"It's possible that there was a rift. Masahiro just talked too much. He was probably still talking smoothly when he was attacked by the other party. This time he made a fool of himself and was knocked unconscious by a junior from the Jinyu Class. He will be laughed at for the rest of his life.

Zhengxia on the side sneered.

"He is too lazy." Zhengming nodded and accepted the guess, "Don't be careless for a while, and take action seriously as soon as you come on stage. Earn the lost face."

"Yeah. Leave it to me. That guy Masahiro is too careless." Zhengxia nodded. "I'm not as careless as him."

Soon, Zhenghong was sent to the hospital, and Yu Hong faced the second seed of the Taoist class, Zhengxia.

"Let me tell you first, I am not as good at sneak attacks as Masahiro. You are lucky to confront him first. But now, your good luck has come to an end." Zhengxia opened her fists and said loudly.

Yu Hong: "…………"

He couldn't complain anymore. Anyway, the strength of the Taoist class made him really... It would be better to end this matter quickly.

"Let me show you, one of the real secret skills after practicing Seven Feather Fist to perfection!" At this time, Zhengxia's body had begun to tremble slightly.

This kind of shaking quickly stabilized again after two seconds, as if it had not continued. However, with Yu Hong's eyesight, he could see that it was not that the other party was not continuing to shake, but that the speed and frequency of the shaking had become higher, causing the distance from the distance to a higher level.

It looks like it's not moving.

"Look, this is the realm of Hagoromo. As long as I move, any approaching attack will be dodged first. If it is really impossible to dodge, most of the strength will be removed, making me vulnerable." Zhengxia Aoran.

road.

I…………"

"Masahiro was just too careless, that's why you got close at speed and knocked him unconscious with one punch. And bang!

Before she finished speaking, she was punched on the right side of her face.

Even though Hagoromo's shaking and dodging in the realm was already trying to relieve the force,... the force after the relief was not something that Zhengxia could bear at all.

There was a muffled sound. Her facial muscles were squeezed and twisted. Her whole body was shaking and she was knocked out. She fell to the ground, her head a little dazed.

"You...you are not the Seven Feather Fist at all!!" She screamed.

".." Yu Hong didn't defend himself. Indeed, his Seven Feather Fist's wings were swaying slightly, and his fairy spirit was fluttering. His Seven Feather Fist was seven dump trucks waving their doors, overlooking the ground to see who was running faster. Slower.

Just smash the car door through.

The style difference is extremely obvious.

"Alas..." In the main seat, Yu Mo and the other three were stunned again. This time they were truly speechless and could only sigh.

Before this fight, who could have imagined that Dingrou's fighting prowess, strength and speed would be so strong?

"Did...he use the Seven Feather Fist?" Yu Zhong asked in a low voice.

"You can't see it after practicing for so many years?" Yu Fang rolled his eyes at him silently, "It's the Seven Feather Fist. The moves are all right. It's just that it's fast and strong... Yu Mo, your disciple can do it.

Were you a professional fighter in the past?"

Yumo: ".."

He thought about how he had patted someone's arm and said they were dead muscles. Now he looked at the disciples who were knocked to the ground one by one, and his face felt as hot as fire for a moment.

"Yu Mo, this can't go on like this. The Taoist class can't lose anymore. If we lose completely, where will the face of our Qingchen temple go? When the news spread, the elite disciples that the entire temple had cultivated since childhood were joined by a half-dao. Are all the good fighters selected easily? This will pose a great challenge to our internal ranking pricing." Yu Fang lowered his voice and explained in a low voice to Yu Mo.

"Then what do you want to do?" Yu Mo didn't know this.

"You say hello to Dingrou and let him lose the next game." Yu Fang's voice was even lower. "Otherwise, look at the several big pilgrims who invited Zhengxia before."

Yu Mo heard the words and looked over, and sure enough, he saw those people with ugly faces and still chatting quietly among themselves.

"Understood?" Yufang continued to explain, "If this happens between the Taoist classes we have been cultivating, no problem, everyone has no objection. But what is it now? Dingrou has only just started, and he is still New disciples who haven't been trained much can defeat the others one by one with their speed and strength. Will this only make outsiders think that our Qingchen Guan is too weak, rather than that Dingrou is too strong?" Yu Mo and Yu Zhongting heard Standing and nodding slightly, this is the truth.

"So now there is only one way. On the one hand, you should promote Dingrou and make sure he is a genius. On the other hand, you should promote Taoism and let them win the next round and save face." Yu Fang said solemnly.

The other two people nodded deeply when they heard this.

At this time, Yu Hong was ready to start the third challenge. He was resting after the game, drinking water, eating sweets, and sitting on a wooden chair.

"Dingrou...you actually won again!?" Guo Shangdong walked over with his hands behind his back and a strange expression.

"I also feel a little strange. I didn't expect to win so easily..." Yu Hong shook his head, showing an expression of incomprehension. He was thinking about how such a weak strength could solve the horrific and strange events of Resentment? Could it be that it was all about bragging? ?

"Indeed, it stands to reason that the Taoist class shouldn't stretch their hips like this..." Guo Shangdong also nodded, agreeing with this statement.

Not only them, but the rest of the Jinyu class also had a strange atmosphere at this time.

They originally only paid money to become disciples because Qingchen Guan was powerful and willing to accept them, and joined to protect themselves.

As a result, Dingrou, a newcomer who had only joined for less than three months, actually defeated two elites from the Taoist class in one breath.

If the elites are so weak, what protection can they get by joining? Is the gold-plated status of this Jinyu class still necessary?

"You see, everyone's atmosphere is a bit strange." Guo Shangdong lowered his voice and whispered. Yu Hong nodded, and he also noticed something was wrong.

But in fact, he felt that there was something about Zhengxia. The opponent was shaking all over, and it seemed useless, but in fact when he punched him, a very small amount of the force was lost.

Just because he was too young, he didn't notice it at all. But if it were an ordinary person... maybe...

"I think there should be something in the Taoist class. Just now..." Yu Hong was about to explain a few words when he suddenly saw Xunyang walking towards him.

The other party pushed away Guo Shangdong and other people around him, then approached and whispered.

"Dingrou, Master Yumo asked me to convey a message to you. If you are going to lose the next game, please cooperate. This is a show of internal competition. I will give you adequate compensation afterwards."

"." Yu Hong was speechless. According to the skills, Qingchen Temple definitely has real skills, but...

After a moment of silence, he finally nodded under the increasingly nervous gazes of Xunyang and Yu Ziyi.

Xunyang breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to resume his life.

Yu Hong and Guo Shangdong were left in place with complicated expressions.

"The third stage of the Taoist challenge, when you are facing Dingrou! Get ready to enter!" the Taoist singer said loudly, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Yu Hong and Zheng Shi, who was second in the Taoist class, entered the big room together.

"Please." He glanced at Master Yu Mo at that moment, met his eyes, and greeted him in advance before coming up, and his mood suddenly became much more relaxed.

In fact, after watching Yu Hong's attacks so many times in a row, especially in the last fight against Zhengxia, where he broke up the realm of Yuyi with one punch, it really scared him.

You must know that he is only slightly stronger than Zhengxia, the gap is not much, but he is still at the level of Hagoromo.

If they really wanted to fight...he didn't feel like he was his opponent. But now...

The door closed gently.

After a moment, Yu Hong stepped forward again and punched quickly. He received the punch at the right time and counterattacked, but was blocked.

strong.

The two of them were fighting fast and at an alarming speed. They seemed to be fighting fiercely and very passionately.

Zheng Shi just felt that this speed was just stuck at his limit explosion. If it were a little higher, he wouldn't be able to withstand it, and the opponent's attack happened to be at the most convenient angle for him to receive the move.

This makes the fight quite comfortable. He doesn't need to think about anything else, he only needs to think about how good his moves look, how fast and powerful they are.

During the one-minute sparring session, Yu Hong accidentally made an accident, his breath was heavy and his energy was exhausted. He was slapped on the shoulder and fell to the ground on his side. He could only raise his hands and admit defeat.

Zhengshi stretched out his hand, helped him up, smiled and saluted everyone together.

Although he lost, after Yu Hong finished his game, the attention he received far exceeded the previous amount.

Eyes were constantly looking at him, including those from Qingchen Temple and those from the audience and pilgrims outside.

The last scene was a duel between Zhengshi and Zhengming, the strongest genius. Zhengshi was easily knocked to the ground with a punch and could not get up again.

The two fully demonstrated the strength and demeanor of Taoist Zhengming, the first genius of the Taoist class. After an internal competition, they finally managed to win the face of the Taoist class.

At the end of the show, everyone showed great concern for the sudden outburst of dark horse Yu Hong.

They were also discussing quietly when they left, full of interest.

As for Yu Hong, Xunyang specially called him to the quiet room in the backyard.

There was a soft knock on the wooden door, and after Yu Hong entered, it was gently closed.

In the quiet room, there were not only Yu Moyu and Zhong Yufang, but also the number one genius Zhengming who had just secured his position in the final battle.

When the four of them saw Yu Hong entering the door, their eyes instantly shifted and landed on the door. "People are here, you can discuss what to do." Yu Fang said solemnly.

What's the meaning?

Yu Hong squinted his eyes and looked at the others and found that Zheng Minghe looked a little ugly, while Master Yu Mo and the three others looked calm and seemed a little angry.

"Master, my two uncles, and senior brother Zhengming, could you please call Dingrou, but if there is something wrong?" he asked, cupping his hands.

"Junior Brother Dingrou, the competition outside just now does not count. Here, you and I have another fight alone in front of the three teachers. Is that okay?" Zhengming said seriously and solemnly. "This." Yu Hong immediately looked at Yu Mo.

The latter shook his head.

"Simple fighting ability can't prove anything. When you encounter dangers such as grudges, you can't defeat them with fists alone. Fighting ability is part of the puzzle, but it's not the whole thing. You really don't have to worry about it, Zhengming. This."

"That's right. Zhengming, you are too impressed."

"The reason why we hold an internal competition is because Taoism cannot rely on external indicators to show differences. If you can pretend, you can say how many levels you have. After all, only you can see the fearful illusion of Guanwu Gong. But the actual combat ability is very intuitive, allowing the pilgrims outside to truly see the strength of our Qingchen Temple." Yu Zhong explained.
Chapter completed!