The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 43 Waiting for Me to Kill You

On the martial arts arena.

The disciples of "Hui" from Jue Chan Temple entered the stage one by one, and were carried down one by one.

The monks in Lingfa Temple gradually became dull and numb from initial surprise and ecstasy, which was completely natural.

Almost all the disciples of Lingfa Temple stared blankly at the lay disciple named "Fang Shiyu", as if they were looking at an incomprehensible monster.

A single Huiming will increase the pressure on many disciples of Lingfa Temple.Then Hui Wu, Hui Zhen and other disciples who appeared on the stage should have more advanced martial arts.

But in the fight with Fang Shiyu, each of them was weak and vulnerable, and at most it took only three or five moves to kill them.

It would be fine if Fang Shiyu used "Wuxiang Jiezhi", "Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Hand" and other high-level martial arts, but he also used "Vajra Fist".

Although Vajra Fist comes from Lingfa Temple, it can only be regarded as a basic boxing manual.

The boxing moves recorded above are quite simple, and ordinary monks can do both.It even spread to the Jianghu, many heroes of the Jianghu will be ordinary and unremarkable.

But in Fang Shiyu's hands, he really has the power of King Kong to subdue demons.

A simple punch, as if King Kong descended into the world, and Wei Tuo subdued the demons. It was fierce and unstoppable.

"In Wujuu Zen Temple, is there any senior brother who asks for advice?"

Lian Chengyu clasped his palms together and smiled slightly, a sense of tranquility and Zen emerged spontaneously.

The middle-aged monk with the Buddhist beads on his neck had a gloomy expression, as if dripping water.

If it wasn't for the withered eminent monk standing beside him, I'm afraid he would go on stage in person and teach Lian Chengyu a lesson.

The middle-aged monk turned his head again, looked at the disciples of the "Hui" generation who were lying on the ground with broken tendons and bones behind him, and frowned even tighter.Just as he was about to say something, he saw a young monk take two steps forward.

"You want to do it yourself?"

The middle-aged monk's voice was very low, and the only people who could hear him were the people from Juechan Temple.

"This Fang Shiyu is weird, I want to test it myself." The young monk nodded.

This monk was quite handsome, with an evil spirit faintly revealing between his brows.

The middle-aged monk hesitated to speak, but seemed a little afraid of the young monk, and finally let the young monk step into the martial arts arena.

The handsome monk had already walked in front of Lian Chengyu, clasped his hands together: "Little monk Huikong, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Fang."

"Junior Brother Huikong, please." Lian Chengyu sensed a hint of threat from Huikong, put away his underestimation, and saluted with palms together.

Huikong put on an air of "Chan Wuquan", which is one of Jue Chan Temple's signature martial arts, and every move has a sense of Zen that makes people feel calm and peaceful.

Although the previous disciples of the Hui generation all used "Zen Wuquan", they all only comprehended the word "Wu" and could not integrate the artistic conception of "Zen" into boxing.

Compared with this Huikong, it is far worse.

Lian Chengyu also put on the air of "Vajra Fist", like a Vajra descending a demon, an invisible pressure immediately enveloped Huikong.

"Brother Fang, be careful."

After finishing these six words, Hui Kong had already attacked Lian Chengyu.

His boxing techniques are fierce and steady, but also have an ethereal meaning, ethereal and unpredictable.

Lian Chengyu didn't move, and punched out, still using the "Vajra Fist".

bang bang bang! !The two punched back and forth, and in an instant they had exchanged more than ten moves, which dazzled the disciples of the Lingfa Temple.

Speaking of which, this Huineng was the only one who could survive ten strokes in Lian Chengyu's hands after Lian Chengyu came on the field.

Of course, Huikong's Zen Wuquan is indeed quite successful, but he is still far from defeating Lianchengyu.

"Hey, this guy wants to test my strengths and weaknesses, why don't I want to try his depths."

Lian Chengyu still uses the Vajra Fist, and has no other methods.

He could see that this Huikong had shown off his flaws several times, as long as he could use a move that was completely different from the Vajra Fist, he would be able to defeat him.But the more this is the case, the more it can be seen that this guy has evil intentions.

Lian Chengyu's body stood still, like a mountain, but her fists kept swinging out, faster and harder.

He also wanted to force Hui Kong to follow him.

"These two tricks..."

As the two fought against each other, Lian Chengyu saw that Huikong had used two moves that were completely different from Chanwuquan.

Although these two moves were only used to link up the Chan Wuquan moves, they disappeared in a flash, but they were still caught by Lian Chengyu.

It's a pity that these two moves disappeared too quickly, and Lian Chengyu has only passed through more than two months at most. Even the Zen Wuquan was told to him by the young monk, and he really didn't recognize the specific origin of the move.

Although he can't recognize it.

But there is also a laughing Buddha next to him.

"This monk's martial arts..."

Laughing Buddha's eyesight was also extraordinary, his face changed suddenly.But soon he calmed down and watched the duel between the two carefully.

It's a pity that Huikong didn't use similar moves next.

As time went by, Lian Chengyu became more and more familiar with Vajra Fist, and her understanding deepened.

Although the movements of Vajra Fist are simple, the intention is quite high, and there is a hint of ingenuity, a back-to-basics artistic conception.

So, he tried to figure out this set of boxing techniques more carefully.

Lian Chengyu has long understood a truth, whether it is magic skills or magic weapons.Even though it is powerful, it still needs people to use it.

Xiao Feng's Taizu Long Fist set can make the world's masters bow their heads.

Some people can't become the god of the sword even if they have a magic sword in their hands.

Lian Chengyu yelled loudly, and threw out both fists, that masculine and mighty, King Kong-like aura became more and more intense.

Huikong only felt that under the power of the fist, it was really unstoppable.

Hui Kong also let out a shout, flipped his palms, spread his energy, and came up to meet him.

boom!boom!
Two muffled sounds, almost simultaneously.

The fists and palms clash together, really powerful and irresistible.Accompanied by the turbulent fist power explosion, the power surged up, making Huikong like a small boat in the stormy sea, pushed back four or five steps involuntarily before stopping.

"Senior brother Huikong, accept it."

Lian Chengyu clasped his fists together, and in his palm, there was an extra silver needle.

Huikong looked cold and didn't reply.

In fact, his lungs have been injured, as long as he opens his mouth, blood may spurt out.

He winked at the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk understood, and immediately waved his sleeves and said: "Hmph, your Lingfa Temple simply doesn't understand the rules, and let a lay disciple appear on the stage. It's hard to say whether this so-called 'Fang Shiyu' is from your Lingfa Temple. You should move out of Buddha's Hand Peak as soon as possible, and give up the position of Zen Buddhism in the world." After saying that, he took a group of disciples and left in despair.

And when Huikong stepped into the martial arts arena, he took a deep look at Lianchengyu.

Lian Chengyu smiled back, the cold silver needle was still in his palm, which almost hit his heart earlier.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he seemed to say something silently.

"Wait until I kill you."

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