Although the ghost monk Jin Chan's body is strong, it is still slightly petite in front of the dragon catcher. So when the dragon catching hand fanned the ghost monk Jin Chan's body, the ghost monk Jin Chan's body directly flew upside down, rotated more than a thousand degrees in the air, and finally slammed heavily under the ring.
This scene completely surpassed everyone's expectations, so that it was not until the ghost monk Jin Chan stood up from the ground tremblingly that the Taoist priests reacted and erupted with incredible exclamations.
"Senior, the ghost monk Jin Chan has been beaten out of the ring, now you can announce who has won."
Hearing what I said, the priest serving as the referee was about to speak.
Suddenly, the ghost monk Jin Chan jumped and came to the ring again.
"I can fight again, I haven't failed yet, who dares to declare that I have failed!"
"In the arena competition, being beaten down is a failure. This is the eternal rule, don't you even understand this?"
"That's just an ordinary martial arts contest. We are Taoist priests. How can Taoist priests have the same knowledge as ordinary people."
The ghost monk Jin Chan's voice fell, and Yuan Zhen's voice also passed down the high platform.
"If I were beaten down, it would be considered a failure. I replaced it with me. I would take the ring down as soon as I entered the ring. Then it depends on who has bad luck and landed with my feet first."
Having said this, Yuan Zhen glared at me fiercely, and then said: "Besides, there was no rule before, and he didn't say that being defeated in the ring counts as a failure. So I don't think Jin Chan is defeated, at most it is a slight disadvantage. ."
"My master is right. I'm not a failure, but I didn't notice it for a while, and I was sneak attacked by you and fell into a disadvantage. Come again, I will hit you all over the floor!"
Hearing what Yuan Zhen and the ghost monk Jin Chan said, I couldn't help but smile coldly and said, "You are monks, and monks can't bully people like this."
"Buddha has two sides, good and evil, facing the poor, the Buddha shows others with kindness, and saves all living beings. In the face of evildoers, the Buddha shows others with evil and resists violence.
"So, you regard me as a villain?" I cast a blank look at Jin Chan, the ghost monk, and shouted at Yuan Zhen on the high platform: "Abbot Yuan Zhen, do you want to set the rules for winning?"
Seeing Yuan Zhen staring at me without saying a word, I snorted and said: "The abbot of Yuan Zhen personally sets the rules, otherwise this Wubi can't go on anymore, because you are too
shameless. "
"Asshole, dare you..."
Before Yuan Zhen finished speaking angrily, the head teacher of Bai Yunguan smiled and interrupted and said, "Yuan Zhen, I think Tang and Song said it was pretty good, so you should come to make a rule for Wubi. At that time Jin Chan lost, and you refused to admit it, causing this Wubi match to go on endlessly."
"Fu Chenzi, what do you mean by that?"
"I didn't mean to aim at you, I just stood in the position of a spectator and said something fair."
"Yuan Zhen, what Fuchenzi said is reasonable. Please also set a rule."
"To be honest, I am a little less optimistic about Jin Chan now. I think you can set a rule that is beneficial to Jin Chan. We are on your side, and we can open one eye and close one eye."
On the high platform, the Patriarch of the Maoma family followed, and the language was all mocking. This also made Yuan Zhen's face more gloomy.
"Okay, then I'll make a rule!" Yuan Zhen took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the high platform and said loudly, "If you want to win this Wubi victory, you must force the opponent to surrender. Or you will beat the opponent down. , So that the other party can never stand up again."
"Yuan Zhen is really good at calculating, Jin Chan is good at golden bells, and there are not many people in the same generation who can break through his defenses."
Ma's Patriarch Ma Lan's words fell, and Mao Lanshan followed: "Yes, Tang Song was completely caught off guard by Jin Chan just now. Now that Jin Chan is ready, Tang Song will no longer want to win."
"Boy, I was careless just now and I was knocked out of the ring by you. Now I am looking at you squarely, and then you will continue to withstand the attacks from me."
After the ghost monk Jin Chan finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right foot and stepped on the ring fiercely.
While the ring trembled slightly, a golden light spewed from the ghost monk Jin Chan's body, quickly enveloping the ghost monk Jin Chan's body. At this time, look at the ghost monk Jin Chan, the ghost monk Jin Chan's body is wrapped in golden light, and it feels like a god who has just descended to the earth.
"Come on, let you see how powerful the golden bell jar of Buddhism is!"
Hearing what the ghost monk Jin Chan said, I took out a kitchen knife.
After the flame completely wrapped the kitchen knife, I held the kitchen knife and threw it towards the ghost monk Jin Chan.
Encased in flames
The wrapped kitchen knife turned and flew straight to the ghost monk Jin Chan. Seeing that the kitchen knife was about to touch the ghost monk Jin Chan's body, suddenly a golden light suddenly formed a golden bell, which tightly protected the ghost monk Jin Chan and successfully blocked the chopping of the kitchen knife.
"You just have this ability? This ability can't break my defense!"
I glanced at the ghost monk Jin Chan, put away the kitchen knife, and took out the fire-stripe sword.
"The two of us will decide the outcome with one sword next, do you dare or dare?"
"Okay! If you can break through my defense with a single sword, count me as losing. If you can't break through my defense, even if you lose."
What I wanted was this sentence from the ghost monk Jin Chan. When his words fell, I raised the fire-printed sword flat and placed it on my chest. Mana and red flames have been continuously injected into the fire-stripe sword by me. The fire-stripe sword was also under the gaze of everyone, and the speed that was visible to the naked eye also changed.
The flame covered on the sword became more and more vigorous and hot, and the feeling of the fire-patterned sword became more and more dangerous.
"Jin Chan, be careless!" Yuan Zhen was aware of something, and stood on the edge of the high platform, shouting to the ghost monk Jin Chan.
However, Yuan Zhen's reminder was a little late, almost at the same time that Yuan Zhen's voice fell, my body shook and disappeared in place.
In the blink of an eye, when I appeared again, I had come behind the ghost monk Jin Chan.
The fire-stripe sword was raised high, and then chopped down heavily.
The golden bell covering the ghost monk Jin Chan appeared. However, this time the golden bell became as fragile as an egg shell. The long sword fell, and the golden bell broke with the sound. The long sword continued to slide, and finally hit the ghost heavily. On the shoulders of the monk Jinchan.
At the critical moment, fortunately, I stopped in time and didn't cut off the arm of the ghost monk Jin Chan. However, the ghost monk Jin Chan also let out a scream, clutching his arm, "dangdang" and stepped back.
"You are defeated!" I stood up with my sword, and said to the ghost monk Jin Chan.
"I didn't lose, because my master set the rules just now. Unless I surrender, you must defeat me before you can count your victory."
"But you just said that as long as I can break through your defense, even if I win."
"I didn't talk about it!" The ghost monk Jin Chan raised his brows and then shouted loudly: "Look at me using the Raksha Zen stick to save you!"
(End of this chapter)