"Vishnu." Guo Yi smiled disdainfully, and then said: "Even if the master of the Vishnu sect comes, he is just a defeated general of mine. How dare you, an inconspicuous disciple of the Vishnu sect, dare to
Challenging the power of the Grandmaster."
"What a bold guy, you dare to humiliate my sect!" Shah Rukh's face darkened and he said angrily: "Seeking death!"
Bang!
As soon as his right foot stepped on the granite floor, the ground cracked. It shattered like a spider web. Countless cracks opened in an instant. Shah Rukh was ejected instantly like a cannonball. His fists suddenly moved towards
Guo Yi smashed it away.
Guo Yi's face was calm and his eyes were clear and transparent. From his pair of jewel-like black eyes, you can see Shah Rukh's fist growing from small to large, from a very small dot to occupying all of Guo Yi's eyes.
Seeing that the opponent's fist was about to hit his face.
Snap!
Guo Yi's right palm was blocked in front of his cheek without anyone noticing. The fist was very powerful and carried a strong punching wind. One palm hit Guo Yi's palm, and the palm remained motionless in front of Guo Yi's face.
Before.
Hiss...
Shah Rukh was stunned. He was actually in a trance. The power shown by Guo Yi shocked him. The power of this punch weighed a thousand pounds at least, and the opponent blocked it with just one palm. Shah Rukh was most shocked.
Ke was shocked that under his full strength, Guo Yi's palm did not move at all, not even the slightest movement.
Click!
At the moment Shah Rukh was lost in thought, Guo Yi's palm instantly squeezed Shah Rukh's fist. Although the slap failed to cover his entire fist, the power of the palm immediately made Shah Rukh unable to move.
Can't even move.
Shah Rukh was stunned and speechless.
withdraw!
A timid thought came to Shah Rukh's mind, but when he wanted to take back his fist, he found that he could not move at all. Moreover, his fist was locked tightly by Guo Yi. Uploaded from the fist
A squeezing force made him feel a dull pain.
It’s over!
Shah Rukh suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Fight!
He gritted his teeth, and when he tried to save himself with his kicks, it was a pity that Guo Yi did not intend to give the opponent any chance. Guo Yi twisted his body and grabbed Shah Rukh's fist and turned it suddenly. In an instant, Shah Rukh
His arms were twisted on the spot, twisted into a ball like a twist.
"Ah!" Shah Rukh suddenly fell to the ground and screamed.
The screams resounded through the sky, and the people around them turned their heads, not daring to look directly at this tragic scene. No one else would have dared to look directly at this tragic scene. Shah Rukh was pushed to the end, and Guo Yi stepped on him.
Click!
The other intact arm suddenly broke into pieces under Guo Yi's feet.
Hiss...
Shah Rukh's eyes widened, and the pain seemed to be unrelieved at that moment. Then, he fainted. After all, he was just a martial arts master, and he did not have enough inner strength to protect his meridians and himself.
consciousness. Under the great pain, he soon fainted.
Wow!
The crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.
Guo Yi did not show great strength. From the beginning to the end, Guo Yi failed to express his inner energy or release his spiritual power. Instead, he defeated Shah Rukh with his own skills and techniques. Even in the eyes of outsiders,
I just saw Guo Yi's agility and cruelty.
"Trash!" Ling Zicheng couldn't help but cursed.
"Young Master, let me do it." The Thai monk finally stood up.
A seemingly inconspicuous monk is actually the most powerful person here. He is a peak martial arts master, and you can tell from his eyes that he has a lot of cultivation. Those are the eyes of an accomplished monk. They are plain and calm.
Like a thousand-year-old ancient well, at a glance, no inner fluctuations can be seen in the other person's eyes.
"Okay!" Ling Zicheng nodded and said, "Basong, if you can defeat Guo Yi, I will give you an extra five hundred thousand US dollars."
"Okay!" Basong's eyes occasionally showed a hint of greed.
After all, martial artists are not immortal cultivators, and the pursuit of material things is still the first priority in their minds. For them, practicing martial arts is just to enjoy life and make their future life better.
Ling Zicheng sneered, and then said: "Guo Yi, Basong is a real master."
"In my eyes, he is still just a waste!" Guo Yi said lightly.
Basong was not angry at all. As a peak martial arts master, how could he not know that even if he was angry, he would not be able to change anything. At best, it would only mess up his mind and give the other party a chance to defeat him. Basong walked up to Guo Yi
, put his hands together and bowed slightly: "I am a disciple of the ancient Muay Thai sect and I am currently practicing."
Every man in Thailand must become a monk once in his life. Monastic practice is a compulsory lesson for every man in his life. Basong is practicing now. He is wearing a yellow monk's robe and his hair has been shaved.
"Let's take action." Guo Yi said lazily.
Basong stood up slightly, and slapped Guo Yi with his right hand like a swimming dragon.
Guo Yi turned around and avoided Basong's attack.
Whoosh!
Basong's left hand swept forward again, but this time his left hand suddenly struck Guo Yi's lower abdomen with strong internal energy. The force of an ordinary palm was only a few hundred kilograms. If there was internal energy,
The accumulation of holdings will definitely reach a weight of over a thousand kilograms, or even a few thousand kilograms.
Guo Yi's face was gloomy, he raised his right hand, his breath condensed, and his momentum was like a mountain.
Bang!
The right palm suddenly struck down.
Basong's body trembled, and a red light suddenly appeared on the surface of his body. Basong's face changed color.
"Huh." Guo Yi was curious for a while, and his eyes soon fell on the Buddha amulet hanging around Basong's neck. Guo Yi smiled and said, "So it turned out that the Buddha amulet blocked the disaster?"
Everyone knows that Thailand is rich in Buddhist amulets.
Thai Buddhism seems to have unique secret techniques when it comes to the production of magical and spiritual weapons. In particular, some Thai Buddhist secrets with ancient inheritance have particularly magical secret techniques for making spiritual weapons.
Basong's Buddha amulet is not simple at first glance. The golden Buddha amulet is inlaid with unusual mantras. Guo Yi's attack just now was completely blocked by this Buddha amulet. This also shows that this Buddha amulet is absolutely extraordinary.
Simple.
Basong sneered and said: "I have Buddha cards to protect me, you can't break my attack at all!"
"It's just a Buddhist amulet, but it actually wants to block my attack?" Guo Yi squinted his eyes and said, "Do you think too highly of yourself, or do you look down on me too much?"
"Hmph!" Basong snorted softly and said: "Did you know that this bloody Buddha amulet of mine was made from the blood of the ancient Muay Thai monks? There are a total of 7,749 incantations.
Each spell requires seven days to refine. And each spell can withstand a powerful attack. The attack you just made can only break two of my spells."
"Really?" Guo Yi narrowed his eyes.
Basong's words completely aroused Guo Yi's desire to fight.
