Volume 3 Chapter 116 A Few Front Teeth Lost
Chapter 116: A few front teeth were lost
Dao Yan seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and immediately cast a grateful look at Zhu Quan.
Temu Dudu was not a fool and immediately saw the doorway, of course he didn't want the two kings of Yanning to come together happily like this. "Hmm, it's better to take the opportunity to step on Dao Yan again. He immediately sneered and said to Dao Yan: "The big thing of resisting Mongolia, old monk, are you talking about me?"
Someone provoked trouble again, and Zhu Quan's face sank even more, but he thought about it, "If you can let Mongolia and King Yan take over a new grievance, it may be more beneficial to yourself." Thinking of this, Zhu Quan, who was about to stand up, immediately sat back again, looking at Dao Yan and Temu Dudu with shining eyes, quite a little bit of watching a play.
The most important purpose of Dao Yan here is to entrap Zhu Quan for Zhu Di, even if it can't be entrapped, he must stabilize Zhu Quan, and now that Temu is out, he can really only go up. He immediately confronted Temu Dudu, looked at Temu Dudu coldly and said, "So what? Your Mongols have gathered heavy troops at this time, and their wolf ambitions have been clearly revealed, and all those of my Ming Dynasty have the obligation to fight against foreign humiliation." He said eloquently, and in one sentence almost everyone present was counted, which can be regarded as a multi-task.
Mi Tu came here to teach Dao Yan a lesson, so that he could restrain himself and not do whatever he wanted, but now that Dao Yan is facing the Mongols, he really can't do anything to Dao Yan anymore, so he can only secretly scold the old fox in his heart for being spineless.
At this time, the most angry is Tiemu Dudu, first Zhang Dao and himself-for-tat, and now Dao Yan is also targeting himself, but the protagonist Ning Wang is flashing and slippery like a fish; As for Liu Ziming, he can also see that this kid is purely here to stir up the situation. For a while, almost everyone aimed at themselves, and Temu Dudu couldn't help but rush with anger, laughed wildly, and said to Dao Yan: "Okay! Then Xiao Wang will also fight with you today, see what you are capable of!" As he spoke, he was about to leave his seat and walk towards Dao Yan. This kid is not stupid, although he is angry in his chest, he only targets Dao Yan, who is now the weakest.
There was a burst of incomprehensible words, and when the lama beside Temududu stood up and didn't know what to say to Temudu, Temududu nodded and sat down again.
The lama turned his head, he swept everyone, and finally turned his gaze at Dao Yan and said in a somewhat stiff Chinese: "I haven't sparred with the masters of the Central Plains for a long time, and today I will also come to the event to move my muscles." As he spoke, he walked towards Dao Yan step by step.
The lama's practice is very strange, and every time he takes a step, the temperature around him becomes colder, especially his eagle-like eyes, which are even more terrifying.
The lama walked in front of Dao Yan, a haughty aura flashed in his gloomy eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Tantra and Zen Buddhism are both disciples of the Buddha, I advise you, you can't do it, it's too late to admit defeat now." ”
Dao Yan had just been frustrated by the end of the journey, and at this time, he couldn't weaken his momentum, so he said a Buddha trumpet: "It's all for mundane things here, why should the lama talk about Buddha." Now everyone is their own master, you can do it, and the poor monk will follow. ”
The lama's eyes were even colder, and he said expressionlessly: "Okay, then you can take my palm and try it." As he spoke, he raised his hands and quickly formed a strange knot, and then suddenly opened the five fingers of his right hand, and slapped it directly towards Dao Yan's head, and an extremely cold aura suddenly enveloped Dao Yan's whole body.
Dao Yan immediately shuddered, and said in his heart: "This lama is so weird!" He didn't dare to take it hard, so he quickly slipped and leaned to avoid it, and at the same time hit the lama under the ribs with a punch.
Dao Yan punched quickly, but the lama didn't seem to care, he retreated and turned slightly, and his right palm was not retracted, but he slapped it towards Dao Yan's punch.
"Bang", the lama's palm was slapping on the back of Daoyan's fist. Dao Yan suddenly felt an extremely cold cold air coming from the back of his fist, and half of his arms suddenly felt completely unconscious, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and he couldn't help but shiver. He hurried to resist the cold air entering his body, and at the same time quickly retreated in an attempt to escape the lama's attack.
The lama was still cold-faced and cold-eyed, and suddenly stepped forward to keep up with Daoyan. He slid his right palm back up, but his left palm was raised and still slapped towards Dao Yan's head without any tricks.
The lama's palms were slapping towards Dao Yan like a machine, seemingly extremely ugly and simple, but the murderous intent was faint. The so-called great complexity is simplified, and all martial arts masters will abandon the complexity when they reach the extreme of martial arts
Useless moves often evolve into the true meaning of martial arts in a very simple gesture. The lama may not have that kind of skills, but every time he slaps his palm, his grasp of the timing is also superb.
Dao Yan was exercising his strength to resist the cold qi entering his body, his skill was already impure, and he didn't dare to accept the palm power from the lama, so he hurriedly jumped behind him, trying to get out of the battle circle.
The lama's eyes were full of cold murderous aura, he suddenly changed his beat to sweep, his left palm was slightly retracted horizontally, and the steps of Dao Yan swept towards him like a shadow.
The cold cold air in the lama's palm wind made Dao Yan's heart beat in shock, and he dared to face the lama there, so he had to retreat step by step to avoid the lama's attack.
The lama took step by step, seemingly unhurried as if he was strolling leisurely, but he always kept up with Daoyan. He also didn't change his style, and he always slapped with both palms in a row, but after a few palms, he had forced Dao Yan to a corner of the main hall.
Dao Yan had no way to retreat, and seeing that the lama was clapping his palm again, it was really unavoidable. In a hurry, he suddenly kicked his right foot backwards sharply, and kicked the wall of the hall behind him, fast
Leap to the side.
Dao Yan was fast, but the lama's speed was even faster, he retracted his left palm, twisted his body and waved his right palm towards Dao Yan's vest like lightning.
The cold air was close, and Dao Yan couldn't avoid it, so he had to get up and throw it backwards with all his strength.
"Bang" Lama's palm hit Daoyan's ankle. Dao Yan suddenly felt a biting cold air penetrating deep into the bone marrow, and his right leg was even more painful. At this time, Dao Yan was like a kite with a broken string, and his whole body flipped and fell to the ground.
The lama didn't let Dao Yan go at all, he struck his right palm and closed it, and his left palm was like lightning and slapped down on Dao Yan again.
Dao Yan was in mid-air, and there was really no way to escape. At this time, his right leg and right arm were not functioning, so he had no choice but to use all his strength to swing his left fist and strike at the lama's left arm.
"Snap" fist and arm exchange, Dao Yan finally failed to block the lama's palm. I saw that the lama's left palm was sideways, and it was patting on Daoyan's left shoulder.
Dao Yanli flew out of the square like a paper kite, and really came to the ground with a five-body body. At this time, he was even worse than Dao Sheng, not only did he fall all over his face, but he also had a few teeth that flew somewhere.
The lama glanced at Dao Yan, who was struggling on the ground and struggling to get up, and seemed to have no interest in him anymore, so he only said mockingly in a cold voice: "The Central Plains martial arts are just like this, it's really disappointing." His gloomy gaze swept over everyone, and finally stared at Zhang Dao, and said quite provocatively: "I heard of Mr. Zhang's name in the early years, are you interested in accompanying me for a few tricks?"
Zhang Dao didn't seem to pay attention to the lama's provocation at all, and laughed: "I'm afraid you can't do it." With that, he slowly stood up. (To be continued.) )