Huo Yuanzhen and King Gule gambled, and everyone dispersed one after another, opening a big circle.

This gambling fight is not a competition, there is no need to fight, to put it bluntly, it is more powerful than whom, because the higher the dragon elephant practiced, the greater the power of the palm, and in the case of no need to use internal force, the strength is also very strong.

Of course, with the internal force, with the blessing of the dragon elephant, the power is multiplied.

Huo Yuanzhen had already calculated that the strength of this Gule Dharma King was even above Guan Shanyue, and if he did it, he would not be very sure.

On the contrary, it is ideal to let it fall into its own trap step by step.

Even if this old lama wanted to break his head, he would not have guessed that he had reached the peak of the seventh layer of the dragon elephant prajna skill.

This is the real peak, there is absolutely no water, although this Gule Dharma King said that he has also reached the peak of the seventh layer, but Huo Yuanzhen believes that he is at most on the same level as himself, and there is absolutely no possibility of surpassing himself.

Even if it's not good, he has to be weaker himself.

In order to verify the strength of the two, Huo Yuanzhen prepared a lot of things.

The first to be lifted up were two huge wooden stakes.

Each stake is four feet tall and nearly a man thick.

"Your Holiness, do you have any questions about these two stakes?"

King Gule stepped forward, turned back and forth twice, left and right, and nodded: "The thickness is about the same, the height is about the same, the internal force is not moth-eaten, and there is no hollowness, basically the same." ”

"Then how much force does the Dharma King think is needed to break the stake without using internal force?"

King Gule thought for a moment: "Breaking this stake probably requires at least four or five hundred catties of palm power, and it is impossible to interrupt without the strength of the peak or even the fifth layer of the dragon elephant." ”

"Then please choose one to interrupt, and then see if the poor monk can do the same?"

King Gule glanced at Huo Yuanzhen, and thought to himself, if you still pretend, you continue to pretend, I will see how long you can pretend.

He turned back to his disciple Mahasattva and said, "Disciple, you go and choose any one first, and interrupt it to show this abbot." ”

Mahasa nodded in agreement, came to the two stakes, and did not choose, but slapped the one closer to him.

"Hey!"

With a shout, the stake broke in response!

Everyone can see that the other party is free to make a move, and there is no luck at all to use internal force.

King Gule laughed: "Abbot, my apprentice is ugly, it's your turn, if you can't interrupt, it's not too late to admit defeat, but if you admit defeat, you have to be at the disposal of this seat!"

"That really disappointed His Holiness. ”

Huo Yuanzhen replied, and with a round of hand, he broke the wooden stake next to him, and his movements were relaxed and casual, compared with Mahasa, Huo Yuanzhen undoubtedly broke the wooden stake.

King Gule originally wanted to see Huo Yuanzhen make a fool of himself, but this time he couldn't say a word.

A bad premonition surged in his heart, this abbot behaved very freely from beginning to end, could it be that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and deliberately led himself to fail?

Or is this also an old monster in the innate realm, cultivated to the point of rejuvenation?

But when he came, King Gule had already inquired about the news of Shaolin for a long time, and only by knowing himself and knowing his opponent could he win all battles, and he focused on the study of this little abbot, and he was indeed a young monk.

"That's right!"

King Gule seemed to have suddenly grasped the point, this abbot took such a stake first, even his own apprentice could interrupt, although he seemed to interrupt easily, but this was his strategy, making him lose confidence, otherwise why would he not prove that he had reached the seventh layer?

It must be like this, good intentions, good calculations, if he is not confident at this time, I am afraid it is easy to admit defeat or cancel the gambling contract, then it is exactly what he wants.

Thinking of this, King Gule said: "Little monk, don't get these things to test, I see that there are two grinding discs over there, which are more difficult than breaking the stake, but don't you have to, don't you want to prove that your strength is equal to this seat, then the two of us will break our wrists here, and whoever is higher and who is lower will know!"

"Oh, wrist wrestling?"

Huo Yuan really thinks that this old lama has a way, this is indeed the fairest way, so as not to trick himself in the props.

Break it, it's also the power of the seven-layer dragon elephant, the poor monk is young and strong, and I'm afraid that you can't be an old lama.

The two of them came to a stone table, Shaolin has a lot of stone tables and chairs for people to rest, all of which are Shaolin's internal facilities.

People also gathered around, watching the abbot and the old lama wrestling their wrists, they all felt extremely fresh and exciting, which was even more enjoyable than the competition.

The two men sat down on stone chairs, each on one side.

Huo Yuanzhen rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his right hand.

The old lama was an exhibitionist, and half of his shoulders were outside, so he just stretched out his hand.

Two sturdy arms pressed against the stone table, and two large hands were clenched tightly together.

King Gule said with a smile: "Little monk, I really don't know the height of the sky, this seat has reached the peak of the seventh layer, don't say it's you, it's the late stage of the congenital, and you will definitely lose to this seat if you simply compare your strength, without the power of the dragon elephant above the eighth layer, you will definitely not be able to win me on the wrist, you are humiliating yourself." ”

Huo Yuanzhen also said: "Before breaking his wrists, the poor monk is here to confirm it, what you just said, if my strength is equal to yours, you will judge yourself, if you don't dare to cut yourself, let the poor monk arbitrarily put forward conditions, yes or no?"

"That's right, this seat is still this sentence, if you lose, you can do whatever you want, but if you lose, don't blame this seat for making you Shaolin no one who can stand up today!"

"Come on, then!"

"Come on!"

The two of them roared angrily, and their hands exerted force at the same time!

The muscles of the two arms burst out in an instant, and the blood vessels on them were clearly visible!

The stone table made a "squeak" sound, obviously under the pressure of an incomparably huge gravity, as if it was about to shatter at any moment!

The people around him opened their mouths wide, oh my God! The abbot can really compare his strength with this old lama!

Mahasa was even more dumbfounded, he knew the master's power, it was no exaggeration to say that the power was infinite, the wrist, grabbed the trunk of the tree and pressed it, and the trees were broken, how could this abbot actually compete with the master!

Neither man's hands moved, and neither was able to break the other.

Huo Yuanzhen's eyebrows were tightly locked, his lips were pursed tightly, and he didn't say a word.

And the old lama is a red-faced, the first time he used such a big force, his whole face was like a monkey's buttocks, and he was desperately shaking his head and pressing down, but Huo Yuanzhen's hand seemed to be fixed there, and even if he used all the strength of milk, he couldn't press it at all!

Oh my God, this little monk really has the power of the seventh-layer dragon elephant, at least not under him, how did he practice?

Although shocked, but at the moment, the King of Gule didn't have time to care about how Huo Yuan really practiced, he could only exert his strength and exert his strength again, this is a competition that can only be won and not lost, once he loses, it is his end coming.

Mo Lan stood on another stone table not far away, watching on her tiptoes, now she forgot about conquering Huo Yuanzhen for the time being, and desperately waved her little fist, cheering for Huo Yuanzhen there.

"Abbot, come on, kill this old lama!"

In the tense atmosphere of the scene, Mo Lan's shouting still made many people speechless, including the ancient music was a little loose, thinking that whose unlucky child is this, is this seat so unpopular.

Huo Yuanzhen did not take advantage of the slightest looseness of Gu Le to chase after the victory, but waited for the other party to recover before he spoke: "Master Gu Le, it's time to look at the poor monk now!"

Gu Le immediately sweated on his forehead, it turned out that this kid hadn't shown all his strength yet, and it was broken.

Could it be that he had already reached the eighth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong?

Gu Le is not sure now, this kid has already created a miracle, who knows if this miracle will be bigger.

Huo Yuanzhen had already determined in his heart that this Gule Dharma King, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong was indeed the seventh layer, but it was even worse than the apex, that is, his own level, and his simple ** strength was also worse than his young body.

The master has made a move, a trace of the gap judges life and death, and even more so when the wrist is broken, a little difference in strength will determine the outcome of the battle!

Huo Yuanzhen gradually switched from defense to counterattack, and his wrist strength became more and more powerful, and finally he gradually pressed down King Gule a little.

King Gule bared his teeth there, holding the table with one hand, his face was already bursting with fire, and he refused to admit defeat easily.

But this gap made him powerless, no matter how he struggled and resisted, it was all in vain, and his wrist still fell little by little, little by little.

In the crowd, there was not even a sound of breathing, lest it affect the two people in the competition.

Huo Yuanzhen already had a full grasp in his heart, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he said to the Gule Dharma King in front of him: "Dharma King, you are ready to cut yourself!"

The last power was violently released, and King Gule couldn't hold on any longer, and his wrist was fiercely pressed by Huo Yuanzhen on the stone table.

"Boom!".

The stone table finally failed to withstand the strange power of the two, and shattered in all parts to complete its mission.

In the midst of the flying stone chips, the king of Gule sat on the stone pier, his face as pale as paper.

Lost!

He is the king of Gule, a dignified innate master, and the dragon elephant has reached the seventh layer, and he actually lost to the hairy abbot in front of him by breaking his wrist here.

It's over, it's going to die!

ps: Once reached the second place in the overall recommendation list, why did it come down again? Donors, never give up!

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