Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 228
Duan Silie had already gripped a big gun tightly in his hand, while the monk opposite him had regained the iron Buddha beads, which were the weapons of choice for both sides.

However, the two did not immediately fight together, but stared at each other.

The rising aura of the two made the people around feel oppressed, and many soldiers subconsciously stepped back for more distance, so the military officer was closer to the front.

A gust of cold wind brought up a fallen leaf in the courtyard and flew between the two of them.

At this moment, the monk was still holding the Buddhist beads, but Duan Silie moved in an instant.

Duan Silie's figure changed from stillness to movement, and the air flow brought out by his figure blew away the dead branches and fallen leaves around him. He took more than ten steps in an instant before he stabbed out the spear.

"Alas."

The monk opened his eyes wide in an instant, and his eyes were full of spirits, good work!
There was a vague breath on the iron Buddha bead in his hand, and he swung it forward at the moment when the spear tip approached.

"When~~"

The iron Buddha beads collided with the tip of the spear, and the erupting sound was exaggerated, just like the long ringing of a temple bell, and the duel between the two sides officially started at this moment.

The tip of the gun was blocked but the iron Buddha beads were also knocked away.

At the same moment, Duan Silie used his strength to turn around, and the next moment he covered the spear with his body, he turned back to his carbine and attacked the monk's wide-open middle door.

The monk also had to leave his spot to avoid it.

However, Duan Silie kicked the spear with his right leg fiercely at this moment, causing the long spear that had been stabbing straight to turn into a sweep, and hit the monk with a whistling sound.

The barrel of the gun has an exaggerated arc, and the glimmering light at the tip of the gun brings the trajectory of death even more.

This kind of terrifying strength and offensive, even the monk who is already a congenital master can't dare to take it, so he can only retreat again and again.

Duan Silie knew that his skill was not as good as his opponent's, so he launched a stormy attack in a split second. He wanted to use a fierce attack to break down the monk's immovability.

At this moment, Duan Silie took advantage of the momentum, and immediately put his other hand on the barrel of the spear when it swung back and forth, but it did not counteract the force, but his body turned along with the barrel of the spear, and his feet continued to add force.

Duan Silie's body turned rapidly, and he chased after the monk with a long spear, and a tornado whizzed out from the combination of the man and the spear.

"Woo~" "Woo~" "Woo~".
The surrounding withered grass, fallen leaves and even the remnant snow were swept up by the gust of wind brought by Duan Silie, and the movement brought by each of his guns seemed to really turn into a tornado.

The majesty of the marksmanship and the terror of power and influence shocked all the spectators.

This is hardly like a battle between mortals!
"This" "Is General Duan also an innate warrior?"

"How can such a power be achieved by manpower?"

"Then how can the monk stop it?"

Not to mention other military officers, even the old governor Zou Jie was shocked. He has been in command of the army for decades, and he has never slackened in martial arts, and he has seen all kinds of rising stars and martial artists.

But in terms of moves, he has almost never seen Duan Silie's level of power.

In the face of such a tornado attack, the figure of the opponent's general was almost blurred, and the monk kept retreating rapidly with the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Everything was just a short-term battle. Everyone thought that Duan Silie had the upper hand, but the monk was on the contrary full of fighting spirit. Such an opponent is worth fighting.

There was a corner behind, but the monk moved at this moment.

"drink--"

After a loud shout, his feet suddenly stomped and exerted force.

"boom--"

The bluestone bricks under his feet were crushed directly, and two large bricks were stepped up, and Duan Silie ignored the gun and came over, intending to break the bluestone and the people behind him.

"Boom~" "Boom~"

Before the bluestone collided with the spear, it was shattered by the monk's palms.

At this moment, countless broken stones turned into sharp arrows and shot at the tornado that was close at hand.

"when" "when" "when" "when".
The spear was like an extension of Duan Silie's arm, and it smashed countless flying stones in an instant, but the tornado also broke.

The monk rushed forward in an instant, the iron Buddha beads in his hands turned into afterimages, and the defense turned into an offensive.

Duan Silie's pupils constricted, as if he saw a monk rushing towards him holding Buddhist rituals among the rubble and dust, surrounded by Buddhist beads like afterimages, but these beads are not compassionate, but touch them and they will break you.

Not daring to take it hard at all, Duan Silie backed away quickly, and with a vigorous spear point he picked it up on the ground, and a large stone slab tumbled up.

"boom--"

The stone slab exploded in an instant, and the broken stones flew into the air. The Buddhist monk danced around with Buddhist beads, and Duan Silie spun his flower stick.

As for the soldiers farther around, they could only see two blurred figures colliding and fighting quickly.

Every time the metal and iron strike the sound is like a Hong Zhong, many soldiers even need to cover their ears
This is a duel that none of the people present could have imagined before the competition. The martial arts of both sides have surpassed common sense!

Almost all the soldiers watching the battle had retreated outside the courtyard. Many of them only dared to lie on the wall to watch, and they had to shrink back from time to time.

The military officers insisted on standing in the courtyard, and if they retreated, they would also withdraw. This was the dignity they insisted on.

A military officer suddenly shouted.

"Be careful--"

Then the several military officers around him quickly backed away, and the next moment, cracks of dust flew nearby.

"Bang~" sounded.

A long spear flew over, the body of the gun was almost half submerged in the ground, and the bluestone slab that bore the brunt was already shattered like a spider's web.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho"

Duan Silie's panting sound was like a broken bellows. At this moment, the energy was released, and his whole body was sweating like rain. His hands trembled slightly. He stood there and looked at the monk opposite.

The monk clasped his hands together, held the iron Buddha beads on top of the Buddhist ceremony, and bowed to Duan Silie in salute.

Even in Nanyan Wulin for so many years, there have never been such smooth battles, not to mention that he is now in the innate realm.

"My Buddha is merciful, the general is merciful, given time, maybe the general will have the opportunity to reach the innate realm!"

Duan Silie's martial arts is definitely high enough, but the monk is also aware of the difficulties of the innate realm, so even the general in front of him, he only dares to say that he has a chance, but he has already surpassed tens of millions of people!

Duan Silie tried his best to calm his breath, he had tried everything, he didn't want to win, but he still couldn't force the opponent to use his full strength.

"Duan played extremely smoothly, with a total of 72 moves, and he has done his best! It's a pity that the master can't use his full strength."

The monk hasn't used his full strength yet?
Zou Jie and the other military officers looked in disbelief. If there were no monks here, no one would believe Duan Silie's state just now if he said he was a natural warrior.

The monk has a calm face, if he met Duan Silie back then, how wonderful it would be.
It's just that this thought seems so peaceful at this moment.

"General Duan doesn't need to blame himself, the poor monk is already grateful, so let's fulfill the agreement."

"But I think the master hasn't enjoyed himself to the fullest—"

The monk's words were interrupted by a voice that suddenly appeared.

The sound seemed to come from afar, with echoes in the monastery, people around subconsciously looked around, and the monk's eyes burst out!
This sound transmission represents powerful control, and unfathomable internal force, and it is even very likely that it is innate qi!

"Why don't you let me have a good fight with Master?"

This sentence is already close.

Everyone, including Duan Silie and Unabled Monk, looked at the entrance of the temple gate, and a figure had appeared here at some time.

Maybe it was because they were all attracted to the duel, or maybe some soldiers were negligent in their duties, but no one noticed and no one reported before this.

This person was dressed in a cloud-patterned robe, with a blue ribbon on his head, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. He looked ageless, but it was difficult to tell his age in the rich and powerful. He walked into this temple that was more like a camp, but there was no sign of waves.

"Senior Dragon—"

Duan Silie's unbelievably excited voice made many people around him understand the identity of the visitor!

Yi Shuyuan entered the monastery as a flying dragon, with a wave of martial arts in his chest. He was also very happy to see the helpless monk at this moment, and he felt a sense of pride.

Yi Shuyuan just walked into the courtyard, first nodded to Duan Silie, and then only the monk holding the iron Buddha beads remained in his eyes, and bowed his hands.

"It's better to bump into the sun than to choose a day, and it's better to meet by chance than to meet again. My humble dragon is flying, and I'm here today to send Grandmaster a defeat!"

The voice is calm, the tone is indifferent, as if what is said is the truth, it is also a kind of extreme conceit and arrogance!
Can't help the monk's eyes ignited the enthusiasm of martial arts, and his calm voice was filled with infinite emotion and expectation.

"My Buddha is merciful, Dayong is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, thank you senior for being willing to show up and teach me!"

There is no doubt that the comer is a martial artist in the innate realm.

There is no doubt that compared with the monk himself, the other party must have already been in the innate realm, and there is nothing wrong with saying "senior".

"You've lost some of your true energy, and I won't take advantage of you, so let's decide the winner within thirty moves!"

Yi Shuyuan's voice is still calm, but the fighting spirit has already permeated wantonly, how happy it is to be able to compete with the innate masters!

"Senior, please light up your weapons!"

The monk didn't talk nonsense, the momentum changed in an instant, from the compassionate Buddha to the angry-eyed Vajra, murderous all at once!
Duan Silie was shocked, and quickly ran to the edge of the compound, and the surrounding military officers also retreated.

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"Just use the palm of your hand, the master doesn't need to worry about it."

The monk nodded with a smile, he didn't feel that the other party was insulting at all, and at this moment, his whole body was already boiling with true energy.

"Bang~"

The bluestone slab was directly crushed, and the monk shot without warning, attacking Yi Shuyuan who was close at hand, the Buddhist beads in his hand roared, and his palms looked like afterimages.

Yi Shuyuan swept his long sleeves, caught the beads with his cuffs and rolled them up, then rolled them up, and then greeted him with his left hand.

The body movements of the two sides in the fight kept flickering, and their figures seemed to change positions, moving around in the courtyard, but the beads and cuffs were always entangled, and one left hand and the other right hand staggered rapidly.

Outsiders watched with sore eyes but did not want to miss any moment. It seemed that the two were fighting inextricably.

"Who has the upper hand?" "I don't know, the Dragon Warrior won't lose, right?"

"General Duan, what do you think?"

Zou Jie couldn't help asking, the difference in martial arts between them was too big, maybe only Duan Silie could see it clearly.

Duan Silie shook his head slightly.

"Only Master Can't is attacking, Senior Long doesn't seem to have made a move yet."

This hasn't been shot yet?
Compared to Duan Silie, the monk of course also understood the situation, he used his innate qi to stab Yi Shuyuan's middle door with his palm, but when he saw the cuff floating towards him, his qi exploded and turned into a fist, arousing the aura around him.

"boom--"

The vigor of the punch set off an invisible wave of air, which also caused the surrounding dead branches and leaves to carry dust.
The two sides separated briefly, but the monk immediately rushed to Yi Shuyuan, and the latter leaped lightly like a weightless feather and floated backwards.

Yi Shuyuan floated like a fairy without using any immortal method, and his feet never landed.
"Innate zhenqi is unparalleled in power and power, and it makes people realize all kinds of subtleties in martial arts. The magic of martial arts is in the tricks? In the power? In the power? Or in the heart?"

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan still had the strength to speak, and his tone was still calm.

However, the monk's feet turned into afterimages, but he still couldn't get close to Yi Shuyuan with his thrusting fists and palms. Instead, it seemed that his fist strength was pushing the opponent to float backward.

Although this strange state can't shake both sides of the competition, the people watching the battle can't help but be dumbfounded!

"Maybe it's all there, or maybe it's not enough!"

Snow fell in the sky unknowingly, and the snowflakes fell, and everyone seemed to be able to vaguely see some clues.

The snow whirled and scattered between the two of them, forming vigorous trajectories, and the dragon hero seemed to be stepping on a ripple all the time.

"When you are still in the sky, when you are in the right place, when you are in the relationship between the people and the heaven and the earth!"

"Bang~"

The monk's true energy exploded, turning his punches into stabs, and he even accelerated forward in an instant, even breaking through the flow of energy formed by his own energy, and approached Yi Shuyuan in an instant.

The hands of the two sides touched again, and fists and palms clashed several times in an instant, but in the monk's feeling, it was the first time that there was a sense of physical contact, and the next few times they couldn't touch anyone at all.

In the next moment, his arm was cold, as if a snake was passing by, and his chest was answered with a palm.

When this palm fell, the snowflakes in the sky were scattered in an instant.

"boom--"

The monk was like a prawn, bowed and flew out backwards, but Yi Shuyuan, who was like a ghost, followed behind.

But at this moment, the monk's eyes flashed, and he finally took the initiative to attack!
At the same moment, the Buddhist beads in the monk's palm exploded under the violent opening of his arms, and the iron Buddhist beads turned into deadly flying stars, all in front of him.

"whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh".
But obviously this kind of move can't help Yi Shuyuan, and the monk himself knows this, so it's just to seal the road.

After the false move, he had already stepped on the ground with both feet, and took advantage of the plow marks on the ground to move forward again. His fists were at the top angle, one punch to the abdomen, and the other to face the door.

It's just that Yi Shuyuan's body turned around, and he avoided the flying beads like a fish swimming among the iron beads, and even passed by with his fists.

In the feeling of the monk, it seemed as if the other party was dragging Feng Xue to the side, or more precisely, as if he was one with Feng Xue and was pushed to the side by his vigor and fists.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom".
At this moment, on the ground and at the base of some surrounding walls, the place hit by the iron Buddha beads seemed to be hit by a shell, and the sound shook the sky, and the spectators were even more frightened and ran away.

"Kungfu has reached the realm above the innate, and it is no longer just fist and foot moves. It can be like rushing thunder, or like wind and clouds. It may not be strong to open a stele and crack a stone. It is the way to break the formation with flowers."

Yi Shuyuan's voice seemed to be in his ears, but the monk turned around a few times but couldn't see the other party clearly. Even he couldn't keep up with the movement, as if there were several afterimages around him.

"drink--"

The figure of the monk turned into a blur. Since he couldn't see clearly, he had to rely on his feeling.

In an instant, the two sides fought fiercely again, this time it was obviously more forceful, not a single piece of bluestone was intact under their feet, and the sound of flying sand and stones was like thunder.

"Using true energy to lead the momentum, the masters who have defeated people in martial arts can even kill monsters and ghosts!"

Amidst the words, Long Feiyang in front of the monk seemed to become clear, all his true energy was desperate, he held the one-handed Buddhist ceremony on his chest for a moment, and cut his palm out!

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan really became clear in front of the monk, and greeted him with a palm without dodging or hiding.

"No. 30 moves!"

"boom--"

The moment the palms intersected, there was a muffled thunder in the courtyard.

The next moment, the wind and snow filled the sky with dust and gravel.
"boom--"

(End of this chapter)