Chapter 389 Combination of Yin and Yang
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Tie Ma Fei Qiao
A voice came from behind Liu Wuxie, who can enter the top sixteen must be masters.
The stronger the strength, the more arrogant the character.
Liu Wuxie showed the number plate in his hand, and the two walked towards the nearest ring at the same time.
Then others stepped onto the ring one after another.
The shocking scene was staged again, Shao Wendong, Chen Lin and other six mountain geniuses all avoided.
"Cheating, it must be cheating!"
Chen Lin's opponent raised her hands high, thinking that the sect had cheated, how could it be possible that the six of them never met.
For the audience, I hope that Shao Wendong will meet Chen Lin and others in a decisive battle, leaving the suspense until the end.
For the rest of them, they wished that Shao Wendong, Chen Lin and the others would meet early and be eliminated early so that they would have a chance to rise to the top.
There is no evidence to prove that you cheated during the lottery. The number plates were chosen by you, and no one interfered.
It was just a protest, and everyone knew it well.
"My name is Nie Xing, please give me your advice!"
Liu Wuxie's opponent was a third-level Tiangang, and he was quite polite after taking the stage, except for a hint of arrogance on his face, there was no hostility.
To this point, purely for the sake of winning the championship, no personal grudges.
"Please!"
Liu Wuxie made a gesture of invitation. After the two sides stood still, a judge's pen appeared in Nie Xing's hand, which was very different from the long sword used by others.
It is an unpopular weapon, and very few people use it.
The biggest advantage of the judge pen is that it can not only stab a sword, but also perform various actions such as picking, piercing, and pulling a gun. It belongs to the face weapon.
"Junior Brother, you have to be careful. The Yin-Yang Judge Brush I cultivated is not under the Tongshen swordsmanship."
Nie Xing reminded, plus he is Tiangang triple, this victory is considered great.
"Thank you, brother, for reminding me!"
The other party kindly reminded her, but Liu Wuxie said something gratefully.
This is an aboveboard battle, telling the opponent the cards.
What Liu Wuxie cultivated didn't come from Tianbaozong, so it's useless to tell him. The Taikoo Xingchen Fist is in the groping stage, and the life-killing saber technique will not be easily used.
Judge pens are divided into yin and yang, and it is said that yang holds one pen, which is in charge of life and death.
Yin Yin is also in charge of one, in charge of heaven, earth and ghosts.
The sky is yang and the earth is yin.
Right is yang, left is yin.
Nie Xing holds the yang pen in his right hand, and his left hand is empty. He just said that he practiced the yin and yang judge pen. Where did the other judge pen go?
The judge's pen made a sharp piercing sound, and appeared on Liu Wuxie's left rib, extremely fast.
It is worthy of being the third level of Tiangang, and its strength is extremely tyrannical, which is by no means comparable to that of Duan Hong.
Avoiding it sideways, the judge pen pierced the air, and there was a wave of ripples around it, and the air flow was like a ball of cotton wool, constantly spreading out in the air.
When one blow failed, Nie Xing's feet suddenly lifted off the ground, and his right hand made several moves, like a dragonfly touching water, and there were more and more ripples in the air.
Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless, this yin and yang judge's pen is really extraordinary, it doesn't have a monstrous aura, but it is hard to guard against.
One move after another, continuously, Nie Xing was not in a hurry, every time he landed, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water.
"Guess how long Liu Wuxie can last in Nie Xing's hands."
Discussions started in the stands area, guessing what tricks Liu Wuxie could take.
Until now, everyone still couldn't accept Liu Wuxie's entry into the top sixteen.
"Thirty strokes!"
Someone gave the answer, if you insist on thirty tricks at most, Liu Wuxie will be defeated by Nie Xing.
"Not necessarily!"
Those who supported Liu Wuxie stood up, thinking that Liu Wuxie had a great chance of winning this battle.
"Will you win by relying on body skills?"
A bone-piercing voice sounded from Tuyue Peak. These people have a good relationship with Duan Hong.
After Duan Hong's death, his hatred for Liu Wuxie became stronger.
"Senior Brother Nie Xing's Yin-Yang Judgment Brush has a total of 180 moves. The most powerful move is the combination of Yin and Yang, which is invincible."
Those who support Nie Xing are in the majority.
It is undeniable that Liu Wuxie is very strong, beheading the second level of Tiangang is enough to make him famous in the outer sect.
Every time the judge pen is tapped, a large number of dots appear in the void, continuously gathering together.
Like a dense sky net, it keeps shrinking, trapping Liu Wuxie in it.
"Brother, good brushwork!"
Liu Wuxie had to praise, Nie Xing's judge pen was many times stronger than Yunlan and Duan Hong's swordsmanship, no wonder Liu Wuxie was reminded to be careful when going on stage.
Various actions such as pointing, cutting, stabbing, and picking are performed vividly.
"Junior brother's movement skills are also good!"
Nie Xing suddenly speeded up, but he was not under Liu Wuxie.
You chased each other, only two figures could be seen on the field, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
If this continues, it will be difficult to tell the winner.
So far, Liu Wuxie still hasn't used the ghost pupil technique. Relying on his powerful talent, he has already found several flaws in the yin and yang brushwork. He is still waiting.
Defeating Nie Xing in three or two moves was a huge blow to his self-confidence.
"Brother, be careful!"
Liu Wuxie reminded her, her body suddenly lifted up, like a soaring crane, her right fist was raised, and the strong ancient power poured into the fist.
The monstrous waves formed a violent storm, which deflected Nie Xing's judge pen and smashed it down with a fist.
The terrifying Nebula, condensed on the ring, is more than twice as powerful as when Duan Hong was beheaded.
Nie Xing was shocked, and a trace of fear flashed across his face. What kind of power is this, far beyond him.
Like a huge star, the arena exploded, similar to the No. [-] arena.
If he didn't respond, Nie Xing would only die, unless Liu Wuxie suddenly withdrew his fist.
"What a powerful punch, even stronger than the last one!"
Countless people stood up, attracted by Liu Wuxie's punch.
Elder Tian Xing fixed his gaze on Liu Wuxie. He had never seen this set of boxing techniques before. How could the secular world possess such powerful boxing techniques.
There are not many martial arts in Tianbaozong's boxing methods, and he basically knows them all.
Nie Xing's eyes sank, and suddenly there was a judge's pen in his left hand.
"Yin and Yang combine, and heaven and earth are reversed!"
The Yin-Yang Judgment Brush turned into two flood dragons, roaring angrily, attacking the void unscrupulously.
The strength of the fist exploded continuously, and was shattered by the two dragons of Yin and Yang.
Shattering Liu Wuxie's fist strength, Nie Xing's body moved, and the yin and yang judge pen divided into two areas, and suddenly attacked Liu Wuxie's left and right sides.
Liu Wuxie wasn't surprised at all when he broke his boxing technique, which is reasonable, because he didn't mobilize the strongest power at all, and only used [-]% of his true energy.
All sacrifices, Nie Xing has long been a dead person.
Facing the rushing judge's pen, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and his body suddenly split into three and disappeared on the spot.
The seals formed by both hands, like chains, evolved into triangles, and the Yin-Yang judge pen suddenly lost its aim and stabbed in another direction.
"not good!"
Nie Xing secretly thought that Liu Wuxie was able to control the laws of heaven and earth, which made him even more horrified.
The judge's pen seemed to have lost contact with him, and quickly retreated.
At this moment, Liu Wuxie took seven steps in a row, appeared behind Nie Xing, and slapped lightly with his palm.
Everything happened in a flash, and everyone's thinking couldn't keep up.
"Junior brother, be merciful!"
Nie Xing hurriedly begged for mercy, if he slapped this palm, he would die.
The strength of the palm disappeared without a trace, as if blown by a gust of wind, Nie Xing's back was soaked.
If he didn't plead for mercy at the last moment, if he hit him just now, he would be seriously injured.
Landing lightly on the side of the ring, Liu Wuxie remained expressionless.
"Thank you for not killing me!"
Nie Xing broke out in a cold sweat, put away the judge's pen, and clasped fists at Liu Wuxie.
Recalling that palm just now, I still have lingering fears.
"Your strength is very strong, I just won by chance!"
Liu Wuxie was telling the truth. If it was another opponent, Nie Xing would definitely be in the top ten.
It's a pity that he met Liu Wuxie, a freak, and Liu Wuxie could see all the loopholes in his yin and yang judge pen.
"Compared to my junior brother, I'm still too weak!"
Nie Xing was a little disheartened, and walked off the ring with a lonely face. He lost the chance to enter the top ten, which was a great blow to him.
"He won?"
Many people still couldn't accept that Liu Wuxie entered the top ten, breaking the record of Tianbaozong for thousands of years.
"Hoohoho..."
Bai Lin and the others stood up and roared. Liu Wuxie entered the top ten, and they were happy together.
Jian Xing'er smiled, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Tu Yuefeng was silent.
Xuan Mingfeng said nothing more.
Liu Wuxie performed brilliantly again and again, like a resounding slap on their faces, the feeling was very uncomfortable.
Back to the rest area, the battle is still not over.
Until the morning, all the war departments were over, and the eight people successfully advanced.
The eight people are Liu Wuxie, Shao Wendong, Chen Lin, Dong Yan, Zhao Yi, Helan, Wen Haoran, and Luo Mingyang.
Tiankun Peak and Terrain Peak have two people each, and there is only one person left for other peaks.
Next eight into four, the battle will be even more tragic.
Back in the rest area, no one said a word, silently glanced at the opponent, closed his eyes to restore his true energy.
When Wen Haoran looked at Liu Wuxie, a trace of solemnity flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"It's finally the last moment!"
The eight fights just now, each one was very exciting, and everyone still had more to say.
"The next lottery is related to your ranking, are you ready!"
Elder Tian Xing's eyes fell on the eight people, crushed by strong pressure, the eight people's bodies sank, like a boulder pressing on their shoulders.
"Ready!"
Eight people answered together.
"Okay, let's start drawing lots!"
This time it was not a huge lottery cage, but a bamboo tube with sixteen numbers inside.
Draw the same number is the opponent.
The deacon personally delivered it to the eight of them, without them needing to step forward to draw lots.
Liu Wuxie was fifth in the row, and took out one from the bamboo tube.
The bamboo tube was locked by the formation, and Liu Wuxie tried it several times, but his consciousness could not enter it.
Glancing at the bamboo stick in his hand, there was a number four written on it.
This number is not very auspicious.
The eight people looked at the numbers in their hands, and then looked at the others, looking for their opponents.
"I am number one!"
Wen Haoran held up his bamboo stick, and Helan came out reluctantly, and he also drew number one.
"I'm number two!"
Zhao Yi raised the number plate in his hand, and his opponent turned out to be Shao Wendong.
What should come will come after all.
Chen Lin's opponent is Dong Yan.
And Liu Wuxie's opponent became Luo Mingyang.
Four arenas were selected, and eight people boarded together.
No need to talk nonsense, this battle is won, the top four is entered, and the championship is in sight.
"This kid's luck is too bad, he actually got the weakest one."
Many people were dissatisfied, Luo Mingyang was obviously not Liu Wuxie's opponent.
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The stronger the strength, the more arrogant the character.
Liu Wuxie showed the number plate in his hand, and the two walked towards the nearest ring at the same time.
Then others stepped onto the ring one after another.
The shocking scene was staged again, Shao Wendong, Chen Lin and other six mountain geniuses all avoided.
"Cheating, it must be cheating!"
Chen Lin's opponent raised her hands high, thinking that the sect had cheated, how could it be possible that the six of them never met.
For the audience, I hope that Shao Wendong will meet Chen Lin and others in a decisive battle, leaving the suspense until the end.
For the rest of them, they wished that Shao Wendong, Chen Lin and the others would meet early and be eliminated early so that they would have a chance to rise to the top.
There is no evidence to prove that you cheated during the lottery. The number plates were chosen by you, and no one interfered.
It was just a protest, and everyone knew it well.
"My name is Nie Xing, please give me your advice!"
Liu Wuxie's opponent was a third-level Tiangang, and he was quite polite after taking the stage, except for a hint of arrogance on his face, there was no hostility.
To this point, purely for the sake of winning the championship, no personal grudges.
"Please!"
Liu Wuxie made a gesture of invitation. After the two sides stood still, a judge's pen appeared in Nie Xing's hand, which was very different from the long sword used by others.
It is an unpopular weapon, and very few people use it.
The biggest advantage of the judge pen is that it can not only stab a sword, but also perform various actions such as picking, piercing, and pulling a gun. It belongs to the face weapon.
"Junior Brother, you have to be careful. The Yin-Yang Judge Brush I cultivated is not under the Tongshen swordsmanship."
Nie Xing reminded, plus he is Tiangang triple, this victory is considered great.
"Thank you, brother, for reminding me!"
The other party kindly reminded her, but Liu Wuxie said something gratefully.
This is an aboveboard battle, telling the opponent the cards.
What Liu Wuxie cultivated didn't come from Tianbaozong, so it's useless to tell him. The Taikoo Xingchen Fist is in the groping stage, and the life-killing saber technique will not be easily used.
Judge pens are divided into yin and yang, and it is said that yang holds one pen, which is in charge of life and death.
Yin Yin is also in charge of one, in charge of heaven, earth and ghosts.
The sky is yang and the earth is yin.
Right is yang, left is yin.
Nie Xing holds the yang pen in his right hand, and his left hand is empty. He just said that he practiced the yin and yang judge pen. Where did the other judge pen go?
The judge's pen made a sharp piercing sound, and appeared on Liu Wuxie's left rib, extremely fast.
It is worthy of being the third level of Tiangang, and its strength is extremely tyrannical, which is by no means comparable to that of Duan Hong.
Avoiding it sideways, the judge pen pierced the air, and there was a wave of ripples around it, and the air flow was like a ball of cotton wool, constantly spreading out in the air.
When one blow failed, Nie Xing's feet suddenly lifted off the ground, and his right hand made several moves, like a dragonfly touching water, and there were more and more ripples in the air.
Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless, this yin and yang judge's pen is really extraordinary, it doesn't have a monstrous aura, but it is hard to guard against.
One move after another, continuously, Nie Xing was not in a hurry, every time he landed, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water.
"Guess how long Liu Wuxie can last in Nie Xing's hands."
Discussions started in the stands area, guessing what tricks Liu Wuxie could take.
Until now, everyone still couldn't accept Liu Wuxie's entry into the top sixteen.
"Thirty strokes!"
Someone gave the answer, if you insist on thirty tricks at most, Liu Wuxie will be defeated by Nie Xing.
"Not necessarily!"
Those who supported Liu Wuxie stood up, thinking that Liu Wuxie had a great chance of winning this battle.
"Will you win by relying on body skills?"
A bone-piercing voice sounded from Tuyue Peak. These people have a good relationship with Duan Hong.
After Duan Hong's death, his hatred for Liu Wuxie became stronger.
"Senior Brother Nie Xing's Yin-Yang Judgment Brush has a total of 180 moves. The most powerful move is the combination of Yin and Yang, which is invincible."
Those who support Nie Xing are in the majority.
It is undeniable that Liu Wuxie is very strong, beheading the second level of Tiangang is enough to make him famous in the outer sect.
Every time the judge pen is tapped, a large number of dots appear in the void, continuously gathering together.
Like a dense sky net, it keeps shrinking, trapping Liu Wuxie in it.
"Brother, good brushwork!"
Liu Wuxie had to praise, Nie Xing's judge pen was many times stronger than Yunlan and Duan Hong's swordsmanship, no wonder Liu Wuxie was reminded to be careful when going on stage.
Various actions such as pointing, cutting, stabbing, and picking are performed vividly.
"Junior brother's movement skills are also good!"
Nie Xing suddenly speeded up, but he was not under Liu Wuxie.
You chased each other, only two figures could be seen on the field, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
If this continues, it will be difficult to tell the winner.
So far, Liu Wuxie still hasn't used the ghost pupil technique. Relying on his powerful talent, he has already found several flaws in the yin and yang brushwork. He is still waiting.
Defeating Nie Xing in three or two moves was a huge blow to his self-confidence.
"Brother, be careful!"
Liu Wuxie reminded her, her body suddenly lifted up, like a soaring crane, her right fist was raised, and the strong ancient power poured into the fist.
The monstrous waves formed a violent storm, which deflected Nie Xing's judge pen and smashed it down with a fist.
The terrifying Nebula, condensed on the ring, is more than twice as powerful as when Duan Hong was beheaded.
Nie Xing was shocked, and a trace of fear flashed across his face. What kind of power is this, far beyond him.
Like a huge star, the arena exploded, similar to the No. [-] arena.
If he didn't respond, Nie Xing would only die, unless Liu Wuxie suddenly withdrew his fist.
"What a powerful punch, even stronger than the last one!"
Countless people stood up, attracted by Liu Wuxie's punch.
Elder Tian Xing fixed his gaze on Liu Wuxie. He had never seen this set of boxing techniques before. How could the secular world possess such powerful boxing techniques.
There are not many martial arts in Tianbaozong's boxing methods, and he basically knows them all.
Nie Xing's eyes sank, and suddenly there was a judge's pen in his left hand.
"Yin and Yang combine, and heaven and earth are reversed!"
The Yin-Yang Judgment Brush turned into two flood dragons, roaring angrily, attacking the void unscrupulously.
The strength of the fist exploded continuously, and was shattered by the two dragons of Yin and Yang.
Shattering Liu Wuxie's fist strength, Nie Xing's body moved, and the yin and yang judge pen divided into two areas, and suddenly attacked Liu Wuxie's left and right sides.
Liu Wuxie wasn't surprised at all when he broke his boxing technique, which is reasonable, because he didn't mobilize the strongest power at all, and only used [-]% of his true energy.
All sacrifices, Nie Xing has long been a dead person.
Facing the rushing judge's pen, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and his body suddenly split into three and disappeared on the spot.
The seals formed by both hands, like chains, evolved into triangles, and the Yin-Yang judge pen suddenly lost its aim and stabbed in another direction.
"not good!"
Nie Xing secretly thought that Liu Wuxie was able to control the laws of heaven and earth, which made him even more horrified.
The judge's pen seemed to have lost contact with him, and quickly retreated.
At this moment, Liu Wuxie took seven steps in a row, appeared behind Nie Xing, and slapped lightly with his palm.
Everything happened in a flash, and everyone's thinking couldn't keep up.
"Junior brother, be merciful!"
Nie Xing hurriedly begged for mercy, if he slapped this palm, he would die.
The strength of the palm disappeared without a trace, as if blown by a gust of wind, Nie Xing's back was soaked.
If he didn't plead for mercy at the last moment, if he hit him just now, he would be seriously injured.
Landing lightly on the side of the ring, Liu Wuxie remained expressionless.
"Thank you for not killing me!"
Nie Xing broke out in a cold sweat, put away the judge's pen, and clasped fists at Liu Wuxie.
Recalling that palm just now, I still have lingering fears.
"Your strength is very strong, I just won by chance!"
Liu Wuxie was telling the truth. If it was another opponent, Nie Xing would definitely be in the top ten.
It's a pity that he met Liu Wuxie, a freak, and Liu Wuxie could see all the loopholes in his yin and yang judge pen.
"Compared to my junior brother, I'm still too weak!"
Nie Xing was a little disheartened, and walked off the ring with a lonely face. He lost the chance to enter the top ten, which was a great blow to him.
"He won?"
Many people still couldn't accept that Liu Wuxie entered the top ten, breaking the record of Tianbaozong for thousands of years.
"Hoohoho..."
Bai Lin and the others stood up and roared. Liu Wuxie entered the top ten, and they were happy together.
Jian Xing'er smiled, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Tu Yuefeng was silent.
Xuan Mingfeng said nothing more.
Liu Wuxie performed brilliantly again and again, like a resounding slap on their faces, the feeling was very uncomfortable.
Back to the rest area, the battle is still not over.
Until the morning, all the war departments were over, and the eight people successfully advanced.
The eight people are Liu Wuxie, Shao Wendong, Chen Lin, Dong Yan, Zhao Yi, Helan, Wen Haoran, and Luo Mingyang.
Tiankun Peak and Terrain Peak have two people each, and there is only one person left for other peaks.
Next eight into four, the battle will be even more tragic.
Back in the rest area, no one said a word, silently glanced at the opponent, closed his eyes to restore his true energy.
When Wen Haoran looked at Liu Wuxie, a trace of solemnity flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"It's finally the last moment!"
The eight fights just now, each one was very exciting, and everyone still had more to say.
"The next lottery is related to your ranking, are you ready!"
Elder Tian Xing's eyes fell on the eight people, crushed by strong pressure, the eight people's bodies sank, like a boulder pressing on their shoulders.
"Ready!"
Eight people answered together.
"Okay, let's start drawing lots!"
This time it was not a huge lottery cage, but a bamboo tube with sixteen numbers inside.
Draw the same number is the opponent.
The deacon personally delivered it to the eight of them, without them needing to step forward to draw lots.
Liu Wuxie was fifth in the row, and took out one from the bamboo tube.
The bamboo tube was locked by the formation, and Liu Wuxie tried it several times, but his consciousness could not enter it.
Glancing at the bamboo stick in his hand, there was a number four written on it.
This number is not very auspicious.
The eight people looked at the numbers in their hands, and then looked at the others, looking for their opponents.
"I am number one!"
Wen Haoran held up his bamboo stick, and Helan came out reluctantly, and he also drew number one.
"I'm number two!"
Zhao Yi raised the number plate in his hand, and his opponent turned out to be Shao Wendong.
What should come will come after all.
Chen Lin's opponent is Dong Yan.
And Liu Wuxie's opponent became Luo Mingyang.
Four arenas were selected, and eight people boarded together.
No need to talk nonsense, this battle is won, the top four is entered, and the championship is in sight.
"This kid's luck is too bad, he actually got the weakest one."
Many people were dissatisfied, Luo Mingyang was obviously not Liu Wuxie's opponent.
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