Chapter 57 A Flash of Inspiration

"You shouldn't agree to the martial arts competition. None of us can beat Zhou Ping. Daliang Shen Xiuming was really worried for Xiaoqiu. He took his good friend's arm and said with worry on his face, "Don't let anything happen to you. "

"He's just two or three years older than us, and he can't cast spells at Yangshen Peak, so he doesn't have much of an advantage." Xiaoqiu agreed that the martial arts competition was not just an impulse, and he had already made a preliminary judgment.

"He's at least twice as big as you!" Shen Hao also felt that Xiaoqiu was too reckless, "and he has already opened his seven orifices and passed through three tribulations. He only has the mouth orifice mountain tribulation yet to come - no, Xiaoqiu Brother, you can't compete with him, let me do it, at least I survived the thunderstorm."

Xiaoqiu thanked his friends for their kindness, but he would never let others stand up for him. "As long as he can't cast spells, it doesn't matter how many orifices Zhou Ping has opened. He is big and his movements will definitely be slower. I will use this to defeat him." he."

Everyone was speechless for a moment. They have all competed with Xiao Qiu before, especially Shen Hao. When they were in Yelin Town, they had conflicts with Xiao Qiu every three days. Although he was taller and stronger, he lost more than he won. "Brother Xiao Qiu is like "It's as slippery as a loach," Shen Hao said angrily, still brooding over his previous defeat.

"And Brother Xiaoqiu knows spells." Mu Feihuang, a fool, stretched out his right arm and imitated Xiaoqiu's way of casting spells, but did not dare to pronounce a word. "Isn't this how Shen Geng was defeated? Brother Xiaoqiu only needs to Use it again and defeat Zhou Ping."

"Can I still use spells at Yangshen Peak?" Daliang asked.

"Well..." Xiaoqiu originally wanted to say no, but after looking at the friends around him, a sudden idea flashed in his mind. He didn't want to doubt anyone for no reason, but if there was evidence, he didn't want to be fooled either.

"Yes, I tried it last night. Although the effect is limited, it still works." Xiaoqiu decided to tell a little lie. In fact, without Fangfang's help, his spell could not be separated from his fingers and was completely ineffective. .

Now no one doubted it anymore. Shen Geng had a clear vision of the three fields, and his spiritual cultivation was one level higher than Zhou Ping's. He couldn't block the spell, and Zhou Ping couldn't block it.

"Do you want to learn spells?" Xiaoqiu had a sudden idea. If several people joined hands and cast spells at the same time, the power might be greater, enough to break the restrictions of Yangshen Peak.

This sentence itself is like a mantra. The friends who were enthusiastic just now suddenly changed their expressions and backed away. Daliang even wanted to hide under the table, "Brother Xiaoqiu, please don't talk nonsense. I don't want to hear it again." I have completely forgotten Madman Mei’s spell. If you recite it later, I won’t watch you compete.

"Then I will recite it silently during the martial arts competition." Xiaoqiu was helpless. "The masters have said that this mantra is fine. It is a mind-reading technique from a long time ago, but no one has passed it down. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of being distracted!" Shen Hao looked at Xiao Qiu in surprise, thinking that this was a very simple truth, "The teachers have said that the mind has no dual purpose, and the Tao has no dual purpose. Whether it's a spell or a mind, it's all The fruits of past exploration are now clear, and those irrelevant and useless things should be thrown aside without even looking at them. If it weren't for defeating Zhou Ping, I really don't want you to use spells again."

Just when Xiao Qiu was about to defend herself, Shen Hao added, "And you also dragged Fangfang into the water. Did you two practice spells together last night?"

"Both of us... how did you know?" Xiao Qiu clearly remembered that she didn't disclose this matter to anyone, not even Daliang knew about it.

"Well, Xiao Qingtao told me, I just wanted to say..."

"You don't have to worry about Xiaoqiu and Fangfang's affairs.

At this time, Daliang was completely on the side of his good friend, and whispered to Xiaoqiu: "Look, I knew that Xiao Qingtao was not strict with her mouth. She must have leaked the secret before." "

"That's right, Xiao Qingtao sends messages to her two younger brothers every day. In order to make us as isolated as they are, the Pei brothers love to sow discord." Mu Feihuang said bitterly.

Before leaving the dining room, the Pei siblings had been identified as the leakers.

The corridor outside the house was full of people standing on both sides, gathering in twos and threes, not lining up as usual.

The teenagers from Yelin Town escorted Xiaoqiu like bodyguards. A retained disciple who looked older than Zhou Ping stopped on the road. He bowed first and said, "You can't beat Zhou Ping. He has been at Yangshen Peak for three years." Although he is still one calamity away, his physique is extraordinary and you cannot be his opponent.

"I haven't fought yet." Xiaoqiu said calmly. This was the standard tone of Yangshen Peak. Otherwise, it would not be enough to show that he was calm.

"Why waste time and everyone's energy."

Shen Hao walked up to Xiao Qiu and said, "Your energy is yours to use. You can use it however you want. No one invited you to watch the competition!"

The retained disciple shook his head, "Only Taoist priests who condense Qi into elixirs can not be affected by external objects. We are all ordinary disciples and are in the initial stage of practice. It is inevitable that there will be times when we are upset. We should support each other and work together to create The atmosphere is peaceful and no one wants to cause trouble.”

"Then the fight will be over as soon as possible, and the trouble will be over." Xiaoqiu walked around Shen Hao and said loudly, "After sunset, in front of Qiyao Hall, everyone is welcome to come and watch. Once you know the result, you no longer have to worry about it."

Looking at the retreating figures of the young men in Yelin Town, the retained disciple shook his head gently, "He is not worthy of learning Taoism and practicing at all, not worthy."

The small room was packed with seven people. The companions took turns to give Xiaoqiu advice. One said that Zhou Ping's back had a big hole, and the other said that his thin ankles and lower body were weaknesses. Xiaoqiu's head was buzzing after hearing the argument, so she simply jumped on the bed: "Let me be quiet."

Just after practicing a few moves, Daliang pushed the door and poked his head in, "Zhou Ping has gone to the Qiyao Hall, and Mu Feihuang went to get the news."

"Zhou Ping lifted a stone weighing several hundred pounds and threw it into the air a few times."

"Zhou Ping practiced a set of boxing in public, which is said to be a close combat technique that we can only learn after five months."

"Zhou Ping asked several disciples to take turns punching him, and he didn't move a step, and he also hit the people who hit him He bounced back, and his lower body was very stable. "

"Zhou Ping is not afraid of being hit from behind, Xiaoqiu, you have to be careful."

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Daliang cares about Xiaoqiu, and he will push the door to inform him every time he gets a piece of news, causing Xiaoqiu to not even finish a complete bone-forging fist. When the door opened again, Xiaoqiu jumped up and was about to tell Daliang to shut up, but it was Shen Hao who leaned in and reminded him calmly: "The sun has set."

The front of the Qiyao Hall was full of people. Almost all the disciples had arrived. There were even four or five teachers standing in the crowd, including Lin Sa. They chatted casually and had no intention of stopping the competition. They even floated an oil lamp in the air, illuminating the venue as bright as day.

Zhou Ping had arrived a long time ago, taking off his blue Taoist robe, revealing the tight clothes inside. He had just moved his hands and feet, and a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead. He looked very good. After all, he was a disciple who had practiced for several years. Even if he was sure of winning, he did not show off. Instead, his expression became calmer, as if he had no choice but to participate in the competition and only hoped that it would end as soon as possible.

In the eyes of the disciples watching, this was a competition without much suspense. They were only wondering about one thing: what happened to the disciple named Mu Xingqiu? He entered Yangshen Peak a month late and caused trouble everywhere after only a few days of appearance.

Lin Sa asked the chief teacher beside him with a smile: "Who do you think will win? Let's make a bet."

The chief teacher smiled and shook his head. It was not a good example to bet in front of the disciples. "It's good to have a competition occasionally. It can release the evil spirit accumulated by everyone. Winning or losing is not important."

For some people, winning or losing is crucial.

After Shen Hao followed Xiaoqiu closely, he patted his back and said: "Go around in circles with him. He is heavy and can't afford to waste time with you."

Daliang was more worried about the safety of his good friend. "If you can't beat him, just admit defeat. There is no need to fight hard. What we will compete in the future is the progress of cultivation. No matter how strong the fight is, it's useless..."

Xiaoqiu hummed twice, took off his Taoist robe and handed it to Daliang, stepped into the venue, and the crowd automatically made way for him.

This was an occasion where the rules did not need to be followed, but the male and female disciples still stood separately. Xiaoqiu just stopped in front of Zhou Ping when he heard a sharp and soft "Brother Xiaoqiu". Xiaoqingtao and Fangfang waved at him in the crowd, attracting many curious and reproachful looks.

Xiaoqiu smiled and waved to the two, turned around, and exchanged Taoist rituals with Zhou Ping.

"Friend Mu Dao, I still want to advise you: turn back when you stray, and don't go further and further on the wrong path."

"Let's fight, everyone has been waiting for so long."

Zhou Ping snorted, said no more, and rushed towards Xiaoqiu. Xiaoqiu evaded flexibly, found an opportunity to turn behind his opponent, and punched Zhou Ping on the back.

The teenagers in Yelin Town cheered, but soon the sound weakened, because Zhou Ping was not affected at all, his steps were not disordered at all, and he turned around and continued to chase his opponent.

Xiaoqiu used a dodging tactic, occasionally fighting back, but soon he found that this move was useless. Zhou Ping was obviously tall and fat, and was the attacker, but he was always full of energy. His years of practice were not wasted. Not only did he not show any signs of fatigue, but he fought harder and harder, and his speed was gradually increasing!

Everyone could see that if this continued, Xiaoqiu would be the first to be exhausted.

Xiaoqiu gave up dodging and turned to fight Zhou Ping directly.

Shen Hao sighed and whispered to his companions: "It seems that we have to use that move. Alas, I really don't want him to use it."

Sure enough, after only five or six moves, Xiaoqiu was already struggling. He suddenly pulled away, stretched out his right arm straight, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting something.

Xiaoqiu had just stretched out his arm, and Zhou Ping had dodged and attacked from a detour. Obviously, he was well prepared.

He was fooled.

Xiaoqiu didn't even chant a spell, and his arm was just a feint. As soon as Zhou Ping dodged, he had already pounced on him, taking advantage of this extremely short gap, jumping onto Zhou Ping's back, tightly holding his thick neck with his right arm, and swinging his left fist to hit him hard - he remembered the reminder from his teacher Meng Yuanhou: You must hit the enemy so hard that he dares not to fight back, and cannot fight back.

Xiaoqiu's "flash of inspiration" allowed him to seize Zhou Ping's flaw and turn defeat into victory, but this was not the only result he wanted in his heart!

In the gap between punches, Xiaoqiu raised his head and took a quick glance, and recognized who was the informer from a group of frightened faces. It was his partner and the traitor of Yelin Town.

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