In the arena.
Lin Yifan and the five elders of Kongtong stood motionless, falling into the most dangerous stage of internal strength competition.
Of course, at least from other perspectives, Lin Yifan was using his own strength to compete with the internal strength of the five elders of Kongtong.
Only the five old guys knew that they were suffering from the internal energy of the Seven Injury Fist.
This kind of pain makes them very uncomfortable.
Competing with internal force is the most dangerous. If you are not careful, the internal force will rush into the meridians, causing irreversible damage.
Therefore, there are generally three outcomes of fighting for internal strength. The first is that the east wind overwhelms the west wind, the second is that the internal strength is removed at the same time, and the third is that they both die together.
At this moment, the five elders of Kongtong felt very uncomfortable. They couldn't fight with all their inner strength, and they couldn't withdraw their punches. It seemed that they would all die together.
But will they really die together?
Of course Lin Yifan would not do this!
"Since you seniors think so highly of me, don't blame me for being rude!"
Lin Yifan sneered, and at the same time used the Nine Sun Magic Skill with all his strength.
In an instant, the powerful Nine Yang Qi came out of the body, and an extremely powerful internal force rushed towards the five people's bodies along their arms.
"puff!"
The next moment, the five elders of Kongtong were hit hard almost at the same time. They all screamed and flew away. They flew out of the ring and landed on the ground under the ring.
After landing, several people vomited blood again and lay on the ground unable to fight anymore.
"This...this is impossible. How can you have such strong internal power at such a young age?"
Zong Weixia was lying on the ground now, his face pale, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the young man on the stage in shock. He couldn't believe that they, the five elders of Kongtong, had lost to a young man!
"The facts are right in front of you. Is there anything else that Senior Zong doesn't want to believe?"
Lin Yifan's words left Zong Weixia silent.
Then he reluctantly clasped his hands into fists and said in a weak tone: "Young Master Lin has profound internal energy, and I have conquered it from the Kongtong Sect!"
Wow!
As soon as Zong Weixia admitted defeat, the martial arts heroes were in an uproar!
No one expected that Lin Yifan would defeat three major sects in a short period of time.
Even if Shaolin Wudang has not yet come to an end, Lin Yifan's reputation in the world is definitely considered famous.
"I didn't expect that even the five elders of Kongtong lost. Lin Yifan's martial arts is really unfathomable!"
"That's right! I thought he was already very powerful if he could defeat the Kunlun Sect leader's Liangyi Swordsmanship. I didn't expect him to be so powerful in terms of internal skills."
"Next there will be Shaolin and Wudang. If Lin Yifan can really defeat the masters of these two families, he will really be the number one in the martial arts world!"
"It's impossible. Shaolin Wudang is the leader of the martial arts community in the Central Plains. Even if Lin Yifan has extraordinary martial arts, he will never be his opponent!"
"That's not necessarily true. Look, Wudang sent people to fight."
At this time, only one person jumped over from the Wudang stands.
This person's movement is extremely fast, as if he can borrow force in the air, and his speed is extremely fast.
Lin Yifan's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he said repeatedly: "What a Wudang Tiyunzong, Mo Qixia is such a light kung fu!"
That's right.
The person sent by Wudang turned out to be not Song Yuanqiao, but the Seven Heroes Mo Shenggu who was at the end of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.
"Boy, don't say these polite words to me. Although it has nothing to do with you, you have caused my Qingshu nephew to lose face today. If I don't help him regain this face, I won't be a member of the 'Wudang Seven' Mo Sheng Valley!”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clang and the sword was unsheathed.
As soon as he made a move, he used the move 'Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix', and with a flick of the sword tip, it turned into more than a dozen, covering Lin Yifan's chest.
This sword move is very powerful, the attack is fierce and fast, but it is fair and honest, and it can be regarded as a very polite sword move.
The general idea is that I'm coming, so be careful.
As expected of Zhang Sanfeng's disciple, although his temper was explosive, he was still polite.
"Well done! Let me see how exquisite Mo Qixia's Wudang swordsmanship is!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Yifan was the first to greet him.
In an instant, the two of them had gone through several moves.
Mo Shenggu's swordsmanship follows the path of dexterity. The sword is light, fast, elegant and free. Combined with the extremely fast Tiyun Zong, it feels a bit slippery.
It's a pity that he paid the wrong attention when comparing speed with Lin Yifan.
Lin Yifan's movements were seen getting faster and faster, his palms passing through the cover of his sword like piercing flowers, attacking Mo Shenggu's vital points every time, leaving Mo Shenggu unable to defend himself.
But there are times when strength is limited, and no matter how powerful the defense is, there will be times when it fails.
boom!
Suddenly, Lin Yifan's right hand turned sharply, and his right palm suddenly hit Mo Shenggu's abdomen at an incredible angle.
"puff!"
The next moment, Mo Shenggu vomited blood and fell to his knees on the ground, his face full of shock: "Are you Emei's 'Nine Hand Amputation Postures'?"
"That's right! It's the third palm of the 'Nine Hand-cutting Postures'. Mo Qixia, don't worry, I just kept my hand. Your injury is not serious. Just spit out the blood!!"
After saying that, Lin Yifan turned to look at the Wudang grandstand area: "Is there any other expert in Wudang who can give me advice?"
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao took a step forward, made a sign with one hand, and bowed slightly to salute:
"Thank you, Shaoxia Lin, for showing mercy. Shaoxia Lin has outstanding martial arts skills. We, the Wu-Tang Clan, have surrendered!"
As he said this, someone had already stepped forward to help Mo Shenggu down.
Seeing Song Yuanqiao admitting defeat for the first time, Lin Yifan was stunned for a moment and then understood.
From the fact that the Wudang Sect only allowed Mo Shenggu, the weakest martial artist among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, to fight, it can be seen that Song Yuanqiao was deliberately allowing the Emei Sect to gain prestige today.
Of course, maybe Song Yuanqiao knew that even if the five of his brothers and sisters went together, they would not be a match, so in order to avoid unnecessary damage, he asked Mo Shenggu, who was angry, to fight.
In any case, Shaolin is the only one left who has not taken action!
As long as it defeats Shaolin, the Emei Sect will be the largest martial arts sect in the Central Plains, and Lin Yifan will be the best martial arts person in the world!
"Amitabha! Donor Lin has great martial arts skills and has defeated many masters from Kunlun, Huashan, Kongtong, and Wudang. The young hero is really awe-inspiring.
Lao Na knew that he was no match for Donor Lin, but for the sake of the reputation of his sect, he had no choice but to ask for advice! "
In the stands of the Shaolin sect, Kong Wen shouted the Buddha's name and immediately jumped onto the stage.
"Master, it's serious. Shaolin martial arts is profound and profound. Today, the boy Meng Lang wants to ask for advice."
Lin Yifan said with a smile.
Among all the people present, this person was probably the most powerful.
Even the one holding the Yitian Sword may not be able to defeat him.
The Great Western Shaolin Monk was ranked second in terms of ‘knowledge and wisdom’. After Kong Jian was beaten to death by Xie Xun, he became the number one person in Shaolin.
The depth of martial arts is terrifying.
