Thunder rolling.

This is the sound of the collision of energy and the sound of the drumming of the qi.

In the field, the wind was raging, mixed with countless flying sand and rocks.

The fierce wind cut small openings on everyone's faces.

But at this time, no one cared about this.

Everyone, staring straight ahead, waited for the results.

Who wins and who loses?

"It's definitely the end of the master's victory!" The Shaolin monks swore an oath.

However, Master Lifan's face was very solemn, and it was not as simple as the disciple thought. Taking 10,000 steps back, even if the senior brother wins, Shaolin offends the West Factory, I'm afraid it will be eventful.

At this time, Liao Fan was already thinking about how to deal with the retaliation of the West Factory next. Again, he doesn't think the end will be lost.

Everyone present, all major sects, there are those who do not accept the suppression of Shaolin, and there are also those who do not like Shaolin. However, no matter who it was, they didn't think that Ye Jun could win.

After all, Master Closure is a strong man who has been famous in martial arts for a long time, and is known as the first person in martial arts. Although, part of it is because of the high seniority, but under the fame, there is no vanity.

Although he had just seen with his own eyes that Ye Jun had repelled Master Fan with one move, few people had confidence in Ye Jun. It's really Ye Junguo who is too young. Kung fu has to rely on water grinding work, and it takes time to sharpen it little by little.

Young and vigorous, destined to not have a deep heritage.

At this time, the wind in the field slowly dissipated, the debris floating in mid-air sank, and the picture became clear again.

It's all settled!

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and a trace of pity flashed in their eyes.

It's a pity that this time the West Factory did not pull Shaolin off the horse, I am afraid that after this experience, Shaolin will be more prestigious, and in the future, the life of each sect will be even more difficult.

At this time, no one watched the outcome of the game.

No one thought that Ye Jun would be able to survive the full blow of the end master.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded in my ears.

It was the voice of the Night Rain Master.

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly, the sound of gasping and cooling air around them continued to twitch.

I saw that Ye Jun, who was standing in the center of the field, not only did not die, but also fell down injured, and even did not change half a point from when he appeared.

Behind him, his expression was calm as usual, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, flowing with a deep light, and his hair was full of hair dancing against the wind, flamboyant and confident.

To say, what is the difference between him and before. That was Ye Jun at this time, covered in golden light, like a statue of a god made of gold.

There is no trace of breath leaking from the body, but it is like a god, immovable like a mountain, giving people a feeling that cannot be shaken.

At this time, a thought came to everyone's minds:

It is easy to shake the mountain, but it is difficult to shake the leaves!

"Dacheng Golden Bell Jar!"

Master Lifan's face was even more frightened, as if he had seen something extremely incredible, and his whole body trembled.

The golden bell jar, which everyone is no stranger to, is one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts.

However, even in Shaolin, there are very few people who practice this exercise.

The golden bell jar starts from the outside, from the outside to the inside, the entry is simple, it is extremely difficult to enter the room, and it is even more difficult to go to the blue sky if you want to achieve great success.

Since ancient times, only the Shaolin Dharma Patriarch has cultivated the Yijin Sutra to the realm of Dacheng, which is perfect and integrated inside and outside.

In addition, in the past thousand years, no one in Shaolin has been able to cultivate the golden bell jar to the minister, not even the one who entered the house. After all, with this time and energy, to cultivate other exercises, the achievement is definitely higher.

Even, even the Shaolin monks themselves don't believe that the golden bell jar can be completed. I think that when the Bodhidharma patriarch said it, it was mostly a false rumor, and the descendants pasted the patriarch, which was far-fetched.

Therefore, for a long time, instead of monks cultivating the golden bell jar, on the contrary, the kung fu of the golden bell jar is often given to lay disciples, resulting in now, the golden bell jar is the same as the iron cloth shirt, and it has almost become a big road commodity in the rivers and lakes.

But now, there are people who can really train the golden bell jar to the realm of great success.

Moreover, this person is not from their Shaolin.

It's ridiculous.

It was like a resounding slap in the face, making them red in the face and hot in the face.

Even if he was a master who had practiced Buddhism for many years, Mount Tai had already collapsed in front of him without changing his color, but at this time, his face was miserable, and his expression was full of shock and doubt.

Shocked, it was shocked that Ye Jun's cultivation was profound. Suspicion is to suspect that he has seen it wrong, or that the golden light on Ye Jun's body is another exercise, such as the legendary - King Kong is not bad.

"Master, your skills are the most profound I have ever seen, even Cao Zhengchun can't compare to you."

Ye Jun's expression was indifferent, he waved his hand and flicked his chest, and sighed lightly: "I thought you could break my golden bell jar, but it's a pity!" ”

Ye Jun shook his head slightly, his expression seemed to have a hint of pity and loss.

Everyone was already shocked to numbness, but when they heard this, seeing Ye Jun's expression of hating his opponent not being strong enough, they still couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, and they had nothing to say.

They naturally could see that Ye Jun was not trying to end it in humiliation, but it was really a pity that the other party's strength was not strong enough.

However, this kind of pity and pity is probably a particularly heavy blow to the opponent.

Sure enough, on the other side, the master of the end was already dark, his chest rose and fell violently, his hair was angry, and the monk's hat on his head flew out, and he was almost smoking.

Everyone sighed with emotion in their hearts, being able to make a generation of high-ranking monks look like this, Ye Jun's mockery skills are definitely no worse than his strength.

This is also Ye Jun has this strength, if it were someone else, he would have been slapped to death just now.

"I've given you a chance, but it's a pity that you're not useful. Then it's time for me to make a move! ”

The audience was silent, looking up at Ye Jun, his eyes were round, and he didn't want to miss any moment when Ye Jun made a move.

Such a strong person, every move, contains the truth of martial arts. As long as they can learn a little bit of fur, it is enough for them to use it for a lifetime.

Ye Jun approached step by step, his speed was not fast, and the golden light on his body gradually converged.

However, on the other side, Master Jie's eyes became more and more solemn.

"Stepping on ......"

When Ye Jun stopped, the two of them were already less than three feet.

Rumble!

Ye Jun moved!

A golden fist smashes out like a cannonball.

Like a long rainbow through the sun, indomitable.

At this moment,

The air exploded suddenly, and the sound was thunderous and rumbling.

Everyone only felt a pain in their ears and a buzzing sound.

Ye Jun's black hair danced wildly against the wind, flying backwards, his clothes hunting, and the young man's excessive face did not hesitate at all, only with an indomitable momentum.

The way of the warrior, unstoppable!

This is the lifelong concept that Ye Jun has implemented since he practiced martial arts. It is precisely this concept that when he is facing the enemy, he has never been timid, his strength is like a bamboo, and his combat power can be improved as well.

The winner has been decided, and it is time to decide life and death!

PS: This chapter is an update to the first helmsman in this book, "Dream Flowing Cold Day lh". I see that there are many brothers who have rewarded 1,200 starting coins and the like, although it is not enough to add more, but I still thank everyone. Because of the word count, I won't list the names one by one.