Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu

Chapter 23 Seeking Truth (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)

"Please, Gui Zhiji, the four contestants enter!"

On the high platform, a Taoist referee shouted loudly, instantly pushing the atmosphere in the entire venue to a climax.

"Here we go, the last competition of the day."

"With this waiting time, several babies were born."

"I finally waited for you. Fortunately, I didn't give up."

In the stands, the spectators were very enthusiastic. They did not feel tired at all from watching so many competitions. Instead, they became more excited about the last competition.

"Hey, did you notice anything wrong?"

"What the hell?"

"How stupid! Look around you!"

"Oh my god, why is the old Heavenly Master also on the high platform, and Feng Zhenghao from the Tianxia Association as well?"

"Master Lingyu is here too, as well as Zhuge Qing from the Wuhou Sect, Wang Ye from Wudang, and Jia Zhengliang from the West."

"Why are all of them here? The previous competitions weren't this lively, right?"

"Who are these four people competing to cause such a stir?"

Somewhere in the stands, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao and their group were there. When they heard the Taoist priest announce their entry, they were shocked.

"It's finally Brother Heng's turn to compete. With his strength, it should be easy for him to deal with the other three, right?"

On the other side, Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai, who was scared to tears by the Liaodong barbarians, stood quietly at the edge of the stands.

"Qing, why do you want to watch Du Heng's competition?"

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and spoke meaningfully: "When the competition starts, pay attention to Du Heng's footwork and positioning."

"Is there anything special about it?"

"Maybe!" Zhuge Qing gave an ambiguous answer, but he was muttering in his heart: "Will you reveal your true colors? Or will you continue to hide?"

Zhang Lingyu, who was not far from him, stared at the entrance, as if he wanted to see someone.

His mind unconsciously recalled the brief fight with the opponent a month ago. His attainments in golden light were not inferior to his, and he was even better than him in controlling the golden light.

inside the channel.

Du Heng was thinking about how to enter the market. Should he learn from Bilian's 30 years of hard work and overturn the sky?

But think about it, compared to Chu Lan's thick skin, he is still too "socially phobic" and really can't do such a thing.

After hearing the signal to enter, he walked into the venue and prepared to join the team battle. Ugh. It was a competition.

"Look, the stain is coming in. It's Du Heng who's coming into the factory!"

Fortunately, there were so many people talking. If Du Heng had heard this, he would have grabbed him by the collar, pointed at his nose and said: How can you curse at me?

As soon as I entered the factory, all eyes in the stands were directed at me, and I was instantly enveloped by the noisy atmosphere, as if I was a small boat swaying in the wind and waves.

"It's a rare opportunity. I also got to enjoy the legendary treatment of being the protagonist."

The stage is set!

The curtain opens!

If I don't put on a good show, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again from now on.

I finally understand why Overlord was unwilling to cross the Yangtze River. If he were him, he would have to move to another planet to live.

While he was still immersed in the atmosphere, three people walked out from the opposite passage and pulled him out of his fantasy.

"Damn, I won't run into a group, will I?"

He wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger, so as to save some energy, but he didn't expect to poop so big.

He shouted at the three men, "Why don't you tell me your names?"

"Yanwu Hall, Wankai!"

"One flow of air, brilliant!"

"The Three Talents of the Yellow Gate, Liu Quan!"

Hearing the news of the couple's home, Du Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, his face became solemn, and he was no longer relaxed. He couldn't help but mutter, "It turned out to be the Seeking Truth Society. Trouble!"

In the stands, Feng Xingtong, who was good at collecting intelligence, recognized the identities of the three people at a glance.

"Brother Du, be careful in this competition. The three opponents are from the Seeking Truth Society."

Zhang Chulan, who was standing by, had sharp ears and didn't understand what was going on, so he asked curiously, "What is the Truth Seeking Society?"

Xu Simang took a puff of cigarette, then slowly explained: "In the alien circle, apart from the Ten Lords, most of them are small and medium-sized sects. Because they are afraid of being bullied by big sects or Quan Xing, they consciously merge together to form a new sect that can rival the Ten Lords.

The Seeking Truth Society was formed by the merger of Yanwu Hall, Yiliu, Huangmen Sancai, and Ziranmen. "Is it strong?"

"What do you say?"

"Fuck you!" Zhang Chulan cursed inwardly.

I thought Du Heng's marriage was a stable "happiness", but it turned out to be so easy to go wrong.

Could it be that one of his “special thugs” is going to die here?

Return to the field.

Based on the information in his memory, Du Heng knew the strength of the Truth Seeking Society.

These four families were originally very powerful, only because some of the thirty-six thieves were among their disciples, such as Bian Tong from the Natural Gate and Gao Gen who was of the same lineage.

Later, they were involved in the Jiashen Rebellion and suffered heavy losses, gradually becoming small and medium-sized sects, and then they began to stick together for warmth.

"It's difficult!"

If you want to deal with these three people, you will fail if you don't use some tricks.

After all, this is not a one-on-one fight, but a one-on-three fight. Two palms cannot defeat six hands!

"Sir, be careful!" The three members of the Qiuzhen Society clasped their fists as a greeting.

The words fell.

The situation suddenly changed.

Then, Gao Ming, who was in a rush, took the first step. He was the most muscular among the three, with a bald head and a rather large build.

"Horizontal training?" Du Heng guessed secretly.

Gao Ming's body was like wind and thunder. In the blink of an eye, he was less than five feet away from him. He thrust out a palm print, and the powerful palm force whistled in the air, making gusts of wind chanting.

Du Heng turned his toes and moved his body to the side, avoiding the attack from an unknown palm force.

However, just when he thought he had dodged the attack, the palm force suddenly changed its direction and attacked him again.

It was the first time I saw this kind of attack, and I almost dropped my jaw in shock.

This is a fucking martial arts competition, but they came up with some black technology and used navigation and tracking to hit wherever they pointed.

"Gun fighting?"

"No. This palm power can turn. It should be called the White Rainbow Palm Power from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils."

He was caught off guard by the unknown palm force and had no time to think about how the other party did it.

"Damn it, I can only take this one blow!"

The attack was too unpredictable, leaving no room to dodge.

He immediately mobilized the Chi in his Dantian and pushed his palms together to form a shield, creating an invisible wall of Chi.

"boom!"

The palm forces collided, a dull sound was heard, and the residual force caused the dust to fly.

Du Heng took advantage of the situation and slid back, getting out of the opponent's attack range to avoid being attacked by the other two.

This scene amazed the spectators so much that their eyes were fixed on the two people in the field, not wanting to miss any exciting moments.

"Oh my god, this shouldn't be happening!"

"It is rumored that Du Heng had fought with Lingyu Zhenren before, so how come he was defeated with just one move?"

"Isn't it that the silver spear has a wax head and is just a name for nothing?"

They were not the only ones who had this idea. Even Zhang Chulan suspected that Du Heng had been possessed by another spirit. Otherwise, why did the original product shown to him before become priced at 9.9 yuan with free shipping?

"What happened? Brother Heng clearly dodged it just now, why did he get hit again?"

At this time, Wang Ye, who was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, came to his side and said in a lazy and sweet voice, "Qiu Zhen knows the unique skill of Yiliu, which can control the attack line of palm force. He is very difficult to deal with."

"How can it be controlled with just palm power?" Zhang Chulan asked puzzledly.

"Alas, Gao Ming's palm power is like a stream of water. The flow speeds up and down, left and right are different, just like the wings of old-fashioned airplanes. Only when the speeds of the fluids up and down are different can corresponding lift be obtained. He uses this to change the trajectory of the attack.

This was the first time that Brother Du was fighting against a master of the Yiliu style. They were not aware of his advanced techniques and naturally had no time to dodge, but being able to withstand one move and then use the momentum to retreat was already the best way to deal with it.

I really don't know whether to say Du Heng is unlucky or lucky? It's rare to meet a disciple of the Seeking Truth Society, and to meet three at the same time, I wonder if his lottery set has been tampered with."

Zhang Chulan, who understood what he heard, seemed to have thought of something and glanced towards the position of the old Taoist priest on the high platform.

Zhuge Qing, who was not far away, stopped his sword in front of him and silently used the "Ting Feng Yin" technique to hear the conversation between the two.

(End of this chapter)