On one side of the martial arts arena sat two old men, one of whom was about seventy years old, with gray hair, wrinkled faces, and serious expressions. The other person looked like he was in his sixties, with a slightly dark complexion, a small hat, a coat, and an amiable smile, like an old man who had no quarrel with the world and saw everything. It is Wang Lao, the head of the aura of heaven and earth in central China, and Sima of the iron pen.

Iron Pen Sima held a pen in his hand and a ledger on the table. "I'm Sima Heng, and this is Wang Song, Wang Lao. Just now, Ma Lao, the chief head of our Taoism, has already said it quite clearly. All I want to say is the details of the competition. The so-called martial arts competition is actually to learn from each other and make progress together, so there is no reward for our competition. In addition, the older generation is not allowed to participate. The rules of the competition are that there is no need for competition within each coach, and only one person needs to be selected to take the stage. For example, if the True One Sect chooses one person to come to power, then the other sects can choose someone to compete on the stage, and if the other sect wins, such as Sobuddhism. Then all sects other than Buddhism can invite people to come to power, including Shinuni. There are also some rules, let's go on in the game, anyway, the rules have not changed, and there will be no favoritism. The rules are clear, and now we officially begin. ”

A warrior monk took the lead in jumping onto the martial arts arena. He has a strong physique and a majestic physique. "Buddhism, wisdom precepts, please take care of each other in the cultivation realm!"

A man dressed in white and wearing a lotus-shaped hat jumped onto the stage. "White Lotus Sect, Feng Chi!

Feng Chi shook his head, and the white silk on the top of his head swept towards Zhijie like a long whip. Zhijie stomped his feet, the martial arts arena trembled, his head tilted down, the top of his head was shining with golden light, he arched forward, and hit the white silk, only to hear a ding, and the white silk flew away. Zhijie slapped it with his big hand and took Fengchi's head directly.

Feng Chi hurriedly dodged to the side, and the white lotus hat on his head flew up and smashed into Zhijie. Zhijie shouted, shook the nine heavens, swept with a big hand, and hit the white lotus hat with a click, shattering the white lotus hat.

Feng Chi shook his hand, his clothes turned into a white silk, and flew towards Zhijie. Zhijie didn't dodge, and let Bai Aya wrap him tightly, squeak, Bai Aya tightened, but only saw a slight golden light in Bai Aya, and the golden bell jar that had been opened directly.

Feng Chi bullied forward, and Bang Bang Bang Bang punched dozens of punches in a row, like hitting copper and iron. The monk shouted, and with a sudden effort, the white silk was broken into forty or fifty knots and scattered in all directions. Then Zhijie punched Feng Chi in the chest.

Feng Chi spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the side.

"Buddhism has won! The White Lotus Sect has two more chances to enter. This time, Buddhism has sent one of the two major disciples at the beginning, and the sects still have to work hard!"

"Li Sheng, do you want to go up and fight!?" asked Sun Wu.

"If the master thinks I'm okay, it's okay!" Li Sheng was a little eager to try.

"Then you can go! We're all safe here, and we won't die. Sun Wudao.

Li Sheng jumped onto the stage. "Taoism! Sun Wu's disciple, Li Sheng, come to receive the teaching!"

Zhijie didn't answer, waved his big hand, and patted Li Sheng's shoulder. Li Sheng raised his fist to meet him, and with a bang, both of them were shocked. "What a strong body!"

After saying that, the two of them bang, and in the blink of an eye, they hit hundreds of punches. When he stopped, Li Sheng's fist was already slightly red and swollen, and Zhijie's fist was already bleeding.

"I major in the physical body, since I can't compare to you, I'm defeated!" Zhijie said very simply.

"Brother Tai is humble!" Li Sheng clenched his fists and arched his hands, feeling that Zhijie was a very worthy person.

"Taoism has won! Who else has stepped forward! This little brother has good qualifications, and he has made a lot of progress in the past two years under Sun Wumen. ”

"Zhenyijiao! Yanjun! Come to the stage to receive the teaching!" A big man jumped on the stage, two meters tall, with a big waist and a round waist, his arms thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and a big brown axe in his hand, I don't know what kind of material it was made of. As soon as Yan Xun jumped on the stage, the entire martial arts arena shook.

"Look at the axe!" Yan Jun slashed down with an axe. Li Sheng raised his hands to greet him, and slammed it, although it didn't hurt Li Sheng's hands, but the force was too great, and Li Sheng's two legs that were directly smashed shattered into the boulder of the martial arts arena and submerged into the stone cracks of the martial arts arena.

Yan Xun swept away with an axe, as heavy as a thousand pounds. Li Sheng rose from the ground, jumped into the air, stepped on the big axe, leaned forward, and slapped Yan Xun's head.

Yan Xun waved his big hand, slammed it, and slapped it with Li Sheng's hand. Li Sheng split vertically, Yan Xun slapped horizontally, the force was different, and Yan Xun slapped his hand aside. At this time, Li Sheng's other hand slapped it again, and Yan Xun raised his arm to greet him.

With a click, Yan Xun's arm broke, and Li Sheng's hand went down. Yan Xun didn't care about the pain at all, opened his big mouth, bit Li Sheng's hand, and then tried hard to bite off his upper and lower jaws.

How could Li Sheng give him a chance, a punch hit his mouth, only to see a few teeth fly down, Li Sheng broke free and jumped to the side.

Yan Xun screamed the trombone, and then pounced on Li Sheng again with an axe.

"Okay! Don't admit defeat yet! Yan Xun, why are you excited when you fight, like a barbarian. It's easy to suffer a loss!" Sima Heng criticized very casually.

Yan Xun stopped his body, didn't say a word, turned around and jumped off the martial arts arena.

"White Lotus Sect!Feng Li! Little Brother is invited!" Another person jumped onto the stage, dressed in white and wearing a lotus hat.

"Crownless Lotus Fist!" A lotus leaf appeared at the foot of the wind, and a lotus pod appeared in his hand. The lotus leaf supported him, his body was like a ghost, and he circled around Li Sheng.

As soon as the wind flicked off the handle, a lotus seed flew out of the lotus canopy and went straight to Li Shengmian's door. Li Sheng threw a punch and hit the lotus seed, which was abnormally hard, and although it was repulsed, it was not damaged.

Feng Li held the lotus canopy in his hand, and with a quick point, eleven lotus seeds flew out, rushing left and right around Li Sheng, each of which could break through the steel plate and smash the boulder.

Li Sheng's hand was like lightning, and he punched the lotus seed a few more times, but found that it was too hard to break. With a twist of his mind, he grabbed the lotus seed that flew in front of him in the palm of his hand. The lotus seed was like a life, jumping around in his hand, very dishonest, and Li Sheng's hand was a little shaky. He hurriedly brought the lotus seed to his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. It is important to note that his mouth is also strengthened and as hard as his hands.

Bang bang bang, a few more shots, five or six lotus seeds were swallowed by him. Li Sheng's mouth was lively, and the lotus seeds were jumping extremely happily, as if they were beating a drum. But compared to being in the hands, it's much more honest. That said, when you stuff a lotus seed into your mouth, a lotus seed will take advantage of the situation to escape.