Bump and knock... The sound of the palm and the stone intersecting sounds constantly on the top of Mount Hua, accompanied by the sound of surprise or lament.

Leave a mark on the stone! It seems simple, but it tests a person's internal strength and palm skills. Of course, if you practice leg skills, you can also use leg skills. But even so, there are still not many people who can leave marks on the palm.

If you look closely, you can do it for the older generation. If they practice for a long time and have deep internal strength, even if their palm skills are not high, they can forcefully leave palm prints on the stone with their profound internal strength.

Not many younger generations. To be honest, Huang Laoxie and others are only in their thirties, and they are considered younger generations. No one from them can leave a seal on the stone.

"Old naughty boy, are you coming or me?" Bai Xiaosheng didn't see many people anymore and said to the old naughty boy who was watching the show.

The old naughty boy smiled and said, "You first, the old naughty boy is not in a hurry." Seeing his smirk, Bai Xiaosheng shook his head speechlessly and quickly stepped forward. He stood on a large bluestone, narrowed his eyes slightly, exerted force under his feet, and printed on the bluestone with a snap. When he took his palm away, a shallow handprint appeared on the bluestone. His handprint was naturally incomparable to Wang Chongyang and the other five, but it was no worse than those of the older generation.

For a moment, everyone looked at Bai Xiaosheng. He was too young, even younger than Huang Yaoshi, the youngest among the five.

"Who is this person? He actually has such skills?" For a moment, everyone started to talk. Even Wang Chongyang and the other five were slightly staring at him. With Bai Xiaosheng's age, if he reached their age, he would probably be a new top expert.

"Boy, it's time to see the old naughty boy show off this time!" Passing by the old naughty boy, the guy said softly, then walked proudly to the bluestone, and slapped his palm with all his strength from the edge of Bai Xiaosheng's palm print, hitting the bluestone. He felt the palm print he had made, and took away his palm with pride. When everyone saw that his palm print was two points deeper than what Bai Xiaosheng left, only under Wang Chongyang and the five people.

"The pros and cons are worthy of being the junior brother of Chongyang Real People."

"Yeah yeah!"

For a moment, everyone was amazed, which made Zhou Botong even more proud. Look at him, he walked to Bai Xiaosheng happily with his crab legs in his arms, obviously showing off.

"You are forty this year, right?" Bai Xiaosheng suddenly asked, looking at his proud look. Zhou Botong was slightly stunned and nodded in a daze. Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "I am only twenty-four."

"What's wrong?" The guy's mind was slower, and after responding, he waited for Bai Xiaosheng with a ugly expression and said, "You little brat, did you mean I took advantage of your age?"

"Isn't it?" Bai Xiao asked for a natural question, leaving Zhou Botong speechless. He was so angry that his face turned purple and red, pointing at Bai Xiaosheng, "You...you...you" for a long time, but no fart came out.

"Hehe..." He grinned at him, and Bai Xiaosheng turned his eyes to the scene. After Bai Xiaosheng and Zhou Botong, the hundred people quickly finished the experiment one by one. There were only thirty-seven people who could leave palm prints on the stone. Except for Wang Chongyang and the five, there were only three people under the age of forty, including Bai Xiaosheng.

At this time, Ouyang Feng stood up again and said to Wang Chongyang: "Wang Chongyang, there are 37 people, how can we compare next?"

"Next, let's fight freely. The winner advances and retreats. We are all fellow martial arts. Please leave two points in the battle. Don't do things that your relatives will feel happy with your enemies."

After saying that, he stepped out. Ouyang Feng smiled, his body flashed, and rushed to the front of a man, shouting: "That's right! Then I'll let me clean up these extra people first."

"What are you doing?" The person in front of him was shocked, and he shouted in surprise after retreating. However, he glanced at Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng sneered, and his body jumped and he pressed tightly against the person and slapped him with a palm.

"Old poison, it's cruel enough to take action!"

At the critical moment, the old beggar jumped out and kicked the man away, saving his life from Ouyang Feng's palm. The guy was also well-behaved and said without waiting to get up, "I admit defeat!"

Ouyang Feng sneered, and didn't look at him, but just stared at Hong Qigong with a murderous intent on his face. Hong Qigong was not afraid of him, and responded with a provocative look on his face.

At this time, Huang Yaoshi interrupted the two of them again. He bent his hands and two sounds of breaking through the air instantly hit the two of them and hit their shoulders. After two strokes, both of them were knocked to the ground by two small stones and could not get up for a moment.

"Haha... the island master is good at fingering!" Emperor Duan laughed and Yi Yang pointed his hand. The fingering force of the shot was as powerful as a laser. In just an instant, two more were eliminated.

Seeing that the three of them had taken action, Hong Qigong laughed loudly and said, "Since all three of them took action, that old beggar is not polite!" He ignored Ouyang Feng, made his hands into palms, and his body stretched out, swept across the air. Wherever the palm wind came out, he actually slapped the three of them away one after another.

"Good palm technique!"

Emperor Duan and Huang Yaoshi praised him, but Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, waved his hand and slapped him out with a palm. He took action much more ruthlessly, and the man who beat him vomited blood.

In the crowd, Bai Xiaosheng looked speechless. This girl was not a martial arts competition, it was obviously a five-person performance!

He thought for a moment, and the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed. He sprung his body and came to Huang Yaoshi. He pointed the sword straight and said, "I heard that the Lord of Huang Dao is also studying sword techniques. Please give me some advice."

Huang Yaoshi was slightly stunned, and a playful smile appeared on his handsome face. He said, "Okay, okay, boy is a good person!"

With a smile, Bai Xiaosheng was not polite. He handed the sword and the sword light was fascinated. In the haze, a glance stabbed Huang Yaoshi's chest. With a tingling sound, Huang Yaoshi bounced his right hand and the huge force instantly bounced Bai Xiaosheng's sword. He was slightly shocked. He could not have imagined that Huang Yaoshi's finger had such a great force. The long sword flipped, Bai Xiaosheng took advantage of the force to stab and cut, blocking Huang Yaoshi's path forward.

Seeing this hand changing rapidly, Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and inserted his palm into the sword curtain, slapped it quickly. Bai Xiaosheng's sword technique changed again, and he cut his momentum and forced Huang Yaoshi to change his palm technique.

The two of them moved only in a square inch, but the sword and palms changed, but they were blinded by the eyes. Look at the two of them, they only had ten short moves, but there were forty or fifty changes. It was so dazzling!

"Boy, the sword technique is good. Let you see my jade flute sword technique!" Huang Yaoshi smiled in a loud voice, and the green jade flute shot out from his waist, pointing to Bai Xiaosheng's chest. Bai Xiaosheng did not allow any permission. The long sword bent and pricked Huang Yaoshi's navel from the bottom to the top. His sword was longer than Xiao, and if Huang Yaoshi did not change his moves, he would definitely be taken advantage of by Bai Xiaosheng. However, the fact was beyond everyone's expectations. Just looking at Huang Yaoshi's feet, it seemed that he had passed Bai Xiaosheng's long sword, but the jade flute still pointed to Bai Xiaosheng's chest quickly.

The pupils were tightened, Bai Xiaosheng used force under his feet, and his body quickly flew away. At the same time, the long sword turned and cut from bottom to top towards the jade flute.

Huang Yaoshi Yuxiao did not hide or avoid, but his left hand suddenly popped out. With a sound of touch, a stone hit Bai Xiaosheng's wrist, making it impossible for him to exert force. The sword flew out. However, when he slowed down his feet, Huang Yaoshi Yuxiao hit the chest.

He looked at Yu Xiao, smiled bitterly, and said, "Master Huangdao, I lost!"

Nodded, Huang Yaoshi did not say much, but walked to the side. Bai Xiaosheng picked up the long sword and walked out of the field with some loss. Eighteen moves... Haha... I thought he could support hundreds of moves, but I didn't expect that it was only eighteen moves. Thinking of it, Bai Xiaosheng shook his head hard, but his eyes looked at the old naughty boy. He remembered that in the The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the old naughty boy had 45 moves under Ouyang Feng, so why could he only take eighteen moves under Huang Yaoshi?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he was. If he said that he would not change it, what went wrong?

Just when Bai Xiaosheng fell into his heart and was at a loss, the old naughty boy came to him at some point, patted his shoulder, and woke Bai Xiaosheng up. He looked at Zhou Botong and said angrily: "What? Look at your brother's joke."

"Go! Who is laughing at you? The old naughty boy is going to play. You kid, don't be absent-minded." He smiled and the old naughty boy suddenly said, "Senior brother just said that your sword moves are fierce, but they are too aggressive, otherwise they would not have lost in just eighteen moves." After that, the old naughty boy jumped into the field, but found the old beggar and tasted his eighteen palms of the dragon subduing.

And behind, Bai Xiaosheng was stunned!

The attack is too strong... I am using attack instead of defense. What's wrong with it? The Dugu Nine Swords are still attacking and no defense. Thinking of it, Bai Xiaosheng patted his head and cursed: "I am really running. Although my attack moves are fierce, I naturally don't have enough to see when I meet a master. If I fight with Huang Yaoshi, if I base myself on defense, it won't be like this." As he said that, he thought of Huang Yaoshi's move to avoid his sword, which should be a kind of footwork. In that case, ordinary people can only avoid it, but when they encounter masters like Huang Yaoshi, they can't do it.

‘It seems that I was poisoned too deeply by the Dugu Nine Swords. Although this sword technique is beneficial, it actually depends on people. Using it in Linghu Chong’s hands is inferior to Feng Qingyang. His own sword technique is also. When he encounters something that is inferior to himself or is similar to himself, he can still gain the upper hand, but when he encounters something that is more beneficial than himself, he has many flaws. The sword technique is mixed, the sword technique is mixed... Why did I forget that the premise of the sword technique is human?’

After cursing himself a few words, Bai Xiaosheng, who had figured it out, was no longer confused, but looked at the fight between Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong in the field seriously.
Chapter completed!