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The Wind Rises in Shushan Chapter 66: Abandoned Disciple of the Dongyue Sect

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    The backup from the Tiger Martial Arts School arrived and immediately sent people on stage. It was none other than the chief martial artist of the Tiger Martial Arts School, Crazy Attack Sword Xia Qiudong.

    Xia Qiudong came to the ring, rose into the air, and went straight to the ring.

    There was a sudden burst of cheers from the Tiger Martial Arts Hall.  This is really a mountain with no way out, and there is a bright future in another village. Just a moment ago, there was a gloom and mist, but now the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up. The owner of the gym came to the rescue with backup, and everyone in the Tiger Martial Arts Hall felt that victory was in sight.

    After Xia Qiudong came on stage, he looked at Shushan Martial Arts Hall with a condescending attitude, and said coldly: "Who can come to practice a few moves with Mr. Xia?".

    Seeing Xia Qiudong's arrogant attitude, Qi Yue sighed secretly, feeling very disgusted with Xia Qiudong's attitude. He looked back and said to Liu Ming behind him: "Liu Ming, come on!".

    Hearing Qi Yue's instructions, the well-informed Liu Ming was startled and said to Qi Yue as if he didn't believe it: "Master? What did you say? You want me to go up and deal with that person?".

    "That's right, it's you."

    Liu Ming immediately grimaced: "Master, this can't be done. That person can jump onto the ring. I am an old man, how can I deal with such a person?"

    "I didn't intend to let you deal with him."  Liu Ming was stunned again. He didn't want to let himself deal with him, so why did he let himself go up?

    Qi Yue smiled and waved to Liu Ming: "Come here."

    Liu Ming hurriedly leaned forward, and Qi Yue whispered a few words in his ear. Liu Ming's face immediately showed joy, he nodded frequently, patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, boss, this is my strength, I promise to complete it."  Task".

    ¡°Go!¡±.  Liu Ming left the pavilion on one side of Shushan Martial Arts Hall with his head held high and walked towards the ring.

    Arriving at the edge of the ring, Liu Ming spat a few mouthfuls into the palm of his hand.  Everyone watched with attention, wanting to see how Liu Ming got on the stage. After all, in this arena, a person's skill level can be seen just from being on the stage.

    Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Ming shouted loudly, jumped up more than two feet high, and then ran onto the ring on wooden stakes.

    This method is certainly pleasing to the eye, and the audience's eyes lit up, but when they saw Liu Ming's age, their hearts became heavy.

    Xia Qiudong, who was on the stage with the violent attack sword, had an angry look on his face. For Shushan Martial Arts School to send such an old man as his opponent was simply an insult to himself, the chief martial artist of Tiger Martial Arts School.

    He made up his mind that when Liu Ming came on stage, he would directly kick him down.

    Liu Ming finally came on stage. He first bowed to all directions, and then turned to look at Xia Qiudong.  "This hero, I'm old and can't fight anymore. If you can take my three punches, then I lose."

    Originally, Xia Qiudong planned to knock Liu Ming off the ring immediately, but when he heard what Liu Ming said, he couldn't help but sneered: "You deserve it."

    "You will know if you are worthy of it and try it!"  After Liu Ming finished speaking, he quickly rushed forward and punched him in the chest.

    Xia Qiudong squinted her eyes and casually dodged Liu Ming's punch.  Liu Ming followed up with another swing of his legs, leaping high into the air with a very cool posture.

    Xia Qiudong took a small step back and watched Liu Ming's leg passing in front of her eyes.  Liu Ming shouted loudly, followed closely, stretched his palms forward, and slapped hard.

    Xia Qiudong waved her hands impatiently, blocking Liu Ming's palms, and then said, "Are you done with your three moves?"

    Liu Ming took a few steps back with a solemn expression, and gave Xia Qiudong a fist: "Okay, I admit that your skill is better than mine, and I lose this game."

    After saying that, Liu Ming turned around and ran, jumping off the ring before Xia Qiudong could react.  The people below were dumbfounded, and they were giving in. It seemed like they had just fought with few moves.

    Returning to the pergola, Liu Ming said to Qi Yue: "Master, my mission is completed."  Qi Yue nodded: "Well done, at least it's not embarrassing."

    Xia Qiudong won a victory, but the people at the Tiger Martial Arts Hall were not happy at all, because they had seen Qi Yue's strategy. This was clearly Tian Ji's horse racing style. Lose a game with a weak person and win for the future.  Advantage.

    There were many people who understood the situation. In a tea stall not far away, two Taoist priests were sitting drinking tea. With the crowd so dense, no one dared to approach them.

    A younger Taoist priest said: "Brother, it seems that this Shushan Martial Arts School is not going to work anymore. Then when Zhao Hu and the others come, no one will be able to resist them."

    Another older Taoist priest shook his head, "No, Shushan Martial Arts School did this on purpose and deliberately gave up this event."

    "Senior brother, no, it's just"You can't give up casually in any competition."

    "Junior brother, you can't just look at the surface of many things. That Qi Yue of Shushan Martial Arts School has a lot of knowledge in mind, and it's not like there are no masters on his side. There are at least three cultivators among them, although the strongest among them is Qi Yue's third level Qi refining.  ".

    The young Taoist priest smiled arrogantly: "Brother, you are exalting him too much. The third level of Qi Refining is already enough with the strength of these small sects. Besides, Feng Kui and Feng Que were also disciples of our Dongyue Sect. Even if they are  Abandoned disciples are not comparable to any small sect or sect."

    The older Taoist priest glared at him: "What do you know? Three months ago, I passed by his Emei sect and met Qi Yue. At that time, he was only at the first level of Qi training. But now, in less than three months, he has been promoted continuously.  Level two, in our sect only Feng Xiao has such a talent."

    The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment: "No way, Feng Xiao is the number one person in the Feng generation of our Dongyue Sect and the disciple of the leader. He is less than twenty years old but has the strength of the sixth level of Qi training. How can he belong to this small sect?  The leader can compare."

    "At least the two of them have a little bit in common, the confidence in Qi Yue's gestures."

    "Brother Fengbo, if this is really the case, then I am afraid that the Tiger Martial Arts School may not be able to win. This Emei Sect is definitely a serious problem for us and should be eliminated as soon as possible."  A hint of murderous intent flashed in the young Taoist priest's eyes.

    "Don't worry, Feng Que and the other three are not given for free. Let them fight first. The Tiger Martial Arts School is no longer a threat no matter whether they win or lose. As for the Shushan Martial Arts School, losing is good, but winning is not easy either. We can still do it.  Take a look at it slowly, first observe their background clearly, and then let¡¯s talk about how the background of our Dongyue Sect is comparable to that of their Emei Sect. If the Emei Sect wants to develop, they will first ask our Dongyue Sect, and on the Double Ninth Festival three months later, Shushan  Once the miasma dissipates, as long as the spiritual herbs in the Wanku Forest are refined into elixirs, with the help of the elixirs, no matter how talented Qi Yue is, he still can't keep up with our Dongyue Sect."  The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hand to stop the young Taoist priest beside him.

    The young Taoist priest nodded, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and said no more.

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