Chapter 54: Breaking the Barrier
Juekong was expelled from the mountain gate, which caused a lot of waves in Shaolin, but fortunately, the high-level officials in the temple strictly ordered that they were not allowed to discuss this matter, and the aftermath slowly subsided.
There is no nail in the mountain, and I don't know the cold and heat. Unknowingly, Wan Yankang has been in Shaolin for nearly three years. Under the feeding of Shaolin's big steamed buns and the birds and animals in the back mountains, he has grown to be as tall and short as an adult, and his body is extremely well-proportioned.
If you take off your monk's robe and grow your hair, the carefree little uncle will be like a beautiful son.
Wan Yan Kang has completed the cultivation of the third volume of Jiuyang Divine Skill, and began to practice the fourth volume, and only three of the twelve canons in the body can form a small Zhou Tian cycle.
It is necessary to know that this internal strength cultivation, the more difficult it is to break through in the future, if people know that Yan Kang has such internal strength cultivation at his age, it is impossible to say that he must be dissected.
In addition to the Jiuyang Divine Skill, Wanyan Kang's Vajra is not bad Divine Skill is also practiced diligently, this Divine Skill requires water grinding kung fu the most, and it must be beaten and painful every day. If you are lazy, afraid of pain and afraid of suffering, it is useless to put this miracle in front of you. But Wanyan Kang is delicate and expensive, and he has been practicing diligently for three years, and now he has cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng.
After King Kong is not bad, the external force stimulation will have little effect, and more internal force will be needed to polish it, and wait until the day when it comes to fruition.
Although Juekong was expelled from the mountain gate, Wanyan Kang's forgiveness and compassion on that day made all the monks of Huineng praised, and later specially approved him to practice two more stunts.
For Wan Yankang, this is completely unexpected, but there are so many Shaolin stunts, and it is a headache to practice which stunt to practice.
After pondering repeatedly, Wan Yankang selected two stunts: crossing the river with a reed and roaring with a lion.
Crossing the river with a reed is a first-class light exercise method in Shaolin, and in terms of speed, it is better than the Jin Yan Gong of the Quanzhen Sect. After Yan Kang before, he found that Jin Yangong's shortcoming was that his speed was not fast, and now he practiced crossing the river with a reed, which can be described as a reed in sprinting, and relying on Jin Yan in long-distance running, he is an all-round player.
If you encounter someone who can't beat it in the future, just run!
If you meet someone who is evenly matched, you will consume him!
Thinking of the smugness, Wan Yankang laughed for a full quarter of an hour.
Another lion roar skill was originally disgusted to death by Wan Yankang, but after thinking about it repeatedly, he found that this stunt was actually the most suitable for him.
The two great divine skills are in the body, not to mention the internal strength and defense power, if you talk about fist and foot kung fu, Wan Yankang will also have a nine yin white bone claw, the power of this kung fu can almost beat most of Shaolin's stunts. Wan Yankang often practiced this claw technique in private, but when he used it, it was different from the eerie feeling of Mei Chaofeng's use of this skill, and it was all magnificent.
Wan Yankang thought proudly, if the young master and I use this claw method in the future, I will have to take a powerful and domineering name, so that others will not be able to think of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
The singles skills are outstanding, and Wan Yankang realizes that what he lacks most is the group attack skills. Before, Tian Dali and the others should not be able to defeat Juehui, but they used a disruptive battle to attack him in a group to get him, and Wan Yankang thought about how to deal with this situation.
Body?
Hidden weapons?
It's all right, but none seems to be enough. Wan Yankang thought that the Golden Retriever Lion King had destroyed the power of hundreds of people with one roar, and finally resolutely chose this lion roar skill that damaged his image.
A white and tender son, holding a painting fan, was originally personable, and when he was facing the enemy, he suddenly opened his bloody mouth and roared in all directions, this picture is too beautiful to think about.
After Yan Kang obtained these two divine skills, when he went down the mountain and went up the mountain to steal food every day, it was a good time to practice a reed to cross the river. Originally, hunting mainly relied on bows and arrows, but now a roar can stun a group of birds and beasts, which is really a must-have kung fu at home!
As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival arrives, it will be three full years away from the Central Capital in two or three months, and Wan Yankang's longing for the weak couple who are thousands of miles away will continue to pour out from the bottom of his heart, and it will be difficult to contain.
"Don't worry, I'm a lay disciple of Shaolin, if you want to officially go down the mountain and walk, you have to pass a checkpoint, so as not to get home and lose my Shaolin face on the rivers and lakes." Tianwu learned that Yan Kang was going back to Zhongdu, so he said such a thing.
Graduation exams, yes.
At this time, Shaolin has not yet formed a customization of this, generally according to the age of the person who proposed to go down the mountain, select three people of the same age as a block, and several elders as judges, thinking that the person who breaks through the level can pass the test with excellent performance, but it is not necessary to be able to defeat the opponent.
After Yan Kang knew this rule, he cheered: "Okay, good, it's just a little boring to fight with my teachers and nephews recently, this time I'll give the apprentice a bigger formation, let me move my body!" ”
After Tianwu saw that Yan Kang was so supportive, he couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, don't let the wind flash your tongue, among your peers and senior brothers, there are few who can beat you." ”
Wan Yankang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Master, how can this work, how can I let the senior brothers stop me, they can be my father at their age." Let the teachers and nephews of the Juezi generation come, as much as you want! ”
"How much is it true?"
"A gentleman's word, a quick horse!"
"Five days later, at the end of the day, go to the Luohan Hall to break through!"
Five days later, in the Arhat Hall, eighteen warrior monks of the Juezi generation, each holding a monk's stick, set up an eighteen Arhat array to welcome the arrival of the carefree little uncle.
Wan Yankang saw such a formation, and then looked at the incomparably brilliant first adult sitting on the Luohan Hall with a smile, and complained in his heart: Master, master, you should pit the apprentice's kung fu, which is second to none in Shaolin Temple!
When Tianwu saw the arrival of the little apprentice, he shouted: "Someone is coming and starting to break through!" ”
Eighteen warrior monks knocked their sticks to the ground in unison, and shouted in unison: "Please uncle, please break through!" ”
If someone else arrives here, there is no need to compete to break through, and the momentum will be pressed by three points first.
Wanyan Kang calmed down, arched his hand to everyone, and stepped into the formation with his head held high.
This Arhat array, the monks in the temple have learned, eighteen people can form a large array, six people can also form a small array, two or three years ago Wan Yan Kang and Jue Xi a few people composed of a small Arhat array let go, at that time Wan Yan Kang easily broke the formation, then there is a heart to underestimate this.
As soon as he entered the battle this time, only a few rounds later, Wan Yankang found that something was wrong.
The large array composed of these eighteen people is completely different from the small Arhat array, there are figures everywhere, and there are sticks attacking at all times from the front and back, left and right, and Yan Kang is frequently hit after the fight.
Beside Tianwu, there were also a group of monks such as Colorless.
Seeing this for a while, Wan Yankang crackled and ate an unknown number of sticks, and couldn't help but be a little worried, asking if he wanted to let his disciples show mercy.
Tianwu smiled and waved his hand: "Your little junior brother has rough skin and thick meat, and he is the most beaten, so how can you show mercy to your subordinates!" ”
The candidates for the eighteen Arhat Formations, but Tianwu personally selected them, and personally led everyone to practice for several days, and Juezhi and Juehui were also selected into them, and they both knew a lot about the combat effectiveness and defense of the little uncle.
Colorless smiled and stopped.
If Wan Yankang could hear Tianwu's words, he would have tugged at his bald head and asked himself if he was an apprentice he had taught himself. But Uncle Worry-Free is now trapped in the formation, busy dealing with sticks in all directions, and it is just when he is anxious.
Although the body protection skill is small, these sticks still hurt when they hit the body!
Besides, if you take a beating, it will be considered a success, and where will the face of the worry-free little uncle be put in the future!
Gotta fight back!
After Yan Kang let go of the defense, he wanted to assault in a random direction, he thought to himself Anyway, young master, I am not afraid of two more hits, grab a hole and tear it open, and this competition can be taken down.
The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny!
When Wan Yankang pounced to the side, the other party had already prepared, and the person who was attacked took two steps back, and the two sticks next to him roared and attacked, blocking Wan Yankang's way.
After Yan Kang ate two punches, he was blocked, and he lost the opportunity to attack. The Luohan array turned slightly, and Wan Yankang was shrouded in the shadow of the stick again.
Wan Yankang rushed several times, but failed to take down one person, but instead ate a lot of sticks. After eating a few sticks on his face, he didn't feel angry, and thought fiercely: "These bastards, they really don't give any face, then don't blame Uncle Shi for being ruthless!" With that, he covered his head and face, and rushed in one direction regardless of it.
The person who responded to the enemy thought that Wan Yan Kang was repeating his old tricks, but he still dealt with it as he had just now, but he didn't know that Wan Yan Kang kept charging like a rhinoceros. The first to bear the brunt did not dare to stop and get out of the way, Wan Yankang broke the formation and jumped out of the circle.
Wan Yankang jumped out of the circle, turned around and squatted slightly, and took a deep breath.
As soon as Juezhi Juehui saw Yan Kang put on this posture, he couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemum, and hurriedly threw away his stick and plugged his ears with his palm.
Before the other sixteen warrior monks could figure out the situation, they heard a wave of sound coming, and they all felt dizzy as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and they fell to the ground in two or three breaths.
It was Jue Zhi Jue Hui who plugged his ears, after all, the plug was not tight, and he was also a little dizzy.
If this lion's roar skill is fully exerted, these disciples of the Juezi generation on the other side will either die or be disabled. Wan Yankang saw that as soon as someone fell to the ground, he immediately stopped roaring. I saw that Juezhi and Juehui were clever and covered their ears, and they were still standing upright. Wan Yankang glanced at the two of them and was about to roar.
Juezhi Juehui was frightened like this, and he didn't need to roar again after Yan Kang, so he covered his ears and lay on the ground first and pretended to be dead.
In a roar, the canopy was wiped out!