Lingzhang

Chapter 145: Defeat
The moment the bell rang to signal the start of the martial arts competition.

Almost at the same time, Yue Hanzhang and the young female warrior rose into the air, and in an instant, they attacked each other with fierce momentum.

One is the "impatientness" after seeing through everything, and the other is the murderous riot under the continued anger.

Even at this moment, the boxing styles performed by the two men were somewhat similar.

The young female warrior's body was agile and fast, as if she was dancing.

An ancient and unconventional martial art has reappeared in the world today.

The fierceness of that martial art also reveals a lot of ancient, simple, yet strange beauty.

A certain unique scene seemed to pull people back to the era of ancient ancestors who ate raw meat and drank blood when they saw her figure.

It was as if a witch was dancing wildly and ecstatically in front of everyone, welcoming the harvest of grains and the blood and flesh of the hunt, stepping on flames, wearing thousands of colorful feather masks with thousands of faces!

Today, the ancient era of our ancestors has long gone, but the outline of this ecstatic dance has been "reborn" in the shape of one man.

That was before the various emotions of survival and killing that are the essence of human life. It was how the ancestors of the human race fought for the continuation of their race in the vast wilderness with arduous paths!

This is the will that can be traced and excavated from the continuation of blood. This is the will that can be sublimated through the condensation of many emotions such as the essence of life, such as survival and killing!
Moreover, such lofty and magnificent will even made Yue Hanzhang look at him with awe.

He firmly believed that when the ancient aristocratic families summarized the path of combat dance and passed it on to the disciples of Song Sheng Sect, they had never thought of this step.

Even if you search for beauties, among thousands of people with different faces, it is more likely that you will be pleased with your achievements in martial arts.

It was the young warrior herself, through long-term diligent practice, and even after having taken many wrong paths in her previous life, that truly expanded the breadth and upper limit of this martial arts practice.

She dug out a broad and lofty path from mediocrity!
This man's talent for martial arts, including his martial arts determination, is far superior to Luo Zhonghe's.

There are also differences among the believers of Praise of Saints!
Of course, apart from this sudden outburst of lofty martial arts will.

The presentation of martial arts itself did not surprise Yue Hanzhang.

This path of cultivation soon revealed its unconventional and even evil aspects.

The reason why such a lofty will could burst out in an instant was that the transformation of the young warrior's body played an extremely important role -

In the interpretation of martial arts, her hands, her legs, even her waist and hips, all parts of the body that can generate strength, seem to have different "ideas" of their own.

When leaping out in one step, the left and right legs can actually display different martial arts techniques, or even boxing styles, at the same time.

It seems that from this moment on, the essence of the war dance practice is no longer just those scattered martial arts techniques.

Even the girl warrior herself seems to be scattered and pieced together.

How can this be called a thousand people with a thousand faces? This is clearly one person with a thousand faces!
At this moment, Yue Hanzhang finally understood why this person could imitate the expressions and movements of Jiang Lingxiu and Huang Zhishu so vividly just by reading some information.

This kind of imitation, this state of having a thousand faces in one person, is part of her martial arts.

Even Yue Hanzhang could imagine the interpretation of different martial arts techniques in different parts of the body, as if everyone had their own ideas, and yet they were able to be strangely integrated into the form and spirit.

She disassembles and subdivides the limits of "form", which inevitably results in an equal number of "gods".

Perhaps these "gods" were the images of the geniuses and evildoers that she had observed and remembered.

This is the colorful jade mask worn by the witch.

At this moment, she was no longer herself, but in the midst of a selfless wild dance, she carried the complex will of an entire tribe and became a part of the world between heaven and man.

Compared to the eye-catching and unconventional martial arts performance of the young female warrior.

Yue Hanzhang standing by also attacked with all his strength!

He no longer pretended to perform the "Dao Ji San Yuan Fist". The moment he took a step, the power of the Four Symbols began to rotate in his body like water.

However, the technique used this time was somewhat different from the previous fight with Luo Zhonghe.

The shapes of dragon, tiger and leopard are restrained in Yue Hanzhang's body.

The essence of these martial arts still supported him to remain calm, but the image that truly appeared at this moment was the image of the Shadow Flame Fox Wolf, the only one that was revealed with the support of the essence of all the images.

Even at this moment, the ferocious and ruthless aura of the "wolf" side was restrained.

The martial arts appearance formed by the integration of the four symbols displays the ultimate agility and cunning.

It is precisely with this agile and cunning boxing style that the young girl warrior's war dance is truly like a whirlwind that is swept in front of him.

As the fox spirit moves with joy, the four divine essences within it rotate.

The young girl's complicated, strange and varied martial arts skills were all dealt with by Yue Hanzhang with an equally numerous and advanced skills.

Fist to fist, palm to palm.

Use fake moves to deflect fake moves and turn real moves into real moves.

The young female warrior performed a war dance while stepping on flames, while Yue Hanzhang moved around in the Nine Palaces.

At first glance, it seemed as if Yue Hanzhang had managed to resist the young warrior's treacherous killing methods through his own improvisation.

For a moment, the entire arena was in a very balanced situation.

But it was precisely because of this balance that the faces of everyone in the secret warehouse relaxed at this moment.

In their view, this apparent balance was a manifestation of the fact that Yue Hanzhang was at a disadvantage the moment he first came into contact with the enemy.

Because the young warrior's strange martial arts skills are systematic, coherent, complete and can be called a path of cultivation.

However, Yue Hanzhang relied purely on his own "talent" to use the Four Symbols Martial Arts to deal with the situation.

Perhaps at first, this confrontation would appear to be evenly matched, and it is not ruled out that Yue Hanzhang could still have a brilliant performance to further pull and influence the situation. But that was just a brief struggle after the fish entered the net.

The young warrior only needs to perform the extremely complicated war dance step by step.

She has an established framework and context, and everything is carried out according to orderly guidance.

Yue Hanzhang's response requires him to maintain this kind of "talent" for a long time and to demonstrate flawless perfection in high-intensity attacks.

Just a little flaw.

As long as there is one wrong response.

It is the moment when victory or defeat, life or death is decided!
The Four Symbols Martial Arts might be very powerful, but at this moment, the young female warrior who had disassembled and subdivided all martial arts techniques pulled Yue Hanzhang into an unfamiliar offensive field.

Seeing this, the old man in black robe on the sofa even stood up slowly.

"The winner has been decided. There's no point in pursuing this any further. I'm going to go look for Xu Shijin and see what's happening with the body he prepared for Senior Luo for the Youquan ritual..."

Hearing this, the old man from the Luo family nodded with a slightly reserved look, and the group of young boys and girls, in a rare move, took the initiative to make way for the old man in black robe.

Many people's attention was immediately diverted away from the screen.

It was as if from this moment on, the rest of the process was just a move towards the predetermined result.

For more than ten breaths, Yue Hanzhang faced Zhan Wu's whirlwind-like attack with ease.

Even beyond the response of martial arts moves.

The confrontation between the martial arts wills.

Yue Hanzhang's divine will burst out. Even though he knew that the soul of a cultivator was hidden in this body, he still tried to shake it.

At the same time, the ancient and lofty will of martial arts also seemed to attack Yue Hanzhang's mind.

The original confrontation among the ancient ancestors seemed to "tempt" the outburst of the seven emotions and six desires in Yue Hanzhang's life essence.

To induce these seven emotions and six desires to constantly deconstruct Yue Hanzhang's mind as a complete whole, constantly turning it into the same person with thousands of faces, and because there is no integration and assistance from martial arts, he falls into complete madness.

But such "temptation" melts away like ice and snow in the face of the symphony of the mechanized mind.

Even the confrontation between the martial arts wills showed a balance.

But then, after more than ten breaths, Yue Hanzhang seemed to realize that he was a fish in the net.

Suddenly, he began to "struggle violently".

The fist wind of the young female warrior had wrapped him up and stuck to him. In an instant, amidst the frequent passive responses and those "opportunities" to take advantage of every opportunity, Yue Hanzhang also began to actively fight back.

In addition to martial arts, the young warrior's fighting experience in her previous life also came into play at this moment.

With her equally calm response, Yue Hanzhang's counterattacks were resolved one by one.

Moreover, as they attacked each other, in the storm of intertwined fists, you were in me and I was in you. She stuck to Yue Hanzhang, and Yue Hanzhang also stuck to her.

As the moves intertwined, ancient sacrificial fire rose in the Nine Palaces.

Regardless of the outcome or life or death, the two men could no longer escape from the storm of fists.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to the judgment of the disciples of Song Sheng Sect.

Faster! Faster!
Yue Hanzhang was speeding up, and the young female warrior was also speeding up.

With every breath, the frequency of their attacks became even greater than the previous moment!

When a certain threshold is reached, it becomes an instinctive martial arts response driven by experience and talent.

Next, it seemed that Yue Hanzhang’s talent would be no match for his comprehensive martial arts, and he would be defeated first.

But it was at the moment when this thought emerged.

Suddenly.

In the midst of such a violent storm, Yue Hanzhang suddenly changed his moves!
With both hands raised, one is used to capture the dragon, the other is used to control the tiger!
Lower your waist and sit on your hips, one foot swimming like a dragon and the other foot running like a wolf!
Feint, all feints!

But at this instant, when Yue Hanzhang's whole body shape changed, her rich experience had already prompted her instinctive martial arts to perform the response moves of the young female warrior.

It is precisely because of the strangeness of the war dance practice that at this moment, both hands and feet responded!

boom--

In the previous dense martial arts storm, the interweaving music came to an abrupt halt, and suddenly, there was a "noise" coming out.

That was the sound of the young warrior's own arms twisting her own arms, and her own feet twisting her own footsteps.

If it were an ordinary person, no matter how Yue Hanzhang changed, he would just have to go forward to deal with it.

Whether you deserve it or not is another matter, but at least you won’t end up hitting yourself.

Success is due to war dance, failure is also due to war dance.

"How could-"

The moment when the word "can" has not yet been uttered.

The fierce fist wind filled the young warrior's mouth.

The fist, like a copper hammer, continued to expand in her vision.

boom--!
(End of this chapter)