Fairies, please don't talk to me about love

In fact, he could have directly forced Zhang Er off the stage, but there was no need to do so. After all, others also have to save face, right?

"What kind of sword skills are you doing?"

Ye Lingtian looked at his eager eyes and blinked.

"There is no sword technique, it's just random swings and slashes."

This man is not strong enough to make him hand over the Fury Blade.

"Thank you for your advice. How can I get out of this situation?"

Since he knew that his mistake was actually a fake move, as long as he didn't make a "mistake", his end would be to fall off the ring.

"Admit defeat."

Indeed, the terrifying thing about the Furious Blade is its pursuit ability. Once the opponent takes defensive measures, it can suppress the opponent and make him unable to counterattack, and finally expose his flaws and suffer defeat.

The only solution is to take the initiative to attack, so there is still a glimmer of hope. However, since this is a world of cultivating immortals, there are naturally other ways. If your cultivation is strong enough, you can break it directly no matter what sword technique it is.

Wei Kun on the stage had eyes full of desire at this moment.

She wanted it very much. As a swordsman, how could she not see that this was actually an extremely domineering mad sword technique?

Her own sword style is a combination of hardness and softness, capable of both offense and defense, but she believes that if she encounters this sword technique, she will never be able to defeat it unless her cultivation suppresses her.

Although the Tao has been formed, it does not affect her ability to integrate one of the moves into a part of herself.

"Mr. Wei, what is the level of his swordsmanship?"

He was naturally referring to Ye Lingtian, because Meng Wan was sulking at the moment so she naturally wouldn't call him by his name.

"Very strong, stronger than me."

'Will he be willing to teach me this sword technique?'

Wei Kun was very nervous. It was the first time for her to ask for something from a junior. Even though the other person was a reincarnated immortal, wasn't she older than her now?

'Although he may give it to me, what if?'

She touched her cheek and made a silent decision.

Chapter 13: The Big World

On the other side, a member of the Zhang family named Zhang Sanfeng defeated Zhang San almost by crushing him.

"How can you be... so strong?"

. . .

Zhang Er supported Zhang San and left the scene. The two brothers' life ended like this, which made the Zhang family, who had been optimistic about them, feel a little sad.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng, who was originally resting with his eyes closed, called out to Ye Lingtian who was about to leave.

"Brother Ye, why don't we strike while the iron is hot and end this battle?"

Ye Lingtian stopped and nodded slightly.

"Brother Ye, what are you going to use to compete with me?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked.

Ye Lingtian walked onto the stage and looked at Zhang Sanfeng's casual standing posture, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly that he was a master.

"Then let's not resort to external force, just fight with fists and feet."

"Okay! Please teach me."

Seeing this, the elder of the Zhang family who was the referee spoke up after obtaining the consent of the clan leader:

"The decisive battle, Ye Lingtian versus Zhang Sanfeng!"

"Brother Ye, don't hold back. You played in both games.

Hold on, right?"

Zhang Sanfeng still stood upright, looking at Ye Lingtian who was stretching his muscles and spoke.

Ye Lingtian nodded in agreement, then assumed a standard fighting stance.

"start!"

Neither of them held back, closing the distance as quickly as possible and fighting with their palms.

The moment their palms touched, Zhang Sanfeng felt that his palm skills were not as good as Ye Lingtian's.

Ye Lingtian’s palm technique was like a swimming dragon. After taking his palm, he quickly found the next position to fight back.

"You can't fight with soft palms!"

Zhang Sanfeng quickly retreated to leave room for himself to change his moves, while Ye Lingtian exerted more strength, and the speed of his palms became faster as he kept getting closer.

The moment Zhang Sanfeng retracted his palm and changed to fist, Ye Lingtian flew into the air.

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"You have done us a favor, and we are willing to teach you our secrets!"

In the crowd, Ye Lingtian looked at these ragged beggars, his heart full of admiration for their ability to remain untainted by the world.

A clean book fell into his hands, with five large characters printed on it: "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing"

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Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone present saw that there seemed to be a five-clawed golden dragon roaring towards the sky behind Ye Lingtian.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

The moment this finishing blow hit Zhang Sanfeng's fist, Ye Lingtian felt something was wrong.

The palm that should have defeated Zhang Sanfeng hit himself instead.

The powerful impact forced Ye Lingtian to do a backflip to minimize the losses.

"Brother Sanfeng's boxing skills are very exquisite. I admire him..."

Ye Lingtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and praised.

Zhang Sanfeng did not respond to him and continued to maintain the same posture without moving.

It seemed that his whole body was full of flaws, but Ye Lingtian knew that without absolute strength, he would never be able to break his boxing skills with just fists and feet.

By using the opponent's force to counter attack, you don't have to exert any strength yourself but can instead cause heavy losses to the opponent. This boxing style is truly unique.

After calming down, Ye Lingtian stood in place, silently recovering his strength and thinking about countermeasures.

. . .

"This small Zhang family actually has such a person..."

Wei Kun naturally saw through the secret of Zhang Sanfeng's boxing skills. If he had to say, his boxing skills should be at the same level as Ye Lingtian's palm skills just now. However, due to the realm suppression and the natural restraint between the two, Ye Lingtian was obviously at a disadvantage.

It is really unbelievable that a family in a small town has produced a disciple who knows peerless martial arts. The only explanation is that Zhang Sanfeng, like the immortal, is a reincarnation.

She also paid some attention to the comparison between Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Sanfeng before. The quality of the cotton palm he used was definitely not low even in her eyes. So, if his reincarnation was real, he should be a master of this technique.

. . .

Ye Lingtian gathered his strength again and seemed to have come up with a solution.

He approached Zhang Sanfeng's side, as if he wanted to attack him from the side, but Zhang Sanfeng turned around like a ghost and took his palm.

But what surprised Zhang Sanfeng was that he could feel that the rebound force was not enough to break Ye Lingtian's spiritual defense.

"Brother Ye, why don't you use your full strength?"

After taking another palm strike, Zhang Sanfeng began to use verbal attacks, as if he wanted to anger Ye Lingtian.

He took another blow, but it was still weak and powerless.

Zhang Sanfeng guessed that he probably had no backup plan.

There is no way to break his Tai Chi, so I will definitely be the winner. I believe Ye Lingtian also knows this.

So he changed his attack mode of using the opponent's force to counter attack and instead used a masculine boxing style, combining both hardness and softness, which is the most exquisite aspect of his boxing.

Tai Chi's punches are slow but powerful. A seemingly light punch actually has great power. This is Tai Chi's secret of using slowness to defeat speed.

Ye Lingtian also followed the style of his punches and slowed down, each of his moves being a beat slower than Zhang Sanfeng's.

The two of them turned their offense and defense around. Now it was Zhang Sanfeng who was suppressing Ye Lingtian.

"Brother Ye, since you don't want to continue, why don't you raise your arms and admit defeat? It's more decent than being knocked off the ring and breaking a few bones!"

"you lose."

Ye Lingtian's voice was very soft and only the two of them could hear it.

Realizing that something was wrong, Zhang Sanfeng immediately retracted his fist to relieve the force, but it was too late.

Ye Lingtian struck out with a palm, but after hitting him, he did not retreat to find another direction. Instead, he gathered his five fingers, grasped Zhang Sanfeng's fist, and then exerted force suddenly.

"Uh-huh!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking was extremely harsh. Everyone present was very curious about what happened and they all stood on tiptoe to get a closer look.

The pain was unbearable. Zhang Sanfeng's facial features were wrinkled and he half-knelt on the ground. He had already become a loser.

"Using the opponent's force to counter attack is a unique skill. Sticking to the old rules is a big mistake."

After saying this, Ye Lingtian turned around and walked off the stage.

Everyone in the Zhang family also watched him leave. When they were about to leave the venue, the elders of the Zhang family finally reacted and shouted:

"The winner of this competition is Ye Lingtian!"

At this moment, the atmosphere on the field was a little weird, no cheering, no screaming.

In the Zhang family competition, the winner was actually a foreigner.

Moreover, the cultivation level of this foreigner is lower than the average level of the contestants!

How does this embarrass them?

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"Please ask our champion to keep your prize and don't forget it somewhere~~~"

As expected, Zhang Wan had entered his room before him.

"Tell me how you beat that guy!"

"His boxing skills are exquisite and ingenious, but the rhythm is extremely slow. If the opponent does not use his strength, it is useless. Therefore, it is best to use other boxing skills as a supplement and use them as a surprise move when the opponent attacks with all his strength. The effect will be very good. As for me... I was just lucky and happened to have a perfect solution."

Ye Lingtian took the storage ring from Zhang Wan and continued:

"The palm techniques I used were weak and did not cause any real damage, but every time I attacked, I was looking for the opponent's weak point. After confirming it, I suddenly exerted force based on the weak point and destroyed the thousand-foot-high tower."

Zhang Wan was confused and her head was buzzing.

"How come you know everything? Sword, boxing, knife skills... I think you can also set up battle formations?"

"For example, I can use a sword, but my opponent can't. Then I can use a method he doesn't know to win. But if my opponent is also quite good at swordsmanship, then I can only play a real-time game with him and lose this part of the advantage. That's why I learn the strengths of all schools for my own use."

Zhang Wan opened her mouth slightly and sighed:

"It's amazing... You are such a strange person..."

"The times are forcing us to do so. If we stand still, we will only hurt ourselves."

After Ye Lingtian checked the ring and confirmed that there were indeed a huge amount of resources inside, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Now we should talk about something else, Patriarch Zhang, Zhang Wan...well, no appointment."

"Well, I'm not surprised you know this, but I'm still a little scared."

"afraid of what?"

"Keeping your distance from me now that you know I'm the clan leader!"

Zhang Wan made a pitiful expression.

"I don't believe that the person who runs a prosperous family would be an incompetent and treacherous person."