I rely on my body to push the weird world

Chapter 34: Tian Gang Fist

As soon as Li Ji walked into the square, he immediately noticed the terrifying aura emanating from the white-haired old man.

——What a great master!
Just by looking at his demeanor, he could sense the horror of this white-haired old man. He was definitely the most powerful pure warrior he had ever seen.

His strength is definitely stronger than his, otherwise he wouldn't have such a feeling in his heart, or it could be said to be a sudden impulse or a warning sign.

"My dear nephew, please come with me to meet the Master."

Lu Donglai tugged at Li Ji's sleeve, and immediately came to the white-haired old man, respectfully saying, "I pay my respects to the Master."

Li Ji also followed Lu Donglai to perform the ceremony and pay homage.

"Lu Donglai, is this the young hero named Li Ji whom you recommended?"

The head of the Demon Suppression Division asked with a sharp look in his eyes.

What masters emphasize is the traction of Qi.

Like Li Ji, he also vaguely sensed the other party's terrifying strength the moment the other party showed up.

This immediately made the Demon Suppression Division Master marvel in amazement.

Because the information reported by Lu Donglai clearly showed that Li Ji was only sixteen years old this year.

To have such terrifying strength at the age of sixteen is definitely not something that can be explained away by just saying he is talented.

"Reporting to the chief, it is Li Ji, a native of Qinghe County, and a student on the list of the imperial court. His background is absolutely clean."

Lu Donglai replied solemnly.

It is obvious that these days he is not only paying attention to the selection of the Demon Suppression Division, but also digging deep into Li Ji's information through the court channels.

"That's right! Those who are able to achieve success in both civil and military affairs are all people with great perseverance."

The Demon Suppression Division Master couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

In an instant, many eyes turned to Li Ji, some were unhappy, some were wary... but most of them were sneering.

Li Ji frowned slightly and couldn't help but look up.

He saw seven people standing solemnly beside the arena a few meters away from him, both men and women, old and young. Most of them had cold eyes and looked at him with hostility.

"My dear nephew, these seven people are your competitors on this trip. You should keep a good attitude and don't be disturbed."

Lu Donglai reminded in a low voice.

Li Ji immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Li Ji, I heard that you followed a caravan on the official road outside Wuling County a few days ago and killed nearly thirty to fifty bandits. Is this true?"

Suddenly, a lone and arrogant voice sounded.

Below the Demon Suppression Division Leader, the middle-aged man in a blue robe with a proud look on his face slowly opened his mouth to ask.

"This is Judge Wu!"

Lu Donglai immediately whispered in Li Ji's ear.

"Of course this is true!"

Li Ji said in a decisive tone.

"As far as I know, those roadblocks are martial arts masters with strong strength. You were able to kill thirty to fifty people. I believe that your realm and combat power must be at least in the middle stage of the Blood Moving Realm, which can be considered as barely meeting the entry standards for this competition."

Judge Wu looked solemn.

All the contestants in this competition have glorious past achievements or extraordinary strengths, but Li Ji is the only one who has no idea about his past achievements or strengths, so he asked this question.

"Well, now that everyone who wants to recommend someone has arrived, this competition will officially begin."

The Demon Suppression Division Master spoke loudly, reading out the rules for this time.

"There are nine competitors in total. We will use a duel to select the new Qinglong Constable."

"This competition will be held on a defensive basis. Whoever can stand on the stage and win seven matches in a row will be the new Qinglong Constable."

Let’s talk about language.

The competition to defend the ring officially begins.

An old man in a black robe took the lead and landed directly on the ring. He was carrying a long black cloth on his back, his face was old and weather-beaten, and most importantly, his eyes were sunken. Was he blind? !

"A song that breaks my heart. Where in the world can I find a soulmate? I am Qu Tianya, the first to defend the title. I wonder if any hero is willing to teach me?"

"You are just a stinking singing idiot, trying to imitate others' pretentiousness and come up with a poem to set the scene. Let me meet you!"

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard.

Then a sturdy man leaped up and stood on the stage neatly.

His eyes were fierce and his muscles were taut. He was not a big, burly guy, but he gave people a sense of oppression that he could kill someone with one punch.

Especially his leg muscles, which have clear lines and definitely show that he has excellent leg skills.

Whoohoo!
As soon as the muscular man stood firmly on the ring, he immediately ran wildly, raised his legs and kicked continuously, leaving afterimages all over the sky, hitting Qu Tianya's face accurately, quickly, accurately and fiercely.

Qu Tianya stood still, but when the shadows of legs swept in front of him, he suddenly hooked his five fingers as fast as lightning and grabbed fiercely.

Bang bang bang!
The five fingers were sharp and shattered the leg shadows in the sky, and a terrifying roar broke out.

In an instant.

The sturdy man flew back, taking seven or eight steps back before he stopped at the edge of the ring.

"Your hand is the Dragon Claw Finger?!"

The sturdy man looked horrified.

The pants on his right leg had been torn into rags, and five white marks on his leg were clearly visible, causing his muscles to tremble slightly.

"The Twelve-Rotary Tan Leg is both offensive and defensive, and lives up to its reputation!"

Qu Tianya stood firm and did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he gave a sincere compliment.

The shock in the sturdy man's eyes turned into raging rage with this praise. He snorted coldly, jumped up, and kicked directly towards Qu Tianya in the air with his legs, tearing through the strong wind.

"Oh, you should just leave now!"

Qu Tianya sighed, suddenly crossed his legs, supported himself with one foot, and sat down steadily in the air. At the same time, the long black cloth on his back spun around his body and landed on his raised legs.

With a loud bang, the black cloth was torn open, revealing a plain and simple burnt-yellow xylophone.

Zheng!
A piano sound was heard.

Immediately there was a "puff" sound, blood spurted out, and the muscular man was broken into two pieces without even a scream, and fell from the ring in mid-air, shocking the other competitors so much that their scalps numbed.

Six styles of guqin techniques!
What a great six-style guqin method! The sound of the guqin will kill people!
Li Ji also narrowed his eyes, looked at the two smooth wounds of the corpse on the ring, and then looked at Qu Tianya.

"Well done! Since you dare to come to the ring to fight for the position of head constable, this is how it should be. The winner lives and the loser dies!"

Suddenly, a bold voice sounded.

A tall young man suddenly jumped up and landed on the ring. His fists were wrapped with white boxing belts and his eyes showed a bit of boldness.

"My dear nephew, this man is the Heavenly Gang God Xiang Sui. He can punch with the Heavenly Gang Fist, and before the fist arrives, the Qi will come first. He is a rare master in the martial arts world who has cultivated both the inner and outer aspects!"

Lu Donglai hurriedly whispered in Li Ji's ear.

Li Ji nodded slightly and continued to watch silently.

Qu Tianya listened attentively, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly pressed his hands on the strings of the zither, and asked, "Is the person who came here Xiang Sui, known as the Heavenly Gang God, Xia Xiang?!"

"It's Xiang!"

Xiang Sui replied in a resounding voice.

"Well, well, you're just in time! You and I are both masters of both inner and outer cultivation. I wonder which is better today: my Dragon Claw Finger Hand and Six-style Guqin Technique, or is it Xiang's Tiangang Fist?!"

Qu Tianya laughed heartily.

The fingertips pluck the strings.

Zheng! A sound of the zither turned into a huge flag; Zheng! A sound of the zither turned into an arrow; Zheng! A sound of the zither turned into a ghost soldier...

Along with the incessant sound of piano music, a piece of music was heard on the stage, containing terrifying murderous intent.

As the saying goes: I will go to Quan Tai to recruit my old subordinates, and with a hundred thousand flags I will kill Yama Luo!
(End of this chapter)