From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 122: Fighting against the Heroes
"What can I say? Of course it's about a martial arts competition." Jia Wei said calmly.

Zhao Min's face was full of suspicion, and she looked as if she was thinking about something.

While the two were talking, a dashing figure flew onto the stage. A handsome man stood on the stage and bowed slightly, saying:

"Gusu Murongfu, please give me some advice, Master Jia."

Murong Fu's move was simply to gain fame.

Zhao Min looked towards the stage: "Nan Murong? His appearance and martial arts skills are both good..."

Jia Wei stood up and said, "Look, I'm going to beat him into a pig's head."

There was a burst of discussion from the audience, just as the saying goes, "Qiao Feng in the north, Murong in the south."

In recent decades, since Hong Qigong traveled around the world, the Beggars' Sect has been divided into the north and the south. Huang Rong leads the Southern Beggars' Sect, which is mainly composed of the Clean Clothes Sect, and is active in the Jiangnan and Guangdong areas.

The Northern Beggars' Gang, which was mainly composed of the Dirty Clothes Sect, nominated Wang Jiantong as its leader and later passed the throne to Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng was a chivalrous and heroic man who was good at using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and was also very famous in the martial arts world.

Murong Fu is as famous as Qiao Feng, so his strength must be strong.

"Master Murong is here too? He will definitely dampen his enthusiasm!"

"The Murong family's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi' is a world-class martial art. I wonder if I can open my eyes today..."

Jia Wei flew onto the stage without saying a word. Murong Fu was still bowing to salute, but Jia Wei attacked him with a palm.

"A sneak attack! This thief has no moral principles!"

"Brother, do you want to die? Be careful of what you say..."

The figures of the two people on the stage changed. Murong Fu and Jia Wei faced each other with palms. He felt that his palm power was strong and his internal strength was extremely deep.

Without waiting for Murong Fu to react, Jia Wei slammed him with another palm strike, which was a little more powerful than the previous one. After Murong Fu took it, his palm was numb from the shock!

What kind of play is this?
If you work so hard, you will run out of energy after a few dozen moves.

Except in a life-or-death situation, who would be so crazy?
Moreover, Jia Rui had just fought a fierce battle with Huang Rong, so he should have very little internal energy left.

Murong Fu was shocked, but after learning his lesson, he dared not confront Jia Wei again. Whenever he saw Jia Wei attacking, he would avoid him with his clever body movements, and occasionally counterattack with his Xixia kicks and quick punches, hoping to wait until Jia Wei ran out of energy so that he could take him down in one fell swoop.

Jia Wei also saw through his calculations, but sneered in his heart. Every time he made five or six moves, his feet would complete a circle of energy with the Light Water Steps, and his internal energy was almost endless.

Just as the famous saying goes:

I could spend the whole day with you!

He approached with the Lingbo Weibu step, half turned sideways, and suddenly slapped out with two palms, gathering powerful force and pointing directly at Murong Fu's left side.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and seeing that there was nowhere to escape, he quickly used his most powerful trick, the Turn of the Stars.

Murong Fu looked at Jia Wei's hand that was getting closer and closer, and his heart beat as fast as a drum.

Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is known as "returning an attack in your own way", and its power lies in the fact that it can arbitrarily transfer the opponent's internal force and the power and direction of the opponent's martial arts moves, thereby injuring the opponent or a third party while leaving itself unscathed.

But the disadvantage is that it is extremely difficult to use the Tongchuan to convert tangible weapons, fists and feet attacks into intangible and intangible internal energy and qigong.

Moreover, it will become ineffective in special circumstances or when encountering an opponent stronger than oneself, which is extremely dangerous.

Jia Wei couldn't help but smile. He only used one or two points of strength to land a palm on Murong Fu's chest. Murong Fu felt the palm force and quickly used his power to bounce back. At this moment, Jia Wei used the Nine Yang Magic Skill again and pressed down his palm with force! With a "bang", Murong Fu's chest was like a hammer hitting him, and blood spurted out instantly. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his lower body foundation was very good. He did not fall down after taking a step back.

It just so happened that Jia Wei's Nine Yang Magic Art's "borrowing the opponent's force to counterattack" was similar to Murong Fu's "Fighting Stars and Shifting Stars", so he was no stranger to this move.

All the masters below the stage saw the secret of the fight in a split second. Jia Wei only made one attack, but he arranged the sequence of his attacks. He used a feint to offset Murong Fu's Fighting Stars Shift, and then he exerted force again. This was indeed a very sophisticated technique in internal martial arts.

All the heroes in Jianghu were amazed. Guo Jing said, "Brother Jia is so young, yet he has such great accomplishments in martial arts. I am really admirable. I am far inferior to him..."

Only Nun Miejue standing aside had a look of disdain on her face. It was obvious that Jia Wei had learned this trick from her!
That day on Mount Zhongnan, Nun Miejue also broke through Jia Wei's defenses in the same way and beat him until he vomited blood...

Murong Fu's defeat on the stage was certain, but he was also a proud man and would never take the initiative to admit defeat in front of everyone.

Jia Wei did not hold back either, and stepped forward again, slapping him twice on the face. In an instant, Murong Fu's handsome face swelled up to the height of a finger joint.

Jia Wei flew up and kicked him in the chest, and Murong Fu's body flew out like a bundle of straw and fell heavily.

Murong Fu raised his head, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud. The four ministers rushed over to support him, staring at Jia Wei with anger in their eyes, but dared not say anything!

Seeing Murong Fu lose again, there was a dead silence in the audience. Nun Miejue slammed the table and stood up, angrily saying: "He has already lost, why do you still want to kill him? Where is the morality of the martial arts world?"

All the heroes in the martial arts world thought that what Miejue said made sense and expressed their support.

Jia Wei stood on the stage, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. While laughing, he secretly used his internal energy to suppress the chatter of the heroes. It made everyone's ears hurt, and they quickly used their internal energy to resist.

The heroes looked at each other in dismay, shocked by his powerful internal strength. Thinking that he had already defeated two heroes in a row, they all became quiet in an instant.

Jia Wei then said, "Since he didn't admit defeat, how could he have known that he was defeated? I have always been as ruthless to my enemies as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

"I will punish you a little bit, so that you will know that not just anybody is worthy of challenging me!"

Murong Fu was already dying. When he heard Jia Wei calling him a "cat and dog", he thought that after today, he, Gusu Murong Fu, would lose face. He was so angry that he fainted...

"Nan Murong was beaten to death!" Someone shouted this, and there was an uproar and a lot of discussion at the scene.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense. Although Jia Wei was fighting alone against various martial arts sects, in the eyes of everyone, it was still a fight between the court and the martial arts world. Now that the martial arts camp had lost two people in a row, their morale was naturally low.

The Quanzhen Sect was also in a panic. Jia Wei was so fierce, if they waited for him to come and kill them, who could stop him?
Ma Yu, with a livid face, stood up and went onto the stage.

This matter was caused by Quanzhen, so naturally he had to take part.

Jia Wei didn't rest either and started fighting directly.

Although Ma Yu is the leader of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, his strength is not as good as Qiu Chuji.

After Jia Wei killed Qiu Chuji, his skills improved a lot. Now, he naturally has no problem fighting Ma Yu.

After only a hundred moves, Ma Yu was wounded and defeated.

No one was able to remain calm at the scene. Even Guo Jing was a little anxious. Huang Rong comforted him, "Don't worry. Nun Miejue hasn't made a move yet."

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword walked onto the stage.

"Wudang Song Yuanqiao, please teach me."

(End of this chapter)