Final Priesthood

Chapter 234 What is this move called?

 I saw two figures walking towards the door of the martial arts hall.

The leader is a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair and black eyes, handsome appearance, and a faint air of superiority in his movements.

 “Is this the gentleman you are talking about?”

The middle-aged man named Liao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the peregrine falcon.

Peregrine Falcon ignored him, just bowed his head and saluted respectfully and said hello to the visitor.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liao noticed the red bear mark printed on the left chest of the person following the young man, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Before coming here, he had thought that the person Huang Xiong was looking for was probably a red bear-level figure. Outside of Xia Bang, the high-level figures Huang Xiong could come into contact with were almost at the red bear level.

But looking at the current situation, I am afraid that the son-in-law of a big shot above the red bear level came to him to learn how to shoot.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man surnamed Liao felt a little relaxed.

 Being young also means that he is easy to fool around. It seems that his teaching this trip will be much easier than he expected.

The young man quickly walked up to the middle-aged man named Liao. Seeing that he had a gentle temper, he smiled politely at him.

Middle-aged man surnamed Liao returned the greeting with a slightly reserved fist and cupped his fists.

“Mr. Liao Yu Liao is the president of the Southeast Spearmanship Association, the vice president of the Xia Guoleng Spearmanship Association, and the vice president of the Xia Guoleng Weapon Fighting Association.

 An ancient martial arts master who uses spears to bring his true meaning to life, a true master of spear skills. "

Peregrine Falcon came up and quickly introduced the identity of the middle-aged man named Liao to Lu Yuan.

 The latter smiled when he heard this and said nothing, but there was a hint of pride in his brows.

 “I have admired the great name for a long time.”

Lu Yuan smiled and nodded at the middle-aged man named Liao, and then asked the strong red bear man next to him in a low voice: "What are the conditions for inviting you here?"

The red bear brawny man quickly replied: "This Liao Yu's youngest son wants to compete for the position in the east this year, but his advantage is not obvious among several candidates. I promise to say hello to the east for him."

"oh."

Lu Yuan nodded and said nothing, but raised his eyes and looked Liao Yu up and down.

Liao Yu looks like he is in his early forties from the outside, but his actual age may be older. After all, fighters have strong bodies, abundant energy and blood, and their bodies age much more slowly than ordinary people.

Hand in his hand is a cold-weapon spear with a lead-gray body and a silver-white tip. The whole person feels as if he is integrated with the spear, which is quite impressive.

This is the first time Lu Yuan has seen such a fighter who specializes in cold weapon martial arts.

Whether it is official or private, there are very few cold weapon fighting competitions, so warriors who specialize in cold weapons are considered a niche group even in the ancient martial arts world.

After all, this is a society ruled by law, and cannons and mechas are rampant. You can practice boxing and kicking and compete in competitions to gain fame.

 Learning cold weapons is indeed somewhat useless.

 It is difficult for some people to persevere, even if they have entered the true artistic conception.

“What kind of marksmanship did Mr. Liao learn? What school did he inherit?”

Lu Yuan asked.

Liao Yu said calmly: "There is no school, just family tradition. The marksmanship is called **** battle, with a total of one hundred and thirty-two styles and thousands of variations."

“A **** battle? It sounds like marksmanship honed on the battlefield.”

 “Liao’s ancestors had generals.”

 “Amazing.”

Lu Yuan nodded, ended the simple greetings, and said to Liao Yu: "Mr. Liao, you can start now. I will first learn Mr. Liao's **** battle marksmanship."

Liao Yu looked startled, and then saw the peregrine falcon and the strong red bear man beside Lu Yuan taking a few steps back.

Liao Yu frowned slightly and said, "Let's change it to someone else. A swordsman has no eyes."

  “It doesn’t matter.”

Lu Yuan interrupted Liao Yu, shook his head and said: "Mr. Liao, feel free to use it. The damage caused by cold weapons here is not irreparable."

Liao Yu's eyes flickered and he said, "Then I'll change my gun."

"Need not."

　　The road is far away and the road is far away.

Liao Yu's complexion darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint aura gathering around him.

Suddenly chuckled, and the spear in his hand jumped out like a dragon, its sharp edge approaching the door facing Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan stood there calmly, without any fluctuation on his face.

A silver-white spear tip was quietly hovering less than an inch away from his eyebrows, trembling crazily at an ultra-high frequency.

Red Bear Strong Man and Peregrine Falcon frowned as they watched, subconsciously wanting to step forward, but Lu Yuan raised his hand to stop them.

 “Mr. Liao, can we officially start now?”

 At this time, Liao Yu was also very serious.

His shot test, no matter how strong Lu Yuan is, at least his character that remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain is far beyond the vast majority of skilled fighters.

 It's worth his while.

 “Then you have to be careful.”

Liao Yu spoke softly, and when he said the last word, the ending sound suddenly lengthened.

 Then his body twisted, and the spear hanging in front of Lu Yuan quickly retracted, and then he thrust out again at a faster speed than before.

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There was a dull sound as if it had been punched into a thick wooden board.

 Lu Yuan lowered his head slightly and watched as the spear in Liao Yu's hand was stabbed below his left sternum. The tip of the spear was firmly resisted by the powerful physique tempered by 22 points of physical fitness and various horizontal martial arts, and could not move forward even an inch.

"Well"

Liao Yu was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't use all his strength just now, the force of the gun was several tons, plus the long gun in his hand was made of super alloy.

Even a solid cement pillar made of high-strength concrete can be punctured and broken in one go.

As a result, Lu Yuan’s skin membrane was not even punctured.

Just kidding?

 “Xinwu?”

 Liao Yu reacted quickly.

Lu Yuan didn’t answer, just smiled.

 Liao Yu was completely relieved.

No wonder the man in front of me was so young that he dared to try his gun. It turned out that he had been transplanted with a new defensive weapon.

Then there is really no need for him to hold back.

Thinking, a cold light flashed in Liao Yu's eyes, and the spear in his hand danced, and a rich white light of power bloomed on his arms and spear.

In an instant, he shook his hands and thrust out hundreds or thousands of spears from a distance.

The spear tore through the air, emitting a dense and sharp low whistle, transforming into numerous gun shadows, pouring down like a violent storm.

Lu Yuanyuan did not dodge, but stood still.

He watched as the clothes on his upper body made of ordinary materials blossomed and shattered like snowflakes under Liao Yu's gun skills.

  Revealing the muscles with almost perfect contours underneath.

A large number of dense red dots appeared on his chest, then quickly disappeared, and then appeared again

 At first Lu Yuan felt neither pain nor itching, but gradually he felt a stinging sensation.

　A certain moment.

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The skin was broken somewhere where the tip of the spear had been poked dozens or even hundreds of times, and a drop of blood seeped out.

"Cold weapons indeed have their advantages. Such ordinary strength and ordinary strength can actually hurt me. If it were fists and kicks, it would be impossible."

Lu Yuan blinked his eyes, and then took a breath.

In an instant, his body expanded slightly, and nine blood lines snaked out of his chest, forming a dragon shape.

The golden martial power rushed out, and in just half a breath, his whole body was dyed into a brilliant golden color.

 The next second, the sound of Liao Yu's gun hitting Zhong Luyuan immediately changed to—

 “ding-dong-dang-dang.”

 It was like the sound of a bullet being bounced off a metal plate.

Liao Yu, who was drawing the gun, shook his hands, and even the speed of the gun was slowed down by a minute. A look of strong shock and disbelief was instantly revealed on his face.

 The voice also became high-pitched and distorted.

“Tiangang Balie. Amitabha Golden Clothes”

 “Are you Chun Wu?!”

Lu Yuan has now seen that on the [Fighter] panel, the experience points of several horizontal martial arts such as lv3 [Amitabha Golden Clothes], lv2 [Tiangang Balie] and lv2 [Kasaya Kung Fu] are increasing rapidly.

 Suddenly his eyes lit up, feeling unexpectedly happy.

So he stepped forward and directly faced Liao Yu's spear.

“Mr. Liao’s marksmanship is good, but unfortunately his power is a bit weak, so it’s almost useless.”

Liao Yu recovered from the brief shock and confusion. When he heard Lu Yuan's words, he gritted his teeth and the light of strength in his body became even stronger.

Suddenly shouted: "A **** battle with thousands of armies!"

 “Boom!”

If Liao Yu's marksmanship before was like a storm, then now, it's like a stormy sea!

 The sound of spears piercing the air could almost be heard in the huge martial arts gym.

The dense shadow of the gun in front of Liao Yu seemed to turn into a raging black tide, swallowing up most of Lu Yuan's body. Only the occasional golden light and the continuous jingling sound proved Lu Yuan's existence.

Under Liao Yu's clothes, the muscles of his arms were taut and veins were protruding. Sweat was pouring from his face and back, and his face looked a little ferocious.

At this time, he had forgotten that this was just a simple gun test, and there was almost only one thought left in his mind - to penetrate his defense! pierce his defenses

"Ding!"

An extremely clear sound sounded, the gun shadows all over the sky disappeared, and the continuous clanking sound disappeared.

Liao Yu paused in holding the gun. After a moment of shock, joy and hope gradually appeared on his face.

 Have broken the defense?

 However, the next second.

 He looked stunned.

Lu Yuan, who was naked from the waist up, covered with a faint golden light, with nine streaks of blood on his chest, and no trace of any scars on his body, raised his right hand, the index and middle fingers of his right hand came together, and gently held the tip of his spear. He shook his head with disappointment and sighed: "Mr. Liao's marksmanship does not look like it was honed on the battlefield, it looks more like it was performed on the stage.

 Mr. Liao, are you here just for fun? "

"Well"

 Liao Yu looked dull for a few seconds.

 The next moment, a great feeling of humiliation and anger emerged from his face.

"Shut up!"

Liao Yu almost shouted this.

Lu Yuan quietly let go, letting Liao Yu take back the spear, his eyes clear, with a hint of expectation.

Liao Yu's violent jab just now caused his experience points in several horizontal martial arts to skyrocket by dozens to hundreds of experience points.

Regardless of anything else, Liao Yu is worth keeping for his role in assisting cultivation.

 And he deliberately used sarcastic words, as if he was forcing the other party to use some trick to suppress the situation.

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Liao Yu took a deep breath like a whale sucking water, retracted his spear, held it behind his back with one hand, and pointed it at Lu Yuan in a gesture that looked like throwing.

A wave of true meaning spread out from his body, quickly forming a blurred shadow of a warrior wearing armor above his head.

And Liao Yu's whole body was filled with a decisive and tragic aura.

At this moment, Lu Yuan felt a sting between his eyebrows, as if he was locked by something extremely sharp.

Even the faces of Red Bear Strong Man and Peregrine Falcon, who were standing aside to watch the battle, changed a bit.

Lu Yuan's eyes were not nervous at all, but instead there was a brighter and brighter light.

Lest Liao Yu wake up from his rage and make this killing move aborted, Lu Yuan simply added fuel to the fire and laughed loudly: "Mr. Liao's move is not bad, it looks a bit like a circus juggler."

"kill!"

The blood in Liao Yu's eyes surged. He let out a low drink, his shoulders shook, and the arm holding the gun seemed to disappear.

Immediately afterwards, something seemed to explode suddenly in the huge martial arts hall, and an invisible barrier was broken.

　　No one could clearly see the trajectory of the spear cutting through the air, only a "buzz" sound could be heard.

 An extremely thick and heavy aura rose from the ground and spread quickly, as if a majestic wave suddenly came and weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

Liao Yu's mind immediately returned to clarity as soon as the spear was pierced, and he realized that he had actually used a decisive move in his family's marksmanship.

 The person used to deal with it was still a very noble and important figure.

 Her face suddenly changed wildly.

 But before he could panic for long, the expression on his face immediately froze and froze.

In front of him, he saw an upright young man with his hands clasped together, holding his spear tightly to his chest.

The barrel of the spear was still buzzing and trembling.

The young man's feet were plowed into two deep ravines, seven or eight meters long, and large pieces of floor bricks were rolled up.

 And behind him.

A full 15 meters high, like a black magic mountain, the true image of an elephant-headed human body is suspended, constantly exuding a terrifying aura like rolling mountains.

Liao Yu made a "plop" sound, and he fell to his knees directly under this terrible pressure due to exhaustion of energy.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him that was beyond his cognitive scope, his Adam's apple twitching, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

  In the air that seemed to have become stagnant, a voice slowly sounded.

 “What’s this trick called?”

Liao Yu slowly turned his head with a dull look on his face. He saw that the young man standing under the majestic Elephant Man's true will had raised his face.

His eyes were burning, and there was an inexplicable look on his handsome face.

 Liao Yu subconsciously replied: “It’s a desperate move.”

"not good."

Lu Yuan slowly held the spear in his palm, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word: "It should be called the first move!"

 “I will learn this trick from Mr. Liao.”

Good brother Xianyu’s new book is very interesting. Book title "Crown of Shadows"

Introduction: Gods play chess, and all living beings play chess.

All human beings are forced into wars between high-dimensional gods and become subjugated by the gods.

Zhao’s game chess pieces

Su Nian originally thought that he could not escape the fate of becoming a **** of the gods, until

When he turned 18, he set foot on the gods for the first time as a conscripted warrior.

On the battlefield, I found that there seemed to be a slight problem with my start.

 (End of this chapter)