Boom!

There was a loud noise on the stage, and a young man in green robe and a young man in white robe fought hard. The two of them roared back and took a few steps back before they could barely steadily. The young man in green robe even stepped on the wooden board with uneven force. With a click, he stepped on one piece of the wooden board. A breeze blew, and the disappeared wooden board turned into wood chips and flew in the air.

His opponent was a boy in white. His situation was much better. He stood firmly in his horse stance early, adjusting his breath evenly, and punched out with a roar. Before the fist arrived, a strong wind spread out. People around him, standing or sitting upright felt that a gust of wind was pressing over his chest, and his pockets were all stormed by the wind of this punch.

Although the boy opposite was in a mess, his waist flickered and straightened. He surrounded his left and right hands and his face was rigorous. However, seeing that he was slow to move, his hand was slow to move forward, as if he was dragging two mountains.

But the young man with white robe, fierce, fast and fierce punch went straight into it like a door. The force attached to his fist penetrated into the sea of ​​people, and hit the young man with green robe's palm vortex. The two of them touched their hands gently. The young man with green robe had only his palms, one Yin and one Yang, and his palms were swirling slightly, and his palms were slightly spitting out. The young man with white robe's face suddenly turned red and his neck was thick, and his body was spinning three times like a top. He hurriedly used a thousand-pound pendant to stabilize it.

Ming was when he stopped, but he was already dizzy and turned his back to the young man in green robe. Ming needed to reach out and tap it gently on his back. He lost any acupoint.

The young man in white robe took a few steps back and blushed and said, "Senior Brother, I lost in boxing. Let's compete with weapons."

The young man in green nodded, took a few steps back, and took an ordinary steel sword from the weapon stand. The young man in white also took the rain judge's pen from the weapon stand. He crossed the pen, and a few sparks jumped out, jumped up, and drew the pen to avoid arcs in the air, hitting the young man in green robe one left and one right before and behind.

The young man with green robe shook his steel sword quickly, and one move from Su Qin to the back of his sword turned into two moves. It turned out that his attack was too fast, and he opened the pen holder with two dings. The two attacked and defended each other, and fought in an instant.

On this high platform, several people were seated, with a small wooden table next to it, with teapots and tea cups on it.

A middle-aged elderly man picked up a glass of water and said, "If you are not good enough, well, third brother, you disciple has made great progress. I'm afraid you can win the championship this time."

The third brother is also a middle-aged Mo Zi. He is handsome, and he laughed and said, "Look at Xuan, our two nephews have made too fast progress and their internal strength is almost no less than mine. I am afraid that the end of this battle will be like in the past two years. I am the disciple who is still the only one who can be the second place."

Another man looked very handsome and had neatly repaired his jaw and beard. He smiled and said, "Third Brother, I think Qiang'er will win this time. His internal strength cultivation has grown rapidly over the past year."

Then he looked at the bearded man and said angrily: "Brother, third brother, fifth brother, don't say it! I was angry when I mentioned this. I was obviously my uncle, but why did I end up being inferior to my nephew?"

A thin man on the other side smiled bitterly and said, "Seventh brother, just accept it. Even if I am, I will not be my opponent."

These people were chatting and laughing. The two of them on the stage danced more and more urgently. Everyone saw that the young man in the green robe had a sword technique, but his attack speed was much faster than that of ordinary people. The young man in white only attacked him with his pen, and was blocked back quickly by the young man in the green robe with his sword.

Originally, the young man in white was slightly better than his inner strength, but the young man in green robe had much more skill than him. After fighting for a while, the young man in green robe shouted, and his body suddenly began to circle around, turning into a green shadow to tightly surround the young man in white. An ordinary steel sword waving the wind sounded loudly, his wrists trembled, and instantly pierced dozens of swords around the young man in white.

The young man in white had first-class eyesight and hand strength. He knew that his light body skills were not as good as the other party, so he stood there calmly, wielding a pen to take the sword of the piercing. Then he heard dozens of ding ding sounds sounding instantly, quickly forming a string into a long sound, like a dragon roaring, phoenix roaring, which was nice.

The young man in green robe was moving faster and faster. Later, he left a series of green shadows in the air, and circled around the young man in white for more than ten times. The steel sword was lifted and stabbed no less than a few hundred times. However, the young man in white stood firmly in the middle, with two judges dancing, hitting fast with slowness, and taking all his fast swords as if he was clumsy.

Seeing that he could not take the other party, the young man in green roared and suddenly walked away in a mess. But he saw him moving forward and backward, left and right, and his direction was erratic, and even completely opposite. At this time, he was in the east and the next moment, he was in the west. What's more strange is that the steel sword in his hand suddenly became erratic, just like a human sword separated, each hitting his own.

Sure enough, this move made the young man in white stunned. He clearly saw the other person in front of him, but the sword stabbed from behind him. After a few moves, he was in a hurry and he could no longer stand firmly in the same place.

He watched the cold light flashing in front of him. A steel sword brush brush used a move to welcome guests three times. This move was very ordinary. It was just a move of Wudang’s entry-level sword technique. However, it was used so quickly that ordinary people could not avoid it. In addition, the young man in white felt a loud breeze behind him. He knew that he could not dodge it, so he had to escape by stepping.

Mo Zi, who was called the third brother, frowned and said, "Qian'er, use my Wudang kung fu honestly, don't use the tricks you learned outside."

The young man in the green robe shouted "Yes" in a fierce fight, and his speed suddenly decreased. He waved all ordinary sword moves, all relying on quick action. He forced the opponent with two moves. The two of them could not fight for four or five rounds, and their strength suddenly reversed. The young man in white only had a pen like flying and flew gracefully. The young man in green robe had a steel sword that could not be defeated, and his sword moves became more and more messy. But seeing the young man in white and the young man in green robe on the stage entangled with each other, after a ping-pong metal sound, the two of them fought faster and faster, almost becoming two phantoms.

Brush! The two of them suddenly stopped like sculptures. They saw the two judges in white-clothed boys pointing the Danzhong point and Baihui point of the green-clothed boys, while the green-clothed boys thrust his sword straight into his throat, but the tip of the sword was still far away from the other party's neck, and it was obviously not reachable.

The two shouted in unison. After jumping out of the circle and bowing to each other, the boy in white had a slightly red face and looked proud. The boy in green robe was also breathing heavily, but he looked much embarrassed than the other person.

The people sitting on the stage looked at each other. The complaining bearded man shouted, "Get? What should I do?"

The middle-aged Mo Zi, who was called the third brother, said, "Brother, although Qiang'er is listed under my Wudang Sect, he was due to the opportunity. When he compared the stage just now, the swordsmanship, light skills, and internal skills he used were not my Wudang Kung Fu. He had never won the first place before. It would be okay to get the second place, but today he actually lost."

Everyone whispered and discussed with each other, and felt it was reasonable. After all, we should naturally use our skills in our sect's big test. However, this "strong" is not the skill of our sect. If he wants to take this first place, it does not match the name.

The elderly man who was called the eldest brother said majestic: "This year, the third generation of disciples in Wudang was a big exam. The first place was Zhang Wuji, the second place was Gao Qiang, the third place was Song Qingshu, the fourth place was Mingyue, and the fifth place was Chen Qiufeng..."

It has been two years since Zhang Wuji cured the cold and poison damage in his body, and Zhang Wuji became a blessing in disguise. The eight extraordinary meridians in his body have been opened, and there are three schools of Nine Yang magical powers as the foundation, and Zhu Xia, a "great tonic thing". His kung fu has made great progress in the past two years, and his internal strength has surpassed that of high strength. Even Zhang Sanfeng would praise him when he saw it: At that time, I was not as deep as yours.

Zhang Wuji has also made a big comeback in the past two years. After he was in good health, he had two consecutive times. If this year was included, it would be said that he won the first place in the third generation of disciples three times in a row. Gao Qiang has been second for two consecutive years. Of course, he had let the money off the ground properly in the past two years. He knew how much trouble he would cause when he was the first.

This year, he was forced by Zhang Wuji's internal force. Seeing that the opponent's internal force had already surpassed him, he did not hide his weakness and used Tai Chi thirteen styles to defeat the opponent. In the second game of the weapons, he was ready to lose. Yu Daiyan said that he was restricted and only used Wudang light skills. His speed was much slower now, and Zhang Wuji seized the opportunity to make a quick attack.

Zhang Wuji used to be able to use single strokes, but later he was very talented and capable of both sides. Zhang Cuishan even passed on his proud "The Legend of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Slaying" technique to him. However, Gao Qiang has been practicing martial arts over the past two years, except for his internal skills, and he has been relaxing. It turned out that he was looking down at the book and was indeed reading books. In the package that Hu Qingniu and his wife left him, there were two books: Wang Nangudi's "Poison Sutra" and Hu Qingniu's "Medical Sutra".

In comparison, Wang Nangu's poisonous scripture is better understood. The methods of using various poisonous substances to distinguish and understand, and even detoxify are clearly written. However, Hu Qingniu's "Medical Classic" is hard to understand. Gao Qiang knows that medical skills save people and poisonous techniques kill people. However, in the past two years, he has had more time to read the poisonous scripture than the medical classics, because in this chaotic world, he has mastered the ability to kill people more practical and effective than the ability to save people.

His kung fu has also made quite rapid progress in the past two years. Recently, it has reached the time when the fifth level of the Yijin Bone Forging Chapter is about to be broken. Yang Xueyi taught him seven-day kung fu that day. In the past two years, he has fully realized that the kung fu recorded in any day is unique. The high-strength meridian reversal of the great qi technique and the cultivation of the real qi technique has also been quite effective, and he practiced the soul-catching technique he learned for seven days. He always felt that hypnotizing people is a very useful method in the future.

On Wudang Mountain, Yu Daiyan used a knife himself, so he learned some sword techniques and a little sword technique, but he could not compare with the "Heavenly Slaying Dragon" that Zhang Wuji learned. Therefore, if Gao Qiang did not use the ancient tomb skills, he would probably lose.

Compared with the two, Mr. Zhang Wuji has made great progress in the past two years, but although the high-strong internal strength is weaker, if you fight a real battle, you can still gain the upper hand. Song Yuanqiao said on the platform that some encouragement words such as disciples need to practice hard, hoping to make great progress in the next year, and the disciples also said something like guaranteeing oaths in unison, and the year's test ended.

After hearing Song Kuiqiao's speech, the disciples slowly dispersed, and then looked at Song Qingshu, Gao Qiang, Zhang Wuji and Mingyue together. Some disciples said, "I don't know what these masters are discussing?"

Another disciple rolled his eyes and said, "I must be discussing kung fu tricks, otherwise I can make it into the top five?"

On the other side, the four-person group who were praised, Song Qingshu said with a dark face: "Jingke! It's been three consecutive years! You two are pressing me tightly!"

Gao Qiang blinked and looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "The boss is here."

Zhang Wuji said guiltily: "What to eat?"

The baby's head came out of nowhere. The little girl is twelve years old this year. She looks pink and cute. She said in a coquettish way: "The dog meat I sneaked into the foot of the mountain last time..."

Mingyue sneered: "What kind of dog meat is eaten by girls..."

The baby glared at him: "You stinky Taoist priest can eat..."

Song Qingshu said viciously: "Don't quarrel! If everyone else hears it? Wuji, hehe, when will we go down the mountain? That old black dog has been looking at it for a long time..."

Gao Qiang was not happy and said, "Wuji, let's go down the mountain when we go."

Zhang Wuji smiled embarrassedly: "It's today, it's today..."

Several people laughed and plotted against some unlucky dog ​​at the foot of the mountain. On the bamboo platform, the disciples at the foot of the mountain came to Yin Liting, saying that the two owners of Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang and the children of the disciples came to the mountain. Zhang Wuji had the highest internal skills and was slightly inferior. The two could understand clearly.

Zhang Wuji's ears turned red and his face suddenly became hot. Gao Qiang sneered twice and said, "We, junior brother Wuji, will be blushing in the next few days!"

When Zhang Wuji was told this, his face turned red quickly and he couldn't speak.

It turned out that Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu, Gao Qiang, and Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, these people lived in Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang for too long, and they had more than a year. During this year, Zhu Jiuzhen and Zhang Wuji developed rapidly. Yin Susu's wife was originally appointed as Zhou Zhiruo, but Zhu Jiuzhen was born in a wealthy family and was very in line with Yin Susu's appetite. Zhang Wuji himself liked this girl, so Yin Susu adopted an indifferent attitude and allowed her to develop.

The other couple was not so smooth. Wu Qingying fell in love with Song Qingshu after falling in love with her. However, Song Qingshu's vision is not low. After seeing Zhou Zhiruo's appearance, he actually looked down on Wu Qingying, a "freshing fan". Wu Qingying was gentle and well-behaved in front of Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu had no feeling at all. Later, when he parted, no one knew what happened between the four pairs.

Baby here said, "No, Brother Wuji, it's just a barbecue wild dog. You haven't done it before, why are you blushing like this?"

Song Qingshu also said strangely: "Junior brother, can you have already practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art to this point?"

Mingyue followed her and said, "In ancient times, Que Yun's face was blushing like blood, but now Zhang Wuji..."

Gao Qiang cut off Mingyue's tone and jokingly said, "Qingshu, your face will turn green in the next few days."

Song Qingshu said, "For no reason, will my face turn green after eating some dog meat? If you want to say this, the baby's face is the greenest."

The baby pouted and looked unhappy, but the girl was indeed charging forward when eating meat, and no one dared to stop her.

Gao Qiang smiled and said, "The two young ladies of Zhu Wuzhuang! Here we are."
Chapter completed!