Comprehensive martial arts: He was in the Jin Kingdom, but he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty

Chapter 30 Fighting against Li Yanzong (Part )

He had always had a hunch that Li Yanzong was by no means a flawless person who could not be dealt with. Unfortunately, once they fought, Li Yanzong's sword skills were so fast that he defeated Qiu Chuji with three strikes, five cuts, and two strikes, and then turned to fight Zhui Ming. He still had the upper hand, almost giving Lu Chen the impression of being invincible.

Until this moment, Lu Chen suddenly thought that although Li Yanzong had shown great power, he might actually be stronger than he imagined because he had not used the most famous Kung Fu of the Murong family so far.

But at the same time, this is more powerful than he imagined. The reason why he doesn't use it may be because it is his biggest weakness.

Just like a new village has a bright future, Lu Chen felt a sudden enlightenment, and a series of thoughts lit up in his heart, "Yes, he didn't have to change his mind because he didn't want to reveal his identity. Compared with the news of Yue Fei's murder, he told the Murong family's Identity is more important.”

"He is famous and notorious, and has become a stereotype. As soon as I heard his name, I naturally thought that he was plotting to restore the country and occupy a dominant position, so he must be working hard. In fact, I was completely wrong!"

"Whether Yue Fei is alive or dead has nothing to do with the revival of Dayan. On the contrary, it is the northeast corner of China occupied by the Kingdom of Jin, which was the territory of Dayan in the past."

"His trip has nothing to do with the restoration of the country. He is just temporarily living in the Xixia Kingdom and working to maintain this false identity. He is just a worker!"

"In this way, it is good if he succeeds, and it is acceptable if he fails. But no matter what, his identity cannot be exposed, otherwise not only will the Song Dynasty not be able to tolerate him, but other countries will also be extremely defensive."

"This is his Achilles' heel, and it's obvious. His martial arts is indeed high enough. Even if Lao Cui and his master work together, we can't even try to kill him. But in terms of lightness kung fu alone, he is actually inferior to Lao Cui. Once his martial arts is exposed, his reputation will change. Who doesn’t know?”

"If Lao Cui is a ruthless person and abandons his life at the first sight and spreads the news, there will be no place for him in the world. This is what he is most afraid of so far."

"Honestly, he uses himself to save others. Lao Cui may seem cynical, but he is actually the most pedantic good man in the world. He would rather die than abandon others. But he saves others well by himself, and this is exactly what he does He has a villain's heart, which keeps him from being able to express himself to his fullest."

"So, he is far stronger than I thought. It is impossible to kill him. The only way is to capture his psychology and make him willing to retreat."

"I have to find the best time to take action in order to have the effect!"

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Stealing Heaven's Secret is a kind of spiritual power, as well as mental power, mind power, mantra power, and divine power.

It can communicate with the boundless universe without time and space, so there is no reason or limit, only the constraints given by oneself in the heart.

Because he is addicted to alcohol, he is able to drink wine, but pure water is not wine, and pure wine primer is also not wine. What counts as wine and what does not count as wine is purely up to him to decide, and it is not up to him to make the decision. He drinks wine when he is happy, but he cannot pretend to be stupid and regard tea as wine.

The secret of heaven is unpredictable, stolen from the world, and belongs to oneself. But it does not mean that they can do whatever they want and do whatever they want. This is why it is said that it only moves because of the heart, and it only comes from thoughts.

One cannot lie to oneself.

Zhui Ming naturally knows this truth, but at this moment, he really wants to change the name and simply call it hypnosis.

He wanted to hypnotize himself, he wanted to deceive himself: the snow in the sky is wine, the leaves under his feet are wine, and the blood in Li Yanzong's body is also wine. He might as well just say that this Western Mountain is the best wine in the world. .

In this way, his one thought will sweep across the sky and the earth, and there is a great chance to turn defeat into victory.

The reason why he had such a sudden idea was that he raised the wine gourd high and poured it down. My eyes were facing the mouth of the gourd, full of expectation, but I found that no matter how much I looked forward to it, the mouth of the gourd was empty and clean. There was really not a drop of it!
"Hey... such a gourd of good wine, but not even a drop went into my mouth. It's a pity."

Zhui Ming sighed and hung the wine gourd around his waist again.

Li Yanzong moved around, dodging, and catching hundreds of flaming projectiles one by one. He struck them with the force of his fingers and was invincible to anyone who blocked them. You can see the fire pellets flying in the air, one by one, bursting one after another like bubbles and gradually cleaning up.

It was the same on Qiu Chuji's side. The pressure of his sword was like a strong wind blowing from top to bottom, extinguishing the largest fires. What was left were some fiery snake threads, strands entangled on the ground. After struggling for a while, they were extinguished one by one.

Until the last fire snake was extinguished and the last fire pill was fired, the world suddenly became silent, and the three of them looked at each other at the same time.

The wind was blowing.

At this time, the remains of the fire disaster were left on the ground. You could see the half-burnt tree trunks, which had a transition from natural to slightly yellow and then gradually deepened to black. You could also see the fragments of a large number of dead leaves that had been blown to pieces and burned. Burnt black, and gray-white embers.

As soon as the wind blew, the embers immediately flew up in large areas, like green smoke or white mist. Because the color has been burned out, it is extremely pale, and it is like flying snow emerging from the ground, finely broken, and floating into the distant sky.

Zhui Ming, Qiu Chuji, and Li Yanzong, the three of them looked at each other across the pieces of flying ash and embers, their eyes passed through the flying ash, and they stood motionless at each other.

Now that the battle has reached this point, unlike at the beginning, you can now test as much as you want.

No one took action rashly, and everyone was observing the other's weaknesses.

For Zhuiming Qiu Chuji, they had all their trump cards out. Qiu Chuji's breathing was even more disordered than before, and his ability to control alcohol in pursuit of his life had been exhausted.

They had just seized an excellent opportunity, but they could only force Li Yanzong to abandon his sword and use his fingers.

They mistakenly thought that this was Li Yanzong's true strength, so they still had fighting spirit. If Lu Chen tells them that Li Yanzong has one more move, two moves, or three moves, their morale will inevitably decrease and they will feel desperate for each other.

From this perspective, knowing less is a good thing.

For Li Yanzong, he continuously played hundreds of ginseng fingers. No matter how powerful he was before, he finally felt that his internal strength was not enough, his face turned pale, and his breathing was no longer smooth.

In fact, his martial arts skills are better than the two, his combat power is stronger than the two, and his moves are better than the two, but he is still younger. No matter how talented he is, he must not only be proficient in various martial arts, but also master Shenhezhi, Longcheng Swordsmanship, Beiba Spear, and Dou Zhuan Xing Shift. On top of his internal strength cultivation, he will ultimately not be able to accumulate enough.

The Murong family is not good at internal martial arts. They focus on how to use their internal power, using one internal power to produce ten effects, rather than directly accumulating it into ten parts.

In the end, he had a good innate talent, but in terms of cultivation, it was naturally not as good as pursuing life through experience and hard work, and it was far less profound and powerful than Qiu Chuji.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. In this world, the three paths of Jing, Qi, and Shen, plus magical moves and mental environment, are all part of martial arts. In fact, there is no necessary relationship between the amount of true energy and the level of strength.

For example, Ao Bai's internal strength is not up to the acquired state, and it is just for fun. If he finds no results, he will stop. But his "energy smoke", which can strike in the air and spurt out vitality and blood, can beat a living person into powder from a distance of three to four feet, which is by no means inferior to any innate energy.

As soon as Qiu Chuji took action, he spread his sword light and sword energy overwhelmingly. It seemed that he was very powerful and he was actually the most attractive person among the three. But this is because he cannot concentrate his energy to return to his original nature, and it is also because he has enough capital to squander it.

After all, he is one of the few authentic successors of Taoism in the world. His internal skills are easy to learn but difficult to master, and he is best at prolonging battles with others.

When it came to a real fight, Qiu Chuji, who had the best internal strength, was actually the weakest among the three.

Therefore, among the three of them, their internal strength and combat strength were inversely proportional. Qiu Chuji, who had the strongest internal strength, was the weakest, and Li Yanzong, who had the weakest internal strength, was the strongest.

If Qiu Chuji fights alone, he will be beheaded by Li Yanzong with a knife or hit the fatal point with a finger and die suddenly.

But with the current intensity of the battle, Qiu Chuji relied on his years of accumulation to stand out among the two young men. He was almost exhausted just now, but the exhaustion came and went. When Li Yanzong was exhausted, he was still "almost exhausted".

Soon means not yet.

As for when Qiu Chuji was really exhausted, it was obviously impossible for him to tell Li Yanzong. Therefore, Li Yanzong was hesitant and hesitant. He found that these two people were far more difficult to deal with than he thought, and he was thinking about whether to use Dou Zhuan Xing Shift.

Among the several martial arts handed down from the Murong family since ancient times, he was the best at practicing this one, which was the most powerful and the most energy-saving. It also helped him step into the gate of god refining and steal a "tianji" that complemented each other. There are effects that others cannot imagine.

Unfortunately, just because of this, this martial art has the greatest reputation. Once used, everyone can see it.

Since he became Li Yanzong, he has never used this martial art. If he wants to use it, he must ensure that no one survives. He even made up his mind to kill Bao Xiruo, who fell asleep after his acupuncture points were tapped.

Who knows if she will find any clues afterwards! ?

Not to mention people, even if there were any squirrels or sparrows passing by, Li Yanzong would kill them all.

As for Wanyan Honglie's reaction to Bao Xiruo's body, if Li Yanzong was willing, he would just lie to him. If he was not willing, he would just tell the truth. I don't expect the Sixth Prince to do anything. His false identity was ordered by Xixia and was not under the jurisdiction of the Jin Kingdom. Even if he was afraid, he would be afraid of Wanyan Feng and Wanyan Jue, not the little Wanyan Honglie.

However, Bao Xiruo is easy to kill, Qiu Chuji is easy to kill, and all squirrels, tigers, lions and leopards are easy to kill, but this life-seeking...

Li Yanzong was deep in thought, determined to hide it a little longer and wait.

He could hide it from others, but he couldn't hide it from Lu Chen. Lu Chen constantly speculated on his psychology and prepared to appear at the most appropriate time.

At this moment, Lu Chen knew that they were looking for each other's flaws, and the energy between them intersected to form a delicate balance. Once the balance was lost, the three people immediately turned around and started fighting until their heads were bleeding and they were fighting to the death.

When it comes to martial arts, there is a world of difference between him and any of them. But at this moment, he could already feel that the movements of the three parties were slowing down, and each other's condition was lacking.

Even if you don't rely on the "Heart Sea", you can still barely capture the action.

Lu Chen was extremely lucky that he had not taken action rashly before, but chose to believe that Lao Cui and his master could handle it. If he had taken action at that time, he would have been called "Xiaobao cherishes the weak". Apart from reassuring himself, it would have no effect at all, and it would ruin big things.

But it's very different now. He has changed from an ant in Li Yanzong's eyes to a small dog, which can at least give him a painful bite.

——It just depends on when to take this bite!
Lu Chen was still hiding behind the tree, keeping his breath and body temperature as one. From this angle, he could see Bao Xiruo's sleepy face from the side of his head. In the dark night, her skin is as white as milk and her hair is as black as ink. Even though she is older, she is still a touching beauty.

But in Lu Chen's eyes, she was not only a beauty, but also a benefactor. Besides being a benefactor, he is also a good person. And after beauty, benefactor, and good person, she also has another title, which is "idiot".

He looked at Sleeping Beauty and thought to himself, "Thank you, Old Bao. As long as I think of you, I can always rule out wrong answers. You are really my guiding light!"

Bao Xiruo never thought in her life that she just kindly saved a little beggar. For a month and a half, the beggar repeatedly talked about her and became a negative example of everything.

But at the same time, it was this little beggar who made her know the truth and have a chance to find her husband. And always hope that she will have a happy ending away from disputes, so that the world can believe in the five words "good people will be rewarded".

The battlefield where the three of them were located had been swept away by the specially created fire and turned completely black. But the wind on the mountain is very strong, very cold, and very hard, like many invisible knives passing through. They scrape back and forth, never stopping.

After a while, it seemed that time had reversed, and it seemed as if everything had never happened. Except for some pieces of wood that were too big, the rest of the black or white flying ash embers were blown away without a trace, and new ones were buried on the ground again. of blown wooden leaves.

The three of them still didn't move.

Just because there are no obvious movements doesn’t mean there aren’t small changes. Qiu Chuji's face changed.

He was originally a handsome, tall and thin Taoist priest, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, three long beards, and a gentle manner. At first sight, people often get the impression of being immortal.

Only those who know him know that his true face is that he is aggressive, arrogant and violent, hates evil as much as he hates, and has a fiery nature.

Wang Chongyang told him, but he didn't listen. Ma Yu tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen. Wang Chuyi reminded him, but he still didn't listen. He made a mistake and even scolded himself, but in the end he just didn't listen.

Qiu Chuji knew that he could not become a perfect man in the eyes of the world, he could only become the only reckless Taoist priest in the world.

At this moment, his internal breath was unstable, his energy was also backfired, he was panting violently, and there was pain in his meridians.

He was in pain, but the more the pain became, the angrier he became. He was so angry that he finally gave up and stopped pretending. The face slowly became fierce, with gnashing teeth, ferocious and terrifying, and the eyes shot out a cold light. In addition, his crown was crooked, his hair was flying, and his clothes were ragged, which gave him an evil aura.

The old Taoist priest has become an old wolf, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, ready to kill people.

Holding the sword, he took a step towards Li Yanzong. This step was slow and a little out of shape. The whole process involves stepping out with one foot, leaning forward, and then dragging the other foot over. It can be seen that his condition is not good and he is approaching the limit.

But no one would believe that when he could pierce any vital part of Li Yanzong's body with one sword, that sword would be accurate and fast.

The Taoist priest's voice was low and hoarse, "God, the old Taoist went first."

Zhui Ming smiled and said, "Please."

His word "please" was very clever. He didn't say it clearly. It seemed that it could be interpreted in any way. It seemed that he wanted to join forces with Qiu Chuji, but also made up his mind to watch the battle and tease the formation. It is this uncertainty that puts the greatest pressure on people.

Li Yanzong frowned. He can judge the strength, speed, and clumsiness of most martial arts in the world. He also boasts that he can judge the vast majority of people who use martial arts in the world: whether they can win, whether they can fight, whether they have weaknesses, and whether they are strong. So hard to match.

Now, he had to admit that Qiu Chuji and Zhui Ming were both rare exceptions.

They repeatedly overturned their judgment. When they thought they would lose, they did not lose. When they thought they would die, none of them died. On the contrary, I seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into it, unable to extricate myself.

Then, he said to himself, "But I'm going to win."

When the qi and machines intersect, the souls also communicate with each other to a certain extent. When one party's Qi is strong, the other party's Qi will inevitably be weak. All masters know this truth, so they always tell themselves in various ways that they will win, they can win, they can win.

In countless talked-about decisive battles in history, many masters were confident and smiling before the fight. The world thought they would win, and they themselves thought they would win.

But the result is often that their heads are chopped off by their opponents with one move. The fallen head still wore a confident smile, as if he had just died but was not considered a loser.

This is ridiculous and pitiful. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is tantamount to deceiving oneself and others, deceiving others, and being crazy.

But this is the reality. Who can win among warriors actually depends on who wants to win the most!

At that moment, at this moment.

"We will win."

When Li Yanzong said this to himself, Qiu Chuji and Zhui Ming also said the same to themselves. If someone could hear the voices of three people, they would find three sentences spoken at the same time.

Qiu Chuji suddenly disappeared, as if he had performed a magic trick.

(End of this chapter)