Chapter 163: The New Criticism of the Mud Bodhisattva
In an inn, Xiong Ba was tied up and thrown on the bed. The doll was playing with the puppets and rattles in his hands alone, laughing and joking, looking very happy. There was a knock on the door, and soon, another doll left with an angry look.
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"What? Did that kid run away?" The two dolls had the same idea. Looking at the popular Dudu's appearance, the other one could roughly understand what was going on.
Xiongba, who was tied up on the bed, also quietly pricked up his ears. After waiting for so long without making a move, Xiongba was actually waiting to hear what was going on over there.
"Hmph, stop talking. That little guy's martial arts is really strange. He can turn into a wooden stake when hit. I chased him for a while, and suddenly, for no reason, the kid disappeared like a puff of smoke.
".
This doll looked very angry. Of course, she also felt that Duan Lang's ninjutsu was very magical, but in the end she was chasing the phantom of Duan Lang's clone technique, and the phantom disappeared out of thin air in front of her.
"Is there such a strange martial arts?" Another kid also thought it was strange. Such martial arts was really unheard of.
"Leader Xiong, what kind of martial arts did that child learn? Do you know?" Unable to figure it out, the two children walked to Xiong Ba's bed, looked at Xiong Ba who was tied up, and asked.
"I don't know either. That guy Duanlang's martial arts doesn't seem to be like our Chinese martial arts." Xiong Ba, although he was tied up, still had an extraordinary demeanor and replied calmly after hearing this.
As he spoke, he thought that his Beiming Divine Art was ineffective against Duanlang. Xiongba felt in his heart that it should be very different from the martial arts in Shenzhou, and it was not even considered a martial art. Otherwise, how could his Beiming Divine Art have no effect?
"Baby, it's completely unnecessary for you to tie me up like this. Now that I have lost all my martial arts, are you still afraid that I will run away?", he didn't want to say anything more about Duanlang. For Xiongba, being beaten by a seven-eighth
It would be a lifelong shame for Xiongba to chase away a 6-year-old child, so Xiongba then brought the topic to himself.
"As the leader of the Tianxiahui, we dare not look down on you even if your martial arts skills are completely lost." The two children looked at Xiong Ba happily and said.
"Actually, I have lost all my martial arts skills and can no longer control the Tianxiahui. The only thing I want now is to survive. Baby, why don't you let me go? I will give you the three-point return of vitality secrets that I have learned throughout my life.
How are you?" Xiongba, after a moment of silence, begged the two dolls for mercy.
Three points of return to vitality!?
Hearing this name, the faces of the two children became serious. As members of the Tianxiahui, everyone knows how powerful Xiong Ba San San Gui Yuan Qi is. Is he willing to hand over San San Gui Yuan Qi to him?
The two children looked at each other in confusion. Although they felt that this was not like Xiong Ba's behavior at all, it was true that he had lost all his martial arts skills. Are they still afraid that he would play other tricks?
Bring Xiong Ba back, kill him to establish his power, and seek the position of leader of the Tianxia Association. This is the idea of two children. However, if Xiong Ba is willing to give up three points of Gui Yuan Qi, it is better to deceive him first.
, is it not too late to kill him again?
Thinking of this, the two dolls felt a little excited. However, the lingering power of Xiong Ba for many years was still there, so the two dolls still did not dare to let go of Xiong Ba. They asked: "Where is the secret book of returning one's vitality to three points? Tell us, we
Get it yourself”.
"Well, facing a cripple who has lost all his martial arts, you are all so timid and fearful. How can you carry forward the world in the future?" Xiongba seemed to have completely given up his power. He sighed helplessly and said to the two children:
"Forget it, since you won't let me go, then I'll tell you. Naturally, I keep the secret book of three-point return of vitality close to my body, right on my chest."
"Go and get it." Even though Xiongba was tied up, the two dolls were still a little nervous about taking something from his chest. They hesitated for a moment. One of them gestured, and the other nodded, and gently put his palm against Xiongba's chest.
Touched it.
Sure enough, Xiong Ba had what looked like a book on his chest.
With excitement in my heart, I reached directly into my clothes and touched a book. However, when I was about to pull my hand back, suddenly, my palm seemed to be stuck and I couldn't pull it back at all. Moreover, the power in my body
, like a flood that burst a dike, it was sucked into Xiong Ba's body.
This doll had a horrified look on her face, and the crazy loss of internal energy made her feel weak all over. She froze when she looked at her movements. The other doll felt something was wrong and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? What happened?".
When she got closer and saw her sister's face, the doll was shocked and hurriedly reached out to pull her. However, when her palm touched her sister, the internal energy in her body also flowed out like a flood...
…
Xiongba squinted his eyes and used Bei Ming Sheng Gong with all his strength. He only felt the internal energy pouring in from the sea of Tanzhong Qi in his chest. This feeling of full internal energy made Xiongba feel more comfortable than ever before.
After half a cup of tea, Xiongba's inner strength shook and he broke the ropes on his body. He jumped up and looked at the two limp dolls lying on the ground with a smile on his face.
"The world...there is actually a magic power that can absorb other people's internal energy...Xiong...Xiong Gang Leader...spare my life." The two dolls lost all their internal energy and fell limply to the ground, looking at Xiongba pleadingly.
"Baby, if you obediently contribute your inner strength to me, I might be able to spare your lives. However, you are trying to kill me and seize my position as gang leader. You know what will happen to those who betray me.
"?" Xiongba chuckled, then hit the dolls' heads with two palms without any politeness, directly shattering their skulls.
The sky was slightly dark, and Duanlang leaned against a tree trunk to rest. After a night's rest, the injuries in his body had stabilized a little, but it was still difficult to recover. Ninjutsu practice is not martial arts after all, and chakra
But it doesn’t have the effect of regulating the breath and regulating internal injuries.
This night, Duanlang's thoughts were also very confused. Thinking about the relationship between him and Nie Feng for more than a year, he felt very reluctant to leave this time. After all, Nie Feng was his senior brother, and more importantly, he was his brother.
Apart from him, his only companion, he seemed to have no friends.
However, thinking of Aunt Yan, Duanlang sighed secretly and did not regret his decision to leave.
Come to think of it, why did you get hurt tonight? You have no grudges against Xiongba. Didn't you risk your own life and rush out to avenge their mother and son? But what was the result? You chased him out and was almost killed by the masters of the Tiandihui.
When he returned home after his death, Nie Feng and his son were still at home and did not go out to help him at all.
He risked his own life to avenge them, injured himself all over, and barely managed to escape. It was better for them to stay at home and not go out. Anyone else would not feel better, right?
After more than a year of getting along, Duan Lang was very clear about the character of Senior Brother Feng. He would definitely go out to help him, but why didn't he go? When Duan Lang returned home, he also saw that Nie Feng was stopped by Aunt Yan.
Already.
Although Duan Lang didn't hate Nie Feng, he was heartbroken, so he decided to leave. Duan Lang didn't want to encounter things like today again, let alone be killed by Aunt Yan one day. Moreover, Duan Lang didn't want to encounter anything like this again.
Lang also felt that there was no benefit for Nie Feng to follow Aunt Yan, but Nie Feng refused to leave and there was nothing he could do.
"Child, why are you alone out there?" Just as Duanlang was leaning on the tree trunk and taking a nap, with his thoughts abound, a slightly rickety figure came over, stopped under the tree of Duanlang, and spoke.
asked.
Duan Lang opened his eyes and looked at the person standing under his tree without saying anything. Although Duan Lang didn't feel any danger from this person, Duan Lang didn't like the look in this person's eyes.
How should I put it? This is a look that seems to see through everything. In front of him, it seems that he has no secrets.
Duan Lang is young, only seven or eight years old, but his expression and eyes are very mature, like an adult. Duan Lang is sizing up each other, and this figure is actually also sizing up Duan Lang, his eyes are
With a strong look of appreciation, he nodded appreciatively.
"My child, I am the best fortune teller in the world, Ni Bodhisattva. Would you like me to give you a divination?" Looking at Duan Lang with admiration, Ni Bodhisattva asked.
"Xiangshi?" Duanlang frowned, then shook his head, but his childish voice was very assertive and said: "No need, I don't believe in these, I only believe in my own strength."
After saying these words, Duanlang jumped up, endured his injuries, jumped between the tree trunks, and disappeared in front of the Clay Bodhisattva not long after.
"The world is in turmoil, and the sea is turbulent. The world in the future is really magnificent. Anyway, I will keep this broken body and take a good look at the wonderful things in the future." The Clay Bodhisattva looked at the figure leaving the waves.
, whispering in a low voice.
As he spoke, he faced the east, the dawn sunlight tore through the darkness, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Here in Japan, it has been half a month since Dongfang Yu set up the arena here. In the first few days, many people came to challenge, but later on, fewer and fewer people came, but Dongfang Yu's reputation...
But it's getting bigger and bigger.
Until now, I have never encountered anyone who can withstand Dongfang Yu's moves. In addition to martial arts, Dongfang Yu's ninjutsu also caused a huge shocking effect.
Today, Dongfang Yu sat cross-legged on the ring, and the ring was moved to the back. Although the people who dared to come up to challenge were getting stronger and stronger, they were becoming fewer and fewer. Dongfang Yu waited for three days this time, and no one dared to challenge again.
Already.
Finally, on this day, a group of warriors appeared. In the middle was an extremely luxurious carriage, with a man in his early thirties sitting on it. His whole body exuded an aura like steel. This group of people, just like
Stopping like this in front of Dongfang Yu's arena.
"This is the man from Wushen Jue Palace!" Many people among the crowd of people watching exclaimed in low voices.
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