Please Kill the Demon

"This... seems to be the tiger-folding technique of Tiangangmen?"

The spectators outside were knowledgeable, and immediately recognized that this was Tiangangmen's unique secret technique, and it was an extremely brilliant martial arts combat technique.

Shushan disciples really don't study martial arts very much. In fact, most Taoist disciples don't practice this. Even in physical training, they all work hard in the direction of strengthening the physical body.

No matter how many whistling moves you practice, I am faster and stronger than you, and my fists are stronger than yours.

The basic logic of physical training is indeed mostly like this.

But just before the Jingtian gossip retreat, Chu Liang had a chat with Ling Ao.

In seventy days, if he further studied physical training or raised his realm, it would not be of much help to Ling Ao's combat power. After all, any aspect of cultivation has marginal effects.

But in terms of martial arts, Ling Ao had little contact with them before. Even if he had practiced some combat skills before, he mainly focused on acceleration and strength, and rarely paid attention to combat skills.

Chu Liang, who has practiced brick fighting, knows that in many situations, martial arts can play a role of four or two. However, Ling Ao had rarely been involved in it before. If he studied martial arts during this period, he believed that the improvement in strength would definitely be greater than others.

If you want to practice martial arts, you must have suitable classics. There are quite a few martial arts skills stored on Mount Shu, but it's not clear which one is suitable.

At this time, Chu Liang showed his top contacts again.

He called Yun Chaoxian over overnight, comprehensively examined Ling Ao's physical quality, and selected the most suitable set of martial arts skills for him.

The Tiangangmen disciples share the same brain because they put all their wisdom on martial arts. In this regard, Yun Chaoxian is a well-deserved genius.

After some evaluation, he felt that Ling Ao's speed, explosive power, and spiritual sense reaction were all top-notch, but his physical toughness was not enough, so he was suitable for practicing some skills that focused on attack, focused on dodge, and light on defense.

In the end, Yun Chaoxian left this "Tiger Folding Technique".

The tiger-folding technique emphasizes close-quarters bunts, maneuvering in a small area and making sharp and decisive shots, which can be called a close-combat killer.

And now, Ling Ao is showing the results of his 70 days of painstakingly practicing the Tiger Folding Technique.

"Ho!"

When Qi Lin'er was dizzy, Ling Ao naturally didn't give him a chance to breathe, but swept his body and counterattacked back.

His figure was also an afterimage when it flew by, and it instantly bullied Qi Lin'er's body. Qi Lin'er moved and dodged, Ling Ao chased after him.

whoosh whoosh—

Thanks to the wide enough space in the corridor, the two of them could chase like this. After a while, Qi Lin'er was finally overtaken by Ling Ao.

Snapped.

He suddenly turned around and punched, but was cut by Ling Ao's hand again on the wrist, and then turned around and kicked a side knee.

Bang——

This one directly hit Qi Lin'er's waist, slamming his small figure against the wall of the corridor, and punched him again!

Boom——

The phalanx of this fist protruded, and it hit Qi Lin'er's throat viciously!

Of these attacks he suffered, any ordinary person would be killed immediately, but his thin and small figure could bear them all.

Seeing that Ling Ao wanted to take advantage of the victory again, Qi Lin'er suddenly opened his mouth and roared, "Oh—"

His roar was like the neighing of a divine beast, and his eyes burst into fierce brilliance!

Ling Ao was immediately shaken by the roar, and flew backwards and hit the wall on the other side of the corridor!

"Cough..." Qi Lin'er landed on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said hoarsely: "I originally wanted to use this move to defeat Chu Liang, since that's the case, let's use it to deal with you first..."

While speaking, his eyes also turned into vertical pupils, golden flames ignited, pieces of green scales covered his skin, convex horns began to appear on his forehead, and his whole body turned into a dragon figure in an instant.

This is... Dragon Soul Possession!

Ling Ao has done a lot of understanding of the secret arts of the dragon clan, and Chu Liang may not be as good as him in this regard. He recognized at a glance that this was a higher-level gift than dragon scale inheritance.

The dragon clan has a strict hierarchy for the gift of power, dragon blood, dragon breath, dragon soul... the hierarchy is strict.

Among them, the gift of dragon blood is more like giving a subordinate or servant, refining the body with a drop of real dragon blood, which can significantly improve the strength in a short period of time, but the follow-up potential is insufficient.

The gift of dragon's breath is for juniors or disciples, if you give a dragon scale with dao rhyme to the other party, you can bring dragon's breath to the other party. The improvement is not strong in a short period of time, but in the long run, the potential is the greatest and the upper limit is the highest. It belongs to a way of inheritance of the real dragon.

The dragon soul is more precious, because it will weaken the real dragon itself, and donate part of the dragon soul to the opponent, so that the opponent can possess the dragon soul and borrow part of his own power when necessary. This is usually a kind of protection of adult true dragons for the pure-blooded dragon cubs, preventing enemies from hunting and killing their offspring.

It can be said that dragon blood is a kind of strengthening, dragon breath is a kind of inheritance, and dragon soul is a kind of protection.

And what Qi Lin'er opened at this moment is the protection of Qinglong's power.

"Roar——" He had completed the dragon transformation, and he had already added extreme coercion, and he raised his head to the sky and let out an angry dragon cry.

Boom!

When he rushed forward again, there was already the sound of breaking wind and explosion, his body almost teleported, and appeared in front of Ling Ao in a flash.

Disassemble, lead, beat.

Ling Ao silently recited the key to the tiger-folding technique, but when he held the opponent's fist again, he felt an unshakable force.

Bang——

His left hand blocked Qi Lin'er's fist, but he was still hit on the shoulder. And his right elbow also smashed Qi Lin'er's temple, causing the flames in the opponent's vertical pupil to flicker.

But the dragon scales covered the whole body, including every inch of weakness. After one blow, Qi Lin'er quickly turned back.

Boom bang bang bang—

When Ling Ao used the tiger-folding skill again, he was no longer able to inflict serious damage on Qi Lin'er. Although he might inflict three blows before receiving one from Qi Lin'er, there was already a huge gap in the physical strength of the two sides. This is not what martial arts skills can do It made up for it.

After a round of confrontation, the dragon scales on Qi Lin'er's body were shattered and the flames flickered, obviously exhausting a lot, and Ling Ao was already slumped to the ground, struggling to breathe.

"You are already strong enough to force out my dragon soul." It was not easy for Qi Lin'er to win, which also made him face up to the opponent in front of him.

With that, he turned and walked through the open door.

"Shangzong Qi Lin'er of Penglai defeated Lingao of Shushan!"

Accompanied by the high-pitched announcement, Qi Lin'er entered the next corridor, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the old enemy he had been brooding over.

"Chu Liang?" His face covered with dragon scales showed a ferocious smile again: "It's really you."

Although he and Chu Liang went in different directions, the probability of encountering each other in the first two rounds was very small, but there were five people in each direction in the second round, and there would definitely be one more person in the fight.

The two of them just ran into each other.

Since being slapped to death by Chu Liang last time, Qi Lin'er has been unable to let go of it. He only felt that he was shamelessly attacked before his magical powers were activated.

When had he suffered such humiliation since he was a child?

If he put on a stance and fought with Chu Liang with real swords and guns, he would never lose so ugly, and he would never become the laughing stock of the immortals.

So he kept holding back all his energy, wanting to find Chu Liang for revenge in the battle of the imperial city.

Unexpectedly, this moment really came!

"I just defeated your classmate just now. It seems that this time I am destined to step on your Shu Mountain to climb to the top. I hope to meet Jiang Yuebai in the next round. If she agrees to be my wife, I will..."

While Qi Lin'er was still idle, Chu Liang had already drawn out the Wuchen sword.

He doesn't hate children, but for this kind of brat who seems to lack a tutor, he must be taught a lesson.

If not once, then twice.

Last time, he still had to rely on the help of Whale Swallowing Wuji Pill to instantly kill Qi Lin'er's body. This time, there was a complete avenue close to him. He swung his sword, and once again swung a sword-like dragon!

Qi Lin'er hadn't finished speaking when he saw Chu Liang draw a sword. He wanted to fight it with his body, but at the moment when the sword Qi dragon appeared, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

no!

This sword energy is a great threat to him.

have to escape!

This Chu Liang must have used some despicable and shameless cheating method again, this is not an attack that he should have at all.

With a warning in his heart, Qi Lin'er suddenly fled downwards when he couldn't avoid it, and the whole person got into the ground!

But that Zhanxu sword energy followed like a shadow, chasing Zhan and fell to the ground, splitting the thick earth...Boom!

When the brilliant sword energy dissipated, a huge pothole about ten feet deep appeared on the spot.

Chu Liang walked slowly to the edge of the pit, and saw Qi Lin'er, whose dragon scales were broken and bloodstained by the sword energy, trembling and trying to crawl out.

"You..." He gritted his teeth with blood pouring into his pupils, "You're making a sneak attack again..."

"Who made your child's mouth so broken?" Chu Liang looked down at him condescendingly, without any emotion. Seeing that the child was about to crawl to the edge of the pit, Chu Liang slowly raised his foot again, and at the same time said Said: "There are many people who admire Senior Sister Jiang, I don't mind, but I don't want to hear her name from you... You are not old yet."

Qi Lin'er, who was about to climb up with difficulty, saw a sole with fine patterns falling from the sky and printed on his face.

Bang——

Chu Liang used 100% of his strength in this kick, without holding back a bit, he directly kicked Qi Lin'er's face into a hollow, and fell into the bottom of the pit all over again, unconscious again. Thanks to his rough skin and thick flesh, if it were any other teenager, he would not be able to die from these injuries eight hundred times.

I don't know if he heard Liang's last sentence clearly.

"Next time, I'll hit you again."

Good morning.