Chapter 209: Escape

"Again."

Wu Ji found that he had really made great progress, although he couldn't help the old monk, but every time he was knocked away, not only did it not hurt him, but it benefited a lot, such a good thing could not be found with a lantern, Wu Ji would let it go, and he had to make persistent efforts.

The most obvious weakness is that the control is weakened, and he can no longer run as freely as before, the only way is to keep familiarizing himself, and the old monk is such a master as a sparring partner, Wu Ji naturally makes rapid progress, and naturally he can't ask for it.

And then there is the medicinal effect of the Great Returning Pill, as I said before, it has not been absorbed by him at all, and a large part of it is still hidden in the body, and every palm of the old monk is not so much hurting him, but not helping him refine his body and speed up the absorption of the medicinal effect.

There is such a good opportunity, which can not only make yourself familiar with the increased skills faster, but also give yourself pressure to stimulate your potential, how could Wu Ji let it go, his heart was extremely excited and excited, and he immediately took the initiative to attack.

A martial art that he had never learned or seen flowed clearly in his heart, and this time he did not cast the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, but turned the palm into a knife.

Rumble!

He slashed directly at the old monk is sword, although he did not use a blade, but this knife was not inferior at all, and the light red qi that rose slightly at the blade was exposed, bringing a breath to a crazy explosion.

Originally, seeing that he didn't take down Wu Ji with seven points of strength, the old monk was surprised enough, but he didn't expect Wu Ji to not want to run away, but actually took the initiative to attack himself, and he really hit the lantern in the toilet to find death.

In fact, this is also the root of people's inferiority, people run away, you let others stand still and tie their hands and arrest them, people don't run away, and you feel that people are provoking, and you don't know whether you live or die.

In the face of Wu Ji's sword, the old monk decided to teach this boy a lesson, and he showed no mercy.

Directly slapped out with one palm, a giant five-finger handprint was condensed and formed, shining with golden light, and Zen singing again and again, which was the Shaolin stunt powerful King Kong palm.

At this moment, the patrol monk who had already arrived nearby finally came to the outside of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was a leak, Wu Ji was not worried about this, he was now wholeheartedly fighting with the old monk, although he had been pressed and beaten, but the old monk wanted to take him down directly, and it was not a matter of a short time.

The more the old monk fought, the more frightened he became, he didn't expect that he would shoot with all his might, Wu Ji was still like no one, and he stubbornly survived again and again.

In fact, Wu Ji is not as easy as he seems on the surface, at the beginning, he was indeed high-spirited and faced difficulties, but when the old monk took out real kung fu, his pressure skyrocketed instantly, especially when he performed a powerful Vajra palm that was not inferior to the eighteen palms of the dragon, the slap of this palm also made him unbearable, and the bones of his body also showed signs of tremor, the force could not be transmitted perfectly, and the qi and blood had the urge to collapse!

"It's so strong, it deserves to be the hidden master of Shaolin Temple."

Wu Ji sighed secretly while dealing with the old monk's attack.

"With my current cultivation, although I can't suffer losses from ordinary first-class masters, if I encounter an old monk like this, if I am not careful, I will suffer heavy losses."

While thinking about it, the Jiuyang Divine Skill in the body was running wildly, and the essence, qi and blood, and internal force were all recovering frantically in order to cope with the attack of the old monk.

At this moment, from afar, Wu Ji felt a powerful aura from far and near, and quickly came towards the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

"It's the first-class top master of the Damo Academy." Don't think about it, you also know who is coming, Sandu will not leave the small mountain peak easily, and because of the cultivation of the Vajra Demon Circle, the three of them have always entered and exited together, and the old monk of the small temple is the same, dead house.

"It seems that I should go, an old monk is like this, two people shoot at the same time, and it will be difficult to leave when the time comes." Thinking of this, Wu Ji exerted his spare strength, slashed the rising sun and went upstream, shining brightly, forcing the old monk to retreat, and then launched the retreat technique, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Huh? What about people? The old monk of the Dharma Academy came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with his front and back feet, but he was faced with the white-eyed old monk and a group of patrolling monks who had seen ghosts, and couldn't help but ask with a solemn face.

"Disappear, disappear." A monk stammered.

"Disappear? How did it disappear? The old monk asked with a frown.

"Gone underground?" Another warrior monk replied.

"Impossible." The old monk didn't believe it at all, "In front of everyone's eyes, he went underground and disappeared, do you think it's the legend of the Five Elements Escape Technique?" ”

"The Five Elements Escape Technique is not necessarily a legend." The white-eyed old monk, who was also watching Wu Ji disappear, suppressed the surprise in his heart at this time, and said slowly, "Have you forgotten the senior brother of the small temple?" ”

"Divine Foot?" After listening to the reminder of the white-eyed old monk, the old monk of the Dharma Academy obviously remembered it, but it was still difficult to accept it for a while.

No matter what the two old monks thought, Wu Ji performed the technique of retreating, drilled directly into the Songshan Mountain, found a cave with no one, and began to meditate to heal his injuries.

Although the Jiuyang Divine Skill has been running all along, and the medicinal effect of the Great Returning Pill is also continuing to take effect, in the end, the process is slow, and it is not as good as active operation.

About half an hour later, I only heard a crackling sound on Wu Ji's body, followed by a round breath, obviously the injury had recovered at this moment.

"Good fellow, this battle is worth half a month of my penance." Feeling the improvement of his body and his control of his strength, Wu Ji couldn't help but be a little happy and said, "Sure enough, actual combat is the best way to cultivate." ”

This battle not only gave Wu Ji more experience in fighting against first-class top masters, but also after his polishing, the medicinal power of the Great Returning Pill in Wu Ji's body was also quickly absorbed, and his body improved in all aspects, coupled with his control of strength and body, this time there was nothing but a lot of gains, not to mention that there were piles of mountains of books in the space.

"Alas, it's a pity."

After looking at the seventy-two stunts in the income space, Wu Ji was happy for a while, and some people said with regret, "It would be nice if the old monk found out a little later, but unfortunately he didn't bring them all in." ”

He lamented here that he didn't do his best, but he didn't know that it was because of his actions that not only made the old monk depressed, but also made many stunts lost. After all, to make up for the cheats, at least you have to have someone who can do it, some of the out-of-the-way stunts or difficult ones no one cultivates, and it is naturally difficult to climb to the sky if you want to rewrite them. (To be continued.) )