Chapter 233: Evil Buddha
After the evil Buddha stood in the ring, he bowed slightly to the demon disciple: "Since the donor can't even beat my brother in vain, then he can't beat me, so I let the donor punch three times and take the initiative." 35xsā
The demon disciple's facial muscles twitched: "Brother Bai Jiang, monk, master, stump you... You are...... Evil Buddha!"
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the name is just a code name, and the little monk will have to chant the Buddha later, so the time is limited, so take the initiative. ā
The golden dragon guest in the audience laughed: "Demon disciple, you didn't expect it, not only the crazy demon, the sword immortal is here, even the evil Buddha is here, God bless me Huaxia, haha!"
Liu Tiannan proudly introduced to General Shen: "Eh, I didn't expect this little monk to have a big reputation, I don't know it, I didn't want him to come, but he said that he wanted to win glory for the country, I will come as soon as I want to, by the way, they are all my son's friends, but they are much better than your daughter's senior brother." ā
General Shen's face was as ugly as eating a fly, and he looked at the evil Buddha on the stage and didn't reply.
If the demon disciple encounters the evil Buddha in normal times, he will definitely turn around and run, but now that he is in the ring, the other party will not kill him, so he can only bite the bullet.
The demon disciple rushed forward and punched the evil Buddha fiercely.
The evil Buddha stood still and took a punch from the demon disciple.
Blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, wiped it gently, and stretched out two fingers to the demon disciple: "Donor, you still have two fists." ā
"Ahh
The demon disciple roared angrily and punched the evil Buddha. Flash Dance.
The evil Buddha took a few steps back and stretched out a finger: "There is still a punch." ā
The demon disciple mobilized his true qi and punched the evil Buddha in the chest with all his might.
Click~
The sound of broken ribs rang out, and the evil Buddha was knocked to the ground by a punch from the demon disciple.
The referee hurriedly stepped forward: "Can you continue to fight?"
"You don't need to read it, the little monk will stand up. ā
The Evil Buddha slowly stood up, the Buddha in his hand bloomed with a bloodthirsty red light, raised his head and smiled at the demon disciple.
"The three punches have passed, it's time for me to make a move. One thought of the Buddha, one thought of the devil, one thought of the Buddha, one thought of the demon, the Buddha and the demon are only in one thought. ā
After the last word of the evil Buddha was issued, the whole person erupted with a crazy and violent murderous aura.
"Kill!"
The whole person of the evil Buddha was as fast as lightning, rushing towards the demon disciples, both hands or fists or palms, or claws or fingers, countless kinds of peerless learning, towards the demon disciples.
The demon disciple was able to parry a few moves at first, but then as the attack speed of the evil Buddha became faster and faster.
In the face of the evil Buddha's rain-like attack, the demon disciples were completely beaten with their heads in their hands, let alone fighting back, and they didn't even have a chance to defend.
After hundreds of moves, the demon disciples found an opportunity to avoid the attack of the evil Buddha.
"Phew!"
The demon disciple opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit: "Legend has it that the evil Buddha does not get close, and if he gets close, he will die, and it is true."
"Joke, you can win me without getting close?"
The Evil Buddha played dozens of exercises in a row, and countless fist shadows, finger shadows, and palm shadows condensed together, turning into a blood-red palm, towards the demon disciple seal.
Jin Longke got up from the wheelchair excitedly: "Boxing furnace, this is the legendary evil Buddha's self-created boxing furnace, I have fused several boxing techniques together, it is already more difficult, but he can integrate all the Shaolin seventy-two stunts into one move, I really can't imagine, today I opened my eyes!"
The demon disciple mobilized all his strength, wanting to resist the evil Buddha's palm, but suddenly the demon disciple automatically dispersed, smiling, standing in place without dodging, and using his body to meet the evil Buddha's fist furnace.
The god machine in the audience suddenly shouted: "Little Buddha, hurry up, this demon disciple wants to be killed by you if he doesn't resist, so that you will foul and directly cancel our competition quota." ā
"How do you get the power of the palm that is hit?"
The evil Buddha tried his best to forcibly collect the merits.
Burst~
Because of the forcible harvesting of the gong, which led to the reversal of the true qi, the evil Buddha suffered internal injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood, but even so, it was only half of the power of the weakened fist furnace.
The Evil Buddha wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth and flew in front of the demon disciple to resist the fist furnace he sent.
Rumble~
A loud explosion sounded, and the improvised ring was shattered by the fist furnace.
As the smoke cleared, the demon disciple could be seen lying in a pool of blood, his chest rising and falling slightly, and although he was not dead, he only had one breath left.
The evil Buddha was embarrassed and sat on the ground: "Damn, this demon disciple is really dead, what does he have to do with the American emperor, he even fights for his life, and he wants to fight this competition." ā
The demon disciple in the pool of blood slowly opened his eyes and pointed at the generals on the side of the US imperialists: "What a ruthless heart, when was I controlled by you!"
The U.S. imperialist general hurriedly shouted to the referee: "The soldiers on our side are beaten crazy and talking nonsense, so we lost this time, let's start the next game with a change of ring." ā
Mingyang and Shenji glanced at each other: "The demon disciple is a killer, he helped the American emperor purely for money, but now he would rather take his own life, it seems that this matter will not be so simple." ā
Shenji nodded: "It seems that the U.S. Emperor has recently developed some kind of high-tech that can control people's minds in a short time, otherwise the demon disciples would not be so abnormal." ā
After changing the ring, a strong black man with a height of two meters and a round waist stepped into the ring step by step.
"I'm the fifth. ā
The strong man punched through the ground and shook his head at the evil Buddha.
"You're injured, you can't beat me, I can't control the power of my fists, I'm afraid that you'll be crippled. ā
"Arrogance!"
The evil Buddha straightened his waist with full strength, stood up straight, and grabbed the big man with one claw.
Similarly, the big man swung his fist at the claws of the evil Buddha.
The fist and the claw were opposite, and the evil Buddha took six or seven steps back, and the claws of the fist kept trembling.
"What a strong punch!"
The evil Buddha looked solemnly, and used the fist furnace again, striking towards the big man.
But this time, Dahan, like the previous demon disciples, did not dodge or dodge, and used his body to resist the evil Buddha's fist furnace.
"Damn, I thought I was a master, but I didn't expect to use this kind of yin trick. ā
The evil Buddha scolded angrily, but he issued the right twice in a row, and the true qi in his body was already empty, plus he had forcibly collected the gong before, and he suffered internal injuries, this time he had no ability to forcibly collect the gong at all.
But what no one expected happened, the red palm emitted by the evil Buddha fist furnace hit the big man like a red furnace dotting snow, and quickly dissipated.
"What kind of exercise is this, it can actually dissipate true qi!"
Mingyang's eyes widened, and he said to God in disbelief.
Shenji was also puzzled: "I don't know, but this shouldn't be an exercise, but the power of science and technology." ā
"Technology?"
That's right, this is just my speculation, after all, there are exercises that devour other people's true qi, but I have never heard of exercises that can dissipate true qi. ā
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