Hero Cultivation System

"Haha." There was another loud noise from the Zixiao Palace compound.

The audience, who originally thought that the two had agreed to perform a play and had no expectations at all, were attracted by this unexpected but joyful opening.

By the way, in the first episode, the action of standing there and carrying Tang Lusheng's spear darts coincidentally created the image of Jingxuan's hard-line hero. However, this time the same scene reappeared, and the old cow nose once again stood there stupidly and let Liang Gong go. You can attack as much as you like, basically becoming a typical example of a petty sufferer, just a second-rate person.

It looked as if his sleeves and the hem of his robe were riddled with holes by rats. The old Taoist who was originally a fairy-like person immediately turned into a beggar, which of course made people laugh.

Jingxuan, who was in the air, heard everyone's jeers. He was so angry that he couldn't turn around and almost went crazy. He had to temporarily fall down halfway. After staggering a few steps, he immediately stood up and adjusted his breath. This made Liang, who was standing on the spot and waiting for his breath, Gong was dumbfounded, not knowing what tricks this old cow-nosed self-director and actor was playing.

The two people's movements were very joyful, and everyone's laughter, which had not stopped, suddenly started again. This time, they couldn't stop laughing until they burst into laughter.

A league main event final that should be very serious turned into a farce. Not only did the two players in the field stop competing, but Jing Le and others on the stage didn't know what to do.

"Quiet." Jingxu's "quiet" formula came out again, but this time what he wanted to calm was not the noisy audience, but Jingxuan's restless heart.

Sure enough, Jingxuan's whole body was shocked when he heard it. He immediately closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. The energy that was boiling like boiling water gradually calmed down. When he opened his eyes again after a while, his eyes were clear and calm.

Only then did everyone realize that Jingxu was actually in the competition. He took the opportunity to help his own family members who were participating in the competition, and immediately cursed as harshly as possible:

"I wonder, Wudang, do you dare to be more shameless?"

"Nah, that's not fair."

"Damn it, with this level of courage, you still dare to care about the position of leader of the martial arts alliance."

Turning a deaf ear to the filthy words below, after Master Jingxu issued the "quiet" formula, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, paying no attention to external affairs. I really need to be more shameless and show it to everyone. Anyway, it doesn't hurt or itch. Can you bite me?

Liang Gong was also troubled for a long time. He remembered the experience of dealing with Wu Shi in Wuyang last time. He knew that to deal with such masters with top-notch numbers, it was best to defeat them from within. Therefore, he devoted himself to the design and finally succeeded. Provoked Jingxuan to create a favorable situation, but Jingxu broke it with one word. After the tough-nosed old man opposite him calmed down, it became more difficult to deal with him.

"Hiss." Jingxuan looked down at his sleeves and hem, suddenly smiled, turned the sword in his hand and swung it at himself twice, actually cutting off the damaged part of the Taoist robe, revealing two bare forearms. It's not the same as the length.

"Holy shit." Liang Gong's mouth immediately turned bitter when he saw his smile. He knew that Lao Niubi had completely put down the embarrassment and anger just now, and his mood had returned to a perfect state. Now it was his turn to smile bitterly.

"Brother Liang, please." Jingxuan spread his legs and raised his sword to the center of his eyebrows. He turned around and squatted down. He pointed the sword finger of his left hand on the long sword and said to Liang Gong. This meant starting over.

"Tsk, it's true that you should refine your nature before refining the elixir, and cultivate your mind before practicing the great medicine." The Wudang sect focuses on cultivating the mind and refining the nature. Although Jingxuan lost his nature for a while, as soon as the nature of the mind came back, he immediately became full of emptiness and enlightenment. There are no flaws. He is truly a master who has entered the realm of Three Flowers Gathering. There is no way Nangong Ming is different from him.

Facing an unprecedented opponent, Liang Gong recalled the feeling of being helplessly manipulated by Master Hua Hua, the head of the Emei Sect, but today he can actually fight against Jingxuan of the same level. When the wind falls, a strong fighting spirit arises spontaneously.

He held the handle of the knife with his backhand, bowed at the waist and slowly pulled it out. The sword energy suddenly rolled towards Jingxuan. As the dragon-slaying sword was unsheathed inch by inch, his momentum increased foot by foot, gradually closing in on the sword. In the realm of one, everyone knew for some reason that the moment the sword was drawn out, his momentum would rise to its highest point, and what followed would be a violent storm of attacks.

Jingxuan's heart trembled, and he really put away his contempt. He had been practicing hard in Wudang Mountain for half his life, and his combat experience was slightly insufficient. However, Liang Gong could exert such a compelling momentum with the sword-drawing gesture. If he didn't take it seriously, then All these years of training have truly been in vain.

"Please." The word "please." was still rolling on the tip of Liang Gong's tongue: "Clang" the dragon-slaying knife was finally unsheathed. He widened his eyes angrily and strode forward, took three steps forward and then jumped up. The human knife turned into a gust of wind. Stab away quickly, with great potential to throw life and death away.

Before the knife arrived, a sharp and solid murderous aura had already struck in front of Jingxuan. Even the spectators who were about ten meters away felt frightened and retreated unconsciously. Some even raised their swords. The weapon in his hand was used as a block.

Ninety-nine percent of the people present felt that they would never be able to parry this sword. Unless they were willing to die with the enemy, the only option was to dodge in front of the sword. However, everyone also understood that what followed was bound to be an endless series of slashes. To kill, no one would be able to take more than ten moves.

"A Thousand Miles and a Thousand Thousand Miles." This move evolved from the ten "life and death" movements of the bloody battle. It has indeed reached the point of reducing complexity to simplicity, putting it to death and reviving.

With this strike, Liang Gong's status in the hearts of everyone could not help but rise. It was not until this moment that he was truly recognized by his martial arts colleagues as a master of the main competition level. Everyone could only look up and sigh.

Jingxuan stared at Liang Gong's incoming force with his starry eyes, holding his chest and drawing back, lowering his shoulders and elbows, until the breath of the sword touched his face. When the sword was already less than three feet away, he exhaled and made a sound, and stepped back with his right foot. Take a step back, raise the sword up and back, then retract your left foot, arc forward and to the left, and stab with your backhand.

This sword does not have any smell of fireworks, it seems to be slowing down the actual attack. It uses stillness to stop and then strike first. The movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water continuously. It is exactly the famous move of Wudang Tai Chi swordsmanship "walking and lifting the sword".

There are not tens of millions but millions of people in China who practice Tai Chi swordsmanship. Every morning in the park, the old men and women dance gracefully with a sword in their hands. Everyone thinks it is just a showpiece, but they did not expect Jingxuan to be at this critical moment. At this critical moment, he used such an ordinary sword to deal with Liang Gong's forward movement, which was extremely fierce.

One strong and one soft, one fast and one slow, forming a strong contrast in everyone's view. No one believed that Jingxuan's light and seemingly effortless Tai Chi sword could block Liang Gong's murderous sword.

"Qiang" is not a strong clash of gold and iron, but just a slight scraping sound. The swords meet each other. Liang Gong's extremely fierce sword is deflected by the long sword and slips instantly. It hits the empty place instantly, without any impact. The reserved figure was also accelerated by a soft force, passing directly past Jingxuan, while Jingxuan's backhand thrust directly hit the empty door behind Liang Gong.

"Wow." The onlookers were shocked. Only then did they realize that Wudang's Tai Chi swordsmanship was no show-off. It was truly a supreme skill that used softness to overcome strength.

Since it is a life-and-death move, of course, I must use all my strength without any reservation, leaving no back hand to release the beam bow that cannot be retracted. Jingxuan uses the strength of his body to move forward with four or two strokes, and he immediately accelerates forward involuntarily. , couldn't even turn around and immediately fell into a desperate situation,

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