The Wudang disciples adopted a defensive posture. After all, Wang Qing was a girl. Young men who were deeply poisoned by the idea of putting women first would usually do this.
Wang Qing was not polite to him either. She attacked her opponent with extremely smart moves, and the two of them fought together.
At the beginning, both sides were cautious. After all, they did not understand their opponents and needed to play steadily.
Luo Lei's previous judgment was correct. When the Wudang disciples used their commonly used moves, Wang Qing immediately launched a counterattack and gained the upper hand with just a few moves.
Yang Fengzi gave Wang Shuichuan a thumbs up and praised sincerely: "The White Crane Sect is indeed extraordinary. The granddaughter of the headmaster Wang is very powerful!"
Wang Shuichuan said modestly: "Master Yangfengzi is too polite. Your disciple is one level higher than Qing'er. We still don't know who will win!"
The two of them smiled at each other, and it was obvious that they were very satisfied with themselves.
The Wudang disciples were not anxious because of the temporary defeat and continued to fight steadily. Although Wang Qing had the upper hand, he did not gain any advantage at all.
Wang Shuichuan turned to look at Luo Lei.
"Don't worry, Qing'er will definitely win!" Luo Lei said with a smile.
Wang Shuichuan nodded. To be honest, among the first four groups, the results of the White Crane Sect disciples were not good. Their best result was the third place in the second group. They accepted the cross-level challenge of the first place in the first group.
I was almost defeated by others, but finally managed to keep the fruits of victory.
Therefore, if Baihemen wants to stand out in this martial arts competition, the only person it can rely on is Wang Qing.
"Bang!"
The Wudang disciple's Tai Chi palm and Wang Qing's ethereal palm struck together, making an eardrum-tingling sound. You must know that both of their palm techniques are light and agile. They seem to be soft and have no strength, but they can actually make sounds when struck together.
Such a sound is puzzling.
Yang Fengzi touched the long beard on his chin and nodded approvingly. His apprentice had made obvious progress again.
The two palms collided together, and the two quickly separated. On the surface, it seemed that the Wudang disciples had the upper hand this time and finally regained the victory.
Wang Qing floated several meters behind, landed lightly on the ground, with the toes of both feet on the ground, and once again rushed towards the opponent.
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When Murong Hengfeng returned home, he had already told his father about his meeting with Murong Hanwei over the phone.
Murong Zhengxiong was livid at the end of his life. He did not expect that his daughter would threaten him by supporting others. Because the Murong family had no family ties, he did not feel that what he did a few years ago was wrong.
"Dad, what should I do if she doesn't want to help?" Murong Hengfeng asked.
The reason why the son is so concerned is simply because he wants his father to be the heir of the Murong family. Then, he may become the master of the Murong family in a few years.
Of course, he also has a group of brothers, and the scene of fighting for the legitimate heir will definitely be reenacted when the time comes.
"She thinks of me too simply!" Murong Zhengxiong said with a sinister smile: "She may not give me the dignity of being a father, she may not listen to my words, but she will definitely listen to someone else."
"You mean her mother?" Murong Hengfeng thought of who the person Murong Zhengxiong was talking about.
Murong Zhengxiong nodded and said: "Yes, as long as she comes forward, there is no way Han Wei will not come back to help me! Everyone has a weakness, and her mother is her weakness!"
The father and son laughed together. It was embarrassing to say that a father actually plotted against his own child. Murong Zhengxiong was a real person!
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Bang...
The two exchanged palms again, this time evenly matched.
The Wudang disciples were shocked. You must know that two minutes ago, Wang Qing did not have the strength to prove against her. How come she suddenly became so powerful after a short period of time?
The answer is very simple. Wang Qing uses zhenqi in his skills. The zhenqi shield is used to build the first layer of defense outside the body. In this way, all the skills that were previously used as defense can be transferred to offense. Naturally, there will be an obvious difference in strength.
of improvement.
The Wudang disciples didn't know that Wang Qing had a special status as a cultivator in addition to being an ancient warrior. They thought she deliberately lowered her posture to induce him to make mistakes.
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and used a move commonly used by the Wudang Clan, which is also a very powerful move - Shake the Mountain!
This is a rare and powerful move in the Wudang sect. Once it is used, he immediately becomes a tiger descending from the mountain, with momentum like a rainbow.
Well come!
This move has been used several times by Wudang disciples in previous competitions, and many people suffered losses.
Because they were already accustomed to the soft fighting style of Tai Chi Palm and Tai Chi Chuan, suddenly the opponent's moves became extremely sharp, and before they had time to react, they were knocked to the ground by the opponent's fists.
Luo Lei made a key analysis of this move and came to the conclusion that once the opponent performs it, don't retreat, but go forward and meet it without thinking. The move and momentum must be superior to the opponent's.
Wang Qing did as he was told and stormed away uncharacteristically.
This time, it was the Wudang disciples' turn to be dumbfounded. Normally, when encountering such a situation, the opponent would be dumbfounded!
Since his opponent was not dumbfounded, it was only him who was dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do for a moment and was stunned for a moment.
"It's broken!" Yang Fengzi secretly shouted something bad. This was a critical moment, how could he be stunned?
"Win!" This was Luo Lei's evaluation.
Wang Qing swung out her palm and successfully imprinted it on the opponent's chest. The opponent felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, his chest was tight, and he stepped back several times until he walked out of the red circle area in the center of the ring.
According to the rules of the conference, those who leave the circle will be deemed to have failed.
Besides, the Wudang disciple received a slap, his energy and blood surged, and he no longer had the ability to fight anymore.
"Okay!" Wang Shuichuan shouted, and a group of disciples also started to cheer. Wang Qing played well. If he wins one game, he can at least keep his second place. If he can win the second game, he will be the champion!
The Wudang Sect could only accept this fact. Their player lost to Wang Qing, the lowest-ranked player. The next battle with the Shaolin disciples became a last-ditch battle!
"Congratulations!" Yang Fengzi hugged Wang Shuichuan with a fist.
"I accept it!" Wang Shuichuan said modestly.
The host announced that the second match would be held in the afternoon, with Wudang disciples facing off against Shaolin disciples.
There is no suspense in the afternoon competition. There is a level difference between Wudang disciples and Shaolin disciples. The winner is naturally the Shaolin sect.
It's just that everyone can't understand why Wang Qing can win despite being one level behind Wudang players?
After losing two games in a row, the Wudang Sect disciples secured third place. Next, there will be two winners competing for the championship. If it weren't for Wang Qing's previous defeat of the weak by the strong, everyone would have thought without hesitation that the Shaolin Sect would definitely win.
But now, the number of people who support Wang Qing is no less than the number of people who support the Shaolin sect.
The last game was scheduled to take place after dinner. At 7:30, everyone entered the venue one after another. At 7:30, the two contestants entered the venue surrounded by their brothers and sat in the seats specially prepared for them next to the ring.
superior.
Master Nian Zheng chanted the Buddha's name and said loudly to Baihemen: "I, a Buddhist disciple, should not participate in such an event. However, the martial arts conference has been restarted after being suspended for decades. We, the Shaolin sect, have the obligation to do our best for the development of ancient martial arts."
Let’s do our part! So I ask Master Wang to forgive me, and also ask my granddaughter not to hold anything back in the next competition, and to go all out!”
"Master Nianzheng, please rest assured, you and I have the same goal!" Wang Shuichuan said with a smile: "Since it is a competition, we must compete to our true level!"
If it weren't for the iron-blooded tactics of the Secret Service, someone would definitely have set a bet on this. Those who supported the Shaolin sect and those who supported Wang Qing sat in the auditoriums in different directions, shouting slogans spontaneously.
On the Baihemen side, Wang Shuichuan told his granddaughter that he was calmly accepting the challenge.
When it was Luo Lei's turn, his words were very simple, just one sentence: "Just think of him as that person from the Wu-Tang Clan, you will win!"
When the Shaolin sect faced off against Wudang in the afternoon, Luo Lei asked the old guy to come forward and memorize the moves of the Shaolin disciples. The two of them discussed an effective method to crack the problem, and took advantage of the afternoon to conduct a comprehensive attack on Wang Qing.
guidance.
Wang Qingbingxue is smart and she learns very quickly. Before dinner, she has mastered all the moves against the enemy and is very proficient.
At eight o'clock sharp, the host with an unbeatable look came on stage to announce the start of the last game, and then introduced the players from both sides in a sonorous and powerful tone. The audience below shouted at the top of their lungs, cheering for the people they supported.
As of now, the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance has basically been determined. Master Nianzheng is slightly better than Yang Fengzi. As for Wang Shuichuan, he will definitely fulfill his wish to serve as the protector.
The two players stepped onto the ring, saluted each other, and then each made a starting gesture.
The martial arts of Wudang and Shaolin are completely different. Wudang is mainly based on the light and agile Tai Chi, Tai Chi Palm and Tai Chi Sword, while Shaolin Kung Fu is famous for its fierceness and is the representative of foreign boxing.
It was still Wang Qing who launched the attack first, and what she had to do was to overcome strength with softness.
The Shaolin disciples were as motionless as a bell, swinging out their two thick arms continuously, with their fists making a whistling sound. The people below couldn't help but suspect that if Wang Qing, who looked so weak, received a punch, he would definitely lose his fighting ability on the spot.
After finishing a set of Arhat Boxing, the Shaolin disciples immediately switched to the more powerful Wei Tuo Palm!
The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin are indeed extraordinary.
However, everyone had the illusion that the Shaolin disciples were playing well, but they didn't seem to take the initiative on the court?
On the other hand, Wang Qing looked calm and confident, and every move and every move looked so beautiful, almost like dancing.
Crane Dance Palm, a fitting name.
Master Nian Zheng also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the arena. His apprentice was obviously the main attacker, but why couldn't he take the initiative on the field, and there was a faint tendency to fall behind?