Chapter 414: The Challenger

In front of a large hall in Putuo Temple, a huge ring was quickly established, although it was only a contest between two juniors at the level of the Martial Emperor, but the scale was far more than this level.

After all, although Xiuyuan is only a Martial Emperor, his own status is that of a Buddha in the Putuo Sea, and the third-level cultivation of the Martial Emperor can burst out with the peak combat power of the Martial Emperor, and from all aspects, he can lead the younger generation in the entire Putuo Sea.

This point can be determined by Putuo Temple, but there are a large number of Buddhism in the Putuo sea area who want to touch this location, especially Zizhu Temple and Lianchi Temple, which can be compared with Putuo Temple.

In the sky above Putuo Temple, three monks in red robes stood in the air with smiles, smiling and greeting the strong men who came from afar, and quickly arranged for them to enter their positions.

As long as it is a temple of sufficient scale, almost all of the people who come are at the level of Wuzun, because the Buddhas at the level of the Martial Emperor are no less inferior to these Wuzun in terms of status.

At this time, the faces of the three monks in the air changed slightly, and a monk wearing a purple robe suddenly appeared in the air, and behind this one, there was also a young man who looked to be close to twenty years old.

In the middle of the entire Putuo sea area, the only monk who can wear a purple robe is a strong person in the Zizhu Temple, and the one in front of him can also be regarded as their old acquaintance.

Master Kongyuan of Zizhu Temple, this is a strong person above the fourth level of Martial Venerable, and he is also the only one among the strong people of Martial Venerable who has come here to cultivate to reach the fourth level of Martial Venerable.

At the level of Wuzun, every small realm is a heaven and earth, and there is a gap between the fourth level of Wuzun and the third level of Wuzun, and it can be said that even if the three red-robed monks of the third level of Wuzun join forces, they will not be the opponent of this master of Kongyuan.

But after all, this is the territory of Putuo Temple, and in the middle of an ancient hall that looks very quaint, a man wearing a linen monk's robe walked out and said slowly.

"Unexpectedly, that old guy sent you out in the distance, it seems that those guys still haven't given up, but they have failed so many times, and they want another one, is it interesting?"

When facing Kongyuan, the three red-robed monks had ugly faces, but when facing this linen-robed monk, the ugly face became the master of Kongyuan, because this one's seniority happened to be twice as high as him, and Qi was an opponent that his master often faced.

The monk in the hemp robe had no intention of wasting time, but said softly: "Let's go, the competition should start tomorrow, today you will rest in the middle of the Jing'an Courtyard, as for this little guy, if he has that ability, if he wants to challenge, go ahead!"

At the end of the day, the ma-robed monk also subconsciously glanced at the young man behind Master Kongyuan, this one's cultivation has reached the level of the fifth level of the Martial Emperor, it can be said that it is already very good in the younger generation, but the ma-robed monk still looks very casual, and he still has enough confidence in cultivation.

On the other side, a monk in a white robe happened to appear, looked at the one in front of him, and said with a smile: "I can't imagine that even Master Ku has become a welcoming monk, I don't know why, the poor monk has an inexplicable joy!"

The cultivation of this white-robed monk is similar to that of Master Ku, both of them are at the level of the sixth level of Wuzun, but at this time, looking at Master Ku in front of him, he has a narrow smile on his face, as if he is mocking this opponent who has fought for an unknown number of years.

This white-robed monk Master Mingque, the linen-robed monk Master Ku and Master Kongyuan's master, Master Duyuan, are all of the same generation, and they are also opponents who don't know how many times they fought back then.

Master Ku doesn't like to communicate with people, he is dedicated to studying Buddhism, except for fighting, he has almost no communication with the other two, but Master Ku's strength is extraordinary, even the two of them have suffered more than once.

So they all have an unwillingness to Master Ku, so when they found out that Master Ku was sitting alone in the competition of the Buddha of Putuo Temple, one of them sent his own protégé, and the other took action in person.

And Master Ku raised his eyes and looked at this old opponent who didn't know how many times he had fought against him, and just said softly: "I still can't see through it, if I have to take this breath, what's the harm in giving it to you!"

After finishing speaking, Master Ku no longer paid attention to the fast disappearing smile on Master Mingque's face, and turned to the depths of Putuo Temple, although there has always been a rivalry between the three major temples, but the arrangement for them is still the best monk's room.

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In the middle of a very quiet monk's room, Ye Li looked around very casually, he could guess that the exchange of cultivation would definitely attract a large number of monks, but he didn't expect that this fire would burn him now.

And now, in front of him, a monk wearing a gray robe and holding a purple bamboo in his hand approached quickly, and Ye Li could see that this one's cultivation should be the cultivation of the fifth level of the Martial Emperor, but he didn't know what level of combat power this one could burst out.

"You're the one who wants to talk to Professor Xiu?"

Compared with Xiuyuan's politeness, this one's opening is very simple and rude, and when he speaks, he has a fierce momentum, and it seems that only Ye Li will shoot directly if he nods.

But Ye Li said softly: "Look at you like this, you shouldn't be a monk from Putuo Temple, it seems to be the younger generation of Zizhu Temple, is it that I am fighting with Xiuyuan, does it have anything to do with you?"

Between speaking, Ye Li's body also had an aura spreading, although he was not an opponent of this one in terms of cultivation, but this did not mean that Ye Li would swallow his anger in front of this one.

And the young man also said slowly: "The poor monk Zizhu Temple is clear, and he needs the opportunity to fight with Xiuyuan, so this time the poor monk needs to defeat the donor first, I'm sorry!"

Between words, the purple bamboo in Yuanqing's hand was quickly swung, although it seemed to be a very simple action, but at the moment of the swing, countless stick shadows quickly separated, obviously using some special means.

And although Ye Li said that there was helplessness in his eyes, he also had a touch of solemnity, and if he dared to challenge Xiuyuan, it must be an extraordinary existence, even Ye Li must not be underestimated.

Facing the suppressed stick shadow, Ye Li directly punched out, it seemed to be a simple action, but with the power of the Burial Heaven, the flesh body of the Martial Emperor plus the strength of five times that belonged to the Burial Heaven, just a punch, smashed all the stick shadows in front of him.

But Ye Li took a step forward at this time, and said coldly: "Although I know that you have your own reasons to do it, but since you dare to come and make a move on Ye, you can't blame Ye for being unkind! If you want Ye's qualifications, then show your strength!"