At this time, Song Qian had already arrived on the ring, looked at Huineng who was talking big, and shook his head.

"Seeing that you are so old, I'll let you take action first!"

"Good boy! He's so arrogant. Who is my identity? How can I take the lead? You'll attack me!"

"I advise you to take action first, otherwise if you are defeated by me, your reputation will be completely ruined in this lifetime!"

When Huineng heard this, his heart was filled with anger and raised his hand and he had a palm.

The two were two feet apart, and the Prajna palm wind formed a huge Buddha hand seal to attack Song Qian.

Looking at the palm print, Song Qian couldn't help but sigh that the mortal martial arts is not useless. With no spiritual roots, he can use his physical body to gather various spiritual energy in heaven and earth for his own use, and use internal skills to perform preliminary classification and purification, so as to exert the power of Taoism that is not inferior to the foundation-building method.

If someone can purify his skills to the height of spiritual energy, then that is what is called using martial arts to enter the Tao? I just don’t know if there is really such a master in the world.

Obviously, Huineng's skills are still in the category of ordinary internal energy, but the mixture of various spiritual energy has been simply purified by internal energy, which is simply vulnerable to Song Qian.

When the Buddha's hand seal came to Song Qian, he just moved his spiritual thoughts and dismantled the spiritual structure inside, causing the palm seal to disperse and disappear.

The entire competition venue was silent. The Buddha's handprint, which was so loud, was shocked by his body-protecting true energy before it reached Song Qian's body! For these ordinary people, this could only be explained in this way that Song Qian broke this move without moving.

Huineng was also shocked. He opened his mouth so hard that he could put down three eggs. He knew best about his martial arts skills. Although this move of Prajna palm is not a unique martial arts, he has also been able to practice it for decades. Not to mention being a human being, even a stone tablet can be shattered with one palm. How could it be so easily cracked?

This kid must have been a conspiracy!

Huineng did not believe in evil, so he raised his skills and gathered them on his palms, jumped, and hit Song Qian's chest together.

Song Qian also raised his palms and faced Huineng's four palms.

Peng! A loud bang spread, Huineng was recoiled violently and took seven or eight steps back before stopping. Cracks appeared on the ring stone slab, all of which were pedaled by Huineng taking a few steps back.

Song Qian didn't move a single step, but the stone slab under his feet was also cracked.

After this move, Huineng knew that Song Qian did not use conspiracy, but had real hard skills. He just started to attack Song Qian, but he did not feel that Song Qian used his internal strength to resist. Instead, he completely relied on his physical strength to counteract his attack and at the same time repelled himself!

"What a strong foreign kung fu, so tough body! I admit that you are indeed qualified to represent Yidu Mansion to run for the national teacher!" Huineng was also happy and dared to admit it even if he knew he was wrong.

"Since that's the case, how can we stop?" Song Qian suggested.

"It's a pity that I can't stop when I meet an opponent like you. I have to decide the winner. Next, I will attack with a life-and-death attitude. You have to be careful!"

Only when a warrior can he constantly break through himself between life and death, and when he meets a master, he always wants to decide the winner and lose. Only in this way can he continue to improve. Huineng's cultivation level today will naturally have his advantages.

"It's okay, I'll stay with you to the end!"

"Hey, Master Song is not going to be a problem, right?" Shi Hequn on the viewing platform was worried for Song Qian and couldn't help asking Deng Xiaoling.

"I think Song Qian still has spare energy, so there should be no problem." Deng Xiaoling looked at the ring with a serious expression, and at the same time he secretly looked at Le Xue who was sitting there calmly.

This sister was not in a hurry. Song Qian should be fine, but she was really surprised. Le Xue was so powerful. Song Qian seemed to be not much weaker. Why did so many powerful people appear in the world all at once? How can I make me do this in the future! Deng Xiaoling felt deeply slim about his future.

"Get my Zen Staff!" Huineng shouted to the audience.

Hearing the instructions, two young monks from Leiming Temple carried a Jiulong Zen Staff to Huineng on the stage. Huineng took it with one hand, stood up on the ring, and gave a one-handed salute with the other hand. The stick was more than one person tall, and the head of the stick was cast with Jiulong beads. From the beginning to the end, they were made of metal alloys such as tin, copper, iron, etc., and the materials were solid and extremely heavy.

This Nine Dragon Staff is Huineng's advantageous weapon for becoming famous all over the world. It seems that he is indeed ready to use his full strength when he uses this stick at this time.

Seeing that Huineng was ready to take shape, Song Qian definitely respected his opponent. He put his fingers together and raised his palms in front of his chest, and raised his palms flatly below. With a spirit, a sharp iron sword energy started from the sea of ​​qi and gathered between the two fingers in front of his chest.

Huineng, opposite Song Qian, was in the brunt of the brunt, and he could clearly feel the strong sword intent between the two fingers standing in front of Song Qian's chest. Although it was hidden, it still hurt his nerves. As a warrior's instinct kept reminding him that Song Qian's move would definitely kill him.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Wuji Sword Technique!"

Wuji Sword Technique? Huineng kept repeating this name in his mind, but he had never heard of it before, but he had no intention of contempt at all.

Is he really a frog in the well? Huineng couldn't help but doubt himself. He knew that Song Qian would never just make up a name to deceive him. This sword technique is definitely Wuji sword technique. He had never heard of it and could only be ignorant.

After thinking about it, Huineng's fighting spirit was getting higher and higher. After a long time of 100, the internal force continued to roll, gathered in his hands, gathered on the Nine Dragon Staff. The nine golden dragons on the top of the stick seemed to come alive. As Huineng's internal force continued to roll, swimming, the dragon ball surrounding the Nine Dragons gradually became brighter, and a golden light appeared.

Deng Xiaoling sighed inwardly in the stands, knowing that he was definitely not Huineng's opponent, and Huineng was indeed a martial arts senior like his master.

Zhang Yifan and Lin Wutong, who had not walked away from the ring, also stared at Huineng blankly, and understood that Huineng had not done all his strength just now. The gap between the two and the martial arts masters was huge.

Shi Hequn looked at Huineng at this time and was sweating all over, and couldn't help but regret the decision not to invite him.

Huineng's ability on the ring has reached its peak. The Nine Dragon Staff is horizontal and turns into a golden light and crashes into Song Qian.

Song Qianliang pointed forward and pressed his fingers on the dragon ball on the rod head, and the iron sword energy came out with his fingertips.

puff!

The Jing Iron Sword is as powerful as a bamboo shoot. With one sword, it breaks the dragon ball. Its momentum is not diminished and it directly divides the entire Jiulong Zen Staff from beginning to end into two!

Huineng saw a sharp ray of light cut through the golden light and stabbed into his face.

What a powerful sword technique, what a powerful sword intent! My life is over!

Huineng closed his eyes calmly and prepared to die.

Song Qian's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and the sword energy of the Jing Iron tilted, and he flew into the blue sky while rubbing Huineng's scalp.

The expected pain did not come. Huineng slowly opened his eyes, looked at Song Qian who put down his hands and smiled at him, then looked at the Nine Dragon Staff that was broken in half on the ground, and felt the cool sword intent on his scalp.

"I'm defeated. I declare that from today on the world, there will be no more name Huineng! I'll take back what I said just now. Song Yixian is indeed a hero in the world and is qualified to become a national teacher!" After Huineng finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, turned around and jumped off the ring, and left with great strides.

"Master Huineng stay! Although you lost to Master Song, you are still the winner of this conference and can represent our Yidu Mansion!" Shi Hequn hurriedly shouted to Huineng, wanting to keep the monk.

Huineng was already away from the crowd and was about to lose sight, but the voice still came back: "Crazy! There is only one national master, with Song Yixian here, why are we joining in the fun!"

This sentence was like a revelation, making everyone present speechless.

Yes, there is only one national master, and no one present can compare with Song Yixian. So what are you comparing here? The public competition of Yidu Mansion ended here, and no one dared to come to power again.

Deng Xiaoling on the viewing platform looked very ugly. He said to Shi Hequn and left. No one knew where she had gone, and even the evening banquet was not seen.

Originally, the prefect Tian Yichun wanted to invite Song Qian to the dinner, but Song Qian refused on the grounds that he was a little tired and needed to rest. He had no choice but to invite the relevant staff of the conference as a successful celebration banquet.

Of course, Song Qian was not physically exhausted, but just wanted to date Lexue and live in the world of two people.

Time flies, and it is soon time to go to the capital. The Yidu Mansion official prepared a convoy for the national division and pulled the candidates for the national division into the capital. The convoy had more than a dozen carriages, and various long-distance supplies were sufficient. He even brought a chef and several chefs to help the chefs, led by Shi Hequn, responsible for the official docking of the diploma along the way and the official docking after arriving in the capital. As Song Qian's "fiancee", the Yidu Mansion official also specially arranged Le Xue's position, which was very considerate and Song Qian was very satisfied.

In addition to Song Qian and his party, Deng Xiaoling also appeared as scheduled. She brought several carriages herself, all driven by Qianhe Mansion staff, and Yin Tiancheng was among them.

What’s more interesting is that the last candidate for national teacher in Yidu Mansion was given to Zhang Yifan. Not only him, but Lin Wutong also appeared in the convoy. Of course, she came in with Zhang Yifan, which is similar to Lexue.

In Zhang Yifan's words, even if you can't become a national teacher, it would be good to go to the capital to watch the fun, right?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!