Chapter 85

Zuo lengchan has another feeling in his heart. He only thinks that song Qingshu's palm techniques are becoming more and more fluent. He is afraid that if the stalemate goes on like this, the other party may really be able to master several different styles of palm techniques.

Besides, he has a mind that is better than song Qingshu. Just now, he was defeated by a sword. If he could win him, the Song Mountain sect and his prestige would be like the sun at the zenith. Thinking of this, Zuo lengchan moved in his heart, fighting for a great loss of internal power, carrying ice Qi at his fingertips and slowly pointing to the other side.

Song Qingshu knew that this was the unique skill of Zuo lengchan: cold ice Qi. However, he wanted to try his best to shine on Qi. He didn't dodge and won with one punch.

Fist finger intersection, just fast as lightning of two people immediately settle down. The rest of the people on the top of the Jade Emperor seemed that Zuo lengchan's face was getting whiter and whiter, and there was a frost on the stone slab where he stood on both feet. However, song Qingshu's face was dignified and red.

"Master, will song Gongzi be ok?" Seeing that Zuo lengchan could freeze all the stone slabs into ice, duolong was shocked and could not help but sweat for song Qingshu.

However, jiumozhi said with a smile: "you can rest assured that the master can compete for internal power, and the victory is in the front line. The leader of the left League was not able to retract and release freely, which led to the leakage of true Qi in his body. On the other hand, in the Song Dynasty, the internal power is condensed but not developed. It is long and heavy. At most, the time of burning incense will lead to the defeat of zuolingchen. "

Zuo lengchan was shocked when he heard Hatoyama's comments. He thought that in order to show off, he often deliberately let cold ice's true Qi leak out to attract the respect of his disciples. He didn't know that in the eyes of real experts, it was so unbearable. Shame and anger, a breath did not shun come over, immediately feel the other party hot pressing breath surging.

All the people in Mount Tai saw Zuo lengchan gushing blood, retreating more than ten feet, his teeth closed, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic Qi in his body and said with a faint smile, "the first game is our victory." He turned and walked back.

Seeing that song Qingshu had won the contest, jiumozhi realized that the contest had been settled. With a long smile, he stood out in front of the crowd and looked around at the Heroes: "jiumozhi, the national master of the Qing Dynasty and king of the Ming Dynasty in Tubo, has heard a lot about the experts in the Central Plains. I'm here to ask for your advice."

All the people on the top of the jade emperor turned pale, but for a moment, they couldn't think of anyone who could beat him. The king of the Golden Snake, who is generally acknowledged to have the highest martial arts skills, thought that he was only five to five compared with him. They all decided to let him hide and become a wonder soldier. Considering that he had lost one game, the choice for the second one became a difficult problem.

"Amitabha! I've heard for a long time that the king of Ming is proficient in the seventy-two skills of Shaolin Temple. I'm not talented. I'll dare to see it. " With a Buddha's name, master Fang Zheng walked slowly to the scene.

"What a King Kong Lion Roars Jiumozhi's eyes brightened, and he felt that in terms of internal skill, the other side didn't seem to be under him.

"It is said that master xuanbei of our temple was defeated by you in Shenjie Temple of Dali. How dare you ask the king of Ming, is it true?" Master Fang Zheng raised his head and fixed his eyes on Jiu Mozhi.

It's actually a very successful battle for Hatoyama to kill his opponent by his famous stunt wuxiangjie. But considering the political influence, he said vaguely: "that monk wuxiangjie means that he didn't learn, and it's not surprising that he lost to a poor monk. As for who he died later, I don't know."

Hearing that he didn't deny it obviously, the crowd was in an uproar. Fang Zheng's eyes were fixed and said slowly, "I'll use the thousand handed Tathagata palm to understand your so-called seventy-two skills of Shaolin."

After that, he clapped a palm lightly. The move of this palm was ordinary. But in the middle of the palm, he suddenly shook slightly. One palm changed into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and then changed into thirty-two. The palm technique was unpredictable. When each palm was hit, it had changed into several directions. The palm technique was fantastic.

Jiumozhi praised in his heart that although the palm technique is complicated, it can keep the power of each palm. He really practiced the thousand handed Tathagata palm to the peak. After a turn of his mind, he raised his hand, put the middle finger of his right index finger gently, and played three times to the other side.

Many of the disciples at the top of the mountain, who were humble in their generations, saw that his three shells were so ordinary that they could not compare with the momentum of master Fang Zheng's thousand handed Tathagata palm.

However, the leaders of various sects and other experts saw that Jiu Mozhi's envoy was really Shaolin Temple's authentic Nianhua finger. In the blink of an eye, the palmprint all over the sky in front of Fang Zheng suddenly broke up for a little half, and the surrounding applause stopped suddenly.

"The national teacher is good at martial arts! Ha ha ha On one side, duolong was so calm that he could not help shouting and cheering for him.

Song Qingshu looked at it with a smile, and thought that duolong was really a sincere and warm man, simple and lovely.

Fang Zheng saw that the shadow of the palm was scattered, and his face coagulated. When he moved his palms outward, he made up for the scattered shadow, but the momentum of progress slowed down.

Jiumozhi took the opportunity to attack. He broke his palm with his finger and showed off his mind. He had many fingers, but no fixed finger, no trouble finger, no robbery finger... All kinds of Shaolin skills emerged one after another. People were dazzled. He thought that this fan monk was well-known for his seventy-two Shaolin skills.

Master Fang Zheng has studied Yijinjing, and his internal skill has been transformed. The thousand handed Tathagata palm is the orthodox Buddhism. Although it is declining gradually, it can keep the door. When people saw that he was skillful, they cheered secretly for several times.

After a quick attack, jiumozhi had found out the details of the opponent. He knew that he would be able to tell the winner from the loser within ten moves. Thinking that his unique skills were brilliant enough and he was about to attack and solve the battle, he suddenly changed his face and jumped out of the battle circle. He said to the other side with an iron face: "Master Yi Jin Jing is really exquisite. I admire it. This contest will be a draw."

No one in the scene expected that master Fang Zheng was obviously more defensive and less aggressive. I'm afraid he won't last long. Unexpectedly, Jiu Mozhi suddenly made peace.

Fang Zheng was also puzzled. Just as he was about to ask questions, Jiu Mozhi turned around and stepped down without saying a word. Thinking that the war was related to the survival of the Taishan school, Fang Zheng sighed secretly, which implied this situation.

The Taishan people cheered one after another, thinking that the two strongest players of the other side had already won the third match, and it was also stated in the previous battle book that the Taishan faction would win if they made peace.

Seeing the carnival like posture on the other side, duolong asked jiumozhi in bewilderment: "Guoshi, why did you..."

Hatoyama's face was gloomy. He said nothing and ignored him.

Song Qingshu thought deeply and said in a soft voice: "Buddhism is seeking to cross the world, and martial arts is killing. The two go against each other. The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple can hurt people and take their lives. They are fierce and cruel, and they work hard for harmony. Therefore, each unique skill must be resolved by the corresponding compassion Buddhism. If not, the anger will go deep into the viscera, It's a hundred times more powerful than any external poison... "

It turns out that this scene is very similar to the martial arts competition of Zuo lengchan. Song Qingshu guessed the result of Hatoyama's infatuation in the original book.

After listening to his words, jiumozhi's eyes first flashed with a fierce color, and then turned into a daze. After all, he was an advanced person in Buddhism, and gradually became enlightened.

"It's time for game three." Yuan Chengzhi came out of the crowd and looked at the three with a smile.

Seeing the symbolic Golden Snake sword on each other's back, duolong's face turned pale.