Chapter 143: Buddhism

This Buddha is also quite powerful in the palm of the Buddha, but sometimes too much attention to power will ignore some of the most essential things.

As soon as this move was made, a storm formed by golden light quickly rendered all the scenery in front of Mu Li's eyes in this color. Although the scope of this move is large, it is not completely impossible to dodge, but all of this is also within Zhou Zheng's budget, and in several previous competitions, the palm gesture he struck was cleverly dodged by the strange pace under Mu Li's feet. If Mu Li dodges this move, the Buddha will inevitably reveal a momentary flaw, and at that time, the Rulai Divine Palm and the Splitting Muscle and Bone Splitting Hands under his hand will all vent towards Mu Li's body. Of course, it is also possible that he will force this move, so that the outcome is still unknown.

As a result, Mu Li really chose the latter one, he stood firmly in place and chose to take this type of Buddha to cross sentient beings.

It was not surprising that Mu Li could block this move Zhou Zheng, after all, he had already known it in his heart, but taking it in such a way couldn't help but make his heart feel cold. At the same time as the Buddha Crossing Beings attacked, Mu Li also had his legs arched, his right hand was in the shape of a flower, and his left hand pushed forward, and a move of the Buddha Crossing Beings emitting fire burst out from his fingertips, and the move that Zhou Zheng struggled to make was wiped out in an instant. Although the use of moves is a little rusty, what Mu Li has done is indeed the move of the Buddha to cross sentient beings.

"How could it be...... , when did he learn the Rulai Divine Palm?" Han Ya asked.

"He has never learned any such magic palms, and the old man has never performed this kung fu in front of us, maybe it was just a coincidence, could it be that it was passed on to him in private......" Mu Yanping said this, but he kept beating the drum in his heart, this kid has always liked tricks very much, if he doesn't see the end, it's really hard to draw conclusions.

"Daddy, that trick just now is really the Divine Palm?"

"You can't go wrong. Lian Qingyun nodded very firmly, he had traveled all over the world when he was young, and he had also seen some Shaolin masters perform this prestigious palm technique, so he could say with certainty that Mu Li was using the Rulai Divine Palm. But this is by no means something that can be understood overnight, because most people can't really grasp the most critical points.

"This can't be!" The gap in mentality caused Zhou Zheng to blast out a move without thinking, and the Buddha in the palm of the god moved the mountains and rivers, and the golden robe was turned around and untied by him. In Zhou Zheng's subconscious, he may want to confirm one thing, that is, whether Mu Li can still follow him again. One may be a coincidence, but two consecutive occurrences of the same situation obviously don't make sense.

Zhou Zheng threw his robe in front of him, and a big palm with golden light hit the robe and highlighted the shape of a palm print on it, Mu Li had no robe to put on, so he immediately took off his shirt and threw it out, fortunately he also wore one inside, otherwise the sacrifice would be a bit big. He learned from Zhou Zheng to hit an angry palm, and the two cheongses that had become palm prints collided again, this time it was obviously Mu Li who took the lead, with anger

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The Buddha's handprint successfully broke Zhou Zheng's robe and burned it into rags, and then continued to advance towards Zhou Zheng, and the originally divided ring accelerated its collapse under the pressure of this move, and it was basically almost finished by the time it reached Zhou Zheng's feet.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Zheng in a fit of rage finally took off the sheepskin coat of the honey-bellied sword, and the second type of splitting the muscles and bones of the big splitter came out in response, this move is more urgent and ruthless than hitting Yama in anger, if ordinary people hit this punch, they will inevitably die of heart burst on the spot because they can't bear this huge force, but it's a pity that this trick is used in the wrong place. If the fist hit Mu Li's coat, it was like hitting a sponge, and he couldn't find any point of focus, this gown quickly wrapped around Zhou Zheng's arm like a bandage, and then tied it tightly with his body, after several tosses, he finally forcibly broke away from the dark gown, and the broken and uneven pebbles on the ground almost made him fall to the ground, Zhou Zheng has obviously begun to show some decline, even if he can still hold it physically, but psychologically he must not be able to maintain his composure as beforeใ€‚

Mu Li naturally wouldn't give Zhou Zheng any chance to breathe, a domineering Heavenly Fire Burning Plains followed closely, and a strong fire qi shot out from his palm, and at the moment of approaching, he faced Zhou Zheng's iron fist again, only to see that the fire qi was constantly mixing and solidifying with Zhou Zheng's fists, and finally condensed into a round scorching balloon between his hands.

"Ha!!" Zhou Zheng punched the center of this balloon, and the original giant fireball was divided into nine points in an instant, and then swam towards Mu Li in a serpentine way like a string of Buddha beads. The nine fire beads exploded at a distance of a zhang outside of him before they could touch Mu Li, and the low broken ring was directly blown to ashes this time.

"Stinky boy!"

"Hurry up and get out of the way!" Han Ya hurriedly pulled Mu Yanping aside, and now the place where they were sitting was no longer safe.

Countless splashes of flying sand and rocks shot towards the audience one by one, like a rain of flints. This is tantamount to filling the already extremely hot atmosphere of the audience with another fire, the most ridiculous thing is that the audience is constantly avoiding the rockflow while constantly looking back to the ring, the battle has reached such a time, they naturally want to see the final result.

Qiu Tianze, who was standing in the mountains not far away, was the same, and there was obviously greater curiosity and expectation in his eyes. He was curious about how Mu Li would get out of trouble in such an explosion, and hoped that he could show a stronger side, and only a strong opponent could stimulate his inner interest and enthusiasm.

In the thick smoke and dust, Mu Li was surrounded by nine burning fires in the center, and the raging fire was about to burn to his feet. At this time, if he used the Heavenly Fire Mixed Vitality, Mu Li could absorb these flames into his body without much effort, but he was unwilling to do so. He had promised before that he would never use the Heavenly Fire Mixed Vitality, and under the thick smoke and dust, even if he really wanted to do something small

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will not be noticed, but this is undoubtedly tantamount to betraying his true heart. As soon as he thought of this, he immediately gathered his strength, and then his strength shifted to his legs, and then there was the rainstorm wind that had been improved by Mu Li. The two energies that gathered on his heels prompted Mu Li's legs to drive his body to spin, forming a small suction vortex, and the nine whistling fire balls were also swept up on his feet, and the intense fire tornadoes with flames quickly washed away the ashes and dust in the air.

When all the smoke and dust cleared, a slender figure wrapped in the light of the flames leaped towards the cloudless clear sky. The moment before the explosion, Zhou Zheng jumped up very alertly, and the two of them slapped each other in the air, and they were still punching and kicking each other while falling, Mu Li landed a moment earlier than Zhou Zheng, Zhou Zheng originally wanted to use the advantage of the air to perform the last form in the hand of splitting the muscles and bones, Maitreya descended. But Mu Li took a step ahead of him and hit Yan Luo angrily!

Because the previous worries about Mu Li had not been completely dissipated, Zhou Zheng, who was shocked, only used less than half of the power of this trick to reduce the power of Maitreya, and Mu Li was not merciless at all to gather all the angry beating Yama of the Eighteen Roads together. The result was already conceivable, after a crisp bone cracking sound, Zhou Zheng's incomparably strong body flew out upside down like a kite with only a broken string, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. After he fell to the ground, Mu Li made the last move, which was the one that Zhou Zheng sent out at the beginning. One after another, air bombs with dazzling flames hit Zhou Zheng in all directions, and directly blasted him into the audience not far away. Even if Zhou Zheng's body is too strong, he can't stand up after suffering two such heavy blows in a row, the victory has been decided, and the final victory really belongs to Mu Li.

"It's a thrill, isn't it? โ€

Hong Cailin, who had been worried about Mu Li, finally breathed a sigh of relief, she really sweated deeply at the moment when the explosion sounded, but as she said, everything was in danger.

"Maybe he'll win at the beginning, that's to be expected. Gao Feng simply smiled back, in fact, he never thought that Mu Li would lose in his heart.

"Why...... When did you learn the Nyorai Palm?"

Zhou Zheng's eyes were full of that kind of unwilling resentment, although he might faint at any time, he still held his last breath and asked this sentence, he lost not only his strength in this battle, but also his self-esteem.

"Actually, it's nothing," Mu Li flicked the dust on his sleeve, "Your trick is just a disguise I learned from your technique, how can someone look at such a profound martial arts." It's just that you have been confused by me before, so you couldn't see through it in time. I don't know anything at all, your tricks can actually be imitated by anyone, this Nyorai Divine Palm is a unique study of Buddhism, and you are just blindly pursuing the ultimate in its power. If the heart is not too empty, how can we talk about Buddhism. In the final analysis, this set of Nyorai Divine Palms is only in your hands, and you have not been able to comprehend its true meaning. โ€

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