In the third game, Xue Qingshan fought against the Shaolin faction.

The name of this log sounds, you will definitely think that he is a rough man with five big shoulders and three thick, big shoulders and round waist, but when you see a real person, you will definitely be disappointed, this log is wearing a monk's robe of an ordinary Shaolin disciple, and he looks thin like a wire pole, which can only be described as skinny, and his face is full of wrinkles, like a piece of dried pork, with skin wrapped in bones. I couldn't tell that he was a young man in his thirties, and if he hadn't said it himself, others would have thought he was an old man in his seventies and eighties.

In addition to being thin, Yuanmu also has a characteristic, that is, his head is surprisingly large, and his shiny bald head is branded with nine ring scars, showing his status as a monk. Many people are speechless in their hearts, to say that those lay disciples came to compete just now, it is understandable, but this log is already an authentic monk, and he also came to join in the fun, and he also rushed into the top six, which is inevitably a little contemptible.

However, Yuanmu didn't seem to have this awareness, at the beginning of the competition, Yuanmu's left foot kicked hard in the ring, and the whole person rose into the sky, flipping above Xue Qingshan's head, his big head was down, and he hit Xue Qingshan vertically, and there was a faint glimmer of golden streamer on the top of his bright head.

This trick of the log is the iron head of the Shaolin Temple, the iron head is the hard work of the outside of the strong, the masculine strength, the inner strength, the cultivation to the depths, a head is harder than the steel bar, used to fight with people, there is a surprise effect.

Seeing this, Xue Qingshan's heart was also quite dignified, and he immediately turned around and dodged away.

Disheveled.

The iron head of the log hit the diamond ground directly, leaving a large crater.

Looking at the log planted upside down on the stage and his whole head sunk into the pit, Xue Qingshan couldn't help but rub his head, doesn't this person's head hurt, you must know that the head is very fragile.

The log propped up on the ground with both hands, like pulling a turnip, and his head was immediately pulled out of the pit, without the slightest pause, and he jumped up again and blasted towards Xue Qingshan.

From a distance, the log looked like a huge mallet, held by an invisible hand, pounding garlic in the ring.

Xue Qingshan's palms kept slapping out, and one palm hit the big head of the log.

Bells, bells, bells

At first, Xue Qingshan still had some hands, afraid that he would accidentally turn the head of the log into soybean milk, but now he found that the head of the log was a little too hard, and it hurt him.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Xue Qingshan quickly took a step back, turned around, and slapped his palms on the iron head of the log.

"Jump!"

With a piercing roar of iron and stone, the log was directly slapped back by the eighteen palms of the descending dragon, and stood ten meters away.

Xue Qingshan's eyes were solemn, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending were so fierce, and they slapped on the log, but they didn't cause him any damage, if this palm was slapped on an ordinary martial artist, Xue Qingshan was confident that he could slap his brain into a bowl of soy milk, but this log was like a nobody, Xue Qingshan was shocked.

In fact, Yuanmu knows that he is bitter in his heart, and now his head is buzzing and exploding, and even the shouts and cheers of the audience are a little unclear, and his head is like a mess of paste, but Yuanmu has a strong sense of self-esteem, but he wants to pretend that he is nothing.

Xue Qingshan stepped forward, stepped out in front of the log, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended and roared, and the fierce palm wind carried the debris on the ring flying all over the sky.

"A thousand hands are like palms! Ha! ”

The log shouted loudly, and used one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple, a thousand hands such as a palm, and dozens of palm prints were conjured from both hands, and it looked as if it really had dozens of arms from a distance.

This "Thousand Hands Like Palm" is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, the advanced palm technique that Praruotang specializes in, but it is missing greatly, and there are only a few moves left, so disciples like Yuanmu are qualified to practice, the legendary Thousand Hands Rulai Palm, a palm can conjure thousands of palm prints, but the palm of the log can only conjure up dozens, and the difference is still far away, but its power is still terrifying.

With a bang, the two of them snorted at the same time, and the ground between the two was violently destroyed by the two of them, and the diamond slabs exploded one by one. The powerful shock wave directly shook the log into the air, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and the palm of the thousand hands were on the top, of course, the eighteen palms of the dragon were superior, but there were still a few palm prints on Xue Qingshan's body, and Xue Qingshan flew up in the air, Xue Qingshan did a few somersaults in the air, and when he was about to land, his right hand slapped the ground, and he jumped up again, and a dive shot at the log.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

When the person is still there, he slaps it with one palm.

As soon as the log stood still, Xue Qingshan made a move, and hurriedly raised his hand to block it, but it was a pity how could he resist the fierceness of the eighteen palms of the descending dragon.

Burst!

Xue Qingshan's move "Flying Dragon in the Sky" directly beat the log to the point of bleeding, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries, the log spurted out a mouthful of blood, couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt down on the stage.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the log, Xue Qingshan was also a little reluctant in his heart, just now in order to be able to win, he used ten layers of skill, but he didn't expect to shoot too hard, but this is the ring, although it has been said that the point will stop, but who can say clearly when he is in the ring, it is normal to hurt people and die, not to mention that now Xue Qingshan himself is not comfortable, his true qi is almost exhausted, and he has also suffered some small internal injuries from the concussion of his internal organs.

On the rostrum.

"Haha, old monk, your disciple didn't fight for you!" Ye Bo smiled happily and was very satisfied with his apprentice's performance.

Shi Xin doesn't like to quarrel with people, just laughs and laughs, and keeps his mouth shut.

"Truly, you can still laugh because of your old name, Huazi, if I had killed myself, look at your smug look, every apprentice of others almost beat your apprentice, what do you have to be proud of?" Huang Biluo said with a smile.

Ye Bo's laughter stopped, and he turned around and glanced at Huang Biluo hatefully: "Hmph, I always call Hanako like to laugh, what about you old monster?" ”

"But it's just luck, I dare to say, your apprentice will definitely not be able to hold ten moves in Xiao Er's hands!" Huang Biluo chuckled, and her words were very wild.

Ye Bo looked at Huang Xiao beside Huang Biluo, snorted, and didn't speak again.

With the end of Xue Qingshan's battle, the top three have been decided, and Xu Meng's Ruyi Langjun will also be produced among these three.

"Today, the war is over, and tomorrow we will fight again!" Hui Ming said.

"The teacher is too slow!"

Hui Ming's speech was interrupted, and when he turned his head, it was Huang Xiao, the young master of the Ghost Sect.

"What else is going on with Huang Gongzi?" Hui Ming frowned.

Huang Xiao straightened his chest, "Why do you have to wait until tomorrow, it's still early today, and it's over together!" "Huang Xiao originally wanted to fight immediately.

"This!" Huiming was a little embarrassed, "Huang Gongzi, the three of them have spent a lot of money today, so let's recover and fight again tomorrow!" ”

"The competition can not consume internal strength, and even if it consumes internal strength, everyone is consuming, so there is nothing unfair about it, if you lose, you can only blame yourself for your low strength! Do you say, Brother Chen? Huang Xiao looked at Chen Jinyuan with a smile.

(To be continued)