Game Days: Evolving from Bone Cancer

Chapter 101 Huashan On the Sword
Sacrifice the cliff!
It is not the highest point of Huashan Mountain, but because there is a large platform on the top of the cliff, it has become the venue for the Huashan sword competition.

At sunrise, Huashan is already crowded with people.

From the mountain road to the top of the cliff, people from the rivers and lakes are everywhere.

Most of them came to watch the battle. They wanted to witness the birth of No. [-] in the world with their own eyes, and those who were qualified to climb the cliff of sacrifice were only a very small number of people who initiated the challenge.

As the initiator of this "contest", Xiao Ting did not show up immediately.

Jiumozhi stood on the mountain pass of Sacrificial Cliff on his behalf!
The rules are very simple, only those who can defeat Jiumozhi and get his approval are eligible to participate in the final sword debate.

After the Shaolin World War I, Dalun Mingwang shocked the world with his record of defeating three eminent Shaolin monks of Xuanzi generation.

The ordinary masters who were eager to try at first saw that all the eminent monks below Shaolin Abbot Xuanci were watching their noses and noses and their hearts, standing on the mountain road without any intention of going forward to challenge them, and suddenly they felt like being poured down by a basin of cold water. When I woke up, I dispelled the unrealistic thoughts.

Fighting on a cliff is not as good as fighting on flat ground. If you can't beat it on flat ground, just admit defeat.

But at the top of the cliff, the opponent's palm strength is slightly stronger, if he is accidentally knocked down, it will end in pieces!

I do not know how long it has been……

There was a crisp sound on the mountain road.

That was not the sound of climbing a mountain with the soles of your feet, but the sound of iron rods hitting stone slabs.

"Who is here?" Jiumozhi asked calmly.

"Duan Yanqing, the First Grade Hall of Western Xia!"

The visitor was ugly and his legs were crippled, so he used a pair of iron rods seven or eight feet long as his feet.

"Fist and foot have no eyes, life and death are life and death, do you still want to come up?"

"Since it's here, why be afraid of it?"

Duan Yanqing, the head of the four villains, sneered slightly, as if he was extremely confident.

Jiumozhi was expressionless and made a gesture of invitation. He was more confident than Duan Yanqing before, but what happened?
There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people!
Before meeting that person, it was even hard to believe that there would be such an amazingly talented person in the world.

Duan Yanqing put the iron staff on the ground with his left hand, and pointed the iron staff at Jiumozhi's face with his right hand.

This palm seemed to be an understatement, it was fierce and erratic, as if any part of Jiumozhi's front could be the place to be attacked.

"Yangzhi?"

Jiumozhi's martial arts attainments are extensive and profound, and he can tell at a glance that Duan Yanqing is using a staff instead of a finger, using Duan's Yiyang finger.

Slightly smile.

Jiumozhi waved his palms and clapped, like the prajna palm in Shaolin Temple's 72 stunts.

But in fact, it is not.

Because the palm force is invisible, and the palm is clearly facing forward, but the palm force made a bend, avoided the iron rod in front, and hit Duan Yanqing's lower abdomen directly.

It was like a long rainbow strung on an iron staff, with Jiumozhi's palm at one end and Duan Yanqing's lower abdomen at the other end.

Bai Hong palm force!

As the head of the Xiaoyao School, Wu Yazi naturally knows all the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School like the back of his hand.

Even if there are some who don't have time to practice, they all know the secret methods, which naturally include top martial arts moves such as Tianshan Zhemei Shou and Baihong Zhangli.

On that day, Wu Yazi met Wang Yuyan's grandfather and grandson, after passing on the martial arts, he passed on the title of head of the Xiaoyao Sect and various martial arts secrets to her.

Two months ago, Xiao Ting subdued Jiumozhi, in order to make him utterly devoted to Tianmen, so he asked Wang Yuyan to pass on the power of Baihong palm to him.

As the head of the sect, she naturally has the right to pass on the exercises to someone.

In fact, the Xiaoyao faction has been integrated into Tianmen.

Wu Yazi's disciple, Su Xinghe, also became a member of the Tianmen, and was named astrologer.

Responsible for assisting Wang Yuyan, according to the plan formulated by Xiao Ting, giving orders and maintaining the operation of Tianmen.

With Su Xinghe's unwavering commitment to Wu Yazi, there is naturally no problem with his loyalty.

Moreover, his eight apprentices "Hangu Eight Friends" can be regarded as having their own abilities.

Especially the old fifth genius doctor Xue Muhua, this kind of professional talent is indispensable for any sect that wants to become bigger and stronger.

Xiao Ting created Tianmen not out of a whim for fun.

Because after completing the task of "Tianmen Sovereign", not only Tianlong World will become his private world...

It is also possible to set another higher-level world as the transmission point of the "Tianmen" and become the "upper realm" of the Tianlong world.

In the future, martial artists who meet the requirements in the Tianlong World can ascend to that higher level world through the "Tianmen".

This also means that the Tianmen created by Xiao Ting in Tianlong World will become his help in another world in the future!
……

"Oh!"

Jiumozhi's palm strength was obviously late, but it hit him before Duan Yanqing's iron rod!

This is naked hard power suppression!

Even if you are asked to take the first shot and take the lead, it is useless.

How strong is Jiumozhi's palm?
Using the unique technique of the Xiaoyao School again, Duan Yanqing's iron staff that was originally forward stopped instantly, his throat was throbbing, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Then the body flew backwards, rolled down the mountain road, and disappeared from sight, life and death unknown.

"Shh!"

Just after Duan Yanqing was defeated, another figure climbed up the cliff with superb lightness kung fu.

The person who came was handsome and personable, it was Murong Fu who was known as Nan Murong.

Jiumozhi glanced at him, and said calmly: "Young Master Murong, although you are as famous as the Lord of the Tianmen, you were defeated in Taihu Lake more than ten years ago. The poor monk advises you to stand on the sidelines and watch the battle, don't take it for yourself. It's a good humiliation."

Murong Fu was publicly exposed and belittled without any concealment, so he was very sullen in his heart.

But in order to maintain his magnanimity and image, he still suppressed his anger, Yun Danfeng chuckled lightly and said: "At this time and at that time, the master's words are tantamount to asking for a sword, it is too ridiculous, and it does not match the status of a Buddhist monk. It's a fake clown from Tubo."

"It's true that at this time, at that time, my lord was underage in the past, and you were no match. Now the gap will only become bigger."

Jiumozhi didn't bother to show good looks to those who didn't know themselves.

After the words fell, Jiumozhi took the lead.

The zhenqi in the palm surged and turned into a golden flame, and sacrificed the flame knife that he had practiced for the longest time.

Then, divide half of the flames into each hand, and turn them into flaming saber energy to strike straight ahead.

Murong Fu's fame is due to the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi", facing the fierce and domineering flame knife at this time, he can only use this Murong's unique skill.

Immediately run the profound kung fu, gather true energy on both hands, face the two flaming knives respectively, and prepare to bounce them back with "Fighting and Star Shifting".

But when the flame knife came halfway, it suddenly drew two arcs, respectively going around to the left and right sides and slashing at him.

It's Baihong Palm Power again!

Moreover, using the power of Baihong's palm to drive the flame saber energy, it can be said to be a perfect combination of these two top martial arts.

It has to be said that Jiumozhi is worthy of being the national teacher of Tubo, the Ming King of Daxue Mountain, with high talent in martial arts, which is also rare in this world.

To be honest, Xiao Ting relied on his talent "cheat", this is his real talent and understanding.

"Oh!"

Murong Fu was caught off guard, and instinctively turned to the right, using his right hand to bounce off the saber energy on the right, and hit a big rock, causing the broken stone to fly.

But the arcing air on the left side can't be prevented no matter what.

The left rib was slashed by the saber air, the flames exploded, and that part was instantly scorched black, and the whole person was also chopped off the cliff.

After staggering a dozen steps on the mountain road, he managed to stabilize his figure.

"It's a pity that my master of Tianmen's martial arts is unrivaled in the world, but he is as famous as a generation like you who is trying to catch fame."

Jiumozhi looked at Murong Fu condescendingly, shook his head and sighed continuously, making Murong Fu's face turn green and pale.

This scene also made all the heroes around watching the battle silent.

Even a defeated general who has been subdued not long ago is so powerful, how strong should the Lord of the Tianmen himself be?
What kind of person is qualified to climb the cliff of sacrifice and compete for the number one in the world?

……

"Water is impermanent, soldiers are impermanent, and people are impermanent. Therefore, victory or defeat does not have to be limited to a moment. After losing a game, the majestic Dalunming King is willing to be driven by others like a watchdog. It is really embarrassing. .”

Suddenly, a stern voice sounded.

Before the words were finished, a gray-clothed monk came out from the forest on the left to the mountain road.

His face was covered with gray cloth, first he helped Murong Fu without any trace, and then he came to Jiumozhi with his hands behind his back, with murderous look in his exposed eyes.

Jiumozhi was called a dog, but he wasn't angry, at least he didn't show signs of anger on the surface.

"How can a street rat who dare not show his true colors make fun of others?"

Instead, he laughed meaningfully: "Although the old man's character is extremely poor, his martial arts are extremely high. There is no need for a poor monk to test him. Please go up the cliff."

Who is this person who doesn't need to be tested?

Everyone in the Jianghu was stunned.

It would be fine if he was a well-known martial artist, but this gray-clothed old monk still covered his face, so he didn't look like a famous master.

Not long after the gray-clothed old monk climbed the cliff, a group of elders from the Beggar Clan surrounded him and walked up the mountain path.

The leader is tall and tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, and a square face with Chinese characters.

It was Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang!

"Qiao Feng of the beggar gang, please enlighten me!"

Jiumozhi looked at Qiao Feng, secretly showing admiration, and then directly turned sideways: "North Qiaofeng is worthy of its name, there is no need to test it, please go up the cliff."

When the Murong family heard this, they almost spurted blood collectively.

When Qiao Feng walked up the Sacrifice Cliff, Jiumozhi looked around and said loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to compete with the heroes?"

"Count me in."

Another black figure jumped up from the forest, and then swooped down like a big eagle.

Everyone took a closer look, and couldn't help being surprised again. They saw that this man was bald and dressed in black. He was also a monk. His face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

What's even more strange is that after Jiumozhi saw this person, he didn't stop him, and said sideways: "Benefactor Xiao, there is no need to test, please go up the cliff."

The exposed pupils of the old monk in black shrank suddenly: "How do you know my surname is Xiao?"

"In the Battle of Yanmen Pass in the past, Xiao Yuanshan was ambushed and besieged by 21 martial arts masters from the Central Plains. He defeated all the heroes with his own power and killed [-] of them. Presumably, many people present know you."

Xiao Ting came from the sky above the main peak, before the person arrived, the sound came first.

(End of this chapter)