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Chapter 398 Strength Battle

Chapter 398 Battle of Strength

Alberto had already walked into the crowd. Because the stands were so tempting, everyone did not take the old host's arrival to heart at all. Instead, they squeezed forward hard, making the old monk stagger when he touched him, like a master.

His demeanor is gone.

Looking at these two important figures in the stands, Abotu felt a hint of schadenfreude in his heart. It would be better to let the two old guys lose both sides and die on the spot. Tupalu's status in Thailand cannot be shaken. One day

Unless he dies, Abotu will never get ahead. Although he has become the abbot of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, his status and prestige are still not as high as those of Tupalu. And the bastard Crow, who is full of sinister magic and insane,

Maybe he will die one day. Now the war between the two is about to break out. Abotu is really happy in his heart. The other people in the audience know Tupalu much more than Crow. This ragged and skinny guy

They were not very clear about who Chai's old guy was. The voices for Tupalu to win were much higher than those of Crow. These did not attract Crow's attention at all. He just stared at Tupalu, as if

As if he were eating people, he finally asked: "Brother, I think a battle today is inevitable. No matter you agree or not, I will take action. If you can really achieve the state of neither life nor death, I admire you."

This bastard had already come with murderous intentions. Now that he had finished speaking, he was even more unceremonious. His left hand, which was as dry as firewood, was stretched out violently, while his bone-white right hand was retracted and hidden in his sleeve.

, full of mystery.

Fighting Tupalu with one hand, at least it seems like this to outsiders. Shen Sanquan saw it, but he didn't think so in his heart. He knew how powerful Tupalu was, even if the crow hadn't appeared for so many years.

, and it is absolutely impossible to take it so lightly. It’s okay to actually win against Tupalu with one hand. Once you lose, others will only say that you are a loser. The crow will not fight a battle that is uncertain. After so many years, today

The purpose of appearing is to defeat Tupalu in front of everyone. It is fair for two hands to fight against two hands. Some people may think that Crow's right hand is disabled and there is no possibility of using it. But in Shen Sanquan's view,

But I always felt that this old guy had a hand in store, and that terrifying and unusual hand would most likely come out at the critical moment.

I hope Tupalu has the same thoughts as him. Shen Sanquan prayed secretly. In the stands, Gui Lie didn't have time to provoke Song Guai with his eyes. He just watched this rare battle closely.

Somchai's fear surged into his heart again. If Tupalu failed this time, Somchai might not be able to return to Chiang Rai with his life.

The fierce battle between Tupalu and Crow was naturally not comparable to that of the Snake Slave and the two big men in tight clothes. Although Tupalu had profound Buddhist teachings, he would never really sit still and wait for death. Crow was different from ordinary people.

, he can do what he says, and he can hold back the spirit of enduring defeat for more than thirty years. The only purpose of coming here this time is to defeat Tupalu, or kill him directly.

I let go of the bad breath in my heart.

Therefore, as soon as the crow made a move, Tupalu was already on guard and decisively challenged him. Retreating or fighting could no longer be considered. In such an occasion, perhaps the real thing is to completely defeat the crow's unyielding pride.

Tupalu said that the crow is a murderous weapon in the world, and the trained ghost is even more frightening and cruel. If these two people are really dead, they can definitely save Shudu.

Countless lives.

Crow's skills are very fast, and almost all his moves are killer, but Tupalu fights slowly, and suddenly speeds up at critical moments, making Crow unable to guard against him. One has a stable mentality, but the other pursues the pleasure of killing.

By the way, the bad breath that has been held in for more than thirty years, once it breaks out, suddenly burns like a raging fire. Whether it is Chinese Kung Fu, Thai Muay Thai or even some other countries’ fighting skills, they all pay attention to one thing.

Haste makes waste, and pays attention to a kind of step-by-step process. The crow's magic is originally a way to pursue high efficiency to improve body function. Now it has been indulged in for thirty years. As expected, there is a kind of perfection and cruelty to the extreme.

It's spicy, and after dealing with poisons for a long time, this guy's whole body is full of poisons. If he touches it, he will be injured or die. There is no exaggeration in the slightest. The figures of the two people quickly flashed in the stands, and the crow finally made the group of people below look at him with admiration.

Once, if Crow's "stunning" appearance at the beginning made everyone look up to him, then this time he was able to compete with Tupalu on the same stage and even had a slight tendency to gain the upper hand, which really surprised everyone.

Now, being able to compete with Tupalu is a sign of strength in itself. However, two of the three apprentices taught by the crazy man back then are already famous in Thailand. Tupalu and Bolaritga are already famous.

He is an existence like a master outside the world, but this little junior brother, Comrade Crow, has been silently disappearing for thirty years. Now he finally makes his debut. Whether he will be proud in the end or continue to sink may be revealed soon.

The crow worked hard, very quickly, with lightning strikes and a ruthlessness that revealed an imperceptible coldness. His eyes were fixed on Tupalu. This guy had to kill many poisonous things to achieve this poisonous skill.

, that dry stick-like left hand stretched tightly towards Tupalu's throat every time, as if it was about to strangle someone else's neck. Shen Sanquan could see that Tupalu also used his own guard.

His ability does not give people the relaxed pleasure of fighting against Gui Lie. Instead, he works step by step, while defending, while effectively performing a series of lightning movements. His shots are like lightning, and his kicks are as powerful as Mount Tai. In the White Temple,

Tupalu and Bolaritga sometimes use it to discuss the subtle moves between Muay Thai, so Tupalu's skills at this time are a combination of Buddhism and Muay Thai, but Muay Thai is mainly about fierceness and fierceness.

The attack methods are much more merciful when it comes to Tupalu. There are no too dazzling and ruthless moves, but once they hit, they can make people lose their ability to fight for a moment. Of course, these are for others,

As for the crow, he didn't have enough strength to stop him instantly. The two of them had collided with each other more than twenty times. Every time they touched, they were bounced away instantly. The crow couldn't attack for a long time, and gradually became patient.

Having been completely wiped out, he took action bravely. His moves looked very weird. One hand was tucked into his sleeve, while the other hand kept brushing towards Tupalu's cheek. Tupalu was a master of Buddhism.

, his methods are at the master level, but he doesn’t have many ways to hurt or kill people. He aims to educate people, but it’s just that people like Crow, who have gone crazy and even become like devils, can never be educated.

Shen Sanquan stayed under the stands, with the boning knife in his hand already pulled from his waist. If something happened to Tupalu, he would not rule out the possibility of shooting the flying knife directly, but this time the knife shot He himself was not sure whether he could hurt the crow when he went out. Long Jiu, who was next to him, already knew the intention of Shen Sanquan. He looked at Shen Sanquan and said: "Sanquan, don't be anxious. The crow is stronger." There are too many ghosts, I believe Master Tupalu can handle them, but what you need to pay attention to is the ghosts, that bastard will probably take action!"

Long Jiu's words reminded Shen Sanquan that this time Wu Wu and Gui Lie came to the Temple of the Reclining Buddha to participate in this fasting festival. It was very likely that they had made a detailed plan and did not even intend to let Tupalu walk out of here. Wu Wu was not very sure about killing him. Tuparu will die, but if the two of them are in the stands and the ghost suddenly attacks, Tuparu's life and safety will be in danger. The few monks Tuparu brought are all accomplished people in Buddhism, but in terms of skills, they are Ordinary, he is not in the stands now, so he can't help Tupalu at all. Thinking of this, Shen Sanquan squeezed a few steps forward again, almost leaning against the edge of the stands, and came to this place, feeling more Seeing the danger factor of this fierce battle, Shen Sanquan had every reason to believe that if he went up, he would probably be killed by the crow in one round.

The two were locked in a stalemate, and suddenly the crow took a few steps quickly, and its sharp claws reached out. At the same time, the pace instantly accelerated, and it bounced up. The same skinny legs and knees attacked Tupalu from the air. The old monk was really shocked. With great skill, he blocked with one hand and pressed down gently to remove all the force of the crow's high pressure. The other hand firmly grabbed the crow's left hand and pulled it over. Just when everyone was about to When he shouted loudly, the white bone that the crow had been hiding in his sleeve suddenly slipped out from inside, and suddenly stretched out into Tupalu's eyes like a claw.

"Be careful!" Shen Sanquan shouted involuntarily, with lightning and flint, a critical moment.g!~!dd


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