Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"Just call me Grandpa, and I'll definitely pick you some pretty young ladies. By then, you'll know how to enjoy them, and I'm afraid you won't want to be a monk in a bland diet anymore!"

His voice was extremely vulgar, with a bit of the ruffian's unruly tone, and it echoed in the venue, making people feel disgusted.

"Look, monk, I'm going to castrate you, hehehehe."

Cao Yuan rushed forward with a wild laugh, and the lecherous monk and the lecherous thief started fighting in an instant. The knife flowers in Cao Yuan's hand splashed like snowflakes, and behind each knife flower, there was a fierce killing move hidden.

Everyone nodded in unison.

A month ago, Cao Yuan lost consciousness after his transformation and could only hack and chop randomly, relying entirely on his strength to throw bricks. But now he can even use sword flowers, and his strength has increased by several levels!

After all, being able to stay calm during a battle is the key to victory!

Baili Pangpang plays the flower thief Tian Boguang, who has a unique martial arts skill called Sandieyun.

According to the description in the book, each movement of this light skill is divided into three stages: the first stage is a feint, the second stage is a stagnation, and the third stage is a quick escape. One is static and the other is dynamic, and the visual effect is like a lost frame.

The key is to not be nervous. When the knife is approaching, you need to remain calm so that you can dodge it by an inch.

Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, Baili Pangpang dragged his fat body into danger, but he was always able to skillfully maneuver between the sword beams with his calmness at the critical moment.

Shen Qingzhu couldn't help but exclaimed: "This guy is actually a genius. I never saw it before."

"Great!" Lin Qiye nodded.

An Qingyu narrowed his eyes. "But his flexibility is still affected by being too fat. If he's willing, I can help with liposuction, reducing his weight from over 200 pounds to 100 pounds. His strength will be greatly improved!"

No, are you a devil?!

Everyone was sweating profusely, moving away from him quietly.

"You pervert, prepare to die! I'll castrate you!"

Cao Yuan suddenly roared and chopped Baili Pangpang to the ground with one blow...

The acting should stop here. The next plot of "Swordsman" is: Monk Bujie took off Tian Boguang's pants and cut off his thing with a knife...

The two of them stopped moving at the same time, detaching themselves from the plot.

Baili Pangpang smiled. This time his performance was very successful. His fighting pace had improved greatly. If he were to fight against himself a month ago with his current strength, he could kill himself in three rounds at most if he only relied on physical skills!

I'm a flexible fat guy!

Baili Pangpang looked at Cao Yuan with a smile: "Cao..."

"Hey Hey!"

"Fuck!" Baili Pangpang shuddered and crawled backwards on the ground in fear.

"Cao Yuan, wake up, get out of this show, get out of this show!"

"Hehehehe!" Cao Yuan laughed strangely, and chased after him with the knife in hand. He grabbed Baili Pangpang's pants and pulled them down. The wooden sword was wrapped in black flames and was ready to cut!

The women all turned their backs to each other, and Hongying covered Hongdou's eyes.

"Help, no! No ...

"Hehehe, I'll castrate you, hehehe!"

............

Three minutes later, Baili Pangpang squatted in the corner with his legs trembling, his lips turning purple.

"Fatty, I'm sorry, I will definitely hold back next time!" Cao Yuan said firmly.

Baili Pangpang: "Get out of here..."

Zhou Ping scored two 85s on the list and then asked, "Who's in the next group?"

"It's me and Su Yan." Lin Qiye raised his hand and said:

"But Su Yan was so engrossed in reading the novel that he hasn't woken up yet..."

At this time, Su Yan came over, with a puzzled look in his eyes:

"I'm all right."

Zhou Ping only took a glance and understood what was happening. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and encouraged: "Go fight first. You won't be able to understand it in actual combat."

Su Yan nodded, and stood firmly with a distance of exactly three meters between him and Lin Qiye, the two of them standing facing each other.

"Puch."

Si Xiaonan laughed out loud and whispered, "Their part is the funniest. Xiao Feng and Murong Fu are five meters apart, pushing each other's waves. It's quite interesting in the novel, but when acting, Su Yan and Lin Qiye don't have waves. They can only imagine the trajectory of the waves and then dodge each other. It's like a psychopath."

Everyone coughed lightly and covered the corners of their mouths.

Oh, social death... Lin Qiye covered his forehead, gradually getting into the state, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"I, Nan Murong, am here today to learn from you, Bei Qiao Feng, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Take it!"

Lin Qiye held Tai Chi in his arms, spun three times, and suddenly pushed forward... nothing.

But Su Yan had no choice but to dodge. He kicked the ground with his right leg and dodged. Before he could steady himself on the ground, Lin Qiye launched his next move, "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?" Su Yan dodged again, and after three consecutive moves, he stopped abruptly and said in a deep voice:

"I, Bei Qiao Feng, am ashamed to be on par with you. I gave you three moves, and now those three moves are over!"

Lin Qiye's face suddenly showed an angry look, and he shouted: "Forget it! How can I, Murong Fu, be the kind of person who takes advantage of others! Today I will stand here, unmoved, and take your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

"I want to see which is more powerful, your fierce palm technique or my Murong family's 'Fighting Stars Shifting'!"

After saying that, Lin Qiye put his hands behind his back, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his chin slightly raised, and his eyes revealed a sense of pride.

"He does have some backbone."

Su Yan nodded, and his whole body energy began to surge. He clasped his hands together for a moment and then pushed out with a bang:

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Lin Qiye embraced Tai Chi, with overwhelming momentum, and shouted: "Dou Zhuanxing..."

Ouch——!

With a dragon roar, a dazzling golden dragon suddenly jumped out from Su Yan's palm, its whiskers fluttering in the wind. The dragon circled in the air, bringing up a gust of wind, and rushed towards Lin Qiye.

"..."

Lin Qiye: (⊙_⊙)?

Chapter 340: The Three Swords of the Sword Master

Lin Qiye opened his eyes wide, watching a golden dragon coming towards him, and was confused as he held the 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi' in his arms.

——To hide or not to hide, that is the question.

Besides, didn't we agree on a void confrontation? Boss Qiao, why did you really launch the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Then, will I, Murong Fu, also launch the 'Star Shifting' move?

Ouch——!

The golden dragon completely ignored the fact that Lin Qiye was lost in thought, and attacked him straight towards his chest with overwhelming momentum.

"Qiye, hide quickly!" Jialan shouted anxiously.

Hide? Yes, I must hide! What the hell is this "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi"? I'm not even a Putian product... Lin Qiye suddenly woke up from his role play, activated the Shenxu, and his figure was as elusive as a ghost, turning into a faint afterimage and flashing to the side.

The golden dragon whizzed past Lin Qiye's side and pierced through the warehouse wall. Amidst flying debris, it rushed straight up to a height of hundreds of meters like a dragon emerging from the sea.

The acting rhythm was forced to be interrupted, but Su Yan had no intention of stopping. He frowned slightly, tapped the ground with his toes like a dragonfly skimming the water, and his figure was like a willow leaf dancing in the wind, floating to Lin Qiye's side in an instant.

Su Yan slapped out his palms, blocking his vision: "Ride the six dragons!"

This time there was no swift momentum of opening and closing. Six miniature golden dragons flashed by in the palm of his hand, winding and swimming out in an irregular manner, directly hitting the six major acupoints in Lin Qiye's body, with no regular pattern to follow.

Lin Qiye's scalp suddenly felt numb.

Although these six little golden dragons look weak, they are carrying tremendous power. If they are hit by one, they will probably be covered with bruises!

"This move is a bit shady... Su Yan, that bastard, even used some of his shady moves on me!"

Lin Qiye wanted to leave the field, but he found that Su Yan was in a trance at this time, as if he had fallen into a mysterious state of enlightenment, which was hard to come by. His eyes focused and his mental power surged.

"Weapon Transmission!"

The blue teleportation magic circle in his hand lit up, and two star swords suddenly appeared in his hands, crossing each other in front of him.

"Darkest Corrosion!"

The next second, the purest darkness in the world spread out from the crossed swords, drowning Lin Qiye like thick ink. The little golden dragon touched the black curtain and quietly dissipated, unable to shake even a ripple.

Su Yan and Lin Qiye frowned at the same time.

"The power is much smaller than I imagined. It only has internal energy and looks powerful, but it does not have any extraordinary power." Lin Qiye thought to himself.

Su Yan also thought in his heart: "After all, every move and style in the martial arts world cannot transcend the scope of mortals. Although the moves are mysterious, they are really not enough compared to the unreasonable power system in the extraordinary world."

This is the current situation!

When the power level of [Dark Erosion] is far greater than the internal strength moves, Lin Qiye can choose to use the powerful flying bricks to make Su Yan's moves useless.

This is exactly the key point that Su Yan had been confused about and had been pondering over but could never figure out.

Is Kung Fu too flashy in the extraordinary world?

Outside the field, Zhou Ping watched with admiration in his eyes. He spoke silently but the sound of his sword reached Su Yan's heart.

Suddenly, ripples spread out in the lake of his heart, like mirror-like water. Su Yan stood steadily on the shimmering water, surrounded by a faint milky white halo.

Ten feet away,

Zhou Ping held a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword body was flowing with an agile aura like the wind. His eyes were like torches, like dazzling stars, deep and sharp.

The next moment, Zhou Ping suddenly exploded into three thousand golden shadows. Each shadow performed a set of exquisite martial arts, and the light and shadow intertwined brilliantly.

A faint voice echoed in the lake of my heart:

"Su Yan, the essence of every move in martial arts novels lies not in the fancy techniques, but in the 'principle' contained in the moves.

"You can't just focus on the external force of the moves. You need to thoroughly comprehend and understand the principles of this martial art, and then integrate your own forbidden abilities into it...

"Tai Chi, for example, is about using a small force to move a large force. This is the principle of the mutual generation and restraint of yin and yang. If your Forbidden Xu doesn't have this ability, it's like not having the internal strength training method of Tai Chi in the martial arts world. You only have the superficial skills, so you'd better not learn it.

"For example, the core of the Shaolin 72-movement Kung Fu is to see through people's hearts through the power of Buddhism. Those with profound Buddhist knowledge, even if they only practice the introductory Arhat Fist, can anticipate their enemies and dominate the martial arts world... Your Forbidden Ruins must also possess the ability to comprehend Buddhism. Commander Ye once devoted himself to this study with me, following precisely this path.

"Another example is the Sorrowful Palm. It simplifies the complex. With one strike, it stirs up the other person's emotions, allowing them to find their weaknesses. No moves are better than moves..."

"Mobilize emotions?"