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Chapter 217: Small Formless Skill

"Hahaha..." A burst of clear laughter came from outside. Everyone looked around and saw a man in green walking leisurely from the door, followed by four maids holding swords.

"Zhao Kai!" Someone in the audience who knew Zhao Kai shouted out his name unconsciously.

After all, in the battle at Juxianzhuang that day, Zhao Kai made all the martial arts heroes lose their courage and fought against all the heroes in the world by himself. In the end, he was able to capture Doctor Xue and leave calmly with a little girl. This kind of martial arts, this kind of martial arts skills.

His courage is enough to make all the heroes in the world look at him!

"Piao Miao Peak Lingjiu Palace Zhao Kai and his four maids met with Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin." Zhao Kai saluted Abbot Xuanci gracefully. The maids Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum also followed suit behind Zhao Kai.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Abbot Xuanci bowed in return.

At this time, most of the heroes in Shaoshi Mountain were involved in the battle at Juxian Village, so they all had a bad impression of Zhao Kai. However, due to the special situation on the field at this time, they all tolerated it and did not have an attack.

Zhao Kai did not pay too much attention to the thoughts of the people around him, but turned around and smiled at Jiumozhi: "During the battle in front of Yanziwu, I didn't know that King Ming was so good. He was proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin alone.

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"Hmph! I was just a little monk and I was careless that day. Mr. Zhao, don't be complacent!" Jiumozhi snorted coldly and said. At this time, Jiumozhi has achieved great success in the Small Wuxiang Gong, and his confidence has greatly increased, so he faces

Zhao Kai also has this confidence.

As soon as Jiumozhi said these words, everyone was in an uproar.

Even Abbot Xuanci felt inferior to Jiumozhi, and judging from what he meant, he had actually lost to Zhao Kai before.

Zhao Kai smiled and said: "Hey, King Ming has now achieved the great success of his small Wuxiang Gong. He is full of confidence. Do you think you can fight with me?"

Jiumozhi was horrified as soon as the words "Xiao Wuxiang Kung" were spoken, but his face did not show any signs of confusion. He pretended to be confused and said: "Xiao Wuxiang Kung? What is it? I have never practiced it before, Zhao

Young Master, don’t talk nonsense here.”

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I almost forgot, Prince Ming, you are still using it to show off and deceive." Zhao Kai said, leaning slightly to the side, and suddenly raised his left palm towards the bronze tripod in the field,

The right fist came out with a roar, and I saw that

The Tongding tripod was hit by the force of the punch, and it jumped up with a "boring" sound just like before. This punch was obviously punched forward, but the Tongding tripod jumped upward. It can be seen that the skill of the punch is exactly one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

The secret of "Dajang Fist".

"This, this..." Abbot Xuanci said something for a moment when he looked at Zhao Kai, because today's blows came one after another, and Xuanci could no longer find him at this time.

North.

The tycoons on the field also began to talk about it at this time.

"How can this Zhao Kai know the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin!"

"Is it true that as King Dalun Ming said before, these seventy-two Shaolin skills are just commonplace in Tianzhu, and Zhao Kai also learned them from Tianzhu?"

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Jiumozhi looked at Zhao Kai, his face was ashen, and he forced a smile and said: "Little monk, I never thought that Mr. Zhao also studied art in Tianzhu."

Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu is a Taoist study that emphasizes tranquility and inaction, and the mind wanders to the emptiness. Compared with the "colorless and formless" study in Buddhist martial arts, although the name is slightly similar, the essence is very different. Zhao Kai just saw Jiumozhi perform

When he performs martial arts such as "Great Vajra Fist", "Prajna Palm", and "Moko Finger", he will know that his practice of small phaseless skills is very profound. But after all, it is just small phaseless skills!

Prajna Palm has the internal strength of Prajna Palm, the Maha Finger has the internal strength of Maha Finger, and the Great Vajra Fist has the internal strength of the Great Vajra Fist. They are distinct and indistinguishable. How can Jiumozhi know the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin? It’s just that

Knowing the martial arts moves, and then using the internal power of Xiao Wuxiang Kung to activate them will cause everyone to look at them.

This is the illusion of a divine monk in front of him. Just because the power of the Small Phaseless Kung Fu is so powerful that he can overwhelm the spot as soon as he uses it. In the eyes of people who don’t know this internal skill, they think that he is really proficient in all the stunts of the Shaolin School, while Zhao Kai just did it.

Even further away, I have seen Jiumozhiji perform this "Great Vajra Fist" move once, so it is not difficult to follow the same example.

Seeing that Jiumozhi was still quibbling at this time, Zhao Kai shook his head and chuckled: "King Ming is still saying this, so the scale is too small. Xiao Wuxiang Gong is originally the supreme Taoist method.

It’s no less than Shaolin’s seventy-two stunts, so what can you deny?”

"It's simply inexplicable! Since Young Master Zhao doesn't believe me, I will let you try the power of picking your fingers!" As Jiumozhi said that, he gently touched the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

A gentle look.

Zhao Kai laughed sarcastically and said: "Since King Ming likes to deceive himself and others so much, then I will just speak with the facts." Zhao Kai also gently placed the index and middle fingers of his right hand on each other, as if holding a flower. The two left hands simultaneously

Slowly stretched out and bounced three times towards the opponent

Bullet. Only three waves of blood were heard, and the fingers collided. Jiumozhi's body swayed, and suddenly three blood arrows shot out of his chest, spraying for several feet. After the competition between the two finger forces, Jiumozhi was defeated.

Zhao Kai's three fingers were all hit in the chest, as if he had been injured by a sharp blade.

Jiumozhi stretched out his hand to cover the wound, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

However, in this competition just now, Zhao Kai did not use all his strength, so Jiumozhi's wounds looked terrible, but they were only skin injuries and did not hurt the muscles and bones.

Jiumozhi couldn't accept the fact of his defeat for a moment. After he stretched out his fingers and tapped his chest to stop the bleeding, he looked at Zhao Kai and said sternly: "Young Master Zhao is really good at martial arts! Now you try my Prajna Palm move!" He said with both hands.

The palms stood up as if to salute, but the palms did not close together. With a cry, a wave of palm power spewed out from the palms and rushed towards Zhao Kai. It was the "Canyon Sky Wind" of Prajna Palm.

Seeing the ferocity of his palm, Zhao Kai did not dare to be careless. He followed the same example and returned the palm, but Zhao Kai's Prajna Palm was faster and stronger!

Jiumozhi was repulsed by Zhao Kai again, and this time he spat out a mouthful of blood, apparently suffering some internal injuries.

Jiumozhi originally thought that in the battle at Yanziwu that day, he was just negligent and fell into Zhao Kai's way. Now that he has achieved great success in the Small Wuxiang Kung Fu and matched it with Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, it is impossible to do so.

He lost to Zhao Kai. But the reality was like cold sea water, slamming him awake completely.

"Does Prince Ming have anything to say now?" Zhao Kai chuckled and spoke slowly.

Off the court, Murong Fu was staring at Zhao Kai coldly, like a poisonous snake.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao is really unparalleled in his magical skills. If it is true as Mr. Zhao said, this small Wuxiang Kung Fu can even imitate the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, then other martial arts will be out of the question. Then what happened in the martial arts in recent years

With all kinds of murders, Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid you can't escape suspicion!" Murong Fu suddenly stood up, looked at Zhao Kai and said loudly.

As soon as Murong Fu said these words, disaster would be diverted to the east!

At this moment, everyone's eyes on the field were focused on Zhao Kai, their eyes full of suspicion and hatred. (To be continued.)


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