Good Luck And Double Cultivation

Chapter 533: Holding the beauty home

The nomadic people in the Jiulong Grassland are extremely powerful physically, and Yasang is the best among them. In addition, the two of them are in the same realm at this time. If they fight head-on, he feels that it is impossible not to be Zhou Lang's opponent.

The two soon met head-on. Zhou Lang used elementary and intermediate martial arts such as Wudang Thirteen Postures and Wudang Changquan to fight against Ya Sang. As for Yin Yang Fist and Five Elements Fist, they were advanced martial arts to fight against people like Ya Sang. Not even using advanced martial arts.

Yasang's attack was fierce, but he felt like he had nowhere to exert his force. Every time he faced off against Zhou Lang, he found that once his punching power collided with Zhou Lang's, it was strangely directed aside.

Not only that, the force he exerted often came back with two or three times the strength, making it difficult for him to resist.

Every time they fought, his whole body was numb from the shock. Within five moves, his True Qi was already not functioning smoothly.

"Roar!"

Yasang thought Zhou Lang was using some kind of sorcery. He was completely angry and attacked frantically.

However, Wudang Thirteen Postures and Wudang Changquan are martial arts techniques that leverage strength. The more fierce Yasang attacks, the more violent the backlash will be.

Therefore, he seemed to be attacking aggressively, but was knocked back step by step by Zhou Lang.

"What the hell is going on? Yasang was in a head-on confrontation, so how could he be so vulnerable and defeated by Zhou Lang?"

"This Zhou Lang's fighting skills seem to be very weird. It seems that Yasang is bound to lose, because whether it is a free fight or a head-to-head confrontation, it is impossible for him to gain any benefit from Zhou Lang."

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Several elders in the tribe realized that Yasang was no match for Zhou Lang. They also had Foundation Building Stage Late Stage cultivation. They were of the same generation as the old patriarch and were the most powerful people in the tribe.

"Brother Yasang, please stop fighting. If you continue, you will be seriously injured." Zhou Lang said extremely calmly. He moved like a flowing cloud and started to attack.

Ya Sangkong has a lot of cultivation and a strong body, but his fighting skills are far behind Zhou Lang. Several times, Zhou Lang's fist hit Ya Sang's chest. If Zhou Lang hadn't stopped in time, , Yasang had been beaten away long ago.

"I haven't lost yet!" Yasang gritted his teeth and said. He liked Qiu Meng very much, so he had to persist. Even if there was only a small chance, he would not give up.

"What's the point of persisting in vain."

Zhou Lang sighed, suddenly raised his body, and struck Yasang with a palm in the air.

Seeing Zhou Lang's menacing approach, Ya Sang felt timid, because he knew that if he had a head-on confrontation with Zhou Lang, he would probably suffer a big loss.

In desperation, he began to dodge.

But Zhou Lang's palm gave Yasang a feeling of inescapability, because the shadow of Zhou Lang's palm had enveloped a few tens of meters around him, making him confused about what should be done. How to dodge.

Bang!

At the moment when Yasang hesitated, Zhou Lang's palm had already hit him.

A powerful force surged forward, and Yasang could not stand firm. He flew out and fell several hundred meters away.

Because Zhou Lang kept his hands, he was not injured, but after he stood up, he found that his meridians were not functioning smoothly.

"Zhou Lang, I really can't beat you, what kind of magic are you using?"

Knowing that he was invincible, Yasang had no choice but to stop. Now his loss is not ugly, if he is hit hard by Zhou Lang later, his face will be shameless.

"This is not a sorcery, but a martial skill. As for your meridians not running smoothly, it is because I sealed a few of your acupuncture points."

Zhou Lang said that he had stayed in this tribe for so long, but he knew that one day he would recover his memory, leave here, and return to his original life. Although the people in the tribe were dissatisfied with him because Qiu Meng liked him. Hostile, but he still has a grateful heart, because if it were not for the old clan leader and Qiu Meng, he would definitely be dead, so he wants to teach martial arts to the people in the tribe so that these people can be taller and better able to protect themselves.

"What are martial arts?"

Ya Sang said that in their tribe, fighting is about experience, speed and realm. Although it is not said that there is no skill, it cannot be compared with the Wudang martial arts used by Zhou Lang that have gone through thousands of years of hard work.

"Martial arts are fighting skills. If you learn my martial arts, then your strength in the middle stage of Foundation Building will at least have the combat effectiveness of Foundation Building Late Stage. It is very possible to defeat masters like the old patriarch."

Zhou Lang said.

"I lost, I admit defeat, but I won't learn any of your martial arts skills. I don't care about it." Ya Sang said. After saying this, he turned around and left in despair.

"In this competition, Zhou Lang wins. Is there anyone else who challenges Zhou Lang?"

The voice of the old patriarch rang out again. In fact, he had already seen that even if Yasang had the same cultivation level, he was far from Zhou Lang's opponent. However, he did not stop him, but let the battle continue. Watch more of Zhou Lang's incredible martial arts moves.

He is over eighty years old and has experienced countless battles in his life. He never thought that Zhou Lang would have such exquisite fighting skills.

The boxing ring was silent, Zhou Lang suppressed his realm, Ya Sang was no match for Zhou Lang, who else could fight Zhou Lang.

Although many people are still unwilling to accept Zhou Lang's victory, there is no way to stop it.

"Now I declare that the winner is Zhou Lang. From now on, my granddaughter, the saint Qiu Meng of our tribe, will be Zhou Lang's woman."

The old patriarch waited for about half a minute, and when he saw that no one came to fight, he started to announce loudly.

There was no applause in the audience. Obviously, everyone still didn't like Zhou Lang, an outsider. Many unmarried men were bleeding in their hearts. They hated themselves for not being strong enough to defeat Zhou Lang and could only watch helplessly as Zhou Lang hugged him. The beauty returns.

"Zhou Lang!"

Qiu Meng, who had been worried about Zhou Lang, ran towards Zhou Lang and hugged Zhou Lang tightly. At this moment, her heart was finally settled.

"Qiu Meng." Zhou Lang picked up Qiu Meng in public and left.

Warriors Day usually lasts for three days, and today is the beginning, but Zhou Lang, who has won Qiu Meng, has no intention of staying here. The rest of tonight will belong to him and Qiu Meng.

Seeing Zhou Lang leaving with Qiu Meng in his arms, the unmarried men in the tribe were heartbroken.

Zhou Lang was too powerful. They knew that Qiu Meng had become Zhou Lang's woman. This was already an established fact and could not be changed. Therefore, after a period of sadness, most of them began to focus on other young and beautiful women in the tribe.

…

The moonlight is like water and the night is soft.

Qiu Meng's faint body fragrance penetrated into Zhou Lang's nose, making Zhou Lang very excited.

"Put me down."

About ten minutes later, Qiu Meng said.

Zhou Lang heard this and put Qiu Meng down.

Qiu Meng took Zhou Lang deep into the meadow.

"Why don't you go back to the tent?" Zhou Lang asked curiously.

"I will take you to Minghu Lake." Qiu Meng said: "I am already your woman. We have to take a bath in Minghu Lake first, and then go to the tent. From tonight on, you will no longer live in my grandfather's tent. You have your own Your new tent, from now on, I will live with you."

When Zhou Lang heard about bathing with Qiu Meng, he couldn't help but look forward to it. After losing his memory, sometimes he felt that God was unfair to him, but now, he felt that life was so beautiful, because this night was destined to be an unforgettable night. .

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