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Chapter 282 Chapter 282 Fierce Battle II

The Seven Mind Holy Spirit Kung Fu can only be taught to seven fellow practitioners. If the rest want to practice the Holy Spirit Kung Fu, they can only wait until the seven people die to give way.

The practice of Holy Spirit Kung Fu requires holy scriptures to establish the foundation and get started.

 But he knows this, others don’t.

 So, he followed Li Changgu and went to his own well-guarded secret residence.

 Through the line of Xiao Nan, he and Li Changgu were vaguely connected and became potential allies.

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On the outskirts of Chaoyu, an ancient red and black pavilion courtyard stood quietly.

 Flocks of birds are flying in the sky.

  Overcast clouds are continuously attracted to the rainfall area and pass over here.

 In the courtyard.

Teams of young disciples wearing white clothes and black trousers are practicing a rhythmic chain palm technique in formation.

 All the disciples kept moving their feet while releasing their palms. After sixty-four moves, the steps cycled and just drew a circle on the ground.

This is the Hongyan Bagua Zhang of the Yan-shaped Bagua Sect.

The Bagua array has its origins, but Chen Ting, the founder of the Yan-shaped Bagua Sect, improved and integrated it on the basis of the original Bagua array to form the first set of Bagua Zhang.

Using the formation method to transform the palm technique into the Eight Diagrams, based on Yi Xue, after Chen Ting created this palm technique, he was victorious in every battle. Step by step, he used the power of the Eight Diagrams contained in the palm technique to temper himself and transform himself. He has been trained to have a copper skin and an iron bone, and his hands are as sharp as a knife.

The Yan-shaped Bagua Gate came from him on this basis.

 At this time, deep in the courtyard, in a small private room.

 Zhao Xianrou, whom Li Chengyi had met in the bar before, was kneeling on the futon with a respectful expression, waiting for the answer of the tall man opposite.

"Dragon Beard Sect? It should be created by the Prison Dragon who was very active in the past few years, right? It's just a new sect. Junior sister, do you want me to help you vent your anger? Get rid of their contestants?" The man said solemnly.

“Just test them a little. After all, the person who found me has a great tone. I think he must have real talent and knowledge.” Zhao Xianrou smiled.

"You want junior sister to join the Dragon Beard Clan? You have an arrogant tone, and you are from a foreign city. I guess you have not seen much of the world. After you have achieved some realms, you feel that you are invincible among your peers and unparalleled in the world." The man smiled.

"Junior sister, I understand what you mean. Forget it, senior brother is currently in seclusion to break through to the final state. No interruption is allowed. Those of us who are junior brothers have to play pre-match in the competition. If we meet that person then, we should teach him some lessons. "It's not a big deal to kill a few people."

“Is Senior Brother about to enter the final realm?” Zhao Xianrou was shocked when he heard this.

Yanxing Baguamen is the first fighting school in Yi Kingdom, and it is also the strongest and has the largest number of people.

One of them, the senior brother Chen Jiahan, is known as the strongest fighting genius seen in a century.

 At the age of thirteen, he reached the limit of his human body and defeated two modified humans with his bare hands.

 At the age of seventeen, he practiced the wild goose-shaped Baguazhang in the sect to the seventh level. You must know that the entire Baguazhang is only at the ninth level.

At the age of twenty-one, his soft and strong qi are integrated into one, combining hard and soft, turning into the two qi of yin and yang and the eight trigrams. His movements are endlessly changing and his power is unparalleled. Has won the championship of the fierce battle competition for two consecutive years.

Now that he heard that the senior brother was going to break through to the highest ninth level, even Zhao Xianrou was slightly shocked.

The ninth level of Yan-shaped Baguazhang, like many other schools, is the legendary ideal and perfect level.

 The Dragon Realm of Longxumen is similar.

 Except for the founder Chen Ting, no one in the entire Bagua Sect has reached that level in the past hundred years.

"The people from Jiuyi came here once before and had a long secret talk with the senior brother. After that, he announced that he would retreat and try to break through to the highest realm. Now it seems that there should be some trouble in this fierce battle. There may be unexpected opponents. Appear." The man said solemnly.

“Elder brother was able to use a special saber with his bare hands before, and could even deal with Fei Yi’s assassination.

If we break through now, I really don’t know how strong it will be! ? "There was a hint of longing in Zhao Xianrou's eyes.

“No matter who our opponent is, we are the strongest in terms of pure fighting skills.” The man smiled. "And the eldest brother and the other contestants are completely in two dimensions. It is difficult for them to even understand the level where the eldest brother is."

“So, no matter who it is, no matter where he comes from, or what cards he has. Facing our Bagua Sect, there is only one outcome.”

Zhao Xianrou said nothing, but the longing in her eyes became stronger.

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 Time flies in the blink of an eye, and more than a week has passed.

The entire Yi Kingdom's annual fierce martial arts competition was held again at the Korean Language Center Martial Arts Hall.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this event does not have much excitement, and it seems to be no different from other sports events.

  But in the aristocratic circle, it caused a lot of fluctuations.

 In today's world where fighting style is weak, technological thermal weapons represent the strongest force.

 And fighting skills have gradually become supplementary and auxiliary skills.

  However, with the rise of fierce fighting competitions, fighting is gradually transforming into a star and a sport.

 More schools of fighting arts began to rely on competitions and gambling among nobles of all sizes to maintain their survival.

 The competition is about to start.

With the introduction of new regulations, many fighting schools that had retired long ago had to return to the arena and send their disciples to participate in competitions under the pressure of the new regulations.

 Planes from all over the country are landing in Korean in a steady stream.

 April 14th.

 Official registration day for the Fierce Battle.

In the Chaoyu International Airport, the old man, Prison Dragon, dragged his heavy suitcase and sighed as he walked out of the airport gate and came to the taxi queue.

Behind him, his daughter Yan Yanxiao wore a black tube top, revealing her fair waist. A pair of gray tights and dark blue lace-up shoes outlined the perfect curves of her legs. She looks very sporty.

With a good figure and a coquettish face, she just slowly followed behind, attracting a lot of peeps from the opposite **** around her. Zhuang Yijing on the other side is much simpler, with long hair tied into a ponytail, a gray sweat-absorbent T-shirt, black trousers and black shoes, with a plain face and eyes full of expectation.

 In terms of appearance, she is inferior to Yu Yanxiao, but in terms of figure, even with this simple outfit, she is more irritated than the other person.

“Master, who are we waiting for here? Why don’t you go to the taxi station and queue up? You see, all the others have already queued up there.” Zhuang Yijing came to Chaoyu for the first time. Everything was new and interesting.

“It’s your Senior Brother Li.” Prison Dragon said helplessly. Although Li Chengyi was not really accepted by him, calling him senior brother was nothing.

"A few days ago, he called me and said that he had accepted a disciple and asked me if I would allow him to teach the basic techniques of the Dragon Beard Sect. I agreed. In this competition, he will also ask that disciple to come and join us. Together."

 The Prison Dragon felt a little tired.

Li Chengyi made it very clear to him that he wanted the new disciple to compete together.

 Happily, together with Zhuang Yijing and Yu Yanxiao, they formed a trio. The competition mode of the fierce competition is a three-person elimination system.

 You can advance by winning two out of three matches.

Challenge Dragon himself knows his condition, his skills have declined greatly, and he dare not go on stage.

Although Zhuang Yijing is a genius, he is a novice with very little actual combat experience, so this time, his arrangement is that although he participates in the competition, he only needs to barely win and get into the top 100.

Originally, he was thinking of just hanging around, but he couldn't put his hope in Li Chengyi anymore.

After all, there is no other way. If you don't make it into the top 100, your name will be cancelled. In addition, Li Chengyi is extremely powerful and getting more and more perverted, to the point where he can't understand it at all.

I never thought that after hesitating, I called Li Chengyi. This guy actually didn’t participate in the competition. He just asked his disciples to participate.

 When they received the news, everyone was numb.

His only best hope was Li Chengyi. As a result, when he arrived at Chaoyu and all the registration forms were handed in, he refused to participate! ?

"well"

 The prison dragon sighed helplessly.

“Excuse me, are you the team of Longxu Sect?”

 A calm female voice floated from far to the right.

The three prison dragons turned their heads to follow the sound.

 In the crowd of people coming and going, a young woman about 1.8 meters tall, with long hair and sharp eyebrows was looking at the three of them.

 The woman has a slender and powerful figure, wearing a simple black tube top, trousers, and a large windbreaker.

From the open part of the windbreaker, you can still vaguely see that there is a bandage and gauze tied on his right shoulder, and there is faint blood oozing out.

"We are, you are...?" The prison dragon was the first to reply.

“I am Li Chongnan, and the teacher asked me to come here to receive three people.” The woman said in a cold voice.

The Prison Dragon blinked and glanced at the opponent's muscular arms and thighs, and then looked at its undisguised sharp aura.

It was the residual aura that had not yet been adjusted after a large number of actual battles were fought in a short period of time.

 “Where is your master?” He couldn’t help but ask. He, the sect leader, is here, and that guy doesn’t know how to pick him up?

“Teacher has some important matters to deal with and cannot come over for the time being, so he arranged for me to pick him up at the airport.” Li Chongnan said solemnly. "You come with me and you'll see him soon."

"good"

I don’t know why, but when the prison dragon talked to this girl, the other party’s attitude was obviously very low and her words were respectful, but there was an inexplicable feeling of depression.

Just like a chicken standing in front of a lion, even if the other person's attitude is gentle, he will be frightened.

"Can I call you sister Xiaonan? Hello, I am Zhuang Yijing. I should be considered your teacher's senior sister. She is Prison Yanxiao, the senior sister in our sect." Zhuang Yijing had a soft smile on her face. , step forward and take the initiative to close the distance.

“Sure.” Li Chongnan seemed to be aware of his own problem. He tried his best to smile and let the familiar Zhuang Yijing hold his hand.

 The two came closer and chatted quietly.

With her calming down the atmosphere, both Yulong and Yuyanxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Long reluctantly took out his cell phone again and called his apprentice Li Chengyi.

　　Du. Toot.

 More than ten kilometers away.

 In a dark alley.

A strange figure with a face that looks like a flowing galaxy is holding the neck of a strong red-haired man with one hand and hanging him high in the air.

　　Dududu.

The phone rings.

The figure casually crushed the neck bones, threw the person aside, jumped over the seriously injured people on the ground, and walked to an empty place where no one was.

 Put on the phone.

 “Hello? Teacher?”

"Xiao Yi, if you don't come to pick us up yourself, what will it matter if your apprentice comes to pick us up?" Prison Dragon's voice came from the other end of the phone.

 “I have something important to do, don’t I?” Li Chengyi laughed.

“What could be more important than picking us up?”

“The competition is coming soon, and I’m also preparing for our participation to get a good ranking.” Li Chengyi said with a smile.

“There is no better way to prepare than to practice internal combat first. The fight will start tomorrow! Come here quickly, kid!”

"Don't worry, the ranking will be there, and everything will be there." Li Chengyi didn't wait for the old man to continue talking nonsense, hung up the phone, and turned off the phone.

 Yes, I will compete tomorrow.

How many days has Li Chongnan been practicing? It is obviously very difficult and very insecure for her to get a good ranking and gain internal authority.

So, what should we do when we face those teams that our disciples cannot defeat?

 It’s very simple.

If the disciple cannot defeat him, the master will kill the opponent first.

As long as she kills all the guys that Li Chongnan can't defeat, the competition will naturally be hers.

 (End of this chapter)