Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1154
Fang Jianming didn't answer or move.

Seeing that he had completely turned into a snowman, the Pope was startled for a moment, then showed a sinister smile, strode towards Fang Jianming, and slowly raised his staff in his hand.Seeing him getting closer and closer to Fang Jianming, Fang Jianming was unmoved, as if he had fallen asleep in the snow.

In an instant, the pope's figure flickered, and the staff in his hand fell on Fang Jianming's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.Now that the Pope's skills are fully restored, if this stick hits Fang Jianming's head, Fang Jianming will undoubtedly die.

At this moment, Fang Jianming moved. If he did not move, he would have done nothing. If he moved, he would not give the pope a chance. He stretched out his right arm, grasped it with five fingers, and only heard a "snap", and firmly grasped the staff in his hand.

The Pope never expected that he would make such a move. He wanted to get back the staff, but it was already impossible, so he could only use his internal strength to continuously send his true energy to the staff.Immediately, the magic staff emitted a dazzling light, along Fang Jianming's fingers, wrapped Fang Jianming's entire body with lightning speed, causing the white snow on Fang Jianming's body to disappear instantly, and a white air rose up.Strangely, there was no sign of pain on Fang Jianming's face, but a weird smile on his face.

The Pope was startled, and for a while, he couldn't figure out what was going on, so he had to desperately send his true energy to the staff, hoping to shock Fang Jianming.

At this time, Fang Jianming was completely in a state of wandering in the sky.When he watched the snow falling, his mind seemed to fly out of his body.Even the move to grab the pope with his hand was done unconsciously.

In his eyes, the pope had long since disappeared, and he only felt that his own soul was floating in the snow that filled the sky.All the moves he had learned and seen in his life were scattered from his mind, and he seemed to have forgotten everything.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came to my heart, it was the sound of the piano from somewhere.The sound of the piano touched his heart, making him feel unspeakably happy. In the dimness, he seemed to see a very small thing approaching him, but no matter how wide his eyes were, he couldn't see it clearly. What is that thing.

There was a buzzing sound in his head, and his soul seemed to return to his body. With a movement of his eyes, he saw the Pope's eyes glowing with electricity, looking at him with some fear but also some excitement, and then realized that he was competing with him.

At this moment, the two of them had already floated off the ground, suspended in mid-air, snowflakes flew in, and disappeared within less than three feet of the two, which clearly showed how strong the energy from the two of them was.People outside the venue looked up, all with surprise on their faces.

After a cup of tea, the pope's complexion suddenly turned black, like charcoal, and two strange lights shot out from his eyes, hitting Fang Jianming hard three inches away.

With a "bang", Fang Jianming's body was shaken.Fang Jianming couldn't help loosening his wrist, and immediately asked the pope to take out the staff from his hand, and swept it across his waist.

Fang Jianming fell in a hurry and dodged the blow, but before he could stabilize, the Pope landed, and the staff attacked Fang Jianming with extremely powerful force.Fang Jianming retreated and fought back, his body was clumsy, his fists were even clumsier, not to mention he didn't have the demeanor of a master, even the fists and kicks of ordinary martial artists were much better than he looked.

He is now like a child who has just learned to walk, bumping and bumping, which makes people worry about it.Every time the staff swept past him, there was always a feeling that it was going to blow him away.

Bai Yiyi watched anxiously, and yelled: "No, no, this move is not like this. What's wrong with you, do you know martial arts? You can make mistakes with this move. I'm really anxious to death."

Although the others didn't shout, they were sweating for him, they couldn't figure out what was going on with him, it was not so much that he didn't fight well, it was better to say that he didn't know martial arts, and he dealt with the Pope purely by instinct.

The Pope who fought against Fang Jianming had a different feeling. He didn't think that Fang Jianming knew martial arts at all. The reason why he was able to dodge his own attack was nothing more than relying on his deep internal strength.Therefore, the pope attacked more fiercely, and once Fang Jianming's internal energy was exhausted, he would win.

The two played around the field for a long time, but the pope still failed to win Fang Jianming, which surprised the people outside the field.Logically speaking, with Fang Jianming's style of play, the Pope was beaten to the ground within a few strokes. Who would have expected him to last for such a long time.All of them looked suspicious, and couldn't understand no matter how they thought about it.

In fact, this has completely exceeded the scope of martial arts they know, and they have not yet reached this level, so naturally they cannot understand it.

During the fierce fight, a voice suddenly came to Fang Jianming's mind: "Idiot, idiot, grab his staff, grab his staff."

Hearing this voice, Fang Jianming was overjoyed, and secretly said: "Master, is it you?" But the voice stopped, and it came and disappeared as quickly as it came.

Fang Jian yelled a few times, but still couldn't get a response from the other party, so he had to look for an opportunity and reached out to grab the Pope's staff.

The Pope saw that he wanted to grab his staff many times, but in view of the previous lesson, he would not let him grab it.In a blink of an eye, the situation changed rapidly, and it turned into Fang Jianming attacking and the pope defending.

One is clumsy, and the other is embarrassed.The pope himself didn't know what was going on, he had planned a good move, but suddenly changed when he made the move. Unknowingly, he was also influenced by Fang Jianming's style of play, and he didn't seem to know martial arts anymore.The people outside the venue were stunned again when they saw it, trying to think about it, but they couldn't understand it.

Suddenly hearing a "snap", Fang Jianming firmly grasped the staff with both hands. After grasping the staff, he didn't know what to do next, and stared blankly at the Pope.

The Pope was taken aback, and suddenly kicked Fang Jianming's knee. Before his toe landed on Fang Jianming's knee, Fang Jianming came after him and landed on his calf. The Pope kicked out His feet were limply retracted.

The Pope was terrified and couldn't think of a way to knock down Fang Jianming for a while, so he had to use his energy to attack the staff. Fang Jianming felt the pain in his wrist, so he also used his energy to attack the staff.After a while, the magic staff erupted with light, and suddenly there was a "crack", the staff was broken in two by the internal force of the two people.

The Pope yelled in horror, his body trembling.The staff was broken, and his body seemed to be tortured by it, his body wasted away rapidly, and his face became like a skeleton.With a shake of his figure, he flew out like a lightning bolt, apparently trying to escape.

Seeing all this, Long Biyun drew out the Seven Star Longyuan Sword with a "choke", and threw it vigorously, the sword went like lightning, and pierced the Pope's body hundreds of feet away.

(End of this chapter)