Zuo Lengchan felt a different feeling in his heart. He only felt that Song Qingshu's palm techniques were becoming more and more smooth, and he was afraid that if he would continue to stalemate like this, the other party might be able to integrate several different styles of palm techniques.
And he had a little thought of surpassing Song Qingshu. He just now defeated Chongxu with one sword. If he could beat him, the Songshan Sect and his prestige would be at its peak. Thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he fought for his internal strength to greatly lose his internal energy, wield the ice true energy at his fingertips, and slowly pointed to the other party.
Song Qingshu's heart was trembling, knowing that this was Zuo Lengchan's unique move, Han Bing True Qi, but he was determined to try his best to the most yang Shenzhao True Qi, without dodging, and won with one punch.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two men who were as fast as lightning just now settled down.
The others on the Jade Emperor's top seemed to Zuo Lengchan's face getting paler and paler, and a trace of frost was frozen on the stone slabs standing on both feet, but Song Qingshu had a solemn expression, and a red light flashed faintly on his face.
National Master, will Mr. Song have something to do?Seeing that Zuo Lengchan could actually freeze all the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was shocked and couldn't help but feel sweat for Song Qingshu.
But Jiumozhi smiled with confidence: Mainman, you can rest assured that masters compete for internal strength, and the winner is already between the front line.This left leader cannot reach the state of restraint and release freely, which leads to the leakage of true qi in his body.On the other hand, Mr. Song has a strong internal force but does not release it, and it is long and heavy. At most, Zuo Lengchan will be defeated if he has a stick of incense.
Zuo Lengchan in the field was shocked when he heard Jiumozhi's comments. He thought that in order to show off, he often deliberately let Hanbing's true energy leak out, attracting his disciples to admire the admiration of the admiration. But he knew that it was so unbearable in the eyes of a real master.
He was embarrassed and angry, and he couldn't breathe in one breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot inner breath surging.
Everyone in Taishan saw Zuo Lengchan squirting blood, retreating more than ten feet, closing his teeth, and obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic true energy in his body and smiled faintly: We won the first game.Turn around and walk back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu won a game, Jiumozhi suddenly realized that this battle was almost certain. He smiled and stood out, looking at the heroes: The Qing Dynasty national teacher, Jiumozhi, the Ming Dynasty king of the Tubo Great Lun, has long admired the masters of the Central Plains, so I came to ask for advice.
Everyone on the Jade Emperor's top was terrified, but they couldn't imagine who could beat him for a moment. The Golden Snake King, who is recognized as the highest martial arts, believed that he was only 50% compared to him. Everyone decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Considering that he had lost one game, the candidate for this second game became a problem.
Amitabha!I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple. I am not talented, so I dare to come and see it.With the Buddha's name, Master Fang Zheng slowly walked into the scene.
What a roar of a Vajra Lion!Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that in terms of internal strength, the other party seemed to be no less than him.
There are rumors in the martial arts world that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by yours at Dali Shijie Temple. I dare to ask the Ming King, but I wonder if it is true?Master Fang Zheng raised his head and stared at Jiumozhi with a bright look.
The other party's famous skill Wuxiangjie killed the other party, which was actually a proud battle in his life. However, considering the political influence, he said vaguely: The monk Wuxiangjie did not learn it, and it was not uncommon to lose to me. As for whom he died later, I can't know.
Hearing that he did not clearly deny, the people in the field were in an uproar. Fang Zheng's eyes condensed and he spoke slowly: I will use Thousand-Handed Tathagata to learn about your so-called 72 Shaolin skills.
After saying that, he slapped out a light palm. This palm move was ordinary, but when the palm reached the middle, it suddenly shook slightly. One palm changed into two palms, two palms changed into four palms, four palms changed into eight palms, eight palms changed into sixteen palms, and then the illusion turned into thirty-two palms. The palm technique was unpredictable. When each palm was hit, it had already changed into several directions as soon as it reached the middle, and the palm technique was extremely fantastic.
Jiumozhi praised in his heart that the complex palm techniques could not dissipate the power of each palm. He really practiced the Thousand-Handed Tathagata palm to the pinnacle. After a moment of thinking, he raised his hand and gently placed it on the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, as if he was picking a flower, and gently bounced at the other party three times.
Many disciples with low generations on the top of the mountain saw that his three bullets were extremely ordinary and could not compare with the sound of Master Fang Zheng's Thousand-Handed Tathagata's palm, and they all started to drink the color.
However, the heads of various sects and other masters saw that the use of Jiumozhi was indeed the authentic flower-picking finger of Shaolin Temple. In the blink of an eye, the palm prints in front of Fang Zheng suddenly dissipated a little half, and the sound of the surrounding color stopped abruptly.
The national teacher is very good at martial arts!Hahaha!Duolong, who was standing beside him, felt relieved and couldn't help but shout and cheer for him.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly from the side, thinking that Duolong was indeed a straightforward and enthusiastic man, so straightforward and cute.
Fang Zheng saw that the shadow of his palm was dispersed, his expression condensed, and his palms tweaked out, completing the shadow of his palm that was dispersed, but the momentum of progress could not help but slow down.
Jiumozhi took the opportunity to attack, broke his palm with his fingers, showed off his intentions, and Daluoye pointed, Great Wisdom left undecided, eliminated troubles, and no form of disasters...
Various Shaolin skills emerged one after another, and the audience was dazzled and fascinated. I thought that this monk was known to be proficient in the 72 Shaolin skills, and it was indeed well-known.
Master Fang Zheng carefully studied the Yijin Sutra, and his internal strength had entered the realm of transformation. The Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm is even more authentic in Buddhism. Although he gradually fell into a disadvantage, he was able to keep his guard at home.
When everyone saw that his palm technique was exquisite, they turned the risk into danger several times, and they all cheered secretly.
After a quick attack, Jiumozhi had already figured out the opponent's background and knew that within ten moves, he would be able to decide the winner.
Thinking that his unique skills were already dazzling enough, he was about to take action to solve the battle, but his expression suddenly changed drastically. He quickly jumped out of the battle circle and said to the other party with a blue face: Master Yi Jin Jing is indeed extremely exquisite. I admire him. This competition is better to be a draw.
No one expected this incident. Master Fang Zheng had obviously defended more and attacked less in the scene just now, and he probably couldn't hold on for long. Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi suddenly made peace.
Fang Zheng was also confused and was about to ask, but Jiumozhi turned around and walked downstairs without saying a word. Thinking that this battle was related to the survival of the Taishan Sect, Fang Zheng sighed inwardly and agreed to this situation.
Everyone in Taishan cheered, thinking that the two strongest opponents had already competed, and they were sure to win in the third game. The previous book of the battle also stated that if they were in a good match, it would be considered that the Taishan faction would win.
Seeing the carnival posture on the opposite side, Duolong asked Jiumozhi in confusion: National Master, why did you just now...
Jiumozhi had a gloomy face, and he didn't say a word, and ignored him.
Song Qingshu thoughtfully and said softly: Buddhism is seeking to pass the world, martial arts lies in killing, and the two go against the way. Shaolin Temple's seventy-two unique skills can hurt people's vitals and take human life. It is fierce and ruthless, and it is very harmonious. Therefore, every unique skill must be resolved by corresponding compassionate Buddhism. Otherwise, the hostility will penetrate into the internal organs, and the deeper it becomes, and it will be a hundred times stronger than any external poison...
It turned out that this scene was very similar to Ren Woxing's Zuo Lengchan's martial arts competition. When she thought of the ending of Jiumozhi's devilishness in the original work, Song Qingshu could guess a few points.
Listening to his words, Jiumozhi's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and then turned into confusion. After all, he was a master of Buddhism and gradually realized something.
It's time for the third game.Yuan Chengzhi slowly walked out of the crowd and looked at the three of them with a smile.
Seeing the iconic golden snake sword on the other party's back, Doron's face turned pale.
And he had a little thought of surpassing Song Qingshu. He just now defeated Chongxu with one sword. If he could beat him, the Songshan Sect and his prestige would be at its peak. Thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he fought for his internal strength to greatly lose his internal energy, wield the ice true energy at his fingertips, and slowly pointed to the other party.
Song Qingshu's heart was trembling, knowing that this was Zuo Lengchan's unique move, Han Bing True Qi, but he was determined to try his best to the most yang Shenzhao True Qi, without dodging, and won with one punch.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the two men who were as fast as lightning just now settled down.
The others on the Jade Emperor's top seemed to Zuo Lengchan's face getting paler and paler, and a trace of frost was frozen on the stone slabs standing on both feet, but Song Qingshu had a solemn expression, and a red light flashed faintly on his face.
National Master, will Mr. Song have something to do?Seeing that Zuo Lengchan could actually freeze all the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was shocked and couldn't help but feel sweat for Song Qingshu.
But Jiumozhi smiled with confidence: Mainman, you can rest assured that masters compete for internal strength, and the winner is already between the front line.This left leader cannot reach the state of restraint and release freely, which leads to the leakage of true qi in his body.On the other hand, Mr. Song has a strong internal force but does not release it, and it is long and heavy. At most, Zuo Lengchan will be defeated if he has a stick of incense.
Zuo Lengchan in the field was shocked when he heard Jiumozhi's comments. He thought that in order to show off, he often deliberately let Hanbing's true energy leak out, attracting his disciples to admire the admiration of the admiration. But he knew that it was so unbearable in the eyes of a real master.
He was embarrassed and angry, and he couldn't breathe in one breath, and immediately felt the other party's hot inner breath surging.
Everyone in Taishan saw Zuo Lengchan squirting blood, retreating more than ten feet, closing his teeth, and obviously seriously injured.
Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic true energy in his body and smiled faintly: We won the first game.Turn around and walk back.
Seeing that Song Qingshu won a game, Jiumozhi suddenly realized that this battle was almost certain. He smiled and stood out, looking at the heroes: The Qing Dynasty national teacher, Jiumozhi, the Ming Dynasty king of the Tubo Great Lun, has long admired the masters of the Central Plains, so I came to ask for advice.
Everyone on the Jade Emperor's top was terrified, but they couldn't imagine who could beat him for a moment. The Golden Snake King, who is recognized as the highest martial arts, believed that he was only 50% compared to him. Everyone decided to let him hide as a surprise soldier. Considering that he had lost one game, the candidate for this second game became a problem.
Amitabha!I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple. I am not talented, so I dare to come and see it.With the Buddha's name, Master Fang Zheng slowly walked into the scene.
What a roar of a Vajra Lion!Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that in terms of internal strength, the other party seemed to be no less than him.
There are rumors in the martial arts world that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated by yours at Dali Shijie Temple. I dare to ask the Ming King, but I wonder if it is true?Master Fang Zheng raised his head and stared at Jiumozhi with a bright look.
The other party's famous skill Wuxiangjie killed the other party, which was actually a proud battle in his life. However, considering the political influence, he said vaguely: The monk Wuxiangjie did not learn it, and it was not uncommon to lose to me. As for whom he died later, I can't know.
Hearing that he did not clearly deny, the people in the field were in an uproar. Fang Zheng's eyes condensed and he spoke slowly: I will use Thousand-Handed Tathagata to learn about your so-called 72 Shaolin skills.
After saying that, he slapped out a light palm. This palm move was ordinary, but when the palm reached the middle, it suddenly shook slightly. One palm changed into two palms, two palms changed into four palms, four palms changed into eight palms, eight palms changed into sixteen palms, and then the illusion turned into thirty-two palms. The palm technique was unpredictable. When each palm was hit, it had already changed into several directions as soon as it reached the middle, and the palm technique was extremely fantastic.
Jiumozhi praised in his heart that the complex palm techniques could not dissipate the power of each palm. He really practiced the Thousand-Handed Tathagata palm to the pinnacle. After a moment of thinking, he raised his hand and gently placed it on the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, as if he was picking a flower, and gently bounced at the other party three times.
Many disciples with low generations on the top of the mountain saw that his three bullets were extremely ordinary and could not compare with the sound of Master Fang Zheng's Thousand-Handed Tathagata's palm, and they all started to drink the color.
However, the heads of various sects and other masters saw that the use of Jiumozhi was indeed the authentic flower-picking finger of Shaolin Temple. In the blink of an eye, the palm prints in front of Fang Zheng suddenly dissipated a little half, and the sound of the surrounding color stopped abruptly.
The national teacher is very good at martial arts!Hahaha!Duolong, who was standing beside him, felt relieved and couldn't help but shout and cheer for him.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly from the side, thinking that Duolong was indeed a straightforward and enthusiastic man, so straightforward and cute.
Fang Zheng saw that the shadow of his palm was dispersed, his expression condensed, and his palms tweaked out, completing the shadow of his palm that was dispersed, but the momentum of progress could not help but slow down.
Jiumozhi took the opportunity to attack, broke his palm with his fingers, showed off his intentions, and Daluoye pointed, Great Wisdom left undecided, eliminated troubles, and no form of disasters...
Various Shaolin skills emerged one after another, and the audience was dazzled and fascinated. I thought that this monk was known to be proficient in the 72 Shaolin skills, and it was indeed well-known.
Master Fang Zheng carefully studied the Yijin Sutra, and his internal strength had entered the realm of transformation. The Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm is even more authentic in Buddhism. Although he gradually fell into a disadvantage, he was able to keep his guard at home.
When everyone saw that his palm technique was exquisite, they turned the risk into danger several times, and they all cheered secretly.
After a quick attack, Jiumozhi had already figured out the opponent's background and knew that within ten moves, he would be able to decide the winner.
Thinking that his unique skills were already dazzling enough, he was about to take action to solve the battle, but his expression suddenly changed drastically. He quickly jumped out of the battle circle and said to the other party with a blue face: Master Yi Jin Jing is indeed extremely exquisite. I admire him. This competition is better to be a draw.
No one expected this incident. Master Fang Zheng had obviously defended more and attacked less in the scene just now, and he probably couldn't hold on for long. Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi suddenly made peace.
Fang Zheng was also confused and was about to ask, but Jiumozhi turned around and walked downstairs without saying a word. Thinking that this battle was related to the survival of the Taishan Sect, Fang Zheng sighed inwardly and agreed to this situation.
Everyone in Taishan cheered, thinking that the two strongest opponents had already competed, and they were sure to win in the third game. The previous book of the battle also stated that if they were in a good match, it would be considered that the Taishan faction would win.
Seeing the carnival posture on the opposite side, Duolong asked Jiumozhi in confusion: National Master, why did you just now...
Jiumozhi had a gloomy face, and he didn't say a word, and ignored him.
Song Qingshu thoughtfully and said softly: Buddhism is seeking to pass the world, martial arts lies in killing, and the two go against the way. Shaolin Temple's seventy-two unique skills can hurt people's vitals and take human life. It is fierce and ruthless, and it is very harmonious. Therefore, every unique skill must be resolved by corresponding compassionate Buddhism. Otherwise, the hostility will penetrate into the internal organs, and the deeper it becomes, and it will be a hundred times stronger than any external poison...
It turned out that this scene was very similar to Ren Woxing's Zuo Lengchan's martial arts competition. When she thought of the ending of Jiumozhi's devilishness in the original work, Song Qingshu could guess a few points.
Listening to his words, Jiumozhi's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and then turned into confusion. After all, he was a master of Buddhism and gradually realized something.
It's time for the third game.Yuan Chengzhi slowly walked out of the crowd and looked at the three of them with a smile.
Seeing the iconic golden snake sword on the other party's back, Doron's face turned pale.
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