Hearing Wei Tingyan's complaint, Wei Tingshang rolled his eyes at her and said, "Aren't you the one to blame for this? If you compete to this extent, I will really win over you."
Wei Tingyan stuck out the tip of her tongue and said coquettishly: "Is it my fault? Sister Shang is so compassionate, can you help me again this time?"
Wei Tingshang pursed his lips and smiled, then coughed slightly and said, "Do you still remember how many moves Qingyun took just now?"
Wei Tingyan was slightly startled, then hesitantly said: "I'll try about 80 or 90 moves. If Sister Chang doesn't break it, I will definitely be able to take over 100 moves."
Wei Tingshang nodded and said with a mysterious face: "You must remember this. I will ask you for a favor later, and you are not allowed to deny it."
Wei Tingyan was confused when she heard Wei Tingshang scold, and at the same time, with a tap of her foot, she jumped into the battle between Mu Yun and Qingyun.
Mu Yun and Qing Yun were both startled. When their respective moves slowed down slightly, Wei Tingshang turned his slender palms into energy and attacked Qing Yun's chest directly.
Qingyun couldn't help but frown angrily, and shouted solemnly: "Relying on more means winning? Huh! I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your wish!"
After drinking, he saw Qingyun whisking his hand, and a rustling silver rainbow spread out with the force, adding three points of power to the move.
Mu Yun was shocked when he saw this. He quickly retreated from the battle group, and then said in a serious voice: "Miss Wei, this is a gambling fight between me and Taoist Brother Qingyun. Please stay out of it and don't overstep me."
Wei Tingshang didn't answer, and with a graceful movement of his body, he suddenly struck the side of Mu Yun's neck with a palm.
Mu Yun was so surprised that he quickly raised his hand to block. Unexpectedly, Wei Tingshang drew back his palms, raised his beautiful eyebrows and said loudly: "You two can come forward together, there is no need to be verbose."
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, completely unable to guess what Wei Tingshang was up to. Seeing this, Wei Tingshang became even more stunned and said: "You two ignorant boys, do you know what kind of identity my little sister is, and you dare to use her as your own will?"
Bet? If you can beat me today, I'll give it up, otherwise, you'll just have to suffer."
Mu Yun hesitated again, turned his head and glanced at Wei Tingyan, shook his head helplessly and said: "Once a man has said something, it is hard to catch up. I and Taoist Brother Qingyun have not yet decided the winner. If Miss Wei has to
If we want to intervene, I will have to fight one against two."
After he said that, he stepped forward again, and sure enough, his palm split into two, Kong Lan turned around Wei Tingshang, and Xuan Yang Li attacked Qingyun with all his strength.
Although Qingyun felt surprised, he did not dare to take it lightly. He raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter how you act, you are not afraid, so why not fight one against two!"
As he spoke, the whisk in Qingyun's hand was filled with Xuanmen's strength. Each whisk was stronger than gold and iron, and tougher than wood and stone. His moves include splitting, chopping, sticking, and hanging, integrating the essence of swords, swords, and soft whips into one furnace.
The handle of the brush can also be used to prick acupuncture points and turn into the path of the judge's pen. The handle can be used at will and has many magical uses.
Qingyun's weapon was ready, and he was instantly invincible. Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang did not share the same hatred of the enemy. While they were distracted in dealing with the situation, they repeatedly used each other's killing moves, forcing the other side to be in danger.
Mu Yun was intent on confirming the martial arts principles he had realized today. He focused all his attention on how to turn the Four Absolute Mind Techniques into perfection. The moves he used were almost purely random. Although they lacked some exquisite craftsmanship, they were more of a style.
Chic and joyful.
On the other hand, Wei Tingshang strictly abides by the rules, showing his style in every move. His palm may seem weak, but the potential energy inside is subtle and vast - the same move, different background, it is Piao Xuefei.
The true artistic conception of Xu Zhang.
The three of them each showed their unique skills, and the fight was inextricable for a while. Especially the strange battle situation where the enemy and the friend could change instantly, which dazzled the onlookers Wei Tingyan and the Qu sisters. They were stunned and didn't know who to worry about.
That's good.
In no time, it was already a hundred moves. Under the clear moonlight, I saw three silhouettes suddenly separated and joined together. The handover of moves gradually became more and more perfect. The fighting spirit reached its peak. There was no more tricks between offense and defense. I could only rely on what I had learned in my life.
A showdown between males and females.
Although Qingyun relied on the strength of the weapon, he could never get any advantage. After all, he had become famous at a young age, and at this moment he really felt that his face was not good.
With distracting thoughts in his mind, Qingyun's moves suddenly turned violent and powerful. It seemed to be powerful, but in fact it was not the mysterious method of Tai Chi's harmony.
Both Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang were well versed in this samadhi. How could they miss the opportunity at this moment? Seeing that Qingyun's move was old and unable to recover, in an instant, their palms shot out like lightning, and they attacked Qingyun's empty door in unison.
At the last moment, Qing Yun suddenly shouted, and the whisk that was originally slashed suddenly reversed and spun around. The unparalleled force instantly wrapped around the soft fingers, and the whisk curled towards the wrists of Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang.
, clearly intending to capture them both in one fell swoop.
"The Tao Te Ching" says: "If you want to suppress it, you must strengthen it; if you want to weaken it, you must strengthen it; if you want to abolish it, you must strengthen it; if you want to take it, you must strengthen it."
The dignified second place in the martial arts rankings, after all, was not lucky enough to get his name. He pretended to be impetuous to lure the enemy deeper. At this moment, he closed the net and struck a blow. He was determined to win.
Seeing that Mu Yun and Wei Tingshang were about to fall into the trap, they suddenly heard the same voice shouting in their ears. The two of them struck each other with their palms and wrists. They used the force of the counterattack to forcefully change their moves and avoided a whisk in the slightest.
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Qingyun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as two figures in front of him flashed past him.
Before he could make any response, Qingyun felt a huge earthquake behind his shoulders, hitting him with a punch and a palm at the same time, instantly dispelling his protective energy, forcing him to stagger and fall out.
Failed in one move, shocked and ashamed, Qingyun reluctantly suppressed the sweet taste in his throat and used a thousand-jin drop to stabilize his body.
At this time, Mu Yun was heard uttering a cry of surprise, and the howling of his fists and palms suddenly stopped with a slight sharp cry. Apparently, he and Wei Tingshang also decided the winner in an instant.
Sighing secretly, Qingyun slowly turned around and saw Mu Yun standing with a frown on his face. His right arm was raised to protect his chest. A narrow hole was penetrated on his sleeve. Fortunately, there was no blood or injury.
On the opposite side, Wei Tingshang seemed calm and relaxed, with a faint smile on his beautiful face. As he raised his parallel fingers, he said condescendingly: "How, you two ignorant boys, are you convinced of the defeat?"
Although he was hiding in the dark, Qingyun had already seen Wei Tingshang's amazing artistic skills, but he still didn't expect that he would really be defeated.
At this moment, facing the slim Wei Tingshang, Qingyun felt that his seven-foot body was in vain, and he felt a little unable to hold his head up.
Wei Tingshang knew Qingyun's thoughts very well, and whispered softly in his nose: "Isn't it possible that the Taoist Master lost all hope because he lost to a woman? As the saying goes, all things bear Yin and embrace Yang, and the Qi is in harmony. The Taoist Master connects Yin and Yang Xuan.
If you can’t understand the same principle, it’s no wonder that Tai Chi is not Tai Chi.”
Qingyun was shocked when he heard this, and finally said with relief: "What the girl taught you is that our sect's uncle Xu Heng, who is said to be amazingly talented and beautiful, is a woman who cannot be compared to a woman, while junior sister Qingning's ability is even worse in the poor."
Above the Tao, if a poor Taoist is still proud of his seven-foot body, he will inevitably make the magnanimous laugh in the end."