Chapter 104: Midnight, the disciple teaches the Dharma (2/2)
"boom!"
Zhuge Qing raised his hand and punched Zhao He in the left chest, making a dull sound.
He took strange steps, avoided Zhao He's counterattack, and flashed to a corner of the arena, frowning slightly.
“Is this still the Golden Bell Cover?”
Zhuge Qing was a little surprised: "The way of unloading force has completely changed. It seems like another method of horizontal training."
Zhao He's original golden bell cover seemed to have a layer of steel armor wrapped around his body.
No damage will be taken until the steel armor is penetrated.
Today's Golden Bell Cover is like having many layers of steel mesh buried inside the body, which has a powerful shock-absorbing and injury-reducing effect.
He can cause injuries to Zhao He's skin.
But for every point increase in punch power, the force will decrease by 10%.
Talk about difficult.
The latter is ten times more difficult than the former!
The wind is blowing again.
Zhuge Qing pinched his nose and stepped back.
The uncle finally understood.
His Fierce Wind Palm is not suitable for large swings and movements.
nowadays.
He placed the wind ring against the surface of his palm, causing injuries wherever it touched.
And he can throw wind blades from his palms at any time.
The main focus is on surprise.
The uncle-faced man learned the lesson just now. He held the wind blade in his palm and threw out some broken wind belts from time to time like a chicken having diarrhea.
The Broken Wind Belt has no lethality.
It only has one effect, which is to wrap your feet around them like nylon webbing.
If you dodge in a hurry, you may easily stumble.
Even if Zhuge Qing used the same trick again, what would be the use?
The two of them covered each other and tripped, but it was no big deal.
If Zhuge Qing was hit, he would have to face a beating from the two of them.
"..."
Zhuge Qing sighed silently.
He never expected that such a breakthrough in battle actually existed and happened to his opponent.
The two of them made rapid progress and caused quite a lot of trouble.
The Qimen Bureau passed down by Zhuge Wuhou is centered on himself.
When facing siege, it can save a lot of computing power compared to ordinary Qimen.
But no matter how much you save.
Calculating with the Qimen Bureau is always a time-consuming and laborious task.
The user of the Fiery Sun Palm improved his tactics and released a large amount of redundant intelligence.
What is the trick of Broken Wind Belt?
Are there constantly trash bags being thrown around the playing field?
It would be too unprofitable for him to use divination to calculate such things, but it would be too dangerous if he didn't use it.
Who knows if that person will release a real killing move.
The battle dragged on too long and was too awkward, which damaged the reputation of the Wuhou faction.
"Heroes in the world are like crucian carp crossing the river, they should not be underestimated."
Zhuge Qing sighed secretly, and decisively kicked the ground. His true Qi quickly spread out, forming a complete Qimen formation on the ground.
"Xun character!"
He shouted softly: "Wind rope."
The voice just fell.
Dozens of white wind ropes appeared in his hands, dancing in the wind. In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around Zhao He and hung him up tightly.
If you can’t break the Golden Bell Cover, then don’t fight!
The uncle was shocked and quickly released the wind blade, trying to cut the rope and rescue the person.
Zhuge Qing said again: "Gen means earth waterfall!"
Several mud walls rose from the ground, blocking Zhao He in front of him, blocking all the wind blades facing the uncle's face.
Two moves in a row.
Zhuge Qing turned the situation around easily.
The offensive and defensive momentum is different!
"Ouch."
Zhang Mingdao stretched himself and said in a brisk tone, "We're going to lose!"
He used his eyes to give the two people mental hints and reorganized the techniques of practicing Qi.
It greatly increased the strength of both of them.
But skills are built on foundations.
The difference between the two parties' cultivation foundations is too great, so failure is inevitable.
He didn't care.
after all.
The two people on the field all learned their whole lives, and all of them were named Zhang. Zhang Mingdao stretched out his finger, his mind moved slightly, and a breeze surrounded his fingertips: "It's time to change the name of the magnetic body!"
The body of omnipotence is pretty good!
He turned his head and continued to watch the battle, focusing more on Zhuge Qing's Wu Hou Qimen.
In the original work.
Wu Hou Qimen was completely defeated by Wang Ye's Feng Hou Qimen.
But he knew that the Wuhou sect had a powerful skill above the Qimen, called the Three Flavors True Fire.
The spirit is the upper elixir, the energy is the middle elixir, and the essence is the lower elixir.
Using these three treasures as energy, ignite them one by one and transform them into a fire of life.
Zhang Mingdao couldn't help but be moved when he thought about it.
If one could obtain this fire to temper oneself, to what extent could one advance one's physical body?
but.
Zhang Mingdao encountered some obstacles.
His eyesight was very strong and he could clearly see the aura that Zhuge Qing was spreading.
But I don’t understand the art of Qimen, so I can’t quite understand it.
"Uh……"
The more Zhang Mingdao examined the situation, the more familiar it seemed, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
"never mind!"
He came to his senses and took a deep breath.
Zhang Mingdao wanted to use his spirit to guide Zhuge Qing and gain some knowledge of strange arts at the same time.
But then I thought about it.
Warlocks are extremely sensitive to mental invasion and are easily exposed.
He would be better off starting with someone else.
In the fighting arena.
After Zhuge Qing used the Wu Hou Qi Men, he completely controlled the development of the situation, used his momentum to overwhelm the others, and quickly eliminated the struggles of the two people, thus winning.
The next person to appear was Jia Zhengliang.
Jia Zhengyu, who once visited the Tianxiahui, was his brother.
Jia Zhengliang looked particularly cool as he was distractedly talking on the phone while controlling twelve flying knives to slay immortals.
Zhang Mingdao used the same old trick again.
The method of lighting a lamp with the eyes hints at the reorganization skills of the three people.
What a result!
It's just average.
The level of Jia Zhengliang's three opponents is too low, far inferior to Zhuge Qing's opponents.
He used almost all his strength to help the three people smash Jia Zhengliang's mobile phone and forced Jia Zhengliang to hang up the phone with his mother.
of course.
The three men's fate was much worse than before.
The wound is unbearable to look at.
Zhang Mingdao hid behind the scenes, concealing his achievements and fame.
The first day of selection for the Luotian Dajiao ended, with a total of 32 people advancing. The group melee system was no longer adopted, but a one-on-one elimination system.
Each player can see his or her opponent tomorrow through drawing lots.
Night falls.
Feng Baobao slipped out with an engineering shovel.
He probably had to resort to burying people to clear the way for Zhang Chulan!
Zhang Mingdao witnessed it with his own eyes, said "tsk", and turned to walk to Master Tian's room.
He wanted to know the origin of the Eight Wonders and the secrets of immortality, but he didn't want to betray his teacher and ancestors.
The conflict in his heart is evident from this.
He traveled through time and space, and the poison had not yet been cleared. He was able to survive until now only thanks to the care of his master and the treatment of Senior Brother Zhiyu.
The life-saving grace must be repaid.
……
Tian Jinzhong dismissed the two Taoist boys who were serving him, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice meditation day after day.
After he became disabled due to injuries, he was afraid that the news would be leaked, so he replaced sleep with meditation. Only when he entered a state of meditation could he forget the physical pain.
He was startled by the sound of footsteps.
"Xiao Yuzi."
Tian Jinzhong said helplessly: "I don't need to serve you at night... Zhang Mingdao, why are you here?"
It was obvious that the person at the door was not a Taoist boy, but a burly man over two meters tall.
"Master Tian, it's me."
Zhang Mingdao picked up a book, walked into the room and closed the door.
He said, "I was driven down the mountain by my master because of a dispute over thunder magic. I came back to the mountain during the Luotian Grand Ceremony and came to see you for something."
"Uh……"
Zhang Mingdao got straight to the point: "I have created a method that may help you recover."
(End of this chapter)