novelaction Chapter 213 Things are unpredictable
Chapter 213 Things are unpredictable
Luo Shu witnessed the thrilling contest between Jin Zha and Mu Zha from the side, and his heart was filled with indescribable relief and anticipation.
He walked forward slowly, his eyes full of love and pride for his disciples, patted them on the shoulders gently, and said earnestly:
"You two, your competition today has impressed me. Your progress is extraordinary and far exceeds my expectations."
“It is a great pleasure for me as your teacher to see you work so hard and persevere.”
Upon hearing this, Jin Zha bowed respectfully and said:
"Thank you for the compliment, Master. I will continue to work hard and live up to your high expectations."
Mu Zha followed closely behind, with a determined light in his eyes, and said:
"Master, although I lost to my brother today, I learned a lot from it."
"I will turn this failure into motivation and practice harder, striving to catch up with my brother as soon as possible."
Luo Shu looked at the two disciples, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and continued:
"You can inspire each other and make progress together. This is what I want to see most as a teacher."
“Remember, the path of cultivation is long and difficult, but as long as you have faith and perseverance, nothing can stop you from moving forward.”
"I hope that you can work hand in hand with me in the future to face more challenges together and create your own glory."
Jin Zha and Mu Zha looked at each other, conveying firm belief and deep brotherhood to each other.
After a moment, Luo Shu looked at Jin Zha and Mu Zha and continued:
"Well, Jinzha and Muzha, your performance is already outstanding enough to prove that your hard training during this period of time has not been in vain."
"Now, it's time for your senior brother and second senior brother to show off their skills."
"Remember, the path of cultivation is endless. Every exchange and discussion is an improvement for you."
When Jin Zha and Mu Zha heard this, a warm feeling surged in their hearts. They were well aware of their master's expectations and teachings.
Then, the two of them bowed respectfully and said in unison:
"Yes, Master. We will keep this in mind and continue to work hard."
After saying that, they tacitly stepped aside, their eyes showing anticipation for the upcoming competition and admiration for the strength of the eldest and second brothers.
As Jin Zha and Mu Zha retreated, the atmosphere seemed to become more tense and full of expectation.
At this time, Yuan Hong and Yang Jian, who heard what their master Luo Shu said, flashed and came to the battlefield.
Yuan Hong and Yang Jian stood opposite each other, their figures appearing particularly tall in the interweaving of light and shadow.
Yuan Hong was dressed in a dark robe with fluttering sleeves, as if he could turn into a shadow in the night at any time.
His eyes were deep, as if he could see into people's hearts, and there was a faint and confident smile on the corners of his mouth.
As for Yang Jian, he was dressed in a snow-white robe, like a descending god of war. The three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand shone with a cold light, reflecting his resolute and unyielding face.
"Big Brother, please!"
Yang Jian spoke first. He bowed and his tone showed respect for his senior brother, but also revealed a confidence that should not be underestimated.
He bent his legs slightly and lowered his body's center of gravity, like a cheetah ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
Yuan Hong smiled slightly, and that smile showed both recognition of his junior fellow apprentice's ability and the calmness and confidence of a senior brother.
"Second Junior Brother, your strength is obvious to all. Let's have a good fight today!"
His words were concise and powerful, and every word seemed to contain a tremendous force that made people involuntarily feel awe.
After saying this, Yuan Hong slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upwards, and then suddenly clenched it. The surrounding air seemed to be pulled by his clench.
I saw a ray of purple-gold light bursting out from his palm and quickly condensed into a majestic purple-gold coiled dragon stick.
The purple-gold coiled dragon stick has dragon patterns entwined and lifelike, emitting a frightening aura. It is a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure bestowed by the Golden Spirit Mother, and its power is extraordinary.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Hong, holding the purple-gold Panlong stick, suddenly jumped up, like a tiger that had been sleeping for thousands of years suddenly waking up, and rushed towards Yang Jian with unparalleled momentum.
Every step he took seemed to step on everyone's heartstrings, causing waves of violent fluctuations.
Wherever the tip of the stick pointed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving tiny cracks in the space, demonstrating the terrifying power of this attack.
Seeing this, Yang Jian also looked solemn. He knew very well how powerful the Purple Gold Coiled Dragon Stick was, but facing the attack from his senior brother, he was not afraid at all.
So, he took a deep breath, planted his feet firmly on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body surged out like a rushing river, gathering on the three-pointed, two-edged spear in his hand.
The tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, echoing the purple-gold Panlong stick in the distance. The two powerful forces collided violently in the air, as if even the heaven and earth changed color.
Yang Jian was agile and flexible, like a dragon playing in the water. He kept changing his position, trying to find Yuan Hong's flaws.
Yuan Hong, on the other hand, was as steady as a rock, and his stick skills were extremely powerful. Every blow was powerful and hit the vital points directly.
The two men fought back and forth on the battlefield, and the fight was difficult to determine.
The sounds of the purple-gold coiled dragon stick and the three-pointed double-edged spear clashing one after another, resounding through the sky and stirring up circles of air waves visible to the naked eye.
As the battle deepened, every collision between the purple-gold Panlong stick and the three-pointed double-edged spear seemed to be the collapse of the sky and the earth, releasing a deafening roar.
The sticks and guns intertwined in the air to form a dense attack network. Every clash stirred up circles of energy ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions and distorting the surrounding air.
The dragon pattern on the purple gold coiled dragon stick seemed to come alive, and with every swing of Yuan Hong, a faint purple-gold light was emitted, wrapping the stick like a giant dragon about to take off.
Yang Jian's three-pointed, two-edged spear was like silver lightning, flexible and swift. The collision between the spear tip and the stick body constantly made a "clang clang" sound of metal collision, crisp and powerful.
Nezha, Jinzha and others all stared at the thrilling duel between Yuan Hong and Yang Jian, their eyes flashing with awe and yearning for the battle between the strong.
"Master Brother's stick skills have really improved. Every strike is like a mountain collapsing. It's breathtaking!"
Jin Zha couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, his voice was a little excited, and he obviously admired Yuan Hong's strength.
Nezha nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with eagerness to try:
"Yes, Second Brother's spear skills are also flexible and varied. He can always find flaws at the critical moment. The two are really equally strong."
"This battle is simply a visual feast, a feast for the eyes!"
Mu Zha beside him sighed, although his voice was soft, he could not hide the shock in his heart.
"That's right, the battle between Yuan Hong and Yang Jian, a strong duel, is indeed more interesting than our two groups."
Xiaobai on the side took over the conversation, his tone full of admiration for Yuan Hong and Yang Jian.
Luo Shu stood quietly aside, his eyes that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts flashing with a deep light. The breeze blew on his face, lifting a strand of hair.
Hearing the sighs of Nezha, Jinzha and others, Luo Shu inadvertently curled up the corners of his mouth into a meaningful smile, thinking secretly in his heart.
"The fate in this world is truly amazing."
Luo Shu sighed in his heart, his eyes penetrated the noise of the crowd and locked onto Yang Jian and Yuan Hong who were fighting fiercely.
"Yang Jian, Yuan Hong, whether as former rivals or current fellow disciples, their fates always seem to be guided by an invisible force."
"Let them make friends with martial arts and compete with each other in this primitive land.
"However, having said that, the strength of these two people is indeed hard to tell apart, and each has his own strengths."
Luo Shu's voice was deep and magnetic, and his words revealed his recognition and admiration for the two men's abilities. "Yang Jian, your spear skills are agile, like a dragon soaring into the sky. Every move you make contains endless changes and possibilities."
"And Yuan Hong's stick skills are fierce, like a tiger descending from the mountain. Every strike is powerful and heavy, and it goes straight to the heart."
"Although the two have very different styles, they can both bring out the essence of their respective spiritual treasures to the extreme. Such a battle is really rare."
At this point, Luo Shu couldn't help but shake his head slightly, with a playful smile on his face, "It seems that the outcome of this battle is really unpredictable."
"However, regardless of the outcome, it is a rare experience and growth for them."
"After all, it is not easy to meet such an equally matched opponent on the path of cultivation."