Good Luck And Double Cultivation

Chapter 530 Invincible (3 more)

"Zhou Lang, you are an outsider. I don't want to take advantage of you. You go first."

When Qingke saw that Zhou Lang still looked down on him, he immediately held back his anger and said, he knew Qiu Meng liked Zhou Lang, so he would not only suppress Zhou Lang in terms of cultivation, but also occupy the position in terms of bearing and demeanor. Upside.

"You should make the first move. You are at the peak of the Qi Refining stage. If you don't make the first move, you won't have a chance to make a move in front of me."

Zhou Lang said lightly, he was still standing very casually.

"What a loud tone."

Qingke was angered by Zhou Lang's tone. You must know that he is one of the top ten strong men of the younger generation in the tribe, and no one has ever looked down upon him like this.

"Qingke, don't underestimate the enemy. Zhou Lang seems to be standing casually, but his casualness is in line with heaven." Suddenly, an old man in the crowd said.

This old man is the elder of the tribe, the same generation as the old patriarch, and his strength is among the top in the tribe.

"Senior Qingfeng said so, this Zhou Lang should be really not simple."

"Senior Qingfeng is right. He is standing in confusion. His whole body is full of flaws, but there seems to be no flaws at all."

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As soon as Elder Qingfeng opened his mouth, someone immediately commented.

Qingke is the grandson of Qingfeng Chang. Hearing what his grandfather said, he immediately calmed down and began to look at and examine Zhou Lang again.

Previously, he thought he could easily defeat Zhou Lang, but when he looked at Zhou Lang's strength again, he was secretly surprised, because his grandfather was right. Zhou Lang seemed to be standing casually, but he was so majestic that he matched the sky and the earth. of truth.

"Let's take action." Zhou Lang didn't dare to interrupt Qingfeng or the comments of the people around him. He still said to Qingke calmly: "You'd better take action with all your strength, otherwise you will lose ugly."

"Take the move!"

When Qingke heard what Zhou Lang said, he couldn't bear it any longer. With a sway, he flew up into the air, and with a volley of palms, he sent Zhou Lang in the chest.

The two were originally dozens of meters apart, but in less than a tenth of a second, Qingke's palm was already in front of Zhou Lang.

"It's so fast. Although I also like Saint Qiu Meng, I'm afraid I can't even block Qingke's palm. It seems that I am not qualified to participate in the challenge."

Someone commented.

Zhou Lang still stood still. Although Qingke was very fast, he slapped the palm calmly.

The two streams of True Qi clashed instantly.

ah!

But at this moment, Qingke let out a loud shout and flew out.

With this palm, Zhou Lang used True Qi a little bit, and Qingke flew backwards for several hundred meters and fell directly to the ground, almost hitting the onlookers around him.

At this time, the onlookers were shocked. You must know that Qingke is at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage. He is only one step away from becoming a monk of the Foundation Building Stage. But now, he was killed by Zhou Lang in an instant.

This point, not to mention Qiu Meng and other people in the tribe, even the old patriarch was very surprised. He felt that no matter how strong Zhou Lang was, he was only at the peak of the Foundation Building Stage, similar to him, but As soon as Zhou Lang made a move, he knew that he had underestimated Zhou Lang, because even he couldn't knock Qingke away so easily.

He was knocked several hundred meters away with one palm. According to common sense, Qingke was probably seriously injured or even killed directly.

Just as the old patriarch was complaining about why Zhou Lang was so harsh even after he said hello, Qingke, who had fallen to the ground, stood up.

Apart from Qingke's pale face, he didn't see any injuries. The animal skin clothes he was wearing were just scratched on the ground.

"Can you send and receive freely? It seems that Zhou Lang is at least a master in the early stage of Gold Core, and he has taken Nine-leaf Snow Lotus and has abundant True Qi in his body. Even if hundreds of people fight against him today, it is impossible to defeat him. The person Qiu Meng likes It’s really good.”

The old patriarch was completely relieved, because he knew that Zhou Lang's palm seemed to be overbearing just now, but in fact it was withheld. Otherwise, Qingke would not have been injured.

"Qingke, come on!"

After Qingke stood up, he stood there in a daze. Many tribesmen encouraged him and asked him to fight Zhou Lang again. After all, he was not injured and was fully capable of fighting again.

"Zhou Lang's cultivation is unfathomable. You'd better give up. He already held back just now. If he really teaches you a lesson, you'll probably have to lie in bed for a while."

Just when Qingke was wondering whether he should fight Zhou Lang again, his grandfather Qingfeng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Zhou Lang, thank you for showing mercy, I lost."

Qingke was stunned for a moment, saluted Zhou Lang with fists from a distance, and then pushed him away.

I originally thought it was a big battle, but I didn't expect that the outcome was determined by just one move. Many people who were preparing to fight Zhou Lang were too worried to stand up and challenge easily. You must know that Qingke was already one of them. The best among them, but Qingke was knocked away by Zhou Lang with just one move and gave up.

"Isn't there no one who dares to challenge me? In this case, it would be really embarrassing. When have the warriors of our tribe ever been so cowardly?"

"Even if we lose to Zhou Lang, if the battle continues, we can always defeat Zhou Lang. In this case, the saint will not be taken away by Zhou Lang."

Some people discussed that these were married people who were disappointed with the performance of unmarried men because no one in the tribe wanted Saint Qiu Meng to marry an outsider.

"I come!"

"I come!"

The warriors in the tribe are of course very bloody. Many warriors did not participate in the Warriors Festival before to marry their wives. That is because they were waiting for Qiu Meng to come of age. Now that Qiu Meng has turned eighteen, every unmarried warrior, Everyone wanted to have Qiu Meng, and some young warriors who thought they had the strength were naturally not so easy to admit defeat. Soon, seven or eight people stood up.

"You decide on your own the order in which you will fight Zhou Lang." The old patriarch said to the seven or eight warriors.

"I'll go first!" a big man yelled. He knew that he was no match for Zhou Lang, but now, he wanted to fight Zhou Lang to death. He was willing to use it as a stepping stone to help.

"I'll go first!"

Several other people also yelled. They knew very well that Zhou Lang could not be defeated without dozens of people fighting in a round-robin battle, but they no longer cared so much. Let the people from the tribe marry Qiu Meng instead of Zhou Lang, an outsider. It has become their biggest wish now.

"There's no need to argue, you can come together." But Zhou Lang said.

"What?" Everyone who participated in the Warrior Festival thought they heard wrong. No matter how powerful Zhou Lang is, he should be afraid of wheel battles, but now Zhou Lang actually wants to fight eight at a time. If this continues, it will only accelerate his consumption of True Qi.

"What did you say?" asked a young warrior who stood up.

"You guys come together to save time." Zhou Lang said.

"Everyone come together!"

The eight young warriors who participated in the battle were not coy. They looked at each other and outflanked Zhou Lang. He had already seen how powerful Zhou Lang was, and they did not hesitate to defeat Zhou Lang in this dishonorable way.

Although the Kowloon nomads belong to a cultivating tribe, their level of civilization is not high. They rely on their strong bodies and powerful martial arts to fight against their enemies. Although they also have simple martial arts, those martial arts are insignificant compared to Zhou Lang's martial arts. There is a huge difference. You must know that Zhou Lang's martial arts are Wudang techniques, left behind by Sanfeng Perfected Being, a wizard in the world of cultivation.

But these eight young warriors came outflanking them, and their momentum was quite strong. They were all at the pinnacle of the Foundation Building Stage. Their speed was very fast, like eight wild horses rushing towards them, and their momentum was astonishing.

Qiu Meng became a little worried, but Zhou Lang still stood there quietly, seemingly not seeing the danger.

"Zhou Lang, be careful."

Qiu Mengjiao shouted, reminding Zhou Lang not to take it lightly.

Her reminder is enough to show her affection for Zhou Lang. It can be said that she has regarded Zhou Lang as her man.

When she shouted like this, how could the people in the tribe not understand?

In the past, many people pursued Qiu Meng, but were rejected by Qiu Meng. Therefore, many people in the tribe were heartbroken. At the same time, their bloodshed was aroused. They felt that they must defeat Zhou Lang.

"Qiu Meng, don't worry." Zhou Lang still stood there very relaxed and just smiled at Qiu Meng.

His smile was very contagious. When Qiu Meng saw him smiling, her worry gradually disappeared.

At this moment, eight young warriors also rushed in front of Zhou Lang.

Eight huge fists blasted towards Zhou Lang.

They all used True Qi, so the sound of these eight fists breaking open was terrifying.

This time, Zhou Lang didn't take any action at all, he just stood there.

"don't want!"

Qiu Meng was shocked, and her heart that had just calmed down began to twitch, and she screamed in horror.

She couldn't figure out why Zhou Lang didn't defend, attack, or fight back. The full blow of these eight young warriors was enough to destroy the towering trees. Although the Warriors Festival is a competition, not a life and death fight, and killing is not allowed. But she was afraid that Zhou Lang would be beaten to death directly.

Eight terrifying fists struck Zhou Lang.

Buzz!

Zhou Lang's body actually made the sound of metal being hit hard, and a golden light spread out to protect his body, easily dispelling all the terrifying strength on these eight fists.

He is at the peak of the Gold Core stage, and his physical body is extremely strong. Coupled with the True Qi body protection, these are still Qi Refining Stage monks, so there is no way they can hurt him at all.

Many people thought Zhou Lang would be defeated, but Zhou Lang still stood there with a smile on his face.

The eight young warriors felt something was wrong, and they immediately wanted to change their tactics.

But they were still too late.

"open!"

Zhou Lang gave a soft drink, and the aura on his body suddenly emitted, and a huge energy also emitted.

The eight young warriors felt a strong push. They couldn't keep their feet and flew out.

Like Qingke, the eight of them flew several hundred meters upside down before falling to the ground, but they were basically uninjured.

"Zhou Lang, you are so powerful. A few of us have given up, but there are tens of thousands of unmarried young men in our tribe. We all like the saint Qiu Meng. You, an outsider, don't even think about marrying Qiu Meng. We young warriors I will fight with you, consume all your True Qi, and defeat you!"

The one with the highest cultivation level among the eight people cupped his fists at Zhou Lang and said.

"In that case, if you want to challenge me, come together and save yourself the trouble." Zhou Lang smiled lightly.

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