Chapter 188: Accident

After Zhang Chengyue walked away, Zhang Xiaohua turned around and bowed to the little monk who was dressed like snow and said, "I am Zhang Xiaohua in Xiahuanxi Villa, please give me advice."

The little monk also clasped his hands together and said, "The little monk Dalin Temple Law Enforcement Hall is in full swing, please give me advice."

Seeing that his opponent had finished ceremonies, Zhang Xiaohua was about to use the Beidou God Fist to attack him, so she heard Na Yuan say, "Please wait."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yuan Le asked, "Aren't you a disciple of the Piaomiao Sect?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Yes. How did you know?"

Yuan Le smiled and said, "I listened to what you said to Senior Brother Zhang just now, and didn't you introduce yourself to Huanxi Villa?"

Zhang Xiaohua suddenly realized that she didn't pay attention to these details.

Then he heard Yuan asked again: "Since you are not a disciple of the Piaomiao Sect, how can you be qualified to participate in the martial arts demonstration?"

Zhang Xiaohua blinked her eyes and said mysteriously: "This is a matter between our Huanxi Villa and Piaomiao Sect. It involves confidentiality. Please forgive me for not being able to answer."

The Yuanli seemed to be endless, and asked again: "Then Mr. Zhang asked you just now, do you have the confidence to beat me? Why do you say that you only have confidence to draw?"

Zhang Xiaohua said angrily: "You little monk is unreasonable. What I say to others is all my privacy. If you listen secretly without my consent, wouldn't it violate my privacy rights? Now, you have to ask me curiously whether you want to compete? Look at other arenas, they are already fighting together."

Yuan Liao said kindly: "The ancients said: "You know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Don't I know your information too? I will tell you later. Do you think it's good?"

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head and said, "I don't have any interest in knowing."

Yuan Le said: "My message is a secret. Do you want to hear it?"

Hearing the word "secret", Zhang Xiaohua's eyes lit up and she said, "Okay, after saying this, I will tell me your secret."

Yuan Le nodded and agreed.

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Because I participated in the martial arts conference, and there were 12 competitions, and ten of them were tied, so I said I was very confident in the draw. Do you understand?"

When Yuan Liao heard this, his eyes rolled around and asked casually: "Then your grades are so bad, how can you enter the third level?"

Zhang Xiaohua didn't care and said, "I was the worst one to enter the second level, and the number plates were 250. The last one, and the third level was all due to luck. You can enter the third level. Do you know?"

Yuan Le curled his lips and said, "I understand. By the way, I'll ask you one last question."

Zhang Xiaohua was anxious and said, "You are not over yet. Do you really want to compete?"

Yuan Le smiled and said, "For the last question, you only need to answer yes or not."

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said, "It's really the last problem."

Yuan Le asked, "Do you know how to do light skills?"

Zhang Xiaohua blushed. He was actually able to use the floating technique the last time, but he was still very immature. If he said it was not right now, it would be a bit far-fetched.

Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to nod and said, "Yes."

Then, he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Tell me your secret."

Na Yuan Le smiled mysteriously and said, "My secret is also very simple. Don't look at me coming to the No. 5 ring, but my martial arts skills are the highest among the three."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua laughed, and naturally looked at the other rings where they were fighting in full swing, and said, "I don't believe it. Don't lie to me."

Na Yuan Le didn't correct it, and just said, "Since you don't believe it, then okay, Zhang Xiaohua, No. 250, will take my move!"

After saying that, he immediately floated up, his body was like a scramble, and immediately arrived in front of Zhang Xiaohua. His figure left a few blurry afterimages in the air, and his light skills were extremely clever.

Zhang Xiaohua thought to herself that it was not good and said, "You little monk, you actually cheated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Le had already approached her. His hands were like playing the pipa randomly, and he waved his fingers on the acupoints of Zhang Xiaohua's body. With just a mistake, he pointed at the thirty-six major acupoints of Zhang Xiaohua's body. Then, Yuan Le shook his body and reached behind Zhang Xiaohua, standing tall, backing his hands, looking high at the heads scrambling under the ring, looking lonely.

At that time, the bald monk Yuan Le, dressed in white, stood on the edge of the ring with only a swaying fan, which was even more perfect. His grace was as strong as a romantic talent, and he was simply the legendary Yushu Linfeng.

In fact, it is impossible not to say that people are showing off their own performances, but they have the capital to show off their performances. Not to mention how powerful the smelly skin is, just saying that this exquisite acupoint technique is that it is hard to beat in the third level of the Piaomiao School.

As we all know, the technique of acupoints can only produce effects by injecting internal force into the acupoints of the body. If the internal force can be condensed into fines on one side of the needle, without ten years of hard practice, there is no hope. Only disciples in the Piaomiao Sect who have reached the fourth level of Buyi and have reached a certain level of internal strength, will they be assessed by internal strength and taught as appropriate.

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiaohua never encountered acupoint-pointing techniques in the first-level competition of Buyi.

There are also some talented people in the Piaomiao Sect who can reach the level of practicing acupoints at the third level of Buyi. However, if you are as skilled as Siyuan and have deep internal strength, it is difficult to find. Only disciples at the fourth level of Buyi can compare.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to Yuan Liao say that he is the most powerful of the three.

No wonder he stood aside and let the wind blow the monk's robe, his face full of loneliness, and the genius was lonely.

Just as Yuan Le stood on the edge of the arena with satisfaction, showing off his charm at will, feeling the increasingly surprised eyes of the Piaomiao disciples under the arena, and the increasingly quiet atmosphere near the entire No. 5 arena. He enjoyed it very much and said in his heart: "What a bunch of local buns, have you never been to geniuses?"

Alas, what a state this is, how impressive it is. Isn’t this the state that Elder Chang Geng asked him to reach?

However, Yuan, who was intoxicated by self-satisfaction, suddenly found a trace of disharmony. Yuan, found that the increasingly surprised eyes of everyone under the ring were not focused on himself, but crossed himself and behind him. Suddenly, he felt a little uneasy. Just as he was about to look back, he heard a loud shout from behind: "You go down for me!"

Then, a huge force came from his butt, and he felt a kick on his butt, and he was so eager to kick himself down the ring. Yuan Le secretly shouted that he was not good, so he immediately took off his horse and stabilized his body, but the kick on his butt was too strong and he could not stand anyway.

In an instant, his figure had fallen outside the ring.

However, at this moment, a little monk Yuanliao used his right toe toe to the instep of his left foot. The internal force in the dantian grew, and his whole body was raised. A kite turned over and fell to the ring. The disciples below couldn't help but exclaim in unison.

However, before he could land on the ring, he saw a small fist suddenly crossing his eyes, hitting his face. Yuan sneered, and waved his palm to put it on the fist, ready to use the force to jump onto the ring again. But just when he was about to put it on, the fist shrank and the other fist hit his face again. At this time, Yuan's old force had gone, the new force had not yet emerged, and the flow of internal force was also stagnant. His figure stopped. If he wanted to get on the ring again, he could only put the fist that was hit. Yuan Yi was in a transcendent heart, gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand again to climb towards the fist.

This time he took the fist and did not retract, but he still hit his palm straight. Yuan Le laughed in his heart. If the fist was put on by his palm, even if he couldn't get on the ring, he would still pull him down. Maybe who would win or lose.

However, when the fist and palms intersect, a force on the fist that was better than the previous one immediately hit Yuan Le. If the internal force of Yuan Le is constantly experiencing, or standing on the flat ground, Yuan Le has hundreds of ways to avoid it, but at this time, the new force has not yet emerged, the internal force stagnated, and the body is still in mid-air, where can there be other results?

I saw Yuan Bai's figure, and was shot down the dust helplessly.

The disciples under the No. 5 are puzzled to see it. The two on the arena were muttering and wondering what to say. There were more fights in other arenas, but they had not started yet. Moreover, as the two were talking, the No. 250 of the Piaomiao Sect looked at other arenas. Just when they were distracted, the little monk in white used acupuncture techniques and pointed the other thirty-six acupuncture points, which shocked the disciples. What a genius, he could press acupuncture points at such a young age.

But they were still behind, and the little monk who was lit acupoints stood coquettishly on the edge of the ring, while the No. 250 who had lit acupoints by him looked left and right, up and down, scratched his head, and then looked at the little monk standing on the edge of the ring in front of him. I don’t know what happened, so the little monk gave up the attack and took the initiative to stand on the edge of the ring?

Facing the surprised eyes of the disciples in the audience, the No. 250 shrugged and made a face. Then he shouted loudly, kicked him off the ring with a "flat sand and falling geese style"!

Until the little monk in white fell helplessly, the disciples in the No. 5 stage couldn't believe their eyes. Is this a competition or an acting?

But the little monk from Dalin Temple did land. In other words, the worst monk from Dalin Temple, which was said to be the worst in the fifth arena, actually kicked the monk from Dalin Temple off the ring!

What kind of state is this?!

The disciples under the No. 5 are stunned for a moment, and no longer care about the rules and face of the gang, cheering like thunder.

This thunderous cheer actually affected the competitions of the other four arenas. Everyone was distracted. Even Tang Shi, who had been at a disadvantage in the ring No. 1, was excited by the familiar cheers. He actually won the lead in one fell swoop, becoming more and more courageous in the battle. Finally, he forced his opponent off the ring and won the second victory.

The other two competitions against their own players in the Piaomiao Sect were unwilling to face the challenge and passed the challenge.

The only contestants in the No. 4 are indeed much worse than the young monks in Dalin Temple, so the challenge failed.

The Piaomiao School achieved such achievements beyond everyone's expectations.

As early as Zhang Xiaohua climbed onto the ring, Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng noticed the movements in the ring No. 5.

Needless to say, Monk Chang Geng is his trump card, and it must be his focus. For Ou Peng, not to mention that he felt that Monk Chang Geng looked at the No. 5 ring, the ancients said: What the enemy wants is what I want. Since you are paying attention to the No. 5 ring, I naturally have to pay more attention to the No. 5 ring. Just because the challenger of the No. 5 ring has not jumped on the stage, Ou Peng was so angry that he could not take a look. Can he even look at it? Even Ou Peng thought that it was because of the disciple who ranked the lowest, and that he did not dare to respond because of stage fright.

But when Zhang Xiaohua quickly climbed onto the ring, Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng understood what was going on, so both of them couldn't help but change a lot.

Ou Peng was surprised and happy.

The reason for being surprised is naturally that he does not know how this young man from Chinese herbal medicine in Huanxi Villa ran to the martial arts competition, and even passed the challenge competition in the third level. Therefore, when he heard Zhang Chengyue’s question on the No. 5 stage, he was relieved. He still had some understanding of Zhang Xiaohua’s background. It is already commendable to be able to enter. He is not the last one, who else could he be?

The reason for the joy is also very simple. Since the ring that Monk Changgen is concerned about is naturally a battle he is sure of. Not to mention, the ancients said good things: Tian Ji races horses, avoids his weaknesses and plays with his strengths. Zhang Xiaohua's last one obviously attracted a good player from Dalin Temple. Although he would fail to challenge, he could use the worst-quality horse to lose the enemy's best-quality horse. Ou Peng is still happy to see such a cheap matter. Moreover, this horse is not his own, so what does his life and death have to do with Ou Peng?

Ou Peng was secretly happy in his heart, and Monk Chang Geng looked ugly.

As he said, the young monk Yuanlai is the one with the most powerful cultivation among the few monks. Monk Changgeng wants to use him to humiliate the young disciples of the Piaomiao Sect. As soon as he got on the court, he encountered an opponent who was so weak that he could not be weaker (that's right, can there be a disciple who can't even practice light skills, who can be weaker than him?). Although he could win this competition easily, he also lost a great opportunity.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua and Yuan Le chatted like old friends on the ring. The monk Changgeng under the stage turned his eyes and pondered for a while and said to Ou Peng: "Gang Master Ou, I suddenly thought of a problem. The rules we just mentioned seem to be a bit inappropriate. I want to modify them a little."

Ou Peng's heart skipped a beat and asked carefully: "Isn't it the master who wants to modify it?"

Monk Changgeng smiled and said, "What we just said was the result of a competition. The loser naturally cannot compete again, but what about the disciple who won? Can we continue the following competition?"

Ou Peng gritted his teeth and thought, "You set the rules of this old bald donkey. What can I say? Even if the following competition is not compared to you, what do you want me to say? You just saw your disciple encounter a weak hand, and you are afraid that you can't compete again."

So, Ou Peng pretended to be thinking and said, "Then according to the master, if you lose one game, you can't participate in the competition again. The winner of the competition can also participate in the following competition."

In fact, just as Ou Peng was pretending to be thinking, Yuan Le activated his acupoint-clicking plan. However, this skill was not worth laughing at in the eyes of Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng, so they were talking while talking, while Zhang Xiaohua looked around like a funny thing, and when she was not locked, Ou Peng was talking.

After Ou Peng finished speaking, Zhang Xiaohua happened to say Yuan and kicked off the ring!

The cooperation between these two people is a tacit understanding.

On the other hand, Monk Chang Geng was shocked when he saw Yuan being kicked off the ring. He was a little disobedient. His body actually stood up. But when he was halfway through, he immediately realized his misconduct. When he sat down again, he was about to hear Ou Peng's words. He couldn't help but feel furious and said in his heart: "Is this guy colluding with the little guy on the ring? He only took action when I finished speaking. If I had done it earlier, I could still set a new rule so that the loser could be resurrected again, but now the words have been said, just like the water splashed out, how can I take it back?"

Monk Changgeng looked helplessly at the other side of the ring and nodded heavily, extremely unhappy.

Ou Peng looked at the embarrassing appearance of Monk Changgeng, and felt very happy, thinking: "Is this the legendary man's calculation not as good as God's calculation?"

At this time, Zhang Chengyue also walked back to the Luxi Shed. He just jumped off the ring, but he didn't want to use his light skills in front of everyone, so he had to walk back step by step. He had his back to the ring. Before he could reach the Luxi Shed, the competition on the No. 5 ring ended. Hearing the thunderous sound behind him, Zhang Chengyue turned around and watched naturally, only to see Zhang Xiaohua standing alone there clasped her fists back and forth, proudly, and even more confused.

When Ou Peng saw Zhang Chengyue come back, he waved to him, then put his mouth on his mouth and asked in Zhang Chengyue's ear: "What's going on with that Zhang or something?"

Zhang Chengyue also said with his ears: "It's Zhang Xiaohua, and the disciples didn't make any noise. I won when I was at the right time, so I'll ask later."

Ou Peng nodded with a smile.

Soon, the competition between the five arenas ended, and the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect all jumped off the ring. The three monks from Dalin Temple walked back to the Luxi Shed. The three monks stood in turn, put their palms together to salute monk Changgeng. Two of them looked ashamed, and the little monk with a monk's robes like snow was even more blushing.

Monk Chang Geng was a bachelor, and he had a rare smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll bring you to Piaomiao Sect to practice martial arts, so that you can't just work behind closed doors and not broaden your horizons, and just think that you are the head of the martial arts world. Now, after competing with the disciples of Piaomiao Sect, you will know that you are a frog in the well. After going back, you have to work harder to live up to your defeat today."
Chapter completed!