Monk Qijie was just as the powerful men from the four major sects had guessed. He came from Longgui Temple and was a disciple of Evil Buddha. He had seen a lot of all kinds of good things.
Therefore, he knew very well how precious the "Tourmaline Loving Tree Pill" was.
This elixir not only healed his wounds, but also restored his meridians and bones. The qi and blood in his body were strong, and it could be said that he was completely restored to his peak condition.
Although he was lustful, he had clear grudges and felt that he owed Yang Mu a favor.
"I owe you a favor to the donor. Although I can't give you this first place, at least I won't hurt you and won't affect your subsequent competitions."
Monk Qijie said the Buddha's name and planned to put some water on Yang Mu, not only not to hurt the opponent, but also to avoid making the opponent lose too ugly.
Seeing Yang Mu approaching, he acted extremely calm, took a step back, and then swept a few meters back.
His strongest means are naturally the two secret secret arts, but his body skills, palm skills, boxing skills, etc. are equally powerful.
"What a speed!"
Seeing Monk Qijie disappear in front of Yang Mu, many people were amazed at the same time.
boom--!!
In an instant, people saw Yang Mu's figure disappearing immediately.
That feeling is like an ordinary person staring at the bullet flying out of the muzzle with his eyes wide open, but still can only hear the sound and cannot clearly see the trajectory of the bullet.
Before they could figure out what was going on, they saw Monk Qijie's expression change drastically, as if he had suffered a serious injury.
Yang Mu appeared in front of him and punched him in the abdomen!
Boom! Boom! Boom——
Monk Qijie was beaten so hard that he took more than ten steps back.
Every time he took a step back, the ring beneath his feet shook violently. Seeing that he was about to step out of the ring, he finally stopped at the edge.
His Adam's apple rose and fell, his face turned red, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yang Mu in horror.
Although he was determined to waterproof the opponent just now, his body and speed did not give way. As a result, the opponent caught up with him in an instant!
Not only did she follow him, she even punched him before he could react!
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
The whole place was dead silent!
Even the powerful men from the four major sects had expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"Don't think about giving me a pill just because I gave you a pill. Instead of trying to prevent me from losing too badly, it's better to think about how to prevent yourself from losing too badly!"
Yang Mu gave the opponent the elixir because he wanted to have a more enjoyable fight, but not because he wanted the opponent to give in to him.
What's more, the other party doesn't have that qualification at all!
At that moment, if he had thought about it, Monk Qijie would have either flown out of the ring or been unable to stand up.
"Donor, you..."
Monk Qijie seemed to have a lot to say, but he swallowed it all and only said: "The poor monk has been taught!"
He guessed that the other party might not be at a level lower than his own!
Unsurprisingly, the opponent's most powerful thing was the movement technique he just used, or his speed.
If I dare to be careless in the slightest, I might really lose to the opponent.
He took a deep breath, and a golden light appeared on the surface of his skin.
Seeing this scene, people in the audience seemed to have come to their senses, and the scene was boiling!
"It turns out that Monk Qijie didn't use all his strength just now. No wonder!"
"You mean, if Monk Qijie uses all his strength, he will definitely win without any suspense? In my opinion, we have all underestimated Yang Mutian!
Although I am still one step away from the Tianyuan realm and cannot compare with the two people on the stage, I still have good eyesight. The speed he showed just now is more terrifying than any mid-level Tianyuan realm I have seen before."
"It seems that this battle has become more interesting!"
"This session of the Immortal Questioning Conference feels more exciting than before! It's really the right time!"
…
On stage.
Monk Qi Jie came out of the cage like an evil tiger, with a ferocious look on his face. He pounced on Yang Mu and slapped his hands together. The strange scene from before appeared again.
It was as if his upper body sprouted countless hands, like the Thousand-Armed Buddha in mythology, trying to suppress Yang Mu.
"The Bodhisattva's Heaven-cutting Hand of Tantric Buddhism and the Thousand-Armed Tathagata of Zen Buddhism come from the same source. I'm a little curious. Who is it that you Tantric people created after observing the Thousand-Armed Tathagata?
Or maybe they are people from the Zen sect, observing and observing the Thousand-Armed Tathagata created by Bodhi’s hands that cut off the sky? It stands to reason that the Zen sect is so powerful that you should be the ones who secretly learned it?”
Yang Mu said with a smile.
In the inheritance he received, there were mentions of these two methods, and it was even said that these two methods came from the same source, but it was not said who learned which.
Judging from that piece of information, these two methods were nothing in the eyes of his mysterious master, so he didn't care about them, let alone explored them.
"Of course we are taught Zen Buddhism!"
Monk Qijie's palm was getting closer and closer to Yang Mu.
Yang Mu behaved calmly and calmly, with the same expression as usual. The battle between the strong is about means as well as state of mind!
If you are impetuous and easily influenced by others, you will easily be led around.
"Hey!"
Yang Mu smiled when he heard this and thought to himself, if I ask someone from Zen Buddhism, the answer will definitely be the other way around.
He took a step back and at the same time tilted his head to avoid a palm that hit him between the eyebrows.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded when they saw Yang Mu retreating and dodging Monk Qijie's attack. Yang Mu was really too relaxed.
"It seems that he is very relaxed, but if he retreats again and again and walks out of the ring, he will lose! At the moment, the Seven Rings Monk has the upper hand."
"But why do I feel like he is just out of curiosity and observing Monk Qijie's Bodhisattva Hand?"
"In other aspects, Yang Mutian may not be as good as Monk Qijie, but in terms of body skills, he seems to be far superior to Monk Qijie! His body skills are too terrifying!"
…
Seeing Yang Mu retreat to the edge of the ring, Zhuge Caiwei in the audience shouted anxiously: "You can't retreat anymore! If you retreat again, you will lose."
The moment her voice sounded, Yang Mu finally took action!
Boom!
He punched out, passed through thousands of arms, and hit Monk Qijie in the chest!
Monk Qijie was beaten until blood spurted from his mouth and he flew some distance away. When he stopped, he was shocked and angry.
"Bodhi Sky-cutting Hand, you can only say that you have mastered this method to some extent, but you cannot exert 100% of its power. What a pity!"
Yang Mu said with a smile: "Show me another secret Buddhist skill you have mastered. I want to see if you can see through my intention!"
Everyone in the audience looked at each other in shock.
This doesn't look like a competition at the same level, but rather like a senior giving guidance to a junior!
Just now, many people thought that Yang Mu's ease was purely an act. In an instant, their thoughts were completely overturned!
The shock in the hearts of the elders and powerful men of the four major sects was no less than that of ordinary people. They all had the same thought in their minds: