The best golden pupil

Chapter 657
Facing Qiu Ze's almost roaring growl, seeing Ning Tao's expressionless face, he pointed in the air with one hand, then clenched his fists, and replied in a deep voice, "If you want to fight, fight!"

As he clenched his fist, his aura suddenly rose. If it was said that Ning Tao made people look like he was only strong in the outside world, but at this moment, he showed his sharpness.

Cultivation climbed up, acquired, innate, in the middle stage of innate, an invisible breath burst out.

Today is his first battle after his cultivation has been restored.

In this battle, victory is allowed, but defeat is not allowed.

Even if the opponent's cultivation base is extremely strong, Ning Tao does not allow himself to take a step back.

There is also a saying in ancient times that the battle between monks is the battle of luck.

If you first overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum, then you will be half successful. If you are lucky, you will lose every enemy.

Especially this kind of battle of the same realm, if you win, you can plunder the opponent's luck and add to your body, which will help your practice.

It's just that many powerful people are deeply skeptical about this. According to this statement, wouldn't geniuses become stronger and stronger that day, and those with mediocre qualifications are destined to be just stepping stones?

The two viewpoints are at a stalemate, but one thing is generally accepted. After standing in the same realm, if the loser does not adjust his mentality well, it is easy to form karma and hinder his practice.

In Ning Tao's heart, he also longed for a fight, a fight to soothe the pain in his heart.

There are always some that I don't want to mention, but Qiu Ze has uncovered his scars.

"Insanity!"

At this point, seeing that Ning Tao was still brazen, Qiu Ze's eyes turned red again, he stomped hard on the ground with his feet, and as soon as the spiritual power in his body was lifted, his whole body was like a cannonball, and he rushed towards the former.

The battle of monks is far from a competition for ordinary people. Those with advanced realms are no different from the special effects in movies.

When he was approaching, Qiu Ze twisted his waist and pulled out his right leg suddenly, like a whip, the message fell from the sky like a thunderstorm, with a fierce voice.

In Qiu Ze's eyes, it was full of madness. If he wanted to hit Ning Tao, he would beat Ning Tao to the ground, and let everyone in the audience see that the monk still had to rely on his fists to speak.

hiss!
Seeing Qiu Ze's leg, many people in the audience turned pale with shock, and Ziyang couldn't help calling out his channel number, his expression tensed.

In the saber gesture, the big move of powerfully chopping Huashan, in fact, is simple, that is, to make a knife, from top to bottom, with all your strength, the power is not insignificant.

The so-called simplification is the same principle. Now Qiu Ze's kicks are similar to each other. No one expected that the opponent would go all out when he came up.

In an instant, Wudang disciples became worried about Ning Tao.

This kind of competition is not easy to play, and those who are not strong enough may win or lose in this leg.

Everyone in the audience changed color, but on the stage, as the bearer, Ning Tao felt even stronger.

call!
There was a wind, and it blew fiercely on his face, causing Ning Tao's cheeks to ache, and instantly his hairs stood on end.

The two were so close that he could even see the ferocious expression on Qiu Ze's face.

At this moment, Ning Tao didn't retreat, and in fact he couldn't. His cultivation was not as good as the opponent's. If he retreated like this, there was no possibility of winning this battle.

Since you can't retreat, you have to block it even if you die. In an instant, Ning Tao bowed his body like a bow and arrow. went up to welcome.

With the body as the bow and the arms as the arrows, Wudang Zhenwu 36 moves, the overlord lifts the tripod!

The True Martial Style is considered as the Wudang school's subduing method. It is as famous as Shaolin's 72 unique skills. It is powerful and can only be cultivated if it has reached the innate level.

Last time in Haishi, Wu Chenzi had already passed the 36 moves to Ning Tao, but with the latter's talent, so far, he can only be familiar with six of them.

Among them, the Overlord Lifting the Ding is one of them. The founder of Wudang Kaipai is famous for his softness, and he is good at pulling a thousand catties. This move is one of the few moves that can be opened and closed.

Bang!
In the eyes of everyone, Qiu Ze's whip leg finally arrived, and it flew down into the air, pressing directly on Ning Tao's arms, making a loud noise.

hum!
Ning Tao only felt a shock all over his body, and a monstrous force came from his arms, which bent his body in an instant, and then couldn't help but staggered back. After three steps, he stopped.

It's just that when he raised his head, his face was flushed abnormally, and blood was spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Qiu Ze also took two steps back at the same time. Only then did he defuse the momentum. When he looked up, he couldn't help but let out a hmm.

He almost had no reservations about the blow just now, but Qiu Zedun was surprised to see that Ning Tao was only slightly injured.

But then Qiu Ze showed a sneer on his face, "I'll see how long you can resist!"

Although Ning Tao blocked his move, Qiu Ze also tried out the former's cultivation base, which is the mid-innate stage.

The further you go on the road of practice, the harder it is to bridge the gap between them.

He admits in his heart that Ning Tao is definitely a genius. He can cultivate to the mid-innate stage in this short period of time. Compared with him, his aptitude is only stronger than weaker.

But so what, even if your aptitude is as high as the sky, a genius who has not grown up is still nothing after all.

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Ze rushed again, clenched his fists and raised his hands, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, drowning Ning Tao.

Before he had time to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, Ning Tao clenched his lowered fists, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the Taiyi Five Elements Fist also slammed over.

For a moment, fists collided in the arena, and the two figures were complicated, which made everyone's hearts tugged.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance. Among the two, Ning Tao is at a disadvantage, completely only defending but not attacking.

Now it is supported by one breath alone.

"Why bother?!"

Unable to bear any more words, he raised his hand to announce the channel number, and gently closed his eyes.

Ye Wanqing wore a veil and couldn't see any expression, but her big exposed eyes looked at the ring without blinking, her pupils seemed to be foggy, and her shoulders were trembling.

The fists in the sleeves are clenched tightly, and the nails are sinking into the flesh without knowing it.

After returning from the mountain, Ye Wanqing originally thought that she planned to never see Ning Tao, so she would be with her forever.

But in the main hall, the figure who faced the clear figure for her made her shaken again.

There is a feeling called hitting you, pain in my heart, that's it.

Ye Wanqing shot without even thinking about it, knowing that she was invincible, she would fight with all her might.

If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old. Now on the ring, Ning Tao knew that he was invincible, so he resolutely shot, just because she stood with dignity.

According to legend, human tears are the purest water in the world. If a woman can cry, it proves that she really loves.

The mist filled the air, and Ye Wanqing's eyes glistened, straight as mouth, just like the blood on the corner of Ning Tao's mouth on the stage, bitter and sticky.

(End of this chapter)