Cultivation Reincarnation One Hundred Worlds

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"But you don't use it yourself, who is to blame?"

"Okay. One... too."

Xia Yi nodded in self-concern, recalled Zhan Tian, ​​who had been locked on the back of the monk who broke the precepts, and regained his posture to face the battle.

"I really can't believe I can't do it without talent!"

"Then let me try your hard work!"

After speaking, the two of them immediately fought together again, and the battle became fierce. There were not so many attempts and no mercy. Xia Yi said that the two monks who broke the precepts tried their best to defeat each other. Their fists and feet had no eyes, and their blades were ruthless. This unreserved battle is now not a contest, but a fight to the death.

Chapter 8

"Split the sea!"

During the battle, the broken monk violently released his own strength. Anything near the broken monk would be smashed. Although there were only stones here, the stone was destroyed again and again. The big stone disintegrated, and the small stone shattered. The fact that spear skills are perfect, and the fact that they can reach the level of human-to-human integration has already shown that Xia Yi's spear skills do not belong to any school.

It is self-improvement.

Xia Yi used many moves subconsciously, and those were the essence of his own comprehension in the battle. Although there is no name for the move, it is an ordinary spear for Xia Yi himself, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is a rare and exquisite marksmanship.

Broken Monk and Xia Yi have been fighting together until now, and both of them understand each other's moves more or less. Basically, the other party knows what the other party wants to do when they raise their hands. The two have been fighting non-stop all day.

And martial arts monks are most afraid of protracted battles. Unlike spiritual energy, blood energy is born in bones, and bones are strong and refined. Every enhancement on the road to physical training is permanent and will continue to be reflected in future battles.

"Collapse the mountain!"

The monk who broke the precepts seized the opportunity that Xia Yi's moves were too long, and used his own move again, but now Xia Yi also found the key to cracking this move, that is, not giving him a chance to exert his strength at all.

"Lei Huang Po!

0) Mouth

Xia Yi focused all his strength on his elbows, and directly confronted the breaking monk. Although Xia Yi was always at a disadvantage, Xia Yi had a strong vitality recovery, so if he really had to say it, he couldn't say who would suffer more.

"Vajra Arhat Fist!

The impact of the monk who broke the precepts was broken, and he directly took out the Buddhist method of subduing demons, the Vajra Arhat Fist, and used his blood to make a fist mark. Yi doesn't know how to overcome rigidity with softness, and he doesn't understand Taijiquan, so why show off if he doesn't know how.

If you can't overcome rigidity with softness, then collide, whoever will be broken first, although the method is very stupid, but it is indeed the most practical strategy at present.

The fists and feet intersected, and the long spear was sometimes coldly exposed. Xia Yi's body would be crushed if he was not careful. The two of them abandoned their worries and were fighting subconsciously. read.

The broken monk wants to prove that his hard work is not inferior to his talent.

Xia Yi wants to prove that although Zi 2's efforts are not as good as those of the monk who broke the precepts, at least he has given something.

The days and nights when the barbarians were beaten by the wind and rain, the pain when sitting on the iron plate in the crater of Zhushan in Yuanjie, and the severe pain when opening the acupuncture point in Duantian City, all these are proofs of Xia Yi's hard work.

The night passed.

The two were still fighting each other, and the fight was inseparable. Xia Yi's arm was broken countless times, and there were scratches on the indestructible body of the monk who broke the precepts; those scratches were still there Constant bleeding. J does sunrise, sunset.

The battle continued, the two dragged their movements and slowed down a lot, and the attacks whose strength had been slowed down several times were still fighting to the death. kind of blocking.

The bright moon rises to the sky, the beautiful stars and the Milky Way shine on the earth, the night sky is slightly cold, but the blood of Xia Yi and the broken monk in the stone forest has not diminished at all.

Time will not stop for half a minute. When the newborn sun rises on the horizon, Xia Yi and the broken monk are still fighting alternately. At this time, no matter whether it is the broken monk or Xia Yi, a junior from the Dongxuan domain may be able to defeat them.

It's just because their fight at the moment doesn't even have the power of a monk, it's more like a real mortal fight.

The battle has reached the present, and at some point, the onlookers, whether they are monks from the Zhongtianyu or Dongxuanyu, have been unable to say a word, and they do not discuss it. They just silently watch the two fight.

Their battle is not even a "battle" anymore, it is completely a level of who will fall first. Xia Yi held his breath of vitality and waved his fists. A lot of blood stood still when he was about to fall countless times.

Although it was like two old men who were seven and ten in slow motion, the meaning contained in it made all the onlookers fall into thinking. This was a battle they had never seen before.Plant males play at dusk, it's night.

It was another moment when the sun and the moon alternated. Both Xia Yi and the monk who broke the precepts could not move. Xia Yi's right hand was broken, and his left hand was also so badly injured that it was difficult to lift it. The posture of standing on one foot was very strange, because that foot had actually lost feeling for a long time.

That night, the whole night, the two didn't fight each other, they just stood and stared at each other.

No matter what position the onlookers were on, they all had sincere respect for the two of them at this moment. The monk who broke the precepts relied on his body training to overwhelm Xia Yi, and Xia Yi relied on his ingenious marksmanship to be invincible. They fought for three days and three nights.

until the dawn of the fourth day

At [-]:[-], the warm wind of sunrise swept across the earth. The body of the monk who broke the precepts seemed to be taller than Xia Yi and had a larger area of ​​force. At this last moment, he fell alone. After the monk finally fell, he suddenly lost his strength and fell down, but Xia Yi knew that he had won the battle.

Win in a ray of unyielding vitality.

"Yes... If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have kept my hand...

"I don't want to keep my hands down, Z Xiaozhi

Xia Yi and the breaking monk fell to the ground to communicate. The two were panting heavily, and they didn't even have the strength to reach out to take the elixir. The breaking monk looked at the rising sun in the distance, and felt a little sad for some reason. win yourself.

"Hey, by the way, you really haven't used any talent?"

"This... still uses a little..."

"Only dots?

"Sorry, I lied to you, a lot.

The monk who broke the precepts closed his eyes and laughed twice. Xia Yi's hard work was completely defeated by him, and he could barely beat him with his talent, but Xia Yi knew very well that it was not a lot at all, but complete. Forget it, he only wants to beat the other party with all his heart, he will use whatever moves he has, and he doesn't think about anything else at all.

"Your next opponent is not as easy to talk to as I am. He is a person who will do whatever it takes to win. He is also very talented and has put in hard work. And...he is not at my level.'

"Then we won't know until after the fight. By the way, brother, when will I be free to drink after the fight?"

Xia Yi, who was exhausted, didn't think about the future at all, and then he could do his best to fight. It's not his style to say defeat before the battle.

"Anytime is fine, you treat me, I'll come.

Chapter 9

Around the stone forest, as the two fell down one after another, the outcome of this round of competition has been divided. There is no doubt that it is Xia Yi's victory. He took out a golden elixir from his storage ring.

"give him."

The elder's words were very simple. The disciple took the elixir, nodded obsequiously, and then glanced at Xia Yi, thinking that Xia Yi's performance in this round of competition can be regarded as standing firm in the Taixuan Hall. He is only ranked No. 30 and [-]th, but there are few people who can fight him in close combat. They usually use various spells to delay the consumption of broken monks. Naturally, broken monks have also tried to challenge people with higher rankings than themselves.

It's just that the guys with higher rankings hardly fight him head-on, and the taller he is not qualified to challenge, and some guys even avoid the battle directly. It is human nature to make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses. The monk played to his strengths.

However, Xia Yi is a weird guy. He seems to like to hit stones with eggs, and he just hit them. Simply shoot at each other from a distance of hundreds of miles.

Huo Wutong's vitality was so strong that it was hopeless, Xia Yi just beheaded her, the broken monk was unparalleled in close combat, Xia Yi insisted on defeating him head-on for three days and three nights by relying on martial arts combined with spear skills that were far inferior to the broken monk.

Of the five pass generals, only the last pass general is left at this moment. The hidden sword is there from the beginning, counting as one general but not pass.