Polite

The game lasted from morning until dusk.

The further you get to the back, the more masters appear. Except for the famous ones, the others are actually pretty good.

Chen Yi was also surprised.

"This year's Anbang National Tournament, everyone competed so seriously."

Mu Qingyun laughed: "Although we fight very seriously, we are very measured."

All the players are willing to hit the target, not to mention killing, even hurting others.

She saw politeness in several arenas.

There is only one exception in the arena.

When the sky got dark, it was finally Mu Luosheng's turn to play, facing off against Yiwei Dujiang, Xing Xixi.

Xing Xixi walked up the stone steps to the ring step by step in a serious manner, without showing off his extraordinary lightness. However, when Mu Qingyun saw him walking, he felt like a dancing dragonfly, flitting across the lake, very light.

In an instant, a thick and heavy momentum erupted from this moment. The martial arts arena seemed to be weighed down by Mount Tai, and everyone found it difficult to even breathe.

Sitting full of silence.

Everyone wears arm guards and headgear, but obviously, these arm guards can protect his arms, but the pain will still hurt, and the injury will still hurt.

Everyone was surprised.

Xing Xixi still refused to retreat. He took a deep breath, and his muscles all over his body swelled. His fist met the overwhelming Taishan, but still only hit Mu Luosheng's face.

Everyone felt that the sword light on the arena hurt their eyes and made all the hairs on their bodies stand on end.

Xing Xixi raised his head when he heard the sound, his chest bulged slightly, and he suddenly shouted - "Roar!"

All the warriors stood up, and the atmosphere became tense.

Mu Luosheng was obviously surprised for a moment, but he still reacted quickly. With one side of his head and the back of his heavy sword, he suddenly slashed at Xing Xixian's abdomen.

Following the shout, a current of air envelops the flying sand and rocks in the martial arts arena, carrying the air waves and rushing towards the trees.

Mu Qingyun also had an idea in an instant.

As long as it consumes some of his physical strength and affects his condition, Xing Xixi's mission will be completed.

Mu Qingyun gasped and asked in a low voice: "Is this a reed crossing the river?"

For this reason, he would not hesitate to die.

Xing Xixi became more and more difficult to resist. Later, he only avoided the killing moves that would make him lose his fighting power. As for the others, he withstood them.

Mu Qingyun also let out a sigh of relief.

Chen Yi hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Wang Jiaoxi.

Mu Qingyun thought: He is very good at Qinggong.

But no matter how good the Qing Gong is, it won't do much harm to Mu Luosheng.

In a flash of thought, before Mu Luosheng finished speaking, the heavy sword quickly began to rotate. The large pieces of bluestone on the entire arena were cracked inch by inch. The audience who were close to the arena instinctively began to shrink back.

Xing Xixi sneered and said nothing.

The competition committee thought it through very well, but Xing Xixi knew it himself. As soon as he saw Mu Luosheng, he understood that this person's Qing Gong was equally good. In the imagined situation of hanging someone and looking for opportunities to injure him, Qing Gong alone could not do it.

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Mu Qingyun's eyes were fixed on the heavy sword, and his mind was in a mess. Suddenly, an idea flashed, and he said loudly: "Senior brother - the mind is at ease with infinite prajna, and the movement of the body is natural in silence!"

"From now on, you can no longer practice martial arts, or even walk, but it doesn't matter, this is life."

Mu Luosheng's face was also injured, but his sword was not affected at all.

It's still raining.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the other person rushed in front of Mu Luosheng and punched him directly in the face.

There was a row of blades on the glove, and Mu Luosheng's blood spurted out. His face sank slightly, but it seemed that he had not been affected at all. Before the first sword's power was exhausted, the second sword caught up with him, and each one was stronger than the last.

Fortunately she has a good memory.

Mu Qingyun looked around, but still didn't see Situ Qingshuang.

The sword was faster than the other, and heavier than the other.

At this moment, Xing Xian's slender figure swooped forward, punching towards the door. Mu Luosheng raised his left hand to block, but he took three steps back, then three steps back, his arms trembled slightly, and his nostrils trembled.

A few drops of blood came out and his face turned pale.

After this game, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became much more relaxed.

The punch was heavy and heavy, and the muscles all over his body were condensed. Mu Qingyun felt like he had seen a tiger descending from the mountain.

Mu Luosheng's rapidly rotating heavy sword unexpectedly slipped out of his hands in an instant and almost fell to the ground. His arm muscles swelled and there was a faint sound of tearing.

"After this time, I think I will be more diligent in my ten thousand reincarnations."

For such a long time, she had been doing her own thing seriously and being a hard-working Zhang Qingqing, but when she dreamed about it at midnight, she still missed that person a little.

Mu Qingyun turned around and suddenly understood.

boom!

In an instant, the audience present was horrified.

The thin punches were like stones falling from the sky.

Fortunately, Xing Xixi was not only born in the Vajra Sect, he was once a disciple of the abbot, and knew how to use the "One Leaf Tathagata" trick.

Xing Xixi was born in the Vajra Sect. He used to be a monk. He practiced not only Qinggong but also boxing from a young age.

Wang Jiaoxi also said nothing.

Xing Xixi patted the ground and flew up. The moment he spoke, he was already beside Mu Luosheng, and his fists were flying for a while.

This contains a martial art, 'One Leaf Tathagata'.

At his age, he was still very unfamiliar with this move. Mu Qingyun thought of the information he had read, a book called "Jie Shen Jie", in which there was a paragraph explaining the move of "One Leaf Tathagata".

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After a successful blow, all the strength in Xing Xixi's body was gone. He retreated and immediately raised his hand to signal defeat.

The sentence she recited comes from the Avatamsaka Sutra.

Since his nickname is Yiwei Dujiang, his Qinggong is certainly good and his nickname is rarely wrong.

Xing Xixi was able to control his instincts and endured the attack, hitting Mu Luosheng on the left side of his face with one punch.

Mu Luosheng's "Ten Thousand Ways of Reincarnation" looks like a swordsmanship, but in fact it requires the mobilization of all five senses including his hearing, smell, and touch, and it also requires peak control.

Xing carefully wiped the blood on his face and said nothing.

But if he calls it out directly, he is afraid that Mu Luosheng himself will know the details of this move.

In fact, of course Situ was more important now, but what she mainly wanted to see was the historian Lou Ying.

Zhuo Yanfei stood up suddenly with a solemn expression: "Ten thousand reincarnations!"

After all, that person is carrying Teacher Xiao Fang.

Outside the venue, all the spectators held their breath.

Mu Luosheng finally regained his natural calmness and smiled: "Okay, I will give you a training session."

The audience outside the venue instinctively shrank their stomachs.

The referee grabbed the time and waved his hand: "Start!"

It seems that he was born in a state of denial.

The two of them fought thirteen moves in a row, and Xing Xixi was finally hit firmly on the shoulder by Mu Luosheng's sword. He rolled over and fell to the ground, with blood flowing from his nose, eyes, and ears.

This is one of the unique skills of the accurate sword Shengmu Shiyi. It is as immovable as a mountain. When used with a heavy sword, the power is also amazing.

Mu Luosheng calmed down, retracted his arm, and bowed carefully to Xing Xing.

No one thought that Xing Xixi, who everyone knew must be at a disadvantage, would make the first move.

He must strive for an absolute victory for those who come after him.

He only took a few steps back and then rushed forward again.

Mu Luosheng walked down from the ring, nodded humbly and politely to Xing Xixi, who was lying on the stretcher, and said, "Thank you for your advice."

‘Sitting and meditating, walking and meditating, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata, the flowers turn green in spring, the leaves fall in autumn, the infinite prajna is at ease, the movement is silent and the body is natural.’.

Mu Luosheng's airy expression finally became a little solemn: "Okay, take my move -"

Zhuo Yanfei exhaled: "Unmoving as a mountain."

I don’t know if I can walk without moving the tree.

Mu Luosheng saluted Mu Qingyun again, then put his sword on his back and left the martial arts arena step by step.

Xing Xixi then pulled away and retreated, vomiting two mouthfuls of blood while retreating.

His only mission today is to injure trees and survive, and it would be best if he could be seriously injured.

Mu Qingyun curled her fingers. She wanted to persuade Xing Xixian to retreat, but for some reason, she couldn't say anything.

The referee quickly pushed him off the ring and threw him into the group of doctors.

Mu Luosheng looked solemn: "Good boxing skills, you are a man, go down."

Just when the referee was about to announce that Situ Qingshuang was absent, this man came slowly despite the heavy rain.

Situ Qingshuang stepped onto the ring, and his opponent, Xue Liang from Yanzimen, also breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly admitted defeat.

If Situ Qingshuang didn't come, Xue Liang didn't know how it would end.

Everyone knows very well that Situ Qingshuang is the trump card prepared for Mu Luosheng. If he loses in the first round, is it possible that he will compete with Mu Luosheng?
Chapter completed!