Knight Cultivation Master

Chapter 110
Master Jingshen paused, and said: "Everyone, the people who will participate in this martial arts leader's competition are Luo Feng, the leader of the Tianyun Sect..."

The Tianyun Gang disciples immediately cheered loudly.

Luo Feng showed a bright smile: "Regardless of winning or losing, this time, I will have a good fight!"

Master Jingshen continued: "Liu Zixu, head of Wudang School, Xu Kongyuan, head of Kunlun School, Ke Buwang, head of Wuxiang Sect, Ouyang Xuan, head of Xuanjia Hall, Murong Luan, head of Wanxian Hall, Lao Zhuang of Feijian Villa The master is Lin Feiyu, the master of the Kunlun Sect is Li Moyou."

"Finally, there is the poor monk and rising star Sun Shaotian!"

Hearing his name, Sun Shaotian's blood boiled in his heart.

The disciples of all sects also clapped their hands and applauded.

Master Jingshen waved his hand: "Everyone, please be quiet. Now, we will use lottery to decide who you will compete with!"

After finishing speaking, Master Jingshen put the note with the names of ten people into an empty wine jar and began to shake it.

After a while, notes were taken out one after another.

The results were soon revealed.

Murong Luan, head of Wanxian Hall, never forgets Ke Buxiang, head of Wuxiang Sect.

Ouyang Xuan, head of Xuanjiatang, confronts Xu Kongyuan, head of Kunlun School.

Liu Zixu, head of the Wudang School, confronts Lin Feiyu, the old owner of Feijian Villa.

Master Jingshen, the abbot of Shaolin, to Sun Shaotian.

Li Moyou, a master of the Kunlun faction, confronts Luo Feng, the leader of the Tianyun sect.

Seeing that his opponent was the abbot of Shaolin, Sun Shaotian was secretly surprised.

However, he calmed down quickly and stopped thinking about it.

Luo Feng had already anticipated this situation and still showed a bright smile.

The duel also started amid the cheers of the crowd.

Murong Luan jumped up and jumped to the square in front of Prince Teng's Pavilion.

Ke Buwang also used lightness kung fu, and followed closely behind.

Murong Luan looked at the other party, with a smile that was not a smile: "Master Ke, I have heard that your 'Wuxiang Shenquan' is very powerful. Today, I will personally ask for advice."

Ke Buwang said solemnly: "Master Murong, you are usually crazy, but today, you have to take it seriously."

Murong Luan showed a maniacal smile, and took the lead in attacking.

"Bagua Qiankun Palm!" Seeing Murong Luan walking back and forth according to the direction of Jiugong Bagua, his palms also slapped along the trend, releasing palm winds one after another.

Although this movement method is not fast, it is erratic, making it difficult to judge.

"Fist shakes the ground!" Ke Buwang swung his right fist and hit the ground hard after flying and dodging continuously.

The ground shook violently.

Murong Luan seemed to have expected it long ago, so he jumped into the air and avoided the attack.

Seeing this, Ke Buwang flew up, waved his fists, and struck continuously, releasing straight-line shock waves.

Murong Luan immediately landed on the ground, hopping sideways, avoiding the attack.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Ke Buwang's fist was full of strength, punching big holes in the ground.

But Murong Luan walked according to the direction of the gossip, left and right, and came in front of the other party.

"Storm!" Ke Buwang roared, and punched Murong Luan [-] times in a row, like a rainstorm.

Murong Luan also waved his palms to resist.

However, Ke Buwang's magical punch still hit Murong Luan's chest and lower abdomen.

Murong Luan was directly sent flying, and fell to the ground abruptly.

"Hmm!" Murong spat out a mouthful of blood, the injury was serious.

Ke Buwang cupped his hands and said: "Master Murong, I have offended you."

"Heavenly Immortal Heart Method!" But at this moment, Murong Luan waved his right palm and pressed it on his chest, a white light flashed.

Murong Luan's internal injuries also healed instantly, intact as before.

The disciples of Wanxiantang applauded and applauded.

Xia Houyang also opened his eyes wide and straightened his neck: "Wanxiantang's internal strength is really exquisite, it can heal internal injuries so quickly, my master will not be able to beat him now."

Seeing this, Ke Buwang was dissatisfied: "Murong Luan, since you refuse to admit defeat, I can only use stronger moves."

Then, Ke Buwang continued to attack with both fists.

Murong Luan also used the "Bagua Qiankun Palm" to resist.

The two of you came and went, making hundreds of moves.

Murong Luan often fell into a disadvantage and was injured by Ke Buwang.

However, relying on his internal strength and mind, he easily healed his injuries and continued to fight.

Ke Buwang is different, although his fists are powerful, but he was injured one after another in Murong Luan's battle of attrition.

These injuries are not serious at all, but they have accumulated a lot, making him a little unbearable.

Under the ebb and flow, Ke Buwang fell into a passive situation instead, and his moves became slower and slower.

Xia Houyang exclaimed: "I can't believe that Murong Luan's tactics are so effective."

Murong Bingyue at the side was very calm, showing a gentle smile: "Brother Sun, my father just likes this way of stalking, and he did that to my mother back then."

Ke Buwang didn't want to continue to consume, leaped high, waved his fists in the air, and attacked continuously.

"Stars are falling!" I saw a huge meteor composed of thousands of airflows falling from the sky and hitting the ground.

Seeing this, Murong Luan hurriedly flew back to avoid the attack.

"Boom boom boom!" The meteor hit the ground, causing a violent explosion, flying sand and rocks for a while, and dust filled the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

Murong Luan was covered in injuries, he stood there unsteadily, but he didn't fall down.

After Ke Buwang used the moves, his internal energy was also exhausted and he was out of breath.

"Auspiciousness from the sky!" At this moment, a white ray of light descended from the sky and landed on the top of Murong Luan's head, repairing the wounds all over his body.

Murong Luan laughed and flew over, waved his right palm, and slapped Ke Buwang's chest.

This move is neither strong nor fast.

But Ke Buwang just couldn't avoid it.

"Crack!" He was knocked to the ground, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he lost his fighting power.

Ke Buwang said unwillingly: "I lost."

Murong Luan started laughing wildly; "Haha, Ke Buwang, I still beat you in the end."

Master Jingshen stepped forward: "Alright, in the first competition, Murong Luan won!"

This kind of result makes the disciples of Wanxian Hall rejoice, but makes the disciples of Wuxiang Sect dejected.

Xia Houyang clenched his fists and kept shaking his head.

The second match also began.

The two sides in the competition are Sun Shaotian and Master Jingshen.

He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, activated the "Nine Suns Divine Art", and jumped onto the square.

Master Jingshen walked over quickly and said enthusiastically, "Sun Shaoxia, are you ready?"

He nodded: "Yes, please enlighten me, Master."

"Qianye Tathagata palm!" Master Jingshen smiled, conjured thousands of palms, and attacked his head, chest and lower abdomen continuously.

"The dragon is in the wild!" Sun Shaotian issued the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" to put himself into a defensive counterattack state for 40 seconds. While dodging, he waved his palms to continuously resist the enemy's attack.

"Boom boom boom!" The palms of the two joined hands, blasting countless big holes in the ground.

Master Jingshen's attack was also completely blocked, not hitting him at all.

(End of this chapter)