Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Four: One More and One Less
In front of the main temple of Qingshan Temple, all the monks from Qingshan Temple gathered to watch this seemingly disparate competition.
Of course, the disparity in strength mentioned here refers to the fact that Qi Dangdao's strength is much worse than that of the fat monk Xuanxie. You must know that the master of the fat monk is Duan Chen, but who is more powerful between the master and the disciple?
I really can't say for sure.
After one punch, Qi Dangdao took three steps back.
The previous punch was also three steps.
But these three steps are far different from the previous three steps. After all, the fat monk used three points of strength to punch the fat monk before, and Qi Dangdao only used one point of skill to block it. But for the punch just now, the little monk used five points of effort.
He didn't have enough strength, but Qi Dangdao used all his strength to block it.
But the result is the same, take three steps back.
Qi Dangdao stared, his face full of disbelief. At this moment, Qi Dangdao realized the gap between himself and this Xuanxie. He had previously boasted that he would give up his hands. Fortunately, the chubby monk did not agree. If he really gave up his hands,
, it will probably make them unable to fight back.
Echoing Qi Dangdao's shock was the shock of the monks in Qingshan Temple. Even the young monk Xuanzheng's face was full of shock.
"When did their Taoist school create such a character? He can actually withstand two punches?"
"Yes, the Taoist is just Qi Shi, who is quite good, but this person is not Qi Shi, either!"
"This person can actually receive two punches from Uncle Xuanxie. He must be in the Xuantian realm, right?"
The surrounding discussions continued to reach Qi Dangdao's ears, and Qi Dangdao's face became more and more ugly. It seemed that he had really underestimated this Xuanxie, and also underestimated this Qingshan Temple. Only then did Qi Dangdao realize that he was going down the mountain.
What the master said before.
"The most indispensable thing in this world is talent. If you put your cultivation level in Qi Qing Temple, it would be enough for you to see it, but if you look at the whole world, it's far behind."
At first Qi Dangdao didn't take it seriously when he heard this. There is no immortal in the world, and Xuantian is the most powerful. Although he is a Xuantian, looking at the entire world, how many people at his age will be Xuantian. Later, when he came to Jianghu,
Lake, the young leaders of several sects were defeated by his own hands. Qi Dangdao was even more arrogant and domineering. He felt that given time, he would be able to reach the top of the world and stand out from the crowd. This was Qi Dangdao's path to martial arts.
Qi Dangdao's master had previously said that Qi Dangdao's future achievements would be higher than Qi Dangdao's, whether it was cultivating his mind or practicing martial arts to become an immortal. When Qi Dangdao heard this for the first time, he was not convinced.
But since
Ji was obviously much smarter than Qi at that time. Innate aptitude determines acquired achievements. It seems that anyone who practices martial arts will know this. His senior brother is obviously a stupid Taoist priest who can't beat him with a few sticks.
,
When others practiced martial arts, he also practiced martial arts. When others practiced qi, he also practiced martial arts. When others had already practiced qi to transform internal energy, he still practiced martial arts. When others had already learned the secrets of internal energy, he actually started to practice qi. But this was exactly where he was.
Qi, who was always one step slower than others, unexpectedly got lucky in the end and became the first contemporary disciple of Qi Qingguan to enter the Xuantian Realm. He was slower than others in the first half of his life, but he was slower than everyone else in the second half of his life.
quick.
Even if you become a monk, you will be slower than others.
But it is precisely this slow man who is the most valued by the master.
It was only today that Qi Dangdao understood that he was indeed no match for that Menghulu Senior Brother.
Qi Dangdao was more arrogant and less tolerant than Qi at that time.
One more and one less.
Very different.
…
"You can't beat me. If you admit defeat now, you will suffer less and I will expend less energy." The chubby monk retracted his fist and discussed with Qi Dangdao seriously.
Qi Dangdao retracted his thoughts and looked up at the chubby monk. Although he knew that he might not be able to defeat this little monk today, it was not Qi Dangdao's character to admit defeat if he could not defeat him. Even if he lost, he should lose with dignity.
"Winning or losing is uncertain." Qi Dangdao replied in a low voice, then raised his hand and moved Qi to his Dantian.
Qi Dangdao's Xuantian Realm's internal power surged out and filled the entire Qingshan Temple in an instant. You must know that the Xuantian Realm can destroy the heaven and earth, so once the Xuantian Realm's internal power bursts out, it may be possible with just a flick of the finger.
The entire Qingshan Temple can be razed to the ground in a matter of seconds.
Qi Dangdao's inner strength was released, his body was surrounded by a vague aura, his long hair was dancing in the wind, his hands were standing on his chest, and the Yellow Dragon Sword beside him made a sound of sword sounds.
The surrounding monks quickly moved out of the way, fearing that Qi Dangdao's aura would hurt them.
The chubby monk Xuanxie who was opposite Qi Dangdao squinted his eyes and looked at Qi Dangdao very seriously. After a while, he whispered in a low voice: "I didn't expect this person to have a lot of trouble."
Xuan Zheng, who was hiding behind the giant cauldron of the incense burner, showed his little head and shouted to Xuan Xie very worriedly: "Brother, this person is very powerful. Be careful and don't overdo it."
"Don't worry, hurry up and prepare chicken legs for me. Today's fight is a bit laborious. I..." The little fat monk turned around and said halfway, suddenly realizing that he might have said the wrong thing, and quickly covered his mouth.
In the temple, Master Duan Chen, who was already drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard these words. The word "drumstick" seemed a bit harsh.
"You can take this punch."
Qi Dangdao shouted loudly, and then suddenly punched out, going straight to Xuanxie Dantian. Qi Dangdao used up all his strength with this punch, just for the last chance. If the young monk could take this punch,
Then you lose.
"bring it on."
The little chubby monk seemed to have become serious, and he did a funny horse step in a decent manner.
"boom!"
Qi Dangdao's punch was not an ordinary punch, but a Taoist boxing technique, Tiangang Fist.
Qi Dangdao's fist made a thunderous roar when it came into contact with the little monk's belly. If you observe carefully, Qi Dangdao's punch had turned red when it was thrown out because it was too fast.
"Seventy percent."
Master Duan Chen is quite familiar with the Taoist Tiangang Fist, so he made a comment. Although 70% may not be much, don’t forget that Qi Dangdao is a sword practitioner. Sword practitioners can use the collateral Tiangang Fist.
Seven points of skill is already a major cultivation level.
"ah!"
The chubby monk shouted again, but Xuan Zheng on the side did not open his eyes because he knew that his younger brother could definitely block the punch.
With one punch, a deep hole visible to the naked eye was created directly on Xuan Xie's stomach.
That's right, it's a deep pit.
Everyone present could clearly see the big hole. Xuanzheng's lips trembled slightly. His younger brother had a Vajra body, which was a bit stronger than the gold stone. At this time, he actually made this man make a big hole. What could this be?