"Fight against Buddha..." An Lin's eyes gradually brightened, "This is indeed a good opponent!"
As a result, everyone is familiar and communicates better.
Secondly, the monkey is very powerful, allowing him to fight to his heart's content.
The third is that the monkey has experienced many battles, even if An Lin accidentally hits hard and hurts the opponent, it probably won't mind.
"Then suzerain, do you want to hold the meeting first, or go to the sparring first?" Bai Ling asked.
"Everyone else is waiting there, why don't we start the meeting?" An Lin blinked.
Bai Ling smiled slightly: "Anyway, he's been waiting for so long, it doesn't matter if he waits a little longer."
Although this suggestion is very good, Anlin couldn't bear it. If a friend came from afar, he naturally had to entertain the friend first, so Anlin decided to make an appointment first!
Sijiu Xianzong, performing martial arts.
Tens of thousands of disciples have gathered here, watching the majestic monkey in the center.
The monkey has a handsome face, star-like eyes, a golden crown on his head, and a Xiaguang battle armor. He has a burly figure and is particularly intimidating. Just standing quietly with a golden cudgel in one hand has attracted tens of thousands of disciples. onlookers.
"Hey, do you know, I heard that it is going to make an appointment with our suzerain!"
"Is there anyone in this sect who doesn't know about this matter? This is the sect's top priority! I don't know if the suzerain will accept the challenge..."
"Isn't this nonsense, our suzerain is so jealous, is he still afraid of a monkey's appointment? If he comes back, he will definitely come to fight!"
A female disciple said without thinking, it can be said that she knows their suzerain very well.
"I still admire Dou Victory Buddha. He dared to fight with our suzerain. I don't know how many punches he can resist the suzerain..."
"Don't underestimate the Dou Victory Buddha! It is the superpower of the peak of the Western Buddhist Kingdom second only to Shakyamuni Buddha. Its combat power is unparalleled. It is said that it is also the candidate emperor of the Potian Gang!!"
"So... how many punches can it resist the Sovereign?"
"..."
The disciples were discussing happily.
Although the Fighting Victory Buddha is very powerful, the suzerain is even more invincible. The impression of An Lin in the minds of his disciples has surpassed everything. He is an invincible god of war. Buddha can hold a few punches.
Yao Mingxi, the elder of the sect, conservatively estimated that if the lord Anlin just had a friendly sparring, he might have to fight for hundreds of rounds. If he fought with all his strength, he might be able to defeat Dou Zhanfo in a dozen rounds.
This statement has been recognized by most of the disciples.
In the sky, black bricks suddenly descended.
The disciples on the field burst into enthusiastic cheers.
Their suzerain lord is back! !
Xu Xiaolan leaned on Xiao Huang's back, with her delicate body wrapped in green clothes, staring at the returning man with a pair of clear eyes, with a rather helpless and jealous look on her face, she said: "Oh... I finally came back, the first thing I thought of was to fight …”
A hearty laugh fell from the sky.
"Hahaha... Brother Wukong, I kept you waiting!"
Dou Zhanfo held the golden cudgel tightly in his hand, looked up at the man in the sky, also showed a smile, and said with a smile: "Soon soon... if I have the chance to fight Brother An Lin, even if my old grandson has to wait another year !"
An Lin was dressed in white, and a cloud of fresh air radiated from his body.
The body of Dou Victory Buddha also bursts out bursts of golden Buddha light, and there is a surging fighting spirit in his compassion, as if he wants to fight to save people.
The power of the two spread simultaneously.
In an instant, there was a strong wind, and the sky and the earth changed color.
All the disciples felt that it was difficult to breathe, and some even couldn't stand still.
The superimposed power of the two is really terrifying, even if it is not aimed at them, they can't support this terrifying power that escapes inadvertently.
"Please change the venue for the fight, this place won't stand up to your troubles." Bai Ling said calmly from the side.
An Lin thought that this was indeed the case, so he looked at Dou Victory Buddha and said, "Why don't we change the place and fight on the prairie?"
"It's just what I want! The prairie is great! Fighting in the Zongmen, I really feel like I can't use it!" Dou Zhanfo readily agreed.
The two began to fly towards the prairie outside the Zongmen.
A group of melon-eating disciples followed behind him.
Bai Ling silently strengthened the defensive barrier of Sijiu Xianzong, and stopped all the disciples who wanted to eat melons with the power of space: "Are you all in such a hurry to die? No one protects you, Sect Master Anlin casually A small fist can blow all of you into a pulp."
It was only at this time that the disciples came back to their senses, what kind of terrifying existence the suzerain was to them, he was a strong man who didn't even have the qualifications to watch the battle...
"But you don't have to be too disappointed. My Zixing brand satellite will broadcast this battle for you in real time and in high-definition three-dimensionally in this martial arts arena!" Bai Ling smiled.
"Long live the White Pavilion Master!!"
"Sister Bai is the best!"
"Finally, I have the opportunity to see Sect Master Anlin defeat Buddha in a big battle, so excited!!"
Tens of thousands of disciples suddenly shouted excitedly.
Soon, a picture appeared on the martial arts arena.
An Lin and Dou Zhanfo had landed on the endless prairie and were confronting each other.
Although what the disciples saw was not a real person, they were also infected by the tense atmosphere, staring at the screen intently, for fear of missing even a moment of the battle scene.
Thousands of miles away from Sijiu Xianzong, on the endless prairie.
An Lin confronted Dou Shengfo.
"Brother Wukong, since you are the one who challenged me, then I will give you a chance to attack me first, come on!" An Lin said calmly with his hands behind his back.
"In that case, brother Anlin, be careful!" Dou Zhanfo is not someone with ink marks. He has been looking forward to this battle for a long time. Before, he invited Anlin to come to the Western Buddhist Kingdom for an appointment. Anlin didn't have time to come, so it will He came to Sijiu Xianzong, thinking about doing it first and then talking.
It is a strong man born for fighting. Facing a strong man like An Lin, if he doesn't have a good fight, he always feels that he will leave a big regret.
"Eat and press the old grandson!"
"It's awesome!!"
boom! !
A golden cudgel sprinted forward, growing longer and thicker.
The surrounding world turned into a magnificent golden color.
An Lin felt a strong sense of oppression from the golden cudgel that hit him in front of him.
"Hahaha, good time!"
Fighting against Buddha's fighting strength is at the peak of Hedao, and An Lin just wanted to test whether his body, which is the body of the god of war, can hold up under the attack of the peak level of Hedao.
He simply stood where he was and let the opponent's golden cudgel strike.
boom! !
The long and thick golden cudgel slammed into An Lin's body violently, pushing him all the way, pushing him for hundreds of miles before stopping, creating a deep ravine on the ground.
"Hey... Brother An Lin dares to underestimate me, I will not be polite." The corner of Dou Zhanfo's mouth rose, very satisfied with this assault.
"Shu...comfortable..."
An Lin sighed with a little ecstasy.
(end of this chapter)