Under the gaze of Luo Xiaosang in the field, he finally stood up again, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again, but his footsteps did not stop, he lowered his head and staggered a few steps in the direction of Monk Shanjian, and said, "Senior Brother Shanjian, please, please advise again." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Haha, don't be self-conscious, admit defeat, don't be embarrassed. "There are still people in this world who are looking for their own beatings, and there are a lot of strange things this year. "Zhuan Tianmen is really different, I have seen it, I have seen it. ”

The good monk was shocked, this senior brother Luo was really weird, could it be that the Heavenly Gate had some miraculous skills, and could he use this to fight the enemy?

The monk is also a straight person, and if he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to do it, he recites in his mouth, draws a circle with his left hand, and dances a few times with his right hand holding the demon pestle, only to see a golden wheel appear in the air, pointing directly at Luo Xiaosang.

As everyone expected, Luo Xiaosang flew out upside down again, this time the injury was obviously quite serious, and blood beads were faintly seen flying in the air. There was no more noise in the field, only sighs, sighing why the stubborn young man on the stage still had to stand up and suffer after receiving three blows in a row.

Some of the female disciples in the onlookers even closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them anymore, while some monks in Fanming Temple recited Buddhist scriptures in low voices.

Lan Ling'er clasped her hands tightly, and she had scolded Luo Xiaosang countless times in her heart.

Among the people in the field, only Luo Xiaosang understood in his heart why he had suffered three blows for no reason. It turned out that when the monk Shanjian made his first move, the feeling of the black ruler being connected with his own flesh and blood reappeared, and he was about to dodge, but he found that the implied exercises in the monk Shanjian were very familiar, similar to the last time he fought with Qingmingzi.

It's just that the battle with Qingmingzi was very short, and he won inexplicably, and he didn't look very carefully, so this time he put his heart and soul into observing.

After getting the second style, Luo Xiaosang was amazed in his heart, and faintly felt that the exercises used by the monk were very similar to one of the exercises taught by the old monk he met outside Panjia Village, could it be that the kind old monk was also a monk of Fanming Temple?

After the Shanjian monk issued the third style, although Luo Xiaosang was injured and flew away, he finally confirmed that the exercises that were passed down from the old monk at that time, and the exercises used by the Shanjian monk in front of him, were from a family.

Luo Xiaosang has followed Liu Dacheng to practice for several years, and he is no longer the ignorant teenager he was at the beginning. A sect of exercises is the biggest secret of this sect, and if you are not a member of this sect, you can't learn it no matter what, if you don't, you will commit a taboo in the world of cultivating immortals.

Could it be that the old monk taught himself the secret of Fanming Temple? But why did he teach it to himself? And said that he created it himself?

Luo Xiaosang's heart was surging, he didn't understand, he really didn't understand.

On the stage, Luo Xiaosang had blood on the corner of his mouth, and after standing up again, he just looked at Monk Shanjian in a daze, which was rare to see in such a grand event. How could the onlookers in the audience understand Luo Xiaosang's complex psychological changes at the moment, but the louder the noise, the more ridiculous and discussed, even the referee and elder frowned.

Seeing Luo Xiaosang standing up again, Shanjian thought that he would fight back, so he had already prepared, but after Luo Xiaosang stood up, he just looked at himself, motionless, as if he was in a daze as he said before, and let his preparations fall short.

Could it be that this young man was stunned by his own moves and three styles? Or was he injured in the previous competition, and he was injured in the field because of the dignity of the sect, and now the old illness has recurred? Amitabha, this is a sin.

Thinking of this, the demon pestle in the hand of the monk shook the ground, and there was a loud "bang", implying the power of Xiao Mito, which woke up Luo Xiaosan.

The monk Shanjian said to Luo Xiaosang: "Senior Brother Luo, the demon pestle in my hand is wide open and closed, and I am taking the road of fierceness, and you need to be careful with the short weapon in your hand." ”

After speaking, the mantra was recited in his mouth, and the demon pestle slowly flew up, swirling in the air, and a soft golden light suddenly appeared on the test table, and the entire test table was wrapped in a flash.

It turned out that the monk Shanjian saw that Luo Xiaosang seemed to be seriously injured, and he couldn't bear to be injured again, so he ended the competition with a trick in Xiao Mi Tu Gong, "Buddha's light shines", so that Luo Xiaosang can have an explanation in the teacher.

Luo Xiaosang was in the golden light, holding a black ruler.

What is it that allows a teenager to have such faith, to be ridiculed, and still struggle to support him? What is it that allows a teenager to have such perseverance, to be physically and mentally afraid, but to grit his teeth and persevere?

That's just for an old man to smile and a little hope in his heart. It's that simple.

Luo Xiaosang used to bleed from the corners of his mouth, but now he even spilled blood from his nostrils. Suddenly, a drop of blood dripped on the black ruler in his hand, suddenly protruding, only to see the black ruler body constantly flashing black, red and gold, less than half an hour, the golden color of the ruler disappeared, only black and red were left, "呑" A soft sound, the ruler body was flooded with bursts of black mist, and there was a tendency to grow longer and bigger in the golden light.

The monk originally saw that Luo Xiaosang was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his injuries were aggravated, and he was about to persuade Luo Xiaosang to give up, but when he saw the black ruler in Luo Xiaosang's hand emitting bursts of black mist, he was shocked to find that his back was full of coldness, and the essence and blood of his whole body seemed to be looking for a place to spurt out, and the cold breath that made him creepy appeared again.

Monk Shanjian seemed to be in a sea of corpses and blood in front of him, bloody and pungent, a demon from the depths of the Nine Secluded Underground Mansion, laughing wildly, crawling out of the ground. That violent aura and murderous intent seemed to destroy the whole world.

"Bah!" A mantra of Buddhism shouted loudly from the mouth of Shanjian, people in Buddhism are not afraid of ghosts, after the initial shock, Shanjian's skills are profound, but he immediately came back to his senses.

Although the demon in front of him was gone, he could clearly see that the young man who was standing opposite him just now was surrounded by black gas all over his body, his eyes were blood-red, and he was holding a black ruler in his hand, looking at him. That appearance was the same as the demon just now.

Seeing that the monk's forehead was sweating, although he didn't understand why the young man who was still weak just now had changed such a terrifying appearance for a while, but the scene in front of him could no longer be spared, and he had to go all out.

The monk recited the mantra again in his mouth, painted his hands in the air, and hummed the Buddha's chant, and he actually saw the Buddha's Dharma body. At this time, he will make another move, which is his most powerful trick "My Buddha is compassionate".

It's just that the young man, the young man who held the black ruler and didn't move, moved. Waving the ugly black ruler, with persistence, with a little hope, he rushed into the golden light.

No one knew what was going on in the golden light, but after the flickering golden light passed in front of the onlookers in front of them, the first thing was a "bang", and the flying demon pestle fell heavily on the test table, smashing a shallow smack, and the next scene made the people present stunned.

There was one man standing on the stage, and one fell to the ground. But Luo Xiaosang lowered his head, held a black ruler in his hand, and blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, so he stood on the stage like this. And Monk Shanjian fell to the ground, just holding his chest with one hand, holding the ground with the other hand to prevent himself from lying down, and looked at Luo Xiaosang in disbelief.

The audience was silent and silent.

The person who was originally in control of the victory, after issuing the last move, suddenly issued a Buddhist mantra like a sudden change, and then fell to the ground as if he was facing an evenly matched opponent with all his strength.

The other person, who was seriously injured (seemingly), stood on the stage in a good manner, and seemed to have won. With such a sudden change, the situation has taken a turn for the worse, stimulating everyone's nerves, but they can't accept it anyway.

The referee elder first came back to his senses, his figure flashed, and he came to the side of the monk Shanjian who fell to the ground, and after checking, he found that the monk Shanjian had no scars on the surface, and it did not seem to be poisoned, and there was bleeding in the internal organs, but it seemed to have been hit by a magic weapon.

The referee elder turned his head and stared at the black ruler in Luo Xiaosang's hand, secretly wondering if it was caused by this ugly black ruler? Then he said to Luo Xiaosang: "You have won!"

The audience was noisy again, and the sound was so loud that the other onlookers on the test platform looked here, all asking what was going on.

Lan Ling'er was overjoyed in her heart, she didn't expect this fool to win, and she was waiting for everyone to disperse and take the time to go on stage, but she clearly saw that the fool on the stage, after the referee elder announced the victory, shook his body a few times, and fell down with a "bang".