Wudong's face, which was slowly falling from the air, was already flushed, and contrasting with the fair and jade-like skin, it made the color even more moving and gorgeous.
After a few breaths, the redness on his face receded. Wudong bit his lip, looking like a little daughter, and looked at Ye Cheng with a twinkling look in his eyes. After a while, he sighed slightly and said with a smile: "No need to fight.
, My little girl, I would like to thank you for your advice. I will wait until I have the opportunity to learn the Seven Injury Fist and compete with him to prove my martial arts!"
Ye Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing: "Miss Wudong is joking, your boxing skills are quite unique. I have struggled to support you until now. If you continue to attack, I may not be able to persist!"
"Puch!"
Wudong covered his mouth and smiled and said: "Brother Shouwang is really good at telling jokes. The little girl already knows the winner and the loser, so you don't have to be humble. The little girl also wants to see your trump card, but her internal strength is not good enough, so she can't use her special skills*
*It’s *!"
The surrounding players also looked at the two people on the field quietly. Under normal circumstances, they might be really impatient, at least some of them would yell, but the current situation is different, and Ye Cheng and Neverwinter
With your strength here, no one dares to say anything presumptuous.
Ye Cheng couldn't help but laugh, and felt inexplicably relaxed. Thinking about the powerful and violent punch just now, if he continued to use it, ordinary masters might have to run for their lives. Neverwinter would give him
The pressure was really not small, so he said: "It seems that I am lucky, otherwise I might not be able to escape today, so thank you Miss Neverwinter for your permission!"
Wudong nodded simply, lifted his hood over his head, slowly retreated into the crowd, and resumed his previous silence. However, the players of the Kongtong faction kept glancing over from the corner of their eyes, and there were even more expressions.
Some women braved the situation and approached, hoping to get acquainted.
After all, although the Kongtong Sect has declined, it is still a big sect with tens of thousands of disciples, just like Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei. There are too many players who don’t know each other, and no one knows where they are.
There is a fellow student who is training hard and looking forward to the day when he will become famous. Naturally, there are also some characters similar to Neverwinter who do not seek fame or fortune and quietly start their own journey in the world.
Watching Neverwinter retreat, Ye Cheng couldn't help but secretly feel helpless. He was slightly injured in just one move, and suffered a lot of internal energy loss. However, repelling two powerful enemies in succession was enough to frighten some players who didn't know their capabilities.
But there are not many people who want to become famous through his fame.
Neverwinter had just retreated, and the crowd of players had not yet calmed down. Another person walked out slowly from the Shaolin square formation. Ye Cheng looked up and knew that it would be another hard battle. This person was really a Shaolin disciple, I am Buddha.
Mercy, this person has already become famous in the Huashan Sword Forum, and he represents the top level among players.
A large white monk's robe floated in the wind, his eyelids drooped, and he said in a low voice: "I, the Buddha, are compassionate. I have heard about your name for a long time, and I know that you possess a unique Buddhist knowledge, so I want to talk to you.
I want to confirm it, I wonder if I can get a taste of my wish?"
Ye Cheng laughed and nodded: "It is my honor to compete with a master who has long been famous in the world. Since the master has made a request, I naturally agreed!"
My Buddha nodded compassionately and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency is injured. You can heal your wounds first before fighting me. I hope I can fight you in your prime!"
"Master is really a master. He can see through this kid at a glance. But this little injury won't bother me. Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you!"
"In that case, please take action, Amitabha!"
A low-pitched Buddha's name was announced, instantly reverberating in the huge inner hall, passing through the hearts of everyone, and the whole person was shocked. Looking at the bloody battlefield, they became much softer, and it seemed that there was a lot less murderous cruelty in their hearts.
heart.
Ye Cheng was also shocked. He felt like he was running out of energy and couldn't think of fighting. He secretly sighed that this guy's Buddhism was indeed superb. It was somewhat similar to the art of mantra.
Immediately, the fingers of both hands behind his back moved, secretly holding the root seal, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Lin!"
Our Buddha's compassion is not moved at all, but Ye Cheng's sharp eyesight naturally senses the slight twitch of his ears. He is obviously moved by Ye Cheng's mantra that contains extremely powerful Buddhist teachings, and he attacks Zi with his spear.
shield.
"Amitabha, you are indeed proficient in the secret knowledge of Buddhism. Once this mantra comes out, green mountains and green waters are clear everywhere. I don't know where you got this mantra. Please enlighten me!"
Not only is I, the Buddha, compassionate and curious, but Kong Wen and others are also keeping a close eye on Ye Cheng, hoping to know where the secret of the mantra mudra comes from. After all, this is the Buddhist heart method, so naturally it is not possible.
I am willing to wander around the world, and want to know the true truth both in public and private matters.
The strange spiritual pressure and atmosphere that were originally unusually strong were suddenly swept away by Ye Cheng's mantra spell. The mysterious and subtle details in it would be difficult to understand except for those who have experienced it.
Ye Cheng smiled calmly and said: "This is passed down by Master Zhenyan. I also met the master by chance, and that's how I got this chance!"
"Amitabha!" My Buddha murmured compassionately, and said slowly: "It turns out that this is the secret method taught by my Buddhist master, Mantra. No wonder the donor has such exquisite Buddhist mind. I just don't know why you didn't do it when the master taught you the mantra."
By surrendering to evil spirits, wouldn’t it mean that you have failed the hope of the Master of Mantra?”
Ye Chengdao: "Master Zhenyan only taught the boys that a righteous heart is good, and the original heart is extremely righteous. Everything should be done from the heart, as long as it is clear from the heart. The so-called evil demons and heretics are just the so-called righteous people like you.
It’s just a fabrication. Compared to murder and arson, none of you would have blood on your hands!”
My Buddha shook his head compassionately and said: "The fishy smell on our hands is the blood of evil spirits and heretics. In order to rectify the universe and restore clarity to the world, these killings and cruelties are also good deeds!"
"Haha, what a joke! Who gives you the power to decide life and death, who gives you the power to judge people's good and evil. Bloody hands are bloody, so why bother to find excuses for yourself!"
"The donor is too extreme. Could it be that you haven't heard of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Buddhist teachings? If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Ye Cheng replied disdainfully: "Compared with Ksitigarbha's views on Buddhism and Dharma, you really don't know what to say. It's better to take action quickly. The more you talk about it, the more annoying it becomes!"
Unexpectedly, my Buddha was so compassionate that he was not angry at all. He shook his head and smiled, then shut up and stood quietly like a giant Buddha that had appeared from eternity. It made people have the urge to prostrate themselves, and he could reach the top of the mountain.
Players, it’s not like they are just bragging about their reputation.
As quiet as a mountain, as stable as a rock, an unfathomable aura permeates the air, and is integrated with the hall. It truly has the spirit of conquering the enemy without fighting, perfect and flawless, with no gaps to be found.
Attacking such a giant Buddha, no matter how confident and arrogant Yecheng is, he will still be attracted by the fear of self-destruction as a moth flies into the flame.
If you were to replace any one of them, you might really be at a loss and gradually lose the momentum to fight with them. When the time comes, you will naturally be defeated without attacking. If you force yourself to attack, your defeat will only be worse.
Ye Cheng snorted coldly, quickly drew out his long knife, and slashed it towards the open space between the two of them. Suddenly the sword aura filled the air, and layers of aura directly involved Buddha Mercy in it.
You must know that there was nothing to attack, nothing to defend, and there was no opening for us to take advantage of. If there was no way to deal with it, the situation would become even worse. But his sword turned the whole situation around. As long as I can
Using compassion to resist and balance the momentum, Ye Cheng waited until he broke the situation where he was neither attacking nor defending, with no gaps to find. Under the pull of the momentum, it was enough for Ye Cheng to turn his passivity into an initiative. When the time came, he could attack and retreat.
It can be defended, no longer the disadvantage of being unable to move.
My Buddha, the Compassionate Buddha, hangs the name of the Buddha high, and a Zen staff has appeared in his hand. At the same time, it flies up, comes to the top of Yecheng, and sweeps over.
Ye Cheng shouted "Okay" and immediately mobilized the inner energy in his body. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. He raised the long knife directly and hit the top of the Zen staff. The two of them transformed and changed places, just like birds flying in the forest or koi carp leaping over the stream.
It's so natural and seamless.
My Buddha's compassionate heart cannot help but feel tight. Although he was born in Shaolin, he was fortunate enough to be taught by the Venerable Emperor Xin of the Huayan Sect, one of the four sects of Buddhism. He even learned the Venerable's Dzogchen Staff Technique, which emphasizes "making decisions everywhere."
"Everywhere you stand is true." The state of freedom and perfection comes from nothing and returns to nowhere. No matter how tight the opponent's defense is, his Dzogchen Staff can still flow like a stream through a dense bamboo forest.
According to his thinking, after two consecutive fierce battles, Ye Cheng must have been damaged. Faced with such a blow from him, he would naturally choose to dodge or block with his knife. Then he could naturally deploy his staff skills and penetrate every hole.
The mercury-like attack can completely destroy the opponent's fighting spirit and confidence.
Not only Ye Cheng did not retreat but advanced instead, using his astonishing sword skills that were both clumsy and clumsy, he struck him with a sword before his staff skills changed. With the compassionate strength of our Buddha, I couldn't help but feel frightened and secretly praised his sharp vision.
A soft sound of "ding!" spread throughout the entire hall.
Ye Cheng felt the deep, pure and peaceful energy in the opponent's Zen staff. It was indeed the most profound inner force in Buddhism. With a strong strike of sword energy, he felt like an ant shaking a tree. He knew that the depth of the opponent's skill was definitely in his own hands.
On top of that, after all, he was born in Buddhism and had this kind of systematic martial arts guidance, unlike him who had to figure it out all by himself.
The staff technique could not be deployed, and I, the Buddha, lowered his eyebrows compassionately and said: "Your Excellency's skill is somewhat unexpected. You are indeed a worthy scholar with a great reputation, but what I want to learn is your Buddhist martial arts. This sword technique does not seem to belong to my Buddhist path!"
"
Ye Cheng laughed loudly and shouted: "I think you are obsessed with it. As the saying goes, one method can overcome all methods, why should you stick to one style when practicing Buddhist martial arts? It seems that you haven't mastered Buddhism yet!"
My Buddha Mercy was stunned for a moment, and was speechless for a moment. A slight crack suddenly appeared in my perfectly tolerant state of mind, and I screamed secretly. Unfortunately, Ye Cheng would not let go of this wonderful opportunity.
