It was not until the fist stopped that the wind in the tunnel suddenly roared. The natural energy was in a mess, and all the fog was blown away. The smooth and steep stone wall began to peel like a pastry that had been kept for a long time. The stone wall that had become brittle rustled and fell like a rain of paper-thin stone chips.
The fist was extremely stable and did not tremble in the slightest. The hard knuckles were pale white, looking like a strong bamboo in the wind, or like the round handle of a steel knife. To be able to suddenly stop when the indomitable momentum had reached its peak, and to be able to be so stable, it proved that the middle-aged man who punched this fist was very powerful.
But the more powerful the middle-aged man and his fist were, the more powerful the Eldest Brother of the Academy was.
The Eldest Brother looked at the fist calmly and did not say a word.
The middle-aged man slowly bent his elbow and retracted his fist.
The Eldest Brother's gentle eyes fell on the middle-aged man's face.
The middle-aged man slightly lowered his head and silently took a step back.
The Eldest Brother's eyes fell on the stone chips under the middle-aged man's feet.
The middle-aged man slightly frowned and silently took another step back.
The Eldest Brother calmly looked at his shoulder.
The middle-aged man retreated again.
The Eldest Brother continued to look at him.
The middle-aged man retreated again and again until he was about to exit the passageway.
At this moment, he suddenly stopped and slightly raised his thick silkworm-like eyebrows. He calmly looked back at the Eldest Brother's gentle eyes and opened his blood-red lips slightly. He said in a voice that was like metal and stone, "I'm sorry."
As the two words burst out from his lips, the half-stretched fist in front of him slowly loosened. The five fingers slowly released like old bamboo blooming, and then suddenly shrank!
An extremely powerful and overbearing aura was released from the middle-aged man, making his clothes flutter in the wind. An invisible force was released between the five fingers that were spread out and then closed again, aiming at Ning Que's chest and abdomen through the air!
After all, he was a powerhouse at the Peak state of Martial Arts. Although he was afraid of the Eldest Brother of the Academy, it did not mean that he would become a coward in front of him and would not dare to attack at all.
When the Eldest Brother appeared, he had been showing weakness and retreated again and again. But when he was about to exit the passageway and saw that he could not threaten Ning Que at all, when everyone had begun to relax, he made his move!
With a tearing sound, the cloth in front of Ning Que's chest broke.
The iron box tied to the cloth belt suddenly flew out and landed in the hands of the middle-aged man.
By transforming the killing intent of his fist into the intent of binding his fingers, he displayed the deepest understanding of martial arts. His grasp of timing and his strong decisiveness allowed him to apply the art of war to the confrontation of force. He could be said to be like a god in the art of war.
There were very few people in the world who could cultivate martial arts and the art of war to the pinnacle.
Even in the Great Tang Empire, only the four Great Generals could do it.
With the iron box in hand, the middle-aged man had nothing else to ask for. He looked at Eldest Brother silently and continued to slowly retreat out of the valley. His speed did not seem to increase, but he had retreated more than ten feet in an instant.
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Looking at the figure of the middle-aged man retreating out of the valley, Eldest Brother was slightly taken aback. He was indeed surprised that the middle-aged man had clearly intended to retreat, but in the end, he still forced himself to attack. He sighed and said, "Why bother?"
Eldest Brother did not speak too slowly, but his tone was a little light. It seemed that there was a very strange pause before every word, so it seemed that he had said the word "why bother" for a long time.
Even he did not expect the middle-aged man's action, so he did not have time to respond. Of course, Ning Que did not have any reaction. He did not come to his senses until the middle-aged man retreated far away with the iron box.
Moreover, he had suffered too much shock at this time and had no spare time to think about other problems.
According to the description of appearance that he had memorized for so many years, that powerful middle-aged man with eyebrows like black silkworms and lips like thick blood should be Xia Hou? The Xia Hou who killed the whole family of the General's Mansion and turned his happy life into cultivation in the underworld? The Xia Hou who massacred several villages at the border and killed Darkie's whole family?
And who was this scholar who wore a tattered coat and straw sandals beside him? Ning Que had seen him on the first day he entered the Academy. He clearly remembered this clean, amiable and trustworthy scholar who made him fearful. He remembered that the scholar wanted to exchange the water ladle at his waist for his big black umbrella. At this time, he had already guessed that this scholar was probably his Eldest Brother.
After Eldest Brother sighed, he looked at Ning Que and asked, "Is the box important? Do you want to snatch it back? "
Ning Que did not understand why the middle-aged man, who might be Xia Hou, wanted to snatch the iron box. He also did not understand why the scholar, who might be his Eldest Brother, could still ask such a slow question at this time. The box contained the ashes of Master Lotus, which was not worth a single cent. Of course, there was no need to take the risk to snatch it back. However, the other party had already snatched it for such a long time. Wasn't it a little too slow to ask him now?
Suddenly, he remembered that Chen Pipi had once told him that Eldest Brother was very serious when he did things. That was why he moved very slowly, very slowly … Today, he had seen that Eldest Brother was indeed a very slow person.
Ning Que bowed respectfully and said with his head lowered, "The box is not important. There is no need to snatch it."
Then, he raised his head and looked at it seriously. It was a scholar who wore a cotton-padded coat and tattered shoes. An old book was stuck at his waist and a water ladle was tied to it. He did not give off any strong aura, nor was he tall or mighty.
However, standing beside this scholar, Ning Que felt inexplicably safe. He felt calm and happy, as if he had returned home and knew that no one would dare to bully him. It was like standing under a lush green tree, unafraid of the outside world's wind and rain. This absolute and unquestionable sense of security even moved him to silence.
Eldest Brother could roughly understand his feelings at this time and smiled warmly. When he began to seriously think about how he should start a conversation with his Youngest Brother, he suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky in surprise.
The fog in the mountain road had long been shattered by the fist, and the fog was still lingering in the air. Looking up at the sky, he could not see the Snow-capped Peak at all. He could only see that the fog had been torn open, and there was a figure in front of the crack!
The figure should have jumped down from the Snow-capped Peak, or more like it had jumped down from the sky. It continuously broke through the air and fog, making a heart-palpitating low vibrating sound. It could be imagined how fast it had reached.
The thin fog on the mountain road dispersed with a bang, and a circular hole appeared. The figure fell from it, wrapped in a semicircle of water mist, and the bloody flame on its legs was burning vigorously.
A strong and overbearing aura shrouded the ground from the figure, locking the area of dozens of feet.
The pair of old boots, which had walked all the way from the cold region of the Far North, was getting closer and closer to the ground, and was about to step on the middle-aged man's head.
When the middle-aged man came, he was like fire, and when he retreated, he was also extremely fast. However, the person who jumped down from the sky had obviously been lying in wait for a long time. He had actually locked the ground of dozens of feet in a domineering manner, knowing that no matter where the middle-aged man retreated, he would not be able to completely avoid it.
More importantly, he hoped that the middle-aged man would avoid it. Under such circumstances, as long as the middle-aged man avoided it again today, the breath that the other party relied on to survive in this world would be exhausted, and the result would be death!
However, what could he do if he did not avoid it?
The last time the man jumped down from the sky, it was the first time his old boots had stepped on the Wilderness. With one step, he had crushed the shield of the strongest warrior of the Royal Court Tribe, and trampled the sorcerer into a puddle of blood!
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The middle-aged man did not avoid it, because he knew he could not avoid it, because he could clearly feel the murderous intent of the foot above his head, and the familiar and even somewhat intimate sense of ruthlessness.
Although he had not smelled it for many years, no matter how long it had been, as long as he smelled it, he would be vigilant and silent. Because it was also his smell, the smell that belonged to the Enlightenment Sect.
The middle aged man's eyebrows that were dense like black silkworms suddenly rose up, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his handsome face. His feet sank into the hard stone ground with a bang, and he bent his knees and transferred all the cultivation in his body into his right fist.
He smashed his fist towards the sky!
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The old boots with blood red flames, and the fist with a metallic luster, met in the valley.
The powerful and domineering aura directly tore the primordial qi of the universe in the valley into countless tiny turbulence. The turbulence could not escape in all directions, but was pitifully wrapped in by these two completely opposite and even conflicting yet equally domineering and powerful auras, forming two semi-circular air shields.
The semi-circular air shield around the old boots flashed with a blood red light, and spat towards the sky with a hissing sound.
The semi-circular air shield around the fist flashed with a golden luster, and spat towards the ground with a hissing sound.
Except for the hissing sound of the air splashing, the valley was dead silent.
The Hulan Sea in the distance outside the valley suddenly trembled. Dozens of tiny cracks appeared on the increasingly solid ice surface, which was blown by the cold wind. At the intersection of the cracks, ice avalanches and water appeared. A few fish that were not so fat jumped out of the ice holes, and were frozen after struggling for a while on the ice.
Then, a sound came from the valley.
The sound was extremely loud, and contained pure power, like a clap of thunder.
A big pit half the depth of a person appeared on the ground.
After the clap of thunder came a distant echo, like the sound of a bell.
The stone chips that had just been shattered by the two auras no longer flew in the air, but calmly fell down.
Mo Shanshan and the others, who were shocked by the two auras again, found that they were not seriously injured.
The two most domineering auras in the world collided, but there was almost no leakage of power. Instead, they accurately locked each other, and then the distant heaven and earth gave enough response. When the two domineering auras collided, they actually evolved into a grand feeling. What state had the two people who were fighting reached?
Eldest Brother looked at the collision of the two absolute powers in front of him, and even he was full of praise. He said seriously to Ning Que, who was standing behind him, "The previous masters of the Devil's Doctrine were basically all killed by Youngest Uncle. Now it is very difficult to see two great masters of the Devil's Doctrine face to face. Youngest Brother, you have to carefully observe and learn."
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