Chapter 11: The World Is Like a Game of Chess (I)

How strong Wang Chao and Shi Yonglong's fists were, everyone present knew that it was an insult to their kung fu to say that opening the stele and cracking the stone.

Shi Yonglong once performed a punch in public abroad to knock over the oncoming van, and Wang Chao was even more on top of it, he who had integrated the meaning of Xingyi Bagua Taijiquan could be said to be a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex, just by watching the imperial court dispatch dozens of top masters in the military and martial arts circles to round him up and Tang Zichen, you can know how powerful he is.

And now the fist strength of the two of them was easily stopped by two fingers, which is really incredible.

A punch slammed into the thumb that suddenly appeared, Wang Chao's half-squatting body was stopped, and he fell back suddenly, and the shoes on his feet were overwhelmed, making a squeaking sound, falling apart, leaking out of the bare feet inside.

Wang Chao seemed to have a spring hole under his feet, and it was visible to the naked eye that a large piece of it was wet, and he sank his feet into it at once, and then, the soil under his feet was also twisted and trampled and rolled outward.

Wang Chao's eyes were closed, and his whole body trembled violently, as if he had been electrocuted.

Shi Yonghu was even more miserable, like a rag bag, spurting blood from his mouth, and his huge body was flattened in an instant, as if he was forcibly squeezed by some external force, directly knocked into the air, turned into a human-shaped straw, was blown by the wind, stirred to the sky, and finally fell into the water of the Han River a hundred meters away, and disappeared.

Only then did everyone see that there were two more figures in the field, and the current one was a black short-haired man, with an expressionless face and a slender body standing there, but it gave people the feeling of a high mountain looking up, like a reckless giant beast in the night, devouring all the light that approached him.

Behind the man was a scholar in ancient Chinese costumes, with a green shirt and white robe, a lupine scarf, a chic and calm look, looking at everyone present with a smile.

No matter what, everyone could not have imagined that such two people would come out of the mysterious cracks, who were the characters, who could hide under everyone's noses and not be discovered.

Before they could speak, someone on the other side made a move.

Tang Zichen was shocked when she saw the two of them, she was conceited and had practiced to the realm of "the way of sincerity, you can know in advance, you can not see or hear, and you can avoid danger", but these two people stood in front of her, as if they were dissolved in the world, they were close at hand, and she couldn't find out, and where the two of them were hiding before, I don't know, it is obvious that the cultivation of a body is much higher than that of herself and Wang Chao.

Is there such a master in the world? What kind of realm is it? Could it be those tantric masters who cultivate the state of mind? But the clothes of these two people have nothing to do with tantra.

Wang Chao punched the opponent's fingers, but he was shocked, and he still can't get up, I don't know what the situation in his body is, it's really terrifying.

Tang Zichen bit his silver teeth, his body shook slightly, and he directly swept over a distance of more than ten meters, came to the man's face, and swept his palms, like a wheat cutting sickle, towards the other party's chest and abdomen.

The practicing monk over there is even more violent, his body walks and moves, his feet grasp the ground, and he can jump at any time, his back muscles are like wings, and he is fluttering with a fan, and he has the shape of flying in the air.

This time, Shaolin followed the army out to arrest Wang Chao who defected to the imperial court and Tang Zichen, the target Tang Zichen, Shaolin thought it was a beautiful difference, but how did he know that after meeting a few times, Shi Yonglong's eyes were gouged out, and Shi Yonghu was shot down in the river, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead. How did this make the Xingyi monk who followed the team go back to Shaolin to explain to the elders?

"Giant Gate, your disciple is in charge of it himself. The man's voice was like a demon king in the night, and he casually glanced at the Xingyi monk who came to him.

I saw that the body of the practicing monk flew in the air, as if he was frozen in an instant, and even the clothes on his body did not move at all. It's like the film in the movie is frozen for two or three seconds, and countless tiny cracks are all over the body.

At this moment, Xingyi was like a clay statue, and the clothes on its body did not escape, and it collapsed into something like fine sand in countless cracks.

The sand of this human body fell from mid-air, finer and finer, less and less, and before it reached the ground, it all disappeared, as if it had never appeared in the world.

The Shaolin generation of warrior monks and monks disappeared from the world in this way.

Tang Zichen saw it clearly, the monk was clearly in his body in an instant, and his whole body's muscles, bones, skin, flesh, internal organs, blood, and clothes all lost moisture in an instant, and then they were shocked into powder at the same time. Moreover, the powder was still being divided, and even if it finally turned into fine sand, it could not withstand the subsequent force, and was forced to crush into smaller things until it was invisible to the naked eye and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Tang Zichen was so shocked that his soul was shaken, the man just glanced at Xingyi, Xingyi couldn't stand it, and his flesh and blood were destroyed, what kind of demon art is this? So weird?

The body here has been bullied within three feet of the man, but the person in front of him has been replaced by the smiling scholar, with a feather fan as a head cover, "Don't be surprised, you and that Wang Chao are both people we like, and they won't harm you, the world is so big, why don't you take a walk around and take a look, but you want to live in a corner and be the frog at the bottom of the well." ”

Tang Zichen was covered by the feather fan, and he couldn't lift his strength, he barely stood in place, and he had no strength to fight, and in a short period of time, he couldn't even speak.

In the distance, someone had already jumped into the river and fished out a human body, but it was the Shi Yonghu who carried it up to the river embankment in a car and quickly disappeared.

Lin Yanan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you? Why are you involved in this matter? This is a state affair, and it is really bold." ”

Shi Yonglong, who was blind over there, asked in a dumb voice, "Chief Lin, has something happened? Why can't I hear the breathing of my two junior brothers? Could it be that they have already been killed by that Wang Chao? Impossible! My two junior disciples are not ordinary people, how can they be no match for one Wang Chao? Could it be that Tang Zichen also made a move? Chief Lin, Shaolin has suffered heavy losses this time, and the military must give us an explanation!"

There was a storm in the field just now, and there were several changes, and Shi Yonglong, who had lost his eyes, couldn't judge the situation in the field at all, he had no eyes, and he didn't know that there were two more people at this moment.

"Confess, what explanation? The little Buddhist disciple does not participate in meditation and practice in the mountains, but enters the world and is chaotic, could it be that you are a devil in a Buddha's robe?" the great man's voice sounded, and he really pointed the finger at Shaolin.

"Who are you? Talking nonsense again, how can you judge the thousand-year-old Shaolin?" The remaining Shaolin monks came back to their senses and supported Shi Yonglong, some whispered to him to explain the situation, and some couldn't help but refute, the majesty of Shaolin is not allowed to be blasphemed.

The man shook his head, "A thousand years are just a moment, and ten thousand years are just a dream." I have been to the Bodhisattva's Qiong Banquet and the Buddha's Puja, and I have been waiting for enlightenment. How can there be a waiting position before the banquet? Shaolin's position? Such an arrogant and rude person might as well kill something with one punch. ”

The man was about to make a move, but was stopped by the scholar, "This is not our dojo, for the sake of the same origin, don't do too much, it is important to do the instructions of the Supreme Lord, you and I are both reincarnated kings, why bother with a few mortals because of the argument of the tongue, wouldn't it be degrading in front of two disciples?"

Here Wang Chao has already opened his eyes, and he knows what is going on in the field, these mysterious two people don't know where they came from, they are obviously here for themselves and Sister Chen, the disciples they said are the two of them, but I don't know why this is so?

"Wang Chao, are you willing to join my sect and be my disciple? Wang Chao's situation naturally couldn't be hidden from the man, and as soon as he opened his eyes here, the man opened his mouth to ask.

Wang Chao knew that there was a huge difference between himself and men, but he was unwilling to be forced by strangers, "I have reached the peak of what I have learned, and then I am in the realm of shattering the void and seeing gods is not bad, what do you teach me?"

"Wang Chao, do you know that there is a technique in technique, a method in technique, and a way in law. What you understand at the moment is only a mere boxing technique, and you can't talk about boxing techniques, and boxing is just a trickle on the way to martial arts, where did you get your confidence to reach the peak?" the man said coldly.

"I don't believe it!"

"Don't believe me, I'll show you what the real boxing is. Splitting the stars and slashing the moon with one palm, moving mountains and rivers with one punch, do you want to learn such a boxing technique?"

Before Wang Chao could answer, the indifferent voice of the man over there rose again, "Beidou Hundred Split Fist~"

I saw the shadow of a male lion fall with the man's voice, soared from his body, flew into the air and instantly turned into the size of a hundred zhang, and headed straight towards the Han River Bridge thousands of meters away.

It's sunset, night falls, and the Han River is lit up on both sides, and countless high-rise buildings decorate the entire riverside beautifully.

Countless voices resounded along the river, and the screams of the Korean language came and went, and everyone who played by the river saw a male lion with the size of a hundred zhang and composed of Qingguang running on the vast Han River, thinking that it was a strange sight.

Between the lion running, the mane was flying, the expression was handsome, and the majestic body was like a heavenly steed descending to earth, which made many believers kneel and worship on the spot.

When the lion Qingying came to the Han River Bridge a thousand meters away, he jumped up in the air and pounced bravely, and his whole body immediately turned into hundreds of large and small groups of brilliance, which hit all parts of the bridge body of the Han River Bridge at the same time.

The Hangang Bridge is the earliest of the 25 bridges on the Han River, and the twin bridge structure connects the north and south, which is the gateway to Seoul, and the continuous arched rainbow decorates the bridge deck, which is a beautiful scenery, and now all this is a thing of the past.

At the same time that the brilliance hit the bridge, the bridge began to break almost simultaneously, and the vehicles driving on the bridge fell into the water, and screams of fear filled the banks of the Han River.

In this background, the man said, "Wang Chao, are you willing to learn this kind of boxing technique?"

Without waiting for Wang Chao to answer, the man turned to Lin Yanan again, "Who is behind you in charge? Let him come to see me." ”

Tang Zichen saw the man's divine power, his mind turned a thousand times in an instant, this was a peerless turning point, his breath was fixed, and he immediately opened his mouth and said, "Lin Yanan, don't you want to talk to me? I also want to see and understand, who is the person who has held my younger brother as a chess piece from the beginning?"

When Wang Chao heard Tang Zichen's words at this moment, his heart sank, even though his martial arts were superb and his guns were difficult to hurt, he was still toyed with between applause, and he had to pay for the number of people if he was sold. The strategists who are high above the temple are really not something that a warrior can deal with. No matter how high the martial arts are, it can't work!

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