Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seven: Naturally Competitive
The training ground of Qingshan Temple.
If the third elder's punch just started, everyone would have thought it was extremely powerful, because the third elder rushed in front of the young monk Wujie in the blink of an eye, but no one thought that the third elder's punch just now seemed to have no force.
Generally, it was like a fist hitting the cotton, soft and weak, but the expression on the little monk's face was extremely ferocious, at least much more ferocious than the previous punch.
"ah!"
The third elder's fist stayed on the young monk's body for a few seconds. The young monk raised his head and roared to the sky, with an extremely terrifying expression on his face.
Just when the monks had no idea what had just happened, a loud noise broke out where the fists of the young monk and the third elder met.
"boom!"
This loud noise seemed to shake the world, and the huge tremor seemed to shake the entire martial arts training ground.
"ah!"
The little monk roared again. The third elder slowly put away his fists and looked at the little monk in front of him expressionlessly with his hands behind his back. Although the little monk's body did not move even half an inch, the expression on his face said everything.
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"Wu Jie, can you still persist?" The third elder looked at the young monk in front of him and asked in a low voice.
"Pfft!"
The little monk opened his mouth and just finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out!
"It's over, Wujie is bleeding!"
"Wujie!"
The surrounding monks were no longer divided into camps at this time. No matter what the young monk said, Wujie was their junior brother in their eyes. This feeling would not change just because of the few words the young monk said, and the young monk
The monk's performance today has completely infected these people, so they quickly stepped forward after seeing the little monk spurting blood.
"Don't even come here!"
At this moment, the little monk turned his head and shouted.
Everyone stopped quickly.
"puff……"
The little monk bent down and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Wujie, you can't beat the third elder, you better stop being brave!" At this moment, Qingshui shouted loudly to the young monk.
"Third Elder, did I move just now?" The young monk raised his head and asked the Third Elder with a ferocious expression.
The third elder looked down at the young monk's footprints and shook his head slowly.
"If I don't move, I haven't lost!" The little monk grinned, and then slowly lay down on the ground.
"Master, there is no comparison!"
Hong Rui knew something was wrong, and the young monk Wujie had such a personality. If the two of them continued to compete, Wujie would definitely not be able to leave the martial arts training ground standing. If Xuanzheng was blamed by then, there would probably be another chaos in Qingshan Temple.
, and Hong Rui knew that this incident was caused by him, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the third elder and shouted.
The third elder turned his head and glanced at Hong Rui, sighed helplessly, and said lightly: "It's not like I won't compete now..."
"But……"
The third elder turned his head and glanced at Hong Rui. Hong Rui looked at the expression on the third elder's face, sighed helplessly, understood what the third elder meant, and slowly stepped back without continuing.
"Wujie, are you okay?" Qingshui shouted to the little monk with wide eyes.
"I'm fine..." The little monk waved his hands, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up.
The third elder was stunned for a moment when he saw Wujie standing up, and then he couldn't help but his eyes widened. The third elder didn't expect that Wujie could still stand up after punching him with all his strength. Although the third elder just used three successes, but
Just relying on that punch just now, even in the face of the realm of destruction
Experts and the third elder may beat someone to the ground, but the young monk just rested for a moment, and now he stood up. The third elder has never seen such recovery ability in his life, so at this time the third elder saw
There was inevitably a bit of surprise in Wujie's eyes.
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much!" The little monk reached out and touched his abdomen, turned around and shouted to the third elder.
After the third elder heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly. The punch he made made the mountain move. In the eyes of the young monk, it was just a sentence that hurt him to death. How could the third elder not be excited?
"Third Elder, why did your punch just now seem to have no strength, but it hurt so much when it hit me?" The young monk asked the Third Elder very puzzledly.
"The punch just now was called Kaishan. I used my strength to cause vibrations in your body. To put it simply, I relied on my internal strength to cause vibrations in your body. It's actually very good that you were able to take the punch just now. In the end,
At least if it were another No Man's Land, he would probably not be able to stand up at this time!" Xuan Zheng explained in a low voice.
"So that's it. I was careless just now, otherwise it wouldn't be so painful." The young monk looked at the third elder and smiled honestly, then stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, then looked at the third elder and said: "Now
Isn’t it time for me to take action?”
"You want to continue the competition?" The third elder couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing this.
"We haven't decided the winner yet, so the competition will continue!" the young monk Wujie replied firmly.
"You are so stubborn, so please take action!" After the third elder heard this, he knew that it would be impossible for him to want the young monk to give up at this time, so he simply did not intend to persuade him. After all, the outcome was at stake.
There is indeed no separation, and the young monk's temper is also famous for his stubbornness.
"It's not that I'm stubborn, but the competition should have a winner and a loser. If I say no to the competition now, then who will win and who will lose?" When the little monk said this, the expression on his face was as if he would definitely win today.
Normally, if it were someone else who knew that he was going to lose, the third elder would already be like this
After talking, why not go with the flow and find a step to get down. It's not embarrassing for both parties and it's not a good thing. However, there is still a big gap between Xiao Heshan Wujie and ordinary people's thoughts. In his eyes, victory is victory, and loss is
It's a negative, no first in literature, no second in martial arts. This is a rule left many years ago.
The monk on the side said that the young monk was ignorant and guessed why the young monk was so confident.
"Is it possible that the young monk has some trump card that he hasn't revealed yet?" Hong Rui squinted his eyes and frowned at the young monk on the martial arts training ground, with a very puzzled expression on his face.
"Yes, how could Wujie be so stubborn if he didn't have any trump cards?" The monks around him also began to sigh uncontrollably.
At this time, the third elder could not understand why the young monk insisted on persisting. As for whether the young monk had any trump card at this time, the third elder was not sure, but Wujie's performance today was amazing enough, even if he lost at the hands of the third elder.
Above, the third elder will still think that the young monk is a rare martial arts genius in Qingshan Temple for a hundred years. Even his master Xuan Zheng and his uncle Xuan Xie who are close to defying heaven may not necessarily have Wu Jie's amazing talent.
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"call……"
The little monk took a deep breath, then closed his eyes tightly and slowly moved his hands forward.
"Third Elder, I'm going to take action!" The young monk raised his head and roared at the Third Elder.
"Okay!" The third elder nodded slowly.
"The destiny of heaven and earth, there is no heaven and no earth!"
The next second the young monk spoke slowly, the aura around the young monk's body began to become more powerful, and a strong wind suddenly rose. However, the monks around him were not surprised. After all, the young monk had already used this trick just now.
After that, the surrounding monks also saw the power of the young monk.
As the breath from the young monk's body came out vigorously again, the young monk's body gradually turned red. The third elder on the side squinted his eyes and couldn't see what the young monk's move was. Although the third elder
I have been in seclusion for a long time, but I still have some understanding of the internal skills and mental methods in the world, but the inner skills and mental methods of the young monk are something that the three elders have never seen before.
The little monk's body slowly seemed to be. At this time, the color of the little monk's skin was no longer red, but a kind of oozing yellow, like a piece of red-hot charcoal. Moreover, the little monk's face was covered with sweat beads, and his whole body was covered with sweat.
It was extremely hot, and the surrounding monks could clearly feel the temperature in the little monk's body. This feeling was like the sun in the sky shining on all the monks present.