Chapter 63: The Ten Commandments of Pilgrims
As a master of dueling, Fahe knew that he had an absolute advantage.
In the first round, I was in the mood of teasing, and I was ready to tease the black dragon opposite, but it didn't work.
Except for Cheng Yu's appearance, he was like a sophisticated instrument the rest of the time, staring at himself.
Fa He could clearly feel the change in the rhythm of his breathing, and the other party could react.
That's a bit against the sky.
Since this is the case, it can be crushed by the realm. A stand-in who has just entered the Tao also wants to meet a veteran who has been in the field for a long time? If Heilong wants to get rid of Cheng Yu's identity with death, he doesn't mind fulfilling him.
As soon as the second round of shadows reached the blood point, Fa He suddenly disappeared in place.
The onlookers exclaimed in unison.
Cheng Yu's pupils shrank, he lost the shadow of Fahe, and hit the tortoiseshell incense for the first time.
The daylight in the sky seemed to be a little stronger, and the Zen furnace of the Fa River suddenly appeared from inside. The three Zen furnaces continued to rotate, spewing out several rounds of god-worshipping incense, and the incense bombs seemed to blend into the sunlight and sprinkled towards Cheng Yu.
Fahe also showed his figure, gilded with a layer of gold by the light, like an ancient Buddha sitting on the head of the clouds.
Everyone looked up, as if they were stabbed in the eyes by the bright light, and they couldn't help but cry.
"There is really a glorious atmosphere of taking refuge in my Buddha," Meng Weijun exclaimed.
In contrast, Cheng Yu, who stood in place, was like a small confessor.
The daylight is strong, and the pavement is coming. Cheng Yu simply closed his eyes, and only had time to make up two rounds of tortoiseshell incense. This passivity was completely to blame for himself, and he didn't expect the rhythm of Fahe to change so quickly.
Like a golden laser touching a pale green shield, the two colors of incense are contaminated and consumed by touching each other.
Soon the first and second layers of tortoise shells were penetrated, and Cheng Yu felt like he was in a Buddhist country, and his ears were full of chanting.
The last tortoiseshell incense can only protect the vital point.
Fahe's godly incense hit Cheng Yu's legs, causing him to kneel, like a shackle, unable to move.
Seeing that as long as Guan He made up another round of incense bombs, Cheng Yu would not be spared, and the shadow just crossed the blood spot.
Fahe returned to his place, "Good knowledge! I can even think of using laurel to the corona." ”
Cheng Yu still couldn't stand up.
Fahe instantly became immodest again, "The donor doesn't need to kneel, the poor monk has nothing to give to you." ”
Cheng Yu hit a shot of purple incense before he was able to get out of the shackles.
The buff incense that was supposed to be used to improve strength at critical moments was also revealed in advance.
"The donor has a lot of money. ”
Fahe didn't let go of the attack, also because he believed that Cheng Yu had a lot of strange fragrances, especially the incense that killed little ghosts, such as Changhong Bailian, which made Fahe quite jealous.
Cheng Yu had no emotional fluctuations, and continued to face Fa He with an optimal posture to meet the enemy.
Round 3.
Fahe's salamander incense matched Cheng Yu's Zhenling incense, and Cheng Yu's clothes were burned by the salamander-type smoke running around, looking quite embarrassed.
Fortunately, the robe can be fireproof.
Fa He was hit by a delayed vibrating spirit incense, and it didn't hurt. I didn't think about it, and was about to gather the salamanders and kill Cheng Yu, when suddenly there was a lightning flash all over his body, paralyzing him on the spot.
Cheng Yu escaped once again.
Zhuang Shan took advantage of the gap and walked to Zhuang Mou's tree house with a black face.
Seeing Zhuang Mou sitting there smiling and watching the play with his head held high, his heart couldn't help but be on fire. A slap in the face.
"Makes you laugh!"
Zhuang Mou covered his face, "What's wrong, don't let me laugh, just don't laugh." ”
Zhuang Shan slapped it again, "Don't make you laugh!"
Zhuang Mou stood up angrily under pressure, and saw Zhuang Shan glaring at him, "To laugh or not to laugh, give me a good word!"
"Let you ask!", this slap knocked Zhuang Mou directly to the ground.
"Aren't all incense bombs under control?"
"Gao Luo left just now, keep an eye on her, don't let her come. ”
Zhuang Shan came out of the tree house again with a black face, ready to use explosive bombs in the next round. Although Cheng Yu looked embarrassed, it was hard to guarantee that he had no means to last six rounds.
Fourth round.
After three rounds, the anger of the Fa River also came up.
A group of stray viewers below kept making nonsense.
"Lian Po is old, can you still eat?"
"The exhibition match beat you and me, no blood!"
"The first pilgrim in West Lake, the water is really big, I have never heard of other top pilgrims, duel more than three rounds. ”
When did I fall to the opportunity to let others point fingers?
When has I been beaten in the duel arena until I am incapacitated?
When did I start to be so desperate?
Recite the Ten Commandments of Pilgrims!
The Ten Commandments of Pilgrims, the fifth: When the enemy is wounded, take advantage of the victory to pursue. Otherwise, you will be killed.
The Ten Commandments of Pilgrims, the sixth: the more dangerous it is, the more calmly it is to aim.
The Ten Commandments of Pilgrims, the eighth: the other party must be given the most suitable ammunition.
Fahe has regained its composure, and it's time to let your opponent know what a real pilgrim is!
The shadow pressed the blood spots, and the battle resumed.
Fa He began to move and jump quickly, trying to suppress Cheng Yu with speed.
The Zen furnace accompanies it, such as making the arm fingers.
The essence of dueling is to fight people, not to fight incense.
The Fa River flashed everywhere as if it were teleporting.
Cheng Yu was very hard, and there were more and more injuries on his body, but he still didn't hurt the vital point.
After Zi Shuxiang hit the triple, everything in front of him was like slow motion, except for Fahe's incense bombs.
This gave Cheng Yu a strange illusion.
It's like being with the woman you like the most, the whole time slows down, but the woman's eyes always hit you like lightning.
The tortoiseshell incense ran out.
Zhen Lingxiang could no longer hit the Fa River, and he would rather give up an offensive than Zhen Lingxiang possess him.
As for Zi Shuxiang, Cheng Yu felt that if he gave himself two more blows, he would directly ascend to heaven.
Cheng Yu's mind was thinking of the situation in the boxing arena at this time, when one party raised his hand and buried his head, and was hit by the other party's stormy attack, and his nose and face were swollen.
Hold on a little longer!
Don't get knocked out!
Wait for the referee to ring the bell!
Seeing that the shadow was about to move the bleeding point, Cheng Yu's feet suddenly shook, he stumbled, and the stove was raised.
"It's going to be bad!", the stand-in incense in his arms burned instantly, and the two Cheng Yu jumped back together.
Cheng Yu has always believed that human consciousness lags behind the execution efficiency of the human brain.
So he set some mandatory triggering measures like sequencer spells in advance.
If: Out of balance
So: use a stand-in incense.
This is a command that Cheng Yu added to his brain before the duel without thinking.
Fa He is also a ruthless person, seizing the opportunity, gambling is generally all set on fire by one of Cheng Yu. At the last moment, hit one bullet each in the center of the eyebrows, heart, and lower abdomen, and be sure to ensure 100% of the 50%.
The two Cheng Yu lay motionless on the ground.
The incident happened suddenly, and he had been staring at Cheng Yu's left momentum without reacting. He was wearing exactly the same clothes as Cheng Yu, touched his heart, it was still beating, and Brother Cheng was not dead.
The field has exploded, "Finally pinched this bug to death?"
"Master Fahai deserves to be the first pilgrim, as soon as he exerts his strength, Cheng Yu, who only relies on a few miscellaneous pieces of exotic fragrance, can't stand it"
"I heard that it is a rich second generation, and the Gao family who relied on money to buy off the relationship. This time, I want to buy a reputation with money, Fa He is a high monk, but he is not used to him. ”
"Our Gao family was slapped in the face in person, I don't know what the eldest ladies think. ”
There was a lot of discussion below, Fa He kept staring at the two Cheng Yu, and when he didn't get up for a long time, he motioned Zhuang Shan to come forward to check.
Zhuang Shan saw that Cheng Yu's lower body was blown open, and he was refreshed. I haven't gotten up for so long, and I think I've already returned to the West.
Walking to the two Cheng Yu, Zhuang Shan was about to stab the dummy with his sword.
Cheng Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and a carp stood up and pushed Zhuang Shan away violently, "Disappointed, garbage!"
The abnormal movement under his feet just now, Cheng Yu decided to write down the account first.
Zhuang Shan's face was ugly, and he wanted to split Cheng Yu in half on the spot, but it was not easy to attack, so he could only retreat silently.
Although the stand-in incense is a dummy, it also involves part of his own soul, and Cheng Yu can't get up for a while, and it's not a fake.
The monk is really ruthless!
Cheng Yu gritted his teeth, wiped the blood on his face, and saw that he was covered with scars and black scars, so he simply lowered his head and rushed towards Fahe.
"Come on, come on, I'll still have an empty head on my head in the next round, see if you can give me a few ring scars!"
"Donor is lucky today!" Fa He was full of murderous intentions.
The ten precepts of pilgrims, its ten. When you start killing, you can't stop it.
"Ship your mother! You wait, Lao Tzu's backup is coming, and I will beat you into a sieve! Sieve ~ son!"