Chapter 108: One Leg Moves, Wind and Clouds (Second Update)

  "Too strong, really too strong, even Feng Ping Shixiong can't withstand a single move."

  "Feng Ping, although defeated by Ye Chen, was also one of the top lightness kung fu practitioners among the inner disciples. Yet, he couldn't dodge a single slash from Meng Chong, and the gap between them was immeasurable."

  "This year's Meng Chong is even more terrifying than last year."

  Listening to the discussions of the crowd, Ye Chen's eyebrows furrowed slightly. The Blood Shadow Knife was indeed very formidable; its knife technique was simple - fast, accurate and ruthless, without any fancy moves. However, in his hands, it unleashed a power that was both divine and terrifying.

  If you're going to compete with others, unless your skills have reached a certain level, it's best not to play at all, or else you'll end up getting crushed.

  The moment Meng Chong stepped down, a dozen or so people who had the qualifications to compete for the top ten disciples of the inner sect all looked at him with apprehension.

  The slender Iron Fan sneered with a bitter smile, "I thought I could catch up with him this year, but it seems I'm being left further and further behind."

  Beside him, Song Fei exclaimed in surprise: "Yi Qing, weren't you ranked second last time?"

  "Second place is of no use, the gap is too big, he has already reached the level of a core disciple."

  "Top core disciple." Song Fei took a deep breath of cold air, he was extremely clear about how abnormal the top-ranked core disciples were. Although everyone was at the Condensing Reality Realm late stage or peak, the slightly stronger ones among the core disciples could defeat him with just one move, let alone the top-ranked core disciples, they were simply the most abnormal of all.

  The fourth round was Ye Chen's turn, his opponent was called Yang Lie.

  As soon as he got on stage, Yang Lie immediately retreated far back, wanting to pull away from Ye Chen, afraid that the other would suddenly disappear before his eyes.

  Ye Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, standing still on the spot.

  Thirty paces away, Yang Lie finally halted his retreat and swung out three slashes of knife light with both hands holding the long knife towards Ye Chen's position.

  His body slightly shifted, skillfully dodging the knife light. Yexun's foot stomped on the ground, releasing a hidden force.

  "Boom!"

  Boom!

  Yang Lie's platform under his feet burst open, and his body was thrown high into the air, slamming onto the ground below.

  This was beyond everyone's expectations, they thought Ye Chen would defeat his opponent with speed, but no one expected this scene to appear.

  The fifth match was Zhang Haoran. Although he lost to Guijian Li Kuang, his strength was still very strong and he defeated his opponent within ten moves, scoring two points.

  The next sixth, seventh and eighth games were all without suspense, purely torturing people, and there was no point in watching.

  "The Ninth Match, Pei Shaoying vs Tie Feng."

  Buzz!

  The lottery host's voice fell, and the scene finally boiled up.

  Pei Shaoqing, who was ranked above Li Kuang in the previous session, had a calm and gentle demeanor, looking easy to get along with. However, only those who knew him were aware that he was not someone to be trifled with, as once he made his move, he would become as ferocious as a demon, leaving even Li Kuang wary of this friend of his.

  Tie Feng, a representative of late bloomers, defeated Song Fei, who was famous for his leg technique, with three legs. He has the demeanor of a master and is as stable as Mount Tai.

  Two people can be said to be evenly matched, like a needle and an awl, if they don't fight, it's hard to know who is stronger or weaker.

  "Tiě Fēng, go easy on him later!" Pei Shǎo Qīng smiled and said.

  Tie Feng said with a smile: "Good!"

  For some reason, seeing Tie Feng's expression made everyone want to smile. His warm and gentle smile was something that wouldn't make anyone dislike him, but only admire him - admire his diligence and hard work, admire his perseverance, and even more so, admire the air of a master that he possessed, which seemed both silly and profound at the same time.

  Upon hearing this, Pei Shaoying's smile faded and his heart tightened. His intuition told him that Tie Feng was not easy to deal with, extremely difficult to deal with. To win, he would have to bring out 120% of his strength.

  Unconsciously, Pei Shaoying's palm turned purple, like a demon or a ghost. He let out a loud shout and his body rushed towards Tie Feng, slapping him with one palm.

  Waaaahhhhhh!

  The air was torn apart, emitting a mournful and eerie howl, some of the inner door disciples nearby turned pale with fright.

  Tie Feng's expression was still so silly, but when he got moving, everyone knew that a silly person wasn't easy to deal with, and the pressure of momentum had no effect on him.

  His body slightly tilted, his right foot lifted, two simple movements, Tie Feng's momentum changed, a mighty force gathered and surged into his body.

  "Shatter!"

  One leg kicked out, and Pei Shaoying's palm energy dissipated and collapsed. The huge impact forced him to stop his momentum, but as one of the top ten disciples of the previous generation of the inner door, Pei Shaoying naturally still had strength left. His body revolved around Tie Feng for half a circle before suddenly launching a second wave of attack.

  "Demons and monsters emerge all over the mountains!"

  Wooooo......, Hooooo......

  The purple-blue palm wind was like a dark cloud pressing down, covering the entire sky and shrouding Iron Peak. If it were someone else inside, they would probably have their spirit broken before the fight even began.

  "This time Tie Feng is in danger!"

  "Pei Shaoying is after all not Song Fei, how can he be so easy to deal with."

  "I wonder how many moves Tie Feng can withstand?"

  Ye Chen and others have different views. After Tie Feng finished the first leg, the situation has already been set in motion, and the one who is actually in danger is Pei Shaoqing.

  Surely enough.

  Facing the vast expanse of purple-blue palm winds, Iron Peak's tongue touched his lower jaw, and he let out a loud roar.

  The cheers were like thunder, shaking the air into waves, rolling and surging.

  "One leg moves and the winds and clouds change, sweeping across the land."

  Standing in the center of the platform, Ironfist's momentum is infinitely boosted, with one leg kicking out.

  This leg hooks up the momentum, triggering a storm to descend upon the Martial Arts Square, accompanied by a powerful and majestic leg strength welcoming the purple-green palm wind.

  Boom! Boom! Bang! Bang!

  As if a thunderous voice had sounded, the entire stage was filled with wind and clouds, and people's eyes could not look directly.

  Next moment!

  A figure flew out, spewing a large mouthful of blood into the air.

  It's Pei Shaoying!

  "Incredible, Tie Feng won."

  "How many legs did Tie Feng have just now? Did you see?"

  "It seems like five legs, yet it also seems like nine legs!"

  "All I see is leg shadows."

  Ye Chen smiled faintly, this Tie Feng is very strong, and there are only a few people who can beat him. As of now, only Xue Ying's Mo Cheng has overwhelming strength. Of course, in the battle between martial artists, anything can happen, and it's not necessarily true that the stronger person will win.

  The elders on the elder seat looked at each other and smiled, Iron Peak's late blooming was even more outstanding than they had imagined, that last move was really too brilliant.

  The strong wind stopped, and Tie Feng on the stage smiled foolishly and walked down from the stage steadily.

  As a result, everyone can only secretly be speechless and wonder if the other person is really silly or pretending to be silly.

  The match continued afterwards.

  Without previous strong matches, the next few games were all won with overwhelming advantages, without any suspense.

  However, in the last match of the first round, Tie Shanzi Yi Qing did give everyone a delightful show. With one swing of his fan, countless shadows danced like butterflies, making it seem like a dream. His opponent didn't dare to fight back and quickly admitted defeat.

  PS: Recommend the works of Shi Wang.

  He's stubborn and I'm stubborn too; we're evenly matched like the two pans of a scale.

  A man is strong, I am stronger, the wild wind blows across the great river.

  Having traveled the world and fought all comers, I find that my fists are the loneliest.

  Fist of Loneliness