Chapter 376 Half-assed Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon
Murong Fu's face darkened, and he pretended to be angry: "Master, do you think that I am just a wandering man who performs in the arena? How can the two secret skills of the Beggar Clan be seen by others if they want to?"
Monk Yuangen smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master Qiao. It is true that the young monk has a heavy responsibility and cannot be neglected. Please drink a cup of freshly baked tea as a gesture of apology for the poor monk."
He smiled and gently picked up a cup of tea with one hand and handed it to Murong Fu. The next moment, his eyes flickered and his gesture suddenly changed. The tea cup in his hand "clicked" and broke into several pieces. The tea was boiling with steam.
, turned into little droplets of water, carrying the fragments and attacking Murong Fu.
Murong Fu was shocked. He really didn't expect that the humble and kind old monk would turn out to be a smiling tiger. But he was surprised, and his reaction was not slow at all.
The moment he noticed the other party's movement, Murong Fu turned over. The boiling hot tea almost brushed against the corner of his clothes. The water droplets splashed out and made bumps on a wall, while the fragments of the tea cup were deeply damaged.
Embedded deeply into the wall behind Murong's resurrection.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Murong Fu's face darkened, and he hit Monk Yuan Gen directly on the jaw with his "seeing a dragon in the field" move. In the eyes of others, this was a killing move.
In fact, Murong Fu had long been prepared for the opponent to test his martial arts skills, and he did not forget to keep his disguised identity when he made the move.
These Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms are not fakes activated by the Small Phaseless Skill, but the genuine Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms that Murong Fu learned from Xiao Feng many times during the competition. Especially when he was deaf and mute.
Gu, Xiao Feng demonstrated the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms completely in front of Wu Yazi. After following the instructions, although he was far from as proficient as Xiao Feng, he still performed it well. At first glance,
The sound is also terrifying. Unless Xiao Feng himself comes here personally, no one in the world will be able to detect the subtle differences.
A hint of surprise flashed in Monk Yuangen's eyes: It turned out to be the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
Monk Yuan Gen stretched out his right hand into a claw, and clicked three times with his fingers. He heard the strong wind blowing directly, making a hissing sound, as if a sharp sword was piercing the air. Three fingers were pointed out, and they broke through the face, making Murong Fu look like he was not powerful.
The vulgar palm "seeing the dragon in the field" can be easily resolved.
Murong Fu didn't even reply. He didn't succeed with a single blow, so he continued to follow the example of a gourd. He slightly bent his left leg, drew a circle with his right palm in the air, and then pushed it out with one palm, hitting Monk Yuan Gen's chest.
This palm "Exalt the Dragon but Regret" is about being able to move and retract freely. You should use three points of force while retaining seven points of force. How can you use all the strength to attack like Murong Fu?
However, with Murong Fu's current internal strength, let alone the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that he has not practiced to the point of entering the palace, even the Taizu Changquan that everyone in the world knows how to use is far better than the Xuanzi monk.
Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.
Monk Yuan Gen smiled slightly: "What a trick of 'exalting the dragon but regretting it', he is indeed a young hero!"
While speaking, the index finger and thumb of Monk Yuangen's right hand were gently clasped together, as if they were grasping something. The other three fingers were slightly opened, and then he flicked them violently. In the flash of lightning, an invisible finger force appeared out of thin air.
Facing Murong Fu's counterfeit version of "Kang Long You Regret".
This light finger force was like a small boat in the vast ocean in front of Murong Fu's majestic palm force. However, as soon as the two forces collided, they disappeared silently, and even the dust disappeared.
Not a trace of it was brought up, as if it never existed.
Murong Fu's face became condensed: It was not because the other party had neutralized his half-hearted palm power, but because just now he clearly saw that the other party was using the "flower finger" among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.
Moreover, it is not a half-baked finger-twisting technique like Jiumozhi's, which is achieved through the use of small non-phase skills. Murong Fu himself knows the small non-phase, and if so, it can be seen at a glance. This is indeed the Shaolin sect's finger-twisting technique.
, and in terms of skill, it is far more profound than Monk Xuandu's flower-twisting finger.
Monk Yuangen smiled faintly: "Laity, be careful, the young monk is about to attack!"
Murong Fu wanted to tell a lie, but he couldn't show his true martial arts. He couldn't exert half of his ten-successful power. How could he dare to let the opponent attack? He quickly changed his moves, flipped his palms, as if he had caught the horns of two dragons, and used one move to draw water from the two dragons.
Zi blocked Monk Yuangen's retreat, leaving him unable to escape and had no choice but to receive the palm force.
But I saw Monk Yuangen's dry palms gently pushing out, and the moon-white monk's robes were stirred up and down by Murong Fu's palms, like two huge flying birds.
As soon as Murong Fu's palm power came into contact with Monk Yuan Gen's light palm, Murong Fu felt that his palm power was like a running horse stuck in a swamp.
Displayed everywhere.
If Murong Fu was only surprised by the flower-twisting finger used by the other party just now, then this move had already set off a storm in Murong Fu's heart.
The highest secret in Shaolin Prajna Palm is "empty to the end".
If Dou Zhuan Xing Shi is about pushing Qi to exchange energy and rebounding the opponent's moves to a certain extent, then this "empty to the end" move is to empty out the opponent's moves. Imagine that in a life-and-death fight, this move is used to the end. At this moment, the opponent's old strength has been exhausted.
Before new strength is born, as the saying goes, at the end of a strong crossbow, the force cannot penetrate Lu's silk. Wouldn't it mean that it is at the mercy of others?
If Murong Fu had used his own martial arts and used his special skills freely, he would have been able to neutralize this blow. However, Murong Fu was using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms at this moment.
The air was flowing, and he was ready to receive the opponent's next blow head-on.
However, the next moment, monk Yuangen clasped his palms together, stepped back, jumped two feet away, and said with a smile: "I'm rude, I'm sorry, I hope Gang Leader Qiao won't blame me."
After Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, he put his hands together, cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy!"
Monk Yuangen smiled and said: "In the past, the poor monk had a relationship with Wang Jiantong, the leader of the noble clan, and he was fortunate enough to see the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon."
Murong Fu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan, is a thing of the past. Now there is only Khitan Xiao Feng in the world."
Monk Yuangen was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "It turns out to be layman Xiao. I wonder what the connection between layman Xiao and the descendants of Daliao is?"
Murong Fu smiled bitterly and said: "The Xiao family of Daliao is the same clan as mine."
Monk Yuangen said: "I see. If that's the case, why doesn't Master Xiao return to Daliao?"
Murong Fu shook his head and said: "I am a Khitan. In the past, when my background was unknown, I killed many of my own people during the conquests between the two countries. Now that I have returned to Liao, I can't help but feel guilty? What's more, I haven't found out who killed my parents that year.
How could the murderer be willing to go so far away from the Great Wall?"