I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 126: Bai Wuming's Personal Teaching: Salted Fish Thrust (Two-in-One)

"Crouching Dragon tops the list..."

"Why is he here?"

"Having already topped the list right after arriving, shouldn't you hide away somewhere else first?"

"If you have this thought of hiding away, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the top of the Crouching Dragon Ranking."

"He came here, obviously because of the conflict a few days ago. A hall master actually caused such a stir..."

The crowd parted like a tide.

Many people were talking about it during this period.

Everyone present was a gangster, the worst of them were shopkeepers and wealthy businessmen, it was impossible that they had not read the Book of Bu Tian, ​​so they all looked quite strange.

Staring at the young man in white who had not yet reached adulthood, his eyes revealed many complex expressions.

Bai Xuan's voice echoed clearly: "Please ask the person in charge to come forward."

A middle-aged man in a purple-red robe walked down from the third floor of the Bijing Building. He was the local leader who took over the Bijing Building and was also a guest of the Bijing Villa.

His surname is Baili and his given name is Wang.

This man was tall, nearly 1.9 meters, with big fists. Even though his muscles were hidden under his long gown, he still showed a strong outline. The calluses on his finger joints were a copper-yellow color, and he was obviously a master of boxing.

Baili Wang looked down at the young man in white. Although he had heard of the other party's name, he didn't care much about it in his heart.

If a master came, he would naturally have to admit his mistake and there would be no need to do such a stupid thing as hitting a rock with an egg.

But the one who came to seek trouble was a junior, so even if he was the top of the Crouching Dragon List, there was no need to be afraid. At most, he would be a little wary.

The Crouching Dragon List refers to Crouching Dragon, which refers to potential.

The higher the potential, the greater the future achievements, but that is ultimately in the future.

The Heaven, Earth and Human Rankings are all based on actual combat records. Although the ranking does not represent 100% of the hard power, all those on the list have real combat records without exception.

There is a gap between the Crouching Dragon List and the Human List.

The gap is filled with countless fallen geniuses and hardworking mortals.

Baili Wang was also on the Sleeping Dragon List when he was young. He passed the top 100, but later injured his foundation in a competition. Because of his ordinary family background, he could not afford good healing medicine, which delayed his future achievements. Now he is in his forties and still has not made it to the human list.

His own experience illustrates one thing: potential is potential, but a dead genius is nothing.

He was the main force behind the incident in which the Bijing Villa provoked the Juyi Pavilion, because he also had ambitions and hoped to make a career.

He joined the Bijing Villa as a guest official. Doing things always requires taking some risks. He was also a warrior, so he just did it because he thought it made sense.

In Baili Wang's eyes, Bai Xuan's arrival at this time was an opportunity for him to become famous.

At such a young age, a rookie, he dared to challenge the old veteran with just a sword in hand. Did he really think that the miracle on the Huai River could happen a second time?

Baili Wang's thoughts raced, but he remained calm on the surface: "Young Pavilion Master Bai has come to visit. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."

"It's just a polite remark, no need to elaborate." Bai Xuan held the sword in both hands: "When people in the martial arts world do things, they always use courtesy before force. I have already given the gift money. Next, let's settle the account with Zhang Tangzhu."

Baili Wang said calmly, "When people from the Jianghu compete in martial arts, injuries are inevitable. Are you here to nitpick, Pavilion Master Bai?"

He pointed at the slumped steward below him and said, "I injured Hall Master Zhang, and you also injured the steward. How about we settle this matter?"

These words are only said to the guests.

It sounds like a one-for-one trade, but it actually makes no sense at all.

The main thing is to be a peacemaker first. If Bai Xuan disagrees, then the responsibility will be removed.

Bai Xuan said bluntly: "I will pay for the medicine you are in charge of, but the face that Juyi Pavilion lost must be redeemed. This is another matter."

"Then I'm here for revenge." Baili Wang said, looking down from a high position: "Since Pavilion Master Bai wants to take action, don't accuse me of bullying the weak."

"I'm here, what's the point of you saying all this?" Bai Xuan said calmly, "I have a sword, please take a look."

Baili Wang was feeling doubtful at this moment.

Ever since he was nearly crippled of his martial arts due to his youthful recklessness, he has become more cautious in doing things, and likes to think more about everything and make multiple preparations.

Holding the railing with his hands, he slightly turned his head and glanced behind him.

Someone on the second floor immediately jumped down.

The young man with a piece of grass in his mouth held a long stick across his shoulder with his hands on it, looking very ruffian and nonchalant.

"Master Bai, don't worry. I'm Zhou Qing. Please fight me first... If you can't even beat me, don't rush to challenge my master."

Zhou Qing deliberately spoke provocatively.

He is already 27 years old this year and has long passed the age to be on the list. He was on the Sleeping Dragon List when he was 20 years old, but was later squeezed off.

In terms of seniority in the underworld, they are barely equals.

Seeing this, Madam Zhang Er cursed him shamelessly: "Bai Li, not only did you not dare to take action yourself, but you actually arranged for your disciples to test your skills and engage in a round-robin battle. Moreover, the one you sent was a 30-year-old old man. How shameless!"

Many of the guests nodded in agreement to what was said.

Baili Wang said calmly at this time: "If Master Bai feels it is inappropriate, it is fine to withdraw, but I think..."

He was just about to say some compliments to praise Bai Xuan and put him in an awkward position.

Who knew Bai Xuan would speak directly: "I don't have to accompany just any cat or dog. Take him back, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, who can they perform Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio with?

I have been traveling around the country, and your ancestor was still a fertilized egg.

Bai Xuan didn't respond at all and just ruined the situation with one sentence.

Zhou Qing's face turned pale and ugly after being told that, and Baili Wang was left with no way out. He had to either ask his disciples to retreat or leave himself.

Baili Wang quickly patted the railing and secretly transmitted his true energy.

Zhou Qing received the order and swung his brow-high staff, shouting, "Little Pavilion Master Bai, be careful!"

After saying that, he poked a hole in the ground with a stick.

While shouting, the moves have already been delivered, even before opening the mouth.

Someone in the crowd immediately started cursing, "Shameless."

But Zhou Qing didn't care. He was a scoundrel by nature, believing in the principle of winning in the martial arts world. He didn't mind underhanded tactics like lime powder and peach-stealing. What was the big deal about a quick attack? Did he even have to warn his opponent before engaging in a fight?

These thoughts flashed through my mind.

People like him are accustomed to using all kinds of reasons to whitewash themselves, but in essence they are just trying to cover up a simple fact.

——Can’t afford to lose.

Sa——!
The eyebrow-high stick emitted a fierce whistling sound in the Bijing Tower.

Zhou Qing's character is not good, but his strength is still good. He has reached the peak of the third level of body building, and his realm is vaguely touching the edge of Zhixuan.

This stick contains a clever force, and weapons that come into contact with it may be shaken away. At the same time, it also contains an illusion, which makes the real appear empty and the empty appear real... It refers to the mystery of the realm of Xuan, which is that the moves can be changed at will, with the complexity and simplicity of the moves alternating between the real and the illusion.

Any true warrior who has entered the Zhixuan realm has one or two unique and mysterious skills. If he cannot figure it out, there is no hope of reaching the fourth level of the Heaven Tower in this lifetime.

When his stick was in front of him, Bai Xuan didn't move at all, as if he didn't react.

Many people in the martial arts world thought that Bai Xuan’s beautiful face would be disfigured in the next moment, but they saw him raise his right hand.

Among the countless afterimages, he accurately grabbed the shaking stick that was as high as his eyebrows.

The guests opened their eyes wide, bursting into astonishment and surprise.

"Have you had enough of the trouble?" Bai Xuan asked.

Zhou Qing tried to pull back his brow-high staff, but it was held firmly in his opponent's hand, as solid as cast iron. He strained with all his might but couldn't pull it free. He was filled with horror... Why? He should be at a higher level and stronger.

At this moment, Zhou Qing's five senses suddenly synchronized, and a surge of inspiration surged into his heart. The sense of crisis was issuing a red warning. The third level of body forging strengthened his five senses. He realized that something was wrong, made a decision quickly, put down the stick and ran away.

It's too late.

He only had time to turn his head slightly, and the black shoes swept across the side of his face like a flash of lightning.

Zhou Qing seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his body flew backwards, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and his jaw and facial bones were deformed.

The crowd's attention shifted from Zhou Qing back to the hall.

Bai Xuan patted his shoes and trouser legs lightly.

With a throw of his bare hands, the eyebrow-high stick flew out of his hand and brushed the side of Zhou Qing's face as he was trying to get up. The eyebrow-high stick whizzed past and pierced straight into the load-bearing pillar behind him, piercing straight through and leaving a spiral mark on the outer skin.

A strong wind, not too strong but very clear, blew through the hall.

Zhou Qing didn't dare to stand up again. His face was burning with pain, his throat was rolling, and his thighs were trembling. He knew very well that he almost died just now, and died twice.

The outcome is decided in one move.

The guests saw clearly that the two parties were not on the same level at all.

Not even close.

Zhang Erniang pulled Xi Qingqing's sleeve and couldn't help but say happily, "Young Pavilion Master is so amazing!"

Xi Qingqing disagreed: "That guy named Zhou was too weak. When his weapon was captured, he was reluctant to let go. He really thought that fighting in the martial arts world was just a fight between thugs in the streets. He thought he was strong enough to withstand a few blows. Little did he know that a true master could destroy his head with a single blow... No wonder he has no reputation."

Sharp comments on the scene of Wolongbang II.

Many listeners agreed.

There is no false reputation under a great name. This person who is number one on the Sleeping Dragon List has real abilities.

Although I saw Bai Xuan walking in alone and knew that he must be confident, but before he actually took action, who knew how capable he was?
The guests thought that today's event at the Bijing Tower might not end well.

In the lobby on the first floor of the Bijing Building, Bai Xuan's calm words were resounding: "Next."

His arrogant and domineering attitude makes some people frown, while others envy him.

There's nothing wrong with being arrogant. There are many arrogant people in the world, provided that they have the capital to be arrogant... and he does have it.

Baili Wang glanced at Zhou Qing, inwardly cursing him as a piece of trash, and said, "This traitor disregarded the rules of the martial arts world and took the initiative. I will give Pavilion Master Bai an explanation. He has truly disgraced me! Effective immediately, Zhou Qing is expelled..."

He planned to say something to clear himself out of the matter and then expel Zhou Qing from the sect to calm public opinion.

Interrupted again.

"I'm not here to see you teach your disciples a lesson and join in his praise."

Bai Xuan didn't give him any face at all and continued to sabotage him, exposing him in person.

"Besides, as a master, you didn't dare to come forward directly, but asked your disciple to do it for you. Now that something has gone wrong, you let your disciple take the blame. Do you have the nerve to do that?"

The crowd watching shouted in their hearts, "This is wonderful, this is wonderful!"

The truth was spoken so clearly.

This is the rhythm of completely tearing each other apart.

Baili Wang's face looked extremely ugly, his eyes full of anger and gloom.

"Don't be so arrogant. I'm here today to seek justice from Hall Master Zhang and to redeem the reputation that Juyi Pavilion has lost. For both public and private reasons, you can't avoid me today."

Bai Xuan raised his eyes again: "I don't like looking up at others. If you don't come down, I will have no choice but to ask you to go down."

Again and again.

Under such pressure, Baili Wang had no choice but to fight.

Zhou Qing was defeated too quickly and was unable to find out any of Bai Xuan's tricks.

In fact, Baili Wang was also wondering whether Bai Xuan was really at the second level of body forging.

But whether he is or not, he can only play on his own.

Baili Wang walked downstairs with a gloomy face.

The guests spoke one after another.

"A forty-something veteran versus an eighteen-year-old rookie. This is bullying no matter how you look at it."

"But there's nothing I can do. I'll just not answer it... This Bai Yueguang is being very aggressive."

"It's his own shamelessness. This is how the rules of the underworld are broken."

"The world of martial arts today is no longer the one of honesty and trustworthiness that it once was."

"Are there nostalgic people here? Children are eating at this table, so go sit with the elderly!"

Amidst the discussions, the first floor lobby was cleared out, the tables and chairs moved away, leaving behind an open space the size of a basketball court. It looked spacious, but in reality, it wasn't spacious enough.

Baili Wang pulled his hands out of his sleeves, took a deep breath, and raised his eyelids: "Master Bai Shao, I didn't want to come to this. The martial arts world is so vast, and you are too young. Being too aggressive is not a good thing. I'm afraid you can't control the severity of the situation."

Bai Xuan was speechless and laughed...exm? Are you trying to take advantage of your age?

"Stop talking nonsense." Bai Xuan said calmly, "There are many people who want to kill me. At least one-third of the people listed in the Bu Tian Book want my head. You are far from being ranked among them."

Baili Wang's tone paused. Indeed, with his fame, the Northern Zhou Dynasty would have wanted to grind him to ashes... He knew all this, but he still appeared in Langya casually, which showed that he really didn't care at all.

Or rather, not afraid at all.

Baili Wang's eyes were dazed, and for a moment he seemed to see his young and frivolous self, but the next moment that frivolous person turned into a miserable person kneeling on the ground wailing with broken bones.

You have to have the capital to be arrogant, otherwise it is pure stupidity.

Baili Wang's disciples opened the box and found a pair of boxing gloves inside.

This pair of fists is named "Meng Meng" and is a custom weapon of Baiduan City. The material is tough and is no less than that of ordinary famous weapons. However, it was formed ten years ago and has no record of battle and no fame.

He put on the gloves on his hands, and the gloves automatically shrank and fit against his skin as if they were one.

"You can draw your sword first." Baili Wang said, "As a senior in the martial arts world, I won't take advantage of you."

Bai Xuan tapped the hilt of his sword with his fingers and said calmly, "As long as you can take three of my sword strikes, this matter will be over."

A long uproar.

The tone was so great that it seemed as if he was about to draw his sword and cut the sky.

Baili Wang restrained his emotions, his eyes gleaming with brilliance: "Please."

"please."

The two men stood facing each other, neither of them launching an attack immediately.

Baili Wang stood on the ground, like an evergreen pine tree that had taken root.

His realm is the sixth level of the Dengtian Tower and the third level of Zhixuan. He has been stagnant at this realm for seven or eight years. Because he was injured when he was young, he was unable to enter the outer scene realm. Therefore, in order to find a precious medicine that can strengthen his body and repair his hidden injuries, he can do anything.

Although the Zhixuan realm has stagnated for a long time, it does not mean that there is no progress.

Realm is realm, strength is strength, they are completely different. Grandmasters are also divided into half-grandmasters and grandmasters.

The longer Zhixuan stays, the more deeply he can comprehend the mystery of this realm. In fact, the strength of old Zhixuan is not inferior to that of Waijing.

Baili Wang's true energy flowed, and he took the first step.

The punch was like thunder, and the air was filled with the sound of intense electricity.

Thunder Fist, this boxing style can be said to be very common, but it can also be said to be a basic yet advanced boxing style.

Countless boxing masters have developed various variations from it, and the basic Thunder Fist can appear completely different in the hands of different people.

Some are fierce, some are fast, some are explosive, and some are long-lasting.

Baili Wang's Thunder Fist was practiced quite solidly and moderately. It was fast but not fast enough, heavy but not heavy enough. Because of this, the Thunder Fist was the most suitable boxing technique in his hands to test the opponent. Every punch and every move was basic, but also mixed with both real and fake.

Fist shadows advanced one after another.

Bai Xuan turned slightly to the side, and his body dodged back and forth between the afterimages of the Thunder Fist like effortless flying catkins.

This level of skill has amazed many people, but it is actually not difficult at all.

Seeing that the other party still refused to draw his sword, Baili Wang clinked his fists, and the steel clashed, emitting a sharp sound of metal and iron, which, combined with the electric current, attacked the hearing.

Human hearing affects balance, and once hearing is affected, it can lead to errors in behavioral control.

This is also the reason why Twin Peaks Piercing the Ears is a killer move.

As soon as Bai Xuan stopped, Baili Wang stepped on the ground and threw a heavy punch. His true energy gathered and turned into a vortex of lightning on his fist, like thunder in a dry land.

The timing was perfect.

He's an old hand.

But this distance is also very suitable.

Bai Xuan pushed the sword guard with his thumb, and Jiang Chengzi quietly drew his sword three inches out of the sheath.

Om-!
The sound of sword chanting drowned out the sound of thunder.

The young man in white slashed with his sword. Baili Wang only felt the impenetrable sword energy rushing towards him. With a whoosh, it turned into a flash of white light. He raised his left arm to block it in front of him, but the sword still passed through his cheek and shoulder.

Blood spilled out, staining the purple robe red.

Baili Wang stepped back, his breathing quickening. He had just seen only one sword strike, but there were two wounds?

Why can't I even fully sense the opponent's sword energy?
No, more importantly...

He is clearly still in the Body Forging Realm, so why can he use sword energy so easily?
Bai Xuan turned Jiang Chengzi and deliberately paused for a second, as if to remind him - don't be distracted, there are two more swords to come.

Baili Wang held his breath. Now he no longer thought about attacking.

He didn't have any powerful martial arts skills to begin with, and when he faced this sword, he felt like he was unable to use his strength.

Martial arts students in the Jianghu are always in conflict with each other, and it is rare for them to use their powerful skills to fight each other. They usually break the moves and look for flaws. The logic is essentially similar to rock-paper-scissors.

But the sword in the opponent's hand was like an unreasonable cutting machine, it would chop everything into pieces no matter what you were.

Bai Xuan didn't care what the other party was thinking, and silently activated the fourth level of wind. The storm in the hall gathered on the sword's edge.

Before he had any cultivation, he relied entirely on his mental strength to compress the wind. Now that he had cultivation, the Frost Sky Qi in his body even enchanted the storm with a layer of frost effects. It seemed that the entire sword had turned silver-white, like the breath of the Frost Goddess that was compressing the permafrost plains without stopping.

A sword thrust out.

The whistling frost tornado directly swallowed up everything in the first-floor hall.

The guests watching the show were blown to the ground, unable to open their eyes, and white frost and ice formed on their clothes and hair. They were shocked.

Many people were shocked.

You're telling me this is the second level of body casting?

Where can someone at the second level of body forging create a sword wind that is thirty meters long with one sword strike?
And all they felt was the aftermath of the aftermath.

The power of Bai Xuan's sword is compressed inside the tornado. The outside is just the air flow turbulence caused by the diffused low temperature. The circular strangulation formed by the storm inside is the real destructive power.

Just as the whistling white tornado sword pressure continued, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the white storm, and with a force of both hands, they tore a gap in the sword pressure.

Baili Wang's whole body was covered with white frost and his heart was beating like thunder.

He used the Thunder Fist to stimulate multiple acupoints on his body, releasing a huge amount of true energy to stimulate physical activity.

For someone who has not learned advanced martial arts and does not have powerful skills, he relied entirely on his own talent to master this move and spent several years to perfect it. Its feature is that it not only strengthens the boxing technique, but the entire physical fitness. In a short period of time, he can compete with the mountain-moving strongmen of the Henglian school in strength.

He supported himself on the ground with one hand and kicked hard with both feet towards the back of the sword, kicking in the air like a rabbit kicking an eagle.

At this time, Bai Xuan's sword force had not yet dissipated, and even if he withdrew the sword, it would be too late.

Almost no one present could think of any means of defense. Even Xi Qingqing secretly grabbed the candied haws string and planned to throw it away.

At this time, Bai Xuan raised his right hand.

He actually drew his sword with his left hand just now.

He moved his right hand forward a little, and pointed his middle finger at the sole of Baili Wang's shoe.

The most dangerous thing about a swordsman is never just the sword, but also his fingers.

This gentle touch is called...

Sword pointing!

The normal sword finger is the index finger and middle finger.

But Bai Xuan's cultivation and realm were not enough, so he did not have time to temper his other fingers, so he prioritized tempering his middle finger.

It is reasonable to raise the middle finger to the enemy.

This finger can directly stimulate the Frost Sky Sword Energy.

The sword energy is roughly completed with Frost Sky Qi as the shell and Sword Intent as the core.

Although it is far from the perfection in Bai Xuan's mind, it can only be regarded as a not-so-exquisite PPT.

But the power of this sword finger is worthy of the Mingyue magic and the sword intent of the land immortals.

It easily pierced through Baili Wang's sole and half of his leg.

Tornado Canyun's sword is just an appearance, the real killing move is the sword finger.

Baili Wang thought he saw the chance of winning, but in fact it was all within his calculations.

One of his legs was broken and he fell to the ground. The sword energy was freezing cold and his entire leg was more numb than painful.

What was even more desperate was that he saw Bai Xuan switching his left and right hands, raising the sword in his right hand, and planning to strike a third sword.

"I surrender!!!"

Under the sword, Baili Wang shouted loudly.

There was silence.

The guests hurriedly got up and looked at Baili Wang who was lying on the ground covering his injured leg, and then looked at the young man who was unharmed and still in white clothes.

The former no longer had the same spirit as before, while the latter was still as handsome and unparalleled, without shedding a drop of blood or sweating.

Less than ten moves have passed since the fight started.

Since Bai Yueguang drew his sword, he had only made two strikes.

"hiss……"

There was a lot of cool air in the hall, and everyone took a few quick breaths.

The guests looked at each other, some in shock, but mostly in bewilderment.

Because Bai Xuan's strength has far exceeded the level they can understand.

The second level of body casting, two swords knocked down the third level of Old Finger Xuan... Is this reasonable?
Since when did the Zhixuan realm in the martial arts world become so fragile?

A new generation replaces the old, damn, we are already behind the latest version...

Many people in the martial arts world showed the same panic in their eyes.

What they seek is fame, fortune and stability. After practicing with great difficulty and becoming a Zhixuan, it is the highest level in this life for many true warriors. They think that they can finally bring honor to their family, but in the end they can't even beat the new generation of Zhushen. How can they not lose their mentality?
Bai Xuan looked down at Baili Wang who was lying on the ground. The latter looked dejected, as if he had lost his parents, with a look of confusion and awe in his eyes.

"Tomorrow, I want to see this building closed down, and I want to see someone come and apologize to Master Zhang."

"If no one comes, I will go to your next hall."

"Until you are willing to bow your heads."

After leaving these words, Bai Xuan turned and left.

All the guests in the hall came to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream and hurriedly took their leave.

Everyone knows that the Bijing Hall can no longer operate, and the Bijing Villa may also be suppressed.

Someone chased after him: "Master Bai! I'm your fan!"

They help whoever wins.

However, the wealthy businessmen and celebrities who flocked out were unable to catch up.

Bai Xuan had already returned to the Langya Hall from another route.

On the way, Zhang Erniang's eyes were full of admiration. At this moment, Pavilion Master Bai Shao, who came in person to avenge her father, had become her benefactor and idol. She would be his die-hard fan for the rest of her life, the kind that would never quit.

Xi Qingqing asked curiously, "That sword finger you just used was very strange. What was that move?"

Bai Xuan wiped his middle finger and blew away the dust from his nails: "This move is called the Salted Fish Thrust."

……

News spread quickly.

After just a stick of incense.

Lin.

"Miss!"

"My son-in-law is coming to Langya!"

(End of this chapter)