The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 335 The decisive battle with Japan ([-])

"Hiss...this person is no longer invincible!"

The rising sun brings not warmth, but bursts of bone-chilling chill.

Under the morning sun, looking at the figure coming step by step, the weak of heart still has the slightest fighting spirit. He retreats and flees. He is frightened at the sight, loses consciousness at the sight, and dies at the sound.

This man just seems to have infinite magic power.

Chen Zhuo glanced around and saw several figures who were neither in a hurry to take action nor to avoid them. He paused to confirm. There were corpses lying on the ground behind him, all with no energy at all.

He looked around and said with an indifferent expression: "Everyone, who comes first?"

Crisp, direct, and domineering.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at each other in shock.

Is this person really invincible?

"Sure enough, the opponents I have encountered in my life, including fists, palms, legs, claws, swords, guns, swords and halberds, and eighteen kinds of weapons, have all been killed by my sword. Only a strong opponent like you who cultivates the spiritual way is the rarest. It is really an unprecedented first." It was an eye-opener for me.”

There was a long roar, and an old man with white hair jumped down from a building hundreds of meters high. He quickly disappeared without a trace, and he was already in front of everyone.

It looks like a figure is in front, but there is a flying sword that descends from the sky first, like a meteor triggering electricity, the sword body hangs down and points straight down, but then stops a few inches from the ground, and does not fall in the air.

The old man's figure stabilized, one foot stood on the hilt of the sword, he was not disturbed by the dust, his white clothes were silent, and he was astonishing.

Chen Zhuo asked, "May I ask how to address it?"

Some people retreated timidly and sneered: "Boy, you see clearly, this is the world's recognized invincible swordsman Lian Bin in the world of martial arts, you..."

While the man was speaking, Lian Bin suddenly swung his clothes, and a fierce sword intent came out of his body. Suddenly the sky and the earth disappeared, the sun faded, and the speaker fell to the ground vomiting blood.

With the tip of the sword on the ground, Lian Bin stood proudly on the hilt of the sword, his eyes focused, and his tone was indifferent: "There is no one who is eternally invincible in this world, let alone invincible. The invincible is always not the name, but the heart of Dao."

If a person is invincible throughout his life, then he is invincible. However, if a person has suffered many setbacks and made countless defeats in his life, but can face difficulties and endure hardships, and finally reach the top and compete with the invincible people in the world, then does he count? Be invincible?
Nature is invincible.

Because a person can fail countless times, but as long as he can persist until he wins the last time, he will be invincible.

Momentary success or failure cannot judge a lifetime's achievement. Some people only win that one time in their life. Losing does not necessarily mean defeat.

Chen Zhuo smiled in surprise: "So, you want to lose?"

"What's wrong with defeat?" Lian Bin seemed to be tired of joy, and his voice was lukewarm. "Failure is for the purpose of winning. No one in this world is born undefeated, and defeat is the first step to victory. Only in defeat can we win." Let a person clearly see his own shortcomings and flaws, and constantly improve himself, until after repeated efforts, there will be no more flaws... Unfortunately, most people in the world like to win, but they don't like to lose. Such people often fail miserably, and after losing only once, they can't recover."

Lian Bin said this in one breath, shook his head and sighed: "What's even more pity is that they don't know that they are one step closer to being undefeated. Maybe they can win one more time, or win a few more times, and they can reach the top."

Chen Zhuo nodded and remained silent, as if thinking.

Yes, what makes you invincible is never your reputation, or even your martial arts skills, but your heart.

If you are undefeated, you are invincible.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Taught."

After saying that, Chen Zhuo changed the topic and said with a half-smile: "So, how many times have you been defeated?"

Lian Bin's face was still stiff and cold. He met Chen Zhuo's gaze and said calmly: "I haven't even experienced a defeat, so I am eager for a defeat. I hope there are still flaws. Only in this way can I make further progress."

Chen Zhuo was a little moved when he heard this. This is the purest seeker. What he pursues is not invincibility, but flaws. It is really unimaginable that a person who has been invincible for a lifetime would yearn for failure.

He asked, "Do you think you still have something missing?"

Lian Bin said: "Whether there is any shortage, we will know in the first battle!"

"Amitabha!" Suddenly hearing the Buddha's name, Kongwo, dressed in flaming red monk robes, appeared with a sound like a copper bell, "Well said, since this is the case, the poor monk also wants to try to see if there are any flaws that have not yet reached perfection."

The three of them each stood on one side, forming a tripartite force. They paused for a moment, and their qi movements were already clashing.

There was a strong wind on the ground, and thick clouds gathered above the head. The light of the sky that had just risen was blocked by most of it, and thunder and energy gathered in the clouds. For a time, the sky was miserable and the earth was miserable, and the sun and the moon were dim. "Hmph, and I, the White Lotus Sect."

Suddenly a young man walked out of the crowd, his whole body brimming with fire, his energy powerful and powerful, shocking everyone in the world.

The Eastern True Dragon.

"And I."

Fire Cloud Evil God appeared at the same time, staring directly at Chen Zhuo, as if he wanted to avenge his shame.

Hearing the sneers again, two people came out and said with a smile but not a smile: "Hey, hey, why are there so few good things like this? I, Tie Wanhao, and Tie Wulang have met you all in Tie Wanhao and Tie Wulang!"

These two people, one old and one young, are both majestic in stature, with yellow beard and yellow hair, and the old man has a crimson sword on his back, hiding a murderous intent.

The visitor turned out to be a member of the No. [-] gang in Thailand.

At this time, another red-haired man walked out and said, "I, the Yuanshi Sect, am here. Chi You, the master of the Yuanshi Sect, has met you all."

……

Seeing the masters appear one after another, Chen Zhuo just smiled slightly, turned his gaze, passed through the crowd, and looked at the Buddhist soldier, Wanhua Golden Dragon.

As his eyes fell, the Buddhist soldiers trembled for no reason. During the tit-for-tat confrontation, bursts of Buddhist chants suddenly rose from the sky and the earth. The Buddhist soldiers retreated in the air and pointed directly at the sky. A ray of bright Buddha light suddenly reached the sky. , struck into the thundercloud, the golden light shot straight into the sky, it was indeed a magical weapon.

Only then did everyone realize it, and they looked around in shock, and saw the Buddhist soldier spinning around in the air, turning into a ray of golden light, and falling into a big open hand.

At the end of the field of vision, there was someone holding the air with one hand, leading the Buddhist soldiers. His whole body was filled with Buddha's light and brilliance.

The man was obviously just an ordinary-looking green-faced man, but in everyone's eyes, the golden light gathered and flowed, and what they saw in their eyes had turned into an old monk in white robes.

"Poor Monk Bodhidharma!"

There is another person beside the man, wearing a suit and leather shoes, walking side by side.

Looking at Si Siwenwen, what he said was shocking.

"The poor king Chongyang!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was completely in an uproar now and retreated like water.

Feeling the terrifying oppression in the field, the knowledgeable people retreated in fear.

Chen Zhuo glanced at the other party, and there was no mistake. The invisible and huge crisis originated from these two people.

It seems that this is the trump card of the consciousness of heaven and earth here.

Thousands of years ago, the world was invincible. The two religions of Buddhism and Taoism were the most powerful. Even though the physical body did not exist, they should not be underestimated.

No, or in other words, these two people are not the two people who were thousands of years ago, but part of that consciousness, which separated everything about these two people and merged them into these two bodies, in a delusional attempt to reshape the two extremes, Fight him.

Chen Zhuo's breath sank, his eyes flickered, and he said casually: "I wonder how much success I can regain in the past?"

As he spoke, the world and everything around him began to change.

All the buildings were gone, replaced by desert sand and dust.

Another illusion created by Chen Zhuo.

Those who were still in the dark, thinking of taking advantage of the opportunity, were shocked to realize that the world had changed before their eyes. A wave of scalding heat had hit, and the scorching sun hung high above their heads. They were trapped in a desperate situation in the world.

Chen Zhuo spread his hands, walked forward, and said the last words: "Everyone, can you let me have fun?"

(End of this chapter)