Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 118

The weapon in the Diamond Mountain Leopard's hand is quite strange, it looks like an epee, but it has no tip, and there are sharp sawtooth on both sides, not like a weapon, but a saw.

"I worked in a forest farm since I was a child. I have used saws for more than ten years. After practicing martial arts, I tried many weapons, but I couldn't use them easily. Finally, I found this iron-toothed sword from a blacksmith."

Drilling Mountain Leopard looked nostalgic in his eyes, and looked at Zhao Lin, "What do you think?"

"Whatever you use is dead!"

Zhao Lin didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he came up to the Diamond Mountain Leopard, and with a move of iron ruler "sweeping thousands of troops", he used [-]% of his strength to hit him in the ribs.

He had already analyzed clearly beforehand that the advantage of the Diamond Mountain Leopard was that it had rich experience in facing the enemy, and its cultivation level was twice as high as his own.

And my own advantage lies in the four spirits in the spirit beast picture.

In terms of strength and speed, I have the upper hand. It is daytime, and echolocation is not very effective. The 24 acupoints transformed by the skylark spirit can be used as body skills.

The essence of fighting is to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses, so Zhao Lin tried his best to use his strengths as soon as he came up.

Seeing Zhao Lin's fierce approach, Drilling Mountain Leopard fixed his eyes, raised his iron-toothed sword, and pushed his hands outward.

Hearing the sound of "铛", Drilling Mountain Leopard felt a huge shock in its arms, and a strong force rushed towards itself, and it involuntarily took a few steps back.

Zhao Lin strode up to keep up, and used the same move as before, "sweeping thousands of troops", a chest blow.

The Diamond Mountain Leopard grinned grinningly, stood still, and slashed out the iron-toothed sword with its backhand, slashing towards Zhao Lin's shoulder.

Before the sword arrived, the wind arrived first, extremely swift and fierce.

What he resorted to was a desperate play.

Zhao Lin was taken aback, knowing that if he didn't change his moves, the Mountain Leopard would die, but he wasn't much better.

The opponent's cultivation base has reached the third level of the Qi realm, and the strength is released and distributed on the sword body. Although he wins first, the remaining strength of the opponent before death is enough to remove one of his arms.

Thinking of this, he tightened his hand, lifted the iron ruler upwards, and touched the iron-toothed sword, but felt his tiger's mouth tingle, and he was at a disadvantage in the strength contest.

Diamond Mountain Leopard grinned, revealing white teeth, "It seems that your life is more expensive."

"Of course, if you lose your life, it would be a shame to exchange a single hair for me."

Zhao Lin sneered back, but thought secretly in his heart.

He fought against bandits several times, and found that most of these people took wild ways, their moves were fierce, practicality was king, and sometimes they even used their lives as bargaining chips, which was quite difficult to deal with.

But Ye Luzi's shortcomings are also obvious, there is no routine and coherence, wherever he hits.

In contrast, every time he makes a Liuhe stick technique, he considers how to follow up and expand his advantage step by step.

"There is no need to fight for a while."

Zhao Lin's heart suddenly brightened.

The Diamond Mountain Leopard was said to have died by Zhao Lin, his face was instantly livid, and with a hissing sound, he straightened his sword and stabbed Zhao Lin's left shoulder, the sword was sharp and extremely fast.

At the same time, he took a step diagonally, with five fingers forming claws, aiming at Zhao Lin's heart, without saying a word.

Zhao Lin raised the iron ruler to block the block, took advantage of the situation and stepped back sideways, letting the opponent's back move fail, and then spun his body, and knocked down the iron ruler with his backhand.

The ruler and sword collided with each other, and the two made forty or fifty moves in an instant.

Diamond Mountain Leopard's iron-toothed sword combined with powerful claw moves, constantly looking for opportunities to get close and attack Zhao Lin's vital points.

Zhao Lin struck sideways with the iron ruler, and the Liuhe stick method was activated. Hands, eyes, body, movements, steps, and spirits were integrated into one. Not only did they defuse the opponent's offensive one by one, but they also had spare power to fight back.

After fighting hard for a long time, Diamond Mountain Leopard gradually became restless.

He had just taken Shenwang, and his strength had reached the peak. He thought he could easily take down Zhao Lin, but he didn't expect to find a chance after a long stalemate.

Moreover, Zhao Lin's strength is fierce, that is, one force can drop ten times, even if he doesn't use all his strength, the force transmitted from the iron ruler is extremely amazing.

Every time the weapons of the two collided, he felt his blood surge and he felt dizzy.

"If this goes on like this, I'm afraid not only will we not be able to take down this kid, but we will have to give him his life here."

Drilling Mountain Leopard was thinking in his mind, thinking of the Hundred Poisonous Needle in his bosom.

At this moment, Zhao Lin Tiechi came to fight, he deliberately raised his sword to meet him, his strength was lost, and he staggered back.

Zhao Lin stepped forward, and the iron ruler pierced straight out like a sword.

Drilling Mountain Leopard was secretly delighted, took another step back, and suddenly reached into his arms, took out a "bottle" made of fine steel, and pointed the mouth of the bottle at Zhao Lin.

Looking at the dark bottle mouth, Zhao Lin's heart jumped, his legs flicked, and he jumped back.

At the same moment, the twelve qi holes on his chest spurted out strong energy, and all the acupoints on the right side of his back also opened, pushing his body away from the mountain leopard.

With the sound of "collapse", silver light suddenly appeared, and countless steel needles flew out of the bottle mouth, splashing like a goddess scattering flowers.

Zhao Lin felt a slight numbness in his right chest, and felt a few pinpricks.

"Hahahaha... fight with me!"

Diamond Mountain Leopard looked up to the sky and laughed, his face was full of complacency, "You are so tyrannical at such a young age, your future achievements will be limitless."

Then he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity what's the use of being strong? After all, it's still a little tender."

"What hidden weapon did you use?"

Zhao Lin supported his body with an iron ruler, his face turned slightly pale, but his heart was as calm as water.

The poisonous needle pierced the chest, and there was an itching and tingling sensation immediately, like a poisonous insect biting the chest.

But at the same time, the spirit beast picture in his mind suddenly shone brightly, and the poison on the needle turned into several black smoke, which was directly sucked into the four grids.

The spirits of bears, leopards, chrysanthemum-headed bats, and skylarks began to flicker, releasing white mist, constantly swallowing black smoke.

Especially the spirits of Xiong Wei and Leopard, the white mist released is extremely thick, and the black smoke is swallowed up in a few breaths!

Zhao Lin knew that the spirit beast map was using vitality to detoxify the poison, which was no different from the process of eating the meat of different animals in the past.

Drilling Mountain Leopard waited for his poison to attack, and was not in a hurry to step forward. He smiled slightly, shook the "bottle" in his hand, and said, "This thing is called the Hundred Poison Needle, and it is a unique hidden weapon of the Qihuamen."

After taking a look at Zhao Lin, his voice gradually cooled down, "I know you are trying your best to suppress the toxicity, but I advise you not to waste your efforts."

"The name of the Hundred Poison Needles is not chosen randomly. The poison on the needles is fierce, and the toxicity on each poison needle is different. Even if you have a third-level Qi Realm cultivation, you can't recover without two hours."

Zhao Lin shook his body, his face was ugly, and he said angrily: "If you can't beat it, use poison, despicable!"

At this time, the poison in his body had been resolved, and the consideration was to induce the Diamond Mountain Leopard to relax its vigilance and give it a fatal blow.

Drilling Mountain Leopard sneered disdainfully, "Winners and losers depend on their abilities. Is it useful to say these things?"

"Before I kill you, I have a question to ask. If you are willing to answer, I will give you a sword, how about it?"

Zhao Lin was already on the verge of falling, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "You ask!"

(End of this chapter)