disguised holy monk

Xuanqing agreed, and everyone in the martial arts world naturally couldn't object anymore, not to mention that this matter related to the reputation of the entire martial arts world in the Southern Dynasty, and they really wanted to test Xuanqing's ability.

It's just that Jiang Qimo, who had been indifferent to everything from the beginning, said now, "You can no longer use your internal strength."

His voice was not loud, but the few people standing beside Xuan Qing could hear him clearly.

Jiang Qimo's handsome brows were indifferent, but he looked at Xuan Qing with serious eyes, "I haven't found the reason why your inner breath is blocked. If you blindly use your inner force forcibly, the damage to your body will be irreversible."

As a doctor, he knew Xuanqing's body best. After explaining the reason, several martial arts people standing nearby also heard it, and couldn't help whispering for a while.

It sounds like Master Xuanqing's injury is very troublesome, and I don't know if he can play... But now that the opponent has challenged to the door, what can he do if he doesn't make a move?

Everyone looked worried.

It was just now that Wuku and Wuxin knew that this white-haired young man was a doctor they met on the road, and he had excellent medical skills.Although they had known about Xuan Qing's body for a long time, Xuan Qing kept reassuring them, and there was no serious problem in their daily life.But now that even the doctor said that, they couldn't help but get nervous.

"Master, don't go..."

Xuan Qing looked at the people in a circle and looked at him worriedly, and sighed, "Don't worry, I know my body best. What's more, I can't afford to refuse now."

His eyes passed through the crowd and collided with Amaro on the other side of the high platform, his dark eyes collided into each other's eyes, and even the aura around him changed instantly.

The voices of their conversation were not loud, but with the internal strength of Amaro and Wuying, they naturally heard the content of their conversation.

Amaro turned the prayer beads in his hand, and looked at Xuanqing calmly, his inexplicable eyes did not know what he was thinking.

Wuying glanced at Xuanqing, stopped in front of Amaro suddenly, and said coldly: "Only when you defeat me can you be qualified to challenge my master."

"Wuying..." Xuan Qing frowned slightly, wanting to call him back.If Wuying hadn't lost all her memories, she might still be able to fight Amaro, but now...

It's just that before Xuanqing finished speaking, Wuying had already made a move, and his Arhat fist was fast and hard, hitting Amaro's face directly.

Everyone exclaimed as they watched, it turned out that Wuying's fastest speed was not before.

Amaro's black eyes were heavy, and there was a slight smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, as if he didn't pay attention to him. Facing the coming punch, his monk's robe was slightly raised, and he didn't know him. How did he move, he dodged sideways easily, and then raised his hand to point Wuying's upper arm.

A strong wind hit, and a chill rolled up the back, and Wuying had to withdraw his hand quickly due to the dangerous intuition.His fist was too fast, and the strength he withdrew rushed to him and he took two steps back. There was a surge of breath in his heart, and his heart felt oppressed by the impact.

With just one move, Wuying was easily forced back, Amaro turned his fingers into palms, and a strong wind hit him, Wuying managed to dodge, and the stone pillar behind him was crushed by a palm.The gravel flew around, and everyone couldn't see how Amaro moved. In a moment, he was in front of Wuying, and the set of thousand palms was dazzling.

Amaro had seen earlier that although Wuying had profound inner strength, he only knew the simplest moves.And he has studied various martial arts since he was a child, and he can absorb the exquisite moves of all rivers and rivers. Even for people with comparable internal strength, he will have an advantage.At this time, Wuying could only defend with punches honestly, and if he lost his moves, he soon showed a disadvantage.

From the perspective of outsiders, it seemed that Amoluo seemed to deal with Wuying with ease and ease, and everyone was sweating for Xuanqing for a while——Amoluo had never made a move, and his disciple was already so powerful.Now such a powerful Wuying was easily repulsed by him, how could Xuan Qing, who looked even weaker and was rumored to be seriously ill, beat him?

Amaro seemed to have finally decided to end this competition. He concentrated his hands and hit a strong palm wind. The wind swept across, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Wait!" Xuan Qing, who had been watching the arena closely, changed his expression, and flew directly onto the stage from his position.

"Master, be careful!" Everyone also raised their hearts.

I saw Xuanqing's robe fluttering and lightly blocking Wuying's body, and the wide sleeves of the robe were raised, and the internal force surged, and after a wave of fluctuations, Amaro's powerful palm wind instantly became invisible.

And Xuanqing stood on the spot, his snow-white monk's robe still fluttering in the wind, he stood tall, as steady as a rock.

The people who were still worried just now were stunned—this TM means that there is an internal injury and it is not appropriate to use internal force?

Xuan Qing glanced at the unobstructed Wuying behind him, and the worried face just relaxed a little.

Amaro didn't mind that the other party dispelled his palm, but looked at Wuying with a slight smile and said, "Am I qualified now?"

He still remembered what Wuying said earlier.

Hearing this, Wuying clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out—he still needed Xuan Qing to help him.

Seeing his ugly face, Xuan Qing couldn't help but patted his arm comfortingly, and said softly, "Wu Ying, go down and rest first."

"Master..." Wuying's icy black eyes were rarely emotionally complicated, but the concern contained therein could not be mistaken.

Xuan Qing shook his head slightly, signaling him not to worry, "You've already done enough."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xuan Qing could not avoid this battle.

Wuying pursed his lips tightly, then stepped off the stage, stood aside, and did not go far away, so that he could step forward whenever there was any problem.

Wuku and Wuxin also came over, watching the clenched fists in the field, they couldn't even beat Wuying, so they could only restrain the urge to rush forward at this moment.

Amoluo looked at Xuan Qing, and just now the opponent only made one move, which aroused his strong fighting spirit. At this moment, he seemed to be sure whether the opponent was really injured. He raised his eyebrows and said: "Xuanqing, if you feel unwell , we can fight another day."

Xuan Qing stood there quietly, didn't say much, just raised her hand and said calmly, "Please."

... Hurry up, hurry up!Don't stand in his way!