Chapter 45: Palm
"Xiao Jiu! Xiao Jiu! Bow your head! ”
Ye Jinyan suddenly regretted cultivating the [Shenyang Kun Qianyin], although it is normal for girls at this age to grow faster than boys, but being half a head shorter than a little girl still makes Xiao Daotong a little painful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
At this time, the two of them were huddled in the crowd one after the other, trying to look up.
However, the adults around me don't know how to care for children at all, so make way for the two of them, no way, just squeeze to see it..
"Wow! Little brother! That old bald man is amazing! ”
Su Yuanjiu suddenly screamed.
Ye Jinyan looked at it, only to see the old monk on the stage with his hands folded, a Buddha light blooming from behind, forming a huge swastika on the ground, the faint golden light shining on the top of his head, and a palm was pushed out, and the Taoist in front of him was directly knocked out of the field.
"Huh! I'll go, this old bald donkey is really amazing! Even the senior brother of the Golden Void Vein was beaten away by him! ”
The bald heads suddenly glared angrily.
But the little Taoist boy and the little girl didn't care, and continued to nest in the bald head pile and talk about the bald donkey.
After watching it for a while, I suddenly saw the figure of Senior Brother Luo Feng on the stage, and the little girl was excited.
"Little brother! Little brother! Senior Brother Luo Feng has gone up! ”
Luo Feng was still the same as usual, dressed in a white robe neatly dressed and fastened, with a sword hanging on his left waist, his long hair tied up, and a slight smile on his face.
On the opposite side was a slightly younger monk, with a bare head and a somewhat ordinary appearance, dressed in a yellow robe, stepping on monk shoes, with his hands folded, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he hadn't woken up.
Before the game started, Luo Feng untied the sword first and gently placed it on the ground.
The monk on the opposite side with his eyes closed frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything more and waited quietly.
The adult race is much more formal than the toddler race.
The referee standing between the two was an old eunuch with a square face, who looked like he was forty or fifty years old, holding a small saucer-shaped reading sweeper in his left hand, and with a slight stroke of his right hand, he saw that the reading sweeping instrument emitted a fluctuation and swept towards the two.
In a few moments, a few lines of words appeared on the glass screen of the saucer-shaped scanning instrument.
The old eunuch glanced at the two of them and spoke lightly
"[Pure Yang Palace Jingxu Vein, Luo Feng, Early Stage of Wangzhen Realm]"
"[Shaolin Temple Bodhi Temple, Chengyi, the early stage of Wangzhenjing]"
"It's game on."
The two of them hadn't moved yet, but the little Dao boy below was stunned when he heard it, did Senior Brother Luo Feng finally start to recover?
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The two of them stood quietly, as if they didn't intend to take the lead.
The monk's brows were still furrowed, and he suddenly spoke
"Pick up the sword."
Luo Feng was stunned when he heard this, and his heart suddenly understood.
"It's all the same."
It was estimated that it was impossible for the other party to strike first, Luo Feng began to walk towards the opposite side, his hands empty, and his steps were very casual.
The monk's brows furrowed more and more, as if he was very unhappy.
Probably think that Luo Feng looks down on him, right?
So he didn't show mercy anymore.
The left foot stepped forward, the sleeves vibrate, the yellow robe rose without wind, and the hands were still folded, but it brought a great momentum, so that the people around him could hardly breathe.
The old eunuch looked at it, stepped on it, and formed a true qi domain around it, protecting the people outside the field.
Luo Feng's smile remained the same, and his steps never wavered, walking step by step, foot by foot.
The monk finally made a move, his hands apart, his footsteps were extremely fast, and he approached Luo Feng in just a moment, and slapped out with one palm, bringing up a golden true qi.
Luo Feng didn't show any panic, Qingzhong wrapped his hands with a little blue Zhenyuan, as if there was only a membrane.
But these hands directly pierced through the layers of golden true qi, and slapped away the big hand with golden light, still smiling on his face, and he couldn't see even a trace of sluggishness.
The young monk's face was a little solemn, and he stepped back, chanting something in his mouth, and the golden light behind him continued to grow stronger with the chanting.
One breath
The monk yelled
"[Take the cloud]!"
The whole arm seemed to be surrounded by golden light, and the body rushed out at great speed, and a palm climbed to the top like a collapsing cloud.
This palm seems to be as light as a cloud, but in fact the palm power is extremely heavy, but the monk can hit it with a heavy and light technique, which shows that he has practiced this style to the point of perfection.
It stands to reason that the bystanders are clear, and the people watching from the side often see more clearly than the people who actually face them, but even a person with strong five senses like Xiao Daotong can only sense a faint afterimage, even if it is a sound, it is thrown away.
Luo Feng is still light and light.
The sleeves of the robe are thrown off and lowered into a lunge, with the left hand in front and the right hand behind
Whispering in his mouth
"Ze extinguished wood, it's too big.
The gentleman is not afraid of independence, and he is not bored in the world. ”
"Hold the name, no blame."
The blue-blue true element is contained in the palm of the right palm, gradually rounding and glowing slightly.
The palm of the hand is flipped up and struck out.
A green light flashed, piercing through the golden light at great speed, and before the monk could fall, a palm hit him in the chest
I twist my body and turn a step
Shoot Fly!
The monk's hundred-pound body was stunned by Luo Feng's palm from the sky, smashing out a huge hole, fortunately, there was the old eunuch's true qi under it, otherwise something would have happened.
Xiao Daotong's jaw is about to drop.
', I haven't heard of planning to come up with a pure yang palm technique before, why is Senior Brother Luo Feng playing with empty hands more than Shaolin?! ’
In Sword Three, Chunyang has always used swords as weapons, and all skills other than aura have also developed around swordsmanship, and there has never been such a thing as a palm technique, so it is no wonder that Xiao Daotong was surprised.
Su Yuanjiu jumped up happily, Senior Brother Luo Feng knocked that bald man away with one palm, he was so handsome!
The Shaolin bald heads also looked dignified, this young man did not use the swordsmanship that Chunyang was best at, but defeated his own disciple with a palm technique that he had never seen before, I have to say that this young man is really outstanding.
"Wait.. Luo Feng? Could it be that Luo Feng? ”
"Who?"
"That Luo Feng who is quiet!"
Ye Jinyan listened to it for a long time and didn't hear a reason, but he only looked at the "oh-" that these monks knew and said no more.
The egg hurts, and the hanging person's appetite is not yet given to the answer.
Luo Feng didn't look at the monk in the pit much, turned around and picked up the sword, smiled and walked in front of the bald group, maybe it was a little dazzling, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he greeted: "Sincerely, bring Jiu'er out, your game is about to start!" ”
The senior brother was still smiling, but Ye Jinyan had goosebumps.
'Oops...... was discovered. ’
But you can't hide in it and not go out, that will only make your death worse, so Xiao Daotong can only take Su Yuanjiu's little hand and slowly sway out of the bald group, step by step, the cold sweat almost soaked his back.
However, in the end, there is still a reality to face
When Xiao Daotong cowered and passed by Senior Brother Luo Feng, Senior Brother touched his head with a smile on his face and said kindly
"After I go back, I will carry a thousand pounds of weight and frog jump around the inner city, is there a problem?"
“……”
"If it's okay, let's go to the game first, and remember to go back to dinner."
“… Senior brother, remember to keep two buns for me. ”
While talking with a sad face, he sighed.
'It's over, I won't be able to eat tonight. ’