My imagination has come true

Chapter 88
The game lasted from morning till dusk.

The farther to the back, the more masters appeared, except for the famous ones, the others were actually pretty good.

Chen Yi was also surprised.

"This year's Anbang Ding Guo Tournament, everyone competed very seriously."

Mu Qingyun laughed: "Although the fight is very serious, it is very measured."

All the contestants are going to the point, not to mention killing people, they are not willing to hurt people.

In several arenas, she was seen to be polite.

There is only one exception.

When it was dark, it was finally Mu Luosheng's turn to play, against Yiwei crossing the river and Xing Xixi.

Xing walked up the ring step by step from the stone steps carefully and solemnly, and did not show his extraordinary lightness skills, but Mu Qingyun also felt that he was walking like a dragonfly, flitting across the lake, very light.

Mu Qingyun thought: His lightness kung fu is very good.

I don't know if I can move Mu Luosheng on a walk.

As long as some of his physical strength is consumed and his state is affected, the detailed task of Xing Xi will be completed.

The referee pinched the time and waved his hand: "Start!"

boom!
In an instant, the audience present were terrified.

No one thought that Xing Xixi, who everyone knew must be at a disadvantage, would strike first.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Mu Luosheng and punched him directly in the face.

The punch was heavy and heavy, and the muscles all over his body were condensed. Mu Qingyun felt as if he saw a tiger descending the mountain.

Everyone was surprised.

Mu Luosheng was obviously surprised for a moment, but he still reacted very quickly, with his head on one side and the back of his epee sword, he suddenly slashed at Xing Xishang's abdomen.

The audience outside the venue instinctively shrank their stomachs.

Xing Xixi was able to control his own instincts, and endured this move, hitting Mu Luosheng's left cheek at the same time.

There was a row of blades on the glove, and Mu Luo's blood spurted out, his face sank slightly, but it seemed that he had not been affected in the slightest. Before the first sword had finished its momentum, the second sword chased after him.

Only then did Xing Xixi pull back and vomited two mouthfuls of blood as he retreated.

He only took a few steps back, and then he jumped forward again.

Mu Luosheng's fluttering expression finally became a little solemn: "Okay, give me a trick——"

For a moment, a viscous, heavy momentum erupted from this moment, as if there was Mount Tai pressing down on the martial arts arena, and everyone even found it difficult to breathe.

Zhuo Yanfei let out a breath: "It doesn't move like a mountain."

This is one of the unique tricks of Zhundao Shengmu Eleven. It is as immovable as a mountain, and when used with an epee, its power is astonishing.

Xing Xixi still didn't retreat, took a deep breath, the muscles of his whole body swelled a circle, and he punched against the overwhelming Mount Tai, and still only hit Mu Luosheng's face.

Mu Qingyun gasped, and asked in a low voice, "Is this crossing the river with a reed?"

Chen Yi hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Wang Jiaoxi.

Wang Jiaoxi did not speak.

Mu Qingyun turned around and suddenly understood.

Since his nickname is Yiweidujiang, his lightness kung fu is of course good, and his nickname is rarely wrong.

But no matter how good the lightness kung fu is, it won't do much harm to Mu Luosheng.

The competition committee thought very well, but Xing Xixi knew it himself. He knew when he saw Mu Luosheng that this person's lightness kung fu was equally good. In imagining the situation where he was hanging someone and looking for an opportunity to injure him, he couldn't do it with lightness kung fu alone. .

Xing Xixi was born in the Vajra Sect. He used to be a monk. He has practiced not only lightness kung fu, but also boxing since he was a child.

The two of them went through thirteen moves in a row, and Xing Xixi was finally hit firmly on the shoulder by Mu Luosheng's sword. He rolled over on his side and fell to the ground, bleeding from his nose, eyes, and ears.

Outside the arena, all the audience held their breaths.

All the warriors stood up, and the atmosphere was tense.

Mu Luosheng's expression was solemn: "Good boxing skills, you are a man, go down."

Xing patted the ground carefully, and flew up. The moment he spoke, he was already beside Mu Luosheng, and the shadow of his fist was flying.

It was still raining.

Xing Xixi's fist is like a stone falling from the sky.

Mu Luosheng's face was also injured, but his sword was not affected at all.

Everyone felt that the sword light on the ring made people's eyes hurt, and the hairs all over their bodies would stand on end.

That sword is faster than a sword, and heavier than a sword.

Xing Xixi became more and more difficult to parry. In the end, he only avoided the ultimate moves that would make him lose his combat effectiveness. As for the others, he forcibly endured them.

Mu Luosheng finally restrained the natural calm in his expression, and smiled: "That's fine, I'll give you a training session."

"From now on, you can no longer practice martial arts, or even walk, but it doesn't matter, this is life."

Xing carefully wiped the blood on his face, but said nothing.

His only task today is to injure the wood and give birth, it is best to be seriously injured.

He must fight for an absolute victory for those who come later.

For this, he would not hesitate to die.

Mu Qingyun curled her fingers, she wanted to persuade Xing to retreat, but for some reason, she couldn't say it.

In a blink of an eye, before Mu Luosheng could finish his sentence, the epee quickly began to spin, and the large pieces of bluestone on the entire ring were cracked inch by inch, and the audience who were close to the ring instinctively began to shrink back.

Zhuo Yanfei stood up suddenly, with a solemn expression: "Thousands of reincarnations!"

Mu Qingyun's eyes were fixed on the epee, and his mind was in a mess. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he said loudly: "Brother—Infinite Prajna is at ease, and the words are silent, the movements are natural!"

Xing Xixi raised his head when he heard the sound, his chest swelled slightly, and suddenly he shouted—"Roar!"

With the sound of shouting, a piece of air engulfed the flying sand and rocks in the martial arts arena, and rushed towards the tree and fell away with the air waves.

Mu Luosheng's fast-spinning epee fell out of his hand in an instant, and almost fell to the ground. His arm muscles swelled, and there was a faint sound of tearing.

At this moment, Xing's thin figure rushed towards him, punching the door in the face, Mu Luosheng raised his left hand to block it, but the whole person took three steps back, and then three steps back, his arms trembled slightly, and his nostrils leaked. A few drops of blood came out, and his face was pale.

Everyone wears arm guards and headgear, but obviously, this arm guard can keep his arm intact, but the pain will still hurt, and the injury will still hurt.

After a successful blow, Xing Xixi lost all his strength, drifted back, and immediately raised his hand to signal that he would admit defeat.

The referee quickly pushed him off the ring and threw him into the crowd of doctors.

Sit in silence.

Mu Luosheng fell silent, retracted his arm, and saluted Xing carefully.

Mu Qingyun also let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she has a good memory.

The sentence she read was from the Huayan Sutra.

"Sitting is Zen, walking is also Zen, a flower is a world, a leaf is a Tathagata, spring comes and flowers grow green, autumn leaves fall, infinite Prajna is at ease, speech is silent, movement and stillness are natural. '.

This contains a martial art, 'One Leaf Tathagata'.

Mu Qingyun also had a flash of inspiration.

Mu Luosheng's "Thousands of Reincarnation" looks like swordsmanship, but it actually requires the mobilization of his five senses of hearing, smell, touch, etc., and it also needs to be controlled to the peak.

At his age, it is still very awkward to perform this move. Mu Qingyun thought of a book called "Sword God Solution" in the materials he had read, and there was a paragraph in it explaining the move of 'One Leaf Tathagata'. .

It seems that Zheng Kemu was born.

But if he called Po directly, he was afraid that Mu Luosheng himself would know the details of this move.

Fortunately, Xing Xixi was born in the Vajra Sect, and was a disciple of the abbot, so he knew the trick of "One Leaf Tathagata".

Mu Luosheng walked down from the ring, nodded humbly and politely to Xing Xixi who was lying on the stretcher, and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment."

"After this time, if I want to come to my reincarnation, I need to be a little more diligent."

Xing Xixi sneered silently.

Mu Luosheng saluted Mu Qingyun again, put his sword on his back, and left the martial arts arena step by step.

After this game, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly seemed much more relaxed.

Mu Qingyun looked around, but still didn't see Situ Qingshuang.

In fact, of course Situ is more important now, but what she mainly wants to see is Lou Ying, the historian.

For such a long time, she has been conscientiously doing her own thing, conscientiously being a hardworking Zhang Qingqing, but when she dreams back at midnight, she still misses that person a little.

After all, that person is pretending to be Teacher Xiaofang in his skin.

Just when the referee wanted to announce Situ Qingshuang's absence, this one came slowly under the heavy rain.

Situ Qingshuang stepped onto the ring, and his opponent, Xue Liang from the Swallow Gate, also heaved a sigh of relief and hastily conceded defeat.

If Situ Qingshuang didn't come, Xue Liang didn't know how to end it.

Everyone knew very well that Situ Qingshuang was the trump card prepared for Mu Luosheng. If it was the first round, would it be possible for him to meet Mu Luosheng?

(End of this chapter)