The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 84 Monsters Bullying Mortals

Bai Yutang's swordsmanship is very good, especially his lightness kung fu.

The sword pointed straight at Daoran's Tanzhong acupoint, without wasting any strength, this sword was enough to pierce through gold and stone.

Daoran seemed unable to react, no matter how much he stabbed with the long sword, he didn't respond at all.

Just when the long sword was about to pierce Daoran's chest, the blade suddenly stopped.

Bai Yutang frowned, and drew out a sword flower from his long sword, which he retracted into the scabbard.

"Why didn't Master avoid it?" Bai Yutang asked.

Daoran clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, there is no murderous intent in the master's sword technique, so why do you need to avoid it?"

[Misunderstanding...Charm +1. 】

Damn charm, the last thing Dao Ran wants now is charm.

The reason why Daoran didn't avoid it was not because of any murderous intent, but because he felt that the sword couldn't hurt him.

Since the last battle with the spider spirit, Dao Ran has carefully tested his defense.

Just now, the sword was inserted into the rock, and Bai Yutang is only a master of martial arts, he can't exert the power of the magical weapon at all, and the sword's edge alone can't break the indestructible body of Tao Ran.

Unless, this sword is so sharp that it can't be inserted into the rock at all, and it can cut through the rock by its own weight. Only a magic weapon of this level can break through Dao Ran's defense with brute force.

It's just that he didn't expect Bai Yutang to stop temporarily, so Daoran made up a sentence following the other party's words.

After hearing this, Bai Yutang smiled even brighter and said, "I was motivated by Lie today. I just wanted to compete. Naturally, I didn't have the idea of ​​putting anyone to death. I didn't expect you to find out about this. I thought I was No one in the world dares to ignore his sword, I never thought there would be such a master in this world."

Daoran didn't know what to say, seeing how confident he was, Daoran was too embarrassed to hit him.

Bai Yutang didn't see anything wrong with Daoran's expression at all, he only thought that this young monk's xinxing was so high that he could make Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing his expression.

"Master, I know that this request is a bit abrupt, but please give me your advice." Bai Yutang said firmly.

Daoran could tell that the swordsman in white was serious, his eyes stared at Daoran as if seeing some peerless treasure, even if he refused, he would keep pestering him, just like Shenxiu insisted on finding him as a teacher.

Fortunately, Daoran was not prepared to refuse.

This Bai Yutang must be one of the best martial arts masters, if he can make friends with him, it will be much easier to participate in the martial arts competition, and it will not be easy to attract the attention of the world's number one master Ouyang Chun.

Daoran clasped his hands together and said to Bai Yutang, "This little monk is actually not good at martial arts. The only martial art he knows is Arhat Boxing for strengthening the body..."

Daoran originally wanted to be humble, and then used the Arhat Fist to tell Bai Yutang to be a man.

Who would have thought that just halfway through the conversation, Xiaoqing next to him would say: "It's okay, Master Daoran, you don't know how to fight, I will! What about white sugar, I'll fight with you!"

Bai Yutang was very dissatisfied with Xiaoqing calling his name indiscriminately, but for Daoran's sake, he just said coldly: "I never fight with women."

It was obviously a sentence with disdain and contempt, but Xiaoqing didn't hear it, and instead said happily: "It's okay, I'm not human."

Before Bai Yutang had time to object, Xiaoqing's slender hands had already been stretched out.

Bai Yutang saw this little white hand grabbing towards him, and his first reaction was "so fast".

Xiaoqing's hand was so fast that it took on an afterimage, and grabbed towards his shoulder.

Bai Yutang was startled, the long sword in his hand was not out of the sheath, and he struck Xiaoqing's hand with the scabbard attached.

But Xiaoqing's reaction was much faster than Bai Yutang's. She flinched and dodged it, and then grabbed Bai Yutang's shoulder again.

Between shrinking and grasping, the speed was astonishing. Bai Yutang broke into a cold sweat from fright, and hurriedly retreated with lightness kung fu.

Bai Yutang's lightness kung fu is indeed extremely high, with just a touch of his toes, he floats half a foot away, and there is no smoke or fire.

Xiaoqing wanted to chase after her, but she stepped on the corner of her skirt and almost fell to the ground.

"This dress is really troublesome." Xiaoqing picked up the hem of her skirt with one hand, and ran towards Bai Yutang with her legs.

Bai Yutang's feminine and handsome face was covered with frost. This woman is so powerful that she can't be forgiven. Do you really think he can't beat her?

The long sword was unsheathed slowly, turning into a little cold light and covering Xiaoqing's palm.

What Bai Yutang meant was to use the sharpness of the divine sword to lightly cut her hand, which could be regarded as teaching her a lesson.

"Hahaha, this is fun!" Xiaoqing yelled heartlessly, turning her right hand into an afterimage to play hide-and-seek with Bai Yutang's Jianfeng.

Xiaoqing wanted to pinch Bai Yutang's sword edge with his fingers, and Bai Yutang wanted to leave a wound on Xiaoqing.

Obviously, the person who should hold the sword has an overwhelming advantage, but Xiaoqing's hand is like an unpredictable spirit snake.

Bai Yutang found that he couldn't lock the opponent's hand, and his swordsmanship became sluggish and clumsy under the pressure of Xiaoqing's speed.

This is also Bai Yutang's stubbornness, insisting on stabbing Xiaoqing's hand, and changing it to another place, maybe he can force Xiaoqing to retreat.But wouldn't doing so be tantamount to admitting defeat?

Bai Yutang couldn't accept that he lost to an unarmed woman, and her movements seemed to have never learned martial arts, and she relied on absolute speed to deal with him.

But the so-called high-level martial arts, so high that there is no limit.

No matter how exquisite Bai Yutang's swordsmanship was, Xiaoqing's reaction and speed were all higher than Bai Yutang's, and the various changes of swordsmanship were interrupted before they could be used.

Bai Yutang has never fought such a depressing fight. He is obviously an ordinary person who doesn't understand martial arts at all. It's like a national chess player with superb chess skills meets a "chess master" who raises a chessboard and smashes people. How does this play?
Not only did Bai Yutang think it was wrong, but even passers-by could see it.

The white-clothed swordsman who was so arrogant just now was suppressed by a little girl like a village girl, and he was obviously at a disadvantage.

"Haha, I thought it was so powerful that I couldn't even beat a girl."

"Most of them are rich kids who bully people with magical weapons."

"I look like a woman, so I have the nerve to look down on women."

……

Wan Tian was the one who scolded him the most. How arrogant Bai Yutang was just now, Wan Tian is scolding so much now.

Bai Yutang's face, which was originally fairer than a woman's, turned red with embarrassment, but the more anxious he was, the less he could catch up with Xiaoqing's speed, and this impatience caused some flaws in the movement of his true energy.

It's nothing, it just distorts the action a little bit.

But Xiaoqing has such sharp eyes, after "playing" with Bai Yutang for so long, she has a sense of familiarity with his swordsmanship, so she immediately grasped this flaw and stretched out her hand to pinch the edge of the sword.

These two slender fingers gripped the sword firmly like iron tongs, and Bai Yutang couldn't pull out the long sword with all his strength.

In the awkward stalemate, Daoran said, "Xiaoqing, come back."

Xiaoqing originally wanted to snatch this long sword, but she wanted to play with it because it was so beautiful.

But when Daoran opened his mouth, Xiaoqing could only let go of the long sword regretfully, and returned to stand beside Daoran again.

"Benefactor Bai, if you hadn't shown mercy, Xiao Qing would not be your opponent." Dao Ran said politely.

Bai Yutang, who was still domineering just now, gave a wry smile, cupped his hands and said to Daoran: "Thank you, master, for taking care of my face, but I, Bai Yutang, am not someone who can't afford to lose. This little girl is ten times more capable than me, and if I continue to fight, I will lose." It’s just me bringing shame on myself. It’s me, Bai Yutang, who spent too long in seclusion on Xingkong Island, and became a frog at the bottom of the well.”

"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies. Xiaoqing actually doesn't know martial arts, but she is only able to defeat Bai Shizhu with her extraordinary talent. If Bai Shizhu also has this strength and speed, Xiaoqing is definitely not your opponent."

Daoran's words are sincere. After all, Xiaoqing is crushed by attributes, and it is a hundred-year-old monster bullying a mortal in his twenties.

If Bai Yutang was allowed to live for hundreds of years and cultivate his physical body to be comparable to monsters, then Xiaoqing would never be able to beat him.

Although Bai Yutang also felt this way, he was still a little shocked when he heard Daoran say that, and asked, "Miss Xiaoqing really never learned martial arts?"

"Not really."

Spells are not considered martial arts.

"Extraordinary talent, if Miss Xiaoqing can be taught by a famous teacher, she must be the best in the world. I wonder if Miss Xiaoqing is willing to learn from a teacher?" Bai Yutang's eyes looking at Xiaoqing changed again, and he just wanted to strike a sword Cut it in the past, but now it's like seeing a rare treasure.

(End of this chapter)