Yang Ning was beaten up by the little monk Zhenming on the Tianbao Peak. He was originally in awe of the Daguangming Temple, but when he took action at the Wugutang, he teased the monks in the Wugutang to the point where he couldn't find the reason. He was originally in awe of the Daguangming Temple. Then the smoke disappeared, and I only felt that the Daguangming Temple was nothing more than that.
But at this moment, when he saw the four monks of Kongming Pavilion forming a formation and taking action, he knew that he was still too arbitrary. Since Daguangming Temple is revered as the best temple in the world, it is not in vain.
The figures of these four monks were erratic, they cooperated tacitly, and their shots were like lightning. Yang Ning couldn't see what was going on in the field at this moment, and then he realized that the monks in Kongming Pavilion were indeed extraordinary.
It is no wonder that the disciples of Kongming Pavilion enjoy special treatment in Daguangming Temple. Not only can they enter the Five Grain Hall at will, but they also have plenty of food and good food. Judging from the martial arts of these four monks, they are indeed not comparable to ordinary disciples.
Yang Ning was dazzled by what he saw, and most of the monks in the hall were like Yang Ning. They could only see figures flying around, but could not see clearly the changes in the formation.
Yang Ning glanced at the little monk Zhenming next to him and saw that the little monk was looking over there intently. He thought to himself: "Can this little monk still see the way?" However, he thought that this little monk was really good at skills, maybe he could really do it. Seeing the clues, he couldn't help but approach Zhenming's ear and asked in a low voice: "What is the situation now? Who has the upper hand?"
In fact, there were indeed some monks whispering among each other in the main hall at this moment.
The young monk Zhenming lowered his voice and said: "Several senior brothers have great martial arts, many changes, and the formation changes are mysterious. However, the disciples of Baiyun Island are tightly guarding the four poles, and the senior brothers cannot break their formations for a while... At present, there are still a few senior brothers occupying the area. Got the upper hand."
Yang Ning thought to herself that this little monk really understood it.
He looked up and saw Jingkong sitting cross-legged with his hands clasped together, motionless as a bell, looking unusually calm. Although Jingneng was also sitting, his body was shaking from side to side from time to time. It was obvious that he was extremely concerned about the situation of the battle and was completely There is no such thing as a state of mind that is unmoved by the eight winds.
From beginning to end, Bai Yuhe's body did not move a step, standing as straight as a spear, while Chi Danmei twisted her body from time to time. Her figure was hot, and every movement showed a hint of obsequiousness.
Suddenly hearing a sound of "ah", everyone in the hall was startled. They followed the sound and saw that among the crowd of monks watching the battle, one person actually fell forward. Fortunately, his companions took quick action and caught him. Before he fell to the ground, he reached out and grabbed the monk's robe around his waist. He saw that the man's steps were shaky and he had already passed out.
Yang Ning felt strange, but Jing Neng had an angry look on his face and couldn't say anything. He just waved his hand to help the man down.
"What's going on?" Yang Ning couldn't help but asked Zhenming in a low voice.
Zhenming thought for a while and then said: "The young monk doesn't know either. Maybe... maybe that senior brother is not very advanced and cannot see such a formation... "
Yang Ning thought to himself that this little monk like you is really good at bragging. If you don’t know, you don’t know, but you put the responsibility on the formation.
When others are fighting, the one watching falls first, how can he still blame the formation
He raised his head and glanced around, and strangely enough, he saw many monks with their heads lowered, hands clasped together, and no longer looking into the field. Yang Ning was surprised. He looked at the eight people facing each other and saw only eight people. The people were like phantoms, and several figures were faintly seen spinning in circles like whirlpools.
After staring for a while, he felt dizzy and had a feeling of being turned around. Those eight people seemed to turn into hundreds of figures. Yang Ning also felt a little weak at his feet. He turned his head hastily, screaming in his heart that it was terrible. It seems that what the young monk said is true. Although he did not participate in it, the battle between the two sides can affect the people watching the battle.
He knew nothing about the battle method, but only now did he realize how powerful it was.
The people watching the battle couldn't bear to feel dizzy. Just imagine how powerful those people in the formation were, and they thought highly of the Kongming Pavilion disciples.
Then I felt a little depressed.
He originally thought that his proficient fighting skills were enough to deal with strong enemies. In addition, he had learned the footwork of Xiaoyao Xing. Sometimes he thought that with Xiaoyao Xing and fighting skills, even if he was not a top expert, he could still be considered a first-class player. If you are a good hand, you should be able to walk sideways on the street.
Only now did he realize that with his little abilities, he really couldn't make it to the top in this world.
Dealing with ordinary local gangsters, three or five people will naturally not be a problem, but when they really meet a martial arts master, it is not enough to make them pee.
Now the two sides are fighting, and I can't even see clearly, let alone competing in battle. It seems that if you want to live better in this world, you must practice martial arts diligently in the future, otherwise you will not even protect yourself, let alone protect others. Can't protect myself.
"Not good...!" Suddenly hearing the little monk Zhenming shout softly, Yang Ning asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"
Zhenming said in a low voice: "A senior brother was slapped, and the phaseless formation was almost thrown into disarray. Fortunately... fortunately, that senior brother should have practiced kung fu such as Vajra Body Protection, and was not injured. It was really dangerous. ...!" With a cold look in his eyes, he lowered his voice and said: "The senior brothers in Kongming Pavilion are really amazing. These four senior brothers should have practiced this formation thousands of times, otherwise there would never be such cooperation."
Yang Ning knew that although this young monk was young, he didn't talk nonsense. When he said this, it was obvious that Kongming Pavilion's foundation was really strong. He asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, who do you think can win?" After fighting for a long time, are everyone tired?"
The young monk Zhenming whispered: "The young monk dare not say for sure, but... just that palm, if the senior brother was injured, the phaseless formation may have lost. The changes of the phaseless formation are not comparable to the four-pole formation." He stared at He walked into the field and said softly: "The Four-pole Formation is based on defense and offense. The changes are not as good as the Phaseless Formation, but it is difficult to find flaws if you stick to the basics. The Phaseless Formation is very distracting and seems to often reveal flaws. You can take a look at it as a young monk. , it seems that every flaw is causing the opponent to miscalculate.”
"Senior Brother is really amazing." Yang Ning really admired the young monk at this time, "According to your wishes, the chances of victory in the Phaseless Formation are naturally greater."
The young monk Zhenming said: "The young monk feels...!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard several Buddhist chants. Yang Ning hurriedly looked over and saw four figures floating away and falling to the ground. They were the four monks of Kongming Pavilion, and the four men in linen clothes. He stood in the middle, and his formation seemed to be the same as before.
The four monks clasped their hands together, bowed their heads and said nothing, but the four men in linen clothes all had expressions of shock, anger and unwillingness on their faces.
Just by looking at his face, Yang Ning knew that the outcome was decided.
The eight people's bodies were stained with sweat, steaming, and the sweat was flowing down their foreheads. It was obvious that the fight between the two sides was thrilling.
Jingkong chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Red Almsgiver, the Baiyun Island Four-pole Formation is unpredictable, and the old monk admires it very much."
Chi Danmei smiled and said: "Da Guangming Temple is worthy of being a long-term Buddhist monk with a profound foundation. You have won this time. My master guessed right. The phaseless formation of your temple has been inherited for nearly a hundred years. It is profound and mysterious and cannot be easily cracked." She smiled charmingly and said delicately: "But I have to say, little girl, if these monks had not practiced the magical power of body protection, the Four-pole Formation might not have been defeated."
Jing Neng immediately said: "Practice the formation first and cultivate your body first. The four disciples of the Phaseless Formation first practice the bronze body and then practice the formation. This is a part of the formation. Does Red Donor still want to defend himself?"
Yang Ning knew in his heart that the victory of the Wuxiang Formation was not based on absolute strength, but that all four monks in the Wuxiang Formation had practiced the skill of protecting the bronze body. It is no wonder that Zhenming just said that a monk was hit by a palm but failed. He was not injured. Although he didn't understand it from the beginning to the end, he guessed that the linen man in the Four-pole Formation found a flaw and took action, but he might not be able to defeat the enemy with one blow, so he lost the whole game.
The key point of not being able to defeat the enemy with one blow was naturally due to the bronze body protection. It is no wonder that the four linens were unwilling to give up.
However, this does not mean that the four monks of the Phaseless Formation cannot win without force. After all, the formation is driven by people, and any formation naturally has requirements for the people who set up the formation. Since the Phaseless Formation requires both offense and defense, It is not opportunistic to practice bronze body first to increase defense.
Chi Danmei smiled and said: "Master has misunderstood. Victory and defeat have been decided. How can the little girl defend and deny it? Yes, we lost this first battle."
Jing Neng was relieved.
In fact, he also knew in his heart that the opponent was white-feathered crane, and swords were both dangerous weapons. There were not many people practicing swords in Buddhism. Even Jingtong, the best swordsman in the temple, his swordsmanship might not be the best in the world. Being able to enter the top ten is the shortcoming of Daguangming Temple. If Jingtong were present today, he could barely fight Bai Yuhe. Even so, the chance of winning is only 50-50.
With Joutong now gone, the chance of winning with swordsmanship is slim.
With two wins out of three today, Daguangming Temple is counting on victory through formations and fists, the most critical of which is formations.
The fists and kicks came out of Jingkong, and with Jingkong's cultivation level, although Chi Danmei was one of the three disciples under the master of Baiyun Island, she was still young after all, so Jingkong's chance of winning was only 70 to 80%. In the eyes of the monks, the formation The French test has actually determined the outcome of the entire game.
Now that the Phaseless Formation is winning, the attempts of the Baiyun Island disciples to enter the Jingxin Pavilion are almost shattered.
Chi Danmei's delicate body was like a snake. She stood up, twisted her waist, stepped forward like a ball of flame, and said in a cooing voice: "Master Jingkong, in this second formation, the little girl will show off her ugliness and ask for advice from the master." , I hope the master will be merciful and don't hurt others." After saying that, he burst into a delicate smile and showed off his flowers.
Jingkong stood up slowly, with a smile on his face, and said with his hands together: "Amitabha, the old monk's kung fu is poor. He has not competed with others for many years, and he has never had the heart to compete with others. However, today the disciples of Baiyun Island Master are here, and the old monk only I can use a few old bones to compete with the red benefactor." Put your palms together and bow slightly forward, humble and polite, but all the monks in the temple know that this is the starting position of most martial arts in Daguangming Temple. He meant to pay respect to his opponent, but he was also ready to take action.
Jingkong bowed his hands, the monk's robe bulged slightly, and his true energy flowed, already protecting his whole body.