The Buddha's name continued for a long time, resounding in this empty mountain top, the world was silent, and even the people in the square remained silent.
After a long while, Xuan Ming said loudly: "Since the donor has chosen the nine difficulties, he has no choice but to follow the rules of the world."
The three great masters of Wudang Clan immediately shouted coldly: "It's not impossible for him to choose the method of the Nine Difficulties, but people who are in the Nine Difficulties must carefully consider and discuss it."
The powerful leader of the Beggar Clan echoed: "In the past, Zulong chose the three-disaster method to challenge three masters. The three people who participated in the three-disaster must be one level higher than the challenger."
"As for the Nine Difficulties, they are nine masters of the same realm. Considering that this person is already half-way through the Aperture Realm, the nine people sent here must also be masters of the Aperture Ability Realm!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene was in an uproar, and everyone exclaimed: "Having half-stepped your knowledge, challenging the nine masters, isn't this looking for death!"
"That's natural. These three disasters and nine disasters are very difficult in themselves. They are almost a life-and-death situation. This man named Tang would rather choose the nine disasters than commit suicide, but the results are similar."
"That's possible. It is said that Ancestor Dragon survived three disasters fifty years ago. Today, Tang Dragon Thorn has no chance of winning."
"Win? Why should he win? This boy has offended Wudang, the Beggar Clan. If the prediction is true, these two sects will definitely send out their elite masters to challenge him!"
While there was a lot of discussion below, the eighteen powerful men on the seats were also whispering and discussing. After half a cup of tea, Master Xuanming walked to the center of the factory again.
Before he opened his mouth, Shadow Dragon immediately stood up and said in a deep voice: "You must understand one thing first. Tang Long Ci can only half-step through the aperture, so according to the rules of the world, the strength of the nine people you sent cannot exceed five.
Above the critical level."
Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and said loudly: "We have taken this into consideration. Shadow Dragon Donor can rest assured that the strength of the nine masters sent this time is below the fifth level of Aperture."
The Black Dragon King immediately asked: "So, who are the nine people?"
Xuan Ming turned to face the square and said in a deep voice: "After eighteen notaries unanimously decided that these nine people are the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, the leader of Kongtong Sect, Master Tianlanzi of Wudang Sect, Elder Fuhu of Beggar Clan, and Songyang Iron Sword
Deputy head of the sect, deputy head of the Wolong Villa, deputy head of the Shaolin Luohan Hall, deputy head of the Beggar Clan!"
After reciting the names of many people in succession, Xuan Ming had to pause, take a breath and then continued: "As for the last person, Bodhidharma from the Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy came out to challenge."
Shadow Dragon frowned and said: "Dharmazi? But the genius Bodhidharmazi who is known as the reincarnation of the founder of Shaolin?"
Xuan Ming nodded and said: "Exactly."
Shadow Dragon snorted coldly: "As far as I know, Bodhidharma has now condensed his true energy and entered the realm of the Martial Lord. He is a proud contemporary of our dragon group, the Flying Dragon Envoy. Is it appropriate for you to let him come out to challenge?"
"
Xuan Ming said loudly: "That's because we were in a hurry and couldn't find a more suitable candidate. Although everyone here is also a strong master in the teaching realm, they are all in the advanced realm, and their seniority is extremely high, so it is inconvenient to take action."
The Black Dragon King sneered: "Then you simply send a Martial Lord to fight? You must understand that this is a battle with nine difficulties, not three disasters!"
Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and said: "I also know that this is inappropriate, but I will inform Bodhidharma in advance and ask him to suppress his strength to around the fifth level of Tongqiao."
Shadow Dragon couldn't help but feel a little displeased. After all, Bodhidharma was a genius of the same generation as the Flying Dragon Envoy. It was said that he had already mastered the Yi Jin Jing, which was really a big deal.
Even if the opponent suppresses their strength, it will be very terrifying, but after thinking about it, he can't find a reason to refute it.
The Black Dragon King snorted coldly: "I just heard you say that the Eighteen Arhats from Shaolin will be sent out for this first level. As far as I know, these are eighteen people!"
Xuan Ming proclaimed the name of the Buddha: "Although the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin are eighteen people, they have been integrated into one body. Naturally, they only represent one person. Of course, for the sake of fairness, these eighteen people are all at the eighth level of opening channels."
At this point, he turned around and looked at Tang Feng and said, "May I ask, Donor Tang, what do you think?"
Tang Feng smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "I have no objection."
Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and said loudly: "Then the Nine Difficulties have been decided. Let the battle of the Nine Difficulties begin now!"
After he said these words, Tang Feng stood up slowly, and the snow on his body fell piece by piece.
Shadow Dragon, Black Dragon King and others looked at Tang Feng and wanted to say something, but in the end they just shook their heads and slowly retreated to the edge of the battle stage.
At this time, Mao Shiba walked up, handed over the dragon spear and said: "Master, your dragon spear!"
Tang Feng didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to take the dragon spear.
Mao Shiba opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but in the end he just said: "Master, take care!"
After saying this, he turned around and stepped off the stage. The moment he turned his head, tears filled his eyes.
The eighteen powerful men on the seats also slowly stepped aside at this time, and the world suddenly became silent, filled with an indescribable sense of solemnity.
The audience was already in a commotion, and they all said, "I really can't imagine that this guy has such courage and dares to challenge these nine people."
"Who can say otherwise? Almost all of these nine people are powerful masters of Tongqiao. Each of them is at the level of deputy sect leader. They are also well-known figures in the world!"
"Especially the last Bodhidharma, who is known as the reincarnation of Shaolin Patriarch Bodhidharma. He is known as one of the four top geniuses in the world!"
"No matter how you look at this nine-difficulty battle, Tang Long Ci has no chance of winning!"
"Why is he doing this? He knows that he will die in the end. What's the point!"
Although there was a wave of sarcasm in the audience at this time, Tang Feng's back was turned to these people, but his expression remained unchanged. He held the dragon spear in his hand and his body was as straight as a dragon spear.
The slender body and the straight dragon spear give people a sense of perseverance no matter how you look at them.
As a loud Buddhist chant sounded, suddenly eighteen monks came onto the stage with wooden sticks in hand.
"Fairy of the Nine Difficulties, let's start with the first difficulty, the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin!" Xuan Ming said loudly.
Eighteen monks in gray robes, as soon as they stepped onto the stage, immediately moved in small steps to form a formation, surrounding Tang Feng.
Seeing this, the Black Dragon King frowned and said, "Master Shadow Dragon, do you think he can pass this test?"
Shadow Dragon's expression was also very ugly, he shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, although these eighteen bald donkeys are only at the eighth level of opening the pulse, the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation is not a fake one. The power exerted by the formation, even if it is
It’s hard to resist even a first-level master.”
The eighteen monks on the stage clasped their hands together: "The Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin are learning the benefactor's clever tricks!"
Tang Feng didn't speak, he just tightened the dragon spear in his hand!
