Chapter 118 First Battle

Nimoxing walked off the stage and said, "Scholar, where is your weapon?"

Zhu Ziliu frowned when he heard his strange tone, took out a brush from his sleeve, and twirled it in his hand. After a few laps, he said: "I like writing and reading, so I will use this pen to ask you for advice today. Watermark advertisement test watermark advertisement test"

Nimoxing glanced at the pen in his hand, and said: "Your weapon is weird. Yes ."

Zhu Ziliu said: "To each other, Your Excellency's weapons will not give way too much."

Nimoxing took the iron whip in his hand and said: "It depends on your martial arts, what's so good about it." He didn't do it either. Talking about the way of humility, he stretched out his arm, and the iron whip hit Zhu Ziliu's face with a "swish" like a spirit snake.

Zhu Ziliu turned his head to avoid it, and at the same time, the pen in his hand was drawn obliquely upwards, passing between Nimoxing's chest and abdomen. Nimoxing saw that his moves were unconventional, even though it was a simple stroke, the point of his strokes was all about the big acupoints on his body. He couldn't figure out the way for a while, so he was not in a hurry to attack, the iron whip bent over, the triangular whip head spewed out a letter like a snake's head, and rolled up on the brush at once. He was about to wring the pen holder with all his might, but Zhu Ziliu turned his wrist abruptly, and the tip of the pen had escaped from the iron whip, and it was slanting again from top to bottom. But this time, the stroke of the pen not only covered Nimoxing's chest and abdomen, but also concealed the vital points of his head. Nimoxing praised inwardly, the iron whip had already protected all the vital points in front of him.

Zhu Ziliu's set of martial arts is deployed, his moves are weird, his body is stretched, the pen in his hand is drawn in emptiness, it seems to follow a fixed lineage, and it seems to be completely disorganized, it is difficult to predict where his moves will attack.

Guo Jing couldn't help feeling the novelty, and said: "Ronger, what kind of martial art is this brother Zhu? Among the hundreds of martial arts in the Central Plains, I know a thing or two. But among the moves that brother Zhu used, I have never seen them before. One move, it's really amazing."

Huang Rong stared at it for a while, then said with a smile, "This is the martial art of calligraphy created by Senior Brother Zhu. You don't know it."

"Calligraphy?" Guo Jing couldn't help being even more surprised. Said: "What calligraphy? Can calligraphy be used as martial arts?"

"Brother Zhu wrote a set of 'Li Xuanjing Monument'." After Huang Rong said something, she explained: "'Li Xuanjing Monument' is a set of Tang Dynasty Calligrapher Yan Zhenqing wrote it to commemorate Maoshan Taoist Li Hanguang. It is a rare masterpiece in calligraphy."

Guo Jing was in a daze when he heard it, and shook his head helplessly. In recent years, although he has also read a lot. But I still don't understand the deeper level of poetry and calligraphy.

Seeing Zhu Ziliu's extraordinary power, the heroes had the upper hand as soon as they came up, forcing Nimoxing to defend passively, so they couldn't help shouting loudly to cheer him up.

Yang Guo frowned, although he didn't practice martial arts for a long time. However, he has successively learned Ha Toad Kung Fu, Quanzhen School Kung Fu, Ancient Tomb Sect Kung Fu, Nine Yin Scriptures, Nine Yang Scriptures, and the Dog Beating Stick Method. Whether it is his own cultivation or experience, he is far superior to the heroes present.

He saw that Nimoxing defended more than attacked. But the moves are not messy, a snake-shaped iron whip is flying up and down in the hand, circling and vomiting, swaying freely and unpredictable. No matter how Zhu Ziliu attacked, it was difficult for him to get three inches in front of Nimoxing, but his momentum gradually weakened, so he couldn't help but sighed softly.

He thought in his heart: "Incorporating martial arts into calligraphy is unprecedented, and it has become a family of its own. But historically, martial arts and martial arts are either derived from the nature of the world, or refined from practical struggles. Only get whimsy from calligraphy. , just want to break the shackles of the ancestors and integrate martial arts into literature, which is tantamount to going against the fundamental way of martial arts. The martial arts created by Zhu Ziliu is just to confuse people's attention with the strangeness of moves. If you are not as good as your own, you can win by surprise; but when you meet a master like Nimoxing, once you figure out the way, you will naturally be vulnerable everywhere."

The two people in the field were fighting each other in the blink of an eye. Ten strokes, Zhu Ziliu saw that the attack was not effective, and was about to change another set of bookmarks to attack, but he heard Nimoxing laugh for a long time, and when he retreated, he had already escaped from the cover of his pen, and took another step forward , came close to him.

Nimoxing retreated and advanced like a ghost, which not only made Zhu Ziliu's moves ineffective, but also the iron whip swung left and right, bending erratically, and struck Zhu Ziliu with mighty force. The countless tiny iron balls on the iron whip also collided with each other when the iron whip was bent, making a piercing sound. It was as if a spirit snake was aroused and made noises to scare its prey.

Only at this time did Nimoxing truly demonstrate his strength as a first-class master, instantly turning defense into offense, putting Zhu Ziliu in danger.

The heroes couldn't help looking at each other, and the shouting stopped abruptly, and they became quiet. Guo Jing and Huang Rong also gave a "click" in their hearts and raised their hearts.

Zhu Ziliu was fearless in the face of danger, he saw that Nimoxing was too fast, and it was too late to block him, so he suddenly fell down straight, and swept back against the ground, the iron whip was wrapped in Xiao Feng, and he let out a "hoo" from him. Sweep across the tip of the nose.

His style of "Flying Swallow and Skimming Water" is just right, it is dangerous and dangerous, if he does not have a fairly solid foundation of internal energy, it is absolutely difficult to use it so flexibly.

The heroes burst into applause, and even Jinlun Guoshi couldn't help being slightly surprised, and said in his heart: "There are so many masters in the Central Plains martial arts, if it wasn't for the help of these masters recruited by His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, I would have With the strength of one person, this time it may be defeated."

While everyone was still thinking about it, Nimoxing in the field smiled coldly, and the iron whip whirled around, whistling down, wrapping around Zhu Ziliu's legs with a "slap".

Guo Jing couldn't help exclaiming: "Not good!" He got up and stood up, ready to rescue him when he saw the opportunity.

Zhu Ziliu's legs were wrapped by the iron whip, and he felt countless sharp thorns directly piercing into the flesh. The pain was unbearable, and he couldn't help being shocked. At this moment, he had no time to think about it, he put the pen holder on the ground, and his body swung "suddenly". Then the pen flew out of his hand and stabbed at Nimoxing's neck. This move of his is imitating Huo Dou's blow that hurt Lu Youjiao, but he is attacking with all his strength at this time, and the momentum is much stronger than Huo Dou's.

But Nemoxing had already taken precautions,

Lifting the tail of the whip, the writing brush hit the tail of the whip and flew out obliquely. At the same time he lifted the tail of the whip, the head of the whip also curled back, pulling Zhu Ziliu forward, stretched out his left arm, and slapped Zhu Ziliu with his palm.

Zhu Ziliu lost his center of gravity and was rolled by the iron whip. He couldn't help turning his body over, with his head down and his back on his back.

"Stop!" Guo Jing stepped forward and used a move of "seeing the dragon in the field" to attack Nimoxing. Suddenly there was a flash of red shadow in the field, Jinlun Guoshi had blocked Guo Jing, and he also sent out a palm to attack Guo Jing.

It turned out that Jinlun Guoshi had been paying attention to Guo Jing's actions all the time, seeing him standing up, he knew that the opponent might intervene in the competition, so he secretly took care of it. When Guo Jing moved, he also stopped Guo Jing.

The two palms intersected silently. This is the performance of the gong power practiced to the extreme, there is no wind in the palm, and there is no leakage of the palm strength. Having reached this state, one can control one's inner energy at will, even if one fights for a day and a night, it is difficult to lose much of one's inner energy. As long as the physical strength is not exhausted, taking the enemy's head among thousands of troops is just a matter of finding something.

Guo Jing and Jinlun Guoshi clashed with each other's palms, they couldn't help but swayed twice, and retreated. Guo Jing retreated three steps, let go of the enemy's force, and then stood still. But Jinlun Guoshi's skill was better than Guo Jing's, and he only took two steps back to stand still.

Seeing this situation, Guo Jing couldn't help but secretly startled. He remembered that Zhu Ziliu was still in danger, so he couldn't help looking at the place where Nimoxing and Zhu Ziliu were fighting. Just in time, Zhu Ziliu's body flew straight out and hit a pillar in the hall. He couldn't help kicking his footsteps, leaping up, and chasing after him.

It turned out that when Zhu Ziliu's life was hanging by a moment, he finally used his life-saving stunt, Yiyang Finger. Although his back was facing the enemy, he stretched out his backhand, the index finger hit a point in the middle of the palm, and with a "chi" sound, it hit the palm.

Nimoxing was thinking that he had the chance to win, and he could kill the enemy immediately, but in the next moment, he felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and his arm became sore and numb. He also said that he was hit by some hidden weapon, and couldn't help being furious. He reached down with his arm and grabbed Zhu Ziliu. Then he raised his arms high and threw it outward, smashing Zhu Ziliu's body against the thick wooden pillar in the hall.

His throw implied an extremely powerful Buddhist martial art called "Shakya Throwing Elephant Kung Fu". It is said that if you practice to the extreme depth, you can throw an elephant into the sky with a single throw. Its supernatural power is unstoppable. Zhu Ziliu was unable to resist in a normal battle, but now he was in mid-air, he was even more helpless.

Seeing this ferocious battle situation, the heroes couldn't help but be terrified, fear arose in their hearts. Seeing that Zhu Ziliu was in danger, many people wanted to come forward to rescue him, but the distance was too far, and Zhu Ziliu flew out so fast that it was too late to rescue him.

At this time, Guo Jing and Jinlun Guoshi had just finished fighting, UU reading www.uukanshu. Although Guo Jing tried his best to catch up, but Zhu Ziliu was only a few feet away from the wooden pillar, no matter what he couldn't catch up. Guessing based on the force with which Zhu Ziliu slammed into the wooden pillar, it is inevitable that his brain will burst.

At this time, a white shadow flashed across the field, and in an instant it came behind Zhu Ziliu, and then grabbed Zhu Ziliu's legs with both hands, and Zhu Ziliu's flying momentum stopped.

At this time, the top of Zhu Ziliu's head was only an inch away from the wooden pillar.

"Huh!" All the heroes breathed out at the same time, and after reacting, they shouted in unison: "Okay!" The word exploded like a thunder in the hall, sending rubble and dust flying.

When the white-clothed man stood still, Guo Jing also rushed to him, patted the white-clothed man on the shoulder, and praised loudly: "Good! Well done!"

Zhu Ziliu was shocked, and after he stabilized his body, he turned to face the white-clothed man. With a deep bow, he said sincerely, "Thank you Brother Yang for saving your life! Zhu is very grateful!"