Get the Dragon Elephant Prajna at the start

Chapter 18 Sweeping Liwei

"Let's go, let's go and see how powerful this acting head is now, and dare to say such bold words."

The four elders looked worried, and followed the crowd to Yanwu Square.

At this time, Lu Changqing was already standing opposite the deacon who challenged him.

This deacon is 35 years old this year, and he was also an inner disciple of the Hunyuan Sect. At the age of 28, he broke through to the fifth level of Hunyuan Gong and became an eighth-rank martial artist. After that, he practiced for another seven years. , chasing the wind leg, reaching the ninth grade level.

His overall strength is not bad among eighth-rank warriors.

"Go ahead."

Lu Changqing looked calm.

"Be careful, headmaster."

The deacon ran the Hunyuan Kungfu, and the chasing wind legs swept over in an instant.

Pieces of leg shadows fell down at an extremely fast speed, dazzling people, and the strong wind howled.

The pure internal force is all over the legs, enough to make a big tree cut across its waist, the power is astonishing.

"So strong."

Some inner disciples exclaimed.

They can feel its power when they see it from a distance.

Lu Changqing did not underestimate this person.

An eighth-rank martial artist is already a top-notch master in the small world of martial arts.

Compared with Yitian Tulongji, it belongs to the level of the two elders of Xuanming.

But Lu Changqing didn't think highly of him either, because he was stronger himself.

After taking Xuanxin Pill to break through to the fifth level of Hunyuan Kung Fu, Lu Changqing's internal strength is not weaker than this person's at all, and the Great Hunyuan Hand has even reached the level of the eighth rank.

He has practiced the whole book of Hunyuan Hand, and his palm moves are also considered exquisite.

Open the palm, push the five fingers forward, and the big hand falls down.

A mighty coercion came to his face.

boom.

Lu Changqing directly hit the deacon's leg with his palm.

The powerful force knocked him back a few meters.

The person landed with a relief, rushed forward, and kicked again.

Chasing wind kicks several feet in the void, each foot is full of strength.

Lu Changqing's body remained motionless, and he cast his big Hunyuan hand on the spot, waving his hands layer by layer, until he easily blocked every move of this person.

"how is this possible."

The deacon couldn't help being surprised when he found that his moves could not shake Lu Changqing in the slightest.

The speed on his legs was faster and stronger, like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, or like a hammer flying across the sky.

But after more than ten moves, it was still difficult to break through Lu Changqing's defense.

Lu Changqing's hands are like two doors, watertight.

Then Lu Changqing seized an opportunity, hit him in front of him with a palm, and flew out in the air in an instant.

"I lost, thank you for your mercy."

Seeing Lu Changqing's strength, the deacon's tone was a little respectful.

……

"The fifth level of Hunyuan Kung Fu, the big Hunyuan hand has also cultivated to the eighth-rank level. I didn't expect that Lu Changqing's strength has reached this level in just over a year."

"The two masters' exercises have both been cultivated to the eighth-rank level, and they are both top-notch among eighth-rank warriors. No wonder he speaks so loudly."

"I don't know if his talent is really so high, or if the master used some method to help him improve his strength before retreating."

From this competition, the four elders immediately saw Lu Changqing's cultivation situation, and they couldn't help being a little surprised.

The other deacons don't have the eyesight of the elders, and Lu Changqing's strength is only relatively strong among the eighth-rank warriors.

At this time, another external manager stepped forward.

This person is stronger than that deacon, and he is also more than 30 years old. In addition to the Hunyuan Kungfu that has been cultivated to the fifth level, another boxing technique has also been cultivated to the eighth level. His overall strength is close to the top of the eighth level.

Facing this person, Lu Changqing stopped blindly defending and took the initiative to attack.

I just took this opportunity to use my practice skills, especially the Great Hunyuan Hand, in actual combat, to sharpen myself and accumulate experience.

After fighting more than 30 moves with Lu Changqing, the steward also lost.

Afterwards, two powerful deacons and stewards attacked one after another, and they were all defeated by Lu Changqing within thirty or forty moves.

Lu Changqing fully revealed his strength in front of everyone.

"No, this is the eighth-rank level of the Great Hunyuan Hand. Not only has he cultivated the Hunyuan Kung Fu to the fifth level, but the Great Hunyuan Hand has also cultivated to the eighth-rank level."

At this time, all the deacons finally saw the details of Lu Changqing.

"His talent is so high. He should have only been at the ninth rank before the Dabi. It has only been more than a year since he became a true disciple, and the two master skills have already reached the eighth rank."

"His current strength is among the top eighth-rank warriors. No wonder he dares to say that no eighth-rank warrior of my Hunyuanzong can match him."

Some deacons and stewards couldn't help but exclaimed.

Knowing the strength of Lu Changqing, the acting head, many deacons and stewards have been shocked.

Originally they thought that at the age of Lu Changqing in his early twenties at this time, he had not long become a true disciple, at most he had just reached the eighth rank of strength.

They are not even as good as them. Naturally, they are dissatisfied with how they can sit in the position of acting head.

Now it seems that they underestimated Lu Changqing, the acting head.

Eighth-rank top strength, there are more than 20 deacons present, and there are only three or four people with this strength.

"Who else wants to fight."

Lu Changqing was full of fighting spirit, glanced at the deacons and stewards, and gave a soft drink.

The eyes of all the deacons and stewards fell on the strongest fighters.

As soon as two people moved, they were ready to go up.

These are two deacons whose strength has reached the top of the eighth rank, and their internal strength is strong.

Just then, a voice sounded.

"Let me do it, the two of you are not necessarily his opponents."

A tall warrior in his early 30s came slowly.

"Yue Feng."

A deacon called out the person's name.

This is recognized as the strongest among all deacons in charge.

Once faced a seventh-rank martial artist directly, fought dozens of moves with him, and retreated with minor injuries.

He is 33 years old this year, and broke through to become an eighth-rank martial artist at the age of 24. He has cultivated the fifth level of Hunyuan Gong for nine years, and is about to break through to the sixth level and become a seventh-rank warrior.

Yue Feng walked a few meters in front of Lu Changqing.

With a proud look, he said with a hint of persuasion: "The top eight ranks of strength are barely qualified to be the acting head, but even so, you can't be arrogant and think that no one of the eighth rank warriors of my Hunyuanzong is your opponent. The mountain is still higher."

"Oh, you mean you're the mountain?"

Lu Changqing said lightly.

Regarding Yue Feng, Lu Changqing had also heard of his name.

When Lu Changqing was still an outer disciple, Yue Feng was the number one inner disciple, almost becoming a true disciple.

Now, Lu Changqing is not afraid at all, no matter how strong Yue Feng is, he is only an eighth rank warrior.

"For you now, I may be that mountain."

Yue Feng's tone was full of confidence. Among the eighth-rank warriors, he thought he had almost no opponents.

"Really, then let me see if your mountain can block my way."

The two stopped talking, exuding a strong momentum from their bodies, and shot.

Lu Changqing used the Hunyuan Kungfu to cooperate with the big Hunyuan hand move, with his big hand in the air, and the palm of his hand slapped forward.

Yue Feng also waved his palm, with his five fingers facing the sky.

A loud bang.

When the two collided with each other, the ground seemed to shake.

The fierce force caused the two to retreat several meters each.

The power of Yue Feng's attack is not inferior to that of Lu Changqing, and he has already cultivated the Great Hunyuan Hand to the eighth rank.

"Not bad, come again."

Yue Feng chuckled lightly, and suddenly covered Lu Changqing with his palm.

Lu Changqing waved his hand and clapped several palms continuously, his inner strength surged, and there was an empty explosion.

The two quickly exchanged more than a dozen moves, and roars erupted all around.

Lu Changqing faintly felt that in Yue Feng's palm, apart from the powerful internal force, there was also a layer of strange strength.

This force can make the big Hunyuan Hand more powerful.

He quickly understood that Yue Feng had not only cultivated the Hunyuan Gong and the Great Hunyuan Hand to the eighth rank.

He should have practiced other exercises to reach the eighth rank level.

The two continued to fight, Yue Feng's footsteps were light, his speed was extremely fast, his lightness kung fu was not small, coupled with his rich practical experience, Lu Changqing was a little hasty to deal with it.

Its strength is so strong that it is really difficult to have an opponent among eighth-rank warriors.

Under a series of attacks, Lu Changqing was forced to retreat more than ten meters.

"How, I have been an eighth-rank martial artist for nine years. Not only have I cultivated Hunyuan Gong and Da Hunyuan Hand to the eighth rank, but I have also cultivated a body tempering kung fu to the eighth rank level, and the lightness kung fu has also reached a small success. Even in the face of seven Good warriors can also fight."

Seeing that Lu Changqing was about to retreat, Yue Feng's tone was somewhat arrogant.

"Your strength is indeed very strong, then I will not hide my strength."

Lu Changqing instantly burst out the eighth level Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, and the huge force bombarded Yue Feng through the palm of his hand.

The internal force of the Hunyuan Kungfu and the huge power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, along with the big Hunyuan hand moves, this strength is already at the level of the seventh rank.

boom.

Yue Feng was immediately pushed back several meters.

His expression suddenly changed.

"You actually hid your strength."

Lu Changqing waved his palm and slapped Yue Feng without stopping. The mighty force and layer upon layer of palm shadows submerged Yue Feng.

The power of each palm is almost close to the seventh-rank level.

Yue Feng's eyes showed horror, he tried his best to resist, after more than ten moves, he was still swept by Lu Changqing's palm on the shoulder, and flew backward.

"How is it possible? Your Hunyuan Kungfu and Great Hunyuan Hand have only been cultivated to the eighth-rank level, but you can explode almost to the power of the seventh-rank."

Yue Feng looked at Lu Changqing, full of shock.

"You are nothing more than that. You are the one who is proud and arrogant. Otherwise, you wouldn't have broken through to the seventh rank."

Lu Changqing's tone was flat.

Yue Feng's complexion changed drastically, he stood there blankly, as if he had realized something.

"Yue Feng has lost."

Seeing this situation, the other deacons and stewards in the field all showed unbelievable shock in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)