Chapter 36: The Scholar

The folding fan in the scholar's hand swung with extreme speed and spun in the air to attack Li Hu, who was in a hurry, and the spear was raised to block it. But the former's figure flew in front of Li Hushan like a ghost, and the long fist hit his chest, and the latter couldn't dodge and was hit by the long fist and fell into the ring like a fallen leaf. And the former didn't even look back, and after knocking it out of the ring, he caught the folding fan and returned to the posture of a scholar.

"But who else dares to come?" said lightly, showing the posture of a king, looking at the audience, all with contempt.

Not far in front of Lin Feng, a monk was very dissatisfied, and the long stick touched the ground and flew to the ring, "Hmph!

"Oh? The head disciple of Shenyin Temple is not a monk, dare to ask if your senior brother is not a monk, can you come?" The three major Dharma names of Shenyin Temple, the law, and the crossing represent the most glorious era of the Shenyin Temple, and now they have also been introduced into the hands of the Duzi generation, and after the death of the elders of the Duzi generation, they will inherit the power of the Shenyin Temple. The representative of the word is the youngest disciple of the Dufa, and he is also the only disciple of the Dufa left in the Shenyin Temple.

Not the same is not the cultivation is excellent, now the age is only sixteen, follow the law is only two years, the law is very fond of it, but after the death of the two brothers in the fight of the hidden in the back mountain no longer enter the world, alone practice for ten years, out of the customs has become a teenager, the tenacity of its heart is admirable, the practice of the body is not much, but the Dharma is very attained.

Naturally, if you don't realize it, you will be many years older than you, but when it comes to Buddhism and the time to get started, you will become a disciple. However, in the Shenyin Temple, as long as the disciples of the same generation will not be able to call each other, they are also known as the people who are most likely to carry forward the light of the sect among the younger generation of the Shenyin Temple.

"Brother Noxiang is naturally practicing in the temple, so I asked what this is about. Who are you? Such a heavy shot!" "I don't understand my temperament, I don't practice Buddhism just for the sake of exercises, and when I first get started, I can see this at a glance, so I don't understand the name of enlightenment, that is, I can't help but understand the meaning of meditation in Buddhism, and of course I don't understand the meaning of epiphany.

The scholar smiled contemptuously, "That's a pity, I don't want to compare the Dharma, it seems that it is difficult to achieve it today." As for the name, if you can win, I'll tell you?"

"Okay! Hold a long iron stick! Please give me advice!"

"Folding fans, fists and feet, please give advice, hehe"

With a chuckle, Buwu suddenly frowned, he really didn't expect the other party to despise him so much. Hold the long stick tightly, the golden light flashes on the body, and the Buddha seal is knotted and placed in front of him, and the long stick is headed in front of him, and he goes away. The scholar suddenly closed the folding fan, stretched out one hand to block the blow, and was stunned and hurriedly retreated.

Who knew that the scholar did not give up, and stabbed straight with the folding fan as a dagger, and turned the long stick with both hands, turning like a whirlwind to block the folding fan, the Buddha seal flashed out again, falling into the long stick, and the originally dull weapon was shining with a trace of gold. Unwu roared angrily, knocked down from above, and then slammed into the opponent's legs.

The scholar suddenly took two steps back, the folding fan opened and swirled, and he hurriedly formed the Buddha seal to resist, and after a muffled sound, the Buddha seal was broken, but the folding fan was unscathed and turned back into the scholar's hand.

Buwu retreated before he was eager, wanting to give a blow before the scholar's new power was released. The long stick swept and struck the opponent's chest, and its strength was so strong that a whistling sound rose between the swings of the long stick, and if it hit, the latter would inevitably be seriously injured and fall to the ground. At this time, I have forgotten the four words "point to point", and I just want to win this battle.

The scholar's body caught up, and he lightly moved the folding fan to block the long stick, and at the same time kicked his left leg sideways in the chest of Buwu, who hurriedly tried to calm his body, who knew that the scholar suddenly used his anger to walk, and his body suddenly rose slightly faster than Buwu, so he was directly kicked away, floating in the air with nowhere to help, and watched himself fall under the ring. Although he was furious in his heart, losing is losing, so he shook his head lightly and left directly.

As soon as Buwu left, another monk came to the stage, hugged his fists and said, "Don't be angry in the next place, disciple of Shenyin Temple." Only with fists and feet. Please advise"

The scholar's face suddenly became much more serious, "It turns out that I don't hate the monk, the big disciple of the Luohan Palace, I didn't expect to be able to face Your Excellency, it seems that I need to go all out." Please advise!"

Unlike before, after the war began, the scholar changed his previous disdain and was full of rigor. Don't talk much, very cautious people, but the fist and foot kung fu is superb, and the cultivation is also extremely high, originally there was no intention of coming to the stage with no enlightenment, but now the Shenyin Temple has been provoked, and he has to make a move.

Both stood on the edge of the ring without making any moves, and the two sides were at a stalemate. Everyone in the audience did not dare to speak, and waited patiently for the war to begin. After a short while, the scholar's eyes jumped, and he took the lead in throwing out the folding fan in his hand, and his body moved forward at the same time, striking left and right.

Not angry at the sudden luck, the footsteps moved violently and ran towards the folding fan, the long fist hit the fan from the bottom up, and the other hand supported the ground and rolled over, and the feet hit the scholar's face. The latter jumped up suddenly, rolled over in the air, grabbed the folding fan and fell back to the stage and hurriedly retreated.

But if he doesn't feel angry, he will follow behind him, and the long fist will fall on him after a slight pause, and the scholar doesn't think that he can gain the upper hand by fighting with him.

Between chasing and fleeing, the two walked on the edge of the ring, and although they were dominant, they did not dare to jump up. The distance between the two of them is not far away, and it will be difficult to control the shape of jumping up in the air, and the moves are very weak under the unstable breath of the person, so they dare not take risks.

Unlike the blade, the sword or the object can be used, but the fists and feet cannot be separated from the body, and the exercises of the Divine Hidden Temple are also different from the Seifeng Valley palm technique, so even luck cannot hit the opponent from a distance. Fortunately, the fists and feet are violent, compared to sharp blades, fists and feet hurt people more fiercely, especially the disciples of the Arhat Hall of the Shenyin Temple.

It's not urgent to be angry, if you consume it like this, you have an advantage. After years of physical training, he does not look tired when he runs. The scholar knew about this, so he didn't want to be so entangled with him, so he threw the fan behind him, knowing that he couldn't hurt the other party, but he also had to do so to drag out a little relief.

Sure enough, between the folding fan loops, there is no anger can only form a Buddha seal to block it, and the Buddha seal was suddenly shattered at a touch, and the folding fan was shocked back and flew back to the scholar's hand. The former slowly began to approach, and the latter could only seize the time to rest and regain his strength.

In the past, a lot of strength had been consumed by fighting with Buwu, and now it was even more unlucky to encounter non-anger.

Fists and kicks inevitably need to be close, but there is some helplessness between such pursuits. In fact, there is a magic weapon on the body, but it has been said before that only with fists and feet, you can't break the rules.

Not angry, getting closer and closer, the scholar opened the folding fan and stepped forward. I silently thought in my heart that if I continued like this, I could only be entangled until I lost my strength, so it was better to give it a go. A few steps forward, the folding fan swings like a knife, the body shape is very graceful, the folding fan is a blade, even when fighting, you need to be in a posture, otherwise it is difficult to control the easy fall.

Don't be disgusted with the connection seal, block the folding fan, and at the same time swing his fist at the scholar again and again, the fist moves like the wind, and the audience can barely see the moves of the two people between the sharp turn of the body. Lin Feng watched the battle with admiration, but Mao Heng had long since disappeared and went to watch the battle in other rings. Qin Sihuan stood in the distance and refused to approach, for fear of being seen by the people of Qingfeng Valley.

However, Xi Ge was by Lin Feng's side, and he was full of surprise, and kept asking, but he was not too lonely, "Brother Lin, they are all so powerful, that big monk doesn't even carry any weapons to fight like this, and he looks very relaxed."

"This is natural, the disciples of the Arhat Hall of the Shenyin Temple are all fists and feet first, and they don't practice boxing or blades. It's good to not be enlightened, but in comparison, this is not a master. Although the martial arts of the foreign family are strong, the cultivation is insufficient, and the Buddha seal is not stable, and it takes time and luck. The scholar is fierce, and even if he is not kicked out of power, he will be defeated sooner or later" Lin Feng has been most accustomed to commenting on others for many years, and he knows a lot about the moves of various major sects.

Xi Ge nodded lightly and said, "So that's the case, I thought that the great monk was letting that scholar go."

"In fact, it can also be said that although you don't use a blade, it doesn't mean that there is no magic weapon, it should be useless to prepare, and you want to win with your fists and feet to convince the other party. However, this is a bit too risky, this scholar is not so easy to deal with" Lin Feng frowned slightly, thinking about how to win.

At this moment, the scholar gave Lin Feng a method.

I saw that between the two of them, the scholar gradually fell into disadvantage, the original offensive momentum of the folding fan had to fall, and he could only block the long fist in his hand, and his body was getting slower and slower, and he did not feel angry but did not change when his fatigue appeared, which was the terrible thing about the disciples of Shenyin Temple. Especially the disciples of the Luohan Palace, each of them grew up in the temple since childhood, and when they were young, they would practice the art of the outer family, starting with broken wood, and then walking long and piercing stones, with excellent physical strength.

The scholar knew that he would inevitably lose if he continued like this, so he deliberately showed his flaws when he fought, and did not hit his face with a heavy punch, so he had to get out of the way, otherwise he was very likely to leave his life. But the scholar did not dodge or dodge, his face was full of power, he was shocked in his heart, and stopped in astonishment, revealing his flaws at this time.

The scholar took advantage of the situation to hit his knee on Bu Yan's abdomen, and the latter's figure was pushed away with sudden force, and it happened that the two were on the edge of the ring, and Bu Yan was directly pushed off the ring and lost this battle.

sighed lightly, shook his head and left directly.

The scholar stood up straight, smiled lightly after a short rest, and looked at the disdainful words of everyone in the audience, "But there are still people who dare to challenge!"

There are no other masters of the six major sects around Yinzitai, and the disciples of Lingyun have not yet appeared, and there are disciples of small sects all around, and even a few sects that are slightly famous cannot be seen, so naturally no one answers. Then one of them held the weapon in front of his chest with his left hand, raised his right fist to signal abstention, and the others around him also responded.

However, the scholar didn't see any sign of victory, and folded his fan to point directly at Lin Feng's disdainful words: "Young Master Lingyun, can you want to fight?