Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 85

[Chapter 85 Unexpected results of the second game]

Zuo Lengchan had a different feeling in his heart. He only felt that Song Qingshu’s palms were getting smoother and smoother.

And there is a trace of thinking that is better than Song Qingshu. He was defeated with a sword just now. If he can defeat him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself will be at the height of the sky. Thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan’s heart moved, and his internal strength was greatly damaged. Bringing the Frost True Qi to the fingertips, slowly point towards the other party.

Song Qingshu shuddered in his heart, knowing that this was Zuo Lengchan’s unique trick, Frost Bing Zhenqi, but he was determined to try his own infuriating divine radiance, without dodging, and won with one punch.

The fists intersected, and the two who were as fast as lightning just now settled down.

To the rest of the people on top of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan’s face was getting whiter and paler, and a trace of frost was frozen on the slate standing on his feet, but Song Qingshu’s expression was solemn, and his face faintly flashed red.

“National teacher, will something happen to Song Gongzi?” Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze the slate into ice, Duolong was horrified and couldn’t help but sweat for Song Qingshu.

However, Jiu Mozhi smiled at ease: “You can rest assured that the general manager, the masters compete for internal strength, and the outcome is already on the front line. The left alliance leader has not yet achieved the state of freedom, which led to the leakage of zhenqi in the body. On the other hand Song Gongzi, the inner strength is condensed but not released, long and heavy, at most one stick of incense, Zuo Lengchan will definitely lose.”

Zuo Lengchan in the field was shocked when he heard Jiu Mozhi’s comment, thinking that in order to show off, he often deliberately let out the true qi of Bing Bing, attracting the admiration and admiration of his disciples, who knows that in the eyes of real masters, so unbearable.

Feeling embarrassed and angry, he didn’t take a breath, and immediately felt that the other party’s hot and pressing inner breath was surging.

Everyone in Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan spurting a mouthful of blood, retreating more than ten feet, his jaw clenched, obviously seriously injured.

Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic true qi in his body, and smiled lightly: “We won the first match.” He turned around and walked back.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a game, Jiu Mozhi suddenly felt that he had won the battle this time. He laughed aloud, stood out from the crowd, stood in the field, and looked around the heroes: “Qing national teacher, Tubo Dalun Ming Wang Jiu Mozhi, I have long admired him. Experts from the Central Plains are like clouds, and I came here to ask for advice.”

Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed their expressions, but for a while they could not think of who could beat him. The Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the highest in martial arts, believed that he was only five or five in comparison with him. Everyone unanimously decided to let him be a hidden soldier. Considering that Having lost one game, the candidate for the second game has become a problem.

“Amitabha! I’ve heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, but the old man is not talented, so he dared to come and see it.” With the Buddha’s name, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly into the arena.

“What a golden lion’s roar!” Jiu Mozhi’s eyes lit up, he only felt that in terms of pure internal strength, the other party didn’t seem to be under him.

“There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of my temple was defeated at the hands of Your Excellency at Dali Shenjie Temple. Dare to ask King Ming, I wonder if it is true?” Master Fang Zheng raised his head and stared at Jiu Mozhi.

Killing the opponent with his famous skill Wuxiangjie is actually a proud battle in his life, but considering the political influence, he said in a vague way: “That monk Wuxiangjie did not learn a lesson, and it is not uncommon to lose to a poor monk. As for who he later died at the hands of, the poor monk cannot know.”

Hearing that he didn’t deny it obviously, the people in the field couldn’t help but in an uproar, Fang Zheng’s eyes narrowed, and he slowly said: “I will use the thousand-handed Tathagata palm to teach you the so-called seventy-two Shaolin stunts.”

After speaking, he patted a palm lightly. This palm move was normal, but when the palm reached the middle, it suddenly swayed slightly. Immediately, one palm became two palms, two palms became four palms, four palms became eight palms, and eight palms became sixteen palms. Then it turned into thirty-two palms, and the palm method was unpredictable. Each palm hit, just halfway through, it has changed into several positions, and the palm method is extremely fantastic.

Jiu Mozhi praised in his heart, the complex palm technique can make the skill of each palm not disperse. He really has practiced the thousand-handed Tathagata Palm to the peak. After thinking about it, he has already raised his hand, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand are lightly clasped and twisted. In the shape of a flower, he gently bounced three bullets at the opponent.

Many disciples at the top of the mountain who saw his three bullets were extremely ordinary, completely unable to compare with the momentum of Master Fang Zheng’s Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm, and they all cheered.

However, the masters of various sects saw that Jiu Mozhi was indeed the authentic Nianhua finger of Shaolin Temple. In the blink of an eye, the palm prints in front of Fang Zheng suddenly collapsed for a small part, and the sound of the surrounding cheers stopped abruptly. .

“The national teacher is good at martial arts! Hahaha!” Duolong, who was on the side, was so relieved that he couldn’t help shouting and cheering for him.

Song Qingshu looked at him with a slight smile, thinking that Duolong was indeed a straightforward and enthusiastic man, cute and innocent.

Fang Zheng saw that the palm shadow was scattered, his expression condensed, his palms swung out, and the scattered palm shadow was filled, but the momentum of progress was inevitably slowed down.

Jiu Mozhi took the opportunity to attack, broke his palm with his fingers, deliberately showed off, Doluoye finger, Dazhi indeterminate finger, trouble-free finger, Wuxiangjie finger… All kinds of Shaolin stunts emerged one after another, and everyone in the field was dazzled. Fans, I thought that this Fan Monk was known to be proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and he really lived up to his reputation.

Master Fang Zheng has carefully studied the Sutra of Yi Jin, and his internal strength has entered the realm of transformation. The Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm is even more authentic in Buddhism.

Seeing that his palms were exquisite and saved several times, everyone applauded secretly.

After attacking for a while, Jiu Mozhi had already figured out the details of the opponent, and he knew that within ten moves, he would definitely be able to distinguish the winner.

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Com’s expression suddenly changed greatly, and he jumped out of the battle circle quickly, and said to the other party with an ashen face: “Master Yi Jin Jing is really exquisite, and the poor monk admires it. This competition should be a tie.”

Everyone in the scene of this change did not expect it. In the scene just now, Master Fang Zheng obviously defended more and attacked less. I am afraid that he will not last long. Unexpectedly, Jiu Mozhi suddenly spoke out and made peace.

Fang Zheng was also confused, and was about to ask, but Jiu Mozhi had turned around and walked off the stage without saying a word. Thinking that this battle was related to the survival of the Taishan faction, Fang Zheng sighed and acquiesced to this situation.

Everyone in Taishan applauded, thinking that the two strongest opponents have already competed, and this third game will be won by their own side, and the previous battle book also stated that it was first, if they were drawn, it would also be considered that Taishan faction would win.

Seeing the carnival-like gesture on the other side, Duolong asked Kumozhi very puzzled: “National teacher, why did you just…”

Jiu Mozhi had a gloomy face, did not say a word, and ignored him.

Song Qingshu pondered and said softly: “Buddhism seeks to save the world, martial arts is about killing, the two run in opposite directions, each of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple can hurt people, take people’s lives, and they are fierce and hard-working. Harmony means that every stunt skill must be resolved with the corresponding compassionate Buddha Dharma. Otherwise, the hostile energy will penetrate deep into the viscera, and the more hidden it is, the deeper it will be, it is a hundred times more powerful than any external poison…”

It turns out that this scene is very similar to the competition of Ren Woxing Zuo Lengchan, and then thinking of the ending of Jiu Mozhi’s infatuation in the original work, Song Qingshu also guessed a few points.

Hearing his words, Jiu Mozhi’s eyes flashed fiercely at first, and then turned into a daze.

“It’s time for the third game.” Yuan Chengzhi slowly walked out of the crowd and looked at the three with half a smile.

Seeing the iconic golden snake sword on the opponent’s back, Duolong’s face turned pale.

[End of this Chapter]