Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 42 Tanned Skin Gu Dao, Motian Yanglian

After Guan Luoyang let out his words, among the hundreds of people, there were whispers from the other sects, even on the side of Zhenwu Temple, there were some Taoist priests who felt that he was being too entrusted.

Qiu Di approached Qiu Shi with some worry, and said in a low voice, "Eldest brother..."

Qiu Shi put his hand on the whisk and sat firmly, as if he didn't hear anything, and didn't have the slightest intention to get up to make things right. He just squinted his eyes slightly, and his gaze was always on the right front, and fell on Wei Dinggong.

Wei Dinggong wrapped his hands around the rosary, but he didn't continue to speak at this moment, he only thought secretly: "It was a bit tricky at first, but I didn't expect him to provoke such a thing by himself, after all, he is young."Who here doesn't have the means to suppress the bottom of the box, and after being so provoked by him, there will be a wheel battle, at most three or five people, and he won't be exhausted? '

The martial arts achievement of the Water Fire Immortal Clothes is certainly extraordinary, claiming to be able to overcome changes in water and fire, walk mountains of swords, and cross forests of swords, but to say that warriors of this level can be on an equal footing with the top ranks of Nanyang mages would be an understatement .

It is true that the status of mages lies more in their ability to cure diseases and save people, curse and kill from the air, and change luck with Feng Shui, so they are respected by the powerful.

The idea of ​​being able to fight is the greatest desire in human nature.

Mages are human beings too. Various schools of spells have been handed down for so many years, so how could they not develop methods that are extremely effective in frontal confrontation?

Just now, the reason why Master Xuluo lost so quickly was because he did not expect the kung fu level of the young man in front of him, and secondly, it was also because the great monk had kindness in his heart. force.

But now, all parties were wary of Guan Luoyang's skills, and they couldn't help being aroused by his big words, so it was impossible to act as peacefully as Master Xu Luo.

"My boy, you want us to have no complaints in your heart, but when you say this, you want us to yell at you."

The sturdy and burly man stood up.

This person has tanned skin, wide face and square lips, thick hair braided into many small braids on the top of the head, black cloth clothes on the upper body, and rough color cloth skirt pants that reach the knees on the lower body, and the arms and calves are wrapped. leather.

"Okay! Then I will come to meet you first. I have played the fifth game and you have played the sixth game. I have fought for a round. It is fair for the two of us to come, as long as you can fight hard. Me, I don’t care what other people do, but for my faction, I will never let them say anything about you in front of others.”

After he finished speaking, he left his left foot sideways and stomped his ankle-high boots in a big stride. His waist sank and his knees were bent at right angles. Then he raised his right foot high and stomped in the same posture.

The arms crossed in front of the stalls, and the leather on the forearms rubbed against each other. Gradually, the forearms of both hands, the shoulder pads on both sides, the two leather waist pads, the two knee pads, the two cowhide rings on the calf, and a pair of leather boots all emerged. Light smoke comes.

Guan Luoyang smelled a smell like burning cowhide in his nose, and walked slowly to the middle of the ring.

Boom! ! !
Gouli jumped onto the ring, with a slight bulge of veins on his forehead, he rushed to Guan Luoyang with a big stride, and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

These two hands brought up a sinister wind, which filled Guan Luoyang's ears.

Guan Luoyang jumped behind his ears, the muscles from his shoulder blades to the back of his neck swelled, his shoulders were as tight as iron, and his arms were raised one step.

There was a muffled sound on the spot.

The sound of two people's arms colliding even overwhelmed the sound of the plank breaking under Guan Luoyang's feet.

In the eyes of others, Guan Luoyang suddenly became shorter.

However, the arena was built very carefully. Under the plank was a layer of logs as thick as thighs. Under the logs, soil was filled with sacks and compacted.

Although Guan Luoyang's feet sank an inch, they still wouldn't fall off, and his arms changed extremely quickly between firmness and softness. When parrying, his entire shoulders and arms were as hard as a large piece of cast iron .

But as soon as the collision happened, his forearms slid forward, his palms opened like a python, his thumbs pinched Gouli's elbows and bent inwards, pressing down.

Master Juli's arms were pressed down and forward, his hands were empty, and he clasped his fingers suddenly, and the strength seemed to overflow from the fingers.

The most exposed and weakest part of the blood vessels in the bend of his arm was so hard that it was as hard as bamboo wrapped in a layer of oil-soaked iron sheet. It was tough and slippery.

But Gouli's chin jerked immediately, and his face was raised violently.

It turned out that after Guan Luoyang's fingers were freed, he raised his hand and whipped him. The five fingers of his right hand were as soft as cotton, and the back of his hand was as swift as a steel whip.

Juli's feet were off the ground, his collarbone was in the palm, his upper body lost balance and fell to the ground, he quickly hugged his head to protect the back of his head, turned over twice on the ground and stood up.

When he rolled over, the stage of the arena trembled slightly, as if being crushed by some big iron wheel.

But after such a heavy blow and collision, after he stood up, he was covered in dust and sawdust, completely intact, and he showed a mouthful of teeth blackened by the medicine juice, and gave a thumbs up.

"A good warrior has the confidence to be wild, but it's not enough."

Under the arena, Duke Wei Ding thought to himself: "The power of Wu Si is indeed the most forceful method as soon as he comes on stage." '

This Juli master is a great expert in the art of becoming a witch in the underworld.

In southern Yunnan and Nanyang, the legend of witchcraft is quite widespread. It is said that in every village, there is such a witchcraft that releases Gu with one or two hands.

The vast majority of people have a very superficial impression of Gu, thinking that poisonous insects such as snakes, scorpions, poisonous silkworms, toads, geckos, etc. are put in the same vessel in a special way to kill each other, and the final result is to kill each other. The winner is a Gu, which can parasitize in other people's bodies to achieve effects such as mutilation and supervision.

Even the shape of the word Gu means worms on top of vessels.

But actually here in Nanyang, besides using live insects as Gu, there is another category, using leather as Gu.

Animals born in cold regions often have fine fur, but the fibers of the fur are rough, raccoons and foxes are the representatives.

And here in Nanyang, where the climate is warm and humid all year round, it is often the source of fine, soft and high-quality leather.

The craftsman who tans the leather skillfully divides a piece of intact cowhide into eight layers. The outermost layer, also called green skin, is highly ductile and breathable.

A clever Gu master uses this kind of skin as a raw material for casting spells, with various methods and tricks.

If it wants to harm people, the most common way is to cut it into very small pieces. Two or three pieces of small pieces are sprinkled in the food, swallowed by people, and then done in secret, it can make people die of abdominal distension.

It can also be used for carving, making leather sculptures, and burying them secretly, which can damage the Feng Shui of the house, ruin their official fortune, and shorten the lifespan of their children and grandchildren.

If you want to save people, you can wrap the leather on the body of a child, fish it out after submerging in the water, and get rid of the disease, and you can use skin green to replace the skin of the burnt person. Undead, absorb incense.

In the previous fight, Master Juli used a leather painting to absorb the mana of the opponent, and released a cloud of smoke from the galloping buffalo, knocking the opponent off the stage.

And the voodoo technique he is using now is called "The Power of Dance". It uses the skins of twelve dead buffaloes to compare different parts of the human body, and takes different parts of the skins from each cow to contain the soul, and vegetable tans it. support.

This kind of voodoo requires a lot of physical strength, that's why he has trained himself so vigorously. When he casts the spell, the power of twelve bison wraps around his body. Enter, enough bravery to hold up the city gate.

Guan Luoyang stared at his chin and shook the back of his hand.

The tactile sensation of hitting the chin just now was like touching a layer of extremely thick grease, and it slid directly away, at most only half of the force was used to firm it up.

"It's so durable, then I can rest assured."

Guan Luoyang let out a sigh of relief, his breathing was steady, his mouth and nose circulated endlessly, his body seemed to be half his head taller, he swayed his body, and bumped into Master Juli head-on.

Gouli made a good posture, threw his arms fiercely, and the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

After practicing Qi, Guan Luoyang's center of gravity changed at will. Guan Luoyang seemed to put all his strength on his upper body and was about to hit the opponent's head and face, but in the middle of the forceful charge, he suddenly collapsed, his posture changed extremely smoothly, and one leg shoveled out like a razor.

Gouli was kicked and staggered forward, Guan Luoyang's body heaved up and down, a shovel turned into a lunge, his upper body was lifted by the strength of his waist and hips, his arm was twisted into the sky, and he hit Gouli's chin again.

This time there is still that extremely slippery and extremely tough feeling, unloading his strength.

But compared with the whip hand just now, this sky cannon is more than twice as powerful. Even if most of it is removed, it can still hit Gouli's whole body in the air.

Guan Luoyang straightened his body, jumped forward and grabbed his belt, swung his arms in a half-circle, spotted the direction where Gouli's disciple was, and threw him out.

"Master!" "Guru!" "Abbot..."

More than a dozen disciples raised their hands at the same time, their palms stretched out, and they caught Gouli together.

A few disciples in the front row withdrew their hands, put Gouli down, and asked anxiously.

Gouli's eyes were slack, his jaw was sore, his mind was dizzy, and he still didn't understand how he was beaten, so he held back for a long time before uttering two words.

"strong enough!"

On the stage, Guan Luoyang maintained a state of great qi training, as if he was about to inhale his breath for an eternity. He raised his finger for a moment, raised one finger, and then spread his palm as an invitation gesture, looking around.

The first one goes down, who will come the second?

"The poor come to learn."

This is the winner of the fourth competition, the leader of Jianping Mansion.

There is a little silver in his hair, and he holds a feather fan. Before he takes the stage, he shakes his sleeves every step of the way, revealing small generals made of bamboo strips and paper. , and some hold snakes with their left hands and hold large axes horizontally.

The moment he came to the stage, Xingwudao Chang waved his feather fan, and a puff of smoke rolled over out of thin air, and there were six more tall and stiff armored soldiers around him, and rushed towards Guan Luoyang together.

This Liujia God General is half-truth and half-false. You say he is true, but he has no vital points. There is no flesh and blood under his armor. If the body collided with the cavalry, the armored iron horse would be killed on the spot.

But Guan Luoyang let go of his hands and feet at this time, and with his mastered strength, he hit the cannon hammer with his hands, slashing and killing in a row, and as soon as his body fell together, he smashed four heavy armored generals into the ring and smashed them into paper.

He was about to slap the remaining two to death, but Xing Wudao raised his eyebrows in fright and jumped off the stage.

"Pindao admit defeat, don't do it, don't do it!"

Xing Wudao waved his feather fan, and the white mist rolled over, and took away the remaining two intact generals. With a distressed look on his face, he fixedly looked at Guan Luoyang for a long time, and shouted in disbelief, "Such a powerful force , Where is it just the water and fire fairy clothes, clearly still has the achievement of Zhou Tian's breathing, learning magic and practicing martial arts, how did you get to this level?!"

Guan Luoyang let him step down, and turned his eyes again.

Granny Yuan sighed inwardly, and walked up to the stage.In fact, she already knew that she might not be the opponent of this little Taoist priest. The relationship between Notre Dame Temple and Zhenwu Temple was good in the past, so there was no need to use some too ruthless methods of fighting for life.

But on this kind of occasion, since he has been on stage before, he represents a certain face, and now it is hard to get off.

If you don't get on the stage, you will lose. If you don't get on the stage, you will be afraid of the juniors, and you will be even more ashamed.

She drives the seven-sided pointed bamboo hat in the air, whirling back and forth, cutting indefinitely, when each bamboo hat flies past, there will be a sound in the air, like the sound of cloth being torn.

As a result, the swift shadow came to Guan Luoyang and stopped suddenly. He pinched the edge of the bamboo hat with his bare hands, and the bronze pattern on the back of his hand was faintly visible, making him unable to move.

The other bamboo hats swirled to outflank them, and Guan Luoyang was like an old ape circling in the forest. With a few unpredictable feints, he opened the distance and caught each one accurately.

After holding a bamboo hat in his right hand, he put it in his left hand, and in an instant, he folded all seven bamboo hats together and handed them back to Granny Yuan.

"It's the old lady who lost."

Granny Yuan took the hat, her eyes fixed, her voice lowered a lot, "You are reckless, with this strength, if you follow the steps, you may not be unable to accomplish things."

Although Guan Luoyang had easily defeated four of them in a row starting from Master Xu Luo, what Granny Yuan meant was that he was still not optimistic about his success in defending the ring.

Guan Luoyang didn't answer and sent her off the stage.

Next, Mrs. Aze of Xin'an Prefecture took the stage. She was one of the four people who had never been on stage before. She was wearing an apricot-colored dress, with delicate silver ornaments on her head, ears, and neck, and her thin lips were cherry-colored. , the charm still exists.

But her spells are very dangerous. Just point down with her hand, a stalagmite-like object suddenly protrudes from the ring, and directly shoots upwards from the bottom of Guan Luoyang's feet. If the dodge is not good, it may directly touch The lower yin is vital.

Guan Luoyang slid sideways and moved on the ground. He planed out a layer of wood patterns on the board and wiped off the stone thorns. Just as he was about to kick off and rush away, the soles of his feet suddenly sank again.

The timing of this trap was extremely precise, but with his ability to play with the center of gravity, how could he be hindered by such a small trap, the tip of the other foot moved slightly, and the person moved out like a spinning top. .

After knowing what the opponent's method was, Guan Luoyang changed his pace, surpassing the speed of the opponent's spell, and directly walked around behind Mrs. Aze, took her clothes from the back of her neck, and sent her down.

Afterwards, Master Ban Lantern of Fenghua Mansion came to the stage. He held an oil lamp in his hand, opened his mouth and blew on it, and the seven-foot-long blue flame swept across.

In addition to the requirement of the mana of the magic weapon, he also needs to practice the unique method of blowing air in his access control lamp technique. He first puts warm water in his mouth, and slowly spits it out, as thin as cotton thread, without branching. Call entry.

Then practice with ice water and hot water, and then practice with air-dried hard dough. The dough that is the size of a fist can be swallowed in one bite, and can be squeezed out of the throat by gastrointestinal motility, which is called success.

After reaching this level, with the cooperation of mana, the flames blown out are extremely fierce, sticking to the person's body, immediately burning the skin and rotten flesh.

And I don't know what the lamp oil is made of. There is a strong sulfur smell in the flame, which seems to be mixed with unknown toxicity. People near the ring feel a little dizzy after being smoked.

Blowing the flame from a few angles can almost sweep the entire arena, leaving no room for opponents.

Guan Luoyang broke the table with one foot, hooked up half of the plank with his toes, folded his body sideways to form a line with the plank, leaned his elbows against the back of the plank, split the passage from the middle of the lamp flame, approached it, and broke the plank with a punch.

Turning fist into palm, pressing down the cardia and pushing, the Master Bandeng who was about to intensify his blowing, hiccupped, puffed out smoke from his nostrils, and fell off the ring.

It turned out that the rippling lamp oil was actually solid, and it didn't spill out of the lamp even after he dropped it.

After getting up, Master Ban Deng let out a yell, and cursed: "If it weren't for the restrictions of the martial arts platform, which mage would be so stupid as to take the initiative to approach such a top martial artist within ten steps?"

If the distance is long enough, his access control lamp method can cooperate with some pre-set copper ring strange doors, and burn people at a distance of a hundred steps. Let alone such an inch-thick wet wood board, it is an iron sheet wrapped into a ball to protect the body. All have to be cooked through by his heat.

Hundreds of people around are majoring in spells, and their boxing skills are at most an assistant. When they heard what he said, they all felt sorry for him and agreed repeatedly.

"Don't be ashamed of yourself here!"

Master Yang Lian sneered again and again, and scolded mercilessly, "You have an opinion, why didn't you mention it when discussing the rules of fighting against the law? Why didn't you talk about how much younger they are than you, and how many times are you on stage?" What's more, he also has mana, which hasn't been used on you yet."

Master Forbidden Lantern held the lantern and turned around: "Yang Lian, what do you mean?"

"It means that it is a fact that you are weak."

The red robe is displayed.

Master Ban Lan subconsciously wanted to blow the lamp, but saw a thin hand covering his own lamp.

The blue flame scorched the palm of the hand, making crackling noises, but it couldn't stop the hand from slowly pressing down.

laugh! !

The poisonous fire that could burn to the bone with a touch of sparks was undoubtedly extinguished by this hand.

"Blowing the lamp and pulling the wax, lazy bald donkey, get out!"

The red-robed old monk with a hat on his head slapped Master Bandeng away with one sleeve, and Shi Shiran stepped onto the ring regardless of the glaring appearance of Master Bandeng's disciples rushing over.

Master Ban Deng's disciples were still waiting to make noise, but after only two or three sentences, they inexplicably lowered their voices and became quiet.

It was the power of an atmosphere that made them shut their mouths.

Because those people who had been indifferent before began to gather their energy and sit up straight at this time.

Huangtou Taigong raised his eyelids and stared intently, which affected his disciples.

Daoist Qiu Shi sat down firmly and squeezed his whisk tightly, affecting his junior.

Wei Dinggong pinched the rosary and did not move.

Daoist Zhiyuan, Daoist Xingwu, Granny Yuan, Master Juli, Master Xuluo, Lady Aze, etc., even showed more solemn expressions than when they were on stage for the competition.

"It seems that even if many people participate in martial arts, they are just going through the motions for the reputation of their own sect. They take a little bit of luck. In fact, deep down in their hearts, they feel that they can't win against you."

"So even if they lose, I still don't think I will win."

Guan Luoyang felt the silence and heaviness, his eyes became brighter, and he smiled at the old monk opposite, "Counting Master Xu Luo, you are the seventh person."

Grand Master Yanglian raised her right hand, her knuckles were varicose, and when her thin palm was straightened for the second time, it seemed to stretch a little more.

"Taoist, for these seven competitions, just remember me alone."

(End of this chapter)