Chapter 188 Accident

After Zhang Chengyue walked away, Zhang Xiaohua turned around and saluted the little monk in white clothes like snow: "Zhang Xiaohua in Xiahuanxi Villa, please enlighten me."

The little monk also folded his hands together and said: "Young monk Dalin Temple has enforced the law, please enlighten me."

Zhang Xiaohua saw that her opponent had finished saluting, and when she made a mistake with both fists, she was about to use Beidou Shenquan to attack, so she heard Na Yuan said: "Please wait."

Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yuan Liao asked: "Aren't you a disciple of Misty Sect?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Yes. How do you know?"

Yuan Liao said with a smile: "I listened to what you said to that senior brother Zhang just now, and didn't you introduce yourself as Huanxi Villa?"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua didn't pay attention to these details.

Listening to Yuan, he asked again: "Since you are not a disciple of the Misty Sect, how are you qualified to participate in the Martial Arts Conference?"

Zhang Xiaohua blinked her eyes and said mysteriously: "This is a matter between our Huanxi Villa and Misty Sect. It involves confidentiality. Please forgive me for not being able to answer."

The money seemed endless, and he asked again: "Then Master Zhang asked you just now, do you have the confidence to win against me, how do you say that you only have confidence to draw?"

Zhang Xiaohua said angrily: "You little monk is so unreasonable. What I say to others is my privacy. If you secretly listen to it without my consent, isn't it an infringement of my right to privacy? Now, You actually curiously asked me why, do you want to compete or not, look at other arenas, they are already fighting together."

Yuan Liao said kindly: "The ancients said it well: Know yourself and know your enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. Don't I know your information too? Wait a minute, and I'll tell you about me too. Do you think it's okay?"

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head and said, "I'm not interested in knowing."

Yuan Liao said: "My message is a secret, do you want to hear it?"

Hearing the word "secret", Zhang Xiaohua's eyes lit up, and she said, "Okay then, tell me your secret after finishing this."

Yuan nodded in agreement.

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Because I participated in the Martial Arts Competition and competed twelve times, and ten of them were tied, so I said that I am very confident in the draw. Do you understand?"

Yuan Liao listened, his eyes rolled wildly, and he asked casually: "Then your grades are so poor, how can you enter the third level?"

Zhang Xiaohua didn't care, and said: "I was the worst one to enter the second level, the number plate is 250, and the last one, I can enter the third level, it's all luck, bye, you know? "

Yuan Liao curled his lips and said, "I understand. By the way, I'll ask you one last question."

Zhang Xiaohua was in a hurry, and said: "You haven't finished yet, really don't want to compete?"

Yuan Liao said with a smile: "As for the last question, you only need to answer yes or no."

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said, "This is really the last question."

Yuan Liao asked: "Are you not good at light work?"

Zhang Xiaohua blushed, he was actually able to use the floating technique last time, but he was still very immature, it would be a bit far-fetched to say no now.

Zhang Xiaohua could only nod her head and said, "Yes."

Then, quickly changed the subject and asked, "Tell me your secret."

Na Yuan smiled mysteriously, and said: "My secret is also very simple. Don't look at me coming to the fifth ring, but my martial arts is the highest among the three."

Zhang Xiaohua laughed when she heard this, and naturally looked at the other rings where the battle was in full swing, and said, "I don't believe it. Don't lie to me."

That yuan didn't correct it, just said: "Since you don't believe it, well, Zhang Xiaohua, No. 250, take my trick!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately floated up, her figure was like a swipe of smoke, and she immediately arrived in front of Zhang Xiaohua's eyes, leaving a few blurred afterimages of her figure in the air, her lightness kung fu was extremely brilliant.

Zhang Xiaohua secretly thought it was bad, and said in her mouth: "You little monk, you are actually cheating!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Liao had already leaned forward, his hands were like playing a lute, and he waved his fingers on the acupuncture points all over Zhang Xiaohua's body. With just one touch, he tapped thirty-six major acupuncture points all over Zhang Xiaohua's body. Afterwards, Yuan Liao With a flash of her figure, she arrived behind Zhang Xiaohua, standing tall, with her hands behind her back, looking proudly at the crowds of heads under the ring, with a look of loneliness on her face.

At that time, the bald-headed little monk Yuan Liao, dressed in white snow, was standing on the edge of the arena, only missing a swinging fan, which was even more perfect.

In fact, I have to say that I am showing off, and I have the capital to show off, not to mention how rich and godlike my stinky skin is, just say that it is this exquisite acupressure technique, which is the middle class of the third-level commoner of the Misty School. It's hard to come by.

As we all know, the technique of acupressure is to use internal force to penetrate the acupuncture points of the body in order to produce an effect, and if the internal force can be condensed into the thin side of the needle, without ten years of hard training, there is no extravagant hope at all. In the Misty Sect, only disciples who have reached the fourth rank of commoner and have reached a certain level of internal strength will pass the assessment of internal strength and teach them as appropriate.

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiaohua has never encountered the acupressure technique in the first-level commoner test.

And the Misty Sect also has some talented people who can reach the level of practicing acupoints at the third level of commoner, but it is difficult to find those who are as proficient as Xiang Yuan and have deep inner strength. Only the fourth level of commoner Only disciples can compare.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration for Yuan Liao to say that he is the most powerful of the three.

No wonder he stood aside, let the wind blow his robes, his face was full of loneliness, the genius is lonely.

Just as Yuan Liao was standing on the edge of the ring very satisfied, showing off his coquettishness at will, feeling the increasingly surprised eyes of the Misty Sect disciples below the ring, and the increasingly peaceful atmosphere around the fifth ring, he was very excited. Enjoying it, he thought to himself: "What a bunch of bumpkins, haven't you ever been a genius?"

Alas, what a state this is, how convincing this is, isn't this exactly the state that Elder Chang Geng asked himself to achieve?

However, Yuan Liao, who was intoxicated with self-satisfaction, suddenly found a trace of disharmony. Yuan Liao found that the increasingly surprised eyes of the crowd in the arena were not focused on him, but went beyond him and concentrated on his own body. Behind him, suddenly, he felt a little uneasy, and when he was about to look back, he heard a loud voice from behind: "Get down for me!"

Then, there was a huge force coming from my buttocks, I felt a kick on my buttocks, kicking myself to the bottom of the ring. Steady his body, but the kick on the butt was too strong, no matter what, he couldn't stand still.

In an instant, his figure had fallen outside the ring.

However, at this moment, a little monk named Yuan Liao tapped the instep of his left foot with the toe of his right foot. As soon as the internal force in his dantian grew, his whole figure grew taller. A kite turned over and landed on the ring, and everyone in the audience The disciples couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.

However, before he landed on the ring, he saw a small fist suddenly in front of his eyes, hitting his face, Yuan sneered, and was about to put his palm on the fist, ready to use his strength to use his strength. He jumped onto the ring again, but just as he was about to hit it, that fist shrank, and another fist hit his face again. At this time, the old strength that had been lost was gone, and the new strength was not born. The circulation is also stagnant, his figure stopped right there, if he wanted to get on the ring again, he had to catch the fist that hit him, turned his heart, gritted his teeth, stretched out another hand vigorously, and climbed towards that fist.

This time the fist did not retract, it was still straight, hitting his palm, Yuan Liao secretly smiled in his heart, if this fist was caught by his own palm, even if he couldn't make it to the ring, he would have to pull him down, maybe Whoever loses wins.

But when the fists and palms intersected, there was a force in the fist that was stronger than before, and immediately hit Yuan Liao down vigorously. If the internal force was endless, or standing on flat ground, the Yuan Liao would be hit by hundreds of thousands of hits. The way to avoid it, but at this time, the new energy has not yet been generated, the internal energy is stagnant, and the figure is still in the air. How can there be other results?

I saw Yuan Liao's white body, just so helplessly shot down into the dust.

The disciples under the fifth arena looked very puzzled. The two on this arena were muttering at first and didn’t know what to say. They hadn’t started when there were more fights in other arenas. Moreover, the two were talking, The No. 250 of the Misty Sect looked at the other arenas, and at the moment when he was distracted, the little monk in white used acupressure technique to touch the other party's thirty-six major acupoints all over, and all the disciples turned pale with shock. What a genius this is, he can do acupuncture at such a young age.

But what surprised them was still behind, the little monk who knew acupuncture points was standing coquettishly on the edge of the ring, while No. 250, whose acupuncture points had been tapped by him, was looking around and up and down like a normal person , scratched his head, and then looked at the little monk standing on the edge of the ring, what happened, made the little monk give up the attack, and stood on the edge of the ring on his own initiative?

Facing the astonished eyes of all the disciples in the audience, disciple No. 250 shrugged and made a grimace, then let out a loud shout, kicked him up in the air, and kicked him off the ring with the "Pingsha Luoyan Style"!

Until the little monk in white fell to the ground helplessly, the disciples off stage No. 5 couldn't believe their eyes. Is this a competition or an act?

But the little monk of Dalin Temple has indeed landed, that is to say, No. 250, the worst No. 250 in the ring on the 5th, was the first to kick the monk of Dalin Temple off the ring!

What kind of realm is this? !

The disciples under the ring No. 5 were stunned for a moment, no longer caring about gang rules and face, and cheered like thunder.

This thunderous cheer actually affected the competition in the other four arenas, everyone was distracted, even Tang Shi, who had been at a disadvantage in the No. Fighting more and more courageously, finally forced the opponent off the ring and won the second victory.

In the other two competitions where Misty sent his own players to face off, they also had no intention of taking up the challenge, and they all passed the challenge.

Only the contestants in the fourth ring were indeed much worse than the young monk in Dalin Temple, so they failed the challenge.

The Misty School achieved such an achievement, but it was beyond everyone's expectations.

As early as Zhang Xiaohua climbed into the ring, Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng noticed the movements in the fifth ring.

Needless to say, Monk Chang Geng, that yuan is his trump card, and it must be the focus of his attention; as for Ou Peng, not to mention feeling that Monk Chang Geng is particularly looking at the fifth ring, the ancients said it well: the enemy What I want is what I want. Since you pay attention to the fifth ring, I naturally have to pay more attention to the fifth ring. Just because the challenger of the fifth ring has not jumped into the ring, Ou Peng will be very angry. Do you want to take a look? Even Ou Peng wondered if it was because the lowest-ranked disciple didn't dare to fight because of stage fright.

But when Zhang Xiaohua swiftly climbed onto the ring, Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng finally understood what was going on, and the minds of both of them changed greatly.

Ou Peng's mood was both surprised and delighted.

The reason for the surprise is naturally that I don't know how this young man from Chinese herbal medicine in Huanxi Villa got to the Martial Arts Competition, and even made it to the challenge competition of the third level. No. 10's doubts were relieved. He still knew a little bit about Zhang Xiaohua's background. It was very rare to be able to break in. If he wasn't the last one, who else could it be?

The reason for the joy is also very simple, since the arena that Monk Chang Geng paid attention to, it is naturally a battle that he is sure of, not to mention, the ancients said: Tian Ji races horses, avoids weaknesses and maximizes strengths. Zhang Xiaohua, the last one, obviously attracted a good player from Dalin Temple. Of course he will fail the challenge, but he can use the worst horse to outperform the enemy's best horse. Ou Peng is still happy to see such a cheap thing. of. What's more, this horse is not his own in the first place, so what does his life and death have to do with Ou Peng?

Ou Peng was secretly happy, and Monk Chang Geng's expression turned ugly.

This little monk is just as he said, he is the one with the strongest cultivation among several young monks, and monk Chang Geng still wants to use him to humiliate all the young disciples of the Misty Sect. Meeting an opponent who was so weak that it couldn't be weaker (that's right, is there anyone weaker than a disciple who can't even practice lightness kung fu?), although he could easily win this competition, he also lost a great advantage. Chance.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua and Yuan Liao on the ring chatted like old friends, and the monk Chang Geng in the audience rolled his eyes, pondered for a while, and said to Ou Peng: "Master Ou, I seem to have suddenly thought of a problem. Just now we The rules mentioned seem to be a bit inappropriate, and I want to modify it a little bit."

Ou Peng felt a "thump" in his heart, and asked cautiously: "Isn't it Master who wants to modify it?"

Monk Chang Geng said with a smile: "What we just said was just the result of a competition. Naturally, the loser cannot compete again, but what about the disciple who won? Can the next competition continue?"

Ou Peng gritted his teeth secretly, thinking: "This old bald donkey, you set the rules, what can I say? Even if you didn't say anything about the competition below, what do you want me to say? Didn't you just see When my disciple meets a weaker player, he is afraid that he will have to compete once, so he can't try more."

Therefore, Ou Peng pretended to be thinking, and said: "Then according to what the master said, if you lose one game, you can no longer participate in the competition, and the winner of the competition can still participate in the next competition."

In fact, when Ou Peng was pretending to think, Yuan Liao started his grand scheme of acupoint acupuncture. However, in the eyes of Ou Peng and Chang Geng, this kind of skill is not worth mentioning, so they watched while talking, And Zhang Xiaohua looked around strangely, and when he was not clicked, Ou Peng was speaking.

When Ou Peng finished speaking, Zhang Xiaohua also just said Yuan and kicked off the ring!

The cooperation between the two cannot but be said to be a tacit understanding.

On the other hand, Monk Chang Geng, seeing Yuan Liao being kicked off the ring, couldn't help being shocked, he lost his composure, and stood up, but just halfway through, he immediately realized his disrespect, and when he sat down again, he was Hearing the end of Ou Peng's words. I couldn't help being furious in my heart, and thought to myself: "Did this guy collude with the little guy in the ring? He didn't do it until I finished speaking. If I did it earlier, wouldn't I be able to redefine the rules so that the loser will be able to fight?" Players who have died can be resurrected again, but now that the words have been spoken, it is like pouring water, how can they be taken back?"

Monk Chang Geng looked helplessly at the other side of the ring, nodded heavily, extremely unhappy.

Seeing Monk Chang Geng's embarrassing appearance, Ou Peng felt overjoyed, and thought: "Could it be that the person in the legend is not as good as God?"

At this time, Zhang Chengyue also walked back to the reed mat shed. He jumped off the ring just now, so he couldn't perform lightness kung fu in front of everyone, so he had to walk back step by step. His back was facing the reed mat shed. The competition on the No. 1 ring was over. Hearing the cheers behind him, Zhang Chengyue naturally turned around to watch, only to see Zhang Xiaohua standing there alone, clasping her fists back and forth, triumphant, and even more puzzled in her heart.

Seeing Zhang Chengyue coming back, Ou Peng beckoned him to come over, then leaned into Zhang Chengyue's ear and asked, "What's the matter with Zhang Chengyue?"

Zhang Chengyue also whispered: "It's Zhang Xiaohua, and the disciples didn't understand the reason. They won when left and right, so let's ask later."

Ou Peng nodded with a smile on his eyes.

Not long after, the competition of the five arenas ended, the disciples of Misty Sect all jumped off the arena, the three young monks from Dalin Temple walked back to the reed mat shed, the three young monks all stood still one by one, clasped their palms together to salute Monk Chang Geng, Two of them were ashamed, and the little monk with snow-like robes was even more flushed.

Monk Chang Geng was also a bachelor, so he rarely smiled, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I brought you to the Misty Sect to learn martial arts, so that you don't have to wait behind closed doors to broaden your horizons and just think that you are the leader in the martial arts world. I have tried it once with my disciples, so I know that I am a frog in the well, and I will work harder after I go back, so that I can live up to today's defeat."

The three young monks didn't know if they could listen, but they just saluted and went back to the back of the monk Chang Geng.

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