The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation originally had a great reputation in the martial arts world. One theory is that it blocks the martial arts people who come to challenge Shaoshi Mountain. Another theory is that it helps Shaolin disciples break through the barrier.
It is said that every Shaolin disciple can challenge the Eighteen Arhat Formation of the same level. If he succeeds, he can obtain a higher position and martial arts.
In addition, if Shaolin disciples want to go down the mountain privately, they must go through the Eighteen Arhat Formation alone. All in all, the power of the Eighteen Arhat Formation is very terrifying.
Although Shaolin has not sent out eighteen bronze men at this moment, the eighteen thin monks in gray robes in front of them cannot be underestimated.
Tang Feng didn't move, and neither did the eighteen people. The stage looked very calm for a while, but under this calmness, there was already an undercurrent surging.
Everyone in the audience said nothing, and everyone craned their necks to watch.
Suddenly, Tang Feng moved and rushed out with a spear.
As soon as he moved, the eighteen people also started to move. Although there were only eighteen people, as Xuan Ming said, they had merged into one and formed a tight formation.
Tang Feng used his powerful Vajra Palm in an attempt to slap away the person in front of him. However, as soon as he struck out with his palm, five monks immediately hit him with long sticks.
What's even more terrible is that it directly hits the big acupuncture point on his body.
Tang Feng didn't dare to be careless, so he stepped aside in time to dodge, and suddenly rushed towards another monk with a sudden sound. But as soon as he stood still, six more monks immediately surrounded him.
The close cooperation between these eighteen people can be described as almost seamless. This Eighteen Arhat Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation.
In the formation, no matter where Tang Feng rushed, he would be surrounded and suppressed by the opponent.
Although he could slap one of them away with one palm, but in this case, the vital points on his body would undoubtedly be severely damaged.
"The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation is really no small matter. The coordination is perfect and I can't take action at all!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth and dodged as fast as he could.
"We can't go on like this. We must fight quickly. There are still eight tough battles to deal with, so we can't waste our energy!"
Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and raised the dragon spear in his hand. At this moment, his whole body was glowing with golden light, and the dragon spear in his hand was even more shining with golden light.
"Sweep across the wasteland!" Along with a roar, Tang Feng suddenly rose into the sky.
Originally, it was an extremely dangerous move for people to fly into the air in a large formation, because doing so exposed many flaws.
Seeing this, the Shaolin monks thought they had an opportunity and took action one after another, raising their wooden sticks to strike.
However, at this moment, the dragon spear in Tang Feng's hand swept out, and the momentum of the spear swept across like a stormy sea.
As soon as the wooden sticks came forward, they broke off one after another, and the fierce gunfire rushed over, knocking eight monks away and staggering to the ground on the spot.
"Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth and fired two dragon fists in one breath, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky like a tornado. Wherever the fists struck, all four monks fell to the ground screaming.
In an instant, twelve Shaolin monks fell to the ground and were seriously injured. This also meant that the formation was broken. The power of the Eighteen Arhat Formation requires the cooperation of eighteen people. Since the formation has been broken.
The remaining ones naturally posed no threat at all, but in the blink of an eye, the rest of them were swatted away by Tang Feng.
At this point, the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin fell to the ground one after another. In the first battle, Tang Feng won with a domineering appearance.
When the eighteen powerful men saw this, they all sighed: "What a Tang Feng, what a powerful dragon spear. This move has swept across all corners of the world. It is really the nemesis of the group attack formation!"
People in the audience also exclaimed: "This Tang Dragon Thorn is indeed worthy of its reputation. With one shot, it completely destroyed Shaolin's famous Arhat Formation."
Tang Feng didn't say anything. He slammed the dragon gun on the ground with a clang and turned to look at Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming looked very unhappy at this time. After all, he was also a Shaolin disciple. The Eighteen Arhat Formation was broken, and he felt a little embarrassed.
Sighing slightly, Xuan Ming stepped forward, clasped his hands and said, "Tang Feng won the first level of the Nine Difficulties! In the next level, please invite the headmaster of the Kongtong Sect!"
As he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the square, followed by a deep sound, and the person stood on the platform.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the man on stage was an old man in his sixties, with a goatee and a thin and slender figure.
"I'm the headmaster of the Kongtong sect, and I'm here to learn your brilliant moves!" Headmaster Kongtong bowed his hand.
Tang Feng looked at his aura and saw that he was already at the second level of understanding. He chuckled and asked, "According to rumors in the world, the Kongtong sect was established with the Seven Injury Fist. I wonder how popular your Seven Injury Fist is?
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Headmaster Kongtong was immediately furious. After all, he was an old martial artist and the master of a sect. The other party obviously didn't take him seriously when he asked such a question.
Now in front of the heroes of the world, where do you want him to put his old face? When he bit his steel teeth, he shouted angrily: "Even if you only understand 80% of the fire power, it is enough to deal with an evil boy like you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed out. With a shake of his arm, he used the Seven Injury Fist.
Tang Feng snorted coldly, thrust the dragon spear into the ground, and immediately rushed forward.
The Seven Injury Fist teaches how many people should be injured first, so it adopts a vigorous approach. At this moment, Master Kongtong is unfolding his fists, and the punches are sharp and surging, like a stormy sea, layer upon layer.
"But a clown dares to jump out and embarrass himself!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth, his body's Dantian surged, and in one breath, he punched out seven dragon fists.
The Golden Dragon Fist surged forward like a giant golden dragon, roaring and rushing over.
The fists clashed, and suddenly there was a loud bang. The Dragon Fist used its supreme power to hit the opponent with seven wounds on the spot, completely breaking it with a devastating force.
The face of the leader of Kongtong changed drastically and he immediately retreated.
But if he retreated at this time, how could Tang Feng give him a chance? With a movement of his body, in just a blink of an eye, he had already come up from behind, swept in front of him, and stretched out his big golden hand.
The leader of Kongtong instinctively wanted to block with his hand, but what shocked him even more was that he couldn't block it, and he didn't know how the other party would attack.
The next moment, his throat was pinched by the opponent's right hand, and a chill went straight to the bottom of his heart.
"You lose!" Tang Feng used his claws of the void to pinch his throat, his voice cold and his eyes stern.
Headmaster Kongtong’s face turned pale, and he was stunned for a long time before saying, “I admit defeat!”
Tang Feng then let go of his hand and turned around again to look at Xuan Ming at the edge of the fighting platform.
Xuan Ming shook his head and said: "In the second level of the Nine Difficulties, Headmaster Kongtong faced off against Tang Feng, and Tang Feng won!"
The scene was in an uproar. No one could have imagined that Tang Feng could win and win so cleanly.
"Although he has won two games in a row, it will be more difficult next time and the fun has just begun!"
Xuan Ming clasped his hands together and said: "Now for the third level of the Nine Difficulties, I invite Master Tian Lanzi of the Wudang Sect!"