Chapter 87 I'll come back to bury you later!

"Oh my god, why are these two fighting?"

As luck would have it, Zhang Chulan also ran over at this time, looked at the two people fighting, and exclaimed.

"Zhang Chulan, did you instigate Feng Baobao to do this?"

Shan Shitong, who was standing aside and watching the fight, saw the man coming to question him.

Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan are in the same group, and this is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see.

Combined with the fact that the two of them will face off tomorrow and the despicable trick this guy performed in the daytime, he couldn't help but think about it.

"Oh my god! It really wasn't me."

Zhang Chulan said aggrievedly.

"Then why are you here?"

Shan Shitong still looked unconvinced.

"I"

Zhang Chulan was speechless for a while.

Was he going to say that he was so jealous after listening to Taoist priests Jiyun and Yexing talk about Zhang Lingyu during the day that he couldn't sleep, so he came out for a walk to relax?
"Anyway, let's stop them."

So he decisively changed the subject.

This can't go on any longer. Sister Baoer is facing a ruthless character who is willing to massacre an entire clan, and the situation is now tilting towards the other side.

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Cultivate the Great Tribulation to prove my supernatural power."

Zhang Chulan chanted a spell in a low voice, and golden light shone through his body and turned into armor covering his entire body.

Shan Shitong looked at him in surprise, then realized something and found that he had overlooked something.
Shamelessness does not mean incompetence!
At this moment, Wang Yuanjing, who was fighting with Feng Baobao, noticed the movement here and looked over. His blood-red eyes met the golden figure.

Stay out of the way!
His eyes were full of threats.

Zhang Chulan, who was being stared at, suddenly stiffened, his back was instantly wet with cold sweat, and even the golden light on his body flickered.

"Things are not as bad as you think. Don't forget where we are."

Shan Shitong reminded kindly.

After a moment of trance, Zhang Chulan finally came back to his senses from the abyss-like scene. He then smiled bitterly and remained silent.

Could he not know?

This is Longhu Mountain, and Sister Baoer is from the company. He believes that Wang Yuanjing would not be so unwise, and he may even have some ulterior motives behind his actions.

But then, another problem appeared in front of Zhang Chulan.
Can I really snatch the position of Heavenly Master from such a person?
Everything that was happening before his eyes made Zhang Chulan doubt his life.

the other side.
"You are such an interesting guy."

Wang Yuanjing swallowed the word "girl" which was about to come out of his mouth. He thought that the girl's actual age might make him look like a grandma.

After fighting for so long, he realized something.

The quality of Feng Baobao's Qi should be no less than his own, but his movements and tricks were completely devoid of any skill. All his actions and movements were instinctive reactions to external stimuli.
From this point of view, it is somewhat similar to the highest realm of "Natural Qigong" - "not being stubborn in seeking Qi, and not being intentional in using strength."

However, compared with Feng Baobao's naturalness, Wang Yuanjing feels that "Natural Skills" has a stronger sense of craftsmanship.

"What are you talking about?"

Feng Baobao tilted her head.

By now, even her not-so-bright little brain had noticed something was wrong.

No matter how much strength I exert, the opponent can always suppress me and beat me.
Under Xu Si's guidance, Feng Baobao, who was already very good at judging the situation, quietly moved towards Zhang Chulan.

"Are you going to run away?"

Wang Yuanjing asked with interest.

This Feng Baobao is really a lively treasure. You never have to worry about lack of fun when you follow her.

"Ah! I can't beat your chatter."

Feng Baobao doesn't feel ashamed even after being exposed. She doesn't have such a thing at all.

As she spoke, she sped up, rushed to Zhang Chulan, grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him back.

"The wind is blowing! Hurry up!"

"Eh? Let go! Sister Baoer!"

Zhang Chulan's collar was grabbed from behind, and the clothes in front were stuck on his neck. He almost couldn't breathe, and his heels kept kicking the floor.

"Oh! Sorry."

When Zhang Chulan was almost suffocated, Feng Baobao finally reacted and put him down, and the two started running away together.

Before leaving, Feng Baobao did not forget to make some harsh remarks, but they were not directed at Wang Yuanjing.
"The one with blue hair, stay here and don't move. I'll come over to bury you later!"

When the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong heard this, he became furious.

Wang Yuanjing looked at him with pity. Being targeted by the divine beast, this guy probably couldn't escape the fate of being buried.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your help!"

Shan Shitong quickly calmed down and bowed to Wang Yuanjing to express his gratitude.

As expected of a talisman painter, his skills in cultivating Qi are really good.

Wang Yuanjing admired in his heart.

"nothing."

He waved his hands. He didn't do it to help him. He could only blame Feng Baobao for being aggressive.
However, this fight did allow him to find out some details about Feng Baobao.

This guy’s nickname of Wuwukai is indeed correct. If the fight continues for a while, he will probably have to use his Qi to balance the Yin and Yang.

Wang Yuanjing evaluated it in his mind. After bidding farewell to the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong, Wang Yuanjing did not return to his room.

Instead, he found a tall tree, climbed up the trunk, and planned to spend the night there.

Wang Yuanjing put his hands behind his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and asked Madam Qing in the inner scene.

How about it? Can you attract her three corpses?

The latter was silent for a while.

who's that person?
she asked.

Madam Qing was unable to understand. It was okay for the old Taoist priest, as he had profound spiritual cultivation, so it was understandable that she could not provoke him.

The problem is not with the other party, but with myself. I am too weak. I will never know when I become stronger.
Forget it, just don’t say it!
But as for that woman just now, she couldn’t even feel her presence. Are there so many beings in this world that the Three Corpse Gods cannot target?
Facing Mrs. Qing's question, Wang Yuanjing thought about it and answered.

You can understand that the girl is a half-finished immortal.

In fact, he was not sure whether this description was appropriate, but he knew that the immortal he was pursuing did not look like Feng Baobao.

Immortal? Are there really immortals in this world?

Madam Qing couldn't help but ask, if even someone like the old Taoist priest is not considered an immortal, can anyone really become an immortal?
Why don’t you go and take a look and find out?
Wang Yuanjing said.

The path to immortality is vague, yet there are still so many people pursuing it. Isn’t this the meaning of cultivation?

Madam Qing did not answer and seemed to be thinking.

Wang Yuanjing stopped forcing him, because he knew the seeds had been planted and it was just a matter of time before they sprouted and bore fruit.

A bald man who has never jumped out of the well will never know how vast the sky is.

He wanted to use today's incident to tell Madam Sanmo that the essence of the Three Corpse Gods was still too low.
After a night.

"Wang Ye vs. Iron Monkey!"

The referee announced the schedule for the next day.

Tie Maliu's father was named Tao Shangong, who was considered a master who founded a school of martial arts called Tongbi Vajra.

The so-called Tongbi is Tongbi boxing
The idea of ​​"two arms connected" requires the arms to be extended from relaxed shoulders, and through wrapped elbows, to form a momentum of connecting arms. It emphasizes on applying force by touching the clothes, and does not encourage the use of natural force or clumsy force.

Moreover, his strength is concentrated, his moves are cold and crisp, and the responder will be pounced immediately.

It is considered a relatively common martial art in the circle and is also included in the Yanwu Hall. Even Wang Yuanjing has practiced it when he had nothing to do.

The most amazing one is Tao Shangong, who innovated on the basis of Tongbiquan and combined it with Buddhism's Vajra Power, making the force fly out like a bomb.

The utilization rate of strength is much higher than that of ordinary splitting palm.
After witnessing it with his own eyes, Wang Yuanjing was greatly inspired.

But what he couldn't understand was the nickname "Iron Monkey".

Lou means monkey in Cantonese.

So translated, Iron Monkey is actually called Iron Monkey?

What kind of person would give himself a nickname that sounds like a small fry?
While Wang Yuanjing was complaining, the fight between Wang Ye and Tie Maliu reached a fever pitch.

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"My father was defeated by your Tai Chi soft power in Wudang, so he worked hard to develop this Tongbi Vajra."

"Softness can overcome hardness? Haha! That depends on what kind of hardness it is!"

Tie Maliu widened his eyes and sneered.

"You seem quite confident in your stance."

Wang Ye scratched his head, a little confused, and then glanced at Wang Yuanjing who was sitting in the audience.

Some people with keen observation skills have already looked in the direction Wang Ye was looking, but the latter acted as if he had no idea.

"What do you mean you, me, and him? Wang Ye! This time I will detonate him the moment your soft power touches me!"

Tie Maliu obviously didn't understand Wang Ye's meaning. He swung his hands, and the released force intertwined with Wang Ye's Tai Chi.

At the moment of contact
"Right now! I'll destroy these hands of mine right here."

A sinister smile appeared on Tie Maliu's lips.

Wang Yuanjing was speechless when he saw Tie Maliu's villainous behavior. It was bad enough that his father was brainwashed, but this kid was not a good guy either.

"This Iron Monkey is going to lose. He actually thought that soft power is all there is to Tai Chi."

Zhuge Qing, who was watching the battle, explained to his younger brother Zhuge Bai who was standing beside him.

Tai Chi gives birth to all things. Tai Chi power itself is a kind of Kung Fu that can transform into thousands of kinds of power.
Although Tongbiquan has its own advantages, when it comes to controlling strength, I'm afraid it's not even qualified to compete with Tai Chi!
The Yin hand has soft power, and the Yang hand has Yin power.
Tai Chi is formed when Yin and Yang meet and hardness and flexibility come together.

It can be said that ever since Tie Maliu thought that soft power was all there is to Tai Chi, he had already laid the foundation for his failure.

But compared to this, Zhuge Qing cared more about Wang Ye's look just now.

At the same time, Wang Yuanjing realized that someone was spying on him again. He turned his head and met Zhuge Qing's squinting eyes.

He smiled kindly. Zhuge Qing was slightly stunned. When he realized that he was caught peeking, he looked away awkwardly.

Are you too anxious?
Wang Yuanjing felt a little regretful, because he was very interested in the Wu Hou family's Samadhi True Fire!
"Sticky and sticky!"

"Like a raging wind! Like a raging wave! Like being stuck in a quagmire! Like falling into an abyss!"

Wang Ye's expression was solemn, and he released four kinds of strength in his hands at the same time, tightly wrapping Tiemaliu around him. Then, with a swallow and a spit, he broke his golden bell cover, and then he took a step forward and hit him on the chest, ending the fight.

After winning, Wang couldn't help but yawn and said silently in his heart:

It seems that my softness can't be broken by any hardness.
　I'd better send 3k first.

　　I will finish writing the rest and post it at 5pm.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)