Shenxiu shouted, which immediately attracted everyone to look at him. ﹤
When everyone saw it, they were stunned and burst into laughter: "Where did this devil come from?"
Someone shouted to Wan Zhenyuan: "Sect Leader Wan, why did you let the Japanese in?"
Wan Zhenyuan did not expect that these Japanese people would not be left alone. He frowned, stepped forward and said to Cinian: "Master Cinian, didn't we make an agreement? Why don't you keep your word?"
Cinian smiled slightly and said: "Sect Master Wan, my disciple Shenxiu was delighted to see Hunter Xin and wanted to go on stage to ask for advice. This shouldn't be considered a breach of promise, right? What's more, I didn't promise anything at the beginning?"
As he spoke, he said loudly to Zhang Cunyi on the field: "My friend, I have a new apprentice who wants to ask you for advice on how to fight. I wonder if you would be willing to teach me?"
Zhang Cunyi saw that this Japanese man was extremely popular, standing there like a wild beast, with a cold and murderous aura all over his body. He was obviously a master, but Zhang Cunyi had the Three Emperors Sword in his hand, how could he be willing to kill this Japanese man?
Looking at it, he laughed and said: "Okay, let him do it. It will just open your eyes!"
Wan Zhenyuan was secretly angry, but since Zhang Cunyi agreed, he had no reason to stop him, so he could only say with a smile: "In this case, I have nothing to say."
Shenxiu was wearing a crisp suit, a tie on his chest, and well-polished leather shoes. He was clearly discerning. He didn't look like a martial artist at all, but more like a handsome white-collar worker often seen in Japanese TV dramas.
Shenxiu walked to the arena, bowed to Zhang Cunyi, and said, "Zhenren Zhang, what are we going to do in our fight?"
Zhang Cunyi chuckled and said with some pride: "You take your pick, whether it's a battle with magical weapons, a battle with spells, a hand-to-hand fight, or a literary debate, I know everything, I don't know anything, I can do it all!
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Shenxiu smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning and contempt hidden in his eyes, but he said very humbly and humbly: "That Mr. Zhang, if we fight, this building will probably be overwhelmed. I think we should still compete.
Forget it is a boxing and kicking competition, what do you think?"
Zhang Cunyi waved his hand and called the Three Emperors Sword back to his body, and hung it close to his back again. He proudly stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Okay, let's compete with fists and kicks!"
Shenxiu smiled again and said, "That Master Zhang needs to be merciful."
Zhang Cunyi laughed: "Don't worry, I won't do anything harsh!"
Everyone also laughed: "Master Zhang, please don't make me cry!"
Li Yundong, who was on the sidelines, saw that everyone underestimated the enemy, and he secretly felt something was wrong. He whispered: "No, Zhang Cunyi underestimated the enemy too much! I have met this Japanese before. His aura is strong and cold, he is a
A very difficult opponent. Even if Zhang Cunyi does not underestimate the enemy, he may not be his opponent, let alone such an underestimate at this time!"
Zhou Qin on the side sneered: "Just watch his jokes for a while, who made him so arrogant?"
Li Yundong immediately glared at Zhou Qin and shouted in a low voice: "Asshole! Zhang Cunyi and I have a personal grudge. He is fighting the Japanese, which is a national sport! If he loses, he will not be the only one who loses face. He will lose face as well."
You are the face of our entire Chinese spiritual community, how can you ignore public and private matters and take pleasure in others' misfortune?!"
Zhou Qin was stunned for a moment. She had never been scolded by Li Yundong like this before. Her face suddenly turned red and she whispered: "I'm sorry, Master, it was my fault."
Li Yundong didn't look at her, he stood up and said loudly: "Zhenzhen Zhang, be careful, this guy is very difficult to deal with!"
Zhang Cunyi glanced at Li Yundong and felt very disapproving. He sneered and said: "Master Li, how about you come on the stage? Ah, I just remembered that you can't come on the stage anymore! Hahaha, so, you, just stay quiet next to me
Just watch it!"
As soon as he said this, Zi Yuan, Ruan Hongling and everyone in the Hu Chan Sect became furious.
Su Chan pulled Li Yundong's sleeve and whispered: "Master, there are some people who bite Lu Dongbin and don't know a good heart. You'd better stop talking."
Ruan Hongling was so angry that she said loudly: "Zhang Cunyi, why are you so kind and treating me like a donkey?"
Zhang Cunyi glanced at her and sneered: "Zhenren Li, I think you should take care of your subordinates first!"
Ruan Hongling was so angry that she screamed and subconsciously wanted to stand up and yell at Zhang Cunyi. Zi Yuan immediately grabbed her and scolded her in a low voice: "What are you doing? Do you want to embarrass yourself? Sit down, Zhang Cunyi doesn't appreciate it, then let me
If he fends for himself, we won't have to make trouble for ourselves."
Ruan Hongling snorted heavily: "I have never seen such a narrow-minded man! Damn it!"
Li Yundong shook his head, he slowly sat down, sighed, and said: "Alas... Zhang Cunyi is so careless, I'm afraid the disaster will be worse!"
Ruan Hongling said angrily: "Then let him make a fool of himself. If he loses one, will there be no one left in our Chinese spiritual world?"
Li Yundong sighed: "These Japanese people already look down on us in the Chinese spiritual world. If you lose, they won't fight you, and then go back to publicize how they defeated the masters in our Chinese spiritual world. What will you do?"
Ruan Hongling was dumbfounded and said with a smile: "You can't be so shameless, can you?"
Ziyuan said: "It is very possible. This kind of thing happens often in the martial arts world, and it is not unheard of in the spiritual world!"
At this time, everyone abandoned their prejudices and looked towards the field worriedly.
At this time, Zhang Cunyi raised his hand to Shenxiu and said loudly: "You haven't asked me the name of this friend yet?"
Shenxiu bowed and said: "I am Shenxiu, the forty-fifth generation disciple of Takano in the Shingon Tantric Sect. Please give me your advice!"
When everyone heard this, they all laughed and shouted: "Shenxiu? Hey, why did you take the name of Master Shenxiu, the founder of our North China Zen Sect?"
Shenxiu ignored it, still with a slight smile on his face, and looked at his opponent intently.
Zhang Cunyi smiled and said: "I am Zhang Cunyi, the fifty-sixth generation descendant of Qingyang Palace in Sichuan, please give me some advice!" After saying this, he bowed his body, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, looked into the ground, and placed a Wandering Dragon Bagua Palm.
posture.
Everyone pointed out that Zhang Cunyi's feet had a solid foundation, like the roots of an old tree, and his clothes and belt were caught in the wind, as if the wind was blowing through the valley. He had obviously learned the essence of Baguazhang.
Li Yundong saw this and nodded slightly: "Fortunately, Zhang Cunyi has good skills and is worthy of being a queen from a famous family."
Ziyuan also agreed: "It's indeed good. I don't know what kind of skill this Shenxiu uses."
The two of them were talking, but they saw Shenxiu making a lunge, with his right hand in front, his four fingers together, and his thumb clasped inward, standing high like a steel knife. His right hand was bent in front of him, clenched into a fist, like a sword.
A cannon that will explode at any time.
Zhang Cunyi saw that his posture was exactly like the sword-hand spread in Japanese karate. He smiled slightly and said: "It turns out to be karate. This kind of boxing method is more powerful than soft. It is really a congenital defect. Let you see it today.
See what Baguazhang is, a combination of strength and softness!"
After saying that, he waved to Shenxiu and said with a smile: "I am a guest from afar, so please go ahead and invite me!"
Shenxiu was not polite. He suddenly shouted loudly, stepped forward quickly, and punched Zhang Cunyi with his right hand attached to his waist.
This punch was extremely powerful, as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning. Zhang Cunyi felt his eyes flash as Shenxiu's fist rushed in front of him.
Zhang Cunyi was slightly shocked and thought to himself: This Japanese is so powerful, can he punch so fast?
Although he was surprised, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child and had a solid foundation. Subconsciously, his body turned as if falling off, and he turned behind Shenxiu like a burst of smoke. He turned his hand and thrust a palm towards Shenxiu's abdomen.
When everyone saw that Zhang Cunyi's transformation was really beautiful and unrestrained, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.
Li Yundong was also slightly relieved, nodded and said: "Yes, as the saying goes, 'Fierce Baji, Thieving Bagua, Diao Taiji, Poisonous Xingyi', this slide of Zhang Cunyi really understands the mystery of Baguazhang's thief slippery."
The most important part of Baguazhang is walking, and more than half of the effort is at the feet. Zhang Cunyi immediately reached the advantageous terrain where the enemy is facing away from us. He was overjoyed and thought he had won. His hands were just about to touch the opponent's body.
, suddenly saw a blurry face appear on the back of Shenxiu's head. This face was as ferocious as a ghost, with blood-red eyes, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
This face glared at Zhang Cunyi. In an instant, Zhang Cunyi felt his whole body stiffen, as if there was an extremely cold and cold breath that penetrated into his bones, so cold that the blood all over his body almost solidified!
A practitioner's true energy and strength come from qi and blood. The flow of qi and blood in Zhang Cunyi's body was suddenly blocked, and the strength and speed of his hands suddenly slowed down a lot.
Immediately after Shenxiu, a black aura visible to the naked eye quickly spread out from behind Shenxiu, and wrapped around Zhang Cunyi's hand like a wildly growing vine.
Zhang Cunyi was shocked and turned pale, and immediately wanted to leave Shenxiu's side quickly.
But at this moment Shenxiu suddenly turned around, turned around and slashed at Zhang Cunyi's neck.
Zhang Cunyi's whole body's energy and blood were frozen, and his stature was greatly reduced. He wanted to escape, but his feet felt as heavy as lead. He had no choice but to lower his head and avoid the palm.
But as soon as he lowered his head, the Three Emperors Sword was exposed behind his back.
When Shenxiu's hand passed over his head, he flipped his wrist and immediately snatched away the Three Emperors Sword.
Zhang Cunyi felt a chill in the back of his head, and his heart suddenly pounded. He was frightened, angry, anxious and panicked. He immediately rushed forward desperately and shouted angrily: "Give me back the Three Emperors Sword!"
But his charge played into Shenxiu's hands, and Shenxiu punched Zhang Cunyi hard.
Zhang Cunyi was in chaos at this moment, and his breath was stagnant. How could he escape this thunderous punch? He let out a loud cry, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew away.
The crowd's cheers had not yet subsided, and the situation on the field suddenly settled. Everyone was stunned. Only Shenxiu held the captured Three Emperors Sword in his hand and laughed wildly: "What a bullshit master, Three Emperors."
How dare you call yourself a master even if you can't even catch them? Master, you are absolutely right, there are no masters in the Chinese spiritual world! Hahaha!"