Looking at the confidence and fortitude in the eyes of his disciple, Master Bujie smiled slightly and said: "Empty strings, in the second game, you will fight for my Shaolin." ”

The Master of the Martial Arts spoke very slowly, and every word and sentence clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The empty string bowed slightly: "The empty string leads the order." ”

After saying that, Kong Xian turned around, and in front of him, the Shaolin disciples spontaneously retreated to the sides, leaving a flat avenue leading to the square.

Kongxian walked slowly on the road, passing one Shaolin disciple after another, just as he was on the road of life, surpassing one senior brother after another.

Looking at the back of the empty string, the master suddenly felt a ray of sunlight shining through the dark clouds on the other party's body, just like the first time he saw him, when he asked him if he needed to carry him away, he also resolutely turned around and walked forward alone, at that time, there was also such a ray of sunlight through the dark clouds on the five-year-old child.

It's just that now he's grown up.

After seeing the empty string coming to the field, Taijian glanced at him and sneered: "It seems that the previous lesson was not enough, and I came to fight again." ”

Everyone remembers the scene of Taijian's serious injury to the empty string before, and Zabu is no exception.

He shook his head, turned to Master Bujie and said, "You sent such a person with only half a life left to be my opponent, do you look down on Lao Tzu? Hurry up, change to a sound person, otherwise Lao Tzu's fist will be unpleasant." ”

"Amitabha, this benefactor, since I have already played, I represent Shaolin, if you want to change people, just knock me down first. The empty string shouted the Buddha horn to Zabu with his hands folded, and then his legs were tied down and he stepped off the horse, as steady as Mount Tai.

"Tut-tut, it's the first time I've met someone who dares to call me out, since that's the case, I'll fulfill you, a sick opponent like you, Lao Tzu can beat you with one punch and can't call your father!"

As soon as the words fell, Zabu's fist as big as an iron pot had already attacked in front of Kongxian, only to hear a bang, a golden iron wall instantly appeared in front of Kongxian's body, blocking Zabu's punch, but when the fist hit the iron wall, the iron wall also shook violently.

Zabu was stunned, although he didn't use all his strength with this punch just now, he didn't expect to miss the opponent.

Seeing that Zabu did not continue to attack, the iron wall in front of Kongxian also disappeared on its own, but Kongxian's breathing was a little heavier.

Seeing this, the master of the non-ring heart tightened, he already knew the strategy of the empty string.

Kong Xian once said that he would not lose, and Shaolin would not lose.

How not to lose? How not to lose?

As long as you don't fall, you won't lose, and as long as you don't fall, you won't lose.

And with Kongxian's current physical condition, it is impossible to defeat the opponent by attacking, so he only has one way left, resist hard, and resist until the opponent gives up.

Because from Zabu's several actions after he came on the field, Kong Xian has already seen that this person in front of him is invincible, this kind of person can't withstand setbacks, as long as the setbacks he gives him are big enough, he will be crushed by setbacks by himself.

What was the biggest setback for Zab?

That is to let him know that the fist he is most proud of has people who can't be defeated.

This is the strategy of the empty string, and this is the attack of the empty string.

Zabu didn't know this strategy that had been put in place in the empty strings, he was just angry, very angry, because for the first time in his life he felt slighted.

Empty String is the first person he meets who will not hide from his iron fist.

His fists were so hard that even his own master didn't dare to resist them head-on.

So he was so angry that he decided to give the person in front of him a little color.

Originally, he felt that the empty string was injured first, and it was not worth exerting his full strength at all, but now that he was angry, with the bonus of anger, his full strength limit was also greatly improved.

I saw Zabu roar wildly, and instantly punched, and the golden iron wall in front of the empty string also appeared, blocking the attack again.

But this attack is not limited to this, the end of one punch, the second punch is coming, the second punch is over, and the third punch is coming.

Zabu's fists were so fast that even the air around them was ignited by the rapid friction.

In this way, everyone watched as one after another firelight continued to shoot into the golden iron wall in front of the empty string with their fists, making a loud crackling sound.

In the blink of an eye, Zabu had landed hundreds of punches, but the iron wall in front of Kongxian was still standing, and he had taken all the attacks.

At this time, everyone's attention was on Zab's stormy fist, and they didn't notice that the golden light on the surface of the iron wall was much weaker than before.

Seeing that Zabu couldn't break through the iron wall for a while, Taijian jumped up anxiously and shouted loudly: "Zabu, you are stupid, why do you have to fight against other people's walls, you won't go around behind you to fight." ”

Hearing Taijian's words, the Shaolin disciples suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, they also knew that the empty string was injured first, and it was impossible to use an iron wall that could cover the whole body, if Zabu attacked the back with such a powerful fist, he would definitely be smashed to pieces.

But the empty string didn't move, and there was not even a trace of worry on his face.

Because he knew that Zabu would not go around behind him, because the other party was angry, very angry.

Zabu is angry not because he can't knock down the empty strings, but because he can't break the iron wall in front of him.

The fist he is most proud of has something that can't be broken.

It was precisely because he knew this that he blocked his life and gathered all the remaining true qi in his body in front of him, so that he successfully resisted this wave after wave of fierce attacks.

But after all, people have a limit.

Zabu is like a berserker, the more he can't break through the iron wall in front of him, the more powerful his fist becomes, and the brighter the fire in the air.

The golden light on the surface of the iron wall gradually weakened, and the face of the empty string became more and more pale.

Seeing that the golden light was about to disappear, Kong Xian gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and all the last trace of true qi that remained in the depths of his body was released.

The originally crumbling iron wall instantly brightened up a little more.

Seeing that the iron wall, which was still close to being broken, was once again solidified, Zab finally became furious.

He roared angrily, used all his true qi, and raised the speed of his punches to the extreme.

Hearing a boom, the Shaolin disciples saw that Zabu only threw one punch, and finally smashed the iron wall in front of the empty string.

But the Master of the Unprecept clearly saw that just now, Zabu attacked one hundred and twenty-eight punches, and these one hundred and twenty-eight punches hit the iron wall almost at the same time, and the accumulated powerful force successfully shattered the iron wall.

Zab really had the capital to be proud of, and another seemingly impregnable wall fell under his fist, his fist was still invincible, and there was still nothing in the world that his fist could not crush.

As the iron wall shattered, Empty String spewed out a mouthful of blood, which shot right in Zabu's face.

Zabu was still immersed in the joy of conquering another treasure land, but the blood of the empty strings was so hot that he suddenly became angry.

Through his blood-stained eyes, he saw that Kongxian's weak face was filled with an incomparable fortitude, and he was slowly opening his mouth and said, "This donor, our competition is not over yet, and I am still standing here." ”