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Chapter 42 Tanned Skin Gu Dao, Motian Yanglian(1/2)

After Guan Luoyang said the words, among the hundreds of people, the sects nearby had some low-pitched discussions. Even at the Zhenwu Temple, there were some Taoist priests who felt that he was too trusting.

Qiu Di approached Qiu Shi with some worry and whispered: "Elder brother..."

Qiu Shi held a fly whisk in his hand and sat firmly, as if he didn't hear anything. He had no intention of getting up to smooth things over. He just squinted his eyes slightly and looked towards the place in front of him on the right, landing on Wei Dinggong.

Wei Dinggong wrapped his rosary beads in his hands, but he did not continue to speak at this moment. He only thought secretly in his heart: "It was a bit tricky at first, but I didn't expect him to instigate such a thing by himself. He is so young after all. No one here has any pressure."

The method at the bottom of the box, after being so provoked by him, a wheel battle, at most three or five people, wouldn't they wear him out?'

Although Shuihuo Xianyi's martial arts achievements are extraordinary, he is said to be able to overcome obstacles with water and fire, walk through mountains of knives, and pass through forests of swords. However, to say that a martial artist of this level can be on an equal footing with the top mage in Southeast Asia is to underestimate the level of magic.

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It is true that the status of mages lies more in their ability to cure diseases and save people, cast curses from a distance, and change fortune in feng shui, which is why they are highly respected by the powerful.

Fightable thoughts are the greatest desires in human nature.

Mages are also human beings. The various sects of magic have been circulating for so many years, so how can they not develop miraculous uses in frontal confrontations?

Just now, the reason why Master Xuluo was defeated so quickly was that he was not sure about the kung fu level of the young man opposite him, and also because the great monk had a kind heart.

force.

But now, all parties are wary of Guan Luoyang's skills, and they can't help but be aroused by his big words. It is impossible for them to act as calmly as Master Xuluo.

"Good boy, you want us not to complain in our hearts, but when you say these words, you probably want us to yell at you."

The sturdy and burly man stood up.

This man has tanned skin, broad square lips, and thick hair braided into multiple braids on the top of his head. His upper body is draped in black cloth, and his lower body is in knee-length rough colored cloth culottes. His arms and calves are wrapped

leather.

"Okay! Then I'll come and meet you first. I've played the fifth game and you've played the sixth game. They've already fought each other. It's fairer for us to come together. As long as you can fight hard.

I don't care what other people do, but for those of my group, I will never let them say anything wrong about you in front of others and behind others."

After he finished speaking, he spread his left foot sideways, stepped down with the sole of his ankle-length leather boots, lowered his waist, and bent his knees at a right angle. Then he raised his right foot high and stamped it in the same posture.

The arms were crossed in front of the stall, and the leather on the forearms rubbed against each other. Gradually, the two pieces of leather on both hands and forearms, shoulder pads on both sides, waist protectors, two knee pads, two rings of cowhide on the calves, and a pair of leather boots all popped up.

Light smoke comes.

Guan Luoyang smelled a smell like burning cowhide in his nose, and walked slowly to the middle of the ring.

Boom!!!

Juli jumped onto the ring, with the veins on his forehead slightly protruding. He took a long stride and rushed to Guan Luoyang. He reached out with both hands and grabbed his shoulders.

These two hands brought up a sinister sound that reached Guan Luoyang's ears.

Guan Luoyang's ears jumped, the muscles from the shoulder blades to the back of the neck bulged, his shoulders and back were as tight as iron, and his arms were raised one step.

A muffled sound spread from the spot.

The sound of the two people's arms colliding even surpassed the sound of the broken boards under Guan Luoyang's feet.

In the eyes of others, Guan Luoyang suddenly looked shorter.

However, the construction of this arena was very particular. Under the wooden planks was a layer of logs as thick as a thigh. Under the logs, soil was filled with sacks and compacted.

Although Guan Luoyang's feet sank an inch, he still didn't fall, and his arms changed between hardness and softness very quickly. When he was parrying, his entire shoulders, back and arms were as hard as a large piece of iron cast together.

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But as soon as they collided, his hands and forearms slid forward, his palms opened like a python's mouth, his thumbs pinched Juri's elbows, bent inward, and pressed down.

Master Juli's arms were forced to droop forward, his hands were empty, and he suddenly clenched his fingers, as if full strength overflowed from his fingers.

The most exposed blood vessels and the weakest part of his arm were made as hard as bamboo wrapped with a layer of oil-soaked iron sheet due to such luck. It was tough and slippery. With a flick of his arms, he was freed from Guan Luoyang's grip.

But Juli's jaw immediately shook, and his face jerked upward.

It turned out that after Guan Luoyang's fingers were freed, he raised his hand and whipped him. The five fingers of his right hand were as soft as cotton, and the back of his hand was as fast as a steel whip. He hit Juri's chin right in the middle. He hit his collarbone with the palm of his left hand and pushed him out with one palm.

Juli's feet were off the ground, his collarbone was in the palm of his hand, and his upper body was unbalanced and hit the ground. He quickly held his head to protect the back of his head, rolled over twice on the ground and stood up.

The surface of the arena trembled slightly as he rolled over, as if he was being crushed by some big iron wheel.

But after such a heavy blow and collision, he stood up, covered in dust and sawdust, completely fine, and showed a mouth of teeth blackened by concoction, giving a thumbs up.

"A good warrior has the courage to be wild, but it's not enough."

Under the ring, Wei Dinggong thought to himself: 'With the power of Wu Si, he really used the toughest methods as soon as he got on the stage.'

This Master Juli is a great expert in the art of witchcraft and poison.

In southern Yunnan and Nanyang, the legend of witchcraft is widely circulated. It is said that in every village, there is a witchcraft or two that can cast poison with one or two hands.

Most people's impressions of Gu are very crude and simple. They think that poisonous insects such as snakes, scorpions, poisonous silkworms, toads, and geckos are put in the same container using special methods to kill each other, and finally kill each other.

The winner is the Gu, which can parasitize in other people's bodies to achieve effects such as harm and supervision.

Even the glyph of the word "gu" means "worm on top of the vessel".

But in fact, here in Nanyang, in addition to using live insects as voodoos, there is also a large category that uses leather as voodoos.

Animals born in cold areas often have fine fur, but the fiber of the skin is relatively rough, and raccoons and foxes are representatives of them.

And like here in Nanyang, the climate is warm and humid all year round, which is often the source of fine, soft and fine leather.

Leather tanners can divide a piece of intact cowhide into eight layers with exquisite skills. The outermost layer, also called leather green, is highly malleable and breathable.

Skilled Gu masters use this kind of skin as a raw material for casting spells in a variety of ways.

If you want to harm people, the most common way is to cut it into very small pieces, sprinkle three or two small pieces in the food, and be swallowed by the person. If you do it secretly, you can make the person die from abdominal distension.

You can also make carvings, make leather sculptures, and bury them secretly, which will harm the feng shui of other people's homes, ruin their official and financial fortunes, and shorten the lives of their children and grandchildren.

If you want to save someone, you can wrap a child in leather and fish it out under water to eliminate diseases. You can use green skin to replace the skin of a burned person, making it look as new as new. You can even use it to carve portraits of your ancestors and offer sacrifices.

Undead, absorb incense.

In the previous fight, Master Juli used a leather painting to absorb the opponent's magic power, and then released a cloud of smoke like a galloping bison, knocking the opponent off the stage.

The Gu technique he is using now is called "The Power of Wu Si". He needs to use the skins of twelve dead buffaloes, compare them with various parts of the human body, and take different parts of the skins from each cow to contain the soul and vegetable tan.

support.

The use of this kind of Gu technique requires a lot of physical strength, so he trained himself to be so strong. When he cast the spell, the power of twelve buffaloes wrapped around his body, making it impossible for him to penetrate with spears or pierce with bows and arrows.

Entering, you have enough courage to hold up the city gate.

Guan Luoyang stared at his chin and shook the back of his hand.

The touch that hit my chin just now was like it had hit a very thick layer of grease, and it slid away. At most, it was only half-strength.

"If you're so durable, I'll feel relieved."

Guan Luoyang let out a breath, his breathing was steady, his mouth and nose were circulating endlessly, his body was in a trance, as if he was half a head taller, his body swayed, and he hit Master Juli head-on.

Juli took a good posture, slammed his arms, and the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Having mastered Qi training and changing his center of gravity at will, Guan Luoyang seemed to be putting all his strength on his upper body to hit the opponent's head and face, but in the middle of a strong charge, his waist suddenly collapsed, his posture change was so smooth, and one of his legs was shoveled out like a razor.

Juli was kicked and staggered forward. Guan Luoyang's body heaved, and a sliding shovel turned into a lunge. His upper body was lifted by the power of his waist and hips. He twisted his arm to shoot the sky cannon and hit Juli's chin again.

This time he still had that extremely slippery and tough feeling, taking away his power.

But compared to the whipper just now, the force of this soaring cannon is more than double. Even if most of it is removed, it can still hit Juri's entire body into the air.

Guan Luoyang straightened his body, jumped forward to grab his belt, swung his arm half-pivot, looked in the direction of Juli's disciple, and threw him out.

"Master!" "Guru!" "Abbot..."

More than a dozen disciples raised their hands at the same time, stretching out their palms to catch Juli.

Several disciples in the front row retracted their hands, put down their Juli, and asked anxiously and concernedly.

Juli's jaw was sore, his mind was dizzy and swollen, and he still didn't understand how he was beaten down.

Guan Luoyang, who was on the stage, maintained a state of mastery in Qi training, as if he was taking a breath for an eternity. He raised his finger and made a gesture, raised one finger, then spread his palm in an invitation gesture, and looked around.

If the first one goes down, who will come next?

"I'm a poor man, come and learn from me."

This is the winner of the fourth battle, Xingwu Daochang of Jianping Mansion.

There was a touch of silver in his hair, and he was shaking a feather fan. Before he took the stage, he shook his sleeves once he took a step, and out came small military commanders made of bamboo strips and paper. Some held swords and guns in their hands, with flags behind their backs.

, some hold snakes in their left hands and lift axes horizontally.

When he came to the stage, the Taoist priest waved his feather fan, and a burst of smoke rolled through the air. Six armored soldiers with stiff faces and tall stature were around him, and they rushed towards Guan Luoyang together.

This Liujia God General is half-true and half-false. You say he is true, but he has no vital points. There is actually no flesh and blood under his armor. He is false, but he can actually cut off hands and feet, behead people, and even use his own on the battlefield.

If the body collides with the cavalry, the armored iron horse will be killed on the spot.

But Guan Luoyang let go of his hands and feet at this time, and with the strength of his second practice, he used his hand to hit the cannon hammer, slashing and killing in a series, and in one fell swoop, he beat the four heavy-armored generals into the ring and exploded them into pieces.

He was about to shoot the remaining two to death when Taoist priest Xingwu stood up in fear and jumped off the stage.

"I have given up, don't do anything, don't do anything!"
To be continued...
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