Six Splitting Mountain Forms — Mountain Back, Mountain Crash, Mountain Split, Mountain Shattering Hammer, Mountain Destruction, Mountain Force, Mountain Annihilation.
Six Splitting Mountain Forms was a fierce and unyielding martial art. It was extremely violent and ferocious, and each form had the power to topple mountains and overturn seas.
[Six Mountain Splitter Styles] was not a high-tier martial art, but in this small arena that was ten feet long and wide, it was definitely the most threatening attack!
The current Ayesha was no longer the same as before. She had long since understood the essence of Six Splitting Mountain Forms and could use it as she pleased.
The second form — Mountain Crash, coupled with the unique Eagle Steps, and with Ayesha's current strength, the force of her charge was enough to flip a heavy truck.
The fifth form — Mountain Destruction — was several times more powerful than Mountain Crash. The force of her punch was like a rainbow, capable of destroying mountains and rocks, and enough to send an elephant flying!
Ye Motian hadn't stabilized his footing and couldn't move an inch, so there was no way he could dodge Ayesha's thunderous strike!
There was a loud bang, mixed with screams coming from all directions. Ye Motian's entire body flew out like a cannonball, drawing an arc in the air and landing heavily on a wooden coffee table 30 meters away, smashing it into smithereens.
Although the second generations present had come into contact with martial arts to a certain extent, not many of them had personally witnessed a duel between two Martial Masters who had reached the pinnacle of the Internal Strength Peak realm and had such terrifying and frightening power!
The area around the pool was a mess. All the girls, including Kerou, had fled far away. The men had also stood up and retreated five meters away, except for three people — Li Jiahang, Zhang Zhiruo, and Pei Feng.
Pei Feng glanced at Ke Rou who had a pale countenance and a trace of bewilderment in her eyes, and a wisp of a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
Almost everyone was wet from the surging pool water, except for Kerou. The water that splashed at her was blocked by Pei Feng's hidden force. Kerou must be very curious, and wanted to find out who blocked the water for her.
Their eyes met inadvertently. Pei Feng immediately avoided Kerou's gaze, but Kerou still felt Pei Feng looking at her. She was a smart girl, and after a slight pause, she stared at Pei Feng and never looked away.
… …
Ayesha stood quietly in the arena, tall and straight, not saying a word.
In the distance, Ye Motian stood up shakily from the pile of wood. He pointed at Ling Sha with his eyes wide open. "You … Pfft!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.
A bronze mirror that looked like an ancient heart-protecting mirror fell out of his clothes. The surface of the mirror was full of cracks, and the entire bronze mirror was distorted.
Pei Feng looked back, and then looked at Ayesha. He said slowly, "You knew he had a protective artifact?"
"Yes, Mr. Pei."
Ayesha cupped her hands respectfully, and said softly, "Otherwise, under my Crashing Mountain, he would have broken more than three ribs and injured his internal organs … Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured."
Pei Feng glanced at her with a faint smile, and said indifferently, "Be careful, and win. This is a cocktail party, after all, not a real martial arts competition."
"Yes, Mr. Pei."
Pei Feng looked at Li Jiahang, whose face was ashen, and eyes were malicious. He said indifferently, "Li Jiahang, what's wrong? Let's continue. The next battle is the 14th. "
Li Jiahang stared at him without blinking. After a long while, he smiled and said, "You also know that the next battle is the 14th? I have 6 wins now, and you only have 1 win. Do you think you can win?! "
Pei Feng smiled. "There are 7 more battles left. Don't worry. Don't talk about victory or defeat until the last moment. Oh, by the way, you seem to have forgotten something, Li Jiahang. "
Speaking up to here, he slightly tilted his head and asked indifferently, "Who has the check?"
"I'm here, Mr. Pei."
Han Shuang Er took out a check from her bosom.
"Put it in her jade basin."
Pei Feng pointed at the trembling beauty in the cheongsam who was hiding behind the wine counter not far away. Her face was pale.
"Do you need to check the authenticity of the check?"
He turned to look at Li Jiahang.
Li Jiahang's mouth slightly twitched. He said coldly, "No need. There are so many witnesses and surveillance videos. Do you think you can go back on your word? "
"That makes sense."
Pei Feng shrugged and gently waved his hand. "Let's start the next battle."
…
The bet of 1 billion had been made. Naturally, it was impossible to stop it because of such a small accident.
The wine table was moved away. The crowd also retreated 5 meters away. Some of the girls dared not sit by the pool in any case.
Even if they weren't by the pool, they could still draw lots.
For the 14th battle, Pei Feng was the first to draw lots. He casually drew a fight lot!
As soon as the fight lot was drawn, Li Jiahang's face became more unsightly.
The second one to draw the fight lot was Kerou.
Kerou looked at him quietly. She gently shook the fight lot in her hand and deliberately said, "What if I give up? Or fight? "
Pei Feng turned to look at her and said with a smile, "Kerou, since it is you … If you want to fight, I will give up and let you win."
As soon as these words came out, He Hua, Chang Xiaoe, and Han Shuang Er were slightly stunned. They turned to look at Kerou at the same time.
On the arena, Ayesha, who was standing quietly, also turned to look at Kerou.
At this glance, the eyes of the four girls changed. This girl … was so beautiful!
Her temperament was like a lotus. Her eyebrows were picturesque. She was so beautiful that they, as women, were instantly stunned!
Beauty was secondary. The key was Pei Feng's words just now.
Sister Vixen said that Pei Feng had a girl in his heart. Could it be … this girl called Kerou?
Kerou stared at him without blinking. Her clear eyes revealed a trace of playfulness and slyness. After a while, she pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Forget it. I don't know how to fight. I give up."
Pei Feng looked at her and smiled. Then he turned to look at Li Jiahang and slowly stretched out two fingers, "Second win. Next battle, 15th battle."
…
Fifteen battles, sixteen battles. Pei Feng won two consecutive battles. His opponents chose to give up. Ayesha also stood quietly on the arena and didn't come down.
Four consecutive battles. Pei Feng's victory count had reached four!
There were only four matches left in the Wushu Tournament!
Li Jiahang finally couldn't sit still.
"Xing Na, go change the bamboo lots!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes focused on Li Jiahang.
"Change the bamboo lots?"
Pei Feng slightly raised his eyebrows and looked up at him.
"Yes!"
Li Jiahang's face was livid. He stared at him and said word by word, "You got the first draw in four consecutive battles? Hehe, how can there be such a coincidence? I suspect that you made a mark on the draw. You cheated! You must change the bamboo lots! "
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