Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 248

night passed...

On the day of the decisive battle, a red sun rose slowly, and the blue sky was like washing.

Xiuzhao, Dayue and Wuche who participated in the decisive battle came to the school grounds early, and Wushu and Wei Zi also arrived later.

The topics everyone talked about, without exception, were about today's decisive battle.

The head and elders of Raging Flame Sect didn't look very good. The record of this sect was mediocre, but Zhao Lin and Basang met in a decisive battle. Thinking about their age, I couldn't tell what it was like.

On the stand of Wushu, a cheeky man said carelessly: "It's a pity, there is not even a gambling house in the mountain, otherwise I really want to bet two hands."

The white-faced man next to him turned his head and said with great interest: "Brother Bayan, if you can bet on who?"

The bearded man said straightforwardly: "Zhao Lin."

The white-faced man was surprised and said: "No way, I asked a few brothers, and they all think that Basang has a better chance of winning."

The bearded man waved his hand and said: "You don't understand this. There is a handicap in the gambling house. According to the current situation, the handicap is about two for one for Basang, and two for one for Zhao Lin. But I think the two The strength is very close, and it is almost the same if you pay one for one.”

The white-faced man nodded, "I didn't expect you to be so optimistic about Zhao Lin,"

The bearded beard said: "Zhao Lin was not well-known before, but his performance in the last two rounds has been very strong. Can't he win because Basang became famous early and practiced the Thunder Attribute Kung Fu?"

"It makes sense. I was lucky enough to watch the previous two martial arts competitions. The one who was favored before the battle may not win. Sigh, one of these two is 24 and the other is [-]. They are so young!"

"Who says no, it feels like I've been practicing in vain all these years compared to them..."

In front of the stands of Dayue, Zhao Lin was humming a little song while exercising his body.

Before the big battle, he was inevitably nervous. Zhao Lin knew that many athletes in his previous life listened to music to relieve stress before the game.

Now I don't have the conditions to listen to songs, so I just hum the songs in my memory casually.

"How many times have you fallen on the road
How many times have I broken my wings
Now I don't feel hesitant anymore
I want to go beyond this ordinary luxury
I want to explode..."

When the time came, Elder Ruan announced the start of the decisive battle.

Zhao Lin took a deep breath, cupped his hands towards the Da Yue stand, then walked quickly to the front of the ring and climbed up the steps.

Basang also stepped onto the ring, and the two looked at each other, seeing the determination to win in each other's eyes.

Elder Ruan raised his palm and shouted: "Two, take your place, one, two, three!" After speaking, his palm snapped down.

Zhao Lin and Basang shot out at the same time, like two meteors colliding violently together.

Basang unleashed a Thunder Blade Fist, which has been successful since the start of the match.

Zhao Lin didn't adopt devious and evasive tactics as people expected, but directly confronted with Tianshuang Fist.

boom!
There was a muffled thunder on the ring.

Zhao Lin and Basang each took two steps back and stood still.

have equal shares.

This is the first time so far that someone dared to fight Basang without losing the wind.

Zhao Lin finally felt the power of Lei Genuine Qi, the energy scattered and his body trembled like an electric shock.

Basang was also having a hard time, as the cold breath hit him, the energy in his body stagnated for a moment, and he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

"it is good!"

Basang yelled, stepped forward and punched again, his arms were wrapped in lightning, shining brilliantly under the sun.

Zhao Lin's eyes were fixed, and he waved his fist to meet him.

This time he didn't use Tianshuang Fist, but added wind-type true qi to the ordinary Shi Xiao fist strength, wanting to try another kind of true qi to see how effective it would be.

The blue light on the front of the fist is flowing, and the energy is layered on top of each other.

There was another muffled sound, and the two separated.

This time Zhao Lin recovered faster, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The anti-effect of wind-type zhenqi is obviously better than that of ice zhenqi, but it is a pity that the cultivation is relatively late, and the zhenqi is not enough, so it cannot be used at will.

"Enough, come again!"

Basang let out a low growl, his shoulders sank, and he punched the third time.

Zhao Lin didn't want to fight any longer, the Thunder genus attacking invincible wasn't for nothing, so he immediately moved to the "Xun" position from the middle palace.

Although Basang had never practiced footwork, he possessed the intuition of a wild beast. He punched nothing, and immediately stepped across his feet, swinging his fist towards Zhao Lin's head.

Zhao Lin used the Overwhelming Rain and Overturning Cloud Strength, gave way lightly, then moved forward again, quickly grabbed his claws, and grabbed the opponent's armpit.

The two played against each other in a simple and fast manner, and their moves were never procrastinated.

Basang's attack was fierce, the wind of his fists was violent, and each punch was extremely powerful.

Zhao Lin absorbed the spirit of the Golden Rat, and his strength increased by a bit, even higher than Basang, but his strength was restrained, and he tried not to fight him, but used his body skills to deal with it.

The two moved faster and faster, so fast that most of the disciples in the stands couldn't see clearly.

It can only be roughly seen that Basang's fist speed is faster, while Zhao Lin's movement is faster.

"Most of my ice qi has been consumed, and Basang seems to be deliberately controlling the consumption of thunder genital energy. If the fight continues, the outcome may still be in the balance..."

"It's time to show your cards."

After fighting for seventy or eighty rounds, a thought flashed through Zhao Lin's mind.

The air split can strike a distance of nearly two and a half feet, it is an absolute offensive weapon, especially when the opponent is not aware of it, it will definitely be caught off guard for the first time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin deliberately punched Basang, pretending that he couldn't bear the strength, revealing a flaw in his defense.

Basang immediately took a lunge and pounced on him.

Zhao Lin sprayed energy from the acupuncture points on his back, his body swayed continuously, and he rushed forward in a serpentine shape.

The two people were staggered, and the distance between them was no more than five feet.

"The time has come!"

Zhao Lin used the Wind Control Jue, slashed fiercely with his palm, and a violent wind was rolled up, forming a half-moon-shaped sword more than two feet long.

The knife slashed with a blue light, extremely sharp, and went straight to Basang's chest ribs.

Slash the air!
At the same moment, Basang showed a sinister grin on the corner of his mouth, swung his palms, and pulled out a machete with a wide back and thick blade.

Lightning burst out, the blade was covered with sawtooth, and the surface was protruding, like the fangs of a wild beast, it was nearly two feet long.

Seal the wolf and cut it!
The target of the attack was the same as Zhao Lin, and came straight to his chest.

Zhao Lin was shocked. He didn't expect that Basang would also use the Wolf Sealing Slash at this time, but the Air Slashing Slash had already been launched...

Basang was also taken aback, only then did he realize that Zhao Lin also saved his hand, and the power of the saber slash was not inferior to his own Fenglang slash.

Neither of them hesitated, instead of dodging, they mobilized their strength and attacked each other with all their strength.

Because it is too late to hide at this time, and you can't hide completely. Giving up the attack will only lead to quick defeat.

When the two powerhouses meet, the brave wins, so it's better to fight hard and use your attack to the maximum.

As for whether it can withstand the opponent's attack, that is not a question to consider now.

Split the air and chop the wolf!
Almost all the people in the stands stood up, staring nervously at the ring...

(End of this chapter)