Zhengji dodged Xuan Bei's palm, turned his body around, and his elbow and Xuan Bei's other palm hit hard. Fastest updates

Xuan Bei didn't use all his strength, just symbolically attacked Zheng Ji, even so, Zheng Ji felt that it was top of his strength, this kind of hard work, not that his transformed body strength was inferior to Xuan Bei, but the skill of force! Xuan Bei can more perfectly attack every strength in a maximized way!

"Our country does not have a formal espionage organization, including our Zen Xi Temple, which is not a spy organization, and the main task granted by the state to the Zen Xi Temple is to prevent other countries from obtaining intelligence in our country, that is, counter-espionage operations...... "Xuan Bei's hand turned into a cone and shot down towards Zhengji's chest.

?? Zhengji's palm cut horizontally and faced the peak of Xuanbei's hand cone, but unexpectedly, Xuanbei's hand cone spread out at the moment when he was about to collide, turning into a dragon's claw and clasping his palm.

?? Zhengji flew up and kicked at Xuan Bei's wrist, Xuan Bei's ape-like flexible arm suddenly retracted, and Zhengji's kick was mistaken from Xuan Bei's palm, only bringing a wisp of strong wind.

?? Xuan Bei took a step back, and his body moved forward again, "At the same time, the Zen Temple is also burdened with an even more difficult task, which is to stop the spread of all terrorist organizations around the world!"

?? Masaki retreated at the same time, and only then did he find time to speak, "I know that Zen Xiji Temple was established because of a more secretive organization......"

??“ The Zen Temple was established to fight against that organization, but it was given more responsibility by reality, that organization has been in the shadows, the Zen Temple has been exhausted for so many years, every time they are about to catch their fox tail, they will disappear completely, leaving no trace, their existence is not known, but unconsciously changing the delicate fate of everyone. Xuan Bei stopped his attack and looked at Masaki relaxedly, "This organization has been accumulating strength in the shadows, but Zen Xi Temple has its own way to go, not only against espionage organizations, but also against various types of secret terrorist organizations. ”

Zheng Jitou, Xuan Bei didn't continue to attack and trouble him, he was already quite relaxed, "Regardless of the strength of the warrior monks or the advanced equipment, the Zenxi Temple has the strength to be able to compete with the spy organizations of the great powers. ”

??“ Zenseiji Temple has already clashed with several secret organizations, such as the Ninja Church in the Seven Islands of Toei, the Templar Holy See in continental Europe, and the Free Men Movement on the Peninsula. ”

?? Zhengji is superficial, but in private, he can't figure out what this master gave him these things for, for him, these are not very important at all, terrorist organizations, espionage wars between countries, it seems that he doesn't care about anything.

Suddenly, Xuan Bei's figure flew straight like a peng spreading his wings, and a bland punch came straight to his face, for some reason, that feeling of not being able to dodge came to his heart again, this time, it was no longer a futon, but a living punch, for some reason, Zhengji saw this punch, and felt extremely dangerous, if he was hit by this punch, I am afraid the consequences would be very serious.

A thousandth of a second later, Xuan Zhi Xuan's punch accurately hit Masaki's face, and the corners of Xuan's mouth showed a faint smile, but in the next second, his smile suddenly froze, because, Masaki, who was hit in front of him, was not knocked away as he expected, but turned into a flying crow in his sluggish wooden light, and in his jaw-dropping, the crows gathered within his line of sight, and it was incredibly condensed into a figure, it was Masaki!

"This ......!" Xuan Bei looked directly at Masaki in the distance, and then looked at his fist, his mind full of surprise, "This is a spell?!" he subconsciously shouted.

"Solution!" Masaki, who was reorganized from the crow in his sight, smiled and shook his head, and drank softly, and then Xuan Bei felt the world spin for a while, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, Masaki was still standing there, but everything seemed to be the same as just now, but different!

"It's just an illusion, and the master can understand it as a hypnosis I started with these eyes," Masaki explained with a smile on his face.

"Illusion?hypnosis?!" Xuan Bei repeated these key words with a look of disbelief in his eyes, "So, I was hypnotized by you just now?, so if you don't wake up, won't you let you do whatever you want?" he caught the key almost instantly.

"Maybe it could be the same", Masaki To.

Although he had some guesses in his heart, after hearing Masaki's affirmative answer, he couldn't help but be surprised, and subconsciously looked directly at Masaji's weird kaleidoscope writing wheel.

Xuan Bei looked at the sky, and laughed a few times jokingly, "Sure enough, I am the chosen one! I didn't expect that one day I would lose at the hands of a junior warrior monk who had just entered the Zen Xi Temple for two months" After that, his eyes looked deeply at Zhengji, with some complicated emotions, "Hehe, Guiyi, you can leave ......"

??“ Hmm?......" Masaki looked at Xuan Bei in surprise, "Actually, I lost, I can't stop your last punch, Master, if it's a real fist, I'll lose very badly, using these eyes to launch illusions is already cheating"

??“ Hehe, are these eyes yours?" Xuan Bei opened his robe, looked at Zhengji and suddenly asked.

Masaki was slightly stunned, "Yes."

"Since it belongs to a part of your body, how can you be considered cheating if you use it to defeat me? The warrior monk of Zen Xi Temple, every part of the body must be turned into the most effective offensive weapon, and you defeat me with your eyes, how can it be considered cheating?" Xuan Bei's eyes suddenly carried some sadness, "In our world, there is no fairness at all, there is no bushido spirit, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, what matters is life or death!" I don't want my warrior monks to regard their lives as bargaining chips for the sake of so-called fairness and so-called spirit! What I want is for you to win! For you to survive! No matter what means you use, I don't want to see any of the warrior monks of the Zen Temple sacrifice!"

Xuan was sad, and the momentum of the whole person soared into the sky, and suddenly became tall and unique.

Zhengji looked at him blankly, these words rippled in his heart, and suddenly made him have a feeling of blood boiling, this ancestor of the Zen Temple, this admirable old monk, his wish, is so simple, yes, the monks of the Zen Temple, destined to fight in the smoke of gunpowder and all kinds of dangers, waiting for them is endless dangers and challenges, their lives, sometimes like the brightest fireworks in the night sky, briefly illuminate the world, but also burn themselves, danger hovers around them, life is like a candle in the wind and rain, there is no win or loss, only life and death！

Just like the ancestor of Xuanbei, to live, no matter what means are used, must live, in order to use their precious lives, silently guard the world in the dark, he suddenly nose slightly sour, as if he saw generation after generation of Zen Xi Temple monks one after another indomitable figures, it is they who maintain the peaceful life belonging to the Chinese, it is they, with their own dedication, to maintain the country! This is the Zen Xi Temple! This is the monks of the Zen Xi Temple!

"Congratulations, you have become the eighth Zen descendant of Zen Temple!"

Xuan Bei's words were very light, but this sentence fell in the heart of Zhengji, smashed into a large crater of atomic bombing, there were surging mushroom clouds in the sky, and all the life in the Zenxi Temple was devastatingly washed away in the face of the huge shock wave, gradually weathered into fragments, and finally disappeared.

When all the waiting has a result, when all the silence is condensed into a promise, when all the beautiful lives that I thought had disappeared came back to me, when those who thought that they would never be forgotten in their lives came back to themselves again, so that the huge emotions that had crossed the past and crossed the future and overdrawn all the feelings slammed into their hearts, and the title that their master had longed for all his life was born, and he succeeded in this way?

"Master, I haven't passed the cultural course yet", after the excitement, Masaki remembered that one of the necessary conditions to become a Zen successor was that he had to obtain two doctorates.

"The rules are set by people, and they can be changed naturally, not to mention, the reason why you need a doctorate diploma is because the tasks of Zen descendants are extremely dangerous all over the world, and the richer the knowledge, the greater their survival will be, and the two doctorates, in vain, are for the guarantee that the successors of Zen Buddhism can complete the task, but if you have these eyes, you have countless doctorates, and you can naturally be flexible", Xuan Bei patted Masaki's shoulder with a mysterious smile.

"Thank you, Master, the matter of the Zen Temple is my business, from now on, I will always keep it in mind", Zhengji folded his hands, made a standard monk movement, and looked at Xuan Beidao seriously.

"Okay, go down the mountain, from today on, you are the eighth Zen descendant of the Zen Temple, and you can leave the Zen Temple at any time, but I still want to say, the Zen Temple is always open for you, as long as you want, you can come back at any time!" Xuan Bei said with a smile.

...