boyutpedia Chapter 168 Graceful and Elegant (Subscribe)
Chapter 168 Graceful and Elegant (Subscribe)
Song Hongli shook the fan, what Song Qinglian heard last night was right.
Sure enough, the Silver Moon Sect first sent Venerable.
Everyone didn't move, and Venerable raised his lips and sneered: "Don't all fellow daoists who came to participate in the competition dare not even take a step forward?"
The auditorium was silent, just when everyone thought that no one could play, suddenly a white figure flew out.
In the blink of an eye, Song Hongli had landed firmly in front of Venerable, and he smiled slightly: "I'll try it.
Ba Dao Venerable watched Song Hongli play, and he thought that it would be too early for Tathagata's coincidence. He had long wanted to fight Song Hongli, the Xuanlingzong.
So Ba Dao Venerable sneered: "Then don't blame the deity for being ruthless.
I saw Ba Dao Venerable's eyes were like lightning, and a rare fighting intent appeared on his face, urging "Chess Cloud Move" to switch between several intermediate martial arts.
The intermediate martial arts of several Perfect Realm are blended together to produce incredible power.
"Point the star finger."
Song Hongli stretched out his fingers, his inner strength condensed a little, and quickly pointed out a few fingers.
Puff puff!
The power of each finger can penetrate the iron plate, and the power is condensed to the extreme.
"Sweep the Wind and Clouds!"
With a wave of Venerable's arm sleeves, the wind roared like muffled thunder, and the layers of rocks under his feet were peeled off, sweeping across all directions, and the momentum was shaking like wind and clouds.
"Three-point star."
Song Hongli's fingertips were in the night sky, and in the sharp whistling, a cyan light streak was drawn, like a meteor flashing away.
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A sharp and sharp finger, condensed into a burst, pierced the wind and dust, and beat together with the arm sleeve of Venerable.
Song Qinglian was very anxious below, although she knew that Master Cultivation Base was good, but the sword had no eyes on the field, in case it really hurt Master.
She watched as the tip of the sleeve robe slammed into Song Hongli's fingertips.
In an instant, the figure on the ground swayed slightly, the qi swelled between the two of them like a soft wind and water, and the vigor of Song Hongli's whole body tumbled and gathered, instantly knocking the tyrant Venerable to the ground!
In the first competition, Song Hongli won!
This competition can be described as extraordinarily exciting, everyone cheered, Song Hongli smiled and said: "You lost."
Ba Dao Venerable sat up from the ground, his face darker than anyone else.
The people from the Silver Moon Sect invited another Elder out, gritted their teeth and said, "There is a second match, who will your Xuanling Sect send?
Nascent Soul period body cultivator, who dares to fight!
At this moment, Mu Yanwan stood up slowly and said, "I'll come."
Song Hongli recited in his heart, sister take care.
Mu Yanwan walked unhurriedly to the center of the martial arts field. She didn't think about winning, and naturally she didn't attack deliberately, but just avoided the body cultivator's attack.
Song Hongli saw that Mu Yanwan was calm and did not even hit with her hands behind her back, with a look of "Although I can't beat you, I can still dodge", and the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch into a smile.
After a few rounds, the body cultivator really didn't hurt her at all!
On the other hand, Yinyuezong couldn't sit still, and said angrily: "A mere medical practitioner dares to work in front of us, it's really Damn it!"
Mu Yanwan saw that the situation was almost the same, and she would hide if she could provoke the body cultivator. She raised her hand to fight back.
On the other side, the body cultivator of the Silver Moon Sect saw the opportunity and immediately raised his hand to strike!
And Mu Yanwan was already prepared to meet his palm!
Not surprisingly, Mu Yanwan lost.
But she didn't lose badly, she just vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Go and help Elder Mu." Song Hongli said to Song Qinglian.
Song Qinglian hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mu Yanwan, who was wobbly, down.
Mu Yanwan sat back next to Song Hongli again, and immediately started to tap a few acupuncture points on her body, and said, "Fortunately, I took the Heart Protection Pill in advance, otherwise my heart pulse would be shattered in half.
Now that the situation is one-to-one, Ling Yuezong looked at the two disciples next to Song Hongli and said proudly, "I wonder who Song Xianshi will send out to deal with our Young Sect Leader of Ling Yuezong?
Young Master Ling Yuezong Sect Leader Lin Muyu stepped out of the team at this moment.
He was wearing a black robe with a circle of gold thread embroidered underneath, like a twisted flying snake.
He looked at Song Hongli with a smile: "Song Xianshi, do you still have someone from the Xuanling Sect come forward to compete?"
Although the smile looked kind, Song Hongli knew in his heart that this person was by no means a good person.
・・・・For flowers・・・
Song Hongli smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about Sect Leader, I will send my apprentice to the field.
Lin Muyu looked at Su Zhaoxue, then at Song Qinglian, and said, "So which disciple of Immortal Master Song is he?
Song Hongli's palm rested on Song Qinglian's shoulder, "Qinglian, you go."
Song Qinglian seemed to be ready long ago, she got up and said, "Yes, Master.
Song Qinglian played calmly.
Su Zhaoxue pulled the corner of Song Hongli's clothes and said hesitantly, "Master, I feel that Senior Sister may not be able to beat the opponent, so I'll go.
"Zhaoxue, don't worry, you can just sit and rest." Song Hongli looked at Song Qinglian's back and replied.
You're all injured, and I'm reluctant to let you play.
Seeing that the person who came up was just a girl, Lin Muyu couldn't help sneering and said, "Song Xianshi, are you sure this match was not meant for me?"
Song Hongli calmly unfolded the folding fan: "My apprentice is a good seedling of cultivation, the less Sect Leader will talk about it first."
Hearing this sentence, Song Qinglian felt like a string was touched in her heart.
Master also said last night that he believes in himself.
Believe that you will win.
On the other side, after hearing this, Lin Muyu chuckled lightly and said, "That would be offended.
As soon as the words fell, Lin Muyu rushed over like an arrow from a string.
Seeing this, Song Qinglian did not panic at all, and waved her palm out.
"Butterfly Palm! 35
"Biyun Finger!
Song Qinglian's style of play is elegant and agile, as brisk as a gust of wind, and has a solid advantage in speed.
After confronting about twenty moves, Lin Muyu's expression gradually became solemn, his inner strength was pushed to the extreme, and the advanced martial arts "Biyun Finger" also played without reservation.
However, Song Qinglian was unexpectedly difficult, light and calm, advancing and retreating freely.
Forty strokes! Fifty strokes!
Song Qinglian is graceful and graceful, and as time goes by, the power of her martial arts is still rising.
Until the time of the eighty strokes, the mutation suddenly occurred.
"Butterfly Flower Dance!
The power of Song Qinglian's palm technique has greatly increased, and the speed and strength have stepped into a new level.
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