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Chapter 94 Shakyamuni throws elephants, silent thunder sounds

Bang! ! !
The air between Su Hanshan and Leng Youming seemed to be slightly distorted, and the scenery seemed a bit blurry.

When the shadow penetrated this area, it didn't look like a person, but like a spear shot out and hit Leng Youming.

At the critical moment, Leng Youming blocked the palm with his arms.

However, his hasty response was not strong enough. Not only did his mouth bleed, but the skill in his arm was almost scattered by Su Hanshan's palm. His whole body also shook and flew backwards several feet.

The two figures flew off the ground at the same time, only an arm's length away from Su Hanshan.

At this moment, Leng Youming was like a prey bitten by a wild beast, unable to escape.

Just when his back was about to hit a tree, he kicked his right heel back as if there were eyes in the back of his head.

The tree trunk as thick as the wine jar was broken by his kick, which also provided him with a reaction force, making him slow down.

The broken part of the tree trunk folded back, but the entire crown of the tree tilted forward and pressed down.

Leng Youming tilted his neck, and the tree trunk hit his left shoulder, while the branches of the tree crown pressed down on Su Hanshan.

Su Hanshan hurriedly turned around to avoid those random branches, moved to the side, and used his palm again.

However, in this gap, Leng Youming exhaled loudly, placed his feet on the ground, and his figure suddenly expanded.

He was originally tall and thin, but was actually about the same height as Su Hanshan.

Now he is suddenly more than a head taller than Su Hanshan.

The shoulders, neck, chest, waist and abdomen, limbs, Leng Youming's thin body had obvious muscles swelled.

Just because of the changes in height and muscles, the broken tree on his shoulder was lifted into the air.

The fist, the size of a vinegar bowl, flew out as fast as thunder and collided with Su Hanshan's palm.

When Su Hanshan released his palm, the magic in the air was circulating, and the surrounding air was almost integrated with himself, working together to exert force, so the force of his palm was thick and surging, like a stormy sea.

But when this fist hit him, all the airflows under his control within a foot around him were shaken into chaos.

Su Hanshan's figure suddenly became thin, and he took four or five steps back, digging a hole under his feet. He swept the sleeve of his left hand to his side, regained his breath, waved his palm, and blocked Leng Youming's second punch.

Bang!Bang!Bang! !

The two clashed violently, with one descending to the mortal world like a powerful warrior, and the air around the other gathering and dispersing like wild waves. Both of them forcibly restrained the tendency to retreat and faced each other head-on.

In fact, it wasn't that Su Hanshan didn't want to use the exquisite moves of You Dou, but after the opponent's size expanded, his pace and wingspan were much larger.

Moreover, the already inflated arm can actually be temporarily extended by several inches when it is swung out.

So when Su Hanshan wanted to use some subtle changes, the opponent only had to turn sideways and sweep his arms to make up for all the flaws.

Instead, head-on fighting is the most efficient strategy.

This was Leng Youming's countermeasure.

There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures: When Sakyamuni was the prince, he was out of the city one day. An elephant blocked the way. The prince carried the elephant by its feet and threw it high into the sky. Three days later, the elephant fell to the ground and hit the ground to form a deep ditch. This is called throwing. Elephant ditch.

It was originally just a fable, used to praise the incredible power of Buddhism and extremely exaggerate the power of Buddha.

However, some Buddhist masters, after creating a martial art of throwing objects with great force, deliberately tried to figure out the Buddhist scriptures, so that the temperament of the moves was close to the charm of various movements in the Buddhist scriptures, and they directly named it "Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Kung Fu".

And few people know that the most mysterious thing about this set of martial arts is not actually the strength, but the changes in body shape.

In the fable, it is said that "the prince carries the elephant's feet", which means that if a person wants to lift the elephant upside down, then the person's stature must be taller than the elephant.

After the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Skill has been mastered to a great extent, if you can also use the Big Vedas to practice your hands, the Shadow-like Legs to practice your legs, and the Sick Vimalakirti Kung Fu to practice your trunk.

With one main character and three auxiliary skills, the four special skills can be combined into one to temporarily increase the body shape by more than a foot during battle.

Leng Youming knew in his heart that he had lost the opportunity because of his distraction at that moment. If he tried to compete with each other again, he would definitely fall behind and die.

Only by dragging the young man into a tough situation with his skyrocketing physique, can he make up for his previous mistakes as much as possible.

But just as the two of them were fighting, Xiang Xiang Wu Chang was already dead over there, and Zhang Shuwei and Li Chaoyang rushed here immediately.

Zhang Shuwei, who was still forty steps away, had already waved his hands and shot out two waves of silver needles.

Judge Right, who came from the other side, had just emerged from the forest when he encountered the first wave of silver needles coming towards him and hurriedly dodged.

The second wave of silver needles hit Leng Youming's back.

No one would have thought that the tallest and most conspicuous figure in the woods would suddenly shrink when the silver needle flew out.

He became more than a foot shorter than his previous skinny appearance, and looked like a child of about thirteen or fourteen years old.Back and forth, there is a drop of more than two feet.

Those silver needles flew directly over Leng Youming's head and shot at Su Hanshan instead, forcing him to step back and grab with both hands.

At this time, Li Chaoyang cut through the wind with his sword and killed Leng Youming behind him.

Leng Youming bent down slightly and kicked Li Chaoyang's sword-holding wrist with a kick like a white horse's bright hooves. The Tianzong Sword flew away from his hand. His other kick had already kicked Li Chaoyang's waist and kicked him away.

He attacked with his back to Li Chaoyang. When he bent down, his eyes did not leave Su Hanshan.

His key point was indeed correct, because in the blink of an eye, Su Hanshan had knocked back all the silver needles in his hand.

With the presence of Cuijun Shen, Su Hanshan is not afraid of directly grabbing the tip of the needle with both hands, as long as the silver needle does not touch other parts of the body, so he can deal with this kind of silver needle extremely quickly.

Leng Youming swept his sleeves, and all the silver needles hit the sleeves. Although they penetrated the fabric, they did not touch his skin. At the same time, he pushed his palms flat to meet Su Hanshan's palms.

Boom! ! ! !

The four palms faced each other, the sound was extremely dull, and a three-inch-high wave of soil turned up on the ground and spread to the surroundings.

This time Su Hanshan was not shaken back.

When he moved his palm, he used the transformation of three yin and three yang, first with strange and soft power, and then with vast and long strength.

It was this move that broke Wang Hu Tower's Catkin Wind Palm.

Now that he has used it again, both in terms of the fierceness of the power and the quickness of the connection, it is much more tyrannical than before.

Although Leng Youming was able to withstand this change in yin and yang palm power, when the opponent's palm was handed over by the continuous internal power, he had to use his internal power to connect.

The Ten Masters are proficient in a variety of Shaolin stunts, each with different skills and characteristics. They can instantly switch between several skills on the palm of their hand to knock the opponent away.

Who would have known that this young man actually had a variety of rotating skills within his body.

Su Hanshan wasn't skilled enough in switching, and as he kept entangled, some of Leng Youming's skills inevitably took advantage of him, causing slight pain in his internal organs and bleeding from his mouth.

But using this method in exchange for a short deadlock is definitely worth it.

"Let me go!!"

Leng Youming shook his arms continuously and exerted force, and shouted angrily. He had an ominous premonition in his heart, and suddenly felt a numbness on his back.

Li Chaoyang could see clearly from behind him that at that moment, more than 30 silver needles were driven into Leng Youming's back.

Zhang Shuwei saw that those silver needles could only penetrate a little, but Leng Youming still didn't fall. Shocked, he waved his hand twice more.

As a result, the shrunken Ten Jue Scholar had more than a hundred silver needles on his back, and more than a dozen needles on the back of his head, like a shining silver hedgehog.

Leng Youming trembled all over and opened his mouth.

Su Hanshan immediately felt that the opponent's power was sluggish, and his own internal force rushed in, destroying the meridians in his arms and reaching his heart.

At the last moment, Leng Youming's eyes seemed to flash with countless complicated expressions, and he suddenly opened his mouth and screamed to the sky.

He made a roaring gesture, but no one heard any sound.

Li Chaoyang felt confused and half-knelt on the ground.

Zhang Shuwei's hands shook, and a large number of silver needles fell on the ground. He returned his hand to touch his chest, feeling stuffy and nauseous, and stars in his eyes.

Even the right judge, who saw that something was not going well and quickly retreated, staggered in the forest at this time, with blood dripping from his ears.

In the woods late at night, snakes, insects, rats, ants, burrowing rabbits, and various birds in their nests were all frightened by this silent roar, and they rolled and struggled, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Su Hanshan was the closest. At this moment, he felt like he was struck by a silent thunder, and his whole body was in severe pain.

"You die for me!!"

The severe pain made him furious. He let out a scream, swung his arms, passed through with two palms, and slapped Leng Youming's chest hard.

Two bloody palm prints burst out from Leng Youming's back, flew out more than ten feet away, hit the ground, rolled around a few times, and suddenly turned over and stood up.

Su Hanshan pressed his head with two palms, squeezed his twitching temples with both hands, gritted his teeth, and stared hard at Leng Youming's face.

What he saw in his eyes now was absurd. Leng Youming was kneaded and stretched like a colorful dough. The surrounding woods, soil, and moonlight were all mixed together in a mess, shaking and intertwined, making people want to vomit.

In fact, after Leng Youming stood up, his limbs did not move. Only his cheeks twitched. He glanced at the direction in which the right judge fled, and then glanced at the three enemies. Then his neck froze. After a few breaths, He fell straight down.

(End of this chapter)