The duels sometimes are between punches and kicks. Sometimes, if the strength of the two is not much different, it will take a long time to decide the outcome.

Although the innocent monk won the game, he was still panting. There were crystal beads of sweat on his forehead, which looked particularly bright under the light, just like a light bulb.

Li Yis walked over from the ring and helped Wang Lang up, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, sorry, I lost." Wang Lang said with a wry smile.

As a Buddhist showdown between him and the naive monk, he was convinced by the loss.

This time, he knew how important Pang Xiaonan’s treasure was.

Walking back to the seat, Wang Lang said to Pang Xiaonan lightly: "Next, it depends on you."

Although Wang Lang lost the game, he seemed to be easier because the burden was handed over to Pang Xiaonan.

Pang Xiaonan smiled faintly and said, "You have to rest and let me meet this monk."

"Coach, how are you going to deal with the innocent monk?"

After seeing Wang Lang losing the game, Wang Gangqiang was a little anxious. After all, Wang Lang is the second most powerful among these people to Pang Xiaonan. If Pang Xiaonan also loses, then this game will be completely out of the way.

"How to fight? Water comes and soil comes and the soldiers come and the generals block it."

The soldiers have no constant power, and any strategy is unnecessary to deal with these masters in front of them.

"Zhiqiang, I seem to have understood some secrets of the innocent monk's victory now."

"Oh? How do you say it?"

"I think the key is that the mantra he recites is different."

"Yes, the spells he recited in the two games are indeed very different, but is this necessarily related to his victory?"

"Let's recall, in the first game, when he dealt with Wang Lang, he seemed to recite a spell that evokes beautiful memories, which makes you lose in that sense of happiness. But in this game, didn't you find that his spell has strong attack power?"

"Yes, this spell is indeed a bit painful. What you mean is that he has changed to a more aggressive spell, so Wang Lang can no longer resist it."

"I was thinking that the spells of the innocent monk must have different functions. Some are used for attack, some are used for defense, and some are used to confuse opponents."

"A good classification system, I think your opinion may be correct. No matter what, due to Wang Lang's defeat, the Dongli Military Academy team is facing a huge test now, and it is necessary to turn the tide through Pang Xiaonan."

"Yes, Wang Lang's strength is obviously stronger than Li Yis. If Pang Xiaonan cannot win, Li Yis behind him will be cannon fodder."

"Next, we will see how the youngest martial arts master in the legend will face this severe situation."

Pang Xiaonan walked onto the arena under the gaze of the innocence of the monk at close range.

Sure enough, the innocent monk is as innocent as his name, and it is so innocent that people can't bear to start.

However, Pang Xiaonan would not show mercy because this battle was the key battle to determine whether the Dongli Military Academy could advance.

With the sound of a gong, the game between Pang Xiaonan and the innocent monk began.

Chen Xiaoxiao from Chunfeng University watched Pang Xiaonan appear and frowned. She knew Pang Xiaonan's awesomeness and shamelessness.

Yes, in Chen Xiaoxiao's eyes, Pang Xiaonan is a shameless person and does not know how to be merciful at all.

There are so many coincidences in the world. Not long ago, Pang Xiaonan stole his bone flute and his master helped her get it back. However, now this bone flute falls into the hands of this shameless person again.

Do you want her to tell Chen Yuannan that his bone flute was taken away by Pang Xiaonan again, please help me ask for it again?

This may be God's will. The bone flute is his token of love, but it fell into Pang Xiaonan's hands repeatedly.

When the naive monk saw Pang Xiaonan, he was stunned for a moment, and he felt some information.

However, this moment was fleeting in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, closed his hands together, and began to recite the mantra.

This time, the Tianzhen Monk still recited the Great Power Vajra Mantra.

Although Pang Xiaonan in front of him didn't feel any danger, it contained huge dangerous information. Such people must fight quickly.

Pang Xiaonan did not sacrifice the Yin and Yang Lingxi. He wanted to experience the true strength of the innocent monk with his body.

A huge sense of oppression surged over and over, causing a violent impact on Pang Xiaonan's heart.

"Is this the power of the spell?"

Pang Xiaonan was a little nervous, but he didn't have the heart-wrenching feeling that Wang Lang just felt, because not long ago, he had already broken through to the intermediate level of a martial arts master.

The more you upgrade the three stages of the martial arts master, the more difficult it is.

It may take so long to go from the initial level of a martial arts master to the intermediate level, and it may not even be possible.

Because every small stage of improvement brings a qualitative leap. For example, Pang Xiaonan's spells now, the inscriptions of the innocent monk will not cause much harm to him.

A barrier has been formed around Pang Xiaonan, which is a protective wall formed by Pang Xiaonan's body spontaneously spreading out after being attacked by a spell. No sound wave can cause effective damage.

Looking at Pang Xiaonan who was calm and composed, Yuwen Liangren on the field couldn't sit still: "No, this kid is an intermediate level master of martial arts master."

Yuwen Liangren himself is also an intermediate level of a martial arts master. He specially tried the power of the naive monk's spell before the game. At that time, his reaction was the same as Pang Xiaonan now.

Once the spell of the naive monk cannot cause harm to Pang Xiaonan, then Pang Xiaonan will be a piece of cake to deal with the naive monk, because without the blessing of the spell, in terms of melee combat level, a master at the level of master can deal with opponents below the grandma with just one hand.

Although Pang Xiaonan on the stage looked calm, the audience suffered a lot. They covered their ears one after another, but found that it was useless.

The naive monk's spells can resonate with the body. Even if the ears are blocked, the sound waves can still harm the human body.

Zhiqiang covered his chest with one hand and grabbed the table in front with the other hand, and said in a tight voice: "The audience who came to watch the game this time is right. This experience of spending money and suffering will definitely be unforgettable for everyone."

Seeing that his spell had no effect on Pang Xiaonan, the naive monk also stopped reciting because Yuwen Liangren told him before the game that when he encountered this situation, it was probably because the opponent's strength was too strong and the spell could not work.

The naive monk repeated the same trick, trying to use the moves of fighting Wang Lang, and using melee battles to defeat Pang Xiaonan off the arena.

So he rushed towards Pang Xiaonan with force.

"Hey, this monk, just admit defeat. What are you doing to show off?" Yuwen Liangren sighed in his heart. Although the innocent monk has a reputation, he obviously lacks practical experience.

Since the naive monk became famous, no master is willing to attack him. One is that he is afraid of losing face if he loses his face if he fails, but that he is afraid that he will bully the small in the world.

In this way, although the innocent monk has rich experience in competitions with masters, he only lacks the experience of fighting with masters.

Before the game, Yuwen Liangren's special competition with the Tianzhen Monk made him realize that no matter how powerful the Tianzhen Monk was, he was still not enough to fight in front of a real master.

The innocent monk launched a tide-like attack on Pang Xiaonan. Pang Xiaonan easily dismantled and moved. Several times he had the opportunity to decide victory and defeat with one blow, but he did not do so.

Pang Xiaonan was wondering if there would be a third game? If there was a third game, it would be better to consume the physical strength of the naive monk first. At that time, even if he had the chance to go on stage, he would not have the strength to compete.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Pang Xiaonan has taken the initiative on the field.

"When did this guy become so powerful?"

Li Yis looked at Pang Xiaonan, who was playing with dragons and phoenixes, and asked Wang Lang beside him.

"I don't know either. It seems that he has advanced again."

Wang Lang naturally also saw Pang Xiaonan's skills, and it seemed that he had not used his treasure yet.

"The coach naturally has a secret." Wang Gangqiang's face was also full of surprises. He did not expect that Pang Xiaonan's so-called "soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil" was such a leisurely way of fighting.

Moreover, since Wang Gangqiang learned Pang Xiaonan's breathing and spiritual breathing technique, he felt that his skills had improved by leaps and bounds. If he had not had Professor Pang Xiaonan's skills, he would not know how long it would take to break through.

Wang Lang looked at Wang Gangqiang strangely: "What's the secret?"

"This... I have to ask him." Wang Gangqiang knew that he was speechless. When he talked to him, only Li Yis smiled but didn't say anything.

Li Yisi first learned the breathing method of spiritual energy. Although he didn't know what the secret Wang Gangqiang was referring to, he probably thought that coach Wang Gangqiang's call was so kind that Pang Xiaonan probably taught Wang Gangqiang.

The innocent monk sweated more and more on his forehead. He finally knew that he had met a master today, and his strength was far above him.

"Wow, this Pang Xiaonan is indeed a master's style. The rumors in the world are true. He is indeed at the level of a master."

"It's right, look at the scene where the naive monk is fighting him, it seems that Pang Xiaonan is not doing his best."

"This is the situation if he didn't try his best. If he put in a little effort, wouldn't the naive monk not be able to resist it with one move?"

"To be honest, I thought the innocent monk was the most beautiful guy in this game before, but after watching Pang Xiaonan's performance after he came on the court, I realized that I was ignorant. Zhiqiang, have you seen the Grandmaster fight before?"

"I really haven't seen it. Grandmasters usually don't come out to fight openly, right? Even the martial arts conferences rarely come to join in the fun. This time, HUKA actually gathered so many Grandmasters, which is really a grand event."

"Yes, you will know if you have any as soon as the master takes action. Watching the Grandmasters' competition close-up is the first time in my life. I feel very honored to have such an opportunity."

"I wonder what Pang Xiaonan is rushing to? He can win easily, right?"

"I think this may be one of his strategies, which is to humiliate the members of Chunfeng University. Have you seen it? This is the strength of the master. If you want to fight with me, you are not qualified yet!"

"You mean, just like cats and mice, they will not eat them immediately after catching them, but will tease them. Is that what it means?"

"I didn't say that..."

After fighting for a long time without any results, the naive monk stopped attacking, stopped in the process, and then jumped a few meters away.

He put his hands together, nodded slightly and said, "Donor, I lost."

Pang Xiaonan was a little surprised. It hadn't been a long time since he fought. Why was this monk anxious to admit defeat? He really had great wisdom.

But since they have admitted defeat, there is no need for me to chase him and beat him up. That would be too unfair.

"I gave in to the master."

Pang Xiaonan had no choice but to bow and watch the innocent monk withdraw from the stage.

"Yes, coach, I can't tell you are so awesome!"

Wang Gangqiang shouted intimately with Pang Xiaonan.
To be continued...