?? This red-robed warrior monk's fist is the cannon fist that the sixth grade master of Zen Xi Temple will do, even though the power of this warrior monk is far less than quitting killing, but cannon fist as the most rigid and fierce fist, there will be strict requirements for its own practitioners, so people who can use cannon fist have good strength in themselves, and with a strong cannon fist, it is almost a force that cannot be shaken head-on. Fastest updates

?? The rest of the warrior monks all looked at the red-robed warrior monks and gray-robed warrior monks on the field with freehand expressions, and this competition, from the color of the clothes on their bodies, it was already clear that it was not an order of magnitude.

?? Zhengji's body turned around, this style is Taijiquan, the trick is to borrow force from the air, Zhengji taught boxing in the air, he also integrated the Taijiquan he would know, and added many new elements to make it more suitable for the use of Zhengji itself, and now he has completely departed from the form of martial arts, and all the martial arts in one move and one style are all in accordance with the most suitable tricks in line with his characteristics at the most appropriate time to achieve the greatest effect.

?? This Taijiquan is the wonderful use of strengthening one's later moves in this situation, and Masaki's body rotates along the axis, driving his own strength, and hitting out with both fists! It's also exactly the same cannon fist as the red-clothed warrior monk!

?? When the red-clothed warrior monk saw Zhengji swing out the cannon fist, the shock in his heart was completely revealed on his face, the cannon fist is the martial arts of the upper warrior monk of the Dharma Hall, because it has strict requirements for the body, coupled with strong lethality, only the upper warrior monk is qualified to practice, but this low-level gray-robed warrior monk played this punch, if it is fake, it is a cannon fist!

??“ Bang"!! The two fists intersected, and the red-clothed warrior monk rose from the ground, as if he had hit a speeding car, and flew straight upside down, crackling and rolling to the ground.

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The red-robed warrior monks who were flying around Zhengji just now all froze their expressions, as if they saw the Martians walking around the earth and greeting them, all of them looked like Allied soldiers arrested by Nazi Germany, and their expressions were so exaggerated that they could distort a tank.

?? This punch of Zhengji, but also with the help of the law of Taijiquan to achieve the proud results, with the rapid rotation of the body to bring up the centripetal force, and then guide this centripetal force to his arm, and then use the technique of cannon fist to hit out, the power may be more than half a times higher than his direct use of cannon fist, if you turn around and swing the fist in the state of writing wheels, then your strength does not know how many times to increase.

?? Behind the gate came the sound of clothes breaking through the air.

??“ Damn, who dares to beat the heavy drum in the Zen Temple! Lao Tzu destroyed him! A rough voice came from outside the door behind Zhengji, this voice Zhengji recognized, it was one of the eight laws of Zenxi Temple when he came to Zenxi Temple by mistake two months ago, he shouted and shouted at every turn, and threatened to destroy this and that, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a Lu Zhishen.

??“ As! You came just in time, this son is making trouble in our Dharma Hall, he not only beat the heavy drum, but also injured your uncle who is a beard master! The red-clothed monk seemed to be a helper, and suddenly became arrogant, making Masaki feel as if he had copied his homework and reported to the teacher when he was in junior high school.

?? This group of red-robed warrior monks suddenly came to the spirit, this is just like one of the eight methods of protecting the temple, martial arts are above a few of them, and now he is out of the horse, I am afraid that this gray-robed low-level warrior monk will not be able to subdue him.

?? Even some of the red-robed warrior monks had already laughed fiercely, and they had the expressions they showed when they imagined that the political discipline would be dealt with for trespassing on the Dharma Hall.

??“ Rabbit cub, dare to beat my uncle, Lao Tzu wants you to get out of here! As angry as he was, he had always been the king and hegemon among the junior warrior monks in the Zen Temple, and those who didn't like it came forward and beat him for a while, and now when he saw the gray-robed Zhengji, he immediately took out the usual anger, pinched his knuckles crackling, and walked towards Zhengji.

?? It's just that he began to wonder why, since he appeared to walk towards Zhengji, this gray-robed warrior monk has always turned his back to him, even if his strength is above him, and Senior Brother Yiyun, who ranks on the list of nine-rank masters, when facing himself, it is impossible to be so big.

?? The only explanation is that this son doesn't know who he is at all, so in order to show his name, he strives to let this gray-robed warrior monk stick out his head and let him **, he deliberately deepened his tone, "I am one of the eight laws of the Zen Temple Temple!" Son, you should have heard my name, if you are smart, just kneel down and kowtow and admit your mistakes, I may not let you hurt too ugly! ”

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Masaki finally turned his head slowly, "Just like Senior Brother, right?" ”

?? Just like a satisfied head.

??“ Sorry, don't recognize. ”

Yiru's face suddenly turned into soaked pork liver, he squinted at the people next to him, the faces of those red-robed warrior monks were also full of disbelief, in a high-class organization here in the Zen Temple, there would be a gray-robed warrior monk, openly challenging authority here, and with an expression that he didn't know how he would die later.

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As if he took a step forward, his body accelerated suddenly, he was not fat and fat, his robe was full of muscles, even if he was boxing, he would definitely not be worse than a heavyweight boxer, he hit it so quickly, and the momentum that exuded made Masaki feel like he was facing thousands of troops for a while.

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The eight methods of protecting the temple of Zen Xi Temple, worthy of the name, remember their master, the strength of these eight monks, any one of them is close to the list of nine masters, and they are also their senior brother Yiyun, and in recent years, Yiyun has taken the responsibility of protecting the Zen Xi Temple, and has not launched an impact on the ranking of the nine master lists, otherwise, with Yiyun's practice all the time, it is unknown whether he can win the void.

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Therefore, when facing this Yiru, there is absolutely no contempt in his heart, but he is even more dignified, he knows that this Yiru is amazingly powerful, if he is weak, it should be his temper, he is irritable, easily provoke him, this person is like a crazy pheasant, uncontrolled catharsis of power, such a violent person, for others may be difficult to suppress, but for Zhengjilai, his state just gives him the best opportunity to take advantage of.

?? Just as his body is strong and his hands are strong, even if he does not pursue any skills, even the simplest moves and styles are quite powerful, and his arm sweeping over at this moment is no less than the swing of an iron pestle.

Although this sweep is infinitely powerful, it is too slow in the eyes of political discipline

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Masaki rose into the air, his body avoiding the iron arm that had just been swept by a pestle, and he kicked him sideways like his head, popping out a burst of white ash, and a dull thud came from the air.

?? The red-robed warrior monk is like watching a football World Cup every four years, and the current situation is that the Chinese team is pressing the Brazilian team to play, and the battle line is all pushed to the half of the Brazilian team, and the audience around the world is enthusiastic.

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Masaki landed, staggered back a step, and then stood firm.

?? Just as twisting his head from side to side, there was a sound of bone joints rubbing at the skull movement, "The strength is good!" ”

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Masaki was a little surprised in his heart, this is the same, he was kicked in the face, and he was like a nobody, you must know the strength of Masaki's kick just now, although he was worried that something would happen, he left a lot of strength, but even so, if he was an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been finished and reported to heaven.

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Just as the body leaned forward again, the speed in his hand was a step faster, obviously learning the lesson of being kicked by Masaki for his slow speed just now, and this time he tried his best to attack, trying to catch up with Masaki's monkey-like agile speed.

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His judgment is absolutely correct, although he is physically strong, but he can't reach the strength of a robot, if he is attacked by Masaki in a fighting way, weakening his resistance ability one by one, he will still be knocked down in the end, so the only chance he can equalize now is to be faster than Masaki, in this way, coupled with his strength, as long as any move hits Masaki, it will be an absolutely devastating attack.

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Masaki didn't expect that this one, who was not at the highest speed, suddenly sped up by more than half a time, and the iron fist grazed his rapidly removed body, bringing out some hot pain.

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Just as the bottom of his hand did not relax, seeing that he was about to catch up with the speed of Zhengji, his fist turned into ten, and he shot down towards Zhengji in all directions.

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The red-robed warrior monks next to him clapped their palms one by one, competing to cheer Yiru up.

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"It's like coming on! You are our pride! ”

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"Defeat this grizzled monk! Just like, Uncle Shi is optimistic about you! ”

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"Like, if you defeat this person, the uncles strongly recommend you to be the representative of this year's Zen Xi Temple and go to the martial arts conference."

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The words of encouragement before, as if he didn't take it to heart, when he heard the last sentence, his eyes suddenly released a fine light, so many useless, this sentence is reassuring.

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Every three years, the country's various martial arts schools will conduct a martial arts conference on Mount Huashan, clearly is the exchange of martial arts, secretly but the competition between each other's sects, although the Zen Temple is a very secret organization, but it is not exempt from the vulgar, every three years of this martial arts conference, or will send some disciples to participate in the competition as Tibetan Buddhism, and often the participating disciples of the Zen Xi Temple, can give everyone a shock at the martial arts conference, so many Zen Xi Temple monks, for participating in this fame and fortune conference, Definitely beneficial and harmless.

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Thinking of the conference, just like his subordinates, he suddenly took a step faster, and hit the shoulder of Zhengji, who was avoided, with a punch, and the powerful force was suddenly exerted on Zhengji's shoulder, so that he didn't even have time to change his steps, and the person flew out in a whirlpool.

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