I originally wanted to say a few words to Hu Nanxi, but before I could open my mouth, Yan Xiaotian spoke first: "Okay, that's it. If I win today, I hope Master Zuo will not tell anyone about what happened in the ghost market in the first few years. My master was also very sorry for that last time. Over the years, he has not been able to sleep well and cannot eat well. I feel very distressed when I see it."

I said to him, "I have never told anyone about the ghost market."

"I know, I know," Yan Xiaotian said with a smile: "I believe in Master Zuo's character. Okay, this is my condition. Now I have to change Master Zuo to make the conditions."

To be honest, I have been with my master for so many years and have not yet started my master. He suddenly called me "Master Zuo". I am really not used to it.

I thought about it, pointed to Hu Nanxi's villa and said to him, "If I win, you can let the people you brought to demolish the house."

Hu Nanqi immediately became unhappy: "Zuo Youdao, why do you demolish my house? What does it have to do with you two to discuss with me?"

"Why does it have nothing to do with you?" Liu Shangang grinned and said, "My brother Dao came to your house as a guest. It was fine. You insisted on making him compete with this Yan Xiaotian. Oh, it wasn't me talking to you. Think about it yourself. If it weren't for the whining you just now, could Brother Dao compete with others for what kind of inheritance? You think my brother Dao is full!"

Hu Nanqian stared at Liu Shangang. Before she could speak, Yan Xiaotian shouted at me: "Okay, that's it!"

While he was talking, the woman dressed in a secretary trotted over and handed Yan Xiaotian a huge bag.

When Yan Xiaotian opened the bag, I saw that it was filled with various magic weapons. Of course, I didn’t know what those magic weapons were for, but I could feel the thick spiritual charm emitted from it. Those spiritual charms were pure and simple, and they were similar to the spiritual charms on the Qinggang Sword.

I think these magical tools are probably old objects passed down from generation to generation by Baiwu Mountain.

He picked it for a long time before he took a gossip mirror out of his bag and said to me: "Let's start?"

The Fantian Seal and the Qinggang Sword are still in the bedroom. I don’t have magic weapons in my hand, but I don’t plan to go back and get them. Magic weapons are of some use to deal with evil things. They can deal with a living person, and their skills are more practical.

I nodded to Yan Xiaotian, and then walked across from him: "Let's start."

At this moment, he raised the Bagua mirror and recited the scriptures. With my eyes open, I could vaguely see that there was a red light slowly entrenching on his body. It was the embodiment of his mind power. This person is indeed a Taoist practice, and he could actually condense his mind power in just a moment.

But I can't figure it out. What he is facing now is not an evil corpse, but a living person like me, so why should I spend more time to condense my mind?

While thinking about this, I quickly came to him, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and broke it hard.

I know that people in Baiwushan can shrink bones. If you want to control them in a short period of time, the best way is to lock the joints, but I didn't expect that Yan Xiaotian would not even hide, and I caught him firmly on the spot.

I originally thought that the reason why he did not dodge was to deal with my Tiangang Lock with enough confidence, but just when I was worried that he would make unexpected moves next, he suddenly said "Oh" and then cried in pain.

I didn't dare to do anything, so I quickly let him go.

He covered his shoulders, grinning in pain, while looking at me angrily and said, "Why did you suddenly do it?"

I was also puzzled: "Didn't it start?"

Yan Xiaotian frowned and said to me righteously: "Then you can't just get started. I haven't finished reciting the spell yet. You are taking a chance."

"Prevention? If you were not facing Youdao, but a flying zombie, you would have died seven or eight times long ago."

At this time, Master’s business came from above us.

I looked up and saw the master leaning against the window on the second floor of the villa, smoking a dry tobacco while looking at us.

Yan Xiaotian also looked up at my master. He first bowed to my master, and then retorted: "But this is a competition and not a practical battle..."

My master waved his hand and planned to him: "The purpose of the competition is to accumulate practical experience outside of actual combat. You Baiwushan people don't mean they are fighting, but they are also the same virtues in actual combat. When dealing with a few evil corpses, you must also pay attention to the rules and regulations when practicing. If you really want to revive Baiwushan, you will first break your bad habits."

After my master said this, Yan Xiaotian was speechless. He held it in for a long time before turning his head to me and said, "Come again!"

Let's do it again. As soon as he finished speaking, I took action. It was the same as before. This time I also reached out and grabbed his left shoulder. His left shoulder had been injured before. If I caught him again, he would definitely lose his combat effectiveness. So if I made such a move, he would either dodge or surrender.

Submission is the best result. If he dodges, I can roughly estimate his movement trajectory.

Sure enough, at the moment of my hand, he immediately leaned his body, stretched out his right hand, pointing his index finger and middle finger to my shoulder.

When I was fighting with Zhao Dekai before, I had experienced Baiwushan's iron finger skills. If I was hit by him, my left arm would probably be ruined.

Yan Xiaotian's attack speed is very fast, but there is still a gap compared to Zhao Dekai. My hand speed is much faster than Zhao Dekai back then. In addition, I have a huge advantage, which is my height and arms length.

He pointed at me, and I also stretched out two fingers and pointed at him.

He attacked my left shoulder, probably trying to fight back for teeth, and I pointed to the place where his right chest and right shoulder were connected. This area was where the pectoralis major muscle and the anterior deltoid muscle were connected. There was a layer of fascia inside, and behind the fascia was the bone seam of the shoulder. As long as this place was hit hard, the entire right arm would not be able to lift for a while, and it would be useless to have bone shrinkage.

My arms were long and faster than him. When his fingers were a few centimeters away from my left shoulder, I had already arrived first and hit him.

Yan Xiaotian immediately had a painful expression of grinning again on his face. He took two steps back quickly, and then I saw him drifting a long arc in the air with his feet as the center, and then he rushed towards me again.

I can't figure out why he wanted to draw such a big arc with his body. It looks good, but it doesn't work. If he wants to take advantage of the opportunity when I haven't retracted my posture, the best choice should be to rush towards me and cut my middle lane. But why did he want his body to draw such a big arc? Wouldn't that delay the best opportunity? Is he trying to show me his ability to control the center of gravity? It shouldn't be. Now he is on the spot against the enemy. What's the use of showing this kind of thing?

Just when I was puzzled, Yan Xiaotian suddenly leaned over and attacked my left leg.

Only then did I understand the purpose of what he did just now. He just tried so much effort to twist his body just to increase strength to this attack.

But he had the strength, but the attack time was delayed by him a lot, and the gain was not worth the loss.

When he leaned over, I knew where he was going to hit him. I immediately raised my foot and kicked him in the face. At that moment, I saw his nose flattened, and the next moment he fell out with blood flowing from his nose. He sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't get enough.

The nose, eyes, ears, are all important organs in the upper three ways. As long as you are hit, people will lose their combat power for a long time. I have practiced the skill of the three ways since I was a child. Although I didn’t use the Tiangang Lock at this time, I have practiced the eight-step magic move for a long time, and the strength on my feet is enough for Yan Xiaotian to bear.

The woman dressed as a secretary quickly took out a tissue and wiped Yan Xiaotian's nosebleed.

Yan Xiaotian's nose was bruised and tears flowed out uncontrollably. After almost twenty minutes, he pointed at me with anger and said, "You...how are you using your feet?"

I was also confused: "Why can't I use my feet?"

I heard him say, "I have studied your skills in keeping the righteous lineage. Your Tiangang Lock only has hard stances and no leg skills!"

I was so strange. If there is no leg technique in Tiangang Lock, I can’t use my legs? I have also practiced the eight-step magic move. What do you say?

My master vomited a mouthful of clouds and smiled and said to Yan Xiaotian: "I am Zhao Dekai's apprentice, all of whom have the same elm heads. How can I pay so much attention to the enemy in the face of battle? In the ghost market, your master was defeated by Youdao's spit. Haha, even if you are like this, I guess I can't even beat the gangster on the street."

Liu Shangang also agreed to my master below the building: "It's true that no matter how high the kung fu is, the bricks will be knocked down. But this is not applicable to my brother Dao. He uses his kung fu to put the bricks and beat the sticks and do anything. Who can't beat my brother Dao, so you'd better hurry up and admit defeat to avoid suffering. We are still in a hurry to have breakfast."

Yan Xiaotian wiped his nose and stood up from the ground with the female secretary. He looked at Liu Shangang, as if he wanted to refute a few words, but after holding it in for a long time, he didn't say a word.

After a long time, he turned his gaze to me and said, "We don't compare kung fu, we compare magic."

This is a fight that I can't beat me, it's like changing magic? Forget it, what if he says, what should I do? Anyway, the only magic I can use for competition now is Gangbu. Although carrying a corpse is one of the classic magic techniques of this sect, Yan Xiaotian is not an evil corpse, and carrying a corpse is useless to him.

Yan Xiaotian picked up his gossip mirror again and said to me: "Get out the magic weapon."

Magical instruments? There are no magical instruments in our Guanzheng lineage? There is only one Fantian Seal, which I can’t use now.

But I can't say that I don't use magic weapons, so as not to think that Yan Xiaotian would look down on him. After thinking about it, I took off the dog treasure chain on my wrist. This bracelet has been in my hands for many years. It's useless. At best, it can avoid evil. If the people around me are poisoned by corpse, the black dog treasure can help them detoxify.
Chapter completed!