Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 228 The Strong Dragon and the Earth Snake

After Li Taiqing finished speaking, Xiao Huzi immediately said: "Yes, it's just a sparring session. No matter you win or lose, the mother-child sword belongs to you!"

He didn't care about the son-mother sword, as long as he could save face.

"interesting……"

A few warriors from the Western Regions with protruding noses and deep eyes stood on the sidelines with their arms folded. The one on the left said thoughtfully, "Li Taiqing? If I remember correctly, Elder Gu said that this person is the chief disciple of the Green Bamboo Sect."

The tall and strong man in the center nodded and said: "Yes, I remembered it too. I heard that he is a talented disciple who just emerged in the past year."

"However, since he can be ranked as the chief of the Green Bamboo Sect, he must have something extraordinary, and we just took this opportunity to get a glimpse of one or two."

The chief disciple of the Green Bamboo Sect?

Zhao Lin has been using echolocation to monitor the surrounding movement. Hearing the conversations of several warriors from the Western Regions, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, thinking about weighing each other.

Walking to Zhong Yewu's side, he said in a low voice, "Brother Zhong, you can promise him."

Xiang Bao also encouraged: "Old Zhong, push him! Brother Zhao is here, what is there to be afraid of?"

Zhong Yewu was still hesitating at first, but hearing the words seemed to have taken a reassurance, he immediately gained confidence,
Thinking that he had already won two games, it would not be ashamed to lose, so he said to Li Taiqing: "Okay, then let's compete."

"happy!"

Li Taiqing smiled, and took a few steps forward. Mustache hurriedly stepped aside, and shouted at the unlucky guy: "What are you doing in a daze? Shout out!"

"Yes."

The guy was so frightened that he quickly sang: "One... two, three!"

When he called three o'clock, Zhong Yewu pushed out a palm with all his strength, and Li Taiqing also waved his palm to meet him.

With a muffled sound, Zhong Yewu felt a feminine force coming. Although he didn't feel how strong it was, his feet felt as if he was stepping on a cotton ball, with no effort.

The body uncontrollably "peddled" and took four or five steps backwards.

Zhong Yewu quickly looked to the opposite side, and saw Li Taiqing's face was calm, standing there without moving.

"Brother Taiqing's moves are extraordinary!"

"Have you seen how powerful I am at the Xiuzhao Sect this time?"

People from the Lotus Sect applauded in unison.

Zhao Lin stretched out his hand to support Zhong Yewu, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Zhong Yewu shook his head, and said in a low voice: "This person's wood energy is quite weird, so be careful."

Zhao Lin nodded, even if Zhong Yewu didn't say anything, he would have noticed it.

No more words at the moment, walked to the opposite of Li Taiqing, cupped his hands and said: "Xingyun Zong Zhao Lin, please teach your Excellency's brilliant move."

Hearing the word Zhao Lin, the eyes of several warriors from the Western Regions suddenly widened.

Although they didn't know that Huo Shan sent someone to assassinate Zhao Lin, Elder Gu mentioned this name on purpose.

Clearly tell them that if they meet Zhao Lin in the martial arts competition, they must kill him if they have a chance!

Seeing that Zhao Lin was young and his cultivation was at the first level of the blood realm, Li Taiqing didn't take it seriously at first.

But observing the words and expressions, they found that Zhong Yewu, Xiang Bao and Li Liang looked relaxed, and even chatted and laughed with each other, as if they had a chance to win. Knowing that they might have encountered a strong opponent, they nodded slowly, "Don't dare to be a brilliant move, please!"

The guy had experienced the previous few times, so he was no longer nervous, and even a little excited. He came over and asked, "Are you two ready?"

Zhao Lin and Li Taiqing raised their hands at the same time.

The man shouted at the top of his voice, "One, two, three!"

Zhao Lin and Li Taiqing slapped their palms at the same time, the force of the palms was like lightning, the onlookers could only see two phantoms, and then there was a "bang".

The two of them shook their bodies, but neither of them moved a little.

"What a lot of strength!"

Li Taiqing remained calm on the surface, but secretly surprised in his heart, the young man in front of him was so fierce in his palm, if he hadn't reserved some strength to defend himself, he might have made a fool of himself.

Zhao Lin was also very surprised. Since practicing martial arts, few people in the same realm can compete with him in terms of strength.

Li Taiqing's palm is strong yet soft yet firm, like a needle hidden in cotton, almost breaking his strength.

However, he also kept two hands, using ordinary palm strength, without adding ice true energy or wind attribute true energy.

Because the real contest will be held in the martial arts competition, and premature exposure of strength is likely to lead to targeting, so the gain outweighs the loss.

Neither Zhong Yewu and the others, nor the disciples of the Lotus Sect, thought that the result would be a draw, and were stunned for a while.

The faces of several warriors from the Western Regions suddenly changed color. Although they didn't personally participate in the pushing hands, they could clearly feel the strength aroused by the collision of their palms.

The tall and strong man in the lead took a deep breath and sighed: "I never thought that these two people are so powerful. I guess even if Senior Brother Mai comes, they may not be able to gain the upper hand."

Another person also echoed: "What Brother Huang said is true, we will tell Elder Gu and Senior Brother Mai what we saw and heard when we go back..."

Li Taiqing in the arena quickly regained his composure, and looked at Zhao Lin, "The martial arts competition is as good as it gets, and if you fight again, you will be inferior. Brother Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Lin said: "It makes sense."

Li Taiqing said to the guy: "Sell them the sword."

The buddy froze for a moment, and asked Mustache with his eyes.

Mustache shouted: "Don't you still do it?"

"it is good."

The man quickly ran to the center of the yard, took the son-mother sword from Lan Qi, and handed it to Zhong Yewu respectfully.

"Guest officer, this is your son-mother sword..."

Seeing this, Li Taiqing cupped his hands towards Zhao Lin, "Just leave!"

Zhao Lin replied, "Goodbye."

Li Taiqing walked towards the door with big strides, when he was almost at the door, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and said: "Brother Zhao is very skilled, he must be going to Lianhua Mountain?"

The martial arts competition will be held at Lianhua Mountain. This sentence is to ask Zhao Lin if he is going to participate in the martial arts competition.

Zhao Lin naturally understood, and replied, "Of course."

"Okay, see you on the court then."

"See you on the court."

Li Taiqing left the weapons shop, followed by all the disciples of the Lotus Sect.

Xiao Huzi bowed and saluted: "Thanks to Brother Taiqing for taking action today, otherwise I would lose all the face of the Lotus Sect."

Li Taiqing said calmly: "Brother Huang, you're being polite, it's a little effort, and besides, the two sects of green bamboo and lotus are connected with each other, so it's only right to help."

Seeing that there was no one around, Xiao Huzi lowered his voice and said, "Brother Taiqing, why didn't you use the Yinwood Palm just now? Is it because you are afraid of hurting someone so you can't explain it?"

Li Taiqing hesitated for a moment, and said: "The martial arts competition is coming soon, I don't want to use all my strength for a trivial matter, don't you see there are warriors from the Western Regions and Wuche next to you?"

The little beard suddenly realized, "Senior brother Taiqing said yes, I didn't think carefully. But that Zhao is just stronger. In a real fight, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the senior brother!"

A dark-faced disciple next to him said: "Of course, Senior Brother Taiqing is the first disciple in a hundred years to cultivate Yinmu Jin before the age of 30. How can he be compared to that big Yue barbarian who has no brute force?"

Li Taiqing waved his hand, signaling to everyone not to say any more, and had some guesses in his heart: "I didn't try my best, will he also hold back?"

(End of this chapter)