Zhao Wuji was embedded in the wall, staring at the empty space in disbelief. He looked light and fluttery, with no power at all. His moves were very ordinary and he could break them easily, but it was so weird that he didn't know how he got the move.

"Ah——!" He roared, broke out with a "bang", and rushed into the silence again.

Jikong stepped forward to meet him and punched him in the head. "Bang", Zhao Wuji flew back to where he was before and was buried a little deeper. His eyes widened in disbelief.

Jikong slowly closed his fist and hummed: "Zhao Wuji, this is not a place for you to show off your power, get out of here!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened: "Your boxing technique?"

"Arhat Fist!" Ji Kong said proudly.

He was surprised and happy. His previous feeling was indeed correct. In an hour, he practiced the boxing technique tens of thousands of times. In reality, he could perform it easily at will. It was a completely subconscious movement and he did not need to think about it directly.

Come out, the power is amazing.

Zhao Wuji's martial arts skills were far superior to his own. He had never thought that he could defeat Zhao Wuji so easily. It was truly unbelievable and miraculous.

No one else would believe this when I told it, it was so amazing.

"Arhat Fist?" Zhao Wuji slowly broke away and sneered: "I underestimated you!"

Jingkong frowned and looked at him. Zhao Wuji twisted his neck and turned around, making a sound like frying beans.

When Dong came to the building, Mr. Hu stopped stroking his beard, frowned and said, "This local Zhao Wuji is very powerful!"

Zheng Yuanwai nodded: "Although Jingkong has acquired exquisite boxing skills, his cultivation level is still far behind. Hitting Zhao Wuji with his fist will just scratch his itch."

Mr. Hu frowned and said, "What should we do? If this continues, Jikong will eventually suffer."

"This set of Arhat Boxing was taught by Master Zhan Ran. There must be other methods." Zheng said.

"I hope so." Mr. Hu clutched his long beard and stared outside the building.

Zhao Wuji walked slowly, approaching him step by step. He stood there in silence, staring at him with squinted eyes, his expression unmoving.

Zhao Wuji grinned: "You are so brave, give me another slap! Drink!"

This loud shout was like a thunderclap, and the eyes of everyone around him went dark. When the light returned to their eyes, Zhao Wuji's palm had already reached Ji Kong's chest.

Jikong took a step diagonally and threw his fist like a meteor. It seemed to be slow, but it hit Zhao Wuji's heart at once.

"Bang!" Zhao Wuji flew backwards again and crashed into the wall, missing his previous position by one foot.

The silence was like an arrow shot out of the string. Before Zhao Wuji could react, his fist came down again and hit Zhao Wuji's heart again. The "bang" was like beating a drum, and Zhao Wuji's body seemed to be empty.

Mr. Hu was stroking his beard and praised: "What a powerful punch. When did Jikong get to such a high level?"

This is due to the strength of the fist being practiced to the point of beating a cow across a mountain. The strength of the fist passes through the first layer of obstacles and falls on the second layer, causing such an abnormal sound.

"It seems like Master Zhanran's creation!" Zheng Yuanwai exclaimed, "I'll ask Xiao Si to become my master too!"

"Master Zhanran may not think highly of Xiaosi!" Mr. Hu said with a smile, stroking his beard.

Zhao Wuji spurted out a bloody arrow, obviously injured. Mr. Hu relaxed, stroking his beard and smiling.

Zheng Yuanwai said: "The Master is in front of me. It would be a pity to miss him. Let's take a look at his creation!"

While the two were talking, Ji Kong punched out again, also from Zhao Wuji's heart. Zhao Wuji once again spurted out a blood arrow and closed his eyes.

"Jikong, stop fighting!" Zheng Xiaosi rushed over and hugged him: "If someone is killed, you will break the precept!"

Jikong suddenly came to his senses, stopped struggling, and glared at Zhao Wuji bitterly: "Mother, let this grandson be spared today!"

"Oral virtue! Oral virtue!" Zheng Xiaosi shouted hurriedly: "You should accumulate some oral virtue, you are now a disciple of Master Zhanran!"

Jikong patted his mouth and glared at Zhao Wuji: "Xiaosi, please help find a doctor to take a look and save his life!"

"Don't worry!" Zheng Xiaosi nodded hurriedly: "We will never let him die!"

Ji Kong turned his head and glanced at everyone, and hummed: "This Zhao Wuji is a gangster, everyone should be careful at night, the door should be closed tightly!"

Everyone clapped and cheered, and someone shouted: "Qi Er, you have become more capable!"

Jikong smiled and said, "It's just a small test. Master has temporarily taught me a set of boxing techniques. It will be a piece of cake to deal with this Zao Wuji!"

"Master Zhanran still knows martial arts?" someone asked.

Jingkong said proudly: "Master, he has profound Buddhist teachings, vast supernatural powers, and also very profound martial arts!"

"Master Zhanran is really amazing..." Everyone praised him one after another.

Jingkong smiled happily when he heard them praising his master. He went into the restaurant and said goodbye to Mr. Hu and Zheng, and then returned to Yuanxin Temple, where everything was left to Zheng Xiaosi.

Jikong walked back with a light body. Thinking back on his previous experiences along the way, he felt baffled and a little unbelievable.

Is the person who defeated Zhao Wuji just now really him? It seems like he had a dream, in which he was so powerful that he defeated Zhao Wuji.

But Zhao Wuji had profound cultivation and powerful martial arts, how could he beat him?

Every move, every move, I can't catch now when I think about it. At that time, I just used the boxing skills naturally, it was a completely subconscious reaction, without thinking.

If he thought about it, he might not be able to deal with Zhao Wuji. He had mastered a set of exquisite boxing techniques without knowing it, which was truly magical.

Did he really defeat Zhao Wuji? Did he really defeat him with his boxing skills?!

He had been thinking about this problem and unknowingly returned to Yuanxin Temple and saw the master in front of the main hall slowly performing a set of boxing techniques, which was the Arhat Boxing he had learned.

He stood still and quietly watched his master's boxing skills, appreciating the fun of them.

Li Muchan slowly withdrew his fist, looked at him calmly, and said warmly: "Jingkong, you win?"

"Yes, Master." Jingkong nodded respectfully.

Li Muchan flicked the monk's robe: "Kill him?"

Jikong shook his head and said, "This disciple dare not break the precepts, so spare his life."

Li Muchan paused slightly and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, you know the rules and know when to stop, which is rare! Then you hurt him?"

Jingkong nodded and said: "The disciple injured him, but Zheng Xiaosi will find a doctor for treatment, so it doesn't matter."

Li Muchan asked: "When will he recover?"

"Although he fainted, his injuries were not serious and it shouldn't take long." Ji Kong said.

Li Muchan shook his head: "You are wrong."

"Disciple is wrong?" Jingkong was startled and said, "Master said he should be killed?"

Li Muchan said: "It's not worth breaking the killing prohibition for such a person. You should kill him to avoid doing evil in the future. This is a meritorious deed."

Jikong thought for a while, nodded slowly, turned around and left. Li Muchan waved his hand: "Forget it, time will never come again, I missed the opportunity, let's talk about it next time."

"I'm afraid he will escape." Ji Kong said.

Li Muchan shook his head: "Find someone to keep an eye on him, and then take action when he escapes."

"...Yes." Jikong hesitated, nodded slowly, and glanced at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Are you surprised?"

"I didn't expect Master to be so enlightened." Jing Kong smiled.

Li Muchan said: "Punishing evil and promoting good, and subjugating demons are what Buddhist disciples do. However, the killing prohibition cannot be broken at will. It will hinder your future practice. It is foolish to break the killing prohibition for someone you can kill. The martial arts order is abolished."

It cannot do evil."

"Master, some people are born evil, and they can still be evil even without martial arts." Jing Kong said.

Li Muchan smiled: "Then his hands and feet will be crippled."

"Disciple understands!" Ji Kong smiled.

It seems that this master is not a pedantic good man, who is good at thunder, rain and dew. He is a real master. Unlike the old monk before, he only talks about kindness and cannot teach evil people when he sees them.

Li Muchan said: "You have practiced Arhat Boxing before, but your cultivation is still too poor. This boxing is the internal force and mind technique. You should practice more."

"Yes, Master." Jing Kong nodded and said, "This Arhat Boxing is really a powerful boxing technique. I will definitely practice it well, Master, don't worry!"

Li Muchan nodded softly: "I'm not here every night. If something urgent happens, just crush this and call me."

He took out a white jade pendant from his arms and handed it to him, saying: "I will stay in the town for two months and leave in two months to go to Fenghua City."

"Yes." Jikong took the jade pendant with both hands.

Li Muchan said: "In these two months, you will not be promoted to Grandmaster, so our relationship as master and disciple is over."

"Ah——!?" Jikong was shocked.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Work hard."

"Master?" Jingkong scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "Becoming a master in two months, this... this..."

Li Muchan said: "The mental method of this Luohan Quan is extremely profound. If you practice hard, there is a glimmer of hope. Let's see if you can catch it."

"...Yes, Master!" Ji Kong nodded slowly.

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Go and get busy."

At night, Li Muchan disappeared from Yuanxin Temple and appeared in the small courtyard of Hengbo Island. In the courtyard, Feng Mingxue was sitting quietly, holding a cup of tea and looking at the moonlight.

The bright moon is as bright as a silver plate, and its light is like water.

"Senior sister." Li Muchan smiled.
To be continued...