Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 273 The Collision of Two Iron Rules

The way of balance exists in all things.

"When the moon is full, it will lose, and when the sun is mid-day, it will be dire." "Decline is the end of prosperity, and prosperity is the beginning of decline." Clarified a "moderate balance" of the truth.

From a small point of view, the way of balance that Ling Ya comprehends is only at the level of "quasi-balance".Used in martial arts confrontation, the opponent's attack will be counterattacked with equal strength, and the two are almost canceled out at the same time, turning into nothingness.However, what Lingya consumes is only the power of rules. The longer the battle, the more beneficial it will be for Lingya.

If one day Ling Ya can truly comprehend the essence of the Dao of "Balance", it will be another realm - "Mystery of all things".

"Sure enough, one drink and one peck, all things generate and restrain each other, this is the principle!"

Liu Suifeng sighed sincerely, then bowed his head in thought, what if he met Ling Ya?

But he didn't know that Xiao Qianli, who was standing next to him with his hands behind his back, quietly looked at the two people facing each other on the stage, but his heart was surging.

"There is really someone who can master the extreme martial art of balance? Even if it's just a rudimentary rule, it can greatly improve combat power!"

He turned his mind, but couldn't help laughing.

"Following the wind, the beginning of the sky, Ah Xun's way of barrenness, which one is not a law against the sky? Why can't people control the balance?"

Qin Yuyao stared at Liu Suifeng who was contemplating with her big black eyes, took a few steps towards Xiao Qianli curiously, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Xiao, what kind of balance do you mean... and Second Brother Chu The barrenness of the two, which one is higher?"

"There is no distinction between high and low realms, but there are high and low cultivation bases!"

Xiao Qianli didn't mince words, and revealed the true background of the two of them.He slowly said: "Both of these are extremely clever rules, it just depends on who controls them more closely. In other words, whichever side polishes itself more carefully, whoever has a better chance of winning."

He paused, then smiled lightly: "Besides, martial arts focus on self-cultivation, self-cultivation, and spiritual cultivation. Even if it is the most brilliant law, if it is not used properly, what is the difference from a child holding a sledgehammer? "

Qin Yuyao looked half-understood, and wanted to ask again, but saw that the two of them had collided heavily in the ring.

After finding out the details of his opponent, Chu Xun's boxing moves have changed. After fusing "Hundred Cracks" and "Zuo Wang Sutra", he obtained a brand new martial art "Chaos Collapsing Heaven Fist" with one punch. Come out, every punch is full of barren power, as far as the punch reaches, the wooden pillars on the edge of the ring are dry and wrinkled, and the vitality is continuously drawn out, as if there is an invisible space of time shrouded in it. A hundred years later.

"What an overbearing way of desolation..."

Seeing Chu Xun's power, many people gasped, and some swallowed with difficulty, and murmured: "I'm afraid that if I get punched, the desolation in the punch will immediately seize life and become Become an old man!"

"Before you became an old man, you were already dehydrated to death!" Another person sarcastically said.

"Then what should I do? Is there no way to deal with it?"

"Ahem!" The person who spoke coughed a few times, hesitated for a moment, and then tried to answer, "Perhaps protecting yourself with true energy can slow down the desolation?"

An unattractive old man nodded and said: "What you said is very true! The higher the internal strength is, the more it can resist the erosion of barrenness. In the final analysis, the way of martial arts is internal, and the deeper the skill, the less influence the opponent can exert on you. .”

Under the influence of the law of desolation, Ling Ya's expression also became more dignified, and the long sword became extremely heavy and slow. Every time he stabbed with the sword, the fist strength eroded from the blade turned the skin of his right hand into yellow and aging. Under the effect of the way of balance, it continues to dissipate and transform into a normal skin color, and the barren artistic conception is also balanced and distributed to the universe.

"The passage of time is absolutely irreversible and irreversible! Desolation is only an artistic conception, a law of the movement of heaven and earth." In the wooden pavilion of the Qingcheng School, a senior Taoist stared at the scene on the ring, slowly Explain in detail to the disciples sitting around.

"The general situation cannot be changed, but the small situation can be changed! This is the strongest point of innate martial arts! The way of desolation can be ranked among the most powerful laws, and it must not be underestimated. In a fixed small area, with the help of the mighty power of heaven and earth, draw All vitality seems to have changed the rules of time, and this is the frightening thing about desolation. Especially this son is good at earthwork exercises, and the superposition of the two makes it even more powerful."

More martial arts masters in the realm of transforming qi greedily stared at every move of the two on the ring. They hadn't touched the barrier of heaven and earth, so naturally they couldn't understand what this "law" meant.But it doesn't prevent them from seeing clearly that all kinds of incredible and strange phenomena continue to occur in the arena.

Every punch is a desolate artistic conception that deprives vitality, and every cracking by Ling Ya is a rebuilding of balance from disorder to order.For these martial artists in the state of transforming energy, it is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In this case, the duel between the two is simply the best teacher. I am afraid that these people will not understand the artistic conception of the law and repeat the meaning of the law. Cast and rebuild.

The endless attack is still going on. This time, Chu Xun's fist power covered half of the arena, and there was only a crisp "click", and the arena could no longer withstand the continuous erosion of barrenness, and the solid floor turned into dust .

However, where Ling Ya's sword qi passed, the arena that had been turned into dust could no longer restore its original appearance. There were already countless cracks on the body of the green steel long sword, and it was broken from it under the continuous confrontation of the two powerful zhen qi , the half-truncated sword fell to the ground with a "jingle".

At the same time as the sword was broken, Ling Ya let out a low shout, and a turquoise light continuously circulated on the remaining half of the sword, and then violently erupted, sweeping across the audience.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the aura of desolation exerted by Chu Xun dissipated in a large area, and almost in a very short period of time, the majestic Chaos Collapsing Heaven Fist became riddled with holes.

The space was constantly oscillating, the half-broken sword in Ling Ya's hand had countless faint green brilliance continuously flowing, and with a crisp "Zheng", the remaining broken sword suddenly burst open, turning into countless small green steel fragments, which were scattered one after another. spilled on the ground.

Ling Ya took two steps back, looked down at the bare hilt of the sword, shook her head and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your mercy!"

Chu Xun laughed and said, "If you don't have the weapon in your hand, if it's my brother's Falling Moon Sword, or Master Lu's Yingying Sword, I think I won't be able to win it so easily."

Ling Ya sighed, "I've tried my best, but I still can't push you beyond your limit, even if you have magic weapons in hand."

He raised his head and looked at Chu Xun seriously, and said in a deep voice: "The realm of transforming gods, I invite you to fight again!"

Chu Xun laughed and said, "I'm waiting for you!"

Ling Ya threw off the hilt of the sword smoothly, but her expression wasn't the slightest bit depressed. Instead, she proudly stepped down from the stage with her head held high, her eyes were extremely determined, full of fighting spirit.

The applause from the audience was like thunder, and they jointly gave a huge cheer to the two who contributed to this wonderful contest.

On the other side, a young disciple wearing Zhenwu costume laughed and said to another young man: "He is in front of you, let's not lose our position too much!"

"Hmph!" The young man was thin, with sharp eyes like knives, and glanced at Liu Suifeng from a distance, "I just want to fight with him, to see who is the best swordsman of the younger generation of Taoism!"

(End of this chapter)