The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 270 I'll Be the Banker
Looking at the situation at the scene, Song Feng gave a look to Zhang Zhenren next to him.

Saw Song Feng’s eyes.

The real person also cooperated very well, and then walked off the stage with a smile on his face.

And saw Master Zhang’s actions.

The old leader of the Longmen Sect just smiled slightly, and then came to Huakaiyuan Shouyi from another side.

Two masters, one on the left and one on the right.

At the same time, they placed their hands on Hanakaiin Morikazu's shoulders.

"……Um??"

Feeling the strength coming from his shoulders, Hanakaiin Moriichi's face could be described as gloomy as water.

On the left is Master Zhang.

The famous top master of Wudang Sect.

He can even wield immortal weapons.

On the right is the old immortal of the Longmen Sect.

This old Taoist priest looks like an ordinary farmer doing his work, but his skills are really good.

Don't say anything else.

When it comes to fighting with others, he can be considered top-notch, and can even be considered the senior brother of the current Master Zhang.

He was held down by two people of the same level.

Not to mention that Huakaiyuan Shouyi's Taoism is not very high. Even if he really makes further progress, he may not be able to break free.

These two are both representatives of the Quanzhen Sect.

Just one word: fierce!

When he placed his hand on Huakaiyuan Shouyi's shoulder, Master Zhang showed a smile on his face:
"My fellow Taoist, how about we go to the stage and take a look?"

Looking at Master Zhang's kind smile, Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi couldn't help but nodded stiffly.

"We are just here to communicate, and we hope this friend will not harm the harmony between the two countries."

However, after hearing what Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi said, the old leader of Longmen Sect couldn't help but reveal a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth:
"Do you really think I haven't heard about what you did outside the pass?"

"When we go on stage to fight, all the rules are set by you. Even if someone wins, they will be dragged to death by you in a round-robin match."

"You even treat the disciples of Master Guo in the same way. Do you really think that there is no one in my sect?"

"But now our priorities have changed. Since you are the guests, we have to have a good talk..."

Although, on the surface, most of the Quanzhen Sect members like to find a mountain top outside to practice cultivation and cultivate their character and life.

But their information channels are not bad.

Moreover, the spiritual world outside the Great Wall is now being torn apart by these things.

Even the Quanzhen disciples of Guo Zu's lineage outside the Tiesha Mountain were dragged to death by these bastards who used their power to overwhelm them.

This is the result of someone's restraint.

If these bastards hadn't been so cautious, the land outside the Great Wall would have really become theirs.

The main reason is that they act too cruelly.

When the beast arrived, even the old immortal wanted to slap him hard in the face personally.

I heard the old master say this.

The expression on Hanakaiin Morikaze's face froze.

He wanted to resist.

However, in front of these two masters whose skills were higher than his, he could only be passively carried to the platform.

At this moment, Song Feng smiled slightly, and then used his cane to lightly touch an empty stool next to him:
"Dangdang!"

A dull sound suddenly sounded.

Then, he saw that the empty stool was exactly the right size and fell between the chairs of the old Taoist priest and Taoist Zhang.

It was great to see Song Feng cooperate so well.

The smile on Master Zhang's face became even wider, and the two of them took Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi with them and sat in the middle seat:

"You are a guest, please take a seat..."

After hearing this, before Hanakaiin Morikawa could do anything, he felt two huge forces suddenly appear on his shoulders.

Bang! !
Then, he staggered a few steps subconsciously, and then sat down on the chair helplessly.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all!
Seeing that everyone present had already taken their seats, Song Feng then stood up with the help of a rattan stick.

Then he looked down with a smile at the Yin-Yang Masters wearing divine robes:
"My fellow Taoists, I originally wanted to see the younger ones below compete with each other, but now it seems that the opportunity for actual combat has come."

There were already many people paying attention to Song Feng, and when they saw him suddenly stand up, they couldn't help but be confused.

However, when some smart people heard Song Feng say this, they seemed to understand something.

Then there was some eagerness to try.

Saw other people's actions.

The smile on Song Feng's face became even wider:

"Okay, okay, it seems that the little guys are also very enthusiastic. In this case, let me be the middleman."

When he said this, Song Feng smiled and looked at Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi, who was sitting passively in the middle of Zhang Zhenren and his group:

"…Does this fellow Taoist have any objections?"

Seeing the smile on Song Feng's face, Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi felt something was wrong.

But now he has been trapped here, what else can he do?
I could only nod stiffly:

"This senior, you are the one who makes the decision."

When he saw Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi, he immediately softened and even showed a little respect for him. Song Feng shook his head.

At this moment, he did not have the slightest sympathy for Hanakaiin Morikazu and the many Onmyojis under him.

After all, this is what Fusang is like.

If you treat them gently and be humble, they will think you are weak. Only if you hit them hard and make them scream, they will lie down and call you grandpa.

And remain committed to it.

I can only say that this thing is cheap at heart!

After receiving the approval of Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi, Song Feng smiled and came to the edge of the platform with his cane:
"Little guys, now you are in for a treat. Those who have participated in actual combat before and those who have not participated in actual combat can all come up and participate in a few rounds."

"But there are some things that I must make clear. Now this appetizer is being served in front of many fellow practitioners."

"Some disciples who are not yet at a high level or whose skills are not very skilled should not come up, lest they get into an accident and be laughed at by their peers..."

After hearing what Song Feng said was so interesting, the disciples brought by the major sects present couldn't help but laugh.

"Senior, please rest assured. Now that you are here, our sect's skills have almost been practiced. Please announce it quickly. I have long wanted to fight these jackals, tigers and leopards!"

Hearing the loud shout from the crowd, Song Feng couldn't help but smile:

"Okay, okay, morale is good enough, morale is good enough. In that case, let the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect take the first turn."

When he said this, Song Feng turned his gaze to Elder Wang who was like an iron tower:
"...Old Wang, you don't have any objections, right?"

Hearing Song Feng's question, Elder Wang laughed a few times, and then said in a very heroic manner:
"If you ask me, it's you, Old Song, who is the most reliable. When something good happened, you knew to let Old Wang go first. How about this, Boss, you go up."

"Don't be too harsh. After all, you just made a breakthrough not long ago. Don't let yourself lose control..."

After hearing what Elder Wang said, one of the four disciples of the Divine Fist Sect that he brought with him, a thin-looking disciple, came out with his fists clasped:
"Don't worry, Master. I will be careful. I just hope the opponent doesn't lose so quickly."

When they said this, the master and disciple of the Divine Fist Sect smiled at each other, revealing a tacit smile, and looked towards the eldest disciple of the Divine Fist Sect.

All he saw was that the eldest disciple looked thin, but he was born with strong muscles and bones, and he had true natural supernatural powers.

This is a body structure suitable for practicing the Shenquan martial arts and Taoism. It does not look strong, but it is terrifyingly powerful.

When they were practicing boxing back then, the scattered inheritances of many sects were integrated together.

To be honest.

Although this sect god's boxing skills cannot lead to the great Dao, but when he really starts fighting, he will fight to the death without caring about his life, and there are very few rivals among people of the same level.

This thing is really life-threatening.

Just at this time.

I only saw the eldest disciple of the Divine Fist Sect standing on the stage, and then he looked at a guy who looked very handsome among the seven or eight Yin-Yang masters:
"You, yes, it's you. Ever since you came here, I've been annoyed with you. Now I finally get the chance. Come on up, let's have a fight."

Seeing that the great disciple of the Divine Fist Sect pointed at him, Kameda Shun's expression couldn't help but become much gloomier:
"……idiot!"

Of course, although he is arrogant, comes from a noble family, and has looked down on others since he was a child, he is not a fool.

The situation is now very unfavorable to them.

How could he go into battle so easily?

And at this time.

Hanakaiin Shouichi, who was sandwiched between the two masters, couldn't help but look gloomier:
"Kameda-san! Don't embarrass the empire. A warrior of Bushido should not be cowardly and not fight!"

After hearing what Hua Kaiyuan Morikazu said, looking at Hua Kaiyuan Morikazu, his face also looked gloomy.

Kameda Shunsuke suddenly strode onto the arena:

"……Hi!"

Seeing the two people standing on the arena, many elders and disciples present turned their eyes over.

This is a real good show.

Seeing the gazes of many people present, Kameda Shun snorted coldly, and then took out something that looked like a yellow talisman.

He muttered to himself for a while:
"Slit-mouthed woman, come out!"

Following his summons, a woman with a slit mouth, emitting a ghostly and eerie aura, suddenly appeared behind him.

Look at the blood everywhere.

It seems that this slit-mouthed woman has really been fed with flesh and blood.

Saw this ghost.

The eldest brother of the Divine Fist Sect snorted coldly, and then, without any incantation or spell-binding, he just stomped his foot heavily:
"God descends! Invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire!"

As his words fell.

All he saw was that there seemed to be an inexplicable force suddenly blessing him.

At first, the power turned into golden wings that illuminated his entire body, but in the blink of an eye, it was absorbed into his body.

For a while.

His entire body looked as if there was no light anymore, as if the spell had failed.

"Prepare to die, you bastard!"

The next moment, the eldest brother was seen kicking his fists and legs, performing the Bajiquan like he was doing it, and then he turned around and strode past:

"kill!!"

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of Kameda Shun, and it looked like he was going to slap him in the face and smash his head.

That Kameda Shun is not a good person either.

He was muttering some Yin-Yang magic, and it seemed as if there were many strange runes, cooperating with the slit-mouthed woman to move her body.

However, this is just the beginning.

What’s really amazing is that no matter how Kameda Shun cast his magic, it was like a bubble when it landed on the eldest senior brother.

The eldest senior brother became more and more excited as the fight went on.

"kill!!"

As the eldest senior brother urged the voice with his breath, in the blink of an eye, he made the three-point move of the King of Hell.

In an instant, with three consecutive moves, Kameda Shun's bones and tendons were broken, and his neck was broken:
"…Uh…Uh…"

Looking at Kameda Shun who fell on the ring, the eldest brother bowed to the people around him, and then walked away:

"Thank you for your kindness. I accidentally failed to stop my hand. I hope you can forgive me."

Although the eldest senior brother said "Haihan", there was no sign of apology on his face.

Watching him win so easily.

The other disciples of the Divine Fist Sect couldn't help but shout out:
"Oh, I win~"

"...Big Brother, may you win!"

Just after the people from the Shenquan Sect started cheering, the disciples from other sects also started shouting and celebrating.

“…We win…We win…”

Looks so happy.

However, at this moment, Hanakaiin Morikazu's expression was extremely ugly:

"You can't do this. We are just here to communicate. This is a cultural exchange. We should stop at the right time..."

However, no matter what he said, Master Zhang's expression remained as calm as before, and he even did not take his hand off his shoulder:

"It's a martial arts competition, so it's normal to accidentally use some heavy blows. Don't you guys do this all the time?"

It would have been fine if Master Zhang hadn't said anything, but once he said it, Hua Kaiyuan Shouyi was silenced.

Can he be the same?

In the past, they used their power to intimidate others, causing them to be afraid to use their abilities and could only be beaten to death by them.

But now they are weak.

At this time, we naturally have to flexibly apply the principles of exchange.

He didn't expect that it would fail again.

Why are these practitioners in the Jiuzhou Spiritual World so stubborn?

Don’t they really care about the power of our great Fuso Empire? How dare they do that?

Don’t they know how to treat their friends well?

After winning the first game, Song Feng began to appoint his generals:
"Shi Shaojian, you play the second game!"

"Qiu Sheng, you play the third game!"

"Little Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect, your fourth match!"

"..."

"Shi Jian, you young generation's challenge, you take the seventh game."

"Lin Jiu, you take the eighth game!"

After arranging opponents for everyone except Kaika Kaiin Morikaze, including the two middle-aged Onmyojis of the young generation who came to show their strength.

Song Feng then turned his gaze towards the other people present:

"How about it? Do you have any objection to my arrangement?"

(End of this chapter)