Nighthawk
That night, Qin Lang returned to the small building to rest, and Baima was called by Guru Dawa to serve Qin Lang.
The so-called serving was actually eroding. It was nothing more than letting Qin Lang indulge in the land of gentleness. Martial arts, fame, wealth, women, how could a young man refuse these things? Guru Dawa and the others seemed to have set a trap for Qin Lang.
Baima didn't seem to have any doubts. After becoming a cultivation partner with Qin Lang, her state of mind was still not affected at all. Qin Lang could still feel the sincerity and holiness in her.
This kind of sincerity and holiness made Qin Lang feel ashamed of his own inferiority.
Qin Lang wanted to tell her about the dark side of religion, but after seeing Baima, Qin Lang dispelled the idea. He knew that so far, Baima had only seen the holy side of religion. It was the holy side of religion that created her. If Qin Lang instilled those dark things in her, then she would truly be destroyed.
For some people, living in a beautiful fairytale-like dream was better than living in the cruel reality.
Just like the little match girl, she had been sleeping in the paradise of happiness, and it was better than living in the cold reality.
"Miss Baima, rest well. I have to fight someone tomorrow." Qin Lang explained to Baima. This way, he didn't have to share a bed with her.
"Protector Qin, I already know. Guru said that tomorrow you will fight with the young master of the Yellow Religion, Nighthawk. Nighthawk is the number one young master of the Yellow Religion. You need to conserve your energy. "
"Nightingale? Is he good at singing? "
"Not nightingale, it's Nighthawk, the eagle of the old eagle." Baima chuckled, like a lotus blooming on a snowy mountain.
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Qin Lang sat quietly in the small building for an entire night. It was not to conserve his energy, but to protect his holiness. Speaking of which, even Qin Lang himself felt that this matter was a bit stupid. How could one not be tempted in front of a beauty? However, when he saw Baima, Qin Lang really couldn't have any dirty thoughts, so he could only continue to be stupid.
The next morning, after enjoying the breakfast sent by Baima, Qin Lang went to the open space outside the Washing Cloud Temple.
This was the place where Qin Lang and the young man called Nighthawk had sparred.
However, what Qin Lang didn't expect was that apart from Guru Dawa, Tur Fan and Pubu, the two old guys, had actually come here early in the morning to watch the fun.
It seemed that no matter what era it was, violent things like martial arts competitions were very popular.
Then, Qin Lang saw a young man sitting on a rock near the cliff at the edge of the open space. The man was meditating with his eyes closed, not moving an inch. However, when Qin Lang's gaze fell on him, the young Lama suddenly sensed something. His green eyes opened, and he stood up, staring at Qin Lang with bright eyes, as if he had seen his prey.
"Hey, big brother, you're standing so high, be careful not to fall!" Qin Lang said to the young Lama, "You're Nighthawk? Stop pretending, if you fall, it'll be really troublesome! "
Hearing Qin Lang's words, the three Guru Dawa, Tur Fan, and Pubu were directly dumbfounded. This guy had taken the precepts, how could his words still be so vulgar?
"You're the Protector Qin?" Nighthawk leaped down from the rock and landed two meters away from Qin Lang, then he bowed and said, "Please advise me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nighthawk made his move, as if he couldn't bear it any longer.
Boom!
Nighthawk's palm split the air and struck towards Qin Lang's face. At the same time, a rumbling sound came from his bone marrow, like muffled thunder, giving off a feeling that it was overpowering the world.
As soon as he made his move, Nighthawk displayed the power of the Marrow Cleansing realm.
No wonder Guru Dawa said that there were many outstanding young experts in the Tantra realm. It seemed like he wasn't bragging.
The power of the Marrow Cleansing realm seemed to be enough to suppress the strength of Qin Lang's Hardness and Flexibility realm.
However, how could Qin Lang's true strength be measured by his realm? Just as Nighthawk's palm struck, Qin Lang's body seemed to naturally and peacefully sense it. He used the Blood Crow Floating on Water movement technique and floated back, easily dodging Nighthawk's palm that had been accumulating power for a long time.
Qin Lang didn't make a move, but Guru Dawa, Tur Fan, and Pubu all revealed looks of horror. It wasn't because of Qin Lang's profound movement technique, but because of Qin Lang's reaction. The three of them could already tell that this was a natural reaction from Qin Lang's body!
Just the day before yesterday, Guru Dawa had told Qin Lang about the secret of having a heart like a mirror and a body like a Bodhi. They didn't expect that in just two days, Qin Lang could actually achieve the unity of mind and body, allowing his mind and body to be in a unified state. He had completely achieved the miraculous state of having a heart like a mirror and a body like a Bodhi.
In other words, when Qin Lang's mental power sensed Nighthawk's attack, his body immediately reacted. As for other martial artists, they would first use their eyes to see their opponent's attack, then think of countermeasures in their mind. Naturally, they would be much slower.
In the world of martial arts, only speed was unbeatable. Qin Lang had achieved the state of having a heart like a mirror and a body like a Bodhi. His mind and body were both in a flawless state. Even if Nighthawk's realm was higher than his, it was difficult for him to take advantage.
These three gurus had extremely brilliant foresight, so they could see where the problem was.
Qin Lang's movement technique was extremely graceful and agile. Moreover, because he dealt with it calmly, it seemed smooth and unrestrained. In an instant, Qin Lang retreated to the mountain wall. Nighthawk chased after him, turned his palm into a fist, and punched Qin Lang's chest.
Boom!
The fist had yet to arrive, but the sound was like rolling thunder. Furthermore, Nighthawk's fist force was very strange. It actually formed a white vortex in front of his fist. This was formed by the spiral vital energy driving the water vapor.
However, Qin Lang was still a little faster. His feet rubbed against the mountain wall, and his whole body immediately stuck to the mountain wall and climbed up.
Like a scorpion climbing a city.
Climbing up the steep mountain wall was like walking on flat ground! Qin Lang had finally reached this step.
However, because Qin Lang's martial arts was based on the Dragon Crouching Stance, even if he used the Scorpion Skill, it still gave people a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness. In addition to his spiritual cultivation method of Tantra, Qin Lang's temperament was also very solemn. It was obviously a vicious martial art, but when Qin Lang used it, no one felt that it was vicious.
Nighthawk's heart was a little restless after his two attacks missed. He channeled his strength into his legs and rose into the air. Qin Lang launched an attack from the air. However, at this moment, Guru Dawa couldn't help but frown, because she felt that Nighthawk was a little impatient. Although Qin Lang was retreating, his retreat was not chaotic. Even when he climbed up the stone wall, he still maintained the stance. On the other hand, Nighthawk's feet were in the air. It looked impressive, but he couldn't borrow strength from the ground, so it was very unwise.
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