The two looked at each other and smiled, the contract was concluded!
Lin Su was also eager to make a move in his heart. Lifting Shaolin's wanted list was only one of his goals. Challenging Shaolin masters and raising the prestige of Liuchen Pavilion was the second goal.
People from the Tianxuan Division are everywhere, and even in Shaolin, there are countless eyes staring at him and Wen Bixie. If they fall into the sand this time, it may not be easy to rise again in the future.
However, Lin Su never thought about failure. Even if Juedian takes action, he still has the means to counter it, but the chance is slim. Unless Yuankong completely tears off the mask of hypocrisy, he will never bully the small with the help of Juedian.
He has the strength to bully a junior like Lin Su.
"Disciple, you will take action in the first game." Yuankong glanced at the little monk with an unkind expression and said, "He defeated you once, and he has created inner demons deep in your heart. Only you can defeat him.
Only in this way can you break the inner demons, and a teacher can only help you so far."
The young monk took a deep breath, and a ray of Buddha's light overflowed from his palm, slowly turning into a golden lotus. "Master, please rest assured. If the disciple cannot win, won't he let down the reincarnated Buddha and the relics of his junior disciple?"
He walked up to Lin Su in three steps and said: "Junior brother, your relics are very good. Senior brother is very grateful for your kindness in giving the relics. In return, how about sparing you?"
"You are so arrogant." Lin Su said with a smile: "Little monk, you are not only sitting in a well and looking at the sky, but you are also a bit arrogant. Take action, you will be defeated. Let's see how much you can gain by taking away the relics of my pavilion master."
The little monk put his hands together and saluted. In an instant, his movements were as fast as lightning. The majestic Qi was concentrated in his palms. He stepped hard on his feet and a strong wind blew. Mingfeng couldn't help but step back. Fortunately, Putuo held down his hand.
Shoulders, steady your body.
Dragon claw hand!
The true energy turned into the claws of a real dragon, seeming to tear the heaven and the earth apart.
Master Puma's eyes lit up and he said: "Grandmaster Taishi's great uncle's dragon claw hand is so amazing that it is difficult for the poor monk to resist this move even with all his strength."
Not only Pumo, Putuo, Puzhi, and even Puzhun have such palm techniques. As one of the only twelve remaining secret skills passed down by the founder of Shaolin Bodhidharma, Dragon Claw Hand is extremely lethal. It is Puzhun who has cultivated it to the perfect state.
There is no way to compare with the dragon claw in the hands of the young monk. Once they fight, the defeat is certain.
"Old-fashioned!" Lin Su chuckled. How could he not know the reputation of Dragon Claw Shou? He still remembered the formula of Dragon Claw Shou in his mind. The sharpness of this martial arts is also extremely terrifying, but this martial arts
Martial arts has no effect on him.
I fought against a young monk for the first time and also tried the dragon claw hand.
Lin Su stretched out his hand and made it into a claw shape in front of the young monk. Pu Mo and others were immediately surprised. The Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand was famous and prestigious. There were few martial arts in the world that could rival it. How could he dare to use the claw technique to take on the Dragon Claw Hand?
?
Green energy spread all over his arms, and Lin Su's arms seemed to be wrapped around a green dragon, roaring high into the sky.
Azure Dragon Wind Shredder!
The young monk's eyes darkened, and the pale golden Qi in his hand spurted out, instantly turning into a golden dragon that shot straight into the sky.
Lin Su waved his arm, and the green dragon followed closely behind. The two dragons entangled themselves, opened their bloody mouths and bit each other, intertwined.
Bang!
The green dragon's wind-removing hand and the dragon's claw hand collided, and a strong strong wind blew Pu Zhun and others unable to open their eyes. When the wind stopped and they opened their eyes, they saw the little monk vomiting a mouthful of blood, and his breath was gone.
It gradually became weaker.
"It seems that my Green Dragon Wind Shredder is better." Lin Su said indifferently. In his opinion, there is a big gap between the Green Dragon Wind Shredder and the Dragon Claw Hand. The former is a top-notch martial arts, while the latter is just the beginning.
In advanced martial arts with a good and evil value of 70, even if the young monk has reached perfection, there is still a big gap.
"How is it possible?" The little monk was in disbelief. He was defeated easily. Is he really that strong?
Wiping away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, the young monk suddenly made a gesture of holding a bottle. In an instant, the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly rose from his back.
Countless arms appear in the Dharma, carrying the sun on its back, and the Dharma of Guanyin Bodhisattva blooms with dazzling light, just like the Buddha coming into the world.
"Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara? No, it smells like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara of Great Mercy and Great Compassion. You finally got the idea." The Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara combined with the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara is a good idea. "It's a pity that you now ask me to summon the Dharma."
Not even qualified."
Thunder and lightning were lingering under his feet, and the wind was rushing. Lin Su's figure suddenly appeared in front of the young monk's eyes, and his flashing hand touched the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva, just like a sword cutting a steel plate.
Tsk! Tsk!
Thunder Arc Ten Hands!
Click!
A crack in the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva spread from the heart to the center of the eyebrows. Before the young monk could react, the hand filled with violent thunder and lightning appeared in his sight.
Boom! Boom!
At this moment, the world became silent, so quiet that one could clearly hear the beating of the heart.
That man is so skilled in martial arts that he can crush a young monk without even using his Dharma. Is the gap between him and me already so big?
Suddenly I feel so tired. Maybe if I close my eyes, I can reach the last pure land, the legendary Western Heaven.
I'm really tired!
call!
As soon as the young monk closed his eyes, a gust of wind woke him up. When he opened his eyes again, he appeared fifty steps away.
Lin Su withdrew his hand, "Master Yuankong, with your high moral character and respect, you shouldn't decide that this competition is a draw or that this junior will lose, right?"
"You won the first game!" Yuankong said.
He looked at Pu Zhun and said, "The man who released the Demon Suppressing Tower will have nothing to do with Shaolin from now on."
Pu Zhun recited "Amitabha" and immediately released Pu Ji from the Demon Suppressing Tower. When Pu Zhun arrived at the Demon Suppressing Tower, Pu Ji still looked incredulous, "Abbott, are you here to visit an old friend?
"
Pu Zhun untied his shackles and said, "You can leave. You will never be a Shaolin disciple again. This is the bet Lin Su won. You are free."
Puji returned the gesture without saying a word.
Looking into the depths of the Demon Suppression Tower, he sighed softly and shook his head, "Let's go. Shaolin today really can't tolerate poor monks. Instead of staying in prison, it's better to leave. Senior Brother Pu Zhun, this is the last time for Junior Brother
I call you that once, I really miss the old days."
Pu Zhun's body trembled and he let out a long sigh.
The two left the Demon Suppressing Tower and came to the martial arts stage. Lin Su exclaimed in surprise: "Master, this disciple is incompetent and has made the master suffer."
Puji touched Lin Su's head kindly and said with a smile: "Silly boy..."
Yuankong interrupted the two people's reminiscence and said: "In the second competition, Juekong, it's up to you to fight Pavilion Master Lin."
"Amitabha!"
Juekong walked out of the cave where he was retreating, and first saluted Yuankong, "Grandmaster Tai ordered, Juekong dare not disobey."
"Meet the Master." Pu Zhun and others saluted respectfully.
"Meet Uncle Juekong," Puji said.
Juekong's eyes were fixed on Lin Su, as if he wanted to see through Lin Su with his piercing eyes, "Pavilion Master Lin, Taishizu has ordered me to be your opponent. Please enlighten me."
One-inch long eyebrows, four-foot white beard, standing like a bronze bell, sitting like a green pine, number one on the dragon list, glaring like a vajra, feeling empty!
Lin Su raised his hand and said, "Master Juekong, please enlighten me!"