【153 The Last Battle】

After the meal, everyone who had been hungry for the morning launched an offensive towards the delicious food on the table. After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the atmosphere naturally became active for a while. As the cups and cups were mixed, many people were closer. Of course, not everyone was so happy. After a lunch that was unwilling to eat, everyone at the same table with Long Ao left as if they were running away. Long Ao laughed in his heart, but on the surface, he still looked cold and walked slowly to the backyard of Haitian Villa.

The afternoon competition will not officially begin until two o'clock. Long Ao was too lazy to find a place to rest, so he simply came to the square in the backyard alone, sitting and closing his eyes to rest. Not long after, he noticed someone was walking towards him.

Long Ao was too lazy to waste his spiritual sense to investigate. No one could hurt him anyway, so he wanted to see what was going on with the visitor.

"Young man, why didn't you go to the room to rest?" An old man's voice came from behind. Long Ao slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked over. He was an old man with white hair and hair, looking about fifty or sixty, but after looking closely, he felt that he was in his seventies or eighties. If someone else had changed, it would be difficult to find out the real age of this old man.

However, Long Ao's eyes are not decorations. The cultivation level of the Nine Heavens Divine Art Jingxiao Realm (Great Innate Realm) is enough to allow him to see through all the artifacts, so he easily concluded the old man's real age, which should be up at the age of ninety, only high or low.

"Anyway, I'm going to come here in the afternoon, so I'm too lazy to run away." Long Ao looked straight at the other party's eyes and replied faintly. The old man in front of him had reached the level of small innate realm, which is what the world calls returning to nature. He is already a rare master in the world, and should at least be no worse than Shi Lei's master on Tiantai Mountain in Linqiong.

The old man was a little surprised to see his neither humble nor arrogant look. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes swept across Long Ao's face like two lightning. "I, Zhuo Shiying, a subordinate of the Qingcheng Sect. I don't know what young people call him?" Zhuo Shiying, who is good at observing people, was surprised to find that the young man with a burly figure in front of him seemed to be covered with a faint mist. The way he tried and tried was completely unable to see through the other party!

Seeing that he was questioning with the martial arts rules, Long Ao also clasped his fists and bowed, "Long Ao, a wandering cultivator who has no doors or sects."

Zhuo Shiying heard that he had no school and had no school, and he was a little unbelievable. However, there are often people in the martial arts world who are unwilling to reveal their master's origin when they walk around the world. They didn't ask, but just asked with a smile: "Mr. Long, I wonder if you are interested in chatting with me?" Before the people in the martial arts world made a relationship, it was normal to call the other party 'Mr.' Even if Zhuo Shiying is older than Long Ao, two or three generations.

Long Ao naturally would not disappoint, so he reached out and signaled: "Mr. Zhuo, please sit down."

Zhuo Shiying walked to a chair next to him and sat down slowly, and began to chat with Long Ao. He was so sophisticated and brought the relationship closer together in just a few words. One called the other's "nephew" and the other called the other's "senius". Although it was a bit inconsistent, it was better than the decent title of "sir".

Zhuo Shiying had just accidentally seen Long Ao sitting here alone, and was curious to come over to talk. Later, he saw Long Ao refused to tell the origin of his master, so he planned to make a cliché through chat. However, this chat discovered that although Long Ao looked young, his mind was extremely meticulous and he did not speak in his words. However, some of the martial arts views that Long Ao occasionally mentioned made Zhuo Shiying quickly forget his original purpose and instead discussed it with him with high interest. The more he discussed it, the more surprised he was. In his eyes, Long Ao was a piece of uncensored jade that had not yet been carved, and he couldn't help but give advice.

It’s not Zhuo Shiying’s arrogant attitude. After all, the age gap between the two sides is there. For a master of the small innate realm, only a master of the large innate realm can convince him. Although he can revive himself and return to the appearance of a middle-aged and young man after reaching the innate realm, it must be at least the peak of the small innate realm. With his cultivation of more than ten years of entering the small innate realm, it cannot be achieved, not to mention that the aura revealed by the young man in his early thirties in front of him is not even as high as the small innate realm.

Of course, the facts proved that he was seriously misunderstood. Long Ao in front of him was not in his early thirties, but in his thirteen years old, and his cultivation was the great innate realm that he extremely longed for!

Long Ao was not stupid enough to tell the truth, and he was happy to listen to his advice. There was no way, who made his master, He Zijing, too irresponsible? Since Xiao Yitian went to junior high school, He Zijing rarely taught him anything. First, he didn't know how terrifying Xiao Yitian's cultivation was, and second, he wanted to go into seclusion to attack the innate realm, and didn't have so much time to pay attention to other things. Even the job at the sports school was quit. Although Xiao Yitian had magical techniques like the Nine Heavens Mystery Art in his mind, many places were not particularly thorough when no one gave him guidance.

Now Zhuo Shiying's kindness has made Long Ao cheaper, and some things that he couldn't understand before were solved. Before he knew it, his mood has improved greatly and his control of his own strength has become more and more proficient.

Zhuo Shiying was shocked when he saw Long Ao's momentum changing. If he had a little psychological advantage before, he was completely shocked by Long Ao now because he saw that Long Ao's momentum had been upgraded from the acquired realm to the small innate realm!

"Is this... this is what Buddhism calls enlightenment? Alas, the world is already the world of young people. I wonder if this young man can break through to the realm of great innateness. If he can break through to the great innateness before he is fifty, then he will be the number one person in the martial arts world!" Zhuo Shiying felt a lot of emotion, but he only had the intention of happiness and no jealousy. After practicing the true qi of the internal family for decades, he has become much less concerned about fame, fortune, gains and losses. At present, he can only appreciate the progress of young juniors.

Long Ao restrained his breath and bowed to Zhuo Shiying, "Thank you for your advice. If you need any help in the future, please give me your instructions. You will do your best." To be honest, Zhuo Shiying's help to him was not very great. At least, he was already at the level of great innate realm. Although he has made some progress this time, he has not improved much in realm. He has just consolidated his foundation. But from another perspective, it is precisely because of Zhuo Shiying's guidance that his bottom is more solid, so that he can avoid the risk of rising cultivation in the future and increasing realm. You must know that the later the practice, it will be difficult to advance. There will be certain risks when breaking through the current realm. If you are not careful, you may be able to get into the devil's power. If you are more serious, you will endanger your life!

At this time, someone had already begun to walk towards the backyard square. Long Ao looked at the time. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and the afternoon competition was about to start again. Zhuo Shiying stroked the beard on his chin, stood up and said goodbye. After all, he appeared in Haitian Villa to participate in the battle for the leader, and Long Ao was obviously the same. In order not to cause any misunderstandings, he had to leave early.

As soon as two o'clock arrived, Yuan Ziyi entered the square to announce the start of the competition and compete for the last four elder seats. According to the rules, forces that have already obtained the elder seats are not allowed to continue fighting, so the afternoon competition progress was much faster. The last four elder seats were decided by the first three o'clock.

In this way, the twelve elder seats of the Elders belong to the twelve large forces, including the Qinglong Association, Tianlong Gate, Paoge Association, Iron Wire Gang, Honghualou, Bahutang, Tianlang Gang, Tianlang Gang, Poison Scorpion, Baile Alliance, Wuniu Alliance, Furong Hall and Golden Snake Gang. According to the rules, the elder seats are selected internally by the above forces. In principle, the members of the Elders are all in the same position and there is no subordinate relationship.

"Everyone!" Yuan Ziyi walked to the center of the square again, bowed to the four sides, and said loudly: "What will be held next is the finale of this party, the battle for the position of the leader of the alliance! The rules have been slightly changed, from a one-on-one single-challenge method to a group battle. In the group battle, only by defeating all opponents and winning in the end can you get the position of the leader!"

This change immediately made the following mess, and everyone was talking about it. Group fights are not new. Who among the people here has never experienced group fights? However, it is somewhat surprising to use group fights to select the leader at this critical moment. Although it is group fights, those forces that have been in contact with them in advance will inevitably form a group temporarily, defeat other opponents first, and then their leader will win. This will be a bit depressed for those forces that do not have enough allies.

Yuan Ziyi clapped her palms, "Next, give everyone half an hour of preparation time, and the battle will officially begin in half an hour!" The voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. Long Ao's heart moved. This woman was not as simple as it seemed. Unexpectedly, everyone was confused. Her cultivation seemed to have reached the peak of her acquired nature. As long as the opportunity came, she could break through to the small innate realm at any time!

Long Ao looked thoughtfully at Yuan Ziyi who was walking out, with a flash of interest in his eyes, then he withdrew his gaze and continued to close his eyes to rest. The moment he closed his eyes, Yuan Ziyi seemed to have noticed it, turned around and looked here, glanced back and forth without any notice. Finally, her eyes fell on Long Ao and quickly turned to start.

In the next half hour, all forces negotiated with each other. Whether they were prepared or made temporary arrangements, everyone tried their best to win temporary allies for themselves. The greater the unity, the higher the possibility of winning later. Looking at the audience, there were only two people who did not participate. One was Yuan Ziyi, the permanently neutral leader of the Ziyi Club, and the other was Long Ao, the Thirteenth Taibao Guest Court, who went to the meeting alone.

Half an hour passed quickly, Yuan Ziyi came on stage to announce the rules of the competition. When all the contestants entered the square, she retreated to the side and shouted: "Start!"

This voice kicked the beginning of the chaos like an attacking horn. If someone looked down from the air at this time, he would find a strange scene on the square. The four corners of the southeast, west and north were occupied by four temporary gangs, and two people stood alone in the middle of the square - Zhuo Shiying and Long Ao. They stood there motionlessly looking at each other, with a stream of air surrounding their bodies. Perhaps they were shocked by the aura of the two, and no one around them had any idea. They waved their fists or weapons or pounced on the contestants of other forces, and began a group fight with me and I.

Long Ao seemed to have not seen nor heard the chaos around him. He stared at Zhuo Shiying opposite him with his eyes tightly, and stood there very relaxedly, giving people the feeling that he had been standing there since the birth of heaven and earth, without any abruptness. Zhuo Shiying looked at him with his eyes narrowed, and seemed to have no intention of taking action, but he was amazed in his heart, because although he could do it in a natural state like Long Ao, he could only enter the small innate realm for several years. Long Ao had just advanced under his nose, and could do it in such a short time, which made him amazed at the heavens and the thought of reporting to the master and sect leader Long Ao to return to the wall.

Long Ao naturally didn't know what he was thinking. Zhuo Shiying didn't move, and he had no intention of moving at all. He knew that he would become an opponent and could still speak out to him. He admired Zhuo Shiying's mind and demeanor, so he did not use his real strength to suppress the opponent, but used the power that had just entered the small innate to fight against the enemy.

As the two of them looked at each other, time seemed to have paused. There was no external object in their eyes, only the other person's figure existed. It was as if the two of them were standing quietly in a void at the same time, with nothingness up, down, left, left, front and back, and only they and their opponents existed.

While Zhuo Shiying sighed, his momentum was also rising. Even though he appreciated, he had promised to help others win the position of leader, so he could only do his best to prepare for the battle.

Long Ao is also constantly improving his momentum. In many cases, competitions between masters do not require fists and kicks. They can distinguish between strength and weakness based on their momentum alone. The scene where one side shouts the name of the ultimate move and kills the other side in one fell swoop. It can only appear in a brainless martial arts film. The fights of masters in reality are far less good-looking and lively than the entry-level fights.

Either don't move or you can decide the winner with one move. This is the real master.

As the momentum of the two people continued to rise and collided with each other, a whirlwind appeared in the ground, and the airflow began to sweep around, and soon affected the people around them who were enjoying their fight. The powerful aura made them unable to resist. If they wanted to not be pressed to kneel on the ground, they could only keep retreating and retreating. However, although the square was large, it was limited after all. Before they knew it, those people had been forced to withdraw from the square. According to the rules, leaving the square was considered losing!

So, the situation on the field suddenly became clear, and the final winner would be between Zhuo Shiying and Long Ao!

Zhuo Shiying represents the battle of Brother Pao, and Long Ao represents the Thirteenth Taibao. The dialogue between the two strong men of the old and the new attracted everyone's attention. However, the number of people who like Long Ao here is zero. Even the first few small forces belonging to the Thirteenth Taibao chose the former between Zhuo Shiying, who had white hair and beard and fairy bones, and Long Ao, who had a fierce face, was cold and cold. After all, in people's impression, the older the age, the stronger the kung fu. Of course, what we are talking about here is an internal master. If it is an external master, we cannot say that, because if they do not have the internal true qi, their physical functions will begin to decline after they are over forty years old. Their qi and blood are not as sufficient as those of their young age, so they naturally cannot compare with the external masters in their thirty years.

In the silence of the audience, the competition between the two of them finally reached its peak! Zhuo Shiying's coat was windless and could no longer be bulging. His eyes were bulging, and he knew that he could no longer wait. Otherwise, the spirit of both sides would be tightened. At that time, only a small stimulus from the outside could cause the momentum of both sides to lose control - even if the spectator sneezes!

Without unnecessary nonsense, without the preparations for the drowsy ultimate move, Zhuo Shiying thrust his feet hard. With the crisp sound of bluestone slabs on the ground, his people were already bombarding Long Ao like shells!

"Good come!" Long Ao secretly applauded in his heart. Zhuo Shiying's attack was perfect. The combination of essence, energy and spirit, especially the momentum of moving forward increased a little bit of power!

Long Ao also pushed the ground hard and rushed forward. He came first, just in the middle of the position to meet Zhuo Shiying. The two of them fists and made a "pop" sound. The severe pain and recoil force from their fists made them retreat faster than before, and just returned to the place where they were standing, as if the attack had never appeared just now!

As the two of them retreated, the qi and force caused by the fight between fists showed power. "Boom~~" was like a bolt from the blue sounding in the plains. The spectators around the square couldn't help but cover their ears. The qi and force caused a violent shock of the air, and the ripples that were almost visible to the naked eye spread outwards in circles until the edge of the square disappeared one after another.

In the Pao Ge Association camp, there was an old man with a look and dressed very similar to Zhuo Shiying. He was Zhuo Shixiong, the younger brother of Zhuo Shixiong, and he was also a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. He had a cultivation level of the little innate realm. He didn't take this competition seriously. In his opinion, his brother could easily get the position of leader with just a few gestures. Unexpectedly, from the beginning, it was beyond his expectations. The young man, who was called a martial arts genius by his brother, could actually defeat his brother's momentum and a sense of equal strength!
Chapter completed!