Chapter five hundred and twenty eight: resurrection
Qingshan Temple martial arts training ground.
I don’t know where the little monk’s move came from. At least the three elders who have read all over the world of martial arts have never seen it. At this time, the little monk Wujie is like a sun, constantly raising the temperature in his body, and the three elders
The young monk is burning the internal energy in his body to make his body become what it is now, but the third elder doesn't understand the meaning of this!
"call……"
After a while, the color of the little monk's body turned completely into the color of lava. This feeling was very strange. At least in the eyes of the surrounding monks, they had never seen anyone who could turn their body into this color.
The little monk slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were completely yellow without any bloodshot eyes.
"Wujie, what's going on?" Qingshui reached out and wiped the sweat from his face. At this time, the temperature in the martial arts training ground was extremely high, as if a huge furnace was baking everyone.
Moreover, the bright light on the little monk's body actually lit up the entire martial arts training ground, and the originally dim sky now seemed like daylight.
The third elder stood there motionless. Although there was no expression on his face, he was still very shocked because he didn't know why the young monk who had never practiced martial arts could use such a weird move at this time. Moreover, the third elder
I can feel the little monk’s inner feelings at this time.
The power has reached the realm of destruction, which is a bit more terrifying than the previous internal power. Originally, the third elder thought that the internal power in the young monk's body should have been exhausted after the two punches just now, but at this time, the young monk's internal power was not at all
The meaning of depletion is, on the contrary, more vigorous than before.
"My punch can open the sky!"
The young monk roared low, and suddenly opened his eyes. A cold light flashed, and the next second the young monk's figure paused and appeared directly in front of the third elder.
"ah!"
The little monk roared angrily and punched out.
"Bang!"
The young monk's lava-like fist hit the third elder's body extremely fiercely. A hole the size of a fist was instantly punched out in the third elder's skin. The surrounding skin seemed to have been covered with a soldering iron, making a sizzling sound and becoming sticky.
The smell wafts out instantly.
The third elder frowned slightly, but his steps still did not move even an inch.
"Wu Jie actually made a big hole in the third elder's body!"
The surrounding monks exclaimed and stared at the wound on the third elder's body. It was extremely oozing. No one thought that the young monk's punch actually made a big hole in the third elder's body. You must know that the third elder
For so many years, almost all the energy has been put into strengthening the body. The body of the third elder has improved.
Although it is not said that he is the strongest in the entire world, if an ordinary Xuantian realm wants to break the undefeated golden body of the third elder, it will still take some effort. However, at this time, the young monk's punch actually hit the third elder's body with a big blow.
Hole, what kind of terrifying power does it take to achieve this effect!
After the young monk punched out, although a big hole was made in the third elder's body, except for the slight change in the third elder's face, the steps under his feet still did not move at all.
"My body has been penetrated by me, but I can still remain motionless. It's really amazing!" The young monk couldn't help but sigh.
"You still have one punch, go ahead!" the third elder replied expressionlessly.
"Okay!" The little monk nodded slowly, and then he got lucky again and swung out his left hand suddenly. This time the little monk used 12% of his strength, because the little monk knew that if he couldn't defeat the third elder with this punch, then he would definitely take it.
He couldn't resist the third elder's next punch, so the young monk's punch could be said to be a desperate attempt.
"Bang!"
There was another loud noise, and the young monk's fist suddenly hit the third elder's abdomen with infinite hot energy, and a burst of light like the sun instantly filled the entire training ground. "
The surrounding monks put their hands in front of themselves.
"ah!"
The little monk roared angrily.
The third elder's body trembled slightly.
After a moment, the light dissipated, and everyone put down their arms in front of them, and then stared at the third elder in front of the young monk. At this time, the young monk's fist forcefully punched into the third elder's abdomen, and the two of them kept their distance.
In a very strange posture, the young monk's fist remained in the abdomen of the third elder. There was a trace of anger on the third elder's face, but his steps still did not move even half a minute!
The fist had already penetrated the body, but the third elder still stood motionless!
"Wu Jie actually penetrated the third elder's body!" Qing Shui exclaimed with his eyes wide open.
"My master only used 30% of his power. If he used all his strength without discipline, he would definitely not be able to break my master's golden body!" Hong Rui sighed helplessly.
"Even three levels of power are already terrifying! If Wujie had punched someone else, he would have killed him long ago!" Qingshui said helplessly.
"I didn't expect the young monk's strength to be so strong. Today, my master took action personally. If it had been anyone else, he would have fallen to the ground by now!" Hong Rui nodded and said.
The young monk stared at the third elder in front of him, with a very shocked expression on his face.
"I've penetrated your body, and you can still remain motionless?" The young monk stared with surprise.
"Who did you learn this boxing technique from?" the third elder asked Wu Jie expressionlessly.
"I figured it out myself." Wujie replied softly.
"Awesome boxing skills!" The third elder nodded slowly.
Wujie's eyes paused for a moment, then he slowly retracted his fist, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to the third elder with an expressionless face, and whispered: "My master said that after beating someone, you must apologize, Amitabha!"
"You don't have to apologize!"
The third elder took a step back, put his hands on his chest, calmed down his luck, and his face began to turn rosy.
A moment later, another strange phenomenon appeared in everyone's sight. The monks around thought that after the third elder's body was penetrated by the young monk, his vitality would definitely be severely damaged. But who would have thought that the next second, the third elder's body would actually start to...
It recovered automatically. Under the gaze of everyone, the holes on the third elder's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost in the blink of an eye, the two holes on the third elder's body were all healed.
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The monks around them all had their eyes widened, and the young monk also had his eyes widened at this time and couldn't believe what he saw.
"A master in the Xuantian Realm can actually bring the dead back to life!" Qing Shui among the crowd couldn't help but sigh with his eyes wide open.
"It seems true!" Hong Rui nodded slowly.
There is a saying that has been circulating in the world that once a martial artist reaches the Xuantian realm, no matter how much damage the person suffers, as long as it is not a fatal injury, his body will move at a speed that ordinary people cannot understand.
Recovery, this speed is not the recovery speed of normal people at all.
The little monk was also surprised.
After a while, the third elder's body seemed to have never been harmed. It slowly returned to the same condition as before the young monk took action, and the holes in his body disappeared.
"It's surprising that the wound can be healed so quickly!" The young monk stared at the third elder in front of him.
"In the eyes of Xuantian Realm, this is not considered a skill at all." The third elder replied in a low voice, then took a step forward and looked at the young monk and asked: "Do you want to continue the competition?"
"Of course, I said that as long as there is no winner, the competition will continue!" The young monk nodded slowly.
"Okay, now it's time for me to take action, but you may not be able to catch my punch. The internal strength in your body has been exhausted by the two punches just now!" The third elder kindly reminded the young monk.
The young monk slowly backed away for a long time, then stretched out his hands in a defensive posture and said expressionlessly to the third elder: "Even if I already know that I can't take this punch, I still hope that the third elder can go all out!"
After hearing this, the third elder grinned lightly, nodded slightly and replied: "That's natural!"