This was a one-sided contest. Everyone thought so, and everyone guessed the ending wrongly. Even Daliang, who kept saying "Brother Xiaoqiu has a way", was shocked by the scene in front of him and did not even cheer for Xiaoqiu as usual.

Xiaoqiu knew that he had only one chance. Even if Tian Qianmo hit him, he would be defeated miserably and would not have the power to fight back. The only chance was to firmly control the opponent's life gate so that he could not cast spells.

The Jiang Palace in the Middle Dantian is located in the heart, and is well-connected. Most of the magic spells must be generated from here. Even if you recite the heart spell, it must be transmitted to the palm. It is like a barracks, recruiting soldiers from the lower Dantian - the magic power contained in the inner elixir, and attracting battle formations from the upper Dantian Niwan Palace - various magical magic combination, forming a powerful combat power.

Xiaoqiu hit Tian Qianmo's Jianggong with a spell apart and successfully stopped him from casting spells. After that, Xiaoqiu never stopped. One move was as fast as one move, and the spell hit the target in succession. After five punches, he was already within a short distance of his opponent.

Tian Qianmo was completely knocked out, and there were disciples in the Five Elements Department to practice. The ones who cast spells faster and who dodge more skillfully. The distance between them usually gets farther and farther. No one has ever been as quick as Mu Xingqiu, who is moving forward desperately, and he keeps moving away from Jiang Palace.

The numbness in his heart caused Tian Qianmo to lose his composition. He knew very little about Mu Xingqiu and could not figure out how a disciple who had not yet condensed the pill could "cast" from the air. So he tried to release the spell over and over again, but actually forgot that he could still avoid it.

At first, the onlookers thought that the disciples of the Five Elements Department had other tricks when they were in danger. When Xiaoqiu hit Tian Qianmo with a punch, they realized that something was wrong.

"Hide quickly!" Guan Shen shouted in a panic, the spell was invisible and touched. Like most people, he had no idea what Tian Qianmo was trying to stand still.

"Cast the spell!" Zhou Ping screamed louder, clenched his fists in front of his chest, as if he was the one who came to fight.

Tian Qianmo was panicked. Once the battle progress was not expected, he forgot all the skills he learned, and instead fell down to avoid it like ordinary people.

Xiaoqiu punched her in vain.

This is a great opportunity for Tian Qianmo to turn defeat into victory. Although he is in a very embarrassing way, as long as he hits his opponent with one move of Mu Sheng, he can control the situation again. No one will even remember his embarrassment at the beginning afterwards.

Xiao Qiu was shocked and kicked hard. This move was just an instinctive reaction, without attaching to the chanting spell. Even if he faced a crushing defeat, he would not give up the possibility of hitting the enemy.

This is the biggest difference between him and Tian Qianmo.

Tian Qianmo's cultivation progress was not very fast, but it was smooth sailing. Like most disciples, he focused on thinking. After condensing the energy into a pill, he became fascinated when he came into contact with the magic and believed that it was useless to refine his body. Therefore, once he encountered obstacles in casting, he suddenly lost all his fighting spirit.

He wasted great opportunities.

Guan Shenyue saw some tricks and lay on the ground and shouted at Tian Qianmo who was holding his head to protect himself: "Bastard, come up with a move, can you..."

With just one sentence, Tian Qianmo has changed from "can" to "can't".

Xiaoqiu rode on Tian Qianmo, pulled him over with his left hand, aimed his right fist at his heart and smashed him hard, each fist with the power of a spell attached to it. After the first fist, Xiaoqiu felt something was wrong. He hit not his body, but something hard, like thick pine wood, which made his knuckles hurt.

He didn't care and continued to punch hard.

Zhou Ping also lay down, supporting the ground with one hand and covering his heart with the other. Every time Xiaoqiu punched, his face twisted once, as if he was the one who fell to the ground and was beaten. "Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​hold on, hold on, you are a disciple of Ningdan. Don't embarrass the Five Elements Department, don't just be beaten, fight back."

Zhou Ping's friends were stunned and all ran over. More than ten people knelt on the ground, blushing and thick necks to motivate Tian Qianmo. The relationship between this battle was too big. They dared not think about what would happen if they lost. "Try back, fight back!"

When Daliang Chen Xiuming saw this scene, he threw down the wooden bowl, rushed to the scene, waved his fists and shouted, "Beat him, Brother Xiao Qiu, beat him hard!" The voice was louder than anyone else.

"Beat him, beat him!" Not only were the disciples watching who started to drink, but in a short while, everyone shouted excitedly.

Xiaoqiu was merciless, but he could not break the invisible hard wooden shell. His fingers and joints were already bleeding, but Tian Qianmo seemed to know nothing, just holding his head and trying to avoid the raindrop-like fist.

I grabbed a handful of peanuts from my sleeve, crushed them, threw them high up, opened my mouth to pick them up, and didn't fall off. After eating, I always shouted "Okay", but my eyes were not on anyone, and no one knew who the good one was called for.

At the stalemate of the battle, my mother ate all the peanuts, walked to the gate of the yard and bent down to look at the two of them entangled together. Her expression was first confused on her face, and then she burst into laughter, "The top ten leaders can be irritated to death when they see you fighting like this. Tian Qianmo, where is your new magic? There is not even a shadow. Mu Xingqiu, are you sure of Jiang Palace? The three dantians of Ningdan disciples are protected by magic power. With your current ability, you can't break the gap even if you are exhausted."

Yang Qingyin covered her stomach and laughed wildly.

Xiaoqiu was slightly stunned and remembered the lesson he had heard at Yangshen Peak: the three dantians in the upper, middle and lower places are the most important places for practitioners. After condensing the qi into a elixir, it will automatically generate protective power. The power of mortals cannot be broken, and only more powerful magic can be used.

This kind of protection is not considered a spell casting, so chanting a mantra is ineffective for it.

Yang Qingyin's reminder had no effect on Tian Qianmo. He didn't listen at all, but was enlightened to Xiaoqiu. He punched Tian Qianmo's chin with a heavy punch.

Blood squirted, and Xiaoqiu's fist became even redder.

Tian Qianmo was injured, but he was finally able to cast a spell. A wooden thorn more than a ruler fell from the sky and shot directly into Xiao Qiu's heart! "Be careful of his back!" Daliang screamed.

"Central!" Zhou Ping and others held the snow ball with both hands and shouted out their expectations excitedly.

"Okay!" Lin Qingyin had no position and clapped her hands, as if she just wanted to watch a bloody and exciting fight. "The technique of wood fall is used early..."

If Tian Qianmo had used "Muluo" in the first move, the fight would have ended long ago. This move was fired from the air and was hard to defend against. Tian Qianmo regarded it as a trick and never thought it would be used on a disciple of the Yidian Institute.

Puff, the wooden thorn falling from the sky hits a right arm!

All the sounds came to an abrupt end, and then a scream of "Ah--" was heard.

Tian Qianmo looked at her right arm in disbelief, her lips trembled violently.

Xiaoqiu failed to knock Tian Qianmo out with one punch, but he had fought countless times since he was a child. After practicing bone-forging fist, he reacted faster. As soon as there was something wrong around him, Xiaoqiu avoided it in time. Moreover, Tian Qianmo's magic speed was far inferior to Yang Qingyin. When Xiaoqiu turned over, he pulled Tian Qianmo. If it weren't for this, this disciple of the Five Elements Department would have been pierced by his own wood.

A large amount of blood flowed out of Tian Qianmo's right arm. He looked at it with a ferocious look and suddenly jumped up a few feet high.

Everyone at the scene was startled. The Ningdan disciple was angry. Except for Yang Qingyin, who was no longer indifferent to other people's business, no one could stop the entire Zhiyong. Xiaoqiu looked up and was on guard. As long as the opponent's height fell a little, he would jump up and continue to fight. In short, he could not let the opponent cast a spell.

"Ha!" Zhou Ping pointed at Xiao Qiu excitedly, feeling that he was going to be unlucky.

"Ah, ah!" The wooden thorn on the arm had disappeared, Tian Qianmo kept screaming, and moved several feet in the air, landing on the roof.

Xiaoqiu's plan was broken, and he could jump onto the roof, but he had no time to stop Tian Qianmo from casting spells.

The next thing was beyond his expectations and everyone's expectations. Tian Qianmo glanced at Xiaoqiu fiercely, as if he was about to expel the volcanic anger, but the next moment he turned around and ran away, popping out a few feet away, and couldn't wait to disappear.

Although Tian Qianmo is nearly twenty years old, he has spent nearly ten years on Yangshen Peak and Laozu Peak. For practitioners, ten years are just a moment. Their power has increased and the inner alchemy has been formed. However, Xiaoqiu only knows a set of plum heart fists. In Tian Qianmo's eyes, this is a terrifying disciple with strange tricks.

Yang Qingyin curled her lips, "It's boring. I don't dare to fight back after being beaten. How can I get all the cowards in the Five Elements Department?" She looked at Xiaoqiu again, "You are cruel enough, not like a monk at all. Who taught you like this?"

"Meng Yuanhou." Xiaoqiu stared at Yang Qingyin, and his opponent ran away, but his fighting spirit did not disappear. At this time, he was more impulsive than ever.

Yang Qingyin was stunned and suddenly said, "There will always be a moment, sooner or later, and you will encounter unexpected sneak attacks. At that time, the most powerful spells will not have time to save you. You must rely on your flexible body to escape."

This is what Meng Yuanhou said during his first day in class at the Jinghu Village Pavilion, and Yang Qingyin retelled it almost word by word.

Xiaoqiu was extremely surprised.

Yang Qingyin threw a small cloth bag over, "Your stuff." Then she said to Zhou Ping, "One hundred taels of silver will be given to me later." After that, she turned around and went back to the house.

Xiaoqiu opened the cloth bag and glanced at it quickly. Daggers, Jinpo and other things were there. He put away the cloth bag, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and wiped off the blood on his hands.

Daliang's voice trembled, both joy and panic, "You have hurt the disciples on the Ancestor Peak."

Xiaoqiu walked towards Zhou Ping's group. More than a dozen people hurried together and stood with their hands down. After waiting for a while, Xiaoqiu didn't say anything, all raised their heads in confusion.

"Run." Xiaoqiu spit out a word.

They were stunned and didn't understand why. One of them suddenly understood the meaning of "run" and rushed out of the village as fast as he had in his life. The others also woke up and divided into two groups, running wildly inside and outside the village.

"Brother Xiaoqiu..." Daliang looked confused.

Xiaoqiu waited for a while, and his body moved two or three feet long. After several people were rising and falling, he caught up with the people running into the village. He punched him to the ground, and then turned around and chased him outside the village. The speed was faster and knocked down the others.

Xiaoqiu returned to his original place, and there was no one who ran away.

The eldest senior brother Guan Shenyue stood there, his face feeling depressed, but not much panic. He looked at the disciples watching and looked at Xiaoqiu again, "From today, you are the eldest senior brother."

After saying that, he threw himself heavily to the ground and acted like he was beaten and kicked.

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