Zuo Lengchan felt another way in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm technique was becoming more and more smooth, and he was afraid that if he continued to stalemate like this, the other party might really be able to integrate several different styles of palm techniques.

And there is a trace of the mind to defeat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated with a sword, if he can win him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself will be in full swing, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he fought with great internal strength, and carried the cold ice true qi to his fingertips, and slowly pointed towards the other party.

Song Qingshu felt a pang in his heart, and knew that this was Zuo Lengchan's trick Cold Ice True Qi, but he had the heart to try his true qi of the most rigid and yang, and he didn't dodge, and won with one punch.

The fists and fingers intersected, and the two people who were as fast as lightning just now suddenly settled down. From the perspective of the rest of the people on the top of the Jade Emperor, Zuo Lengchan's face became more and more pale, and a trace of frost was frozen on the stone slab where his feet were standing, but Song Qingshu had a solemn expression, and a faint red light flashed on his face.

"National Teacher, will there be anything wrong with Song Gongzi?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze all the stone slabs into ice, Duolong was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.

How do you know that Gu Mozhi smiled reassuringly: "You can rest assured that the master competes for internal strength, and the victory or defeat is between the first line." This Left Alliance Master has not been able to do the realm of retracting and releasing freely, resulting in the leakage of true qi in his body. On the other hand, Song Gongzi, the internal force is condensed but not hairy, long and heavy, at most a stick of incense, Zuo Lengzen will be defeated. ”

Zuo Lengchan in the field heard Gu Mozhi's comments, and was shocked in his heart, thinking that in order to show off, he often deliberately let Han Bing's true qi leak out, attracting the admiration and admiration of his disciples, but he didn't know that Lu Dao was so unbearable in the eyes of real masters. Embarrassed and angry, I didn't take a breath, and immediately felt that the other party's hot and pressing internal breath was surging.

The people of Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan squirting a mouthful of blood, retreating more than ten feet, his teeth clenched, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic true qi in his body and smiled faintly: "The first game was our victory." He turned around and walked back.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a game, Gu Mozhi suddenly felt that this competition had been nine out of ten, smiled loudly, came out of the crowd, stood in the middle of the field, and looked around at the heroes: "The Qing Dynasty National Teacher, the Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi, has long admired the masters of the Central Plains like clouds, and I have come to ask for advice." ”

Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed color, but for a while they couldn't think of anyone who could beat him, and the Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the highest martial artist, thought that he was only five or five compared to him, and everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a strange soldier, considering that he had already lost one game, the candidate for the second game became a problem.

"Amitabha! I have heard that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, and the old man is not talented, so he has the courage to come and see it. With a Buddha call, Master Fang Zheng slowly walked into the field.

"What a King Kong lion roars!" Gu Mozhi's eyes lit up, and he only felt that purely in terms of internal strength, the other party did not seem to be under him.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Master Xuanbei of our temple was defeated at the hands of Your Excellency in the Dali Body Ring Temple, dare to ask King Ming, I don't know if it is true?" Master Fang Zheng raised his head and stared at Gu Mozhi with burning eyes.

Killing the other party with the other party's famous stunt Wuxiang Robbery Finger is really a proud battle in the life of Gu Mozhi, but considering the political influence, the language is unknown: "That monk has no Xiang Xiang Robbery Finger has not learned home, and it is not uncommon to lose to the poor monk, as for who he died at the hands of later, the poor monk cannot know." ”

Hearing that he didn't obviously deny it, the people in the audience couldn't help but be in an uproar, Fang Zheng's eyes froze, and he slowly spoke: "Lao Wei will use a thousand hands to teach Your Excellency the so-called Shaolin Seventy-two stunts." ”

After speaking, he slapped out a palm lightly, this palm move is ordinary, but the palm to the halfway, suddenly shook slightly, when a palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, eight palms become sixteen palms, and then transformed into thirty-two palms, the palm is unpredictable, each palm strikes, just halfway, has become several directions, the palm is fantastic.

Gu Mozhi admired in his heart, the palm technique is complicated but can make each palm power not disperse, when it is really a thousand hands such as the palm practice to the peak, the mind turned, has raised the hand, the right index finger and middle finger gently clasped, as a flower, gently to the other party three bullets.

Many disciples of low rank on the top of the mountain saw that his three bullets were really ordinary, and they could not compare with the momentum of Master Fang Zheng's thousand-handed palms, and they all cheered.

However, the masters of the various factions saw that what Gu Mozhi made was indeed the authentic flower finger of Shaolin Temple, and in the blink of an eye, the palm prints in front of Fang Zheng suddenly collapsed a small half, and the surrounding sound of inverted colors stopped abruptly.

"The national teacher is good at martial arts! Ha Lu haha!" Duo Long on the side was so relieved that he couldn't help but shout and cheer for him.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly on the side, thinking that Duolong was really an upright and enthusiastic man, honest and cute.

Fang Zheng saw that the palm shadow was scattered, his expression froze, and his palms flicked outward, and the scattered palm shadow was completed, but the momentum of progress inevitably slowed down.

Gu Mozhi took the opportunity to attack, broke his palm with his fingers, and showed off his intentions, Doroye fingers, great wisdom has no definite fingers, goes to trouble fingers, and has no phase robbery fingers...... All kinds of Shaolin stunts emerge in endlessly, and the people in the audience are dazzled, thinking that this monk claims to be proficient in Shaolin 72 stunts, and it really deserves its reputation.

Master Fang Zheng has studied the Yijin Sutra, the internal strength has entered the realm, and the thousand hands are more authentic Buddhism, although the wind is gradually declining, but it can also guard the door without loss. Everyone saw that his palm was exquisite, and they turned the danger into a disaster several times, and they secretly applauded.

After a quick attack, Gu Mozhi had already figured out the details of the other party, and knew that within ten moves, he would be able to distinguish the winner from the loser. Thinking that his stunts just now were dazzling enough, and he was about to make a quick attack to solve the battle, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly jumped out of the battle circle, and said to the other party with a blue face: "Master Yijin Jing is really exquisite, the poor monk admires it, and this competition should be a draw." ”

Everyone in this accident scene did not expect that the master of the scene just now obviously defended more and attacked less, and I am afraid that he would not last long, but he did not expect Gu Mozhi to suddenly speak out and make peace.

Fang Zheng was also confused, and was about to ask, but Gu Mozhi had already turned around and walked off the stage without saying a word, thinking that this battle was related to the survival of the Taishan faction, Fang Zheng sighed secretly, and acquiesced in this situation.

Everyone in Taishan applauded, thinking that the two strongest people on the other side had already competed, and this third game was won by their own side, and the previous battle book also stated that it was first, if it was a draw, it would also be regarded as the Taishan faction winning.

Seeing the carnival-like posture on the other side, Duolong was very puzzled and asked Gu Mozhi: "National teacher, what did you ...... just now?"

Kumachi had a gloomy face, didn't say a word, and didn't pay attention to him.

Song Qingshu thought for a while, and said softly: "Buddhism is seeking to cross the world, martial arts lies in killing, the two are opposite, Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, each kung fu can hurt people, take people's lives, fierce and ruthless, and the great harmony of the heavens, is to each stunt, must have the corresponding compassion Buddhism to resolve, if not, the anger will penetrate deep into the viscera, the deeper and deeper, more powerful than any external poison......

It turned out that this scene was very similar to the martial arts competition of Zuo Lengzen, and then thinking of the ending of Gu Mozhi going crazy in the original book, Song Qingshu guessed a few points.

Listening to his words, Gu Mozhi's eyes first flashed with a fierce color, and then turned into a daze, after all, he is a profound person in Buddhism, and gradually realized.

"It's time for the third game. Yuan Chengzhi slowly walked out of the crowd and looked at the three of them with a smile.

Seeing the iconic golden snake sword on the other party's back, Duolong's face turned pale.