The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 193 No martial ethics
See the little white dragon doing this.

The fisherman, who was swimming in the river with most of his body submerged in the water and only his head above the water, could not help but snort coldly:
"Humph!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking all directions.

Faintly, there seemed to be a buzzing sound above the surface of the river, which made people's hearts and internal organs tremble slightly.

It's the same for everyone else.

As the one who was actually fighting against him, Xiao Bailong was naturally feeling very uncomfortable at the moment:

"...Huh, huh! I didn't expect that you, a fisherman, could develop some skills."

When he said this, Xiaobailong, who felt his heartbeat was a little abnormal, turned around slightly and became more alert with the steel fork in his hand.

Although he now looks disdainful.

What he said did not seem to show that he was afraid of the fisherman.

But he also knew that he should despise the enemy strategically and take him seriously tactically.

What is the two qi called heng and ha?

To put it simply, in martial arts practice, these are two different techniques of exerting force when practicing.

A true word is passed on, and a thousand volumes of books are falsely passed on.

Others may not know how to practice specifically, each school and sect has its own strengths and weaknesses, and everyone has his or her own way of practicing.

But if you really play them out, anyone with a little knowledge will know how powerful these two sounds are.

Heng and Ha are two states of exerting force.

The fisherman merely snorted coldly, and the vibration of his five internal organs was enough to cause the magic power in his body to stagnate slightly.

If I give him a sudden blow.

If his method of floating on water went wrong, he might really be hit to death by this fisherman with one punch.

And this is just a small problem.

The real problem is that the fact that he can make the "heng" and "ha" sounds shows that this fisherman has reached an extremely high level of skill and his physical fitness is definitely beyond his imagination.

Although the water is his world.

But in this world, there are many cases where a master is defeated by a random punch.

Now he was doubly vigilant.

After all, although he is very good at floating on water, if this guy really gets close to him, he would probably be killed by just one punch.

“Puff, swoosh!”

The river suddenly rolled up a small wave.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaobailong was seen attacking from the side with a steel fork raised in both hands.

Not only that.

As he rolled the steel fork in his hand, there seemed to be two or three crystal clear drops of water emitting a blue halo, lingering on the steel fork.

The steel fork is constantly rotating.

The actions of both parties were not a dependent relationship, but rather like some kind of means by which the steel fork penetrated, forcibly trapping those few drops of water in it.

Rotating left and right like a dragon.

Combined with the movements of the little white dragon, it seems even more mysterious and elusive.

"... You damn loach! I didn't expect you to use your special skill so soon. You have run out of tricks!"

When he said this, the fisherman laughed a few times, and then took out the fishing rod from behind his back.

Then release the fishing line and give it a light flick.

The fishing line turned slightly in the air, and then he pulled it out fiercely:
"Snapped!"

Although I haven't encountered anything yet.

But after being thrown out, the fishing line seemed to pierce the air and split the water vapor into two.

It really looks like a thunder explosion.

Seeing this, Xiao Bailong's expression changed slightly, and then he grabbed the steel fork in his hand and threw it towards the fisherman fiercely:
"You fisherman are still using the same old tricks!"

Having said that, he took advantage of this opportunity to float down quickly and disappeared without even a bubble.

"Snapped!"

The fishing line was thrown onto the water surface, and for a moment it actually stirred up waves several feet high.

Indistinctly, it seemed as if he had really achieved what was called "cutting the water with a sword", so that a little vacuum was formed above the river surface where the fishing line had been hit.

I don't know if it's bad luck or what.

Just then, another carp passed by that place. It looked like a big carp that was about a foot long.

But as the fishing line fell, the big carp that happened to be in the middle stopped swimming instantly.

Wait until the blink of an eye passed.

Then, I saw the big carp that was alive just now was cut into two very smoothly.

Not only that.

The carp's eyes even blinked, as if it hadn't realized it was dead yet.

Another moment passed.

Then, the big carp that was split in half began to slowly turn white.

Vitality disappeared in an instant.

Even the fish bones on the big carp turned gray.

Wow.

A little wave passed by, floating on the surface of the river, and was washed by the current, and was actually divided into several pieces and floated away.

It's like a broken piece of wood.

Seeing that his attack had failed, the fisherman quickly dodged to the side, trying to avoid the steel fork that held two or three drops of this:
"Shaoyin cold water, you are really willing to give it up!"

The steel fork seemed to be flying slowly, but it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

As a last resort, he could only pick up the fishing rod, and then hit the head of the steel fork, interrupting his direction:
"boom!"

The steel fork was knocked aside.

But the magical thing was that as the steel fork was slapped aside, the two or three drops of water on it suddenly burst out.

It turned into a large ball of blue mist.

In just a blink of an eye, the fisherman was completely enveloped.

Seeing this, the fisherman's face changed, and then he jumped into the water like a dragon.

But it’s different from Xiaobailong.

After the fisherman entered the water, he headed upstream of the river.

"Wow!"

The fog covered the place where we had just been fishing.

Then, you can see the mist dissolving as it falls into the water, and in the blink of an eye, the water turns into azure blue.

There seemed to be a hint of cold air rising.

Even in that area of ​​water, when the mist fell and the cold air rose, all the fish around rolled their eyes.

It looks like it was frozen to death.

"What a venomous method, with such a large range, you must have used up all your collections over the years!"

Taking the fishing rod, the fisherman looked at his previous position with relief, and then shouted towards the river.

However, no matter how he shouted.

No heads appeared on the surface of the river, and it looked as if there was no one there.

Just at this time.

I saw the old man who was fishing in the water just now suddenly felt a shock in his heart:
"not good!"

The next moment, I saw a strange, very high wave suddenly hitting my head among the waves.

If nothing else happens.

Standing in his position, this wave would definitely knock him into the sea.

However, the fisherman at this moment must not let himself be hit by the waves, as others are planning:
"As expected, he has mastered the art of floating water to perfection. He can even turn ordinary waves into such huge ones."

When he thought of this, the fisherman took a deep breath, and then moved his muscles, bones and skin:

Crackling!

The blood surged like waves.

Wow!
Waves of heat emanated from his body, and then he punched the waves.

"boom!"

A huge force burst out. Then, the fisherman actually blasted a big hole in the middle of the water wave.

It's incredibly strong.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

The fisherman jumped into the hole with his fishing rod and avoided the waves this time!

However, just after jumping over the waves, he saw a shining harpoon waiting below the place where he jumped out.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would be trapped when he fell, and stabbed from bottom to top by the steel fork:

"rise!"

Seeing that things became so dangerous in the blink of an eye, the fisherman quickly twisted his waist and changed the direction of his body in an incredible way.

Then, he quickly pinched his fingers around his waist, untied the fish basket, and threw it into the place where the steel fork was:

"receive!"

At that moment, I saw the fish basket flying straight towards the steel fork, as if it was about to hit it.

"boom!"

The fish basket and steel fork are handed over.

At the moment the two sides collided, the steel fork seemed to have lost some of its agility, and even the fork tip became a little blunt!

"I didn't expect you to be so resourceful!"

The waves rose up, and then the little white dragon quickly took the steel fork in his hand, his eyes filled with heartache.

He sought out many blacksmiths to make this steel fork, and even found ways to "borrow" a lot of spiritual materials from fellow Taoists passing by, before he created this magical weapon.

It can not only collect water from all over the world, but also absorb the cold air of Shaoyin.

It can even help him practice floating on water.

As more Shaoyin cold energy accumulates, the power of this magic weapon will naturally become stronger.

Although there are only two or three drops of Shaoyin cold water now, this is just the beginning. If he waits for enough time to accumulate, and waits for another two or three years, it is still unknown who will win.

But unfortunately, he has now met a tough opponent.

Moreover, he was hit by the fisherman's fish basket, which directly knocked off part of the light on the harpoon.

This almost broke his heart.

Thinking of this, the little white dragon flipped into the water holding the steel fork.

Faintly, the water in the Yangtze River seemed to be becoming more and more flooded.

I don’t know what means he used, but I only saw the waves getting higher and higher and deeper.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"..."

It almost felt like we were surrounding him.

The fisherman's face darkened when he saw this, and he even looked around with his fishing rod and fish basket:
"I didn't expect your broken fork to be so hard. If I had known, I would have used a little more force and just smashed it!"

Although his face was full of disdain, when the fisherman saw a small hole on the outside of the fish basket, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of heartache in his eyes.

This was an inheritance he received by chance, and thus he obtained a magical weapon handed down from generation to generation.

This is the treasure in the river.

Apart from the sects that were said to have produced immortals, and would offer him their magic weapons in exchange, he would not be willing to part with anything else.

This thing is absolutely perfect for taming big fish.

Moreover, he can use special means to touch other people's magic weapons, which is a professional scam.

The person who refined this magic weapon is simply a genius.

same.

It was precisely because this magic weapon was extremely precious that he felt so distressed after it hit a small hole.

But there is no other way now, I can only make the best of it and hope that this can scare the little white dragon.

Just at this time.

The little white dragon, which had just fallen into the water and disappeared, now jumped out from the waves again.

"Suffer to death!"

This time, there were more than one or two drops of Taiyin cold water on his three-pronged steel fork.

Faintly, there seemed to be layer upon layer of blue mist lingering around him.

Makes him look like a blue dragon.

While floating in the water, the steel fork was quickly poking towards the fisherman.

The fisherman couldn't help but retreat:
"...I didn't expect you still had stock!"

You bastard, you have saved quite a lot.

But I don’t believe that I can’t use it up for you.

It’s just a little Shaoyin cold water.

At worst, I'll just fight you head-on and eventually I'll kill you, you little bastard.

Thinking of that, he was not willing to be outdone. The blood in his body began to flow rumblingly, and his skin turned red all over.

It looks like smoke.

"kill!"

A roar suddenly sounded.

Then, one could see that there seemed to be flashes of light around the fisherman.

Indistinctly, his skin became somewhat smoother at that moment, like crystal glass:
"boom!"

A dull sound suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, three steel forks and the light blue mist around them were seen being knocked away.

Although the mist corroded a lot of clothes.

But at this moment, the fisherman was not afraid at all. There was a stream of light flashing around him, as if he had some kind of protection.

Just at this time.

Seeing his magic weapon being knocked away, Xiao Bailong couldn't help but feel depressed:
"You were just pretending before!"

Before, every time he patrolled the rivers, fishermen would retreat away when they saw him, as if they were afraid of his methods.

I didn't expect he hid it so deeply.

He was not even afraid of the Shaoyin cold water that had accumulated over the years even though he had cast a spell.

To know.

No matter what, this thing has the word Shaoyin in it, and it is very cold.

This is not as good as the Taiyin cold water, or the Xuanming energy.

However, the Shaoyin cold water extracted from the Yangtze River is extremely poisonous, and one drop can freeze an ordinary person to death.

It can be said to be extremely terrifying.

But he didn't expect that the magic weapon he had carefully activated, including the magic power attached to it, would be so vulnerable.

Are those barbarians who practice martial arts really that powerful?

Thinking of this, the little white dragon couldn't help but subconsciously feel like retreating, and when his feet stepped on the water, he couldn't help but want to float away.

He is very confident.

Even if this fisherman has some skills in fishing and swimming, he is definitely not as good as him.

In the Yangtze River, if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, a figure wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe and with straight eyebrows appeared on the bank of the Yangtze River.

At the moment it appeared.

Uncle Jiu quickly pinched the Dow Index, and then pointed fiercely at a piece of talisman paper in front of him:
"Go, God bless you. Go, God bless you, go!"

As Uncle Jiu hit the target, the bright yellow talisman paper began to burn rapidly.

at the same time.

Qiu Sheng, who happened to arrive, did a backflip and stood in front of the shore, then pulled the trigger:
"boom!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

Then, we saw that there was a bloody hole on the forehead of the little white dragon, which was temporarily immobilized by Uncle Jiu's magic.

(End of this chapter)