Bang!

Monk Yongwen was punched by the Taoist priest of Changhe and flew out more than ten meters away, smashing a stone tablet in the distance, and stood there in a terrible shape, almost rolling down the mountain.

The Long Crane Taoist stood not far away, and cracks stretched out of the ground where his feet were stepping, each crack was shaped like a thunderbolt, and the extremely regular divisions were around him. The aura of his whole body was extremely condensed, causing the surrounding aura to change, and between the collision of the breaths, there was a rumbling sound of wind and thunder.

Tiangang thunder sound with Gang thunder!

It's so strong!

The wind and thunder around the body of the Changhe Taoist priest condensed, like a thunder god, and two lightning rays seemed to shoot out of his eyes, staring at the monk Yongwen, and his voice was like thunder: "Yongwen bald donkey, my martial saint mountain is majestic for two thousand years, how can you provoke it?"

Thundered......

His voice reverberated like lightning and thunder in the sky.

This sound could be heard up and down the entire Wusheng Mountain, and many people under the mountain looked up at the sky curiously, thinking that it was going to thunder and rain, but they saw that there was no cloud, only a blue sunny sky.

On Wusheng Mountain, a group of young masters who were watching the battle at the scene all looked at the Changhe Taoist in amazement, and everyone's hearts were blank when they were shocked.

Dong Tao, Sun Donghu, Shen Ye, Yi Lun, Situ Longfei, Dai Younian and others all widened their eyes, as if looking at immortal figures. Among them, Shenye and Yilun are all disciples of famous families, and they have long heard of the legend of Wusheng Mountain, but no one has ever thought that Wusheng Mountain's martial arts will really be so powerful.

Seeing the written record and the facts in front of you are two different things!

Moreover, they also knew that the Changhe Daoist had not fully exerted the power of the martial arts of the Martial Saint Mountain, because they all knew some of the deeds of the Changhe Daoist back then, and knew that the old Taoist's qualifications were mediocre, and his current strength was forcibly cultivated, and it would be good if the power of the Tiangang Secret Method could be exerted half!

They also understood why Wang Cheng was not so enthusiastic about the martial arts of the Five Fowl Sect.

With such a miraculous skill, there is no need for other martial arts at all, Wang Cheng only needs to cultivate the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain step by step to the peak, and he will naturally be invincible in the world!

Wusheng Mountain.

It is no wonder that it has stood tall for two thousand years, and can be called the first martial arts sect in China in the post-Qin era.

The two monks, Wukong and Wuhui, were shocked for a moment, then came to their senses and hurriedly ran to Monk Yongwen to see how Yongwen's injuries were.

Monk Yongwen stood on the edge, breathed three times rapidly, and then calmed down the qi and blood in his body that had been dissipated by the impact of Tiangang's thunder, and gradually recovered his physical mobility, waved his hand to Wukong and Wuhui, the two little monks, indicating that he was fine, looked at the Changhe Taoist, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said helplessly in his voice: "Old Dao, Wusheng Mountain Martial Arts, it is really like the thunder of heaven and earth." I took it today, sir. ”

This is the first time in Yongwen's life that he has persuaded the Taoist priest of Changhe, and it also represents the Shaolin Temple to completely recognize the status of Wusheng Mountain.

Daoist Changhe's breathing gradually calmed down, and the sound of wind and thunder around him disappeared, and he said lightly: "Old Dao, if I started studying the Tiangang secret method ten years ago. I can kill you with one punch today. Yongwen, Shaolin Temple has never had a threat to my Wusheng Mountain for more than a thousand years, and it will not be today, and it will not be today, and it will not be in the future. ”

Yongwen's body trembled, obviously unable to accept this result in his heart, but it was so, and he said in a deep voice: "If you studied the Tiangang Secret Method ten years ago, you wouldn't be alive today." ”

"Hmph, that's not something you worry about!"

The Changhe Taoist snorted coldly.

The little monk Wuhui, who was standing beside Monk Yongwen, walked out, clasped his hands together and said, "Senior Changhe, since my uncle has been defeated by his seniors, then I have nothing to say in Shaolin." However, I want to ask Daoist Yuan Ding for a few more tricks, I don't know if it's okay?"

Monk Wukong also walked up, clasped his hands together, solemnly like a King Kong, and said: "Senior, the little monk also wants to ask the Taoist Taoist Taoist Elder again for Taoism, please fulfill it!"

Changhe Taoist looked at Wukong and Wuhui, the two little Shaolin monks, and said coldly: "Yuanding has something to do today, can't come out, you go back to Shaolin, from tomorrow, my Wusheng Mountain will be closed for half a year, if you want to challenge Yuanding, come back in half a year." ”

Daoist Changhe knew that Wang Cheng was practicing boxing in the secret of martial arts at the moment, perhaps because he had some understanding, so he didn't want Wang Cheng to come out.

However, Wukong and the two obviously won't let it go.

They learned that Wang Cheng's heart was broken, and only half of his life was left, and his strength must have dropped significantly compared to before.

If you don't defeat Wang Cheng now, when?

Therefore, Monk Wukong was in high spirits and said loudly: "Senior, Yuan Ding Dao Chief, don't you dare to come out and fight against my subordinates?"

Wu Hui also said solemnly: "Senior, my senior uncle Yongwen Master has lost to you, senior, even if we are lucky enough to win the Yuanding Dao Chang once, this competition between my Shaolin and Wusheng Mountain is only a draw, and it will not affect the reputation of Wusheng Mountain." ”

"Humph!"

The Changhe Taoist priest flashed a trace of anger, and he couldn't wait to go up and punch the two little monks.

However, he is a senior, so naturally he can't take the initiative to do something to the two juniors, otherwise the reputation will be bad and he will have a reputation of bullying the small.

"I said no, but no, you can go. Don't wait for me to be angry and drive you away!"

The Changhe Taoist said a word, his breath changed again, and there was a faint wind and thunder condensation around him, which immediately startled the three monks of Shaolin.

The thunder-god-like punch of the old Taoist priest just now is estimated to become a shadow in their hearts.

And Monk Wuhui still said solemnly: "Senior, if the Yuan Ding Dao Elder does not dare to take on our challenge, I think it will not be long before there will be rumors that the Yuan Ding Dao Elder is afraid of my Shaolin, this may be what the seniors don't want to see, right?

"Little bald donkey, are you threatening me?"

The Changhe Taoist clenched his fist and glared at Monk Wuhui and scolded.

Monk Wuhui looked at the Taoist priest of Changhe, and said with an imposing attitude: "The younger generation doesn't dare, the younger generation just states a fact, and the world is not something that I Shaolin can lead." I lost to the Yuan Ding Dao Chang in the East China Sea that day, and after returning to Shaomu Mountain, I couldn't sleep at night, and I was studying Shaolin martial arts every day, just to confirm the Buddhist martial arts with the Yuan Ding Dao Chief, and please complete it. ”

At this time, not far away, Yan Yu hurriedly walked out, followed by Wang Cheng.

Suddenly, the eyes of the audience were focused on Wang Cheng.

Yan Yu nodded to Wang Cheng, and then stood in front of Dong Tao, Sun Donghu and others again, as a spectator.

And Wang Cheng walked over step by step, and after an afternoon of cultivation in the secret of martial arts, his breath became more condensed, and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, what a confirmation of Buddhism and Taoism." Wu Hui, I saw that you were also a martial arts wizard that day, and I thought that you would retreat for a few years and cultivate Shaolin martial arts to the realm of Dacheng before you would challenge me again. Unexpectedly, you dared to compete with me after hearing rumors from the outside world, if it weren't for the rumors that my heart was broken, wouldn't you have the courage to face me again?"

Wang Cheng stared at Wu Hui and said with a very disappointed expression: "I heard that Wu Hui is proficient in the secret methods of Buddhism, and you are already in the realm of Zen Buddhism. I didn't expect you to be so obsessed, I'm very disappointed in you, you're no longer destined to be my opponent. ”

Wang Cheng walked quickly to the master, gave the master a reassuring look, and looked at the three monks opposite with a condensed gaze.

Daoist Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, stopped talking, and handed over this place to Wang Cheng, intending to train Wang Cheng to take over the affairs of Wusheng Mountain, and face the challenge of Shaolin Temple on behalf of Wusheng Mountain.

And the monk Wuhui on the other side listened to Wang Cheng's words, and he was also shocked, his eyes flashed, and his emotions in his heart were extremely complicated. Because, Wang Cheng's words hit the key point in his heart!

He was indeed hit by Wang Cheng's confidence last time, and Wang Cheng broke his five empty Buddhist state of mind, so he couldn't wait to defeat Wang Cheng and make his state of mind complete again.

However, he took advantage of Wang Cheng's injury to challenge, which was actually a sign of weakness.

Even if Wang ****'s defeat is given to him at this moment, it is not real, it can be described as a victory!

In that case, what is the point? How can he compensate for his lack of state of mind if he does not win by strength?

Such a false victory is nothing but self-consolation!

Monk Wuhui fell into a contradiction in his heart for a while, and his eyes staring at Wang Cheng became complicated, and he was no longer an ancient well.

Yongwen saw that Monk Wuhui was hit by Wang Cheng's words, and immediately gave Wukong a look.

Monk Wukong nodded to show that he understood, and immediately stepped forward and said to Wang Cheng: "Yuan Ding, stop talking nonsense. On the same day, you went to my Shaolin martial arts hall to kick the hall, so that my Shaolin lost face in front of the world, today I am here to collect debts, make a move. ”

As he spoke, he rushed towards Wang Cheng.

During this period of time, his strength has been improving every day, so he has the confidence to challenge Wang Cheng!

I saw that when he rushed towards Wang Cheng, he stepped on a strange step under his feet, there was a close coordination between frequency and breathing, and his fist sprinted a few times in the air, and suddenly a layer of pale golden qi was condensed, rushing towards Wang Cheng.

This is the confidence of the monk Wukong who dares to challenge Wang Cheng.

Because Wukong recently comprehended the Shaolin Kung Fu Kung Kong is not bad secret method, and then through the Shaolin several King Kong fist palm methods, taking the King Kong road, has achieved a small success, you can forcibly condense the King Kong Gang Qi, although there is no cohesion combined with the Gang Qi, but it is also very powerful.

Wang Cheng looked at the breath and fist technique of Monk Wukong, and knew that this was the secret method of Vajra.

The Vajra Sect has studied the Vajra Secret Method of Buddhism to the limit, and any Vajra Secret Method in the world will appear weak and clumsy in front of the Vajra Sect's martial arts.

The Wukong monk at this moment is like this in Wang Cheng's eyes, there are obvious flaws!

That is, Goku is chasing speed!

The martial arts of the Vajra lineage are the most rigid and hardest martial arts in Buddhism, and they are also the most durable martial arts, which are specially born for battle, so they do not rely on speed to win.

Speed, in the royal martial arts, is a trick.

"Banmen get an axe!"

Wang Cheng whispered, and walked up step by step, facing Monk Wukong directly.

Call......

With every step, his breath flowed through his whole body under the drive of his lungs, and he also displayed the martial arts of the Vajra Sect, the Vajra Secret Sutra!

"Boom!"

A punch out.

It is to break the toughness of the air, and the fist turns into gold and iron, and the strength is extremely condensed.

This is King Kong.

Wang Cheng's momentum made the Wukong monk who rushed over also hesitate and was afraid in his heart. Because he didn't see any signs of weakening Wang Cheng's strength, it didn't seem to be weaker than the last time he came in Donghai City!

Bang!

However, having already made a move, Monk Wukong will not retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought hard against each other.

After a muffled sound.

Wang Cheng stood still, and Monk Wukong took a step back from the huge anti-shock force, and his bones trembled!

"It's so strong!"

Wukong's expression changed drastically.

However, Wang Cheng had already rushed up and said, "I'll teach you what is the King Kong Authentic Sect." ”

A punch struck, and the monk Wukong endured the tremor and stinging pain of his bones, and shot again, still with the Shaolin Zen Zen Vajra martial arts and Wang Cheng!

Rumble!

It's another punch fight.

Monk Wukong took three steps back again, and the bones all over his body had begun to lose consciousness.

The strength of the vajra secret scripture is also the top in the world, and it is not much worse than the domineering martial arts of the martial arts of the holy mountain, one Buddha and one can be said to be the most domineering martial arts in the field of the two major sects, and the vajra martial arts of the Shaolin Temple is a grade worse than the Vajra Sect, and the condensed Gang Qi and strength are also weaker by a level!

Wang Cheng was unforgiving, and forced Monk Wukong back more than a dozen steps with one punch, and Monk Wukong was no longer able to punch, his arms and bones were numb, and his joints were dislocated from the concussion.

"That's it!"

Seeing this, the monk couldn't help but speak: "Yuan Ding, stop, you won." ”

Wang Cheng stopped at this time, otherwise with a punch, Wukong Monk would be half-crippled if he didn't die.

Monk Wukong vomited blood from the internal injuries he was beaten, looked at Wang Cheng and asked, "Yuan Ding, are you broken in your heart?"

Wang Cheng stopped, glanced at Monk Wuhui who seemed to be standing there in a daze, and replied: "There is nothing to hide about this matter, it has been spread all over the world, and I am indeed damaged in my heart." ”

"Then why are you still able to burst out with such great power?"

Goku asked incredulously.

"I don't need to explain it to you!"

Wang Cheng didn't look at Monk Wukong, but at Monk Wuhui who had regained his calm over there.

Monk Wuhui also looked at Wang Cheng, as if he had solved the contradiction in his heart, folded his hands, his eyes returned to Gujing Wubo again, bent down slightly at Wang Cheng, and said, "Indeed, Yuan Ding, you don't need to explain to us. But I roughly know that you should have cultivated your lungs and veins, and you can continue your life. However, the lung pulse is the side door after all, and the heart pulse is the core of the human body. ”

As he spoke, he paused and said, "I want to apologize to you, I did have the idea of taking advantage of others' danger before, and it stands to reason that I am not qualified to challenge you." However, today is a matter of my Shaolin honor, whether I win or lose, I have to shoot, Yuan Ding, please forgive me!"

This moment.

Monk Wuhui's body seems to exude an invisible brilliance, like a Buddha!

The aura around him condensed with his breathing, and the void above his head gradually condensed a Buddha phantom, like a shadow.

A scorching aura emanated from Monk Wuhui's body, like a round of sun.

This is......

The breath of the sun!

All the masters in the audience looked at Wu Hui. (To be continued.) )