Chapter 88 Run

This was a one-sided contest. Everyone thought so. Everyone guessed the ending wrong. Even Daliang, who kept saying "Brother Xiaoqiu has a way", was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't shut up. At first, he even I didn’t cheer for Xiaoqiu like usual.

Xiao Qiu knew that he only had one chance. Even if he was hit by Tian Qianmo, he would be defeated miserably and would no longer be able to fight back. The only chance was to firmly control the opponent's life gate and prevent him from casting spells.

The Jiang Palace of the Middle Dantian is located in the atrium of the heart, extending in all directions. Most spells are generated from here. Even the mantras recited from the heart have to be transmitted to the palms from here. It is like a military camp, recruiting soldiers from the lower Dantian - the inner elixir contains The magic power attracts battle formations from Niwan Palace in Upper Dantian - various spells, and the two combine to form a powerful fighting force.

Xiaoqiu hit Tian Qianmo's Jianggong with a spell from a distance of ten feet, successfully preventing him from casting the spell. Xiaoqiu never stopped after that. Each move was as fast as the other, and the spells hit the target continuously. After five punches, he was already within easy reach of his opponent. within.

Tian Qianmo was completely knocked unconscious. There were also disciples in the Five Elements Department practicing. The competition was about who could cast spells faster and who could hide more dexterously. The distance between them would usually become farther and farther. No one had ever moved like Mu Xingqiu. Quick, rush forward with all his strength, and never leave Jiang Gong with all his moves.

Waves of numbness in his heart made Tian Qianmo lose his mind. He knew very little about Mu Xingqiu and couldn't figure out how a disciple who had not yet condensed his elixir could "cast a spell" in the air, so he just tried to cast the spell over and over again, and unexpectedly... Forgot that I could still escape.

At first, the onlookers thought that the disciples of the Five Elements Department had some clever tricks for staying calm in times of danger. Only when Xiao Qiu punched Tian Qianmo in the heart did they realize that something was wrong.

"Hide quickly!" Guan Shenyue shouted angrily. The spell was invisible and intangible. Like most people, he had no idea what Tian Qianmo meant by standing still.

"Cast a spell!" Zhou Ping shouted louder, clenching his fists in front of his chest, as if he was the one fighting.

Tian Qianmo panicked. Once the battle progressed unexpectedly, he forgot all the skills he had learned. Instead, like ordinary people, he held his head and fell down to avoid it.

Xiaoqiu punched nothing.

This was a great opportunity for Tian Qianmo to turn defeat into victory. Although he was hiding in a very embarrassed manner, as long as he hit his opponent with a single move, he would be able to regain control of the situation. No one would even remember his initial embarrassment afterwards.

Xiaoqiu was startled, and he raised his foot and kicked hard. This move was just an instinctive reaction, and there was no mental spell attached to it. Even if he faced a disastrous defeat, he would not give up the slightest possibility of attacking the enemy.

This is the biggest difference between him and Tian Qianmo.

Tian Qianmo's cultivation progress was not very fast, but it was smooth sailing. Like most disciples, he concentrated on thinking. After condensing Qi into pills, he became obsessed with spells when he came into contact with them. He became more and more convinced that body training was useless, so , once the spell is blocked, he suddenly loses all fighting spirit.

A great opportunity was wasted by him.

Guan Shenyue saw some clues, and he lay on the ground and shouted at Tian Qianmo, who was holding his head to protect himself: "Asshole, make a move quickly, can you..."

In just one sentence, Tian Qianmo changed from "can" to "can't".

Xiao Qiu was riding on Tian Qianmo, pulling him over with her left hand, aiming her right fist at the heart and punching him hard, each punch carrying the power of a spell. After the first punch, Xiaoqiu felt something was wrong. What he hit was not flesh at all, but something hard, like thick pine wood, which made his knuckles hurt.

He doesn't care,

Continue to punch hard.

Zhou Ping also lay down, supporting the ground with one hand and covering his heart with the other. Every time Xiaoqiu punched him, his face twisted, as if he was the one who fell to the ground and was beaten, "Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​hold on, hold on, You are a Ningdan disciple, don’t embarrass the Five Elements Department, don’t just get beaten, fight back.”

Zhou Ping's friends were stunned, and they all ran over. More than ten people knelt on the ground, and they all blushed and tried to encourage Tian Qianmo. The stakes in this battle were too great. They didn't dare to think about what would happen if they lost. , "Fight back, fight back!"

When Daliang Shen Xiuming saw this scene, he threw down his wooden bowl, rushed to the field, raised his fists and shouted, "Beat him, Brother Xiaoqiu, beat him hard - hard - hard!" The voice was louder than anyone else's. .

"Beat him, beat him!" Not only some of the onlookers started to shout, but after a while, everyone shouted excitedly.

Xiao Qiu was merciless, but he could not break through the invisible wooden shell. His fingers and joints were bloody from the beating, but Tian Qianmo seemed to have no idea. He just held his head and tried hard to avoid it. Raining fists.

My mother grabbed a handful of peanuts from her sleeve, crushed them, threw them up high, opened her mouth to catch them, and never dropped a single pellet. After eating, she always said "good", but her eyes were not on anyone, no one I know who this call is for.

The fight was at a stalemate, and I ate all the peanuts. She walked to the door of the courtyard and bent down to look at the two people entangled together. She looked confused at first, and then burst out laughing, "The top ten leaders will be so angry when they see you fighting like this. Tian. Qian Mo, where is your new spell? Mu Xingqiu, are you sure about Jiang Gong? The three Dantians of Ningdan disciples are protected by magic. With your current ability, you can fight even to death. Don’t break the gap.”

Yang Qingyin held her stomach and laughed wildly.

Xiao Qiu was slightly stunned, and remembered the lesson he had heard at Yangshen Peak: the upper, middle and lower Dantian are the most important places for practitioners. After the Qi is condensed into Dan, it will automatically generate a protective force that cannot be broken by mortal power, only more powerful spells can.

Yang Qingyin's reminder had no effect on Tian Qianmo, and he didn't listen at all. But it was a revelation to Xiao Qiu, and the next punch hit Tian Qianmo's chin hard.

Blood spurted, and Xiao Qiu's fist became even redder.

Tian Qianmo was injured, but he was finally able to cast a spell. A wooden thorn more than a foot long fell from the sky and shot directly at Xiao Qiu's back! "Watch your back!" Daliang screamed.

"Hit!" Zhou Ping and others held the snowball tightly in both hands and shouted out their expectations excitedly.

"Good!" Lin Qingyin clapped her hands without any stance, as if she just wanted to see a bloody and exciting fight, "The art of falling wood, use it early..."

If Tian Qianmo had used "falling wood" as the first move, the fight would have ended long ago. This move was launched from the air and was hard to defend against. Tian Qianmo regarded it as a special move and never thought of using it on a disciple of Zhiyong Institute.

Poof, the wooden thorn that fell from the sky hit a right arm!

All the sounds stopped abruptly, followed by a scream of "Ah——".

Tian Qianmo looked at his right arm in disbelief, his lips trembling violently.

Xiaoqiu failed to knock Tian Qianmo out with one punch, but he had fought countless times since he was a child, and his reaction was faster after practicing bone-forging fist. As soon as there was something wrong with the surrounding sound, Xiaoqiu dodged in time, and Tian Qianmo's spell speed was far inferior to Yang Qingyin. When Xiaoqiu turned over, he also pulled Tian Qianmo. Otherwise, this disciple of the Five Elements Department would have been pierced through the chest by his own wooden thorn.

A large amount of blood gushed out of Tian Qianmo's right arm. He looked at it with a ferocious face, and suddenly jumped up and jumped several feet high.

Everyone at the scene was shocked. The Ningdan disciples were angry. Except for Yang Qingyin who didn't care about other people's business, no one in the Zhiyong Institute could stop them. Xiaoqiu looked up and was on full alert. As long as the opponent's height dropped a little, he would jump up and continue to fight. In short, he couldn't let the opponent cast a spell.

"Ha!" Zhou Ping pointed at Xiaoqiu excitedly, and he had a premonition that he was going to be unlucky.

"Ah, ah!" The wooden thorn on the arm had disappeared, and Tian Qianmo kept screaming, moving several feet in the air and landing on the roof.

Xiaoqiu's plan was broken, and he could also jump onto the roof, but it was too late to stop Tian Qianmo from casting a spell.

What happened next was beyond his and everyone's expectations. Tian Qianmo looked at Xiaoqiu fiercely, as if he was going to pour out his volcanic anger, but the next moment he turned around and ran away, jumping several feet away in one step, and disappeared impatiently.

Although Tian Qianmo is nearly 20 years old, he has spent nearly 10 years in Yangshen Peak and Laozu Peak. For a cultivator, 10 years is just a moment. Their strength increases and their inner elixir forms, but their mind is not mature. Xiaoqiu only knows a set of plum heart fists, but in Tian Qianmo's eyes, this is a terrible disciple with a lot of strange moves.

Yang Qingyin curled her lips, "It's boring. You dare not fight back after being beaten. Why are there so many cowards in the Five Elements Department?" She looked at Xiaoqiu again, "You are really cruel, not like a cultivator at all. Who taught you to be like this?"

"Meng Yuanhou." Xiaoqiu stared at Yang Qingyin. His opponent ran away, but his fighting spirit did not disappear. At this time, he was more impulsive than ever.

Yang Qingyin was startled, and suddenly said: "There will always be a moment, this moment will come sooner or later, you will encounter an unexpected sneak attack, and then the most powerful spell will not be able to save you, you must rely on a flexible body to escape."

This is what Meng Yuanhou said on the first day of class in the Jinghu Village Hall, and Yang Qingyin repeated it almost word for word. .com

Xiaoqiu was extremely surprised.

Yang Qingyin threw a small cloth bag over, "Your stuff." Then she said to Zhou Ping, "One hundred taels of silver, give it to me later." Then she turned and went back to the house.

Xiaoqiu opened the cloth bag and took a quick look. The dagger, the golden soul and other things were all there. He put away the cloth bag, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and wiped the blood off his hands.

Daliang's voice trembled, with both joy and panic, "You injured the disciples on the Old Ancestor Peak."

Xiaoqiu walked towards Zhou Ping's group. More than a dozen people huddled together, standing with their hands hanging down. After waiting for a while, they didn't see Xiaoqiu speak, and they all raised their heads in confusion.

"Run." Xiaoqiu spit out a word.

They were stunned, not knowing why, and one of them suddenly understood the meaning of "run" and rushed out of the village at the fastest speed in his life. The others also woke up and split into two groups, each running towards the village and outside the village.

"Brother Xiaoqiu..." Daliang looked confused.

Xiaoqiu waited for a while, and then moved two or three feet. After a few jumps, he caught up with the people running into the village, knocked one of them to the ground with a punch, and then turned around and chased outside the village, faster, knocking down the others.

Xiaoqiu returned to the original place, and there was one person who didn't run away.

The eldest brother Guan Shenyue stood there, his face was sullen, but not much panic. He looked at the disciples who were watching, and then looked at Xiaoqiu, "From today on, you are the eldest brother."

After that, he threw himself heavily to the ground, ready to be beaten and kicked.

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