Motorized aspect

Chapter 842

This life of a person is neither long nor short. I hope to live a wonderful life without forgetting the original intention.

With a beautiful desire for life, Feng Yi once again left the City in the Sky and embarked on a journey, riding a black mecha all the way through the sky, tossing and turning in revenge. Sometimes the Shadow Rider would appear above other countries to take in the beautiful local scenery. Sometimes, They would secretly go to the uninhabited border star field to let themselves go, or they would directly find a tavern in the mainland to order some good wine and food, and feel the local customs and customs, and life would be considered leisurely.

Feng Yi used to lament his fate silently from time to time, what should he do when the war is over, and where is the way back in life?
In the past few years since the start of the war, he has never tried to think about enjoying life itself, but when he really crosses the mountains and rivers to see through the separation of life and death, he often finds a new world, which is the feeling after returning to the countryside with ambition.

Rationality, peace, more sincerity, less hypocrisy, infecting everyone around with wisdom and sincerity, isn't this the essence of the meaning of life?
He still owes Jiu Ling an apology.

However, Feng Yi still chose Yuqing Pavilion as the first stop. Because of the intervention of the Blazing Legion, the lifeless Bingniao seems to have undergone silent changes during this period... and as Yuqing Pavilion paid the first attention, The major hermit schools also suddenly became interested in ancient folk martial arts.

It was also the Yuqing Pavilion who broke the convention first, and Wu Tian sent the invitation, and the high-ranking Hermit School actually took the initiative to send invitations to the Bingniao folk family, treating each other with sincerity, in the name of learning and exchanging ideas?

In the past, the folk schools would never dare to think about it. It would be like the difference between diaosi and aristocrats, a beggar having dinner with the emperor, the folk ancient martial arts family and the hidden school are not popular at all. They are worlds apart, but who And to think that the hidden sect, which has always been mysterious, could actually invite this group of ugly ducklings. Does this also mean that with the end of the war, a prosperous age of ancient martial arts is about to come?

Sitting on a high platform, looking at the vast land in the distance, feeling everything that is thriving and noisy, Feng Yi feels indescribably calm. At some point, he feels more and more that the city full of life is ordinary and beautiful...

It's just that he doesn't want to participate in this martial arts exchange, Feng Yi just wants to witness the new changes and the changes of the times.

After taking out the jug, he habitually flicked his thumb upwards, buzzing... The spinning jug fell into Feng Yi's palm, and without hesitation, as the half jug of wine passed through his intestines, he Putting down the flagon for the second time, he watched every battle below with cold eyes.

Suddenly, a clear wind blew over his face, and a beautiful shadow appeared silently on the side of Feng Yi's body.

Ethereal, quiet, pure, dignified and reserved, there are no better words to describe her beauty. As a assassin, Feng Yi clearly cannot feel any killing temperament around her, as if everything is cold under her charming appearance. Being completely shrouded, of course, Feng Yi at this time did not know that Mengdie's identity had been demoted to an inner disciple.

"Meng Die..." Feng Yi seemed to be talking to himself without the same teasing tone as before, it seemed that he didn't really care about this little girl anymore.

Mengdie stood tall and graceful without making any movements, opened her eyes slightly and looked towards the direction Feng Yi was looking at without blinking, and murmured pleasantly but inaudibly.

"He's here to kill me." Feng Yi continued, his words were calm and casual, and he didn't take the assassination seriously at all. He didn't even look at Mengdie. Under the shadow of the sun, Feng Yi saw all the prosperity. From the side of his face, although he was just smiling slightly, his smile only added a touch of peerless brilliance at this moment.

Mengdie lowered her spirit eyes when she heard the sound, and shook her head continuously, her movements were very light, as if she was trying to deny that she didn't come to kill him.

"There's no need to defend yourself, and there's no need to feel guilty. I know you're not inherently bad, just be yourself."

Feng Yi seemed to be able to guess Mengdie's heart, looked up at the person who came, and found that Mengdie's spirit eyes were also staring at him quietly without blinking, the faint eyes had indescribable magic power.

Mengdie's soul-stirring temperament is innate, and it is different from charm. Feng Yi looked back and continued: "I came here specially, there must be other things."

Mengdie shook her head silently, without giving any response, instead she bent down and sat beside Feng Yi...

Even Feng Yi couldn't help hesitating for a moment, looked at Mengdie again with confused eyes, and found that Mengdie was obediently looking at him at the same time...

1 seconds, 2 seconds, 3 seconds, 5 seconds...

The two of them slowly looked away at the same time. Feng Yi was speechless in his heart. This girl was doing knitting. With her unpredictable and weird personality, Feng Yi even thought about whether she would be able to sit down if she didn't leave. How about forever?With messy thoughts, Feng Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head... and then focused his attention below.

At this moment, the person fighting against Yuqing Pavilion was the Duolun sect from a folk family. The Duolun sect was famous for its boxing techniques. Their boxing techniques were not only strong and powerful, but also had endless changes in moves. Every single movement could have eighteen variations.

Yuqing Pavilion sent a very handsome young female disciple to fight. As a practitioner of the Five Elements of the Metal System, the female disciple exudes an unattainable holy temperament, as if she is a fairy who is not stained by the fireworks of the world. , although the temperament and appearance are far different from Mengdie, Yuqing Pavilion was originally known as a gathering place for handsome men and beautiful women, and such beauty would definitely be regarded as a high-scoring beauty even if it were taken outside.

Seeing the person coming, the old man of the Duolun sect let out a loud laugh. It can be said that to a certain extent, the folk family is very respectful to the hermit sect, but after all, there is a huge age difference between the two. If they are not humble, there will be more or less mistakes. The demeanor of a loser.

Thinking of this, as the battle was about to break out, before the old man could fully react, the beauty rushed to attack at the very first moment, and the speed was very impressive.

As an inner sect disciple, the hermit sect even disdained to use the special five-element technique with this group of laymen. Seeing her swinging her hands and swinging straight fists, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder rushing towards her face.

The power of this blow is really too big, even the old man can't help but gasp, but the innate physiques of men and women doom both sides to have no advantage in the hard fight, let alone the woman. An older girl like her family is almost catching up with her granddaughter, so it would be hard to hear if the other party spread the word.

Seeing the momentum, the old man greeted him with a fist, the force of the punch was almost enough to make the roar of dragons and tigers, who would have known that this collision, a heavy punch was like hitting a steel plate, and he was knocked back in an instant...

Due to the weight of their bodies, the female disciple also retreated a few steps one after another. Although the retreat distance was farther than that of the old man, the plain hand was still intact. Looking at the old man again, a few strands of blood appeared out of thin air.

"This... what kind of boxing is this." "Jin Tao Fist."

The woman smiled triumphantly, her Five Elements Jintao Fist is just holding the golden seal between her palms and fingers, and then burst into a mighty boxing technique. Once a punch is released, even steel and iron bones can't bear it. The lowest point is to want to confront it It is also necessary to reach the second-order level. This old man is obviously still in the early stage of the second-order, so he suffered a small loss.

There was an uproar at the scene...

It should be noted that the old man's boxing technique is already known for its fierceness in the folk school, and the wind of the boxing is so fierce that when it hits an ordinary person, it can almost be said that one will kill one person. Existence, but after all, there are so many inner disciples, not just one or two. Doesn't this mean that the hidden world sect can easily take out one inner disciple to challenge the folk family, which is too exaggerated.

You must know that the reason why these hidden sects are strong is not because of the terrifying physical strength, but because of the strange and weird moves that are hard to guard against. But before others can use their unique skills, you will be at a disadvantage in terms of momentum. How can this be done? Isn't it shocking?
Whether you are shocked or not, you have to fight. If you don't fight for your breath, you must not be looked down upon in this world, let alone this special battle. The old man's eyes widened with anger and his voice suddenly turned cold, "Please continue."

While speaking, his momentum changed suddenly at this moment, accompanied by a tremor and a bang, the old man made an attack drive in an instant, and he no longer planned to hold back.

The beauty also seemed to feel the change in the old man's aura at this moment, her eyes opened slightly, the smile on her face became wider, and she became more alert in her heart.

Off the court, all the major folk families are looking at each other face to face, and the Sherman family is no exception. Although Apophis has returned to fight against the Blazing Legion, these famous families who are huddled together for warmth know that if they fail to show today Absolute strength, it may be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future, so they must seize the opportunity to show their value. Only by making a name for themselves and becoming famous overseas can the folk genre prosper in this turbulent environment.

Feng Yi was also looking down with great interest, with this old man's body skills and skillful movements, he had to say he still had a certain advantage, the key lies in his ignorance of the hermit school, it's really hard to say who will win.

The two soon fought fiercely again, perhaps because the old man didn't hold back his hands, the inner disciples of the Yuqing Pavilion fought a little harder this time, and even her pretty face showed fatigue after many collisions.

He really deserves to be the head of the family, it seems that it is really difficult to win without showing strength.

As the woman closed her eyes, her hair grew automatically without any wind. Immediately afterwards, in the center of her palms, a handful of golden pliers were condensed out of thin air with internal force. The lentils glowed with endless luster in the sunlight, which was very eye-catching.

"This is again..."

"The inner force is condensed, the golden energy is five elements, cutting gold and breaking jade, external force can't break it, you have to be careful." The beauty smiled softly, and immediately flew to launch a surprise attack.

The old man secretly thought it was bad, this little girl has a mark in her hand, but I don’t have any pants, but what can I do, this is a skill used out of thin air, and I don’t carry a weapon, suffering from nothing to break, I have no choice but to After retreating again and again, he was quickly forced to the corner of the ring, and if he retreated, he was out...

Feng Yi shook his head secretly, if this kind of move is strong enough physically, it can be punched out, but taking a step back, he can easily dodge and interrupt it if he finds a gap with his body skills, and he can guess the name of the move by seeing the inner force condensing form , this technique requires continuous blessing of internal strength and concentration, but any slight fluctuations may cause flaws, but this old man doesn't seem to see this, the key reason for success or failure lies in this.

In many cases, the reason for deciding the outcome of a battle is not ignorance of the moves, but lack of observation and impatience. How can we fight like this?

At this moment, the old man was fleeing in a panic like a flea, letting the light blade cut down everywhere, but he made various evasive movements and his thoughts were all on how to hit the opponent, not disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

Mengdie is also staring at the bottom... This elementary metal-type five-element technique is already the most common skill in Yuqing Pavilion, but almost any inner disciple of the gold-type can learn it. Although Mengdie belongs to other five elements, he can also master it. For this skill, she has even practiced Jiuqu Huaguang Slash, the best five-element technique of the gold system.

As for why Mengdie didn't use it, I'm afraid only God knows, maybe it's because she knows that against a master like Feng Yi, this skill is not only useless, but also diverts her concentration to a certain extent, consuming her internal energy for nothing, right?

With a sound of tearing, half of the old man's clothes were easily cut off with a sweep, leaving behind white rotten flesh, so tempting, it made the older girl blush and heartbeat, and the boys covered their eyes, Seeing many students blushing, and also staring at the beauty as the opponent.

And at this moment, the old man finally found the right opportunity to face the wind and launched a missile kick. The old BJ shoes immediately kicked the beautiful woman's soft breasts and kicked her far away.

Although there is still an arm between the old cloth shoes and Shuangfeng, the rabbit and the eagle with a sneaky charm immediately irritated the woman!
"Golden Art - Haojinliu." Following the woman's mouth yelling, she shook her hand and saw a pale golden wall of air blast heavily on the old man's body, directly blasting him into the crowd.

The old man was old and frail, and he hadn't taken precautions. The bones of his body were obviously shaken, and when he got up, he retched.

Following the reminder of the end of the sparring, the winner, the Duolun faction...

The crowd was stunned. What is going on? The winner should not be the inner disciple of Yuqing Pavilion. Everyone looked at the beautiful woman at the same time. After taking a closer look, they suddenly realized that before the old man was knocked away, the woman had already been killed. The old man kicked his old BJ shoes out of the circle, and even the woman herself didn't notice.

Although the victory in this round was not glorious, there is no doubt that the folk ancient martial arts family did win the first battle.

Many folk children hugged into a group as if they had won a prize. No matter what they thought, they didn't expect to get a good start in the first battle, and the passionate laughter resounded through the crowd in an instant.

Yuqing Pavilion was very speechless. It should be noted that although they won the first battle, it was only an inner disciple, and it also had a certain element of luck. If it was a master of Yuqing Pavilion, they would have absolutely no chance. Elder-level masters, this group of people are not even qualified to fight against 12 elders.

Of course, it can also be said that 11 elders are serving now. Since Mengdie was demoted to an inner disciple, the seat has always been vacant.

(End of this chapter)