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Chapter 290: Dao Jing

Chapter 290: Dao Jing

Zhang Daao, a gray-haired man, said: "Let's see the situation first."

Another boss Zhang: "Well, let's see and then talk."

"You must have been careless if you didn't go far. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been defeated by Chen Chao like this."

He looked unwilling to walk far, but his body could no longer exercise: "I lost." Chen Chao felt excited, nodded, and walked out.

Who is in the second room?

"Is it you?"

"Of course it's me. Xingyuan."

It turned out to be Master Daojing! "I didn't expect that my uncle is one of the nine masters of the Xuan Realm."

"I didn't expect you to defeat Junior Brother Xing Buyuan so quickly." "Let's make a move, Uncle Junior." Chen Chao's expression returned to calmness. Only when he is at his calmest and calmest, without surprise or joy, can martial arts be used to its full potential.

The most peak state, because what he will face next is the mysterious Dao Jing.

"Where to start...?" Dao Jing was still sitting on the bed, "At this moment, your whole body is full of frightening Qi, and there is no way to start."

Dao Jing's position remained unchanged, and the futon in his hand was thrown out quickly, with the force of rapid rotation. The dead grass in it flew away due to the rapid speed and centrifugal force. There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and with this

A futon was like an amazing UFO appearing out of thin air! Chen Chao was slightly startled, such powerful Qi. He could only catch the futon forcefully! But if he used his hands to pick up the futon like this, Chen Chao could guarantee that his palm would not be protected, so fast.

The rotating futon, with the dead grass on it, is no less than a sharp blade. If he goes forward with his hands like this, his palms will be smashed to pieces. As the futon quickly approached, Chen Chao had an idea and clapped it with one hand.

Sleeve, the blade appears.

The blade of the blade pricked the grass until the futon was hooked firmly, and then with Chen Chao's strength, the rapidly rotating futon passed through the space in front of him with the buzzing sound of airplanes and fighter jets, and the splashing weeds and thorns flew from the Chen Dynasty.

It was wiped on the face, leaving a cut, and blood drops slipped from it. Seeing that the futon was approaching, Daojing stood up from the ground. It was as if time had never existed for him, and he was still sitting on the futon just now.

, in the next blink of an eye, he was standing, approaching towards him like a god. The process of approaching was saved, and in just an instant, Dao Jing was in front of him, sweeping his hand diagonally, and the strong wind blew towards him.

On Chen Chao's left side, Kunlun Fist was in a soft state. When Dao Jing used it, it had such a shocking effect that it could move ghosts and gods. There was no way to remove it, and no way to control it. Chen Chao finally saw it.

What does it mean to be a master of the Xuan Realm? How terrifying is this Dao Jing?

"Use softness to overcome hardness, but you can also find softness in hardness. You have to remember that to reach the level of a fighting master, you must have both hardness and softness to exert your greatest power!" Dao Jing's palm swept Chen Chao's shoulder and swept him away.

It was spinning in place, like a spinning top. Chen Chao spun on the ground with one foot. When he had accumulated enough strength, he punched the ground with his right foot again, and his fist carried the centrifugal force from the Daojing place and his own rotation.

He struck out towards Dao Jing. Dao Jing showed a smile for the first time, "Okay, learn and use it, not bad!" He spoke in his mouth, but did not stop at all in his hands. He closed his palms into a lotus shape and grabbed Chen Chao's fist.

Following the force, Chen Chao's fist power was slowly neutralized, and then his body passed in the direction from which Chen Chao was rushing. The hands holding Chen Chao's fist flicked and released, and Chen Chao was counterattacked by Dao Jing's borrowed strength.

The bullet flew out. "Top!" Chen Chao hit the wall of the Zen courtyard, slid down and fell to the ground. His eyes looked at Dao Jing motionlessly, and his eyes suddenly changed.

It seems that it will take some time to defeat this Taojing.

Chen Chao exerted his strength on his back muscles, and his body was ejected from the wall he was clinging to, hitting Dao Jing like a cannonball. For the first time, Dao Jing's face showed surprise.

The air flow slowed down, and the body moved forward rapidly, causing the flow to form a long series of ripples.

Chen Chao's legs were running as fast as he could. Chen Chao didn't know if his speed could be described as human in the eyes of normal people. He knew one thing that the speed of Master Dao Jing, the master in front of him, was definitely not below his peak state. In order to

Get closer to him to the point where you can knock him down.

Chen Chao pressed forward with all his strength, his body showing a speed like a smear. Dao Jing also seemed a little surprised at his speed that could almost be regarded as instantaneous movement. Just now, Chen Chao could barely keep up with his own speed.

But now, there is a form that surpasses his own. Soon, Chen Chao is only one meter away from Daojing. When the two people breathe a total of 0.05 milliliters of air, Chen Chao is already far away from Daojing.

The distance was less than half a meter. Dao Jing didn't make any move yet, just letting Chen Chao do his best and standing with his hands behind his back.

Just when the two people were about to collide, Chen Chao suddenly changed. His toes hit the ground, and his body rotated rapidly. He passed by Dao Jing's side in a matter of millimetres, and became a spinning state, using inertia to float to Dao Jing.

From behind, seeing the opportunity, he gathered his strength in his hands and used a cannon fist with the power of an air explosion in the next second, hitting Dao Jing's vest! "Shaolin Diamond Fist, one of the three most ferocious boxing techniques in the world"

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Dao Jing turned around at this time, without looking at the position and angle of Chen Chao's punch. As if he had already known it, he punched out with both fists together. When Chen Chao's fist came out, he turned around like lightning and attacked. Master Dao Jing

His terror has truly reached an incomparable level. Now it seems that, except for using guns and ammunition, it is impossible for anyone to knock him down from a head-on combat perspective.

But maybe, guns are used to enhance the attack power of an individual. In Daojing's state of focusing on mutual cultivation of spirit and martial arts, any sneak attack can be detected in advance, even if it is a sniper one kilometer away.

Even with his hands, there was no way to lock him. The fists crossed together, causing both sides to explode at the same time and mixed into a roar. "Boom!" It was like a thunder. Everyone in the room was shocked, and everyone's expressions were shocked by this.

There was a shuddering sound. Chen Chao smashed the wooden window edge, and with the scattered wood chips, Fei's body fell heavily to the ground. Master Daojing also took a few steps back, unable to hold his feet, and sat down.

On the Zen bed.

Chen Chao put his hands on the ground first, supporting himself to stand up, and pain spread all over his body. Chen Chao reluctantly stood and looked at Dao Jing quietly, like an injured tiger. He is not what he is now.

Compared with before, both in terms of ability and body, he is stronger and still has the ability to fight again.

"Not bad, not bad!" Dao Jing clapped his hands, "I'm old, I'm no longer useful..." Dao Jing seemed to be understatement, attacking while talking, his fist speed seemed slow but actually fast, with a sharp rhythm. Chen Chao didn't show any signs of it.

Not feeling relaxed, I dodged his boxing attacks,

Dao Jing's hand turned into a cone, and he shot it down towards Chen Chao's chest. Chen Chao's palm crossed across and faced the peak of Dao Jing's hand cone. Unexpectedly, the moment Dao Jing's hand was about to collide, the Dao Jing's hand cone spread out and turned into a dragon-like claw that clasped his hand.

Chen Chao flew up and kicked Dao Jing's wrist. Dao Jing's arms suddenly retracted as nimbly as a monkey. Chen Chao's kick missed Dao Jing's palm by a hair, only bringing up a wisp of strong wind. Dao Jing

Take a step back and move your body forward quickly.

When Chen Chao retreated, his whole body was like a ship, sailing very fast on the turbulent sponge, pulling waves of momentum.

Dao Jing finally realized something was wrong, because Chen Chao started running around him. At first, he could still see Rang's figure, but faster and faster, Chen Chao's figure seemed to slowly disappear in the air.

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The headmaster Wu Dao and the elders of the Presbytery who were observing this dragon-tiger fight were immediately surprised.

Chen Chao's speed can be said to be the speed of light and sound.

An elder's eyes suddenly said loudly: "Put it on his arm."

One person immediately used the remote control, and soon, Chen Chao's arm on the screen doubled infinitely.

Chen Chao was wearing a white shirt, and his arms could be vaguely seen. Suddenly, there were very strange patterns on his arms.

A swastika.

At this moment, the swastika is slowly emitting a mist that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

The gray elder had already stood up from his chair. He was in disbelief: "This is impossible. Why can Xingyuan be a soul boy? Could it be that he has really reincarnated back?"

"Elder, who is he?" Wu Dao immediately aroused some suspicion after hearing the elder's words.

The expression of this gray-haired elder is getting more and more solemn. It should be like this, otherwise Chen Chao would not have that swastika pattern. It is exactly the same as the third generation soul boy. The third generation soul boy can be said to be the most beautiful among all the soul boys in Kunlun Temple.

Mysterious and powerful, in terms of individual combat capabilities, the third-generation soul boy can compete with any master in the world. But a hundred years ago, the soul boy was besieged by peerless masters from the United States, Britain, and Japan, and fell off a cliff.

Over the years, people in Kunlun Temple have been looking for the whereabouts of the reincarnated soul boy, but they have never found it. When they saw the swastika pattern on Chen Chao's arm, they were extremely shocked. They also strongly concluded that this was the reincarnated soul boy mainly because of Chen Chao.

The figure running around Daojing is exactly the same as the third-generation soul boy. There is absolutely no other person in the world who can use it.

Chen Chao had no idea that his arm had a swastika pattern on it. He just felt that his strength was strangely getting stronger.

"Uncle Daojing, be careful."

Dao Jing heard Chen Chao's voice, but could no longer see him.

Dao Jing suddenly noticed abnormal air fluctuations on his left side.

Suddenly, Chen Chao came over with a handprint.

Dao Jing also subconsciously punched his hand out.

The two palms touched together.

This time it was not Chen Chao who was knocked away, but Dao Jing.

Dao Jing only felt an overwhelming and irresistible force coming out of Chen Chao's palm.

He tried to resist this huge force, but to no avail, his body flew away like a kite.

"I'm offended."

Chen Chao retracted his right arm.

He seemed to sense something was wrong.

I rolled up my sleeves and saw that there was a swastika pattern.

Could this mean that the power of the soul boy is awakening?

"Xingyuan doesn't need to fight the next master of the mysterious realm." The elder said slowly, "He will become the soul boy of Kunlun Temple from now on. Only he can lead our Kunlun Temple to glory."

"Elder Chen Chao only defeated Dao Jing. Many disciples of the Huo generation said with some confusion." He can defeat all the masters of the Xuan realm because he has this ability. The pattern on his arm is the symbol of a spiritual boy, called

He went to the Presbytery.

"Yes, elder".

This article is read from the novel "".


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