CHAPTER XXVIII
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Outside the gate of the main hall, Jun Baohuan, who rushed to hear the news, shouted hello, and was happier than if he had won. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Beside him, Tianbao's face was full of disdain: "It's not that you are in the limelight, why are you so beautiful." β
"What do you say, senior brother won, of course I'm happy." Jun Bao looked at Tianbao puzzled, since Yibao became famous among the younger generations in the temple, this guy seems to be getting more and more cold to his senior brother, I really don't understand.
"Hmph." Tianbao snorted coldly, and his palms clenched secretly: "Sooner or later, one day, I will also get ahead and be admired!" β
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Ye Jin smiled slightly, waved his hand at the two junior disciples outside the door, and immediately retreated into the group of monks.
"Yibao, congratulations on the promotion."
"You should congratulate Yibao on being selected into the Dharma Academy, even Miao Bao was defeated, who among the thirty-two people can defeat Yibao?"
"That's right, Yibao, in this Damo Academy election, a place is firmly in your hands!"
A group of warrior monks had smiles on their faces, congratulating Ye Jin with all their mouths, they were all defeated by the thirty-two people on the stage, and thus brushed down, and at this moment, they were naturally happy to see those thirty-two people unlucky.
Ye Jin responded politely to everyone, turned his head to look at Jueming, the other party had an expression of eating, obviously he didn't expect that he could defeat Miao Bao, let alone that he had learned the master's master's master's Peerless Ring Breaking Knife.
At this time, he felt that more than thirty pairs of knife-like eyes were concentrated on his face, Ye Jin looked at it, the thirty-two candidate monks of the Dharma Academy all had gloomy faces, and they also heard the words of the monks, even if they were unconvinced, but after seeing the duel between Ye Jin and Miaobao, they also knew the gap between themselves and the former.
But why! It's all two shoulders and a head, how can someone have such an achievement at the age of fourteen!
These thirty-two warrior monks have all grown up in Shaolin since childhood, and Yibao only entered Shaolin at the age of ten, that is to say, the latter only took four years to catch up with their efforts for more than ten years, and anyone who changes them will be hit hard.
It's good to have a good Master... In all their anger, the sad thirty-two warrior monks could only attribute everything to Ye Jin having a good master, and this kind of spiritual victory method could make them feel better somewhat.
The general election continued under the auspices of Jueming, and Ye Jin took advantage of this opportunity to sit on the ground and recover his state.
In the previous battle, Miao Bao's powerful blows shocked Ye Jin's internal organs, and he was afraid that he would not be able to recover from his heyday in a short time.
But Ye Jin was not too worried, quietly watching the competition between the warrior monks on the field, these thirty-two people were too far behind Miaobao, even if he was injured, he was confident that he would be better than any of them.
Soon, thirty-two people brushed down sixteen people, Jue Ming didn't speak for a long time, suddenly his heart moved, and he said in a deep voice: "There is another person missing, Yibao, you still have no opponent." β
"What does the master want to appoint a senior brother from the Dharma Academy for his disciples? If this is the case, the disciple will have no choice but to withdraw from the general election. Ye Jin sat cross-legged on the ground, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery.
Jueming's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly: "You have been injured, isn't it too unfair for this seat to assign a disciple of the Dharma Academy again?" β
"It's as if you don't have injustice..."The monks were hindered by the obscenity of the senses, so they could only complain in their hearts.
"In this case, this seat will choose one of these sixteen people to be your opponent." Jue Ming pondered for a moment and asked the sixteen warrior monks standing in a row, "Do any of you want to compete with Yibao?" β
Hearing what he said, the sixteen people bowed their heads silently, not daring to make a sound.
Obviously, after seeing Ye Jin's mysterious and fierce sword technique, no one dared to compete with it.
It would be nice if they had real materials, but these sixteen people knew that no one would be stupid enough to fight a battle with no possibility of victory.
Seeing that the sixteen people were silent, wanting to be a turtle with a shrunken head, Jue Mingqi's chest rose and fell, and was about to scold, Ye Jin stepped out and said indifferently: "Uncle Master, since you can't find a candidate, why don't you let the disciples ask the senior brothers one by one for their tricks, so good?" β
Jue Ming was overjoyed when he heard this, and said in his heart: You are arrogant and arrogant, no wonder you are in this seat.
Although this kind of wheel warfare method is shameless, since it was proposed by Ye Jin himself, Jue Ming had to come to the stage with his face, and there was no reason to refuse, so he immediately ordered the sixteen warrior monks to rank and compete with Ye Jin one by one.
But the problem arose again, none of the sixteen people wanted to be the first to play, because that would mean being the first to lose the competition and completely disqualify them from being selected for this year's Damo Academy.
Pushing back and forth, there was no result after a stick of incense, Jueming was on the verge of breaking out, and Ye Jin was a little impatient to wait.
Finally, a tall and strong warrior monk couldn't help it, and stepped out, his face angry: "They don't dare to go up, so let the little monk lead the teacher and his younger brother to make a high move!" β
Ye Jin bluntly said that he was a bloody man, and he could no longer bear this humiliating contempt at this time, and his fist was a tiger claw, and he attacked urgently.
The other party went straight to work, and Ye Jin also didn't want to talk nonsense, so he used the Arhat Long Fist to meet him.
To deal with these sixteen people, he didn't want to use the Ring Breaking Knife, first, he used the Cattle Slaughtering Knife to kill chickens, and the other was that the Ring Breaking Knife was too strong, Ye Jin was afraid that the fight would be uncontrollable and cause serious damage, and at that time, he would definitely find an excuse by Jue Ming and cut off his qualifications to enter the Dharma Academy, and he would be driven down the mountain if he didn't keep it.
Bang! Bang bang!
The Tiger Fist monk soon showed his decline, but in fact, his Tiger Fist attainments were quite profound, and he was considered a leader among his peers.
It's a pity that when he met Ye Jin, he was suppressed by Luohan's long fist, and finally had to pull down his face and admit defeat.
"Senior Brother Qingbao's tiger fist is extraordinary, and the little monk wins skillfully and concedes." Ye Jin clasped his palms together.
"The junior brother's Arhat Changquan attainments are extraordinary, and the little monk admires them." Seeing that the young man was not arrogant, and his words were sincere and modest, Qingbao had a good impression, and then swept the remaining fifteen people behind him, and smiled sarcastically: "A group of people who are as timid as mice. With that, he turned and walked away.
This sentence made fifteen people embarrassed and eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and they didn't care about winning or losing at the moment, in order to save a little face, they rushed to the game.
"Senior Brother Mobao, I have conceded."
"Senior Brother Xiao Bao, I agreed."
"Senior Brother Rubao, I have conceded."
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"Hey... Senior Brother Rubao defeated me with one move, but in the hands of Yibao, he couldn't even hold on to ten moves..."
"Look at the treasure! This guy is usually very arrogant, thinking that he is invincible to his peers, haha, he was defeated in only thirteen moves! β
"Hmph, it's not like there's a good master!"
"Now, don't use this excuse to numb yourself. Think about it carefully, even if you and I have the guidance of Uncle Jueyuan, can we really reach the height of Yibao? β
"Yibao is hard and diligent, and I have seen him practice more than once in the middle of the night."
"It's not enough to work hard, Yibao, this kid, was able to practice Luohan Changquan in a month, this talent is really strong..."
As the defeated people left the scene one after another, some of the monks in the main hall began to speak sourly, and some worshiped Ye Jin more and more.
There is only one person, his face is blue and white for a while, that is Jueming, he can't wait to take action in person at this moment and finish Ye Jin for the sixteen people who are not in the field.
"Forget it, I'm not your opponent, there's no doubt about wasting time, the little monk admits defeat."
Huibao is very smart, and has been shrinking at the end, planning to wait for Ye Jin to finish fighting with the dozen people in front of him, his physical strength should be almost exhausted, and then he will make his own move, and he has a great chance of winning.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jin didn't seem to use much effort to win fifteen people, and he sighed in his heart at the moment, and surrendered before fighting.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Huibao." Ye Jin was actually at the end of the crossbow, and he still gritted his teeth and smiled faintly, then turned around and clasped his palms together: "Uncle Master, can the disciple be considered to have passed the general election now?" β
Silence, deathly silence in the hall, everyone waiting for Jueming to announce the results.
"Ugh..."
Jueming looked at Ye Jin for a long time, and sighed briefly, although he was depressed in his chest, the situation was pressing, even if he wanted to pick a bone in the egg, he couldn't find a suitable excuse, so he had no choice but to announce that Ye Jin had become the first person in the general election of this Damo Academy, and he was the only one.
Because the other sixteen warrior monks were defeated by him, all of them lost their qualifications to be selected for the Dharma Academy...
"Senior brother, junior brother, your luck envy me..."
Jue Ming's heart was complicated, thinking that Jue Yuan had cultivated such a proud protΓ©gΓ©, and he would definitely have a great reputation in Shaolin in the future. On the other hand, under his own door, he is full of wine bags and rice bags, he does not want to make progress all day long, he is lazy to eat, except for using his own name fox and fake tiger power, there is no trace of merit...
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Ye Jin broke through the eighteen Arhat stick formation, defeated the Miao Bao who had been practicing hard for many years in the Dharma Academy, and finally selected sixteen warrior monks, becoming the only selected warrior monk in this Damo Academy's general election.
In just one day, he caused a sensation throughout Shaolin.
Those warrior monks who witnessed the whole process passed on ten, ten to hundred, and they did not hide their admiration for Ye Jin in their words, and they even described the fierce sword technique he displayed as miraculous.
Later, someone who knew the goods said that Ye Jin's set of knife techniques was the ring-breaking knife in the seventy-two stunts, so everyone was even more shocked.
That's a seventy-two stunt! At present, there are only six in the temple, all of which are stored in the abbot, and few people in the temple have practiced except for Jueming Jueyuan.
Now a teenager has actually learned the Ring Breaking Sword Technique, and he has already practiced the fourth style!
Obediently, he's only fourteen! And I only went up the mountain four years ago, and I have studied martial arts for four years, but my achievements are higher than most of the younger generations in the temple, even if some old monks are far inferior to them, they are simply demons!
In fact, Ye Jin's talent is good at best, not amazing, the reason why he can have such an achievement, in addition to day and night hard cultivation, is also inseparable from hard qigong.
In the world of Liwang, Ye Jin was lucky to rely on the novice benefits to directly obtain Liwang's hard qigong, as well as a comparable skill.
Liwang's talent is quite good, he has practiced hard qigong for more than ten years, and has delivered Ye Jin with extremely solid internal qi, and in addition to the essence of hard qigong that the good ghost has studied all his life, Ye Jin has benefited a lot from martial arts, which has also laid a solid foundation for the later practice of Shaolin martial arts.
In this way, with the careful guidance of a master like Jueyuan, Ye Jin can advance by leaps and bounds.
Ye Jin's success includes luck, hard work, master and other elements, all of which are indispensable.
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In the back mountain, next to a huge waterfall, stands a thatched hut.
Ye Jin was sitting cross-legged in front of the grass hut at the moment, behind him, Jueyuan's palms were imprinted on his back, and circles of invisible internal qi were transmitted to him through his palms.
After a while, Jueyuan closed his palms and sighed: "You kid, why do you have to fight so hard?" Did you know that one more person on that day would be enough to break the camel's back? β
Hearing the strong concern in these words, Ye Jin's heart warmed: "Master, the disciple knows his mistake, and he won't dare next time." β
In the general election that day, Ye Jin seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, after learning from Miaobao, he suffered serious internal injuries, and then he didn't get much respite, and he had to fight with sixteen warrior monks one by one.
If it was peaceful, Ye Jin would not have had much effort to defeat the sixteen people, but at that time, he fought two battles with the Arhat stick monk and Miaobao, and the internal qi consumption was huge, plus the injuries in the body, after going back and forth, and then fighting with the sixteen people, so the injuries were added to the injuries.
Even though Ye Jinqiang gritted his teeth and kept his face calm until the end, he fainted as soon as he returned to the meditation room.
Afterwards, he was carried in front of Jueyuan by Junbao Tianbao, who helped Ye Jin deliver internal qi conditioning every day for a month, which stabilized the injury.
Otherwise, if Ye Jin wants to recover on his own, it will take at least a year and a half.
"If Huibao had been more courageous that day, I'm afraid it would have been me who lost..."Ye Jin thought of this in his heart, and he palpitated for a while.
At this time, Jueming gently patted Ye Jin on the shoulder, and his face was embarrassed: "Yibao, your master Bo He... Hey..."
Senior Brother made things difficult for his disciples five times, Jueming was helpless in his heart, but he didn't want to tear his face, so he was a little ashamed to face Ye Jin at this time.
The apprentice was bullied, and the master couldn't stand up for him, so he blamed himself for it.