Jiumozhi had never had any dealings with Qin Changfeng, so he knew very little about it. He had been eavesdropping nearby for a long time, and he only knew that Qin Changfeng had designed to trick Murong and his son, and he felt that his scheming was quite deep.
As for Qin Changfeng's martial arts, actually not many people outside of Shaolin know much about it, probably because the number of times he took action in front of outsiders was extremely limited. The most shocking one was just killing 136 people alone in a night battle at the border.
That time he became known as the Western Xia Warrior, but only a few disciples of the Beggar Clan witnessed that battle, and after many years, the impact was gradually disappearing.
The other time was the Juxianzhuang Heroes Conference. The miracle of Xiang Wanghai and Bai Shijing being cursed to death is still circulated in the world like a myth. However, this matter is so unbelievable that people would rather believe that it is just a coincidence, or that it is a miracle.
Wang Hai and Bai Shijing had really committed such heinous crimes that they had incurred divine punishment, and they would never have thought that that punishment was summoned by Qin Changfeng.
When Ding Chunqiu was killed in Leigushan recently, he wore a fierce ghost mask from the beginning to the end. Except for a few people such as Xu Zhu and Ye Sanniang, no one knew that he was the monk who struck so harshly.
As a result, his reputation in the world may not be low, but the level of his martial arts has always been a mystery, or not many people pay attention to it.
At this time, Jiumozhi saw that he was only in his early thirties, and he expected that no matter how high his martial arts skills were, his martial arts would be limited, so he smiled and said: "My young master doesn't have enough time to practice, so I'd better step down and let the eminent monks of your temple's Xuan generation take action."
When he spoke, he looked like a senior who didn't want to bully a junior. The implication was that you, young monk, are not on the same level as me. I don't want to bully you. You still have some self-awareness, so don't show off.
Qin Changfeng frowned, but before he could say anything, an old monk with a red face walked out slowly. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand gently touched each other, with a smile on his face and a gentle look. He was the eminent monk of the Xuan generation of Shaolin Temple.
Xuandu, who had always been kind-hearted and loved by young disciples, smiled and said: "Since the master is determined to compete in this competition, let the poor monk use Shaolin flower fingers to ask for advice."
The fact that Xuandu stood up at this time was not because he didn't believe Qin Changfeng, but because many people in Shaolin only knew that Qin Changfeng's Vajra Indestructibility was accomplished, but they didn't know that his Xumishan palm opening power was also extremely good... After all, Vajra Indestructibility
The bad magic skill is only the basis for being invincible. If you want to win, you need a powerful offensive skill. Otherwise, if he just stood up and got beaten with the indestructible magic skill in this match, even if he got a draw in the end, Shaolin would lose face.
It's also quite ugly.
Jiumozhi also had a smile on his face and said: "Master Jiu Mu Xuandu's special skill of 'twisting flowers with fingers' has been mastered to perfection. It's a great honor to see you today." As he said this, he also gently put the two fingers of his right index and thumb together to make a gesture of pinching flowers.
state.
The next moment, the two monks slowly stretched out their left hands at the same time and flicked three times towards each other.
Seeing this, Qin Changfeng sighed helplessly. He originally wanted Shaolin to avoid this shame and send Jiumozhi away directly, but after all, he was still too young, and his reputation among Shaolin disciples was not high enough to be unconditionally believed.
kind of degree.
Just as he expected, he only heard three pops and the collision of his fingers. Xuan Du swayed and suddenly three blood arrows shot out of his chest, spraying out for several feet.
The result is self-evident. In the competition between the two finger forces, Xuan Du was defeated, and all three of Jiumozhi's finger forces hit his chest, as if he had been injured by a sharp blade.
"I wonder which eminent Shaolin monk will continue to teach? If not, please ask the Shaolin monks to sit back and watch, and stop interfering in the grudges between Master Murong and the Xiao family." Jiumozhi seems to be humble, but in fact, both in his face and in his words,
The words are full of ridicule, as if saying that the Shaolin monks are nothing more than this, and that the seventy-two unique skills of their sect are not as well mastered by an outsider as him.
Even though Xuanci and others were well-educated, they were still unhappy, but at this time Jiumozhi took advantage of the situation and said loudly: "The young monk came to the Central Plains alone. He wanted to see the style of the Shaolin Temple. Let's take a look at this place known as the Central Plains.
What a solemn and majestic scene the Beidou place of Mount Tai in the martial arts world is. But after listening to the words of the eminent monks and looking at the martial arts of the eminent monks, hey hey, it seems that it is not as good as the Tianlong Temple in Dali Kingdom in the remote southern border. Alas!
This disappoints the young monk greatly."
Xuanci, Xuannan, and Xuanji were silent, feeling as if they were being cut out by a knife. Although they did not want to admit it, the fact was that the Shaolin stunts performed by Jiumozhi were truly unparalleled in power. Almost none of the Shaolin monks could compete with them.
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"What the Imperial Master said is wrong." At this time, no one stopped him. Qin Changfeng said unceremoniously: "In my opinion, the Imperial Master is just a person who deceives the world and steals his reputation. The Imperial Master's martial arts seem to be powerful and exquisite, but in fact they are
It's just an illusion, just like a sword with various exquisite patterns carved on it, but in fact... not only does it not improve the power of the weapon itself, but it also greatly reduces the strength of the blade. In the final analysis, martial arts is just
The method of using strength lies in the essence rather than the quantity."
As he spoke, he imitated Jiumozhi's previous technique of using the Maha Finger and stretched out his thumb towards the boulder more than ten meters away that Jiumozhi had just juggled from heaven to earth.
When the inner power is exerted, it is not a Maha finger, but a flying arrow!
However, due to the invisible and formless nature of the inner power of the Small Phaseless Skill, the flying arrow was also looming, as if it was really just a finger force. Only a hissing sound was heard, and a deep hole as thick as a finger appeared on the boulder, as if it had been struck by a finger.
It was like a stab with an invisible sharp sword.
Everyone present was surprised when they saw this. Even just this step was shocking enough. After all, this was the power of a finger four to five feet away!
But the next moment, there was a loud bang from inside the boulder, followed by dust flying, gravel splashing everywhere, and the entire boulder was blown to pieces.
The entire cliff was silent. If Qin Changfeng's finger was simply regarded as finger power, it would be truly an unparalleled stunt!
Jiumozhi shouted after a moment: "Good work! Try my Prajna Palm move!"
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and stood with his palms three feet apart, as if to salute, but his palms did not close together. With a cry, a burst of palm power spurted out from between his palms and rushed towards Qin Changfeng.
, it is the "Canyon Heavenly Wind" of Prajna Palm. However, Prajna Palm has "empty, nothing, not empty, not nothing" as its main purpose, but his palm is fierce and heavy, obviously only its meaning has no shape.
Qin Changfeng's expression remained as usual, he raised his right hand and waved it lightly, dispelling the force of his palm.
It's not that Jiumozhi's skills are not profound, but that the distance between him and Qin Changfeng is too far. If he hits a palm from ten meters away, no matter how strong his palm is, he will not be able to reach Qin Changfeng with only 40 to 50% left.
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Jiumozhi also knew this in his heart, so after taking out his palm, he quickly stepped forward to get closer, but Qin Changfeng struck him with a palm, and saw a slightly golden palm force wandering in the void, and immediately there was a strong force.
A strong energy rushed towards my face, as if a stone slab had been struck directly in front of me!
In order to prevent Jiumozhi from noticing that he had practiced the Small Phaseless Kung Fu, he used the indestructible inner power of the Vajra for this palm.
And it should be mentioned here that although the trialist's skill power has a fixed upper limit, it does not necessarily mean that every attack must hit the maximum attack.
As long as you practice more and raise the skill level to more than two levels, you will basically be able to control the power of your own skills. This is naturally a good thing for the trialists. After all, in many cases, just deterrence is enough, not necessarily
Kill as soon as you take action.
The same principle applies to Qin Changfeng's fusion skills. The Dragon-Subduing Sumeru Palm is naturally far more powerful than the Sumeru Mountain Palm, but if he wants, he can also use only the Sumeru Mountain Palm. Just like the skill level of Flying Arrow.
As he gets taller and taller, he is actually equivalent to having mastered Xiao Li's flying knives. Even if he shoots people with flying knives, he can always shoot without missing a beat, but the power is relatively weak.
Qin Changfeng's palm only activated the secret power of Mount Xumi's palm, so there was no dragon-shaped energy and dragon roar. Although there was still a bit of a weird feeling, in general it was still the authentic Palm of Mount Sumeru.
, so none of the Shaolin monks noticed anything unusual.
With a bang, Jiumozhi used his Prajna Palm again. Although he blocked it, the fierce force coming from the palm made him tremble.
It was also a palm ten meters away, but the force transmitted to his hand was much stronger than the palm he hit Qin Changfeng before!
In fact, although he has practiced many Shaolin stunts, they do not include Sumeru Mountain Palm, so he is not familiar with this palm technique. He also does not know that the palm power of this palm technique is not weakened due to distance.
Qin Changfeng's palm power is still so powerful after being weakened by three feet, so how terrifying is his real palm power?
"Little master, be careful!"
Jiumozhi knew that if he fought with Qin Changfeng, a Shaolin disciple of the Hui generation, he would not have much glory if he won, but he would be laughed at if he lost. However, the situation has reached such a situation that he cannot help but avoid the fight. All he can do is to do it as soon as possible
He had defeated the opponent, so when he opened his mouth as a false reminder, the figure flew forward like a wild goose, and the distance of less than three feet disappeared in a flash under the superior Qinggong.
When he comes to the front and back of his body, he directly waves his palm and strikes out. There is a slight sound of beep-bop-bop in the palm wind. The posture and technique are the superior skills of Prajna Palm.
Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together, his face was as still as water, and he remained motionless. However, he secretly activated the active defense of the Vajra Bodyguard and let this palm slap him.
With a thud, Jiumozhi felt as if his palm had been slapped on a big bell. Not only did it fail to shake Qin Changfeng, but he felt a counter-shock force.
Just when Jiumozhi was surprised, Qin Changfeng suddenly smiled at him, and then lightly pressed his palm forward. Five superimposed palm forces hit his chest directly against his palm. With a puff, this
An eminent tantric monk from the Snowy Mountains vomited blood without any suspense and was beaten out...
The victory has been decided, the national division has been defeated!
