Whether the power of martial arts is good or bad is actually related to proficiency, thinking that Qiao Feng can kill dozens of people in Juxianzhuang with a single move Taizu Long Fist, he knows that no matter how shallow martial arts he is, he can't be underestimated when he practices to the highest level.

Luohan boxing can be practiced to the extreme, showing the appearance of Arhats, each move has the power of eighteen Arhats, and the end is extremely powerful.

And the Prajna palm can evolve into the Prajna Vajra palm when practiced to the extreme, and each palm has the power of a thousand jun, which is enough to open mountains and split stones.

It's just that the accumulation of these things takes time, Ma Ning'er is not talented, so he can only use time to pile up, Luohan Boxing and Pranya have practiced for five or six years, which is not as good as Hong Xiguan's skills for one or two years.

Under such circumstances, he gave birth to the idea that basic martial arts are basic martial arts, and he will never be able to practice any great names, so he has the idea of stealing learning.

Li Qingzhu was able to fight with Hong Xiguan a few months ago, and now he doesn't take Ma Ning'er, who is inferior to Hong Xiguan, in his eyes.

He didn't even look at Ma Ning'er's fist, and kicked Ma Ning'er in the chest.

Ma Ning'er was shocked when she saw this, and hurriedly withdrew her fist to pull away Li Qingzhu's legs and feet.

But I didn't want to just push Li Qingzhu's legs and feet away and didn't withdraw my hand, I felt a huge liliang coming from the bent leg.

Li Qingzhu retracted his calf with his strength, and then flicked it again with a sharp force, and Ma Ning'er was immediately kicked away again.

Li Qingzhu was unforgiving, pressing step by step, and when Ma Ning'er had not yet stood firm, he hit Ma Ning'er with one leg again. Ma Ning'er hurriedly squatted down, just avoiding Li Qingzhu's kick.

Ma Ning'er was surrounded by a cluster of bamboo piles, and Li Qingzhu kicked them away, and all the bamboo piles with ten bamboos were kicked off by Li Qingzhu.

Everyone knows that bamboo is sharp, even bamboo leaves can hurt people, but Li Qingzhu's right leg has no scar, but the trouser leg was scraped into pieces by the flying bamboo.

Li Qingzhu's level 2 golden bell jar is not used as an ornament, plus he is instilled with internal force to kick this blow in his leg, with internal force to protect his body, he will not be scratched by just bamboo.

Ma Ning'er looked at the destructive power caused by Li Qingzhu in shock, she had long heard of the prestige of Shaolin's bullet legs, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Ma Ning'er picked up a piece of bamboo that was kicked off by Li Qingzhu and stabbed it into Li Qingzhu's chest as a weapon.

Li Qingzhu kicked hard under his feet, and his figure immediately rose by two meters, and then he opened his hands and ran towards Ma Ning'er with the bamboo raised flatly.

His legs flew and kicked Ma Ning'er in the chin repeatedly, kicking him so dizzy that he even had a nosebleed.

"Drink!"

zuihou Li Qingzhu hit Ma Ning'er's left chin with a heavy side kick, and a tooth was burst out by Li Qingzhu.

At the same time, it also caused Ma Ning'er's jaw to dislocate, and she was completely speechless.

The jaw hit so hard that Ma Ning'er's brain couldn't react for a short time, and he lay on the ground unable to move, only a few convulsions to indicate that he was still alive.

Seeing this, Li Qingzhu stepped forward and clicked on his acupoint, then grabbed him and put him on his shoulder, and carried him straight to the Discipline Academy.

The disciples of the Discipline Academy watched in a daze as Li Qingzhu walked in carrying Ma Ning'er, but he didn't react, and he didn't even ask the most basic questions.

Zhili was meditating in the meditation room when he heard a report from the disciple under the seat.

"Master! Senior Brother Qingzhu of Bodhi Academy came with a lay disciple, saying that this person was secretly learning martial arts, and asked the master to deal with it. ”

"Qingzhu?"

Zhili stood up violently, although he was old, but the pair of sword eyebrows still made people look afraid, it is said that only upright people have such a sword eyebrow.

Zhili opened the door of the meditation room, and a disciple at the door saluted him respectfully.

"Take me there."

Li Qingzhu stood upright in the interrogation hall of the Discipline Academy, while Ma Ning'er was lying on the ground in embarrassment, her clothes all over her body were torn by bamboo, and there were many small blood marks on her body. The most miserable thing was his face, which was red and swollen from the beating, and there were blood stains on the outside of his mouth and nose.

When the supreme salute came, this was what he saw.

"Uncle Qiqi, Ma Ning'er, a lay disciple, secretly entered my Bodhi Monastery this morning and secretly learned the compassionate sword technique of my Bodhi Monastery and was caught red-handed by the disciple, please deal with it. In addition, all the brothers and sisters of my Bodhi Institute can testify. ”

Li Qingzhu folded his hands and said respectfully,

After hearing this, Zhili looked at Ma Ning'er and said, "Ma Ning'er! Is what Qingzhu said true? ”

His tone was very tough, but he wasn't sure who was right and who was wrong, so he was pretending to be stern so that the prisoner would feel weak.

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It's just that the whimpering words that came from Ma Ning'er's mouth made Zhili stunned, and he pointed at Ma Ning'er strangely and said to Li Qingzhu: "Senior nephew, why is this?" ”

Seeing this, Li Qingzhu smiled embarrassedly and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, uncle, the disciple was a little heavy when he grabbed him, and he kicked and dislocated his chin." ”

After speaking, he walked to Ma Ning'er and squatted down, stretched out his hand and pressed his chin, and his chin was reset.

has been mixed with Zhiqing for a long time, and Li Qingzhu will order these crafts to some extent.

Ma Ning'er moved her mouth, and when she saw this, she asked again: "Ma Ning'er, is what Qingzhu said true?!" ”

"You are all looking at Li Qingzhu, naturally whatever he says is what he says!" Ma Ning'er was very unconvinced and said to Zhili,

"You! What do you mean by that? Could it be that in your opinion, I am a person who bends the law for personal gain?! ”

Zhili was very angry by Ma Ning'er's words, since he took charge of the Discipline Academy, he has been upright and never bends the law for personal gain, and the disciples who have been sentenced by him are all convinced, which is also the proudest thing for him.

In Li Qingzhu's opinion, this Ma Ning'er is completely mentally retarded, and in this case, he even went to tease and give courtesy, which is really intellectually urgent.

At this moment, a little monk ran in and saluted Zhili and said, "Master, the abbot is here." ”

"Ahh Brother?! Hurry up, please! ”

"No need."

As soon as Zhili's words were finished, Zhishan's voice came in from outside, and everyone looked out of the door, only to see Zhishan and Zhiyong walking in one after the other.

"Master, uncle."

Li Qingzhu respectfully saluted the two, Zhiyong nodded, and Zhishan walked directly in front of Zhili and said: "Amitabha, junior brother, I have heard from Zhiyong's junior brother to explain the matter, what Qingzhu said is true, Ma Ning'er was caught by Qingzhu for stealing into the Bodhi Academy to learn martial arts, this is a fact." ”

"Amitabha, junior brother knows." After listening to Zhili, he saluted back to Zhishan, and then turned back to Ma Ning'er and said solemnly: "Ma Ning'er! You have violated the precepts by stealing martial arts, according to the rules and precepts of this temple, you should be punished with fifty rods and expelled from this door, you can be convinced! ”

Ma Ning'er was speechless, and when he had nothing to say, he said to the precept-holding disciple beside him: "Take him down, scold him with a rod of fifty, and then expel him from the mountain gate." ”

"Yes, Master!"

After the two precept-holding disciples should have been, they put Ma Ning'er out, and after a while, they heard the sound of a rod scolding outside.

"Li Qingzhu!! You can't die well!! I won't let you go!! Yes!! Yes!! ”

Immediately afterwards, I heard Ma Ning'er's heart-rending roar, and after all the monks heard it, they all recited Amitabha Buddha in unison.

Li Qingzhu didn't take it to heart at all, he would become the opponent anyway, you hate it the same in the morning and hate it in the evening, there is no difference.

Soon, after the fifty canes were beaten, Ma Ning'er was more out of breath and less in breath, and in the spirit of compassion, after having people apply gold sore medicine to him, he sent someone to send him down the mountain, and booked a room for him at the inn under the mountain, even if he was expelled from the mountain gate.