"No, no, of course there are good and evil in martial arts." Duan Yu imitated Bao different tone and bickered with him, "Cultivating the Nine Yin White Bone Claws requires a large number of living human heads to test, and the serial rotting corpse poison of the Xingxiu Sect also relies on the living The human body spreads corpse poison, which is extremely cruel, does Brother Bao think that these martial arts are not evil martial arts?"
Bao BuTong has always been eloquent, but Duan Yu has never been good at Buddhist tactics. Bao BuTong couldn't think of how to refute for a while, and was so angry by his robbing, but he couldn't do it. He just blew his beard and stared. ↗,
Noticing Bao BuTong's expression, Wang Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled, but thinking that Bao BuTong was his cousin's retainer, she couldn't see him being bullied too much, so she hurriedly said, "Mr. Come to practice, it's just that Mei Chaofeng didn't know how to practice back then, and misunderstood the sentence in the Nine Yin Manual, "Five fingers exert strength, invincible, destroying the enemy's leader is like wearing rotten soil"."
Duan Yu was stunned, he disapproved in his heart, but Wang Yuyan is the fairy sister in his heart, how could he argue with her, he said with a smile: "Miss Wang is very familiar with martial arts all over the world, I just really played tricks in class."
Wang Yuyan smiled sweetly: "However, what Mr. Duan said is not unreasonable. Some martial arts are indeed extremely vicious, like the Xingxiu School's serial rotting corpse poison, and the five buckets of rice magical art of 'Going Back and Coming'. Whether the user is righteous or evil, there will inevitably be some Hurt the harmony of heaven and hurt people's lives."
Hearing Wang Yuyan praise himself, Duan Yu felt as if his heart had been wiped with honey. He smirked for a while, and then wanted to have a few more words with Wang Yuyan. Hobbies talked a lot with himself, so he had an idea and asked: "Miss Wang, can you see the martial arts skills of this monk?"
Wang Yuyan looked at the ring for a while, couldn't help frowning and said: "It's strange, although this Master Xu Zhu's seniority is low, he seems to be proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. His punch broke the flagpole two zhang away. It's the skill of the Great Wei Tuo pestle, if my cousin hadn't opened it in time, his ribs would have been shattered by this punch."
"So powerful?" Duan Yu gasped, although his martial arts were high, but his ability was acquired by chance, so he didn't have the right eyesight to see the danger between the punches and flashes of the two people on the stage just now.
"This skill is really powerful, but..." Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment, then continued, "It's just too domineering, and it really violates the original intention of my Buddha's compassion."
Duan Yu has always been to the Buddha, and he nodded his head hurriedly when he heard the words: "I think martial arts are the root of all evil. If everyone wholeheartedly devoted themselves to the Buddha, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, there would be so many swords and swords in the rivers and lakes."
Bao BuTong finally found an opportunity and sneered, "It's just a pedantic opinion."
Wang Yuyan's mind was not on the two of them, so she didn't notice the argument between the two, but instead stared intently at the familiar figure on the ring.
The surrounding area of the ring suddenly exploded, and everyone whispered to each other, talking about this monk who possessed the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, their voices were full of shock and admiration.
On the other side, Song Qingshu and his party were also shocked when they saw it. Zhou Zhiruo lowered her voice and said, "I have heard that each of the seventy-two unique skills in Shaolin Temple is extremely exquisite. It is rare for an ordinary person to be able to master one unique skill in a lifetime. Could it be that there are so many masters in Shaolin Temple, there are so many amazing and beautiful people in hundreds of years, the one who has learned the most unique skills is the current Master Xuancheng, who has thirteen unique skills, and is known as the number one in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years. But This monk probably displayed more than thirteen unique skills just now."
Auntie Zhu also had a shocked expression on her face, while watching Xu Zhu's moves on the stage, she counted her fingers: "The universe in the sleeve, Tianzhu Buddha finger, cassock subduing demons, great wisdom has no fixed finger, trouble-free finger, Nirvana grasp, Yin Luo Tuozhi..." In these years, she has been in the rivers and lakes, and she has met many eminent monks of Shaolin Temple, so she can naturally recognize these unique skills, but the eminent monks she knows are usually only proficient in one of the unique skills, unlike Xu Zhu who doesn't need money and can just do one at will It was done with great skill.
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that Xu Zhu didn't have the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, but he learned the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, but no one can really master the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple at the same time, so there is only one explanation left, Xu Zhu will No phase power.
Only by relying on the moves of the seventy-two unique skills driven by Wuxianggong, can this deceptive effect be achieved. On the surface, it looks the same as the seventy-two unique skills, but one is forcibly activated by Taoist internal force, and the other is by Buddhist internal force. Coordination is fundamentally different.
The Xiaoyao School has always had a low reputation in the arena, let alone the untold secret Wuxiang Gong of the Xiaoyao School. That's why there are many masters in the field, but no one sees the flaws. Two stunts.
"Where did Xu Zhu learn the Formless Kung Fu?" Song Qingshu felt a little doubt in his heart, he knew that the Zhenlong Chess Game did not happen in this world, so Xu Zhu naturally had no reason to learn the magic skills of the Xiaoyao School, but now And the facts are in front of him, he can't help but believe it...
The battle between the two on the stage has become intense. After all, Murong Fu is a top player who has been famous for many years. After being stunned at the beginning, he soon came up with various tricks and tricks, and finally gradually recovered his decline.
Murong Fu quietly wiped off his cold sweat. Fortunately, with Shi Potian and Ah Qing's lessons learned, he did not relax his vigilance towards this ordinary monk, otherwise he might suffer a big loss at the beginning.
Suddenly Xu Zhu yelled: "Young Master Murong, take my palm." As soon as he said that, he drew a circle with his palms from outside to inside, and patted towards Murong Fu slowly, before his palm strength reached, Murong Fu could already feel his breath Unsmooth, in an instant, Xu Zhu's palm force has surged like a raging tide.
Murong Fu fought an unknown pawn inextricably, he was already suppressing a surge of anger in his heart, when he heard Xu Zhu's voice, he thought to himself: You are proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, I can't take advantage of the moves, is it because of internal strength? Is it better than you? How old are you monk!
The competition of internal strength is the worst thing to do, whoever is higher and who is lower can be judged by a comparison, not to mention that the Murong family's Douzhuanxingyi is best at using strength to fight, and never hesitates to compete with others in internal strength.
With a burst of arrogance in his heart, Murong Fu no longer dodged, turned around and waved his palms to meet him.
"Cousin, this is one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills of 'one shot and two breaks', you must not force it." Wang Yuyan's face paled when she saw it, and she didn't care about the rules, she quickly stood up and reminded.