Xinming simply refused, and the Wheel King was not surprised, if Xinming directly handed over the things to him, it would be strange. The two of them were ready to do a game.

The King of the Wheels took out a weapon from under his gray robe, a golden pestle. This vajra demon pestle is used by the Dharma Protector Venerable in Buddhism, and the Tibetan monks often use it as a blade, but the wheel king's demon pestle is four feet long, the pestle head is octagonal, there is the thickness of the bowl mouth, and the pestle body is shining with gold, which seems to be cast with pure gold, which is much heavier than steel.

The Wheel King put the golden pestle on the ground, and with a bang, smashed the bluestone bricks on the ground out of the hole, sinking deep into the mud, and became more than a foot deep. This time the first to grab people, the weight of this pestle can be known, look at his dry and thin old monk, actually make this pestle, then the martial arts strength can be imagined, and this bluestone is just smashed out of a hole, but not broken, it seems that his skills are profound!

The Wheel King said, "Please also ask the mage to show off his weapon." ”

Xinming said indifferently: "You monk has a lot of strength, and I don't need weapons, so I'll just make a few moves with you with my bare hands." ”

Although Tianxing is full of confidence in Xinming, he can't help but feel worried at this moment, seeing that the Wheel King's kung fu is not weak, and he dares to go to Shaolin alone, he is obviously prepared; But he thought about it for a moment, Xinming has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and how rich his experience is, if he is not very sure, how can he be great?

Seeing that Xin Ming despised himself so much, the Wheel King also showed a trace of anger, and immediately said, "Then the master is careful!"

As soon as the words fell, the Wheel King kicked the lower end of the golden pestle, and the penetrated bluestone brick flew towards Xinming with the soil. Xinming was not flustered, one palm was pushed on Tianxing's waist, gently sending him out of the battle circle, and the other palm was slowly pushed forward.

Before Tianxing could react, he felt his body fly up gently, and he was sent out by Xinming. Looking at the field again, the two were already fighting.

I saw that the king of the wheel would dance with a hundred-pound golden pestle, like an ordinary wooden stick, not heavy at all. The wheel raised the weapon in his hand and smashed it into Xinming's head with a stick, mixed with the sound of air tearing, which was very fierce. On the side of Xinming's figure, he lightly let go, and the vajra hit the ground, and a big hole was carved out with a loud bang!

The Wheel King missed a blow, and the back move came in an instant, and the golden pestle swept across Xinming's chest, and this move was even faster and more fierce. Xinming leaned over again and dodged to the left. The third, fourth, and fifth moves of the Wheel King were issued, and in an instant, a gray-robed monk seemed to have turned into a gray dragon, and the golden pestle was like the fangs of the dragon's mouth.

Outside of the battle, Tianxing and Tianhui have met again!

Tianxingdao: "I didn't expect you to be an undercover agent, but is it such a high-profile to be an undercover agent!"

Tianhui smiled and said, "Not only did you not expect it, but also the others in the temple couldn't think of it, only in this way will I be safe." ”

Tianxing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help nodding and said, "It makes sense! But you lost to me today, it shouldn't be that you are deliberately pretending to be high-profile!"

Tianhui's face changed: "It's just my negligence in the morning, and now I want your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianhui also took out a stick and swung it up. Of course, this stick is not made of gold, but just an ordinary whistle stick in the temple.

Tianhui's stick method is naturally far inferior to the Wheel King, but Tianxing is not a clear mind, and in the face of the whistling stick, Tianxing does not want to fight hard with a pair of fleshy palms, and avoids half a step on the side of his body. Tianhui's sudden change of move, changed from thorn to sweep, facing Tianxing's waist.

Tianxing thought in his heart, he was not Tianhui's opponent in the first place, but now that he has a weapon in hand, he can't win, and only by using Dou Zhuan Xing to move the stars again can he turn things around!

Thinking about it so far, Tianxing grabbed the attacking stick, ignoring the heat in his hand, and the "Beidou Shifting" was launched again! I saw that Tianhui couldn't grasp the stick, but fell into Tianxing's hand strangely, Tianxing turned the stick around his waist, and hit Tianhui's waist instead!

Tianhui was sullen, I didn't expect it to be such a move again!

The stick hit Tianhui unexpectedly, and the bang made Tianxing feel a little painful! But he still beat the water dog, took a step forward, and punched Tianhui in the chest, and Tianhui was simply defeated again!

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Let's look at the real protagonist of this competition!

The Wheel King approached frantically, Xin Ming retreated step by step, but he was not flustered, and said during the battle: "One hundred and eight crazy wand method, this is the martial art you stole to learn!"

The Wheel King was shocked, this set of attacks was smooth, he was already using all his strength, it was impossible for him to speak in such a situation, but Xinming still had the strength to spare, which made him a little ashamed of his conceit. Wheel King Xin said: This monk is profound, light skills are also high, he was born in Shaolin Temple, if I use Shaolin martial arts he always knows, it will be even more unfavorable to me.

Thinking like this, the Wheel King jumped up, and pounced again, his moves had changed, and the attack was even more rapid than before! The two faced each other, one attacking, the other leaping backwards. The Wheel King struck eighteen moves in a row, but all of them failed. The two of them continue to attack and defend, but they are always more than two feet apart, although the Wheel King continues to attack urgently, Xinming has never fought back, but the attainments of the two in light skills are very obvious.

After a set of pestle methods were used up, the Wheel King still hadn't done an inch, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and said: "Master, if you keep dodging, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break down the victory." "This is so unreasonable, it is clear that the Wheel King lost for a while, so it seems that he is playing tricks.

Who knew that Xinming said: "Since you want to fight, then I will be as good as you want!" It turned out that Xinming saw the novelty of the Wheel King's pestle method, so he wanted to observe it, but after seeing that he had sixteen moves, the next two moves had already been used, and he knew that there were only sixteen moves in this kung fu, and he suddenly lost interest.

It turns out that this "supreme strong pestle method" has not changed much, just eight moves horizontally, eight moves directly, a total of 2816 moves, but 16 moves repeatedly make the general come out, swing straight forward, the enemy not to mention head-to-head confrontation, even the pestle wind does not dare to touch, but now in front of Xinming has lost its effect.

The Wheel King waved the golden pestle with both hands, and under the astonishing divine power, the golden pestle was actually a little bent, like a mad lion biting towards Xinming!

Xinming's eyes flashed, and in the face of a terrifying blow, he really didn't dodge or dodge, and his luck suddenly slapped out with his arms!

The Wheel King's face was flushed, his arms and wrists were strong, and the momentum of the vajra fell later, and suddenly it became straight, and he actually poked straight into Xinming's waist. With such a heavy blade, it is really surprising that such a ruthless move can be changed so quickly.

Xinming also sighed lightly at this, stood firm with his feet in a figure, lifted his breath inside, and made a circle with his right arm from the outside in, and then struck out with a palm!

This confrontation was not as earth-shattering as the last time, but there were ripples in the air! When the golden pestle of the Wheel King was one foot closer to Xinming, the offensive slowed down significantly; the Wheel King once again urged the internal force, and the golden pestle advanced a few points again!

However, everything can only be like this! The golden pestle slowly approached Xinming, and one end of the golden pestle finally fell into Xinming's palm! Xinming took half a step forward, and at the same time, he vomited his internal strength, and the Wheel King's face flushed, and he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

(The so-called adaptation is the existence of the Wheel King, and the origin of the next chapter of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, please do a lot of Haihan, thank you!)