Chapter 41: Victory or Defeat?
Meanwhile.
Deep in the backyard of the Qin family, under the big tree outside the library pavilion, Elder Gao sat in front of the chessboard, playing chess as always.
A long branch of the big tree, from time to time twisting a chess piece, playing against Elder Gao, such a scene is really weird.
In the distance, there was a sound in the square in the front yard, faintly heard, and Elder Gao frowned slightly, twisted a chess piece, and muttered.
On the big tree, there was a mocking laughter: "Hehe, Lao Gao, you are upset." This is very rare! Compared to the Qin family in the past, you have never cared about it. ”
"I don't care right now. I'm just a little curious, how is Qin Mo's kid going in cultivating that sword finger?" said Elder Gao with a frown.
"That's not easy, jump on me, take a look at the competition in the front yard, you know. There was another mocking laugh in the trees.
Elder Gao shook his head, and with a shake of his body, he fell lightly on a branch like a flying flotsam, looking towards the square in the front yard.
"That's ......"
When he saw the two teenagers fighting in the ring in the distance, Elder Gao's face changed slightly, revealing a look of surprise.
In the ring, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes has a rocky footwork, his fists are thunderous, and every punch is blasted out, all of which are hidden with thunder, and the power is amazing.
"Curious martial arts! The martial arts that combine body and fist skills are comparable to the martial arts of the lower level of the spirit level. The voice in the tree was also a burst of surprise.
And the other young man in the ring surprised Elder Gao even more, in the face of the swift thunderous fist, one after another sword pointed out, seeing the moves, with a fast fight, he actually broke the fierce fists one by one.
"Isn't that sword leveling intermediate level, how can it compete with the martial arts of the lower level of the spirit level!" The voice in the big tree was surprised and puzzled.
Elder Gao's face was expressionless, and he said in a deep voice: "Not only that, Qin Mo, this kid's cultivation, is obviously a third-stage warrior, but he relies on a mortal-level mid-level martial art. With a samurai fourth-stage, a genius who cultivates lower-level martial arts at the spirit level, he fought to a draw. ”
Immediately after, Elder Gao, the voice in the big tree fell silent, because the battle in the ring in the distance had changed.
......
"Thirteen punches of thunder and lightning!"
In the ring, Qin Yunjiang burst into a shout, and in an instant, he threw thirteen punches, thunder roared, and the punches were wanton, making the referees on the field also retreat to the edge of the ring.
"Wind Sword Fingers!"
Qin Mo took a deep breath and stabbed out thirty-nine fingers one after another, each of which was connected, combining into thirteen consecutive finger strengths, piercing the oncoming fist killing moves.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of explosions was incessant, and the solid black rock floor was full of cracks, broken in places, and debris flew up, and smoke and dust flew in the dim night.
The dust gradually fell, and the two teenagers in the ring stood in place again.
At this time, the crowd on the field was quiet, and the strength of the two teenagers on the field had deeply shocked them.
"Qin Yunjiang, this martial art of yours is amazingly powerful, but your cultivation is not enough, and the burden on your body is too great, and it should have reached the limit by now. Do not do it again, lest it cause serious internal injuries. ”
Qin Mo said slowly, after a battle, he already had a rough idea of Qin Yunjiang's boxing skills.
This martial art should be divided into two kinds of body and fist skills, which complement each other, if they are separated, they can only be regarded as mortal-level upper-level martial arts, but when combined into one, they can exert the power of lower-level martial arts at the spirit level.
In martial arts, this kind of martial art is called a combination martial art, and although it is amazingly powerful, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the burden on the body is also extremely great, like a double-edged sword.
Qin Yunjiang's current body should have reached its limit, and continuing to use this martial art is likely to cause serious damage to his body.
"Young Master Mo's eyes are like torches, and that's true. ”
Qin Yunjiang showed admiration and said in a deep voice: "At the clan meeting eight years ago, Young Master Mo defeated all three generations of our Qin family at the age of 6, which deeply shocked me. At that time, I had been cultivating hard, eager to fight with Young Master Mo one day. I got what I wanted today, I know that Young Master Mo still has some strength to spare, I hope you don't keep your hands, let me see your full strength. ”
Eight years ago......
Qin Mo was stunned and smiled bitterly secretly, he knew that when he was 6 years old, he was young and ambitious, and his actions were a little ostentatious, which made some people in the family hostile to him. But he didn't expect that at the clan meeting when he was 6 years old, the strength he showed would become the driving force for Qin Yunjiang to cultivate desperately.
Such persistence moved Qin Mo and made him quite respectful.
It's just that letting him exert all his strength, Qin Mo felt a little embarrassed in his heart, whether it was the power of the third layer of the Huifeng Sword Finger, or the two percent of the purple true qi in his body, it was not something that Qin Yunjiang could withstand.
After a little hesitation, Qin Mo bowed his head slightly, and said, "Since this is the case, let's do our best with our pure flesh body, and decide the winner with one move." ”
"Okay! Thank you, Young Master Mo, for making it complete. Qin Yunjiang was grateful.
Immediately, the two of them slowly withdrew their true qi, and the muscles of their whole bodies jumped, and the pieces were like steel casting, and at the same time, they shouted low, fist to fist, and collided together.
Boom!
A loud noise came out, like a giant drum beating, Qin Yunjiang stuck to the ground, his body flew out upside down, crashing into the crowd, some people reached out to catch it, but they were overturned by Yu Jin.
For a while, the crowd screamed and rioted.
Off the field, Qin Yunjiang lay on the ground, struggling to sit up, and said weakly: "I lost." ”
"Zong family, Qin Mo wins!"
In the ring, the referee was sweating from his forehead and announced the result of the competition.
Qin Mo's expression was calm, and while arranging his broken sleeves, he walked out of the ring, but the crowd in the arena automatically made way for the young man to pass.
In this battle, everyone present seemed to see that the shining genius eight years ago once again appeared in people's sight.
On the VIP seat, Qin Zhengxing's face was mixed with surprise, he didn't expect that Qin Mo would be able to defeat Qin Yunjiang and win this competition.
You must know that the strength that Qin Yunjiang showed before can already be called a genius. True Qi cultivation is also a samurai fourth stage, and in Qin Zhengxing's opinion, it is already the best result for his grandson to be able to defeat not so ugly.
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo's cultivation reached the third stage of the samurai, and he defeated the opponent by leaping the level.
"Congratulations, Zhengxing Patriarch, Qin Mo's strength is not bad, you have a successor. Dong Yuanbo said with a smile.
"Where, where, Elder Yuan Wave praised falsely. Qin Zhengxing responded with a smile.
Next to him, Dong Zeping quietly transmitted: "Father, what do you think of Qin Mo's performance in this battle?
"To be able to leapfrog and defeat Qin Yunjiang, there is a good chance of **, and what you get is the 'power seed' of Qin Qishuo, the first patriarch of the Qin family. Dong Yuanbo nodded affirmatively.
Dong Zeping couldn't help but be surprised: "In the big competition of the three clans not long after, wouldn't Xu Hao have one more strong opponent?"
Dong Yuanbo smiled and said, "You are wrong. Judging from the strength Qin Mo showed just now, I am not worried, the possibility of him defeating Xu Hao is very small. ”
Seeing that Dong Zeping was puzzled, Dong Yuanbo shook his head with a smile and motioned for him to continue watching the competition.
On the side, the Great Elder's face was pale, and a cold look was beating in his eyes, and he said to Deacon Rong behind him: "Tell the regret, in the next round of competition, destroy this kid Qin Mo at all costs." This little beast is too dangerous, and he must not be allowed to leave the Qin family tonight. ”
Deacon Rong bowed slightly, and his figure retreated into the shadows.
Moments later, the round ended, and the elder who served as the referee announced that the players who had advanced would rest for half an hour and would continue the next round of the competition.
At this time, night has completely fallen, and a brazier is lit in the square, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day.
The crowd in the square did not decrease in the slightest, but was a little more than during the day. The crowd was discussing, and the previous rounds of competition had a great impact on them, next to the dark horse Qin Yunjiang, the former genius Qin Mo, the amazing strength shown by the two announced that among the three generations of the Qin family, two more geniuses have sprung up.
However, the crowd still has no objection to the position of the first place among the three generations of the Qin family, and they all think that it is still only Qin Regret, who has the strength to overwhelm everyone.
Half an hour passed, and the elder who served as the referee stood up and prepared to announce the start of the next round of competition.
At this moment, in the crowd, a young man with a face like jade walked out, it was Qin Xi.
He stepped into the ring and said proudly: "The rest of these people, the strength is too weak, they are not my triad enemies at all, they are all a bunch of waste, too boring." ”
Turning his gaze, looking at Qin Mo in the crowd, Qin Xi sneered: "I have lost my patience, Qin Mo, I will give you a chance, there is no need to draw lots, now a battle will determine the throne of the first child of the three generations." If you think you're a piece of waste, you can crawl out of me like a dog. ”
Suddenly, there was silence in the square, and one after another eyes wandered and fell on Qin Mo.