Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 111

Everyone watched this scene in disbelief.

Why is the image of Buddha manifested?

What kind of demon is he waiting for others to subdue?

Is this kendo?

Or spell?

The famous sword 'Neng Yan Mo' in Saitogawa's hand was held by a light golden palm.

But he still didn't give up, the saber in his hand swirled, and with a blow of sacrifice, he pierced the half-empty and half-solid golden palm.

Just like Lin Mosheng said, he is indeed weak now.

Everyone seemed to have found a pillar in their hearts again.

Sure enough, there was an illusion in front of him!

The other party is an out-and-out demon, who uses the image of Buddha to deceive people's hearts and minds!

But now this demon is extremely weak, Saito-kun, come on!

Lin Mosheng squeezed the flowers and smiled.

8 points of good deeds fell.

In the dark, a tyrannical force blessed Fudo Myoko from the void.

"Your [Fudo Ming King Body] has been upgraded to LV6, you have comprehended [Self-Aspect], and your corresponding attributes have been improved, strength attribute +1, constitution attribute +1, agility attribute +1, perception attribute +1, spirit attribute +1."

Lin Mosheng pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, "I am the only one in the sky and the world."

The golden light blooms, and the sword intent condenses.

Lin Mosheng's practice of the Dao of the Sword is perfectly integrated at the peak of his energy and spirit.

The golden palms slashed from behind Lin Mosheng one by one, turning into unparalleled sword intents, not only slashing towards Saitogawa, but also slashing towards all the swordsmen present.

Saitogawa's body flew backwards like a rag doll under the unparalleled sword intent, breaking the pillar of the corridor, and the blue tiles fell like a waterfall, splashing smoke and dust.

Lin Mosheng walked up step by step, picked up the white light in front of Teng Zhaichuan, and picked up the famous knives that fell on the ground.

Looking at the group of swordsmen who were mentally traumatized and their faces turned pale, they laughed loudly, "The last slash was a pain in the ass!"

He patted Ueyama Yuki who was also stunned, "Hold these knives for me, anyone who wants to get them back, just come to me."

These knives are magic weapons, and Lin Mosheng is reluctant to return them.

Then he stood in the atrium and thought for a while.

Originally, I learned a new sword intent today, and wanted to keep one as a souvenir.

But he thought about it again, if someone really realized something, he would be an enemy.

Even if you are not afraid, it will be troublesome for others.

Can't, can't.

Just leave these wastes of Jianxin's beheading to them.

A gust of wind emerged, and Hei Biao appeared in the wind. With a roar, he slammed directly into the gate when he came, knocking down the winding corridors one after another, and knocking out a more spacious avenue.

Lin Mosheng strode forward, leaving behind a figure like a god and demon in the smoke and dust, "In the past few days, I have patrolled the sea and continued to teach the neon kendo."

The smoke cleared, and no one said a word.

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the black tigers, Lin Mosheng got into the car comfortably, closed his eyes and began to think about it.

Played really well today.

The only regret is that those sword masters are too poor in boxing and kicking.

The boxing skills I picked up were fed to my [Baquan], but my proficiency didn't increase much.

Lin Mosheng looked at his [Baquan].

(28000/40000)

It's still a long way off.

Ueyama Yuki, holding a bunch of swords in front of him, sat in the front row.

He looked at the man sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror.

The man closed his eyes and leaned back in the back row. His perfect muscles no longer looked like a raging beast in battle, but exuded a streamlined beauty.

If it wasn't for this piece of emerald green round ancient jade on his chest, two terrifying sword marks stretched across his chest and abdomen, and fine sword gas scars lined up on his body, but the blood that should have gushed out was locked by strong muscles .

"Mr. Lin, do you need to go for treatment? The family has a professional doctor, which is absolutely trustworthy."

Lin Mosheng opened his eyes and looked at Shang Shanxing with a half-smile.

A sharp edge shot out from Lin Mosheng's eyes, forcing Shangshan Xing to dare not look through the rearview mirror.

"Why, you think I'm weak now?"

Although Shang Shanxing is as obedient as a dog now, Lin Mosheng will never doubt it.

If he really showed his flaws, the opponent would hold his head up to claim credit for the Neon Sword Dao.

"Don't dare."

Kamiyama Yuki lowered his head and said.

"Go and prepare a map for me, and list the kendo halls from Tokyo to Kyoto and the recent rumors of monsters."

Shang Shanxing was a little confused. He knew why Lin Mosheng listed the kendo gym, but why did he list the rumors of monsters?
But of course he didn't dare to ask Lin Mosheng this question.

The convoy drove back to Paradise.

But the storm that the Tokyo Kendo Federation created today has just begun.

"what?"

On Kyushu Island, Shen Nian Tian Toliu, who was already old and retired, received a call from his disciple in disbelief.

"Baga, say it again!"

Miyamoto let out a roar, and his gray hair stood on end.

On the other end of the phone, the disciple of Shen Nian Tian Qu Liu was crying in pain and had to repeat, "Master Fan, Master Fan was killed in the sword competition."

Yan Miyamoto took a deep breath, "Did you die in a wheel fight?"

"No."

Although he is respected as a master fan, in terms of strength, he is already old, not as good as Miyamoto Kazuryu, a disciple he personally trained.

In his eyes, Miyamoto Ichiryu was able to put down the butcher's knife and understand the meaning of King Kong, which has completely inherited his mantle, and even far surpassed it.

In the future, by combining various schools of swordsmanship and going to Luo to try out swords in the world, one will surely become a great swordsman who can gain the strengths of hundreds of schools.

Even breaking away from the shackles and becoming a contemporary sword master may not be without opportunities.

And now, his most proud disciple died?
Who killed him?

Familiar faces flashed in Miyamoto Yan's mind.

Those are old people I know.

Among his peers, even if someone could beat Kazuryu Miyamoto, it would be difficult for him to kill his own disciple directly under the protection of the Vajra Body.

Fujikawa?

Is it that guy?
He's dying, so he wants to pave the way for his grandson?
Send your grandson to be the president of the Tokyo Kendo Federation?

If his disciple is still alive, he definitely has the ability to compete for this position!

"No."

The disciple on the opposite side said again, "It's a man from the Hua Kingdom. He killed people in our kendo gym, so Shifan issued a life and death card."

Miyamoto Yan was silent for a while, and then said, "Where are you now?"

"The disciple is at the Tokyo Kendo Federation."

"Let that old guy Fujikawa answer the phone, I have something to say to him."

Miyamoto squeezed his left palm tightly, his disciple must not die in vain!
"Fujikawa, President Fujikawa is dead too!"

"what?!"

"Can you say that again!"

The disciple on the opposite side seemed to be pushed to the extreme, and instantly yelled out everything he knew.

"Not only President Fujikawa, but also Jianhao Zaochun of Akechi Ryu and Okuyama Nenryu's Saito Jianhao were all killed by that Huaguo..."

Miyamoto Yan could no longer hear what this disciple said later, because he directly crushed the phone in his hand.

After a long while, Yan Miyamoto was finally relieved. He didn't know what the current situation of the Tokyo Kendo Federation was, but he understood that the real kendo storm had just begun. feel it.

In the unique courtyard of blissful heaven.

Lin Mosheng sat cross-legged on the ground, and the brilliant sunset in the distance gradually disappeared into the forest along with the birds, leaving behind mottled bamboo shadows.

He made the fearless seal with both hands, and a layer of glass-colored Buddha's light lit up from it.

Under the general illumination of the Buddha's light of [Compassion Form], the fine sword gas scars dissipated little by little, as if they had never been there before.

"This is the demeanor of a monk."

Lin Mosheng muttered to himself.

Ascetics, which one is not a hexagonal warrior?
Combining firepower, intelligence, assassination, healing, and defense?
If you have shortcomings, do you still have the nerve to say that you are a cultivator?
Looking back at himself, his physique had been improved a little, reaching a terrifying 27.5. The usual wounds would not last for a long time. With the addition of Buddha's light treatment, Lin Mosheng didn't care about minor injuries.

What made Lin Mosheng more concerned were the two sword intents embedded in his body.

【Turtle Snake Sword Intent】?
Lin Mosheng carefully sensed an extremely yin and an extremely yang sword intent in his body.

Although there are two sword intents, they are merging into one without any hindrance.

"Is that old guy so ruthless?"

Lin Mosheng looked at his chest suspiciously, and even understood the sword intent of the turtle and snake. Why did the old man he met today act like this?

If it wasn't for the other party's blood being low to the limit, Lin Mosheng really wasn't sure that he would survive even if he killed him in the end.

And what surprised Lin Mosheng the most was that after the two turtle-snake sword intents entered his body, there was no fierce killing intent, but they hibernated instead.

Or……

Lin Mosheng looked through the room, looking at the sky in the distance.

This turtle-snake sword intent should not have been comprehended by that old guy.

It's just that even with my current [Yi Yan] level, it's still difficult to perceive the specific origin of the turtle-snake sword intent.

In the end, the tortoise and snake sword intent suddenly erupted, it should be a certain senior who helped him.

"Wudang Mountain."

Although he roughly guessed the cause and effect, Lin Mosheng would not let these two sword intents that did not belong to him stay in his body.

He looked solemn, and the glazed Buddha light on his body became more and more magnificent.

The golden body of Zhang Liu manifests, and the king of Ming has five heads.

But this time, it's not just the [Wrath Phase] and [Compassion Phase] on the left and right sides that are clearly visible.

Lin Mosheng's clear cheeks as carved by a knife also appeared in the [Self-identity] in the middle.

The supernatural power given to Lin Mosheng by [Identity] is somewhat similar to the talent of [Only Me].

In other words, it is precisely because Lin Mosheng has the talent of [Only Self] that he was able to rely on good deeds to add points, and [Fudo Ming King Body] was able to break through and comprehend the [Self-Aspect].

The Buddha pointed to the sky and the earth, and I am the only one.

It's not that you underestimate the heavens and the world, and the gods are all over the sky, but that you understand your own heart. Even if there are all kinds of avenues, they are nothing but all conditioned methods, like dreams and bubbles, and I am the only one who is true.

"I am."

Lin Mosheng said lightly.

In the next moment, he seemed to be separated from everything in front of him, 'I' was here, and 'others' were there.

Even if it is embedded in the flesh and blood, the two [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent] like tarsal maggots are still 'over there'.

As soon as the light golden palm took it, he easily took out the [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent] from his body.

Lin Mosheng squeezed [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent], but he didn't directly turn these two terrifying sword intentions into nothing.

These two sword intents had been conceived in the old man's body for an unknown amount of time, and even though they were taken out by Lin Mosheng, they did not dissipate, and directly turned into a phantom of a naive turtle and snake.

And I am still short of two of the four elephants, this is a chance from heaven!

Lin Mosheng squeezed [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent] with one hand, and looked at the system with one thought.

This time the good deeds fell, and the system did not refuse.

"Spending 20000 points of good deeds, your [Purification Mantra] has broken through to LV3, and you have comprehended one of the four elephants, Xuanwu, you can control the power of the earth, and your corresponding attributes have been improved, strength attributes +0.5, agility attributes +0.5, physical attributes +0.5, perception attributes +0.5, mental attributes +0.5."

The naive turtle and snake combined with Shangong and turned into a small Xuanwu, which touched Lin Mosheng's nose affectionately.

Looking at Xuanwu, which was only the size of a palm, Lin Mosheng grabbed it, played with it for a while, and then let the little guy out under Xuanwu's resentful gaze.

Lin Mosheng looked at his current data panel.

Name: Lin Mosheng
Age: 20
Power: 25.5
Constitution: 28.5
Agility: 28
Perception: 24.5
Spirit: 27.5
talent:

【Sharpness】, 【Dark Energy】, 【Cat's Eye】, 【Iron Bone】, 【Unyielding】, 【Shaoyang Body】, 【Secret Power】, 【Water Officials to Relieve Evil】, 【Only Me】

Martial arts:

Catch the Mind Ape (1), Capture the Mind Horse (Overbearing, Wushuangwupair)
skill:
霸拳LV2（28000/40000），基础枪械LVmax，禹步LVmax，不动明王身LV6（0/160000），图腾术·佛陀伏虎LV3（400/20000），春秋刀法LV3（1100/40000），阴兵铸造法LV1（0/2000），四臂千术LV1（0/1000），易衍LV6（0/32000），净身神咒LV3（0/40000），九菊一派阴阳术LV1（0/3000），天妖转生术（残）LV1（0/5000），基础符箓术LV1（0/1000），灶火LV2（0/20000），金刚咒LV1（0/8000），金刚锻体法LV1（0/3000），心之剑LV1（0/5000），狮子吼LV1（0/2000），柳生流刀术LV2······
Specialties: Eight Arms, Iron Wall, Octopus Collapse, Big Dipper Injects Death

Good deeds: 36100
title:

【New Police Officer】, 【Wan Chai Gunner】, 【Kowloon Walled City Hei Sha】, 【Night Watchman】

The first is the physique attribute, reaching 28 points, only 2 points away, and I can break through the extreme of 30 points.

This is not a random statistic, it is Lin Mosheng's estimation of his physical attributes based on his current skills.

For attributes above 30 points, it is estimated that only LV7 level [Fudo Ming Wang Body] can increase the attribute value by 1.

It can be said that 40 points of basic attributes are the best in the world.

Apart from the physique that is about to break through [-] points, the rest of Lin Mosheng's harvest this time is all kinds of neon swordsmanship. Although he has comprehended his own swordsmanship, he wants to really fuse these swordsmanship with [Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship] , and something is missing.

In other words, [Spring and Autumn Saber Technique] itself has too high aspirations, and if I really want to make [Spring and Autumn Saber Technique] my own, I still have a little foundation.

Lin Mosheng took a look at [Spring and Autumn Saber Technique], which was short of 3 points of merit even though his proficiency had greatly increased today, and he only had 8 points of merit left.

Well, it's not that the 'foundation' is missing, it's that my good deeds are not enough.

So even if you understand the sword intent, there is no way to add points.

Sure enough, lack of talent is the original sin of your failure to practice.

Lin Mosheng regretfully looked away from [Spring and Autumn Saber Technique].

He looked at the Buddhist skills of [Vajra Mantra], [Vajra Body Forging Method], and [Lion Roar].

I couldn't help complaining, "Sure enough, the Buddhist sect really dares to spread everything in order to preach. No wonder my Taoist school can't do them."

[Vajra Body Forging Method] and [Lion's Roar] are not mentioned.

The full name of [Vajra Mantra] is [Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra], which claims to be able to reach the other shore with supreme power and wisdom.

It can be seen from the consumption of its initial 8000 points of good deeds.

I have to say that Divine Sense Tian Quliu is really my lucky star, that swordsman's skills are hard currency, much more generous than the last old man.

"You have consumed 8000 points of good deeds, your [Vajra Mantra] has been upgraded to LV2, physical strength +0.5, strength +0.5, spirit +0.5."

"You have comprehended the power of [Drug Repelling King Kong], you can resist most poisons and diseases, and eliminate most poisons and diseases."

"You have consumed 16000 points of good deeds, your [Vajra Mantra] has been upgraded to LV3, physical strength +0.5, strength +0.5, spirit +0.5."

"You have comprehended the power of [Zixian King Kong], your wisdom has grown, and you can enlighten the wisdom of others."

After 24000 good deeds, Lin Mosheng really felt that his wisdom had increased.

"I'm stronger again!"

With a physique attribute of 29.5 points, it is only 0.5 points away from breaking through.

There are 12100 good deeds left, which cannot add key skills, so Lin Mosheng dare not use them at will.

He only has 1 drop of effort left, and he still wants to burst out of it during the critical battle.

The talent is exhausted, and the sun has completely set.

Lin Mosheng shouted outside the house, "Prepare me food!"

A figure waiting outside the screen bowed his head and said respectfully, "Yes, my lord."

In the independent courtyard next to it.

Kamiyama Xing listened to the reports of his subordinates with a solemn expression.

"Team leader, our casinos and nightclubs in Shinjuku, Chiyo, Adachi, and Edo have all been blocked."

"Team leader, members of our No. [-] and No. [-] teams were attacked this afternoon and suffered heavy casualties."

······
A series of bad news came one after another, and Yuki Ueyama suddenly felt that the enemy of Tokyo Kendo was not Lin Mosheng, but him.

This is Tokyo Kendo's revenge.

They didn't dare to deal with Lin Mosheng, so they attacked him, who was weaker.

A subordinate said solemnly, "Leader, should we hand him over..."

"idiot!"

Ueyama Yuki suddenly kicked the subordinate who made the suggestion away, and kicked him to the side, spitting blood.

"Are you stupid or do you want me dead?"

Kamiyama Yuki was merciless, and walked forward, his leather shoes rubbed against his subordinate's face, his expression ferocious like a wounded beast.

"If you hand over Mr. Lin, will Tokyo Kendo let me go?"

"No!"

"Without Mr. Lin, they won't let me go!"

Ueyama Yuki roared out the anger in his heart in one breath.

From today, when he brought Lin Mosheng to the Tokyo Kendo Federation, he had no way out.

Maybe there is.

The only way out was for him to personally deliver Lin Mosheng's head to the Tokyo Kendo Federation.

But compared to the Kendo Federation, he is more afraid of the man who looks like a god and demon in the next room.

Ueyama Yuki suddenly calmed down, became aloof again, and became the young leader of the Black Tigers.

He said to the left and right with a blank face, "Throw this waste out, pour it with cement, and sink it into Tokyo Bay."

"No, team leader!"

"Team leader, I just made a slip of the tongue!"

"I'm doing it for the good of Heihu!"

However, his crying did not attract Ueyama Yuki's pity, but instead made him take out his pistol and load it.

With a bang, the world was quiet.

Yuki Ueyama looked to the left and right again, "Hurry up and drag it out, do you need me to teach you how to sink Tokyo Bay?"

The people on the left and right were sweating on their foreheads, and hurriedly dragged the corpse away, leaving only bloodstains.

For a while, the entire courtyard was silent.

After a while, someone came to report, "Team leader, that lord has requested a banquet."

Hearing this, Ueyama Yuki was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "Quick, prepare the best food!"

As soon as Lin Mosheng came back, he locked himself in the room.

But now that he was going to eat, it only meant one thing, and that was that the injuries on his body had been dealt with.

This is a great news for Ueyama Yuki, and the bad news in the afternoon is not as good as this good news.

Lin Mosheng didn't wait long, only 10 minutes.

In the huge courtyard, there are three tables full of various delicacies.

Even the black-haired Wagyu cattle that ordinary people regard as gods have about half of them, forming a small mountain of meat.

Lin Mosheng didn't refuse either, he just threw off his shoulders and ate. With [Stove Fire] in his body, he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to digest it.

Under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, Lin Mosheng ate half of the Kuroge Wagyu, but his stomach didn't bulge at all.

After eating, he suddenly thought that he should avoid eating beef now.

Well, that's a question.

Forget it, the precept I broke is not bad for eating beef.

The beef is so delicious.

Fortunately, Shangshan was sitting by the side. Seeing Lin Mosheng finish eating half a head of wagyu, he applauded and said, "I have heard for a long time that the general in ancient times can eat a cow every day. Seeing you today, he really deserves his reputation. Come, let's continue to serve!"

Lin Mosheng burped and waved his hand, "No need, just enough to eat."

Then he looked at Shangshan Yuki with a grin, "You didn't poison me just now, did you? I ate too fast and didn't notice if there was any poison."

Shang Shanxing's eyebrows twitched, and he immediately bowed to the ground, "Why did Mr. Lin say such a thing, how dare Shang Shanxing do such a reckless thing."

Lin Mosheng laughed, even if he is not afraid of poison now, he still needs to be beaten.

He patted Ueyama Yuki on the shoulder, "Get up and talk."

"Hi!"

"Have you had a bad day this afternoon?"

Shang Shanxing originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Lin Mosheng about this matter, but he didn't expect Lin Mosheng to take the initiative to talk about it.

He flattered, "Mr. Lin predicts things like a god."

Lin Mosheng thought for a while, then stood up, "Let's go."

"Sir, what is this?"

Lin Mosheng said to himself, "Even if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. Not everyone can beat my Lin Mosheng's dog."

Looking at the back of Lin Mosheng slowly walking out of the courtyard.

Yuki Ueyama's complexion changed in two ways.

His fingers trembled, wanting to touch the gun at his waist.

In the end, he chased after him, bowed and said, "It's my honor to be a grown-up dog."

Lin Mosheng stopped, looked at Shang Shanxing, and trained the dog, not only to let him know who was holding the big stick, but also to let him know that as long as he was behind it, it could bite its prey to its heart's content.

In this way, the dog's mouth will always face the outside, not the owner.

(End of this chapter)