Chapter 188 Accident

After Zhang Chengyue walked away, Zhang Xiaohua turned around and saluted the young monk in white clothes like snow: "I'm Zhang Xiaohua at Huanxi Villa, please give me some advice."

The young monk also clasped his hands together and said, "Young monk is a law enforcement official in Dalin Temple. Please give me some advice."

When Zhang Xiaohua saw that her opponent had also finished saluting, he made a mistake with his fists and was about to use the Fist of the North Star to attack him. Then he heard Na Yuan Lie say: "Please wait a moment."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yuan Liao asked: "Aren't you a disciple of the Miao Miao Sect?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Yes. How did you know?"

Yuan Liao smiled and said, "I listened to what you said to that Senior Brother Zhang just now, and didn't you introduce yourself as Huanxi Villa?"

Zhang Xiaohua suddenly realized that she really didn't pay attention to these details.

Ting Yuan then asked again: "Since you are not a disciple of the Miao Miao Sect, how are you qualified to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Zhang Xiaohua blinked and said mysteriously: "This is a matter between our Huanxi Villa and the Piaomiao Sect. It involves confidentiality. Please forgive me for not being able to answer."

Na Yuan seemed to be endless, and asked again: "Uncle Zhang asked you just now if you have the confidence to beat me. How can you say that you only have confidence to draw?"

Zhang Xiaohua said angrily: "You little monk, you are so unreasonable. What I say to others is my privacy. If you secretly listen to it without my consent, isn't it an invasion of my privacy? Nowadays, You actually asked me curiously why, do you want to compete or not? Look at other arenas, they are already fighting together."

Yuan Liao said kindly: "Know yourself and your enemy and you will never be in danger. Don't I also understand your situation? I will also tell you about myself later. Do you think it's okay?"

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head and said, "I'm not interested in knowing."

Yuan Liao said: "My information is a secret, do you want to hear it?"

Hearing the word "secret", Zhang Xiaohua's eyes lit up and she said, "Okay, after that, you will tell me your secret."

Yuan Liao nodded in agreement.

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Because I participated in the martial arts competition and competed twelve times, and ten of them were draws, so I said I was very confident about the draw. Do you understand?"

After hearing this, Yuan Liao rolled his eyes and asked casually: "Then your grades are so bad, how can you enter the third level?"

Zhang Xiaohua didn't care and said: "I was the worst person to enter the second level. My number plate was all 250. I was the last one to enter the third level. It was all about luck. I got a bye. Do you know? "

Yuan Liao curled his lips and said, "I understand. By the way, let me ask you one last question."

Zhang Xiaohua was very anxious and said: "You're not done yet. Do you really don't want to compete anymore?"

Yuan Liao smiled and said: "As for the last question, you only need to answer yes or no."

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said, "This is really the last question."

Yuan Liao asked: "Don't you know Qing Gong?"

Zhang Xiaohua suppressed her blush. He was actually able to perform the floating technique last time, but he was still very immature. It would be a bit far-fetched to say otherwise now.

Zhang Xiaohua could only nod and said: "Yes."

Then, he quickly changed the subject and asked: "Tell me your secret quickly."

Na Yuan Liao smiled mysteriously and said, "My secret is also very simple. Even though I'm here in Arena No. 5, my martial arts is the highest among the three."

Zhang Xiaohua laughed after hearing this, and naturally looked at the other arenas where the battles were going on, and said, "I don't believe it. Don't lie to me."

Na Yuan did not correct him, he just said: "Since you don't believe it, then okay, No. 250 Zhang Xiaohua, accept my move!"

After saying that, he immediately floated up, and his figure was in front of Zhang Xiaohua's eyes like a fleeting smoke. His figure left a few blurry afterimages in the air. That light skill was extremely brilliant.

Zhang Xiaohua secretly thought that it was not good.

He said: "You little monk, you are actually cheating!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Liao came forward, and with his hands like playing a pipa, he moved his fingers on the acupuncture points all over Zhang Xiaohua's body. With just one move, he tapped thirty-six major acupuncture points on Zhang Xiaohua's body. Then, Yuan Liao In a flash, he arrived behind Zhang Xiaohua. He stood tall, with his hands behind his back, looking proudly at the crowd of heads under the ring, with a look of loneliness on his face.

At that time, the bald little monk Yuan Liao, dressed in white as snow, was standing on the edge of the ring. He only had a swinging fan to make him more perfect. His grace was as good as that of a talented scholar, and he was like the legendary Yushu Linfeng.

In fact, we have to say that people are good at showing off, and they have the capital to show off. Not to mention how rich and powerful they are, just because of this exquisite acupuncture technique, they are the third level of the Piao Miao sect. It's hard to hope to match it.

As we all know, the art of acupuncture requires the use of internal force to drive into the acupuncture points of the body in order to produce results. However, if the internal force can be condensed into the fineness of one side of the needle, there is no extravagant hope without ten years of hard training. In the Piao Miao Sect, only disciples who have reached the fourth level of Buyi and have reached a certain level of internal strength will be tested and taught as appropriate.

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiaohua has never encountered the acupuncture technique in the first-level competition in Buyi.

There are also some talented people in the Piaomiao Sect who can reach the level of practicing acupuncture techniques when they are at the third level of Buyi. However, if they are as skilled as Yuan Liao and have deep internal strength, it is difficult to find them. Only those at the fourth level of Buyi Only disciples can compare.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration for Yuan Liao to say that he is the most powerful among the three.

No wonder he stood aside, letting the wind blow the monk's robes, with a look of loneliness on his face, such a lonely genius.

Just as Yuan Liao was standing on the edge of the ring with great satisfaction, showing off his breasts at will, feeling the increasingly surprised eyes of the Miao Miao Sect disciples under the ring, and the increasingly peaceful atmosphere around the No. 5 ring, he even It’s enjoyment, and I thought to myself: “What a bunch of rubes, haven’t they ever been a genius?”

Alas, what a state this is, how convincing it is. Isn’t this the state Elder Chang Geng wants to achieve?

However, Yuan Liao, who was intoxicated with his own sense of self-satisfaction, suddenly noticed a trace of disharmony. Yuan Liao discovered that the increasingly surprised eyes of the people under the ring were not focused on him, but rather beyond him and focused on him. Behind him, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. Just when he was about to look back, he heard a loud shout from behind: "Get off here!"

Then, there was a huge force coming from his butt, and he felt a foot kicking his butt, which pushed him to the bottom of the ring. He stabilized his body, but the force of the kick on his butt was too great, and he could not stand no matter what.

In an instant, his figure had fallen outside the ring.

However, at this moment, a young monk who was in full swing touched the instep of his left foot with the tip of his right foot. As the internal energy in his Dantian grew, his whole figure grew taller. He turned over like a kite and fell onto the ring. Everyone in the audience The disciples couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.

However, before he landed on the ring, he saw a small fist suddenly placed in front of his eyes, hitting his face. He sneered and waved his palm to put it on the fist, preparing to use his strength. He jumped onto the ring again, but just when he was about to catch up, the fist retracted, and another fist hit his face again. At this time, the old strength had gone, and the new strength had not yet been born, and the internal strength was The circulation was also stagnant, and his figure stopped there. If he wanted to get back on the ring, he had to catch up with the fist that hit him, gritted his teeth, stretched out another hand, and climbed towards That fist.

This time, the fist did not retract, but was still straight, hitting his palm. Yuan Liao secretly laughed in his heart. If this fist was caught by his palm, he might be able to pull him down even if he couldn't get on the ring. Who loses and who wins.

But when the fists and palms met, there was a stronger force in the fist than before, and the Yuan Liao was immediately beaten down. If Yuan Liao's inner strength was constantly growing, or if he was standing on the ground, Yuan Liao would be hit by hundreds or even thousands of people. There is a way to avoid it, but at this time, the new strength has not yet been generated, the internal strength is stagnant, and the body is still in mid-air. How can there be other results?

I saw Yuan Yuan's white figure, helplessly shot down into the dust.

The disciples under the No. 5 ring looked very puzzled. The two people in this ring muttered and didn't know what to say at first. When there were many more fights in other rings, they hadn't started yet. Moreover, the two of them were talking, Number 250 of the Piaomiao Sect looked towards other arenas. Just when he was distracted, the young monk in white used acupuncture techniques to tap the opponent's thirty-six major acupoints. All the disciples were shocked to see that. What a genius this is, being able to tap acupuncture points at such a young age.

But what surprised them was still behind. The little monk who knew how to acupuncture was standing on the edge of the ring. No. 250, who had his acupoints tapped, looked left and right, up and down, as if nothing happened. Look, scratch your head, and look at the little monk standing on the edge of the ring in front of you. I don’t know what happened to make the little monk give up the attack and stand on the edge of the ring on his own initiative?

Facing the surprised looks of all the disciples in the audience, disciple No. 250 shrugged, made a face, then shouted loudly, flew up with his kick, and kicked him off the ring with the "Falling Goose on the Sand" move!

Until the little monk in white fell to the ground helplessly, the disciples in the audience on stage 5 couldn't believe their eyes. Is this a competition or an act?

But the young monk from Dalin Temple has indeed landed. In other words, the legendary No. 250, the worst in the No. 5 ring, actually kicked the monk from Dalin Temple off the ring first!

What kind of state is this? !

The disciples under the No. 5 ring were stunned for a moment, and they no longer cared about gang rules and face, and cheered like thunder.

This thunderous cheer actually affected the competition in the other four arenas. Everyone was distracted. Even Tang Shi, who had always been at a disadvantage in the No. 1 arena, was inspired by the familiar cheers and actually won the opportunity in one fell swoop. The more he fought, the braver he became, and finally forced his opponent off the ring and won his second victory.

The other two competitions in which Piao Miao sent their own players to compete against each other were also uninterested and both passed the challenge.

Only the contestants on the fourth stage were indeed far worse than the young monks from Dalin Temple, so the challenge failed.

The Piaomiao Sect achieved such results, but it was beyond everyone's expectations.

As early as Zhang Xiaohua climbed onto the ring, Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng noticed the movement on the fifth ring.

Needless to say, Monk Chang Geng, Na Yuan is his trump card and must be the focus of his attention; as for Ou Peng, not to mention that he feels that Monk Chang Geng is looking at the No. 5 ring in particular, and what the enemy wants is mine. Whatever you want. Since you are paying attention to Arena No. 5, I naturally have to pay more attention to Arena No. 5. The fact that the challenger on Arena No. 5 has not jumped onto the ring makes Ou Peng very angry. He can't do much. Take a few glances? Even Ou Peng wondered if it was because the disciple at the bottom was afraid of taking the challenge because of stage fright.

But when Zhang Xiaohua climbed up to the ring quickly, Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng realized what was going on, and their thoughts changed greatly.

Ou Peng's mood was surprised and happy.

The reason for the surprise is naturally that I don't know how this young man from Huanxi Villa's Chinese herbal medicine came to the martial arts competition, and actually made it to the third level of the challenge competition. Therefore, when I just heard Zhang Chengyue read about the fifth ring, the two hundred and fifty No. 10's doubts were relieved. He still knew some details about Zhang Xiaohua. It was very valuable to break in. If he wasn't the last one, who else could he be?

The reason for the joy is also very simple. Since the arena that Monk Chang Geng is paying attention to is naturally a battle that he is sure of, not to mention that Tian Ji is a horse racer and avoids his weaknesses and exploits his strengths. Zhang Xiaohua, the last one, obviously attracted a good player from Dalin Temple. Although he would fail in the challenge, he could outrun the enemy's best horse with the worst quality horse. Ou Peng was still happy to see such a cheap thing. of. What's more, this horse is not his in the first place, so what does his life and death have to do with Ou Peng?

Ou Peng was secretly happy, but Monk Chang Geng looked ugly.

This young monk Yuan Liao is, as he said, the most powerful among the young monks. Monk Chang Geng also wants to use him to humiliate the young disciples of the Piao Miao Sect. As soon as he comes on stage, he encounters When facing an opponent who is really weak as hell (that’s right, a disciple who can’t even practice Qing Gong, how can there be anyone weaker than him?), although this contest can be won easily, a great good person has also been lost. What a chance.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua and Yuan Liao were chatting like old friends on the stage. Monk Chang Geng in the audience rolled his eyes, pondered for a moment and said to Ou Peng: "Gang leader Ou, I seem to have suddenly thought of a question. Just now we There seems to be something wrong with the rules I mentioned, and I would like to modify them a little."

Ou Peng's heart skipped a beat, and he asked cautiously: "How can I modify it if I don't want it to be the master's?"

Monk Chang Geng smiled and said: "What we just talked about was just the result of a competition. Naturally, the loser cannot compete again, but what about the winning disciple? Can he continue with the competition below?"

Ou Peng secretly gritted his teeth and thought: "Old bald donkey, you set the rules. What can I say? Even if you don't say anything about the following competition, what do you want me to say? Don't you just see it? If one of my disciples encounters a weak opponent, he is afraid that he will not be able to compete any more."

So, Ou Peng pretended to think and said: "Then according to what the master said, if you lose a game, you can't participate in the competition again, and the winner of the competition can still participate in the following competition."

In fact, just when Ou Peng was pretending to think, Yuan Liao launched his acupuncture plan. However, in the eyes of Ou Peng and monk Chang Geng, this kind of skill was not worth a try, so they looked at it while talking. Zhang Xiaohua looked around in a funny way, but when she wasn't being clicked, Ou Peng was speaking.

When Ou Peng finished what he said, Zhang Xiaohua also had the right words and kicked him off the ring!

The cooperation between these two people cannot but be said to be a tacit understanding.

On the other hand, Monk Chang Geng was shocked when he saw Yuan Liao being kicked off the ring. He actually lost his composure and stood up. But as soon as he stood halfway, he immediately realized that he had made a mistake. When he sat down again, he was standing up. Hearing the end of Ou Peng's words. He couldn't help but feel furious, and thought to himself: "Did this guy collude with the little guy in the ring? He didn't take action until I finished speaking. If I had taken action earlier, wouldn't I have been able to re-set the rules and let the loser do it?" The dead players can be resurrected again, but now that the words have been spoken, it is like water being thrown out, how can we take it back?"

Monk Chang Geng looked helplessly at the other side of the ring and nodded heavily, feeling extremely unhappy.

Ou Peng looked at Monk Chang Geng's embarrassment and felt happy in his heart, thinking: "Is this the legendary saying that people are not as good as God?"

At this time, Zhang Chengyue also walked back to the reed mat shed. He jumped off the ring just now and could not perform Qinggong in front of everyone, so he had to walk back step by step. His back was to the ring. Before he could reach the reed mat shed, Wu The competition on the other side of the ring was over. Hearing the thunderous cheers behind him, Zhang Chengyue naturally turned around to watch. He only saw Zhang Xiaohua standing there alone, clasping his fists back and forth, feeling proud and confused.

When Ou Peng saw Zhang Chengyue coming back, he waved him over, then raised his lips and asked in Zhang Chengyue's ear: "What's going on with Zhang Chengyue?"

Zhang Chengyue also echoed and said: "It's Zhang Xiaohua. The disciples didn't figure out the reason. I won when I was left. Let's ask again later."

Ou Peng nodded with a smile on his face.

Not long after, the competition in the five arenas ended. The disciples of the Piao Miao Sect all jumped down from the arena. The three young monks from Dalin Temple walked back to the reed tent. The three young monks stood in turn, clasped their palms together and saluted the monk Chang Geng. Two of them looked ashamed, and the little monk whose robes looked like snow was even more blushing.

Monk Chang Geng was also a bachelor, so he had a rare smile and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I brought you to the Piaomiao Sect just to learn martial arts, so that you don't have to wait and work behind closed doors without broadening your horizons. You only think that you are the leader in the martial arts world. Now with the Piaomiao Sect After competing with my disciples once, you will realize that you are just a frog in the well. After you go back, you will have to work harder to live up to today's defeat."

The three young monks didn't know if they could listen, so they just bowed and returned behind the monk Chang Geng.

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