Because of this, Gongsun Zhiqiu was so surprised when facing Jin Suiyuan. Jin Suiyuan's palm power came like a tsunami, which made Gongsun Zhiqiu frightened, and he had to gather the internal force of his whole body. The internal force was condensed on his palms. Gongsun Zhiqiu did not retreat and raised his palm to meet him. A fiery red light suddenly rose, like a raging fire, entangled with golden light, and there was only a muffled sound of banging and continuous. Jin Suiyuan took more than ten steps back under the power of Gongsun Zhiqiu's palm. It seemed like a tornado was blew in his body, and his mind was shocked and he was not at peace.

Although he had already been mentally prepared, Jin Suiyuan was still shocked after this move. He never expected that Gongsun Zhiqiu's cultivation was so energetic. The person who launched the attack was obviously himself, but he was shocked so many steps, and Gongsun Zhiqiu did not retreat at all, as if he was at a disadvantage. After calming down, Jin Suiyuan hurriedly looked at Gongsun Zhiqiu, and then he realized that although Gongsun Zhiqiu's body did not retreat, his feet were deeply trapped in the soil and over his ankles.

"Good boy, you... When did you get such a profound internal force?" Gongsun Zhiqiu looked at Jin Suiyuan in surprise and asked. Gongsun Zhiqiu was also surprised and suspicious about this. His divine eyes kept looking at Jin Suiyuan's body. Jin Suiyuan smiled bitterly and said quietly, "I have said that the two seniors have recognized the wrong person." Gongsun Zhiqiu looked at each other again, and the two began to suspect that they had recognized the wrong person. If Long Zifeng really had such profound martial arts, he had been with them for a year.

With more time, the two elders will never be able to see it at all. It is even more impossible to say that Long Zifeng learned after going down the mountain. Even with the help of a god, it is impossible to practice to the realm of Jin Suiyuan in just one month. With all the possibilities being ruled out, Gongsun Zhiqiu had to suspect that he had recognized the wrong person. But if he really recognized the wrong person, would there really be such an imagination in the world, as if he was carved out of a mold? Gongsun Zhiqiu could not draw a conclusion after thinking about it.

Gongsun Zhiqiu waved his hand suddenly and shouted, "No matter how much you are, take down your boy first!" After that, Gongsun Zhiqiu's body suddenly pulled out of the ground, and as his body soared into the air, countless mud pieces brought by him were also raised. Under the influence of Gongsun Zhiqiu's supreme magical skills, these mud pieces were like bullets shot from a machine gun, pressing towards Jin Suiyuan like a swarm of wasps.

Each of these mud blocks condensed Gongsun Zhiqiu's strong internal force. No matter which piece is hit, Jin Suiyuan would not feel good. With a deep shout, Jin Suiyuan's body also rose into the air. The dragon locking buckle three moves were connected, and dazzling golden lights came out with the palm, rotating rapidly around Jin Suiyuan's body. The mud blocks full of Gongsun Zhiqiu's internal force hit the golden light and were instantly crushed, turning into dust, and landed at Jin Suiyuan's feet. After all the mud blocks were crushed by Jin Suiyuan's dark gold dragon energy, a small pile of soil of twenty or thirty centimeters was added in front of him. The soil piled into the mound seemed to be sieved with an extremely thin sieve, as thin as flour.

"Good boy! I have such a high level of cultivation at a young age. I'm really open today!" The stronger Jin Suiyuan performed, the more excited Gongsun Zhiqiu was. Perhaps it was because he had not been able to fight well with others for decades, which made Gongsun Zhiqiu look particularly excited at this time. He no longer cared about whether Jin Suiyuan was Long Zifeng. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to defeat Lu Jin Suiyuan. Gongsun Zhiqiu's attack became more and more dense and fierce, and he used all his unique skills, the Nine Yang Palm of the Tianshan Mountains, without reservation. The exquisite moves, unfathomable internal strength, and the body that was uncertain and unpredictable, all of these intertwined together and became a shield that protected Gongsun Zhiqiu's reputation. Let anyone dare to face Gongsun Zhiqiu's biggest nightmare. At this time, Jin Suiyuan was no exception.

Fortunately, Jin Suiyuan was in the Hulu Valley. By chance, he realized the Dragon Locking Knob by chance. At the same time, he used the energy of heaven and earth to practice the Dark Gold Dragon Qi, greatly increasing the attack power of the Dark Gold Dragon Qi. Otherwise, Jin Suiyuan's internal strength was not as deep as Gongsun Zhiqiu, and his moves were not as exquisite as him. I am afraid he had already lost to Gongsun Zhiqiu. Even so, Lu Jin Suiyuan still fell into a disadvantage little by little, and the situation became less optimistic. In fact, what Lu Jin Suiyuan didn't know was that Gongsun Zhiqiu had already put out his full strength at this time. In the face of such a powerful offensive, looking at the current martial arts world, there were no more than five people who could take his ten moves. However, Lu Jin Suiyuan had already taken so many moves, and it was only a little underdog. Gongsun Zhiqiu's surprise at this time was definitely not inferior to Lu Jin Suiyuan.

Seeing that his situation was getting worse and worse, Jin Suiyuan's heart was shaken, and his steps changed suddenly. The Huantian Misty Step learned from Zi Ling immediately made his figure ethereal and unpredictable. Gongsun Zhiqiu's attack was immediately curbed and fell frequently. After a few more palms fell, Gongsun Zhiqiu stopped the attack and smiled coldly at Jin Suiyuan, "You are more and more surprised me, but you can even be the Huantian Misty Step of Shang Dao." Lu Jin Suiyuan looked at Gongsun Zhiqiu with some breath and said, "Seniors' magical skills are superb, and I am very impressed. Let's stop here."

"Stop here? Humph...you dream!" Gongsun Zhiqiu sneered, and his figure rose again, attacking Lu Jinsuiyuan again. Lu Jinsuiyuan was helpless and had to use the Huantian Mixin Step again, dodging while looking for a fighter opportunity. However, although the Huantian Mixin Step was magical, it seemed that it was not magical enough in Gongsun Zhiqiu's eyes. When Lu Jinsuiyuan cleverly used the Huantian Mixin Step to escape the palm that Gongsun Zhiqiu slashed straight towards, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he did not expect that Gongsun Zhiqiu's palm suddenly drew a strange arc incredibly, completed the change of direction, and slashed towards Jinsuiyuan again, and the distance was closer and faster.

Jin Suiyuan's heart was shocked and she stood up and retreated without thinking. She could only avoid this deadly palm and she couldn't help but feel cold sweat. The eyes of Gongsun Zhiqiu were full of shock. An ominous feeling rose in her heart. This illusory step seemed to have no effect on Gongsun Zhiqiu.

After defeating Gongsun Zhiqiu, Jin Suiyuan's reputation was so great that almost no one believed that Gongsun Zhiqiu would be defeated by Jin Suiyuan. This news shocked almost everyone present.

But those who are interested have realized that Jin Suiyuan will win, why?

It is precisely because Wurong, the Wuliang of Wuliang sword technique, has reached a state of state, if you practice this sword technique, if you encounter the martial arts of the stern and yang, it will be like fire encountering ice. The more vigorous the fire burns, the faster the ice will melt, and in the end it will be roasted into nothingness and turned into ashes.

In any case, it is a fact that Jin Suiyuan defeated Gongsun Zhiqiu and cannot be refuted. It is indeed based on real talent and knowledge, without any doubts at all, and it is convinced.

"It is said that the world's martial arts are Shaolin. I didn't believe it at first. I thought that this sect's Wuliang Sword Technique was a first-class martial art, comparable to the Breaking Dawn Sword Technique of the Qingcheng Sect, and the Tiancong Sword Technique of the Divine Sword Villa. But I never expected that it would be defeated by you today." Gongsun Zhiqiu inserted the sword into the ground, and countless spider-web-like cracks were cracked. He said helplessly: "I came to Mount Wutai this time, one is to revitalize the Kunlun Sect, and the other is to compete with the heroes of the world. It seems that I really underestimated the world!"

I have to say that Gongsun Zhiqiu was convinced and had no grudges. After all, Jin Suiyuan was a disciple of Shaolin Temple and used the Viagra and Viagra. It was a blessing to be able to fight against this rumored martial arts.

Jin Suiyuan understood his mood very well. As an ambitious young man in the world and the master of the future Kunlun Sect, Gongsun Zhiqiu must bear a deep burden on his shoulders. This responsibility and burden are invisible. Just like the eldest son of an ordinary family, he must shoulder the family plan and do his best for this family.

On the contrary, Jin Suiyuan himself was free of worries and just came to Wutai Mountain to join in the fun. If he could win, he would win, and he would not lose money if he lost. This mentality put him in a calm and peaceful situation.

In other words, if he had not been chased by Qiks, had not fought with Feng Xiaoyang, and had injured Feng Xiaoyang, he would not have come to the stage to fight, let alone fight with Gongsun Zhiqiu.

Fate is so magical. You cannot predict its whereabouts or its trajectory. It seems that a hand is controlling all this in the dark.

Jin Suiyuan admires such a person who can take responsibility and is more willing to be friends with such people. With the wind on his palm, the sword embedded in the ground soared into the sky, turned a few circles in the air, and then flew back into the scabbard. He looked at Gongsun Zhiqiu and smiled and said, "Brother Gongsun, victory and defeat are common in military affairs. You and I come to Mount Wutai, not all for the sake of winning the championship. Compared with the leader, isn't it more precious to have a fight between you and me? Walking in the long rivers and lakes, who can meet with whom is a rare fate. Is this fate not as good as a weapon?"

"Haha, what a fate!" Gongsun Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Brother Jin is worthy of being a Shaolin disciple. He has a broad vision and is not cared about by the world. It is really rare to be able to comprehend the humanity of this world!"

Jin Suiyuan was praised, but she was very polite. She smiled and said, "I am just a monk who chants the Buddha's name and rings the bell. I don't understand any secular human feelings. But the Buddha said that a thought of foolishness means Prajna is gone, and a thought of wisdom means Prajna is born. People live in the world not only to pursue fame, fortune, beauty, but also to pursue friendship. If Brother Gongsun does not dislike him, I am willing to make friends with you!"

Who would be so polite with his defeated general?

There are mostly ungrateful wolves in the world. Even if they are not ungrateful wolves, they will still take advantage of the situation. Now that he has lost the competition, he has already lost all his face. Others are eager to come and mock him. How could he still make friends with him?

Could it be that this kid deliberately used this to humiliate himself?

When Gongsun Zhiqiu thought of this, he couldn't help but get angry. A soldier can be killed or humiliated, not to mention that he was just a strange move. Why should he look at other people's faces? But when he saw Jin Suiyuan's eyes, his eyes were very firm and bright, like a Buddha, a Buddha with no desires and no desires, just wanting to save everyone and shine on the Buddha in the world.

My heart tightened. Gongsun Zhiqiu didn't understand what this kid wanted to do?

What are the benefits of establishing a friendship with him? Does he mean he wants to join forces with him?

But he is a disciple of Shaolin Temple. The Kunlun School and Shaolin Temple have never had any social relationships or cooperation. Logically speaking, what Jin Suiyuan wants to do, he should not find a stranger he is unfamiliar with.

Could it be that the senior management of Shaolin Temple arranged for Jin Suiyuan to come to find him?

Gongsun Zhiqiu had to have such an idea because this matter was too strange and he couldn't help but think about it.

But Jin Suiyuan had no other thoughts at all, just wanted to have more friends, which was exactly the same as the reason why he went to find Yan Yigui. He was a very simple person and didn't have so much thoughts, but everyone thought that there was a scheming hidden in his mind.

This is really unfair to Jin Suiyuan.

At this moment, Fang Qingya, Xu Shaoqing and others who were not far away had already rushed over. The group of people were extremely excited to see Jin Suiyuan defeat Gongsun Zhiqiu. As soon as Xu Shaoqing came up, he punched Jin Suiyuan in the chest and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Jin, I didn't expect you to win."

"It's just a lucky person." Jin Suiyuan touched her head and smiled.

"What's the lucky thing? Winning is real ability." Fang Qingya smiled and said, "You are too modest and you have to refuse everything. We are all good friends. You should be proud as you should, and you should be happy as you should be happy, no matter what others think?"

Jin Suiyuan smiled and said, "Miss Fang is right, I remember it."

Bai Song, who was standing beside him, looked at Jin Suiyuan's easy-going look and nodded secretly. Generally speaking, famous masters in the world are arrogant and arrogant, with their eyes on their heads. Even saying something to you is a waste of saliva and looking down on others.

But Jin Suiyuan is just the opposite. Not only is he highly cultivated, he is also kind-hearted and has a very good temper. He has never seen him get angry or arrogant. When he is with him, he is like a brother. Everyone is happy and harmonious.

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is the best choice and there is nothing to choose from.

"Several chats, let's take the lead." Gongsun Zhiqiu looked at the group of people and laughed, feeling that he was an outsider. Quan pretended to be Jin Suiyuan's words just now were a joke or an excuse, and he didn't take them seriously, so he bowed and left.

(End of this chapter)
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