Desperate Night.

Chapter 293 293 Technique
"It's possible that he got a stitch in the side. Zhenghong just talks too much. He was probably still catching his breath when he was ambushed by the other party. He made a fool of himself this time, being knocked unconscious by a junior from the Jinyu class. He will be laughed at for the rest of his life." Zhengxia on the side sneered.

"He's too lazy." Zhengming nodded and accepted this guess. "Don't be careless later. Play seriously once you're on the court. Make up for the lost face."

"Yes. Leave it to me. Zhenghong is too careless." Zhengxia nodded. "I'm not as careless as him."

Soon, Zhenghong was sent to the hospital, and Yu Hong faced the second seed of the Dao Seed Class, Zhengxia.

"Let me make it clear first, I'm not as easy to sneak attack as Zhenghong. You were lucky that your moves worked against him first. But now, your luck is over." Zhengxia said loudly as she set up her boxing stance.

Yu Hong: “.”

He was too tired to complain. Anyway, the strength of Daozhong class really made him feel a little... It would be better to end this matter quickly.

"Let me show you one of the real secret techniques of the Seven Feather Fist after it is practiced to perfection!" At this time, Zhengxia's body had begun to tremble slightly.

This shaking quickly stabilized after two seconds, as if it had stopped. But with Yu Hong's eyesight, he could see that the other party was not stopping shaking, but the speed and frequency of the shaking became higher, making it look like it was not moving from a distance.

"Look, this is the Feathered Robe Realm. As long as I move, any approaching attack will be dodged first. If it is impossible to dodge, most of the force will be removed, making it vulnerable." Zhengxia said proudly.

"Zhenghong was just too careless, that's why you approached him so quickly and knocked him out with one punch. And I..."

Bang!
Before she could finish her words, she was hit in the right cheek by a punch.

The shaking dodge of the Feathered Realm, although it was trying to reduce the force,
The force after unloading was simply not something Zhengxia could withstand.

There was a muffled sound.

Her facial muscles were squeezed and twisted, and her whole body was shaking. She was knocked to the ground, her head a little dazed.

"You, you, this is not the Seven Feather Fist at all!!" she screamed.

"." Yu Hong did not make any excuses. Indeed, the wings of other people's Seven Feather Fists fluttered lightly, and the air was ethereal. His Seven Feather Fists were like seven mud trucks waving their doors, looking down at the ground to see who ran faster. If you were slower, you would just smash them with a door.

The difference in style is extremely obvious.

"Alas" Yu Mo and the other two sitting on the main seat were stunned again. This time they were really speechless and could only sigh.

Before the fight, who could have expected Dingrou's fighting ability, strength and speed to be so strong?

"Is he using the Seven Feather Fist?" Yu Zhong asked in a low voice.

"You've practiced for so many years, can't you tell?" Yu Fang rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, "It's the Seven Feathers Fist, the moves are all correct, but it's just that it's fast and powerful. Yu Mo, your disciple is pretty good, you used to be a professional fighter, right?"

Yu Mo: “.”

He thought about how he had just patted someone's arm and praised his weak muscles. Now he looked at the disciples who were knocked to the ground one by one, and his face suddenly felt hot as if it was on fire.

"Yu Mo, we can't go on like this. The Dao Zhong class can't lose again. If we lose completely, where will the reputation of our Qingchen Temple be? If the news gets out, the elite disciples who have been trained since childhood in the entire temple will be easily picked off by a fighting expert who joined halfway. This will be a big challenge to our internal ranking pricing." Yu Fang lowered his voice and explained to Yu Mo in a low voice.

"Then what do you say we should do?" Yu Mo knew this very well.

"You should say hello to Ding Rou and make him lose the next game." Yu Fang's voice became even lower. "Otherwise, you can look at the few big pilgrims that Zheng Xia invited before."

Yu Mo looked over when he heard that, and sure enough, he saw that those people had grim expressions on their faces and were still chatting in low voices with each other.

"Understand?" Yu Fang continued to explain, "If this situation happened among the Daozhong class we have been training, there would be no problem and no objection. But what is happening now? Dingrou, a new disciple who has only been trained for a short time, has defeated the others one by one with his speed and strength. Doesn't this only make outsiders think that our Qingchen Temple is too weak, instead of Dingrou being too strong?"

Yu Mo and Yu Zhong listened and nodded slightly. That made sense.

“So there is only one way now. On the one hand, we must praise Ding Rou and confirm his reputation as a genius. On the other hand, we must praise Dao Zhong and make them win the next round beautifully to save face.” Yu Fang said in a deep voice.

The other two nodded deeply upon hearing this.

At this time, Yu Hong was ready to start the third challenge. He was resting after the game, drinking water, eating sweets, and sitting on a wooden chair.

"Dingrou, you actually won again!?" Guo Shangdong approached with his hands behind his back and a strange expression on his face.

"I also find it a bit strange. I didn't expect to win so easily." Yu Hong shook his head, showing an expression of incomprehension. He was thinking, how did such a weak strength solve those horrible and strange incidents of Yuanhen? Could it be that it was all based on bragging?
"Indeed, logically speaking, the Daozhong class shouldn't be so bad." Guo Shangdong also nodded, agreeing with this statement.

Not only them, but the rest of the Jinyu Class also felt a weird atmosphere at this moment.

They originally only paid to become disciples because Qingchen Temple was strong enough to accept them, and joined for self-protection.

As a result, Ding Rou, a newcomer who had joined the team less than three months ago, actually defeated two elites from the Daozhong class in one go.
If the elites are so weak, what kind of protection can they get by joining? Is the gilded status of the Jinyu Class really necessary?

"You see, the atmosphere is a bit weird," Guo Shangdong said in a low voice.

Yu Hong nodded, he also realized something was wrong.

But actually, he felt that Zhengxia still had some talent. The other party was shaking all over and seemed useless, but in fact, when he punched her, a very small part of the force was lost.

It was just too small, so he didn't notice it at all.

But if it were an ordinary person, maybe
"I think there should be something in the Daozhong class, just now..." Yu Hong was about to explain a few words when he suddenly saw Xun Yang walking towards him.

The other party sent Guo Shangdong and other people around away, then approached and whispered.

"Dingrou, Master Yumo asked me to tell you something. In the next round, if you lose, please cooperate. This is a performance of internal competition. I will give you enough compensation afterwards." Yu Hong was speechless. Judging from the skills, Qingchen Temple definitely has real skills, but
After a moment of silence, he finally nodded under the increasingly nervous gazes of Xun Yang and the three people of the Yu generation.

Xun Yang breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to report.

Yu Hong and Guo Shangdong were left standing there with complicated expressions.

When.

"The third round of the Daozhong Challenge, Dingrou vs. Zhengshi! Get ready to enter!"

The Taoist priest sang loudly, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Yu Hong and Zheng Shi, who was second in the Daozhong class, entered the big room together.

"Please." Zheng Shi glanced at Master Yu Mo, their eyes met, and he was greeted in advance before coming up, and he felt much more relaxed immediately.

In fact, after watching Yu Hong's attacks so many times in a row, especially in the last match against Zhengxia, where he broke through the Yuyi realm with one punch, he was really scared.

You have to know that he is only slightly stronger than Zhengxia, the gap is not much, but he is also at the Yuyi level.

If a fight really breaks out, he doesn't think he is the opponent.

but now.
The door closed softly.

Suddenly, Yu Hong stepped forward again and punched quickly.

He received the attack in time, counterattacked, and was blocked.

The two fought fast and at an incredible speed, and it looked like they were fighting fiercely.

At that time, he felt that the speed was just at his limit. If it was a little higher, he would not be able to bear it. Moreover, the opponent's attack happened to be at the angle and timing that was most convenient for him to receive the attack.

This is quite comfortable to play.

He doesn't need to consider anything else, he just needs to think about how to make his moves look good, fast and powerful.

During the one-minute sparring sound, Yu Hong was not careful, his breathing became heavy, and he was exhausted. He was hit on the shoulder by a palm and fell to the ground sideways. He could only raise his hands to admit defeat.

Zheng Shize reached out his hand, helped him up, and saluted to everyone with a smile.

Despite the loss, the attention Yu Hong received after the game far exceeded his previous level.

Many eyes kept looking at him, including those from Qingchen Temple and the spectators and pilgrims outside.

The last match was a duel between Zhengshi and Zhengming, the strongest genius. Zhengshi was easily knocked to the ground by a punch and couldn't get up again.

The two of them fully demonstrated the strength and demeanor of Taoist Zhengming, the first genius of the Taoist race.

After an internal competition, the Daozhong class finally saved face.

When the show was over, everyone showed great interest in the sudden dark horse Yu Hong.

As they left, they were discussing in low voices, showing great interest.

Yu Hong was specially called by Xun Yang to the quiet room in the backyard.

Squeak.

The wooden door made a slight sound and was gently closed after Yu Hong entered.

Inside the quiet room, there were not only Yu Moyu, Zhong Yufang, but also Zhengming, the number one genius who had just secured his position in the final battle.

When the four people saw Yu Hong come in, their eyes instantly shifted to the door.

"Now that people are here, you guys can discuss what to do among yourselves." Yu Fang said in a deep voice.

What do you mean?
Yu Hong narrowed his eyes and looked at the few people. He found that Zheng Minghe looked a little unhappy, while Master Yu Mo and the other two looked surprised and seemed a little angry.

"Master, two uncles, Brother Zhengming, may I ask if there is something wrong with calling Dingrou here?" He asked, bowing.

"Junior Brother Dingrou, the competition outside just now doesn't count. Here, in front of the three commanders, can you and I fight one-on-one?" Zhengming said seriously.

"This..." Yu Hong immediately looked at Yu Mo.

The latter shook his head.

"Pure fighting ability doesn't prove anything. When you encounter danger like the Grudge, you can't defeat it with just your fists. Fighting ability is part of the puzzle, but not all of it. This proves that you really don't have to care about this."

"That's right. It shows that you are too obsessed with appearances."

"The reason why we hold an internal competition is because the difference in Taoism cannot be shown by external indicators. If you can pretend, you can say what level you are at. After all, only you can see the terrifying illusion of Guanwu Gong. But this actual combat ability is very intuitive, and it can let the pilgrims outside truly see the strength of our Qingchen Temple." Yu Zhong explained.

"Yes, yes. After all, expelling the marks of resentment still depends on Taoism. I can only fight a little. When encountering the marks of resentment, I am far inferior to you, senior brother." Yu Hong also spoke up.

(End of this chapter)