Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 147
In the small square outside the hall, two people were fighting fiercely.

A thin and slender young man in black, shouting and flying fists and palms, was fighting Li Chengyuan fiercely.

The three of them stood at the entrance of the hall, just glanced at it, and immediately judged the situation in the field.

Li Chengyuan didn't even take off the battle gun on his back, and only relied on a pair of fists to suppress his opponent. His footsteps were steady, his punches were strong, his advances and retreats were slow, and his expression appeared extremely relaxed.

From Mo Yeli and Xu Fangyi's point of view, no matter where Li Chengyuan went, the battle spear on his back was always refusing to leave his body, obviously he was unique in marksmanship.But Xu Fangyi knew him better—on the day when he had just condensed the golden core, before he had stabilized his realm, he punched a head-on opponent who was at least a high-level practitioner of refining and transforming qi.

Xiao Qianli knew more clearly about the background of his apprentice: Li Chengyuan is best at marksmanship and fist moves, and a set of "Hundred Spears" was born out of military marksmanship. It is murderous and unparalleled.There are also such miraculous external moves as "Zhanyi Eighteen Falls", together with "Da Mi Tian Fist", which is extremely brave and can push one's own martial arts to the limit in an instant.Although the three apprentices of his family are all geniuses and monsters, when it comes to fighting and killing people, these three apprentices are probably the most fierce and fierce.

But now on the field, not only did Li Chengyuan not use the "Da Mi Tian Fist", which is a life-and-death move, he even didn't use his foreigner's unique skill "Eighteen Falls of Clothes". Fist, the face of the Changkong faction next to him turned blue and then red, red and then black.

"This... what kind of trick is this?"

"Isn't this a random fight between children? Is this what Chunyang Palace's boxing looks like?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, don't you see that Senior Brother Ma is still at a disadvantage?"

"Senior Brother Ma, what's going on? Can't you even deal with this kind of messy boxing?"

Xiao Qianli took a few glances, and immediately recognized Li Chengyuan's intention of swinging his fists indiscriminately, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: You bastard, at this time, you actually used the master's disciple to hone your fisting intention?
Back then, when Xiao Qianli was fighting against Li Shengyang, the leader of the Yangming Sword Sect's Shaoyang lineage and the master of both swords and palms, he had dismissed his famous stunt "Tiantian Palm", but for his other method "Thousand Leihuang" "Lie", but he kept his mind on it, and used the analysis module of the system to learn it quietly.

Afterwards, Xiao Qianli deliberated on this martial art carefully, only to feel that this martial art is profound and profound, emphasizing intentions rather than moves, judging moves based on the "intent" reflected in the practitioner's heart, which is quite similar to "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi". The same is true.Therefore, he passed on the gist of this exercise to all three disciples.

In the previous life, Xiao Qianli once heard that Zhang Sanfeng's transmission of kung fu is "sword intent", not "sword moves", and one must forget all the sword moves he has seen and learned in order to obtain its essence. When facing the enemy, control the sword with your mind, which is ever-changing and endless.If there are still one or two moves of swordsmanship that cannot be completely forgotten, and the mind is restrained, the swordsmanship cannot be pure.

In addition to "Taijiquan" and "Taiji Sword", there is also the "Broken Sword Style" in "Dugu Nine Swords". However, it is based on the moves of the swordsmanship in the world, no matter how many changes the opponent has, there are as many moves in "Dugu Nine Swords" to deal with.

It's just that although Xiao Qianli has not obtained Taiji Shuangjue, nor has he drawn "Dugu Nine Swords", he has also obtained "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" and "Thousand Thunder Huang Lie", two advanced martial arts with similar principles, plus Li Chengyuan's own "Stained Clothes Eighteen Falls" and "Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist" still in Chu Xun's hands, in terms of boxing skills, Xiao Qianli is also proud enough.

At this time, Li Chengyuan's fists in the arena were like a violent storm, seemingly chaotic, but each punch was bold and brave. At first, Mo Yeli and Xu Fangyi were a little surprised, but after watching several moves, their faces turned serious. .

"This son's fist is sharp, and he pays attention to his intentions but not his moves. Every move embodies the essence of this son's martial arts. Among the second-generation disciples of my Changkong sect, how can there be such a person?"

The two turned their heads to look at Xiao Qianli at the same time, but seeing Xiao Qianli's face was calm and unwavering, as if everything was in his expectation, they couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

A black-clothed disciple in the sky was extremely nervous. Seeing his senior brother in danger, he shouted anxiously: "What kind of punch are you punching? It's outrageous! Why are you hitting? You...you hit all the wrong ones!"

He rushed forward and took a move for his senior brother, but his body was taken two steps back by Teng Teng, and he said in shock: "What a brute force!"

Li Chengyuan laughed loudly and said: "This is not brute force! Little brother, the two of you are not enough, it is better to come up with a few more!"

He suddenly waved his right hand, and the tiger-headed Zhan golden spear was already in his hand, and he even swept towards the Changkongmen who were watching the battle nearby. Into the battle circle.

"That's interesting!" Li Chengyuan laughed, and threw the big gun with a flick of his hand, and inserted it into the stone pillar next to him with a "Zheng", the barrel of the gun shook slightly, which showed how strong the throw was.

He let out a long laugh, tightened his fists and fought against six people at the same time with his own strength.

Xu Fangyi took a few more glances, but heaved a heavy sigh, waved his hand to summon a disciple, and asked, "What's going on?"

The disciple shrank timidly, and after a while he said in a low voice, "I don't know what's going on. At first, the two guests were drinking tea happily. Brother Ma suddenly entered the side hall and said that the Chunyang Palace is so big." The Yangming Sword Sect can only use swords, and they were caught off guard, but our Changkong Sect's fist and kick skills are still strong. Brother Ma also said that bullying women is not a skill, look at that boy's tall and big , it must be a toothless wild dog without a weapon..."

Hearing this, Xu Fangyi didn't need to listen any more, waved his hands and ordered the disciple to go down, cupped his hands with a wry smile and said: "Headmaster Xiao, I'm not strict with my discipline, I hope Haihan will forgive me!"

Xiao Qianli smiled and said, "No problem!"

Mo Yeli, who was watching with his brows furrowed, suddenly smiled and said, "Watching the younger generation compete in martial arts, the old man suddenly feels itchy, why don't you and I have a sparring match right here and now. decline."

"Stick what you want, don't dare to ask for it!"

As soon as Xiao Qianli finished speaking, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Mo Yeli in front of him was still smiling faintly, but it seemed that standing there was just a phantom, and all the breath had disappeared without a trace at that moment.

"Although the old man is not talented, he has vaguely touched some of the laws of heaven and earth, and he can barely be regarded as stepping into the innate. This skill is the way of heaven and earth that the old man has comprehended. Please give me some pointers from Master Xiao!"

Mo Yeli's voice fluttered and flickered, as if it came from all directions at the same time, as if it was very close, it rang in his ears; or as if it was very far away, up to nine days away, down to the blue sky.

Mo Yeli in front of him slowly raised his hand, and pointed flatly at Xiao Qianli's chest.

He just pointed one finger, but Xiao Qianli's hair stood on end, and he felt that there was an extremely powerful finger force attacking his whole body, front, rear, left, right, head, and feet. The force of this finger turned into thousands and thousands .

"The system analysis module starts and an unknown skill is detected."

"After the data collection is completed, and compared with the database, this exercise is an advanced martial art "Inaction Finger"..."

After receiving the analysis result from the system, Xiao Qianli just smiled.

Seven-colored brilliance suddenly rose from the back of his head, covering his whole body, shaped like a sharp sword, turning like flowing water, and with just one twist, the endless finger force was smashed to pieces.

Not only that, but under the influence of the colorful brilliance, there was a strange distortion in the air, and even the phantom of Mo Yeli began to fluctuate vaguely, and gradually had a tendency to become a reality.

Mo Yeli sighed softly: "Headmaster Xiao's methods are truly extraordinary, eye-opening!"

With a flick of his left sleeve, the air returned to calm again, and the phantom turned into an illusory state again.

Seeing his method of lifting weights lightly, Xiao Qianli's pupils could not help shrinking slightly, nodded and said: "Master Mo is deeply aware of the wonders of nothingness in the world, it really is unfathomable."

Different from others, in the huge northwest land, although Mo Yeli, the head of Changkong Sect, is well-known, there are definitely not many people who have seen him make a move.

In the heyday of the Yangming Sword Sect, there was Nanloufeng, the head of the sect, Xie Guangling, the elder, and two elders who had been in seclusion for many years at the Transformation God Realm.

The Changkong Sect and the Yangming Sword Sect have been fighting for hundreds of years, and in this generation there is even more friction. More often than not, Xu Fangyi, who is in the mid-level realm of refining Qi and transforming gods, sits in the gate and leads the Changkong Sect to fight with the Yangming Sword Sect.

With Nanloufeng alone, Xu Fangyi was not easy to resist, let alone Xie Guangling, Hei Erdongjue and others. The Yangming Sword Sect did not dare to expand the fight because they were afraid of Mo Yeli, who seldom made a move.

Seven years ago, Nanloufeng came to Changkong Sect alone with a single sword, confronted Mo Yeli with three tricks, left without saying a word, returned to Yangming Sword Sect and retreated for several months.After this battle, Mo Yeli's reputation resounded throughout the northwest.

It's just that Xiao Qianli's arrival was not kind this time. Mo Yeli thought for a long time and decided to fight himself, but he didn't want to fight Xiao Qianli to the death. Even if there was a draw, it would be enough for Chunyang Palace to retreat.

This is Mo Yeli's little calculation. The biggest weakness of Chunyang Palace is the severe faults. As long as someone can hold back the strongest Chunyang head teacher, Xu Fangyi is enough to fight against Xie Guangling.Although the rest are rough jade, they have not yet grown to the point where they need to be taken seriously.

From Mo Yeli's point of view, this headmaster Chunyang has never lost a single defeat all the way!What is its true strength?What level has the cultivation base reached?Everything is a mystery.

Because of this, Mo Yeli put up all his energy, stabilized the rules of nothingness again, and pointed out again, intending to test Xiao Qianli's true cultivation.

(End of this chapter)