The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 16 Breaking into the Mountain Gate and Walking in the Dragon's Lair

"what?!"

When the receptionist heard Yi Beidou's words, her brain froze and she stood there for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Just at the moment she was stunned, Yi Beidou had already walked past her and headed towards the depths of the sports center.

The reception girl finally reacted and wanted to stop him, but seeing that Yi Beidou was tall and seemed in a worrying mental state, she did not dare to step forward.

In desperation, she could only take out the walkie-talkie from her waist.

"Brother Qin, there's someone causing trouble, but he seems a little mentally unstable. Just subdue him and try not to hurt anyone."

"understood."

A man's voice came from the intercom.

The commotion here attracted many members passing by, and they all stopped to look in the direction of Yi Beidou, watching the excitement and talking about it.

Many people know the ins and outs of this sports center. What's the difference between wanting to cause trouble here and breaking into a dangerous place?
"Sir, the front is the members' area, please leave."

Five burly men in suits ran out of a room next to the hall and blocked Yi Beidou's way.

Yi Beidou didn't answer and continued walking forward.

"Sure enough, he has some mental problems. Let's subdue him first."

The big man in the lead snorted coldly.

The five men immediately spread out, surrounding Yi Beidou in a fan shape, and then pounced on him. They were all very agile and cooperative, and it was obvious that they had some kung fu skills.

however.

In a flash, Yi Beidou's figure seemed to have teleported past the encirclement formed by the five security guards and continued to move forward.

The five men in suits stood still as if they were frozen in place.

Half a second later.

Pfft!Pfft!
Their bodies all fell to the ground, their breathing steady, as if they were asleep.

Yi Beidou walked into a corridor on the side and disappeared.

The crowd watching the excitement in the hall was silent, and only after a while did they start to discuss it loudly.

No one saw clearly what had just happened and how the five security guards were knocked down.

Black magic? !
The receptionist was stunned for a while before she reacted. Remembering what Yi Beidou had said before, she immediately realized that something serious might have happened, and hurriedly picked up the intercom.

"Manager Luo, someone broke into the center. He said he was here to challenge us. The security guards couldn't stop him and knocked him down in an instant!"

the other side.

Aoki's mind, training ground.

This is an open-air courtyard with an antique architectural style. It retains the architectural features of the Republic of China era more than a hundred years ago among modern buildings. The ground is paved with bluestone and covers an area of ​​more than 100 meters.

In the center of the training ground, there stands a tall locust tree with lush branches and leaves, and a thick trunk of light green in color, which is big enough for five people to hug.

It stands still and majestic, like the center of the earth, gathering the spirits of the earth's veins, which is quite magical.

Being around this giant tree, people will feel refreshed, as if they are standing in a magical spring and drinking sweet wine.

People have different destinies, and trees have different species.

This big locust tree is a unique species among trees. The natural magnetic field it naturally emits can calm the mind and nourish the true spirit.

Sophora japonica, one tree and one ghost, is the spirit in the wood. According to legend, it is used to hide ghosts and refine Yin.

It is said that the founder of Qingmu Xinyi school discovered this strange tree in the mountains, observed its spirit and imitated its meaning, and thus created Qingmu Xinyiquan.

This giant tree can be said to be the root of the entire Qingmu Xinyi Sect.

At this time, many Qingmu Xinyi disciples wearing blue martial arts uniforms were sitting cross-legged on the bluestone ground of the training ground, and Li Qingdai was among them.

Under the big locust tree, there is a tea table and three rosewood armchairs.

Sitting in the first seat was a man whose age was difficult to tell. He looked to be in his early thirties at most, with a ruddy complexion, but he had white hair and even his eyebrows were white.

The leader of Qingmu Xinyi, Mu Huaidong.

Of the two people sitting in the guest seats, one looked to be about forty years old, with a plump body and a smiling face, quite like a Buddha statue; the other was an old man in his fifties or sixties, with a thin body, but thick eyebrows like flames, and it was obvious that he had a hot temper.

The former is Tang Zhihe, the leader of Six Yang and One Qi, and the latter is Wu Xianjue, the leader of Five Fires Refining Truth.

Among the many martial arts schools in Han Province, Qingmu Xinyi, Liuyang Yiqi and Wuhuo Lianzhen are the strongest and have the greatest influence.

On the open space in the training ground, two young men in their twenties stood facing each other, each displaying their own boxing stances.

A man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a square face, a tall stature, and bright eyes. He looks like a giant tree rooted in the ground, with the center of gravity deep in the ground, as if he cannot be moved.

The eldest senior brother of Qingmu Xinyi Sect, Wei Ziren.

The young man opposite him was lean, with obvious muscle texture visible on his limbs, as explosive as steel wire. His eyes were as fierce as fire, and the bones on his palms, elbows, and knees were protruding like blades.

The eldest senior brother of the Five Fires Refining Sect, Yin Xingjie.

"Brother Ziren, be careful!"

Yin Xingjie shouted, and rushed out suddenly, as fast as thunder and as powerful as fire.

Bang! !

At the moment of activation, the sounds of the internal organs' breathing and the sound of the movements breaking through the air merged into one, just like the explosion of gunpowder.

The Five Fires Refining Truth Fist, the five fires refer to the five internal organs. Once they reach the state of internalization, the power of the internal organs is circulated, just like igniting five raging fires in the body, which instantly enhances all functions of the human body.

Raise your palm as if it were a knife and chop it down with one palm!
The palm passes like a blade, the elbow passes like a knife!

Those sitting in the audience were all core disciples of Qingmu Xinyi Sect. They were all knowledgeable people and naturally knew how fierce this move was. They couldn't help but let out a low cry.

If they were on the field, their limbs would be cut off if this palm hit their joints.

However, Wei Ziren's expression remained unchanged as he raised his strong arms to block the attack head-on.

Bang! !

The collision of flesh and blood made a sound like muffled thunder, and sweat was stimulated and exploded into a misty water mist.

Wei Ziren is rooted in the earth, standing still.

The wind blows through the big tree and all its branches sway.

"it is good!"

Yin Xingjie shouted loudly, his hair stood on end, and he looked extremely ferocious.

His body flashed and was extremely agile. His palms, elbows, knees and other parts of his body were sharp weapons. Every attack made a sharp air explosion, which dazzled the disciples of Qingmu Xinyi Sect and made it difficult for them to keep up with his rhythm.

However, under such an attack, Wei Ziren remained unmoved, his steps steady, and he responded calmly.

"drink!!"

After Yin Xingjie attacked for more than ten rounds, Wei Ziren suddenly seized the opponent's flaw and shouted loudly, his eyes shining brightly and a powerful momentum was released.

Rooted in the earth, the trees grow taller than the sky.

For a moment, Yin Xingjie had the illusion that this man was unshakable. His spirit weakened, his attack slowed down, and he revealed his flaws.

Wei Ziren's arms were like the roots of an old tree, already wrapped around Yin Xingjie's arms and clasping the pulse points on his upper arms.

Step, twist your waist, and exert force!

Yin Xingjie's body lost weight and he flew into the air. Wei Ziren threw him more than ten or twenty meters away. He rolled on the ground for several times before he stabilized his body, his eyes full of surprise.

"The fist is shocking, the realm of mighty spirit?!"

The leaders of the other two sects exclaimed in surprise.

"Excuse me, my disciple has been meditating in the mountains recently, and finally gained some insights and made a slight breakthrough."

Mu Huaidong said with a satisfied smile.

"Brother Mu, you have a good disciple. He is only about 26 or 27 years old this year, but he has already comprehended the mysteries of the mighty spirit. If he can reach the level of soul-stealing before the age of 35, he may have a chance to see the realm of physical body becoming a saint."

Wu Xianjue, the head of the Five Fires Refining Sect, sighed.

"Among the young warriors in the entire Han Province, there are probably few who are stronger than Ziren."

The head of Liuyang Yiqi, Tang Zhihe, also nodded in agreement.

"I will be satisfied if he can reach the realm of soul-stealing and inherit my mantle. As for the physical body becoming a saint, how can that realm be easy? There have been many soul-stealing masters since ancient times, but how many of them have become saints? This is the result of fate and opportunity, and it cannot be forced by human power."

Mu Huaidong shook his head and said that he himself was a master of soul-stealing and naturally understood the higher realms.

"As expected of you, you are the eldest senior brother. You have reached the state of mighty spirit at such a young age. In the future, maybe our Qingmu Xinyi Sect will have the second master who can achieve sainthood in the flesh."

Next to Li Qingdai, a cute female disciple said with stars in her eyes.

Wei Ziren holds a very high status in the hearts of the female disciples in the sect. He is handsome, calm, powerful, and very caring towards his fellow disciples. It is possible that he will inherit the mantle of Qingmu Xinyi Sect in the future. He is simply a perfect man.

Li Qingdai nodded and looked at the tall figure standing in front of the crowd, admiration showing in her eyes.

And just then.

Beep!
Mu Huaidong's cell phone in front of him suddenly rang. His cell phone had an emergency setting, so only important calls could come in at this time.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

Mu Huaidong apologized to the two masters beside him, picked up his mobile phone and answered the call.

"Master, it's bad. Someone is here to challenge us and force his way into the center. We can't stop him. He's about to hit us in the training ground."

There was a bit of noise on the phone. After a bang, there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground, and then there was no more movement.

what? !

Mu Huaidong was stunned when he heard this, and the other two masters beside him had the same incredible expression.

“I heard that there is a genuine article of sanctification in the flesh here, so I came here to look for it.”

At this moment, a sound like muffled thunder came from outside the gate of the training ground.

boom!
After a loud bang, the heavy gate of the courtyard burst open.

(End of this chapter)