A monk is a true monk, and the Tao is not the true way.

The two confronted each other, and the big man who was pulled out by Sun Changning was lying on the ground alone and wailing, and the melon-eating crowd over there was already dumbfounded, and some of them were still in a state of blindfolding.

Their ears were a little ringing from the explosion, and then they looked down stiffly, and saw that the floor tiles had been trampled to dust!

"I'm going to ...... it"

"Ahh.....hh

They couldn't speak, they just widened their eyes, the girl with the milk tea didn't even know that the milk tea in her hand was spilled, and the boyfriend next to her was also stupid and didn't come back to his senses.

The few people who were close were frightened, and when they came back to their senses and looked at the ground again, they were even more shocked.

"That man was thrown out!"

"I've seen it!"

"Damn, this.... This can throw a big man out of the way..."

"His arm looks like it's broken!"

The melon-eating masses have finally returned to their usual state, but now they feel more that they are living in a dream.

Really, it cracked the floor tiles with one foot? It can't be buried in advance, right?

Many people thought so, but looking at the big man who was thrown out dispelled that idea.

And the young monk, the speed at which the stick went out was simply dazzling, but now it was directly stepped under the feet of the young man.

Someone came back to his senses after half a sound, and shouted on the spot: "This is real kung fu!"

There was an uproar in the scene, at this time, there were still people who couldn't accept this kind of change, and the two monks who were still being ridiculed by themselves just now became real masters in the blink of an eye?

Isn't that stupid to say so themselves?

But human memory is "controllable", which is an irony, because all people have a subconscious idea of passing the buck, which is what it is.

Denial of the three links: Who said that? I didn't say it! Farewell!

Compared with the shock of the melon-eating crowd and the wailing of the big man, for the two monks at this time, this suddenly appeared, young Taoist martial artist who did not speak like a word, obviously attracted their hearts more.

Monk Miaoheng's stick was trampled under Sun Changning's feet, his brows were locked, and he slowly mobilized his qi and blood, and his two arms began to exert force, and suddenly there was an angry roar, only to hear a sound of ahhhh

"Up!"

Miao Heng roared, and at this time, Sun Changning's eyes froze, his crotch sank, and his strength suddenly increased!

"Go down!"

The footsteps were violently exerted, and the power of a thousand catties fell, Miao Heng's arm suddenly sank, and then looked at the stick, which had already been lifted up by four inches, but it was actually pressed back again!

The stick smashed into the pit again, Miao Heng exhaled in one breath, looked at Sun Changning, those two arms couldn't be lifted, the stick was clutched in his hand, and he shouted coldly: "I have no intention of hurting you, you don't have to be aggressive!"

Sun Changning stared at him: "There is nowhere to send fire in my heart, one thought becomes a demon and one thought becomes a Buddha, it is better to vent it well and fight with me!"

"You, senior brother, only know forbearance, and have no courage! When the Buddha was angry, he never heard the allusion that the Buddha touched the ground and the demons fell?"

Sun Changning said and turned his gaze to the great monk, at this time, the big monk's face was also solemn, and suddenly his voice was low: "Taoist martial artist, how can you talk about Buddha in vain!"

"Buddha is the Tao, why can't I talk about it?"

Sun Changning sneered, and with a step on it, he suddenly retracted and kicked at the head of the stick, and the huge force raised the dust with it, and the stick directly pulled Miao Heng back four or five steps before stopping, and at this time Miao Heng was already like a great enemy.

"That's a lot of strength!

Miao Heng's hands were trembling slightly, and the huge force made him almost unable to hold this Qi Mei stick, at this time, he took two deep breaths, held the stick, and said to Sun Changning: "I underestimated you, you are not a master...."

He paused, and his expression was extremely solemn: "The power of Ming Jin is so terrifying, even if the master of transforming strength is here, I'm afraid it will be ......"

"You've looked up to me. ”

Sun Changning shook his head: "Huajin has nowhere to hit people, I am too far behind, I must be humble, and those who have practiced to the extreme of Ming Jin have not said so." ”

Beside Miao Heng, the great monk took a step: "Taoist, you said that the Buddha is the Tao, I can see that you are slandering my Buddha?"

"I slandered your Buddha? Tell me, how did I slander your Buddha? You practice Han Buddha, not Mahayana Buddha, you don't know what the key is?"

Sun Changning smiled, the big monk's brows furrowed, and suddenly a trace of anger flashed in it.

"Miao Heng, hold a stick!"

He shouted in a low voice: "This person is a Taoist, he is a red peach, we are a golden lotus, he is not a mortal, we are not an ordinary person, we can fight!"

"Good!"

When Miao Heng heard this, the iron rod in his hand suddenly shook violently, looked at Sun Changning, and said to him: "I will use the two sticks, you are the red peach, and my two monks are the golden lotus, this time I will not take advantage of you, take a weapon for you!"

He took out a Qimei stick from his bag and threw it to Sun Changning, the stick whistled and was directly caught by a hand.

Sun Changning held the Qi Mei stick, gestured, and threw it on the ground: "It's too short." ”

Sun Changning turned his head, and suddenly saw a tung oil bamboo pole held by a fisherman, so he asked, "Brother, can you borrow me this bamboo pole?"

This bamboo pole is carried by a fisherman, not the kind that has been processed, it is an ordinary long bamboo pole brushed with tung oil, this person looked at it, and directly threw the bamboo pole to Sun Changning: "Take it to the big brother, just use it." ”

It's not a big deal for him to see the excitement, and these guys seem to really have the ability, so what's the matter with it, you can still blow the waves when you go back!

Even if this bamboo pole is broken, it has opened the light for martial arts masters!

Emma, this can blow for a year.

Sun Changning thanked him, and then shook it, and the bamboo pole suddenly made a buzzing sound.

It's not as good as a wooden pole, but it's not bad.

Sun Changning turned his head, held the bamboo pole, and said to Monk Miaoheng: "Come, you come." ”

"You just use a bamboo pole?!"

Miao Heng's face was gloomy, his own family paid attention to fairness, and gave him an iron rod not to use to use this tung oil bamboo pole?

What are you kidding, this is a naked contempt for oneself?

"Okay! This is a weapon of your own choice, but I didn't take advantage of you!"

Miao Heng's face became solemn, he thought of Sun Changning's terrifying divine power and monstrous strength before, and knew that he couldn't let his stick be restrained by him, otherwise he would have lost.

The footsteps were on the ground, and over there, the great monk also took a stick and stared at him.

"Two to one, it's not fair!"

Someone coaxed and shouted on the side, but the great monk just replied: "This Taoist's kung fu has reached a very high level, donors, this is a competition that we have because of different concepts, but he is too powerful to beat alone, so two people are the same." ”

"That's fair. ”