Hong Rui's boxing exercise directly knocked the little monk away. The little monk's body seemed to fly backwards directly with Hong Rui's power. However, he did not fall down. Instead, he glided on the ground for at least ten meters before he finally stabilized.
Stopping steadily, the smoke from the little monk's frown dissipated, and everyone stared at the people on the ground with wide eyes.
Little monk, everyone originally thought that Hong Rui's two punches just now were enough to end the fight, but who would have thought that not only did the little monk receive these two punches, but there was no expression on his face, as if he was not affected at all.
If it had been anyone else, he would have collapsed by this time, right?
It's a pity that the little monk not only did not fall down, but his face remained the same and his posture was the same as before.
Hong Rui's eyes trembled slightly when he saw this scene. Although Hong Rui had already prepared in his heart that the young monk would be difficult to deal with, the punch he just made could be said to have used all his strength.
But the little monk didn't do anything at all. What is the concept of Hong Rui's twelve points of strength? Hong Rui's own realm is above that of the little monk, and his physical fitness is so much higher.
After years of training, he is naturally not comparable to the young monk. To put it simply, Hong Rui is slightly better no matter from which angle he looks at it. Coupled with his own strength, even if he is
The master who was also a second-level No-one probably couldn't withstand such a punch, but the young monk actually blocked it. Not only did he block it, but he didn't seem to be affected by the punch at all.
The people around him sighed inwardly, but they still felt lucky. They felt that Hong Rui must have estimated the face of the little monk master, so he did not use all his strength with this punch. However, Hong Rui himself knew very well how much he used this punch.
of strength.
The little monk slowly put down his hands that were covering his abdomen and took a deep breath. Although Hong Rui's punch was fierce, it was within the range that he could accept.
"Wu Jie is so powerful!"
Someone in the crowd screamed in surprise.
"Yes! He is indeed a disciple of our number one monk at Qingshan Temple. It turns out that his stupid look is all just an act..."
"Uncle Hong Rui's fist just looked very painful, but Wu Jie blocked it so easily. It's really amazing!" Another monk followed and said.
"Uncle Hong Rui probably didn't use all his strength just now, otherwise Wu Jie would definitely not be able to stop him."
"Not necessarily. I think Uncle Hong Rui might really lose to this Wu Jie today."
"What nonsense are you talking about here? How could Master Hong Rui lose?"
There was endless discussion around, and anything could be said at this time. Some people thought that Hong Rui should win today, but some people thought that Wu Jie would win. These comments reached Hong Rui's ears, and Hong Rui's face looked a little ugly. After all,
If he really loses at the hands of this nephew, how can he have the face to appear in this martial arts training ground in the future? It will make people laugh out loud, so Hong Rui knows that he cannot lose today no matter what.
of.
When Hong Rui thought of this, the aura around his body seemed to surge again. The young monk on the side slowly adjusted his aura to make it easier to deal with Hong Rui's next attack.
Although Xuanzheng has never taught the young monk any serious martial arts, he still taught him the method of luck. The method of luck is very useful for practicing in the usual realm and for restoring internal strength during battles.
It plays an important role. All young monks seize every opportunity to adjust the breath in their bodies at this time.
Hong Rui naturally saw this clearly, so he was not in a hurry to take action. Although Hong Rui wanted to win very much at this time, he had to win in an honest way. If he relied on some shameless means to win, he would be in trouble in the future.
It would be more embarrassing than losing at Qingshan Temple
However, Hong Rui felt a bit regretful at this time. He should not have taken the initiative to provoke this monster Wu Jie. He already had such terrifying strength at such a young age. Looking at Wu Jie at this time, Hong Rui thought
found a person, this person seems to be more beautiful than Xiao He
Shang Wujie is even more terrifying. That person is called Xuanxie. He was born in the fairyland. However, as he gets older, his realm begins to gradually weaken. But at that time, Xuanxie is the same as Wujie now. He is a member of Qingshan Temple.
An existence that defies heaven, no matter if it is an ordinary disciple
Even the abbot of Qingshan Temple did not dare to provoke him casually. The most unforgettable one was the competition between Xuan Xie and Qi Qingguan Qi Dangdao. At that time, Qi Dangdao was already well-known in the world, but in the end he still
Lost at the hands of a young Xuanxie.
Qingshan Temple seems to have always been so strange. The appearance of an almost heaven-defying Xuanxie is already a huge weird thing. However, not long after this Xuanxie left Qingshan Temple, Xuanzheng brought back the young monk. At first, everyone
I feel that the young monk Wujie is just a dull and silly monk. Let alone practicing martial arts, even if he is just chanting sutras
He couldn't keep up with the normal disciples, so Xuan Zhengcai always put Wujie on the back mountain and never let Wujie come into contact with the people of Qingshan Temple. But later, after the little monk became a blockbuster, everyone realized that this stupid and stupid
The little monk was not what they thought, on the contrary, he was also a surprising genius.
"Uncle Hong Rui, you can continue." After adjusting the breath in his body, the young monk said calmly to Hong Rui opposite him.
"Are you going to continue?" Hong Rui asked, squinting his eyes.
"Well, no matter who wins or loses, there is no need to stop." The young monk nodded.
"Wujie, it's almost enough. After all, it's just a competition, there's no need to be so serious." Jingming stood aside and already saw that the young monk was indeed capable of fighting Hong Rui, but in order to prevent Hong Rui from looking bad, Jingming
So he quickly stood up and shouted to Wu Jie.
After hearing this, the young monk turned his head and glanced at Hong Rui, but did not speak.
"Uncle Hong Rui, you two should stop competing!" Jingming knew that it might be difficult for him to convince the young monk, so he turned and shouted at Hong Rui.
"If we don't continue the competition now, who will win?" Hong Rui asked in a low voice.
"Is winning or losing really that important?" Jingming shouted in confusion.
"Winning or losing doesn't matter, but if you don't let me speak, then the problem is different. There is no absolutely powerful martial arts in the world, and you are so obsessed with it. I just pointed out the weaknesses of this boxing technique, and you won't rely on me.
Rao, if there is no outcome today, you will never understand that this boxing technique is not as powerful as you think!" the young monk said calmly.
Qingshan Temple seems to be lively again today, but today's liveliness has nothing to do with the donors who burn incense on the mountain, but the fight between Wu Jie and Hong Rui in the martial arts training ground. The opportunity is that the news of a stick of incense spread throughout the world.
At Qingshan Temple, countless disciples rushed to practice martial arts with anxious steps.
Walking to the arena, there were many disciples who did not practice martial arts. However, because it was a competition between Wu Jie and Hong Rui, and Qingshan Temple had not had a martial arts competition for a long time, so everyone heard the news.
After that, I couldn't help but be curious in my heart and wanted to take a look at the martial arts training ground.
The young monk is a good candidate for this Qingshan Temple Qiqingguan competition. If there is no accident in the selection, Qingshan Temple will definitely let the young monk appear.
And Hong Rui can be said to have gained a good reputation in Qingshan Temple for so many years.
So the competition between these two people should be very exciting, but I just can't figure out why the good Hong Rui would fight with the little monk.
There are actually three types of disciples of Qingshan Temple. The first type is the warrior monk. Although these disciples will also listen to the abbot's lectures, perhaps because of their qualifications, Qingshan Temple does not focus on training these disciples to chant and read sutras, but to
There is another kind of disciple who puts most of his energy into practicing martial arts.
It is to meditate every day. These disciples often have no interest in martial arts, but they have good understanding in chanting sutras. The last one is Jingming, who practices martial arts and chants sutras almost at the same time.
But disciples like Jingming are still in the minority, not the majority.
Qingshan Temple trains its disciples in this way in order to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Although the young monk learns everything, he has never learned anything. Although his understanding of martial arts is good, he has never learned the Eight Classics.
Buddhist martial arts
Gong, I finally went to the martial arts training ground today. In three sentences, I described the Qingshan Temple boxing method that everyone contacted every day as useless. On top of chanting sutras and enlightening the Tao, the young monk always looked ignorant.
No matter what I see, I always want to ask why.
No one else knew what kind of monk Xuan Zheng wanted to train the young monk to be. Maybe even Xuan Zheng himself didn't know it clearly.
…
After the abbot of Qingshan Temple finished his sermon, he sat alone in the lecture hall, closed his eyes tightly, and softly recited unknown sutras. It seemed that the abbot had spent his whole life chanting sutras.
"Abbot, Abbot, it's not good! Something big has happened!"
At this time, a monk ran into the lecture hall in a panic. After hearing the monk's voice, the abbot slowly opened his eyes, frowned and asked the monk: "Jingyue, why are you so flustered?"
"Abbott, Wujie... Wujie..." Jingyue swallowed hard, stammering and not knowing how to continue.
"What's wrong with Wujie?" the abbot stood up quickly and asked Jingyue.
"Wu Jie got into a fight with Uncle Hong Rui at the martial arts training ground." Jing Yue said in a low voice.
"What?" After the abbot heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, he put down the beads in his hand, and asked with a very ugly face: "Why did Wu Jie get into a fight with Hong Rui so well? Didn't Xuan Zheng not let Wu Jie
Are you going to the martial arts training ground?"
"I don't know exactly what happened. Anyway, the two of them just started fighting." Jingyue explained with a helpless face.
"This Wujie is getting more and more lawless. Why is he still going to the martial arts training ground to fight with others!" The abbot stamped his feet and shouted, then turned to look at Jingyue and whispered: "Hong Rui is the same, he is with
What is Wujie trying to compete with? Wujie is just a child."
"Abbot, what should we do now? Do you want to go over and take a look?" Jingyue asked anxiously.
"..." After the abbot heard this, he was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "I can't control that boy Wujie. You go and inform the third elder now. Hong Rui is the disciple of the third elder. Let him take care of it. I won't lie down.
This is a trip through murky waters.”
Jingyue seemed to have already guessed that the abbot would have this attitude. As long as he encountered something without precepts, the abbot would hide whenever he could.
"Then I will go find the third elder now."
After Jingyue said this, she turned around and ran outside the lecture hall.
The abbot stood alone in the lecture hall and looked at Jingyue's back. He sighed helplessly and said softly: "Xuanzheng, your disciple is looking for you, it's really disturbing!"
…
On the martial arts training ground.
Both the little monk and Hong Rui used all their strength, especially Hong Rui who showed no mercy at all. He was trying to defeat Wu Jie with his fists, but Wu Jie also knew this boxing technique.
To some extent, every time Hong Rui punched, the young monk could respond in advance, but the young monk never took action. He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to knock down Hong Rui with one punch.
Wu Jie and Hong Rui went back and forth, and the fighting scene was extremely exciting, but the little monk was always defensive and never took the initiative to attack.
"Wujie is actually so powerful!"
Jingming looked at Wujie in the crowd and sighed deeply. Although everyone knew that the young monk was good at martial arts, no one expected that the young monk could now compete with someone like Hong Rui who has practiced martial arts for many years.
The situation is fought with no distinction between top and bottom.
"Yes, it seems that the gap between us and Wujie is getting wider and wider." The monk next to Jingming nodded slowly.
The young monk has never taken the initiative in Qingshan Temple, so people have never been able to know what kind of strength the young monk is, but today they can finally see clearly that the young monk's no-man's land is not a no-man's land in name only, but
It's truly a no-man's land.
"call!"
Hong Rui's fist, accompanied by the whistling wind, hit the young monk's head extremely fiercely, but in the end, the young monk easily dodged it.
Hong Rui slowly stopped what he was doing and started to hit out with a few sets of punches. He didn't even injure Wujie at all, and the most terrifying thing was that the little monk didn't even make a move from the beginning.
"Why don't you take action?" Hong Rui stood firm and asked the young monk with a frown.
"Have you finished beating?" the little monk asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Hong Rui nodded.
"I just want to tell you that the so-called making false claims in the east and attacking in the west is useless in the face of absolute strength!" the young monk said calmly.
When the people around heard this, they were in an uproar!
"You've punched me so many times. Why don't I just stand here properly? Now that you can't hit me anymore, it's time for me to hit you!" The little monk didn't give Hong Rui much time to react, and his expression remained calm.
The monks looked at the young monk with different expressions. The young monk seemed not so stupid today.
At the martial arts training ground of Qingshan Temple, everyone gathered around the young monk and Hong Rui. At this time, the monks in the martial arts training ground seemed to have reached a very terrifying level. All the disciples who came forward in Qingshan Temple rushed to the martial arts training ground in a mighty manner.
The crowd of people was standing on one level on the left and one on the right. Hong Rui had just executed a set of punches. Although the young monk had followed them all, his posture was inevitably awkward. It was hard to tell who would win and who lost among these two people.
"Let's take action." Hong Rui knew that the little monk had not taken action for such a long time. He just wanted to knock him down with one punch. However, Hong Rui didn't think that the little monk could really knock him down with one punch. At this time, Hong Rui had a look on his face.
confidence.
"I'm offended." The young monk nodded slowly.
Xuan Zheng once said that punching is very powerful. The power comes from the breath. Luck is more important than slowness. Use of energy is more important than haste. Slowness is the magic trick. It can be done in one breath. To complete it in one breath, you must make sure that the shoulders and hips, elbows and
knee
The external three-in-one combination of hands and feet and the internal three-in-one combination of heart and mind, intention and Qi, Qi and strength form an internal and external unity. Breathe through the nose, concentrate your strength, and produce lightning-fast explosive power to defeat the enemy and win.
The little monk suddenly took a step forward, and then punched Hong Rui very quickly.
Hong Rui frowned slightly when he saw the young monk take action, and quickly put on a defensive posture. As long as the young monk could sustain the punch, he would have won. If he couldn't take the punch, Hong Rui had never considered the result at all.
After all, he is a real second-grade No Man's Realm. Even if he is replaced by a master of the same level, he may not be able to defeat him with one punch.
After everyone had been waiting for such a long time, they finally saw the young monk take action. The young monk had just been saying that fists were all about absolute power, so the monks on the scene were curious about what the young monk's absolute power would look like.
"ha!"
The little monk roared angrily.
The fist hit Hong Rui's face with unusual ferocity. Hong Rui quickly raised his hand to block it. At this time, the little monk's punch was extremely fast, so if Hong Rui wanted to avoid it, it would be impossible. Even if he could
Hong Rui refused to dodge, because he wanted to see what the young monk was capable of saying such arrogant words just now.
Everyone in the martial arts training ground widened their eyes and looked at the young monk and Hong Rui above.
"boom!"
A loud noise like a mountain broke out between the young monk's fist and Hong Rui's palm. The sound was extremely huge, completely unlike the sound that could be made between fists. It was just from this loud noise.
You can feel how much strength the young monk used to punch just now.
The young monk's fist met Hong Rui's palm, and a strong wind suddenly rose.
But Hong Rui did not fall down. He stood opposite the young monk with an expressionless face. The young monk also had no expression on his face. The two of them were in somewhat similar postures, but neither of them left first.
"Uncle Hong Rui is next?" Jingming asked with his eyes widened, his lips trembling slightly, and he asked with some confusion.
"It should, it should be next!" The monk next to Jingming was also a little unsure.
The young monk opposite Hong Rui looked at Hong Rui, grinned, and said lightly: "You lose!"
Hong Rui's eyes widened instinctively.
"boom!"
An extremely powerful force burst out from the young monk's body, and the flow of breath visible to the naked eye was so spectacular!