Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become one of the top 20 beings on the Tianxing Academy's Prodigy List. Moreover, he is only at the late stage of the minor star level and has not yet reached the limit of the minor star level.
However, with Ye Feng's current speed of seventy-two times the speed of sound, coupled with his huge strength, if a stick falls, no matter how powerful your technique is, everything will be shattered.
This is what is called one force defeating ten!
Of course, if Lu Bu gets a chance, that's another story.
Anyway, according to Lu Bu's current cultivation prospects, Ye Feng feels that even if he reaches the Great Perfection of Little Star Level, he will not be able to stop his ten sticks.
More importantly, Ye Feng is not at the limit of the second-generation Zombie King.
Human cultivation requires talent.
People with strong talents can even sweep through the same realm.
The same goes for zombies. With his current bloodline of Golden Eyed Buddha and Dragon Zombie, his potential has not yet fully exploded.
"By the way, I asked Zhuge Wolong to look for you before, why didn't you show up?" Ye Feng asked.
Lu Bu took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and said, "Because Chen Beixuan is here, I have no chance to meet you alone!"
"Okay!" Ye Feng reluctantly accepted Lu Bu's explanation and said, "I want the body of the Human King!"
"Huh?" Lu Bu raised his thick eyebrows, stared at Ye Feng, and said, "What do you want that King Zombie puppet for?"
"Secret!" Ye Feng smiled mysteriously, "Anyway, I'll give you a month to help me get that King Zombie puppet!"
"Impossible, that Zombie King puppet has been handed over to the top management of China, and I can't get it."
"That's your problem. If you can't get it, go back to Tianxing Academy as soon as possible!" After saying that, Ye Feng carried the dark Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick and walked swaying towards the depths of the void.
"Damn zombies!"
Lu Bu's face was filled with anger as he stared at Ye Feng's back. He, the proud genius of Tianxing Academy, was actually threatened by the same zombie again and again.
At the same time, Ding Peng was still tireless, slashing at the formation covering the Shaolin Temple, but the formation seemed to be connected to the world and could not be shaken at all.
On the other side, a strange-looking Bodhidharma was entering the boxing ring, holding a gambling ticket in his hand and staring excitedly at the two boxers fighting on the ring.
If others knew that the person in front of them was the legendary Buddhist monk Bodhidharma, they would definitely be frightened.
"Left hook, whip kick, why are you so stupid!"
Seeing the supporting boxer being suppressed and beaten, Bodhidharma became anxious, stood up suddenly, took a step forward, and disappeared.
The strange thing is that no one seems to have seen this scene.
Not long after, Bodhidharma appeared backstage, his strange outfit changed.
Wearing a bright red cloak and only a pair of red pants, with his hands wrapped in red gloves and bandages on his wrists, he jumped towards the hall.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Bodhidharma's steps stopped, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and his figure disappeared again.
In the no-man's land a hundred miles away from the underground boxing match, Fahai panted heavily and leaned against a towering tree in embarrassment, "Amitabha, the current no-man's land is so dangerous that the young monk almost couldn't get out.
.Hey, I don’t know how Donor Fu is doing, I hope he is safe and sound!”
"Donor, who are you?"
Suddenly, Fa Hai's expression froze. Looking at Bodhidharma suddenly appearing in front of him, wearing a boxing uniform, he felt like his head was a little short-circuited.
"Little monk, follow the little monk!"
"What?"
"Don't talk nonsense, just follow it!"
Before Fa Hai could speak, the surrounding space suddenly became distorted.
The next second, Fahai's face was full of shock, and he looked at the vast sea of clouds, "This, is this in the sky?"
"Congratulations on your correct answer. As a reward, the monk can teach you a set of exercises!" Bodhidharma waved his fist vigorously.
"you are?"
Seeing the hood fall off Bodhidharma's head, Fahai's expression straightened, "Young monk, disciple of Wanguo Temple, the Buddha's name is Fahai!"
"Little monk, there is no temple, no temple, the Buddha's name is Bodhidharma!"
"Well!"
The corner of Fahai's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Bodhidharma with a proud face, he murmured in his heart, if you were Bodhidharma, this little monk would be the Lord Buddha.
"You want to be a Buddha? No problem, as long as you practice with the young monk, the young monk will guarantee that you will become a Buddha!"
"Master, you, do you understand his mind?" A look of shock appeared on Fahai's face.
"Yes!"
Bodhidharma winked at Fahai and said, "Not only does the young monk know his mind, but he also has the eye of heaven, the ear of all spirits, and the tracking nose for thousands of miles. Do you want to learn it?"
"seriously?"
Every magical power that Bodhidharma mentioned existed in legends, and it was really hard for Fahai to believe it.
"How can I make money by lying to you?" Bodhidharma curled his lips, looked at Fahai, yawned, and said: "The young monk cannot stay in this mortal world for too long, so please give me a pleasant word, whether you want to learn or not!"
"study!"
Regardless of whether Bodhidharma has these magical powers or not, just the fact that the other party can keep him suspended at an altitude of 10,000 meters for so long is enough to prove his terrifying ability.
"Happy!" Hearing Fahai's promise, Bodhidharma happily approached him and said, "Come, little monk, I'll teach you how to cross the river with a reed first!"
Bodhidharma didn't care whether Fa Hai could learn it or not. He performed all the exercises once and then let Fa Hai understand them.
Fa Hai was stunned. He recalled the dozens of exercises that Bodhidharma had performed before. No, it couldn't be called exercises anymore. To be precise, it should be supernatural powers.
"He, he can't really be the holy monk Bodhidharma, right?" Looking at Bodhidharma in a boxing suit, Fahai really couldn't connect him with the legendary Bodhidharma.
Bodhidharma lay leisurely on a white cloud, looking at the blazing sun above his head, holding a piece of wheat straw he found from nowhere in his mouth, "Little monk, little monk is about to leave!"
"So fast?"
"I'm sorry. I'm very satisfied to be able to stay in this mortal world for four hours!" Bodhidharma straightened his back, stretched, and looked at Fa Hai with a smile on his face, "Little monk,
Practice hard, and when you are canonized, go to Jinshan Temple to see the young monk."
Jinshan Temple?
There was a trace of thought in Fahai's eyes, "Young monk seems to have heard of it somewhere."
Suddenly, Fahai slapped his bald head and said: "Ye Fozi once told the young monk that he should go to Jinshan Temple to become a monk."
"Ye Fuzi?"
Bodhidharma seemed to be able to see Fahai's memory, and couldn't help laughing, "Interesting, really interesting. Zombies become Buddhas, which is getting more and more fun!"
With that said, Bodhidharma slowly stood up and twisted his neck, "Okay, I won't be nagging you, little monk, and I'll leave!"
"Little monk, before I leave, I will give you a piece of advice. In this world, there are not so many distinctions between good and evil. If you encounter a road that is impassable, use your fists to open the way. As long as you think it is right, follow your heart.
, do it with confidence and boldness.”
"Young monk, keep this in mind!" Fahai clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully to the white cloud where Bodhidharma was just now.
