Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

"Senior brother..." Hong Xixiang saw Wang Zhonglou and Lu Yuan walking out of the hall. He was about to say hello, but he saw Wang Zhonglou's old look on his face and he froze in place.

"Junior Brother Hong, aren't you planning to go down the mountain today?" Wang Zhonglou showed a kind smile as if nothing had happened. .

"Brother, how long is your life..." Hong Xixiang's face turned slightly pale after he came back to his senses. The fingers hidden in his sleeves were pinching wildly, and the sadness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Birth, old age, illness and death are all human nature, and senior fellow apprentices are not immune to this." Wang Chonglou said calmly: "After I leave, you will be the next Wudang Master."

Seeing that Wang Zhonglou had already begun to explain the funeral arrangements, even if Hong Xixiang's character was indifferent and natural, he could not control his emotions and subconsciously said: "Senior brother, I can't do it!"

"Why? Is it because you are afraid that your senior brothers will wear small shoes for you?" Wang Chonglou joked.

"I...I haven't become number one in the world yet!" Hong Xixiang thought for a long time and finally came up with a reason.

The guilt in Wang Zhonglou's eyes was even worse, and he said softly: "No need, even if you are not the best in the world, you are still our junior brother.

After you become the leader, you can do whatever you want and no one will stop you. "

Hong Xixiang was stunned, his lips moved slightly, but he could not say any words of rejection.

Lu Yuan looked like this and quickly walked up to Hong Xixiang without saying a word. He started using Tai Chi's advanced moves, blocking and hammering, and punched Hong Xixiang directly in the heart.

Hong Xixiang's body moved instinctively, he put one hand against Lu Yuan's fist, and with a slight exertion, he floated not far away like a fallen leaf.

"What are you going to do?" Hong Xixiang asked doubtfully.

He didn't feel any malice from Lu Yuan's blow.

"Can't you decide?" Lu Yuan said seriously: "Then I will make the decision for you today.

If you lose, I will be the next head coach of Wudang.

When I become the leader, there will be no Wudang Mountain in the world! "

Hong Xixiang's eyes widened, never expecting that Lu Yuan would say such a thing.

Wang Zhonglou was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Lu Yuan meant, and a flash of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

"Donor Lu, this joke is not funny." Hong Xixiang said with a forced smile.

"Am I kidding?"

"There is no such rule in Wudang Mountain." Hong Xixiang said softly as his smile faded.

Lu Yuan shook his head and said: "I am a member of the martial arts world, and I only follow the rules of the martial arts world."

"The rules of the world?"

Lu Yuan moved his body, slowly moved into a Tai Chi stance, and said in a deep voice: "Whoever has a big fist will have a big truth!

The strong take all, the weak leave!

Hong Xixiang, do you dare to take it? ! "

Hong Xixiang stood up slowly and looked at Wang Zhonglou in confusion. Wang Zhonglou coughed twice and said with a smile: "You are the master and you make the decision.

What's the point of me, an old man, getting involved in the affairs of you young people? "

Lu Yuan and Wang Zhonglou tacitly sang together, completely confusing Hong Xixiang.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly formed a boxing stance similar to Lu Yuan's, and said in a soft but firm voice: "Wudang Hong Xiang.

Please enlighten me! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea of ​​clouds that had always surrounded Lotus Peak suddenly trembled.

Qi Xianxia, ​​who had just climbed up the mountain in embarrassment, stayed where he was. Looking at the two people confronting each other in the field, he forgot to breathe for a moment.

The people with the highest cultivation level on the mountain all noticed the abnormality here. Wang Xiaoping was the first to arrive with his sword. Looking at Hong Xixiang who was obviously serious, some ripples suddenly appeared in his eyes like a deep pool.

But when he saw Wang Zhonglou, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes slowly lost their luster, and the sadness in his eyes was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it.

Chen Yao and others arrived shortly afterwards. They first looked at the scene in confusion and were shocked when they saw Wang Zhonglou.

Chen Yao walked quickly to Wang Zhonglou and wanted to ask clearly. Wang Zhonglou shook his head first, motioning for everyone to watch quietly, and blocked the words.

The breeze blew, and a fallen leaf was rolled between the two of them, but it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and stuck in it.

The two of them seemed to be motionless, but their energy was invisibly entangled, and they were fighting tit-for-tat without giving in.

Lu Yuan's face was calm and his body was steady, but only he knew how much pressure he was under now.

Even Li Chungang, who was kneeling as a swordsman, had never given him such a sense of oppression.

The moment Hong Xixiang started to move, a simple Taoist charm flowed from him, and the boxing technique in his hand was obviously not perfect yet, but it was more perfect than Lu Yuan's posture.

At that moment, Lu Yuan knew what he was going to face.

It was Lu Dongxuan, the number one person in the world five hundred years ago;

Fifty years ago, Qi Xuanzhen was the number one person in the world;

There is also Hong Xixiang who can shoulder the burden of Heavenly Dao and Martial Arts after enlightenment.

That arrogant and unrivaled momentum kept impacting Lu Yuan's spirit.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have the desire to take action.

But besides being a little nervous, Lu Yuan was more excited.

The Nangong Pushe of the past is the Hong Xixiang of today.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

So what if you are number one in three generations?

In this life, I shall be invincible!

As he thought, the anger in Lu Yuan's chest became stronger and stronger.

A young man is full of ambition, what should he do?

Just spit it out!

Lu Yuan moved.

The indestructible golden body of the Vajra was operated to the extreme, and its palms were like gold cast with golden light shining everywhere. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder as the body flashed.

In one step, Lu Yuan arrived in front of Hong Xixiang.

A punch is thrown out, like an avalanche or a tsunami.

Mighty and unstoppable!

Hong Xixiang's movements were still slow and unhurried, and he drew a Tai Chi pattern in front of him. Without a sound, the blow that made everyone look dignified disappeared invisibly.

Lu Yuan gave up using the Beiming Divine Art to absorb Hong Xixiang's internal energy. He knew that doing so was tantamount to committing suicide.

After the first blow failed, Lu Yuan followed up with his second blow, punch after punch, each punch faster than the next, like a torrent of river water, in an endless stream, following the path of fast punches in Tai Chi.

Facing Lu Yuan's attacks, Hong Xixiang's movements became slower and slower. Lu Yuan would often punch three or four times before Hong Xixiang finished one move, and the Taoist robe on his body was blown by the wind from Lu Yuan's fists.

The onlookers had already retreated to a distance. At this time, Qi Xianxia even forgot about the embarrassment Lu Yuan had caused him. He unconsciously held the fly whisk tightly with his hand, his face turned slightly pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Headmaster, let the fifth junior brother separate them." Chen Yao said with a worried look on his face: "If the two of them get into a real fight, it will not be a good thing no matter who gets hurt."

Wang Xiaoping held the long sword on his back and nodded towards Wang Chonglou.

"No need." Wang Zhonglou looked at the serious-looking Hong Xixiang, and the smile on his face grew stronger. "Let the young people solve their own problems."

Wang Zhonglou did not say the last sentence.

He really wanted Lu Yuan to be more ruthless.

I hope that this time, I can break the shackles in my little junior brother’s heart.

There was a turbulent storm next to the Great Lotus Peak, and they were shaken by the aftermath of the fight between the two.

Lu Yuan struck out eighty-one punches in one go, but did not injure Hong Xixiang at all. However, Hong Xixiang remained on the defensive and did not fight back at all.

Although the battle has entered a fever pitch, it has fallen into a strange balance.

Lu Yuan suddenly swung a punch and used the force of the counter-shock to fly back. He said coldly to Hong Xixiang who stood on the spot without pursuing him: "How long will it take you?"

Hong Xixiang slowly retracted his fist and did not answer, his eyes full of confusion.

"If you are like this, there is no need for us to fight." Lu Yuan looked at Wang Zhonglou and said calmly: "Master Wang, from today on, I am the leader of Wudang."

The other people were shocked when they heard this. Wang Zhonglou nodded and smiled, "Yes."

Hong Xixiang was stunned and said quickly: "You and I haven't decided the winner yet!"

"You have already lost." Lu Yuan looked at Hong Xixiang and deliberately said with disdain: "In terms of the way of heaven, I am not as good as you.

When it comes to martial arts, you are not as good as me.

You don't even have the desire to win that a warrior should have, so you should just go back to your little Lotus Peak and read erotic novels. "

Hong Xixiang's face turned red and he was about to argue, but was interrupted by Lu Yuan: "Today I am the headmaster of Wudang. From now on, there will be no more..."

Hong Xixiang's expression changed drastically, and he appeared in front of Lu Yuan in a flash, reaching out to cover Lu Yuan's mouth.

Once the words are spoken, there is no room for maneuver.

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed and he retreated slightly. This time he no longer responded to the enemy with Tai Chi, but used the Lingbao Fist that he was more familiar with.

Although Lingbao Quan is a Taoist skill, it does not have the natural meaning of Taoism. It is fierce and unparalleled, moving forward indomitably, and there is death but no life.

Hong Xixiong finally changed color, and at the critical moment, his body slipped past the blow like a fish.

However, Lu Yuan changed his move midway and slapped Hong Xixiang's arm heavily with a palm full of Beiming's yang energy.

Hong Xixiang flew out and landed firmly on the ground. Looking at the dark palm prints burned on his shoulders, his expression became more and more helpless.

Lu Yuan chased after him, using the yin and yang energy of the North Ming Dynasty to surround Hong Xixiang. His moves were wide open and closed, and all of his moves were aimed at the vital points.

After absorbing Dahuangting's Beiming Qi, its power has reached a new level!

There were suddenly two seasons around Hong Xixiang. One moment it was scorching summer, and the next moment it was severe winter.

The ancient Taoist charm around Hong Xixiang's body became more and more intense, but he still did not choose to fight back.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan suddenly activated his true energy and shouted angrily: "Hong Xiang!

How long are you going to escape?

Cultivate the Tao, do you really want to cultivate to the point where you forget your feelings? "