The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 230 Poisoning
"It's a bit interesting to win three games in a row."

On the second floor of the martial arts hall, an old man looked at the ring below and at the simple young man on the stage, a smile flickered on the corner of his mouth.

The old man was carrying a huqin, his blue shirt was washed white, his face was haggard, he looked very unruly, but all the people around him were respectful and awed him.

There is only one exception.

It's a young man, wearing a white long gown, with delicate features, gentle demeanor, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he is extremely easy-going.

These two people are none other than Mr. Mo Da and Li Li.

The annual Hengshan Sect martial arts competition will select outstanding disciples to enter Hengshan. As the master, it is impossible for Mo Tianlin not to participate. After all, the future of the Hengshan Sect can be said to be maintained in this competition.

As for Li Li, it just happened to be a meeting, he was invited by Mo Da, and he was tempted to come and see Wang Xi, so he appeared here.

"I wonder who Shaoxia Mo thinks will win?" Mr. Mo Da asked.

Mo Li smiled, and asked back: "I should ask senior about this. I don't know who the senior would like to win in terms of the ratio of talents selected by the Hengshan School?"

"Your thought, it's in the heart of the old man."

Mo Da shook his head, and said: "Of course I want Wang Xisheng, my Hengshan sect has not produced a genius disciple for a long, long time, but he is still young after all, and Liu Xianjun's internal strength is much stronger than him gone."

Is Liu Xianjun outstanding?
Naturally, he is outstanding. He only practiced martial arts in the martial arts hall. At this age, he was close to a third-rate master. When he formally entered the Hengshan sect's gate wall and received guidance from famous teachers and resources, it was certain that his martial arts would advance rapidly. The best result in one's life, becoming a first-class master is already amazing.

The Hengshan School has no shortage of first-class masters, what it lacks is a top master like Zuo Lengchan, who can carry forward the sect with his own strength.

It's a pity that such a disciple is undoubtedly rare.

"So senior thinks that Liu Xianjun will win, but I think that this Wang Xi will win." Mo Li said with a smile.

"This……"

Mo Da was a little surprised, he said: "I would like to hear the details."

"It's nothing, it's just that I happened to know him, and I happened to teach him a little bit." Mo Li said indifferently.

"No wonder, no wonder he can win three games in a row at such a young age."

Mo Da was taken aback, stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "However, he is still young, and who wins and who loses will only be known through competition."

The implication of this is that he is still optimistic about Liu Xianjun.

Mo Li smiled and said nothing.

……

"Inner strength sword skills are mediocre, once you close your eyes, your sword skills will be much better!"

Liu Xianjun looked at the young man who came up, and information about the other party flashed in his mind.

He didn't think he would lose, but he didn't care too much:
"If he closes his eyes, maybe his swordsmanship is better than mine, but his internal strength is definitely much worse than mine. As long as he doesn't give him the chance to use his swordsmanship, that's fine!"

Liu Xianjun already had a winning strategy in mind.

Defeat cleverness with strength, quick battle and quick decision!

Wang Xi, who was facing him, had no intention of winning, and only wanted to hold out a few more tricks later, so as to save the martial arts school's face.

After all, he was a lot younger, and his internal strength was a bit weaker.

"Please!"

Wang Xi made a sword gesture, indicating to start.

Liu Xianjun nodded, and pointed at the wooden sword in his hand. As the true energy surged, the wooden sword cut through the void and made a screaming sound.

This sword was powerful, heavy and extremely fast, even if it was a wooden sword, if it was hit hard, it would be enough to cause serious injuries to Wang Xi.

Although this is not a life-and-death fight, it is a matter of future and destiny, no wonder Liu Xianjun is so hard!

Wang Xi didn't draw his sword, he closed his eyes again.

When the darkness emerged, all distracting thoughts in his mind disappeared, leaving only the sword in his hand.

Concentrate and concentrate.

The movement brought by the opponent's wooden sword was so loud that Wang Xi could feel the direction it was finally pointing from a long distance away, without any hesitation, his body flickered lightly.

laugh!
The wooden sword and the clothes brushed past each other, and with a slight difference, they ended up missing nothing.

Liu Xianjun's face changed slightly, the opponent's movement skills are really superb, even he can dodge a sword with all his strength!
Without any hesitation, draw the sword and stab again!

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Three swords in a row, the sound of the wooden sword humming in the air, under the candlelight, the golden wooden sword was powerful, and it hit three vital points on Wang Xi's body!
Unforgiving!
Liu Xianjun felt that no matter how fast the opponent's movement was, it might not be as fast as his own three-sword combo!
And as long as there is a sword that the opponent can't dodge in time, even if he blocks it with the sword, his internal strength far superior to the opponent is enough to injure him!

Mo stroked his beard in great satisfaction, in this way, the outcome was decided.

People with high internal strength not only have longer stamina in fighting and more powerful sword moves, but also can use many swordsmanship that people with insufficient internal strength can't do at all.

In his opinion, Wang Xi absolutely cannot escape this trick!

But soon, his hands froze there.

Wang Xi moved, and with a very small dodge, his body dodged two swords in succession, but he didn't dodge the third sword. The blade of the wooden sword brushed over his left shoulder, with the strength close to the strength of the stored energy. It was a burning pain.

But at this moment, he drew his sword.

The wooden sword in his right hand swung out calmly, impartially, and just hit the opponent's chest.

Liu Xianjun was shocked and wanted to draw his sword to defend. However, although his sword was fast, it was not so far ahead of Wang Xi. Before he could return to the defense, he was hit by the opponent's wooden sword on his chest with little force. , the pain was still within the tolerable range, but his whole body was completely frozen.

Lost, lost? !
He stayed where he was, almost unable to believe this fact, but the pain in his chest reminded him that if it was a real long sword, he would have been pierced through his chest and lost his life.

Really lost!

He couldn't accept this reality, but he had to accept it. His energy suddenly collapsed, and he was a little at a loss.

After all, he was still a young man, and he faced the enemy with a huge advantage, and he was defeated suddenly, of course he couldn't accept it.

"Won?!"

Wang Xi was also full of disbelief, a huge sense of joy filled his heart, he actually won!

This victory was too dreamy. One day before, he would never have imagined that with his eyes closed, he could beat Liu Xianjun, who was close to the full energy!
Doesn't this mean that he is enough to be hostile to ordinary third-rate players?
Thanks to Mr. Mo!
He felt emotional in his heart, while Mr. Mo Da frowned and murmured: "How is it possible, how is it possible, how could he do this?"

Mo Li smiled and said: "If Mr. Mo Da understands the sword intent one day, he will naturally understand."

Nothing is impossible, Linghu Chong loses his internal energy, and in the dark night, he can stab out the eyes of dozens of first-rate masters at once, so what is it worth for Wang Xi to defeat a young man who has not yet reached the peak of energy storage?
What Mo Lijiao seems to be a quiet word, but in fact it is a sword heart.

Expert duels often rely not on eyesight at all, because each other's swordsmanship is too sharp and fast, and there are even many moves that confuse the eyes, relying purely on one's own heart.

With such a sword heart, it is much easier to comprehend the meaning of the sword than those swordsmen who practiced their swordsmanship.

Although Mr. Mo Da is the head of the Hengshan School, he didn't comprehend the meaning of the sword, so he couldn't understand the mystery at all.

"What Shaoxia Mo means is that this young man closed his eyes because he comprehended the sword intent?!" Mr. Mo Da was dumbfounded. He just closed his eyes, but why did he get involved in the sword intent? achievement?

"But it's not. When he opens his eyes, he can still do this. His mind is as calm as water, and he is not far from the sword intent." Mo Li laughed.

Jian Xin is just easier to comprehend, how can Jian Yi be so easy? !

Mr. Mo Da nodded, it should be like this, otherwise, if a young boy learns the sword intent, wouldn't all the swordsmen in the Jianghu be ashamed to be smashed to death? !

He raised his hand, and at that moment an elder of the Hengshan sect came over, and he whispered a few words in his ear.

When Wang Xi got off the ring and was cheering and celebrating with the crowd excitedly, he suddenly saw an elder from the Hengshan sect walking up the ring, who shouted loudly: "Wang Xi from the Yanwu gym, Liu Xianjun from the Hengshan martial arts hall!" After three days, you can come to my Hengshan School to learn art!"

The sound spread throughout the martial arts hall!

Immediately, Wang Xi was stunned, he became a disciple of Hengshan School, he actually became a disciple of Hengshan School? !
Mo Li looked at Wang Xi who was in a daze with joy, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, turned and left the martial arts hall.

This is Wang Xi's day, and for him, it is just a matter of convenience.

Practice overnight.

At dawn on the second day, Li Li stretched lazily and stood up from the bed. According to this progress, in another seven or eight days, all the medicinal powers will be refined.

After washing up, Mo Li opened the courtyard door and was about to go out to buy some breakfast when he suddenly saw a young man standing in front of the door, holding a small box in his hand, it was Wang Xi.

"Wang Xi, what are you...?" Mo Li asked puzzled.

"I came here specially to thank you sir!"

Holding the wooden box, Wang Xi said: "I went home yesterday and told my parents what my husband taught me. They said that your kindness must be repaid, but there is nothing valuable at home, so they took me to Jurongzhai I bought some snacks and expressed my thanks, and I hope you will accept them."

Jurongzhai's dim sum is the most famous in Hengyang City, and the corresponding price is also expensive, which is definitely not something Wang Xi's family can afford.

However, as a disciple of the Hengshan School, he will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, and maybe he will become famous, and a box of dim sum is nothing compared to it.

Li Li didn't refuse the offer. He took the pastry and said, "I was about to go out to buy some food. You brought it, so I don't have to go out. Have you eaten yet?"

Wang Xi shook his head.

Li Li looked at the young man, saw that his face was blushing, his hair and eyebrows were stained with water, knowing that he must be tired from doing these things early in the morning, so he smiled and said, "Come in and eat together."

"Yes, sir."

Wang Xi responded, and the two entered immediately. Li Li opened the pastry box and saw that the pastries inside looked exquisite, and a light fragrance came over his face. He couldn't help but nodded, took one and put it in front of Wang Xi, saying: : "Eat quickly, I'll make you a pot of tea."

After all, Wang Xi is a young man with a poor family, where did he eat this kind of dim sum? Seeing that Li Li gave it to him, he couldn't stand it anymore and started to eat it in small bites.

Li Li stood up, brewed tea, went to the small courtyard, and poured a cup of hot tea for the two of them.

However, just as he was about to eat, Wang Xi suddenly tilted his head, and fell down on the table with a bang, with dark blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Xi!"

Mo Li was shocked, he stood up and supported Wang Xi.

I saw that this little boy had a layer of black air on his face, and his expression was extremely painful!

poisoned? !

"It hurts... it hurts..."

Wang Xi groaned in pain, his five sense organs were twisted together, and blood slowly overflowed from the seven orifices.

Mo Li was in a hurry, and he didn't care about other thoughts. He hurriedly put his palm on the young man's vest, and the pure pure Yang Xiantian Wuji True Qi poured into his body immediately.

As soon as the true energy entered his body, Li Li realized that something was wrong. In the young man's body, an extremely violent toxin quickly spread along the meridians, towards the heart and limbs. .

However, the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is the superior internal energy of the Taoist school, which can expel all kinds of poisons, especially when Mo Li's kung fu has stepped into the innate, it is extremely pure, no matter how overbearing this poison is, it can't compare to his innate pure Yang Qi.

Pure yang zhenqi swims through the whole body, where the toxins pass, the toxins retreat steadily.

However, this toxin is also extremely overbearing. Two forces clashed in Wang Xi's body. He was too young to hold it. A mouthful of blood spewed out, his face became extremely pale, and his breath was even weaker.

Seeing this, Li Li didn't dare to use too much force to expel the poison, but first protected his heart with zhenqi, and then slowly stimulated the zhenqi to pull out the poisonous gas bit by bit.

Although this would still damage his body, it was finally within the range he could bear.

It was the same when Zhang Sanfeng detoxified Zhang Wuji.

If Zhang Sanfeng couldn't do anything about the cold poison, but forcibly expelled it, Zhang Wuji would also be killed.

Mo Li is facing the same predicament right now. Fortunately, the toxin overbearing is better than Xuanming God's Palm, but the difficulty is far less than the cold poison of Xuanming God's Palm, which is like a bone-bound body.

It only takes half an hour to remove all the toxins in his body.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time.

Mo Li was afraid for a while, the poison was so poisonous that it could kill someone in just a few breaths, if he hadn't been watching by his side, it might be too late to save the boy!

Are these pastries? !

But, who wants to poison Wang Xi, is it those people who are fighting in the martial arts hall?

It's just that even if they killed Wang Xi, they wouldn't be able to get the number of disciples of the Hengshan School. What's more, this kind of highly toxic poison is more expensive than gold, and it's hard for ordinary people to find it.

Thinking of this, Mo Li suddenly realized for a while, yes, it was not for Wang Xi, but for himself!
This pastry is to poison yourself!

Who is it? !
A burst of anger suddenly rose from his heart. Under the distraction, even the true energy injected into Wang Xi's body was strengthened by three points. Wang Xi's face suddenly showed pain. Seeing this, Mo Li had no choice but to forcefully suppress his heart. Killing intent, focused on expelling poison.

But at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, and the voice said triumphantly: "Unexpectedly, the sword demon can escape like this, but it's a pity that this young man will surely die."

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(End of this chapter)