Murong Fu's expression couldn't help but change. He had heard of the Shaolin Temple's' One Slap in Two '. The other 72 Consummate Skills all had their own exquisite moves, but' One Slap in Two 'was different because it only had one move in total. It used earth-shattering Internal Strength as the foundation to attack the target. If it hit a stone, stone fragments would scatter. If it hit a person's body, their soul would scatter. That was why it was called' One Slap in Two '.
'One Slap in Two' was ranked as one of the 72 Consummate Skills of the Shaolin Temple, so it must have its own advantages. Murong Fu regretted being too careless. He quickly tried to change his move to avoid a head-on confrontation with his opponent, but it was too late!
The two palms collided, and the air in the arena rippled with the two of them as the center. Murong Fu took three steps back and his face became extremely pale.
"Amitabha, Prince Murong, thank you for letting me win." Xu Zhu put his palms together and slightly bowed.
"You …" Murong Fu was anxious. He was only at a disadvantage in the exchange of palms, but Xu Zhu made it seem like the outcome was already decided. Murong Fu had just opened his mouth to speak when his True Qi leaked out. He suddenly felt his chest was stuffy and he wanted to vomit. He suddenly felt weak all over and his legs softened. He couldn't help but sit on the ground.
"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan abruptly stood up, a worried look on her face.
"What kind of move is this? How could the dignified Nan Murong be in such a difficult situation?" Seeing Murong Fu fall to the ground, the audience couldn't help but be in an uproar. Even Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but turn around to ask Song Qingshu.
"This move is called 'One Slap in Two'. It's extremely powerful, but it only made Murong Fu feel weak for a short period of time. The reason why Murong Fu is in such a difficult situation is because he heard my cousin's warning. He subconsciously wanted to change his move and unconsciously withdrew some of his Internal Strength. In this way, not only did he have to bear the power of One Slap in Two, but he also had to bear the backlash of his own Internal Strength. That's why he ended up like this."
Song Qingshu kept shaking his head. Murong Fu was clearly the top expert in the Jianghu, but every time at a critical moment, he would not be able to perform well. This time, he lost so miserably. Perhaps the people in the Jianghu would think that Gusu Murong Fu did not live up to his name.
The people in the Jianghu couldn't be blamed. Right now, the number of people in the arena who could see why Murong Fu lost could be counted with two hands. The others would only leave the impression that Murong Fu could not withstand a single blow.
Hearing the various discussions below the stage, Murong Fu's face alternated between red and white. This time, he participated in the Golden Snake Gathering with great ambition. Just before he went on stage, he was more thinking about how to deal with Ah Qing in the second round. Who would have thought that he would lose in the first round, and so miserably at that.
After adjusting his breathing for a moment, Murong Fu adjusted his True Qi again. He pushed away Wang Yuyan's hand that had reached out to support him, stood up, and walked out of the arena without looking back.
Seeing Wang Yuyan's wronged eyes reddened, Duan Yu was anxious, but at this moment, he didn't know what to do. While he was in a daze, Wang Yuyan had already lifted the hem of her dress and chased after Murong Fu. Duan Yu was about to chase after her, but Bao Butong seemed to have been prepared and blocked his way.
Seeing Duan Yu's startled face, Bao Butong sneered, "Young Master Duan, are you trying to catch up to my young master and make a fool of himself?"
Duan Yu waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, Third Brother Bao, you've misunderstood. I'm just worried about Miss Wang …"
The ridicule on Bao Butong's face deepened, "No, no, no, no, Third Brother Bao, you've misunderstood. I'm just worried about Miss Wang …"
With Song Qingshu's current strength, everything that happened here naturally did not escape his eyes. Seeing Duan Yu looking in the direction Wang Yuyan disappeared with a melancholy expression, Song Qingshu thought to himself, Previously, when he saw Duan Yu following Wang Yuyan around, he felt that he was really thick-skinned, which was a disgrace to all men. But now, looking at his eyes, it seemed that he was really infatuated with Wang Yuyan …
"Next, let's welcome the Passionless Valley's Master, Gongsun Zhi, and the young hero … Yang Guo." Huang Rong's unnatural tone quickly brought Song QingShu back to his senses. Noticing the way the one-armed youth with the heavy sword looked at Huang Rong when he stepped onto the stage, Song QingShu immediately revealed a rather playful smile.
Seeing Yang Guo's empty sleeves, Huang Rong's eyes flashed with a trace of guilt, but she knew that Yang Guo's temperament was extreme. Adding to the fact that his father, Yang Kang, was indirectly killed by her, there was already an irreconcilable enmity between them.
In fact, it was not impossible to resolve this enmity. If she really followed Guo Jing's idea and cut off Fu 'er's arm as compensation, Yang Guo's enmity would be resolved. But how could Huang Rong bear to do so?
Another way was to betroth Fu 'er to Yang Guo and let her repay him for the rest of her life. That would be a good story to tell. But Yang Guo had already rejected her once at the Heroes' Assembly, and now that his arm was cut off by Fu 'er, it was even more impossible for him to agree.
Huang Rong shook her head in distress. Even though she was quick-witted, she felt a deep sense of helplessness in her heart. She did not know how to resolve this enmity.
Suddenly, she raised her head as if she had sensed something. She realized that the Passionless Valley Master was staring at her with a burning gaze. He did not hide the look in his eyes at all. Huang Rong felt disgusted. She did not want to stay on the stage for even a second longer. When she sat down, a thought suddenly appeared in her mind. It would be great if the two of them died together in the duel …
Huang Rong shook her head and quickly chased this terrifying thought out of her mind. She focused on the duel on the stage. After not seeing each other for a long time, Yang Guo's martial arts seemed to have improved a lot. She had to watch carefully so that she would not be caught off guard in the future.
"Isn't Sister Liu with you?" Gongsun Zhi's eyes reddened when he saw the person in front of him. If Yang Guo had not suddenly appeared in the Passionless Valley, he would have been married to the Dragon Lady a long time ago and lived like an immortal. Not only did Yang Guo take away his fiancée, but he also saved that old b * tch, Qiu Qianchi. Because of this, Gongsun Zhi could not even stay in the Passionless Valley anymore and lived like a stray dog.
Yang Guo frowned and coldly snorted, "It's none of your business."
Gongsun Zhi was slightly taken aback, but when he noticed Yang Guo's expression, he quickly laughed out loud, "Back then, I thought Sister Liu would be very happy with you. Who would've thought, who would've thought that not only did you lose Sister Liu, but you've also become a cripple. How could you still be worthy of Sister Liu?"
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