in addition to being inferior to others in terms of skills, Yu Dayou's figure also takes advantage of him a lot.

The skills of fists and kicks are definitely one inch longer and one inch stronger. Yu Dayou is tall and tall, with long arms and legs, so his fists and kicks take advantage of him. Even if he uses weapons, if Zhang Wuxin attacks Yu Dayou's upper body according to the conventional fighting method, he will definitely use his short body to attack his tall body.

, controlled by others.

But now that he is shorter in stature and specializes in Yu Dayou's lower body, Yu Dayou's advantage has turned into a disadvantage. A taller person will suffer from the protection and dodge of Yu Dayou's lower body. After Yu Dayou defended a few moves, he knew that this was not going to work.

He was not panicked and even smiled at Zhang Wuxin to express his appreciation.

Then, Yu Dayou stepped back, and before Zhang Wuxin could catch up, he swung his wooden sword and swept through the entire army with one move!

With this sword sweep, a puff of dust and smoke was thrown up on the otherwise clean brick floor of the main hall! Zhang Wuxin was taking a step forward, and he blocked it with his wooden sword. There was a snap, and Zhang Wuxin's palms went numb, but

He still held the hilt of the sword firmly, but the mahogany sword could no longer hold up. It broke with a "pop" and flew straight towards Cai Zhan!

Huang Jin, who was holding up the colorful curtain, was the first to bear the brunt. Before he could scream in fright, Lu Bing, who was closest to him, had already stood up and grabbed half of the wooden sword. The remaining masters of Jin Yiwei immediately surrounded Jiajing in the middle.

Jiajing was as indifferent as usual: "It's just a wooden sword. Why are you panicking? Get out of the way and block me."

Zhang Wuxin had already entered the state of Wu Xin. He didn't even see where the broken sword flew. He threw the wooden sword in his hand, turned around and picked up another wooden sword from the sword stand, and stabbed Yu Dayou again.

Yu Dayou laughed loudly, the sound shook the house. At this time, he completely changed from a martial arts master to a general sweeping the battlefield. The wooden sword in his hand was opened and closed, and his moves were like a broadsword. He split the Huashan Mountain with one move, and Zhang Wuxin was unwilling to do so.

He parried, dodged, and was about to fight back when the half-cut wooden sword suddenly swung horizontally, and another move swept away thousands of troops!

Zhang Wuxin had no choice but to block with his sword. With a "pop" sound, the wooden sword broke again, but this time it flew towards Xiao Feng!


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