Chapter 125: The Third World War
Let me do it: "With your prestige, status and martial arts, how can you be compared with the two heads of Shaolin and Wudang?" Zuo Lengchan snorted and said, "I don't dare to compare with the two heads of Shaolin and Wudang, but I can barely fight with Your Excellency." ”
Let me do laugh and say, "Master Fang Zheng, I asked you for Shaolin Divine Fist, is it worthy?" Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, Lao Kung's kung fu has been abandoned for a long time, and he is not a donor's opponent. But the old man was eager to keep the master, so he had to take a few old bones to take the donor's fists and kicks. ”
Everyone took a few steps back, freeing up the battlefield in the middle. Let me do it: "Master Abbot, please." "Swing your sleeves and clench your fists as a salute. Fang Zheng returned the salute and said, "Donor, please make a move first." Let me do it: "What is under is the authentic kung fu of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and the master is the authentic kung fu of the Shaolin Temple." We are authentic to authentic, this one was supposed to fight. Fang testified: "The old man would rather not fight this one." ”
Let me do it laughed and said, "It's come to this, why bother talking about it." Abbot, take it! A palm slapped towards Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng also greeted him with a palm. Fang Zheng's palm move is ordinary, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shook slightly, and when he landed, one palm changed to two palms, two palms became four palms, and four palms became eight palms. Let me blurt out: "A thousand hands are like palms!" ”
Xiang Yan looked closely, and saw that Master Fang Zheng's palm technique was unpredictable, and each palm was struck, and it had changed into several directions just halfway through. Let me do the palm but simply quality servant, out of the palm and in the palm, it seems mediocre. But no matter how unpredictable Fang Zheng's palm technique is, once the palm power of any one of us is delivered, he will change his tricks accordingly, and he will never be against any of his hands.
After fighting for a while, Ren Xing suddenly pushed out with both palms, and Fang Zheng also waved his palms to greet him. With a "snap" sound, the two of them intersected their palms, and their bodies shook for a while, but Fang Zheng took three steps back. Let me immediately attack a few palms, and my arm was like a long whip, and with a "snap", it was pumped on the waist of Fang Zheng. He shouted, "Fall." ”
Fang Zheng took eight or nine steps back, and each step made a footprint an inch deep on the ground. After eight or nine steps, his body shook from side to side like a tumbler, and each time it seemed like he was going to lie on the ground, but he didn't lie down.
Let me do "huh" and said: "The master is so clever in internal skills, and the 'Yijin Sutra' really lives up to its reputation." Fang Zheng let out a long breath and said: "'Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong' is the best in ancient and modern times, and the old man admires it and loses convincingly. ”
Lin Zhennan took two steps forward and said, "The surname is Zuo, let's try it!" Zuo Lengchan shouted: "Okay, understand Your Excellency's tricks." Soared up and swooped towards Lin Zhennan.
Zuo Lengchan flickered his fists and palms, flickered his fingers and claws, and in a moment, he had already attacked more than ten moves. Lin Zhennan was attacked by him in a round, so he could only dodge with his body and didn't dare to take it hard. Zuo Lengchan attacked twenty or thirty moves, and his speed slowed down.
Lin Zhennan took the opportunity to turn defense into offense, bullying forward, his body was like a ghost, silent, unpredictable, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, dazzling. For a while, the audience was full of Lin Zhennan's shadow, as if there were more than a dozen Lin Zhennan besieging Zuo Lengchan.
Xiang Yan was secretly anxious: "The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable." With Lin Zhennan's speed and the current situation, it can be said that Zuo Lengchan is nine out of ten. Let me defeat Fang Zheng, Lin Zhennan will defeat Zuo Lengchan again, and according to the agreement between the two parties, he and others can go down the mountain. ”
"What are you doing just going down the mountain by yourself? Staying in Shaolin Temple at least will not worry about your life. Based on previous experience, in a few months you should be soaring. How good it would be to stay in Shaolin Temple for a few months and wait quietly for the ascension. But it's different to go down the mountain with Lin Zhennan, Lin Zhennan has always wanted my head. Why don't they go down the mountain and say I won't go down the mountain and stay in the Shaolin Temple as a monk? ”
Lin Zhennan attacked Zuo Lengchan like a storm, but Zuo Lengchan was as steady as Mount Tai, responding to all changes with the same change, and slowly pushed out palm after palm. The sound of "bang bang" was endless, and a white mist rose above both of their heads, and it seemed that they had used all their strength.
Xiang Yan originally thought that Lin Zhennan would be able to deal with Zuo Lengchan soon, but he felt a chill on his neck, and he was extremely depressed, but he didn't expect that the two of them would not be able to tell the winner after fighting for a while. Taking a closer look, Lin Zhennan was attacking Zuo Lengchan on the surface, and his body was as fast as a ghost, but he didn't dare to make real contact with Zuo Lengchan at all, and occasionally tried his best to avoid Zuo Lengchan's sudden palm power. Xiang Yan rekindled hope, and secretly prayed in his heart: "Zuo Lengzen, you have to come on!" ”
Suddenly hearing a "bang" sound, Lin Zhennan flew out like a kite with a broken string, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face was blue, his whole body was trembling, and he kept shivering, and his hair and clothes were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
Let me do it: "Zuo Da Master, is this also the kung fu of the Songshan faction?" Zuo Lengchan slowly retreated, leaned against the pillar, and said, "Yes, this is my own kung fu." ”