Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 97: Duel with Zhang Lingyu

Bang bang bang!
There was a rapid knock on the door.

Feng Shayan, who was still asleep, and Mo Yu, whose consciousness had sunk into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, were awakened at the same time.

Mo Yu moved his mind and determined the identity of the person outside the door from his Qi.

"Your brother came to see you?"

Mo Yu slowly got up and put on his coat. He glanced lazily at Feng Shayan, who was still curled up in bed. She was wrapped in the quilt, half her face buried in the pillow. She was so sleepy that she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids. She felt like she was falling apart, and she didn't even want to move.

"He must be here to see you." Feng Shayan turned over, wrapped the quilt tighter around her, and narrowed her eyes. She was obviously planning to sleep until night before speaking. Her voice was unclear. "I don't have any competition today, and you still have to help my father build the reputation of the Tianxiahui."

The more crazy the fun she had last night, the more tired she felt now.

Feng Shayan finally got a chance to ride on Mo Yu and attack him, and coupled with Mo Yu's rare submissive look when his Dao Heart was broken last night, Feng Shayan really couldn't help it. She wanted to bully him whenever she got the chance, completely disregarding whether her body, which was a novice in combat, could withstand it.

It was unclear whether Mo Yu was finally defeated by the rider or not. Anyway, she was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Mo Yu fastened his belt, turned his head to glance at her, and gave her a teasing smile.

"You'd better resist the drowsiness and start practicing immediately. Although I haven't been practicing for a long time, due to the cultivation method, the pure Yang energy is extremely pure."

Hearing this, Feng Shayan twitched her eyelids, barely opened them a crack, and glanced at him.

Her face was still buried in the quilt, revealing only a pair of lazy eyes. She muttered vaguely, "Pure Yang Qi? What does that mean?" She paused, as if suddenly realizing something. She suddenly lifted a corner of the quilt, propped herself up, and her eyes became clearer. "You mean... what happened last night?"

"Nonsense, why do you think I didn't push you away?"

Mo Yu casually threw on his black Taoist robe and stood at the doorway, saying something. He paused, his lips curled slightly, "If you don't hurry up and refine it now, the pure yang energy will dissipate, and it will be all in vain."

After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out without caring whether Feng Shayan heard it or not.

The door closed with a bang.

"Ah~"

Feng Shayan lay on the bed and sighed deeply. She really wanted to sleep now.

But, Dame, you must get up and practice.

"so annoying."

Feng Shayan muttered to herself, but her body honestly struggled to sit up.

Sit cross-legged in Vajra pose, with your hands in the Vajrayogini mudra, palms facing downward. Lift your arms to your hips, shoulder blades naturally raised, forming a mountain shape. Tuck your chin in and contract your abdomen.

This is the Buddhist practice of Aquarius Qi, which is most suitable for internal cultivation of true Qi.

It is different from the Taoist method of practicing Qi in a moderate and peaceful manner.

The Buddhist Aquarius Qi focuses on closing the pores all over the body, locking the Qi firmly inside the body and then stewing it over high heat. The whole Qi practice process is like a pressure cooker, with the main feature being the powerful ability to fly bricks.

However, given Feng Shayan's current situation, this method is most suitable.

"Is my sister okay?"

Feng Xingtong followed Mo Yu's footsteps and quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests. Finally, he couldn't help but ask.

"It's not a big problem. If she's lucky, her strength should be improved to a higher level after today." Mo Yu answered casually.

"Huh? Are you practicing in the same room?" Feng Xingtong was dumbfounded.

"if not?"

Mo Yu glanced at him strangely.

"."

Feng Xingtong really wanted to say that he didn't believe it, but looking at Mo Yu's natural expression, he didn't seem to be lying.

In fact, Mo Yu did not lie. Dual cultivation is also a form of cultivation.

Mo Yu, who prefers to be passive, was free last night and used Tai Chi to help Feng Shayan organize her energy.

The sensory stimulation allows her to clearly feel her own strength increasing little by little, and this is the real reason that drives Feng Shayan crazy.

If the news that one can become stronger by "pa pa pa" gets out, Mo Yu will never have the time to get out of bed in his life.

Of course, Mo Yu didn't lose out either.

Although the pure Yang energy is gone, his mana problem has finally received an epic enhancement!
It has quadrupled!
From three months of cultivation, it increased rapidly to twelve months!
Although compared with those extraordinary people who have been practicing since childhood, they are still completely incomparable.

[Tianxiahui Mo Yu, please enter quickly! ]

The referee of Tianshi Mansion is already making the final broadcast.

"We caught up, there's still some time."

Feng Xingtong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mo Yu was not disqualified for being late.

"Ha~"

Mo Yu yawned and walked into the arena.

To be honest, Mo Yu was not very eager to fight.

Yesterday he was able to kill Lu Linglong in one move. Today, not only did he open up the Sea of ​​Consciousness Palace, but the Qi in his body also increased fourfold.

If Feng Xingtong hadn't called him, Mo Yu would have just given up and admitted defeat today.

After all, the Tai Chi Heavenly Palace in his sea of ​​consciousness had just been opened up, and he hadn't had a good time with it yet.

It's certainly fun to beat the weak ones, but he can also beat the weak ones in Tai Chi Palace.

"Zhang Lingyu from the Tianshi Mansion, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Zhang Lingyu stood tall in the center of the martial arts arena, the corners of his snow-white robe fluttering in the wind. Seeing Mo Yu's late arrival, he didn't get angry, but instead bowed politely.

He is dressed in a white robe as white as snow, and both his tone and demeanor can be described as a modest gentleman who is as gentle as jade.

"Wudang. Ahem, this is Mo Yu from the Tianxia Association, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Mo Yu dragged his feet into the venue, his eyelids half closed and he looked listless. He just bowed casually as a way of returning the greeting.

He was wearing a black robe stained with grass and dew, the collar of his clothes askew, revealing half of his collarbone. His face was plain and his figure was slouched and loose, making him look slovenly. I wonder if it was because the founder of the sect was nicknamed "Sloppy Taoist"?

The audience on the stage turned their attention to another Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain, Wang Ye.

The Wudang disciple who defeated Zhuge Qing was now huddled in a corner, his hair bun askew and the hem of his Taoist robe stained with mud from somewhere unknown.

Well, I can only say that they are worthy of being brothers.

The image is basically carved out of the same mold.

"It's bad. I have a feeling that when I go back this time, Master will tear me apart alive."

Wang Ye felt everyone's gaze and scratched his head in embarrassment.

He really wanted to explain that he and Mo Yu were different, and that in fact, all Wudang Taoists were very upright.

But in the eyes of other people who attended the Luotian Grand Ceremony, there were only two people from the Wudang Sect, and both of them looked sloppy.

So is there any need to think too much about what is going on with the Wudang Sect?

The Wudang Clan's reputation has been damaged! (Sad)

Fortunately, both Wang Ye and Mo Yu made it to the quarterfinals with their strong strength.

Although the image of Wudang Sect was almost destroyed by these two people, the strength of Wudang Sect was rooted in the hearts of the people.

"The Mysterious Root of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Cultivate for countless eons."

The same golden light mantra was chanted by both of them.

Zhang Lingyu's entire body was enveloped in a protective golden light.

However, only Mo Yu's palms were covered with a little golden light.

The advantage of doing this is that it consumes less Qi, but the disadvantage is that other parts of the body are vulnerable to aliens.

Zhang Lingyu took the lead in attacking. The golden light around him was like the rising sun, condensing into an eight-foot giant palm, which grabbed Mo Yu with the power of wind and thunder.

Zhang Lingyu, who still couldn't figure out why Lu Linglong was killed in one move, didn't dare to engage in close combat with Mo Yu.

"tsk"

Mo Yu smacked his lips.

None of the eight people who can stand out from so many extraordinary people and are still standing on the competition field are fools.

Although they couldn't understand Mo Yu's methods, they could see the fatal flaw of Mo Yu's shallow cultivation.

As long as the battle continues, Mo Yu will undoubtedly lose, but that was only him yesterday.

With his fingers forming a sword, Mo Yu rushed forward against the golden hand.

"Sword flash!"

As the sword finger spun lightly, the golden light condensed like autumn water, gathering energy to form a blade, and with one sword, he pierced through the golden hand.

"what?"

Zhang Lingyu's eyes showed surprise.

It was expected that his golden light could not trap Mo Yu.

but.
"How is that possible? My golden light has been dispersed!"

The sword light suddenly appeared, and the giant golden palm shattered into pieces like glass. Thousands of golden flakes froze in the air for a moment, and suddenly turned into fireflies and scattered.

The protective golden light that should have gathered again like flowing water, dispersed into wisps of vital energy and spread between heaven and earth.

Zhang Lingyu completely lost control of the protective golden light he released, while Mo Yu appeared in front of him like a sharp sword.

The protective golden light spontaneously emitted outwards, trying to push Mo Yu away, but he was directly ignored.

No matter how Zhang Lingyu urged the golden light, when it fell on Mo Yu, the true Qi would turn into the original state of Yuan Qi and dissipate.

The sword light reappears!

Without time to think about the reason, Zhang Lingyu blasted out with a palm in the air - palm thunder!

Boom!

Pitch-black lightning shot out from the palm of his hand. Wherever the lightning passed, the earth exploded, and scorch marks snaked on the ground.

Thunder magic is swift, fierce and domineering.

When you hear the loud bang, the winding black lightning has already struck you!

Mo Yu did not dodge or evade, allowing the lightning to penetrate his body, and the sword finger burning with golden light stabbed towards Zhang Lingyu's face without stopping.

Zhang Lingyu didn't dare to take it head-on, so he used thunder magic to empower himself, and his speed increased dramatically, and he dodged.

"cough!"

Mo Yu stood where he was and did not pursue him. He covered his mouth and coughed softly.

He could feel a force seeping into his body, trying to corrode his internal organs.

The Tai Chi power evolved into the Taiyi fighting method, which circulated in the body, protecting important organs such as the internal organs, but allowing the remaining thunder magic true qi to wreak havoc in the body.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the Tai Chi Heavenly Palace suddenly opened up, and the Taoist Yuanshen fluttered his sleeves, trapping the lightning Qi in the Tai Chi power and deducing and analyzing the composition of this true Qi.

"You can actually withstand my palm lightning with your own flesh and blood? No, that's not right. The feedback from the attack is wrong."

Zhang Lingyu looked at his palm with a serious expression, recalling the brief attempt just now.

"The vast majority of the power inexplicably disappeared before it even reached his body. The only force that actually hit him was a tiny portion of the power wrapped up in a large amount of chaotic Qi."

"And the protective golden light that was released earlier, but completely lost control after being pierced by his sword."

"He can destroy the key structure of my technique, thus preventing my true energy from exerting its original effect. Is this his ability?"

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