The first ones to compete were Gongsun Mu and Hui Wu from the first group. In order to highlight the special nature of the finals, the competition was no longer played together, but each group competed separately. The competition venue was also moved from the mountainside of Junshan to the top of Junshan.
At this time, the top of Junshan Mountain has changed greatly. Compared with the previous days, it can be said to be earth-shaking. The competition venue has been expanded three times. The arena is made of a huge piece of pitch black material. The material Siyu knows is a
Made from a kind of ore called "sand iron", "sand iron" has high density and strong resistance, so it is perfect for use as a competition arena. However, "sand iron" is scarce in quantity and extremely expensive. Using such a large piece of "sand iron"
"When it comes to the arena, the Ximen family is very generous.
The auditorium has also expanded a lot, with dozens of young men walking back and forth carrying sour plum drinks and some snacks. At this time, the two first people to compete have jumped onto the ring, and twenty elders are scattered around the ring.
, always ready to deal with special situations.
After the usual greetings, the two sides started to stand up.
Wearing a red gown representing the Gongsun family, Gongsun Mu stood proudly on the field. Like Hui Wu, both of them had nothing in their hands at this moment and no weapons. However, everyone knew that Gongsun Mu's weapons were actually a pair of daggers.
, it’s just that he hid his dagger on his body and didn’t take it out. Anyone who has watched Gongsun Mu’s game knows that Gongsun Mu’s attack is extremely secretive. If he didn’t make a move, he would definitely win with one blow. His move
The dagger is like the two fangs of a poisonous snake. It can pounce out of the darkness at any time and easily defeat the opponent.
Compared with Gongsun Mu's Tibetan soldiers, Hui Wu's offense was even more outrageous. Hui Wu seemed like a weak and gentle monk, but in fact he was the craziest in attack. After a few games, he was defeated.
Everyone at Hui Wu's feet was beaten with bruises and bruises. Hui Wu only had one weapon - his fist. No matter who he met, Hui Wu would go up with his fist and beat him violently. Any weapon that struck him would be fatal.
It's like cutting on an iron plate, with no effect.
These two guys who are usually silent but brave when fighting collided. It was God's will. This boring battle aroused everyone's curiosity before it even started.
"Amitabha!" Hui Wu chanted a Buddha's name, and golden light emerged from his body, like a divine Buddha. Slowly clenching his fists, Hui Wu walked towards Gongsun Mu step by step with a faint Buddhist smile.
Every time the sole of his foot hits the ground, it is like a golden bell being struck hard - ringing in Gongsun Mu's heart. Hui Wu squeezes the formula with one hand and makes a fist with the other, with an indifferent expression, and the sound of Buddhist music comes out of his mouth silently,
A kind of Buddhist solemnity and bloodthirsty belligerence converge in the same person, which is completely weird, but it also brings a kind of grain from the soul.
In an exquisite attic next to the top of the mountain, Gongsun Hong, the patriarch of the Gongsun family, had a cold and angry look on his face and said in a lukewarm voice: "Master Buxiao, congratulations on having a good disciple from Wanyin Temple."
The unsmiling monk, who always had a smile on his face, chuckled and replied: "It's really bad. I regret that my five disciples have not practiced enough and have a bellicose nature. There is still a long way to go."
"Master is humble."
The two of them exchanged a few words of flattery, and the scene became cold again.
Gongsun Mu took a breath and tried hard to get rid of Hui Wu's mental pressure, but the more anxious he was to get rid of it, the greater the pressure became. Gongsun Mu is the most outstanding rookie generation of the Gongsun family. He is already thirty years old this year.
, there is also a late stage of out-of-body cultivation. According to the current situation in the world of cultivation, reaching this level at this age requires not only a certain amount of talent, but also hard work in cultivation. Looking back on his childhood, Gongsun Mu’s cultivation can be described as tragic.
, I have to spend several times more effort to practice than others every day, and that's why I have achieved today's achievements. The opposite Hui Wu is young, but his cultivation is not weaker than his own. As the pride of the family, Gongsun Mu
He was confident. But after participating in the "Ascension Conference" this time, it really opened his eyes. What he saw and heard in the past few days made him deeply feel that there are people outside the world, and meeting these young talents
At this time, Gongsun Mu's confidence began to be eroded little by little. Just like at this moment, Hui Wu in front of him made Gongsun Mu feel powerless. However, for the honor of the family, Gongsun Mu must rise up and fight. Thinking of this, Gongsun Mu no longer waits to die.
, the true energy in the body suddenly burned, and a red body-protecting true flame rose outside the body surface.
"Even if I die in battle, I will defeat you." Gongsun Mu regained his proud spirit again.
"Amitabha..." Hui Wu used the Buddha's name in response to Gongsun Mu's declaration of war.
"Whoosh~~~" Under the gaze of everyone, Gongsun Mu suddenly turned into a straight line and rushed towards Hui Wu. He rushed in front of Hui Wu at extremely fast speed, and Gongsun Mu waved his left hand like lightning, wiping towards Hui Wu.
Wu's neck. This is an extremely simple set of actions, but the power and control of the timing are just right. Anyone who is not as strong as Gongsun Mu will never be able to take this blow. Just when Gongsun Mu's palm wind is about to blow.
When Wu's neck was pressed, the body-protecting true flames on Hui Wu's body suddenly became as real as substance, blocking Gongsun Mu's attack.
A hint of joy appeared in the corner of Gongsun Mu's eyes, but he saw a flick of his left hand's wrist, and a touch of silver light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. Seeing that his castration was unabated, he continued to wipe Hui Wu's neck with a sharp palm wind.
In the electric light and flint, a strange scene appeared. The originally impregnable body-protecting true flame did not block Gongsun Mu's palm. The wind of the palm cut through Hui Wu's body-protecting true flame, and only heard: "Clang, clang, clang~~" Three
With a crisp sound, Gongsun Mu's palm hit Hui Wu's neck hard, three times in a row. With a sway, the two of them quickly separated.
Gongsun Mu opened his mouth in shock. With his eyesight, he could clearly see that there were only three very thin marks left on Hui Wu's neck. At most, they were a little congested, but nothing serious. But in fact, Gongsun
Mu had just used his killing move. The three blows he struck on Hui Wu's neck were not with his palms, but with a dagger hidden in his palm. The sharpness of that dagger was absolutely unparalleled.
But when he slashed at Hui Wu's neck, not even a blood groove was cut out. Such a blow was really too great.
"Amitabha……"
Hui Wu still had a faint smile on his face, and could not see anything about it.
Gongsun Mu stabilized his mood and rushed towards Hui Wu again. The true energy in his body gathered on his two palms. In an instant, a ball of scorching fire burned in his hands. Rushing in front of Hui Wu, Gongsun Mu took a big sip.
Infuriating, raindrop-like fist shadows were densely directed at Hui Wu. This set of moves was very familiar. It was clearly the way Hui Wu used to deal with others, but now it was used by Gongsun Mu as a guest appearance.
Patriarch Gongsun in the attic laughed and scolded: "This brat actually used his opponent's tricks, it's not elegant, it's not elegant..."
The non-smiling monk squinted his eyes, as if he didn't hear Gongsun Hong's sarcastic words, and just smiled arrogantly.