Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 246 Who won?
"Brother He, how are you?"

Zhao Lin was the first to rush to He Liancheng, worried that he was too seriously injured, so he didn't dare to help him up, but asked first.

"It's okay, it sounds like there's a lot of noise, but it's actually... not bad."

He Liancheng gasped and grinned.

Zhao Lin knew that he worked so hard to let himself know more about Borta's strength, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother He, I will help you up."

The other disciples also rushed over to help He Liancheng go back together.

When Zhao Lin turned around, he glanced at the ring, Borta seemed to feel it, and looked down.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and their dark faces turned away.

Back at the seat, several elders of Li Yangzong came to check.

Fortunately, Borta's fist strength has been weakened because of part of his energy forming armor, so He Liancheng's injury is not serious.

After everyone settles down with He Liancheng, the final match of the quarterfinals will begin.

McQueen vs Lai Tai Ching!
The two are ranked fourth in boxing strength and fifth in the other. They are close in age and equal in cultivation.

McQueen cultivates strength of both wind and fire, his fists are like fire, his body moves like wind, Li Taiqing's yin wood palm is not afraid of restraint, and Guteng's strength is full of tenacity.

The strengths of the two are very close in all aspects.

This battle actually went on for hundreds of rounds, both of them used their skills to suppress the bottom of the box, and they were still inseparable.

All the spectators thought: "Continue to fight like this, no matter who wins this round, I am afraid that it will be bad for Basang in the end."

McQueen and Li Taiqing also knew the joints, and wanted to end the competition as soon as possible, but they couldn't help each other.

The battle was near noon, and the winner was finally decided.

Contrary to most people's expectations, Li Taiqing won by knockout.

There was a burst of cheers from the Xiuzhao stands, and the sound shook the roof tiles, as if they had won a decisive battle.

The Weitz stand was dead silent, with Wuche, Dayue, Wushu, and Xiuzhao each among the top four, but Weitz didn't go in.

Although Wuche, Dayue and Wushu had nothing to do with them, because of Huo Shan's incident, they didn't want Wei Zi to get a good ranking, and there were many voices of ridicule and ridicule.

There is a break of two quarters of an hour between the quarter-finals and the semi-finals.

Basang, Zhao Lin, and Borta had already recovered their physical strength, only Li Taiqing had just finished the fierce battle, and was taking medicine and meditating, so he took the time to rest.

Two quarters of an hour passed in a blink of an eye, Elder Ruan of the Lotus Sect suddenly stepped onto the ring and called a group of natives.

A dozen or so black and thin natives ran onto the arena with brooms, dustpans, buckets, and mops. Those sweeping ashes and sprinklers got busy.

Seeing this, Basang's master Sa Tianca frowned and said, "Elder Ruan, the hour has come, why? Why haven't you started yet?"

Elder Ruan laughed quickly and said: "The old man was about to announce the start, and found that there was a lot of dust on the ring. If you don't wipe it off in time, the slippery ground will affect the competition after a while."

"Elder Sa, don't worry, just wait a moment."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiuzhao is trying to buy Li Taiqing time to recover, using a small outside trick.

But it's not despicable, it's just taking advantage of the host to take advantage of it.

Sa Tianci opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. Xiuzhao was too embarrassed to delay for too long, and after a long cup of tea, he finally announced the start of the competition.

Basang and Li Taiqing stepped onto the ring, clasped fists and saluted each other. After hearing Elder Ruan's order, they moved at the same time.

As soon as Basang made a move, he played his famous stunt in this court meeting - Thunder Blade Fist.

The strength of the fist is like a sawtooth, and the thunder light on the arm is so fast that the air is torn apart at the moment of punching, making a sharp whistling sound.

Li Taiqing also threw a punch, but he didn't dare to fight Basang with all his strength, he took an empty step, and the moment the two punches collided, he retreated to relieve his strength.

Even so, Li Taiqing also felt the power of Thunder Blade Fist, the strong impact made him retreat seven or eight steps, almost losing consciousness in his whole arm.

Basang nodded slightly, the force from his hands was quite strong, this was the first time in this battle that someone could confront him head-on, he stepped up immediately, and shouted: "Very good, come again!"

It was another Thunder Blade Fist.

This time Li Taiqing didn't choose to hit head-on, turned slightly to one side, and swung outward with one arm to strike Yinmu palm strength.

He performed a split-mane pose, and used four or two strokes of the method of transforming power, so that he didn't need to bear all the attack power of Basang.

However, the strength of Basang's fist still exceeded his expectations. When his palm touched Basang's fist, he couldn't fully dissipate the force, and was shocked to take several steps back.

Basang received a yin wood palm, he didn't feel anything at first, but after half a breath, he suddenly felt a silent force attacking, his arm was as uncomfortable as thorns entangled with needles.

Li Taiqing's strength was stronger than everyone expected. Although he fell behind in the first thirty rounds, he was still able to fight Basang back and forth.

However, his strength was inferior after all, and he had consumed too much physical strength in the previous battle. After fighting for more than 40 rounds, his physical strength was a bit exhausted.

Basang suddenly increased his speed without warning, and violently blasted three punches!
……

"Brother, I have a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Li Taiqing slowly opened his eyes, and heard a sweet and soft voice.

He sat up from the bed and found himself in a clean and tidy room, his junior sister He Yun was standing by the bed, looking at him with big eyes.

"Brother, how do you feel?"

Li Taiqing subconsciously looked down at his body, he was still wearing the short robe of a warrior who had just competed, and asked in confusion, "Why am I here? What happened just now?"

He Yun didn't answer, and repeated the question just now: "A good news or a bad news, which one do you listen to first?"

Li Taiqing was confused, "What good news and bad news?"

He Yun said with a smile, "Choose one."

Li Taiqing knew that his junior sister liked to be funny, so he said casually: "Listen to the bad news first."

"The bad news is that you failed to withstand Basang's Thunder Blade Fist, fell from the ring and temporarily lost consciousness."

"I was crying at the time, but the elder said that you are not seriously injured, and you will be fine when you wake up. Look, you will be fine after lying down for two hours!"

He Yun said seriously.

"so long!"

Li Taiqing was slightly surprised, but what happened was similar to what he had guessed, and his expression was a little sad.

I still lost...

He Yun's eyes flickered, "Brother, you haven't heard the good news yet?"

"Is there any good news?"

"The good news is... you performed very well today, and the elders all praised you!"

He Yun is playful and authentic.

Hearing what his junior sister said, Li Taiqing suddenly felt that it was no big deal to lose to Basang. A smile appeared on his knife-sharpened face, and he stood up and stretched.

Glancing out of the window, seeing that the sky was getting dark, I suddenly thought of a question: "Junior Sister, who will win the second round, Zhao Lin or Borta?"

(End of this chapter)