Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 249

Two sharp howls.

Pi Kong Zhan and Feng Lang Zhan missed each other and went straight to the vital points of both sides.

All the Yuanjing elders in the stands watched with their eyelids twitching, wondering if these two people are going to die?
Such a strong attack hit the body, even if it is not dead, the skin will be peeled off.

Basang's master, Sa Tianci, was overjoyed when he saw this, Zhao Lin dared to fight his beloved disciple recklessly, he was courting death!

Before Basang joined the sect and formally practiced martial arts, he had been living a life like a savage in Fenglang Mountain.

Relying on a tyrannical body and the arduous training comparable to that of a martial artist, he survived life-and-death struggles with wild beasts and even alien beasts.

As the Yuanjing elder of Wushu, Sa Tianci has seen thousands of warriors, but none of them can compare with Basang's physical talent.

"Bang Bang" twice.

Zhao Lin and Basang were hit by the opponent's chopping force respectively.

If Zhao Lin was struck by lightning, he immediately flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

The wolf seal with strong thunder energy is extremely destructive, and the pain quickly spread from the chest to the whole body.

The sky was spinning, and although he was still conscious, he couldn't move a single finger.

"Am I... lost?"

Zhao Lin's heart sank, he raised his eyelids with great effort, and glanced across.

Finally at ease.

Basang, like himself, lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

In order to strengthen the power of Sealing Wolf Slash, Basang almost unreservedly urged his strength, and was directly overturned by the huge impact force of Slashing in the Air.

The body slid out several feet by rubbing against the ground, and half of his body leaned out of the ring.

Basang felt that the energy in his body was blown away by the air splitter. Although his consciousness was extremely clear, his muscles and bones seemed to be frozen and he couldn't control him at all.

The two of them lay motionless on the ring, and the spectators were dumbfounded, and Elder Ruan, who was in charge of the arbitration, was also stunned.

If you fall to the ground, you will lose, but what if the two fall to the ground together?
Elder Ruan quickly took out the parchment, read the rules again, and read them aloud.

"If you fall to the ground, you will lose. If two people fall to the ground at the same time, and no one stands up within ten breaths, it will be considered a draw."

"If one person stands up within ten breaths and the other cannot, the competition is over and the one who stands up first wins."

Even many elders are not clear about this rule, because this kind of situation has not been seen in the martial arts competition for many years.

"The old man started counting, one breath..."

Elder Ruan shouted loudly, but stopped as soon as he opened his mouth.

Because both Zhao Lin and Basang had already stood up.

Zhao Lin panted for a while, and after listening to the rules of the competition read by Elder Ruan, he immediately put his elbows on the ground and stood up slowly.

Basang turned over, knelt on one knee, barely supported his body with both hands, and gradually stood upright.

Although both of them stood up, they looked quite embarrassed.

Zhao Lin's exercise uniform was torn open, leaving only the shoulders and arms hanging on his body, Basang's short robe was cut in the middle, and the hem was broken and scattered.

"He... actually stood up!"

Sa Tianci was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Lu Chaohuan, Yang Lin, and the elders of Xingyunzong clenched their fists nervously, secretly sweating for Zhao Lin.

Elder Ruan coughed and asked, "Can the two still fight? If you are seriously injured and want to quit, you can raise your hand to signal."

Neither Zhao Lin nor Basang made a sound.

Elder Ruan nodded, "Okay, let's continue the competition."

Boerta, McQueen, Li Taiqing, Muheli...these high-ranking disciples who thought they had the ability to compete with the two of them were all convinced after seeing this.

Not to mention the strengths that the two of them have already shown, just relying on the two moves of splitting the air and sealing the wolf, they thought to themselves that no matter which move they got, it was absolutely impossible to stand up like Zhao Lin and Basang.

Zhao Lin felt that he had regained some strength, looked directly at Basang, and began to assess the current situation.

There is a dull pain in the chest and ribs on both sides, and it hurts when you pull it a little bit. The main meridians are damaged, the energy cannot flow smoothly, and the limbs are soft and numb...

The injury is serious, but you can still fight!
"My body has been modified, and my resistance is unmatched."

"Basang is at the second level of the blood realm, and his cultivation level is higher than mine. We can't let him continue to recover."

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin stepped on small steps and slowly approached Basang.

The more it is at this time, the more you have to grit your teeth and persevere. If you feel uncomfortable, your opponent may feel even more uncomfortable than yourself!
When Basang saw Zhao Lin approaching, he was startled at first, then a look of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately went to meet him.

He could have waited for work at ease, but he happened to be standing on the edge of the ring and had to leave the dangerous place immediately.

The two walked to a distance of three steps, and punched at the same time, aiming at the opponent's left rib.

The offense is the active side, and it saves more energy than the defense when fighting. If you hide, it means giving up the initiative and falling into a passive position.

So the two of them didn't dodge, and let the opponent's fist hit themselves, and at the same time, they increased their strength to give each other a heavy blow.

With two muffled sounds, Zhao Lin and Basang staggered backwards, their facial features twitched in pain, their faces twisted, and they took a few deep breaths before regaining their footing.

The two suddenly discovered that their strength had seriously declined due to injuries, and their combat power was basically equivalent to the early stage of Qi.

Fortunately, the person on the other side is the same...

Without any hesitation, no one jumped at each other again.

The realm temporarily dropped, unable to use powerful skills, the two of you punched and I kicked, returning to the most primitive fighting style.

Everyone watching the battle, whether they were the elders of the Yuan Realm or the disciples of the Blood Realm, were speechless, and even the natives who cleaned the venue were stunned...

Before they knew it, the sun came over the school field, scorching the two people who were fighting in the ring.

After fighting for nearly an hour, Basang was panting like a cow, his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and the speed of his punches became slower and slower.

Zhao Lin's body skills also slowed down, but his energy remained undiminished, and his moves still had rules.

Absorbing the spirits of the old scalper and the bear, besides bringing him extraordinary strength, he also has long endurance.

The advantage of endurance is revealed at this moment.

A look of worry flashed across Sa Tian's dazzling eyes, his disciple's physical strength had reached its limit, how could Zhao Lin be so vigorous?

Lu Chaohuan could see that Zhao Lin had a chance of winning, and he couldn't believe his own judgment. He looked back at Yang Lin, and said in a low voice, "Zhao Lin..."

Yang Lin didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Basang became more and more anxious, and began to completely ignore Zhao Lin's attack, using a style of fighting with his life and hurting both sides.

This is a sign of weakness and exhaustion.

At this point, Zhao Lin no longer fought against Basang, but relied on his physical strength to firmly control the battle.

Only occasional counterattacks with one and a half moves made it difficult for Basang to parry.

After fighting for more than [-] rounds, Basang suddenly let out a loud roar, and struck both left and right with both fists, in a gesture of embracing, and threw himself at Zhao Lin.

I want to hug and fall!

Zhao Lin saw through Basang's thoughts at a glance, and immediately thrust out a palm in the center, and before being hit by Basang's fist, his fingertips first touched his chest.

Then the five fingers were closed together, and Basang was kicked back a few steps with one punch.

Quickly followed, raised the jib and slammed into Basang.

This trick "Nine Sections Picking the Elbow" was learned from Jiang Pu.

After the match against Jiang Pu the day before yesterday, Yang Lin taught Zhao Lin the nine-section elbow-struggling move during the replay.

Zhao Lin had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly used this trick.

Basang had no time to think about it, subconsciously raised his fist to block.

Zhao Lin's forearm immediately popped out like a wounded crossbow, and his fist hit Basang's shoulder.

Then clasped his fingers backwards, grabbed one of Basang's arms, and threw him out of the ring with all his strength.

thump!
Basang landed on his back.

Everyone in the Da Yue stand stood up and let out deafening cheers. The head master and all the elders celebrated together with all the disciples regardless of their dignity.

Only Shangguan Xi'an, an official from the Ministry of Rites, was sitting on his seat, crying, looking up to the sky and muttering to himself: "God bless Dai Yue, God bless Dai Yue..."

(Volume [-], End)
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