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Wei Xiaobao's words greatly surprised the monks of Shaolin Temple, although they respected this uncle and uncle in their hearts, but they didn't think that Wei Xiaobao's martial arts were very strong, and when they heard that Wei Xiaobao actually agreed to fight against each other, worried, the monks looked anxious. The abbot's face also sank, and he whispered to Xiaobao: "Senior Brother Ming, you?"

The abbot wanted to persuade, but Wei Xiaobao shook his head slightly, and said: "Senior brother doesn't need to worry, junior brother, I have my own reason, and this matter is indeed because of me, if I don't make a move, they won't give up, when the time comes, the melee will fight, my Shaolin thousand-year-old temple, blood stained in front of the Buddha, isn't it my sin? ”

"Amitabha, the heart of the Bodhisattva. The abbot suddenly folded his hands and said!

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi Zu is really compassionate!" The monks of Shaolin Temple also praised.

"Hahaha, little monk, if you are willing to appear, it will be great!" Hearing the conversation between Wei Xiaobao and the others, the middle-aged man from the Divine Dragon Sect suddenly burst into laughter.

The fake queen mother just replied to the Shenlong Sect that Wei Xiaobao was a popular person around the emperor, and she relied on her identity to spoil her own good things many times, and did not mention Wei Xiaobao's martial arts.

The people of the Divine Dragon Sect all thought that it would be easy to kill Wei Xiaobao during the competition!

At this time, Wei Xiaobao suddenly looked at the middle-aged man, and suddenly spoke, "The poor monk's martial arts are low, although he plays, he doesn't play until the last game, and this matter is not negotiable, how about it?"

Feng Xifan, Shenlong Sect, and Lama everyone listened, and their faces suddenly sank, if this is the case, once the Shaolin Temple wins two games first, this time the competition himself and others lost directly, which is equivalent to the third game does not need to be compared, hiss, this kid is really treacherous, no wonder he agreed to play.

Feng Xifan and the others couldn't help but look ugly.

"Well, Senior Brother Hui Ming is reasonable, my Shaolin faction, in the first game, the old man will make a move, I don't know friends, which one will end up in the competition?"

Although he said this, his eyes were looking at Feng Xifan, because among the other party, Feng Xifan was the only one who could not be much different from his own martial arts. Feng Xifan obviously knows this, his face is ugly, even if he has no chance of winning, he has to play a competition.

"Brother Feng, slow down, this first game, let you shoot from below, you will play the second game!" At this moment, the middle-aged man of the Divine Dragon Sect suddenly grabbed Feng Xifan and shook his head lightly at him, and then before everyone could react, he jumped out of his body and slammed his palm, slapping the abbot with a big shout.

"Amitabha, the donor's move, but your martial arts are leaked, Your Excellency is a master from Shenlong Island in Liaodong. The abbot's face changed, and he resisted with his palm.

The man smiled coldly, did not open his mouth to respond, and shouted and shouted, and the move was extremely fierce!

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and before everyone could react, Feng Xifan was suddenly pulled by the middle-aged man and replaced, and suddenly felt very faceless, and his face was ugly and he was about to scold.

"This, what does he mean?" The Shaolin monk was also at a loss.

Wei Xiaobao suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked deeply at the center of the field, and the middle-aged man who was directly suppressed by the abbot master glanced at him, and said solemnly: "Hehe, this person from the Divine Dragon Sect is really calculating, but unfortunately, it is just a small trick after all." ”

"Uncle Shi, what is he?" Chengguan stood beside Wei Xiaobao and asked suspiciously.

Many Shaolin monks also looked at Wei Xiaobao, and over there, after Feng Xifan suppressed his anger, he thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had figured out something.

Wei Xiaobao glanced at the old monk Chengguan and explained: "On the opposite side, whether it is this person, or Feng Xifan, or the senior brother of the upper abbot, there is no chance of winning, and among the two, Feng Xifan's martial arts are higher, in addition to the senior brother of the abbot, other monks and Feng Xifan fought in the second game, but the probability of defeat is greater, when the time comes, one win and one loss, when it is the turn of the third game, it is time for me to play, they think that I am vulnerable and will definitely be killed." ”

"Ahh

After listening to Wei Xiaobao's words, how could they not react, this trick of the middle-aged man on Shenlong Island, when the faces of the warrior monks were furious, they glared at Feng Xifan and the others fiercely.

"Hahahaha, what can I do if I know? My master will definitely win the second game, Wei Xiaobao, you can't avoid this third game. Zheng Keshuang laughed suddenly and said hideously.

The Shaolin monks glared angrily, and their expressions revealed their worries about Wei Xiaobao.

"Hehe, Zheng Keshuang, do you really want me to die? Unfortunately, things in the world are often not as you wish. Wei Xiaobao didn't feel nervous, looking at Zheng Keshuang, his eyes were murderous.

"Boy, you will also take advantage of your tongue, and after a while, the old man wins the second game, whether it is the Bayan Lama or the Prince Geldan to make a move, it is enough to take your life. At this time, Feng Xifan turned his head and sneered at Wei Xiaobao, with a sarcastic expression in his expression.

"Then let's wait and see!" Wei Xiaobao sneered back, as if he didn't take Feng Xifan in his eyes. Feng Xifan was immediately angry when he saw this, his eyes widened, as if he was about to breathe fire, and he was about to scold angrily.

At this moment, the situation in the field suddenly changed, the abbot performed the robe to subdue the demonic skill, and the monk's robe danced, making the middle-aged man of the Shenlong Sect restrain his hands and feet, as if he was suppressed. Suddenly, taking advantage of the middle-aged man's unpreparedness, the abbot slapped it with a palm and hit the top of the middle-aged man's head.

With this move, the palm wind roared, and the internal force surged out, as if to destroy the other party.

"It's not good, old monk, pick me up for the secret weapon. Feeling the horror of this move, the middle-aged man of the Divine Dragon Sect changed his face wildly, suddenly roared, shook his sleeves fiercely, and suddenly everyone saw that a small snake with a turquoise pattern rushed out and bit towards the abbot's arm.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Wei Xiaobao's face changed, and he immediately reminded him and shouted.

"Abbot!" Chengguan and the other Shaolin warrior monks were pale and worried.

The little snake had the length of an arm, the color of turquoise, the body was patterned, it spit out snake letters, its teeth were pointed, and it was obviously extremely poisonous, and when it rushed out, it came straight to the abbot, and the speed was so fast that it was close in the blink of an eye. This makes it, the abbot must withdraw his palm to dodge, if he insists on attacking the middle-aged man, he will be poisoned, the abbot obviously reacted, at the moment when the poisonous snake was close to the arm, the palm containing internal force was swung out, and when the left arm shook, an internal force surged out.

In an instant, a string of Buddha beads on his wrist was scattered by the internal force, and shot in all directions, as if dozens of hidden weapons were sent out at once, and there was a Buddha bead, which hit the poisonous snake directly, and the snake was immediately cut into two sections, and the middle-aged man was also hit by several Buddha beads, and the injury was not light.

"Poof! Master Abbot's Prajna palm is really powerful, and he is willing to bow down!" The middle-aged man staggered back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he immediately shouted and admitted defeat.

Several other members of the Divine Dragon Sect immediately rushed forward and held the middle-aged man in the center.

"Amitabha!

"You are despicable and shameless, and you actually hurt people with poisonous snakes?" Chengguan suddenly shouted angrily.

Everyone in the Shaolin faction showed resentment on their faces, and glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.

"Before the competition, I didn't say that I couldn't use poisonous snakes or hidden weapons. In the second game, the old man appeared, which of you Shaolin sent to fight me. Feng Xifan suddenly stepped out and said coldly.

Hearing what he said, although the monks were sad and angry in their hearts, they had to endure it for the time being, and then they all looked at the abbot master, they all understood that this second competition was extremely important, once they lost, it meant that Wei Xiaobao had to compete with the Bayan Grand Lama or Prince Geerdan, one of them, for Wei Xiaobao, the monks had no confidence.

"This battle is not trivial, the first seat of the Dharma Hall, you have been to compare. The abbot groaned for a while, discussed with several martial arts masters, and finally spoke in a deep voice and sent the first seat of the Dharma Hall. This is an old monk in his fifties and sixties, whose Dharma name is clear, and who has refined the Thousand Leaves of Great Compassion and Compassion, and has profound internal strength. Cheng Zhi also took the lead, folded his hands, and came to the center: "Yes!

Although his skills are not as profound as the abbot, he also has an innate fourfold cultivation, and in terms of internal strength, he is not much different from Feng Xifan, and he cannot be said to win, but he also has the power to fight. After walking to the center of the field, he folded his hands, chanted 'Amitabha', used his internal force, and then looked at Feng Xifan and said, "Master Feng, the old man has taught you a high trick." ”

"Master, please!" Feng Xifan looked at Cheng Zhi, and a solemnity flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, he saw Feng Xifan jumping and coming to the field, without saying a word, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he went straight to Chengzhi to slash it, its speed was so fast, like lightning and thunder, Chengzhi was also extremely dignified, dodged sideways, and then used the Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Palm to fight against it. ~~~ Suddenly, in the center of the main hall, Feng Xifan and Cheng Zhi fought a big battle.

The skills of the two are not weak, and when they fight, they shout and shout, you come and go, and they don't give way. Whether it is Shaolin Temple or Zheng Keshuang's side, they are all nervous and watching, Wei Xiaobao is also watching the battle, gradually, he found that Cheng Zhi there, although his skills are not weaker than Feng Xifan, but, he has participated in Buddhism for many years, rarely fights with others, hands, but at this moment, it is gradually falling into the disadvantage with the hand, and his cultivation of the Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Palm, containing the meaning of Buddhism's compassion, is not as strong as the Prajna Palm, and the power is extremely ordinary in the seventy-two stunts, so that it leads to the defeat of Cheng Zhi and gradually hectic.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought more than 300 moves, and Cheng Zhi was already a little overwhelmed.

However, thinking that this battle was not only related to the reputation of the Shaolin faction, but also to the life of Wei Xiaobao, his uncle, he gritted his teeth and insisted, blocking the left and right. However, in his heart, he was even more flustered, suddenly, an inadvertent moment, Feng Xifan seized the opportunity, stabbed his arm with a sword, and Cheng Zhi screamed, although the injury was not serious, but it was undoubtedly a great reduction in combat power, and he still had to grit his teeth and insist, just waiting to use the Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Palm to fight against the attack of the sword.

"Chengzhi, retreat, you're defeated!" Wei Xiaobao suddenly shouted, and then he glanced at the abbot, the abbot nodded in understanding, rushed out, and repelled Feng Xifan who was about to attack with one palm, and brought Chengzhi back, Chengzhi was injured and defeated, and looked ashamed.

"Uncle Shi, I!" The old monk looked at Wei Xiaobao and wanted to say something?

Seeing that his arm was injured, he was still worried about himself? Wei Xiaobao was a little moved, and immediately said: "Martial arts competitions, there are often victories and defeats, you don't need to mind, junior nephew, this time you have failed, but you can recognize your shortcomings, and if you work hard in the future, you will naturally make more progress in martial arts." ”

Wei Xiaobao took out the tone of his uncle to teach his nephew a lesson, speaking of this, he slowly walked to the middle of the field, looked at Feng Xifan and the others opposite, suddenly his eyes narrowed, looked at the Bayan Lama, and said coldly: "In this third game, the poor monk of the Shaolin faction appeared, and the lama is also a monk, presumably he is studying Buddhism and martial arts, and the little monk wants to ask the lama for advice?"

Wei Xiaobao's goal is this big lama, he wants to solve this big lama directly in Shaolin Temple, so as to save him from having to trouble again when he goes to Wutai Mountain to make waves.

"Little monk, what about this prince?" Before the lama could speak, Prince Geldan said angrily, he just watched the abbot, Feng Xifan and others compete in martial arts, all kinds of powerful moves, and his hands were itchy for a long time, at this time, Wei Xiaobao's meaning was to choose the big lama, not himself? He was immediately angry. He thought that Wei Xiaobao was looking down on his martial arts, and immediately roared.

Wei Xiaobao's eyes narrowed, glanced at Prince Geerdan, and said lightly: "When I finish fighting with him, if you still want to compete with me, then, I will promise you to fight with you alone." ”

"This?" said Prince Gerdan, who suddenly stopped speaking, and was in deep thought.

Among the group of lamas, the leading lama also jumped to the center of the field at this moment, glared at Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Little monk, why did you choose me?" You must know that my Bayan has profound internal skills, although I am not as good as the abbot and other masters, and I am not as powerful as this Mr. Feng, but my skills are definitely stronger than Prince Geldan, you choose me Bayan as your opponent, but you are looking for death yourself, this is no wonder me, haha, haha!"

"Great Lama, Hugh must speak wildly!" said Prince Geldan in anger at once.

Hearing Lama Bayan say that his martial arts are not as good as him, how can Prince Geldan not be angry?

However, Wei Xiaobao knows that Prince Geldan is indeed not as powerful as this Bayan Lama, Geerdan is at most a second-rate peak martial artist, this Bayan, in Wei Xiaobao's spiritual power observation, has an innate internal force, although it seems to have just broken through and is not stable, but this is already a first-class master. However, Wei Xiaobao has confidence in killing Bayan.

He cultivated the Vajra Immortal Protective Divine Skill, his strength was infinite, comparable to the innate triple realm, and the external strength was fierce, in fact, he was just a simple combat power in strength, and he surpassed the innate triple realm.

What's more, recently, he has been practicing hard to learn the dragon gripper, and the flower finger, and his combat power has increased greatly!

"Hehe, are you called Bayan Lama, when you die, go and ask the king of Hades!" Wei Xiaobao glanced at this Bayan coldly, suddenly let out a low sigh, stepped on his feet fiercely, and jumped out.

Under this step, with a bang, everyone present felt a slight shock to the earth, but the floor of the main hall of the Shaolin faction was stepped out of a pit by Wei Xiaobao?

This time the dragon claw hand, he didn't use the internal force of the Yi Jin Sutra to urge, it all relied on the ferocity of **!

"Impossible? so powerful, boy, you!" Bayan was shocked.

In the panic, his internal strength was surging, and he slapped Wei Xiaobao with one palm, shouting: "Big mudra!"

Suddenly, a fluctuation of innate internal force went straight to Wei Xiaobaolong's claw hand to resist

"Hey, with such power, could it be that you are cultivating external skills?" Feng Xifan suddenly exclaimed.

"Master Feng, it's true, this kid has a golden bell jar and can be invulnerable. ”

"His martial arts are extraordinary, and they are by no means as simple as they seem!"

"Otherwise, it would not have been possible to kill our brothers in a short period of time on that day. ”

"Wei Xiaobao, I, Zheng Keshuang, want you to die, Bayan, kill him"

“！”

For a moment, Feng Xifan exclaimed, Zheng Keshuang was resentful, and shouted fiercely. The rest of the guards spoke one after another, recalling the ferocity of Wei Xiaobao in the inn that day.

"Hmm, this kid, isn't it simple?" The middle-aged man of the Divine Dragon Sect's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Ah, Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi is so powerful, haha!" The Shaolin monk was suddenly overjoyed.

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After a move, after a bang, the dragon claw hand is mighty, and Bayan's skill is not enough.

Suddenly, everyone saw that when Bayan staggered back, his eyes glared: "You!"

But before he could finish his words, Wei Xiaobao pounced quickly, as fast as lightning, and in his eyes, the killing intent that shone out was extremely strong, and suddenly a claw burst in.

"No, boy, why are you targeting me?" Bayan was shocked and instantly roared.