Let me know my physical condition, if it doesn't improve, every time he inhales more internal force against the enemy, it will be more difficult to suppress the alien true qi in his body.

Not to mention, he may be about to fight against Dongfang Undefeated, and it is difficult for him to maintain his threat to Dongfang's undefeated without using the "Star Absorbing Dafa".

You can't even protect yourself.

Therefore, after learning from Xu Yang that the "Yijin Sutra" had the effect of regulating the true qi in the body, he stood on his side without choice, and was bound to get this magic skill in his hands.

But Xu Yang's delay in appearing also made Ren Xing a little impetuous.

Otherwise, he would never have revealed that flaw in front of Master Fang Zheng.

However, since Fang Zheng has set up a gamble, let me do it first.

It's just that if you agree too easily, I'm afraid that Fang Zheng will be suspicious.

"It's not a reasonable bet. After thinking about it for a while, he raised his voice and said: "The old man is defeated, and he will be imprisoned in your temple for twenty years, and if he wins, he can only watch the "Yijin Sutra" for three days, isn't it unreasonable?"

Fang Zhengyuan didn't want to let our guild agree, but listening to his response at this time, he actually seemed to have some hope?

At the moment, he took a big package and said: "If the sect leader Ren thinks it is inappropriate, you can still talk about it, so it is better for the sect leader to put forward a condition." ”

Ren Wuxing said with a smile: "Since the great monk has made a price all over the sky, the old man will naturally have to repay the money on the spot." In this way, if the old man wins, the old man will take away this "Yijin Jing". When the time comes, I will inevitably study it day by day, and when the old man goes west, the book will be returned to Shaolin by someone, how about it?"

This price must be too powerful, right? Fang Zheng smiled bitterly.

The head of the sect laughed, "Yijin Sutra" was written by the ancestor of Bodhidharma back then, and it was the treasure of the Shaolin faction. Lent to teach for three days, the old man has already violated the rules of the temple, and he will inevitably be punished by the precept hall afterwards. This is absolutely impossible. ”

Fang Zheng rejected the request to let me go, but he was not angry.

After all, this request is indeed a bit excessive, and I didn't intend to succeed in any of my actions.

This is just a foreshadowing of the conditions that followed.

"In this case, since Master Fang Zheng has scruples, the old man will also take a step forward, how about borrowing for a month? ”

As soon as Fang Zheng heard this, there was still room for operation in this condition: "Just a month is too long, and it is difficult for the old man to agree." In this way, how about a ten-day period?"

Ren Xing laughed and said: "The old man lost, and he will stay in Shaolin for twenty years." Ten days? Great monk, can you also say it? Could it be that a dead thing like the "Yijin Sutra" is a hundred times more precious than the old man?"

Fang Zheng is also slanderous, which is indeed a bit unreasonable.

He himself is a cultivator of the "Yi Jin Sutra", and after practicing for decades, it is just a difference from any one walk, and no one can say that he is sure enough to defeat the other party.

In other words, if you are lucky enough to see the Demon Sect's "Star Absorbing Dafa", would you be willing to be imprisoned in the Black Wood Cliff for decades?

Of course not.

Comparing my heart to my heart, my own request is a bit excessive.

However, what does it mean to let me do it?

"How about the fifteenth day?" Fang Zheng said: "Not only the Yijin Sutra, but also the other secrets in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sect leader can also read them at will. ”

Coupled with seventy-two stunts, this condition is very broad, right?

Of course, if I can't understand the Sanskrit on the "Yijin Sutra" within fifteen days, it will naturally not be a problem of Shaolin.

Who told you to read less?

As for the seventy-two stunts, Fang Zheng didn't think that his martial arts were higher than his own martial arts, and he wouldn't give up his high to learn.

What's more, even if you learn it, how many stunts can you learn in fifteen days?

Ren Wuxing didn't want to agree to this condition, anyway, the time had dragged on for an hour and a half, even if Xu Yang didn't have the ability, it was impossible to find it.

What's more, in the Shaolin Temple, there has been no chaos so far, which means that at least Xu Yang has not been discovered.

But just as he wanted to speak, he saw that behind the Shaolin monks, there were two more masked people.

It's just that their light work is very good, and standing behind everyone, no one notices.

And they stood at a very biased angle, quietly hiding in a corner, except for deliberately letting anyone see it, I was afraid that even Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong would not be able to notice.

Let me do it, laughed, laughed.

"Since the great monk has done his best to be benevolent, it will be unkind if the old man does not agree. That's it, we have three people, you have three people, and we have three games to decide the winner. With that, he stretched out his right hand high forward.

Fang Zheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out his right palm, high-fived him three times in the air, and said: "A gentleman's word, a quick horse and a whip." The Sect Master must not break his word!"

Ren Xing smiled and said: "Great monk, don't forget to keep your promise, and the old man will find a day to come to read the book afterwards!"

Although Fang Zheng noticed some changes in Ren Xing's words, he was overjoyed and didn't take it too seriously, so he said, "In the first scene, who will be sent by the teacher?"

Ren Wuxing laughed and said: "Since the old man led them up the mountain, naturally the first one is the old man to fight, I think you will let the Tianmen Dao Elder fight, right?"

Fang Zheng saw that Ren Xing was going to be the first to fight, but he picked a soft persimmon Tianmen to challenge, obviously Tianmen had offended him verbally before, and Ren Xing wanted to take the opportunity to punish him.

He also smiled and said: "Lao Wei also wants to learn the Dafa of Star Absorption of the Sect Master, so this battle will be fought by Lao Ke." ”

He has studied the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, after all, the Demon Sect was the number one enemy of the Central Plains Righteous Path Martial Arts back then. And let me do it was the number one master of the Demon Sect at that time, plus the star-absorbing Dafa was infinitely powerful and notorious, if you didn't study it carefully, wouldn't it be a loss if the two met one day?

By questioning almost all the righteous path masters who had fought with Ren and our bank, Fang Zheng realized that the "Yijin Sutra" was the nemesis of the star-absorbing Dafa.

At this time, when he heard that he was going to fight, Fang Zheng naturally faced the battle.

He felt that as long as he had not made much progress in the past ten years, he was six or seven percent sure that he could defeat him.

This is the opening lottery.

When Ren Wuxing heard that the great monk was going to fight, he asked with a smile: "Who will make the move, can't you designate?"

Fang Zheng said: "Naturally, you can't let the other party choose, if the sect leader thinks it's inappropriate, you can also change someone to fight the old man, as long as it's a hero who comes with the sect leader, the old man can do it." ”

Let me do it: "That's not necessary, the old man just wants to determine the rules, so as not to have any problems." ”

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Naturally, it should be like this, Sect Master Ren invited." ”

Ren Xing didn't dare to be careless, walked to the center of the clearing, put on a starting gesture, and waited for Fang Zheng to make a move.

Fang Zheng was cautious, first took off his monk's robe, revealing a short dress, and then said a few words to the senior disciples behind him and the head of Chongxu Dao, and then ended the competition.

This open space at the entrance of Shaolin Temple occupies a huge area, and everyone retreats for fear of affecting the competition of masters in the field.

This is the duel between the Demon Sect Leader in the past and the first master of the Righteous Path Martial Arts today, and everyone is staring intently at the arena, for fear that if they miss a move and a half, it will be too late to regret it.

Fortunately, the two of them acted freely, but they didn't act quickly.

After Fang Zheng got off the field, he saw that Ren Wuxing stood in an inappropriate posture, his hands were half-hanging, casually with rigor, and he could always deal with attacks from all sides, so he secretly praised it in his heart.

Although this posture seems casual, it is definitely a manifestation of the martial arts experience of any of us for many years.

It seems that the whole body is flawed, but if Fang Zheng also thinks so, if he attacks directly, he will inevitably be controlled by his counterattack.

Therefore, Fang Zheng was not in a hurry to attack, but just circled and kept going around in circles, trying to find a real flaw and attack again.

At this time, it was past noon, and the autumn wind gradually rose, blowing through the center of the field, and everyone felt a little cool.

Fortunately, those who can stand here are all rare masters on the rivers and lakes, and they don't care about the cold wind.

And the north wind blew, and the yellow leaves on a few Bodhi trees on the side were also driven, and a few fell from time to time.

Eventually, a few leaves were carried by the wind, and one of them coincidentally swept across the cheeks of Ren Xing.

Out of instinct, I blinked my eyes.

The perfect defensive stance was broken in an instant.

At this moment, Fang Zheng made a move.

He shouted, "Sect Master, please take over." Then he slapped his palm lightly.

This palm move seems ordinary, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shook slightly, and one palm became two palms, two palms became four palms, and four palms became eight palms.

It is as if with every shake, the palm shadow doubles.

Ren Wuxing had just opened his eyes at this time, and when he saw such a situation, he couldn't help but blurt out: "A thousand hands are like palms!"

He knew that in just a few moments, Master Fang Zheng would change from eight palms to sixteen palms, and then to thirty-two palms, and then it would be difficult to resist.

Immediately, I also slapped out a palm of "Huh" and attacked Master Fang Zheng's right shoulder.

Fang Zheng raised his left palm and pierced out from the bottom of his right palm, still shaking slightly, and the palm shadow of one to two and two to four was flying.

Seeing this, Ren Wuxing jumped up and struck back with two palms.

As soon as the two of them fought, they each took a few steps back and pounced again.

Everyone but see that the palm of the master can be called unpredictable, each palm strikes, just halfway through, has been transformed into several directions, the palm is so exquisite and fantastic, it is simply unseen in life.

However, the palm technique of letting me do it is very simple and unpretentious, and it seems to be a little suffocated and stiff between punches and palms.

But no matter how unpredictable the palm of the evidence is, when the palm power of our bank is pushed, the evidence will inevitably change its tricks.

It seems that the two can be called equal, and they meet opponents.

These two top masters of good and evil are dizzying and fascinated by just a few moves, and they sigh to themselves.

Even a master like Xiang Wentian, seeing the current situation, admires the master of Fang Zheng very much.

"This old monk looks ordinary, but he can fight so evenly with the sect leader. It can be seen that if we go up again, a few tricks will be embarrassing. To deal with such exquisite moves, it seems that it can only be started by internal force, and only by competing with him can there be a chance of victory. ”

However, thinking of Master Fang Zheng's pure "Yijin Sutra" internal force, Xiang Wentian also smiled bitterly.

Obviously, it can't be beaten.

At the same time, he is also worried about the opponent he is about to face.

If he made a move, it would definitely be a charge to the Wudang, and Xiang Wentian couldn't help but think carefully about how to deal with it.

The other onlookers all confirmed the duel between the two masters with their own martial arts, and they were all secretly admiring in their hearts under the dazzle.

After the two fought dozens of moves, he gradually exerted his strength, and he knew that if he continued to stalemate, he would prove that such a subtle move would not be less, but his internal strength was only afraid that there would be problems.

Always, the shadow of the internal force always affects me to do anything, not afraid of it, only afraid that it will not attack.

Fang Zheng saw that he had increased his efforts, and his moves became more conservative.

He also knew that there seemed to be some problems with his internal strength, but now it seems that after dozens of moves, his internal strength is strong and spicy, and there is no tendency to weaken, but gradually strengthen.

Did you make a mistake in your judgment?