I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

In the living room of Renyi Villa, all the heroes gathered together.

When Ding Xiu and Li Jianshi arrived, just as the Heroes' Banquet was being held, Li Jianshi couldn't help being startled when he saw such a person from the world. He couldn't help but subconsciously stretched out his hand to tug on Ding Xiu's sleeve and asked: "Who are they and what are they doing here?"

Ding Xiu Xun Sheng looked forward. Wherever he looked, he could see hundreds of heroes in the huge living room. With just one glance, he saw a few "acquaintances" who were not acquaintances.

"Hmm~~~~"

"That young medicine boy, if nothing else, must be Mei Er; and that bald donkey, I must be Xinhai; and the famous jade-faced Yaoqin swordsman Xu Ruoyu is really destined!"

Thinking of this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but have a smile on his face, and then responded to Li Jianshi: "They are just a group of people chasing fame and fortune. After traveling for so long, Shi'er, I will take you to have a big dinner. "As he spoke, he already walked towards the living room.

"wait for me!"

Upon hearing this, little girl Li Jianshi quickly followed Ding Xiu. I saw Ding Xiu striding forward, crossing the many guest tables on the periphery, and walking straight towards the seven tables in the middle.

Ding Xiu carefully selected a table at random and sat down at the bottom. He saw a disgusting man in his thirties sitting at the top. He was wearing a green cloth monk's robe. He looked majestic, unsmiling and held his chest out. Sitting with his hands hanging on his knees, he seemed to have never moved his chopsticks. Although his eyes were looking straight ahead, it was as if he had never seen someone sitting opposite him.

After Li Jianshi sat down, he saw a monk who was a monk at the table. Considering that his mother had also fasted and chanted Buddha's name, she subconsciously raised her head and smiled at him. Who would have thought that the monk would actually ignore him.

"Could this bald donkey be mute?"

Seeing this, Ding Xiu shook his head slightly, took the wine bottle on the table, and poured himself a glass of wine. However, he never thought that at this moment, the monk in green suddenly said in a deep voice: "If you want to drink, don't sit here. "On the table."

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but be stunned, and then he realized it and said with a smile: "Are you talking to me? It turns out you are not mute!"

"Amitabha."

Seeing this, the monk in green clothes quickly clasped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name softly: "Not speaking does not mean that the poor monk is mute. What the layman said is too self-righteous."

"what!"

Ding Xiu laughed and said, "What's your background as a monk? A monk can speak so harshly. Aren't you afraid that you will commit a verbal karma and add a third degree of sin?"

The monk said: "The poor monk Tianfa became a monk in Mount Wutai."

Ding Xiu then understood: "So you are the Master of Heavenly Law of Mount Wutai."

The monk casually pointed to the side and said, "Master, I'm not worthy of this. The poor monk is just a monk who quits drinking. He asks the layman to choose another table."

Ding Xiu followed his gaze and saw that the person sitting on the table was a handsome young man. It was none other than his old acquaintance, the jade-faced Yao Qin swordsman Xu Ruoyu.

Sitting on the table next to Xu Ruoyu was a beautiful woman dressed in white snow, Liu Yuru, the beautiful girl from Huashan Mountain.

As for the fourth table, there was a skinny Taoist with a black hairpin, who was the Duanhong Taoist priest of Xuandu Temple in Qingcheng. But he did not have Xu Ruoyu's good luck. On the table next to him, there was a fat and ugly man with cheeks. There is a woman with a sarcoma next to her and a head full of yellow hair like weeds. Anyone who looks at her would never expect that she is Hua Sigu who is known as "Zhuge, the woman with a skillful hand and a blue heart."

There are two tables left. One is a one-eyed beggar with a knotted quail and a pockmarked face. He is Jin Buhuai, the "brave man for justice" of the Beggar Clan. The other is a purple-faced man, Qiao Wu, the lion of Changbai Mountain!

These seven people are all the most prestigious first-class masters in the world in the past ten years, and all of them have extraordinary skills. But since Ding Xiu has already sat down, how can he get up easily? Immediately he sighed softly: "What if I don't want to change tables?"

Master Tianfa said: "That poor monk said that he must not break the precepts even once."

Ding Xiuqi asked: "You want to drink with me?"

"No."

Master Tianfa said: "The poor monk just wants to tell the lay people that the poor monk has been a monk for many years. In addition to Buddhism, he is also proficient in claw skills."

"understood."

Ding Xiu said with a smile: "So the master wants to fight with me? I, Ding, also want to see the master's claw skills!" The moment he finished speaking, he turned his hand and showed an unprecedented majesty. With the force of his palm, the table and stool between the two of them, as well as Li Jianshi's sister-in-law sitting on the stool, were sent directly to the wall two or three feet away.

"what?!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help being surprised. Ding Xiu's display of this skill shows that his martial arts skills are so high that he can be ranked among the best in the world.

Master Tianfa was also surprised, but now the table was overturned. If he backed down, let alone him, even the reputation of Tianlong Temple in Mount Wutai would be completely wiped out. At that moment, he had to stand up and face Ding Xiudao : "The layman has great martial arts skills, and the poor monk admires them greatly. This is a set of dragon-claw hands learned from the Shaolin Temple. I also ask the layman to teach you."

"what!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu stood up immediately and chuckled in response: "Monk has become very talkative now. Just take action. If you can beat me, Ding will change tables obediently!"

"Amitabha, layman Ding, I'm offended!"

Master Tianfa clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Ding Xiu's head with his right hand. The grasp was straight from the wrist to the fingers, and the force was extremely strong.

"What a dragon claw hand, really extraordinary!"

Ding Xiu chuckled lightly, stepped forward slightly, and stepped aside lightly.

Master Tianfa missed his first catch, and then he caught him again. This move was more swift and fierce, but Ding Xiu still only lightly turned to one side and dodged easily.

"hateful!"

Secretly angry in his heart, Master Tianfa grasped for the third time, the fourth time, and the fifth time. In an instant, a monk in green clothes seemed to have turned into a green dragon. The dragon's shadow flew into the sky, and the dragon's claws danced rapidly, wanting to grab it. Ding Xiu was entangled in it, but Ding Xiu's figure was like a ghost. No matter how fierce his attack was, he was completely unable to touch the edge. In this way, there was a rapid and violent attack, and Master Tianfa was so tired that he kicked out of breath. Then he stopped and glared at Ding Xiu: "What kind of skill does a layman have when he dodges like this?"

"Ha! Great monk, you don't have to use this old-fashioned way to provoke me."

Ding Xiu's tone was frivolous and said with a bit of disdain: "However, in order to convince you that you lost, from now on, if I, Ding, take even half a step back, I will lose this competition."

When the heroes present heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned. They were all well-informed and saw that Master Tianfa's dragon claw hand was extremely powerful, so they had to take his move. It was not easy. Although Ding Xiu's martial arts was excellent, But if you want to win, you don't have to fight for a few rounds, attack and defend to avoid, how can you not take half a step back?

Master Tianfa couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Does Master Ding really mean what he said?"

"Of course it's true!"

Ding Xiu replied calmly: "As the old saying goes, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. Although I, Ding, am not a humble gentleman, I still keep my word. Come on, Dash?"

"Amitabha, in that case, please forgive me for offending this poor monk!"

As if being angered by Ding Xiu's words, he heard a loud shout from Master Tianfa: "Take the move!" As soon as he finished speaking, his left hand was already stretched out, and at the same time, his right hand held a strong wind and directed towards Ding Xiu's left shoulder "Quanpen" "Acupoint" was brought to him, hoping to take him down with one blow, or force him to take half a step back, and then win!
However, he never thought that at the moment when Master Tianfa was about to grab Ding Xiu's Que basin point with his claws, Ding Xiu finally made a move. He raised his hand and went straight to the "Tianfa Master" on his left shoulder. "Quepen point" is taken.

In terms of the exquisiteness of his moves, his grab was just an ordinary grappling method, far from being comparable to Master Tianfa's dragon claw hand. However, Ding Xiu was helpless because he was too fast, and he was able to attack first and seize the opportunity in an instant. Take the initiative.

Just when Master Tianfa's fingers were still an inch away from Ding Xiu's shoulder, Ding Xiu's fingers had already grabbed Master Tianfa's "Queben point" first.

UI!
No matter how exquisite Master Tianfa's dragon claw hand is, it is still empty talk if he can't catch anyone. At this moment, Master Tianfa only felt numbness in his acupuncture points and no strength in his right hand. He was stunned on the spot.

"Why, you're not convinced, it doesn't matter, I'll give you another chance, lest you say I'm a bully!"

When Ding Xiu saw this, he didn't use any force with his hands. He just flicked Master Tianfa's "Quepen point" and then retracted it. Although this move caused zero damage, it was more insulting than Even more murderous.

"hateful!"

Sure enough, Master Tianfa suddenly became furious when he came back to his senses. However, after hearing an angry shout, he used both hands to use the "bead-grabbing move" and aimed at Ding Xiu's left and right temples. Unexpectedly, Ding Xiu arrived first, stretched out his hands, and took one step ahead to get his temple.

The temple is one of the deadliest points of the human body. It is so important. During a competition between internal masters, if it is touched, it will be fatal. There is no room for rescue. Fortunately, this is Renyi Villa, and Ding Xiu is here to ask for help as a guest. Of course, it's not easy to kill people in a hall where people are entertaining guests.

Therefore, this seemingly sharp and swift blow was intended by Ding Xiu to repel the enemy and had no intention of killing anyone. Just like before, he only lightly brushed Master Tianfa's temples before retracting it.

"How's it going? Have you taken it?"

"Dissatisfied!"

Master Tianfa missed twice in succession and staggered back more than ten steps, with an extremely ugly look on his face. When he heard Ding Xiu's words again, he suddenly felt that he had been greatly insulted. He immediately shouted loudly and jumped up again, his hands like strong winds. Showers, "wind-catching style", "shadow-catching style", "playing the harp style", "drum-harvesting style", "praising the overlord style", "taunting the virtual style", "holding the disabled style", "defending style", Eight moves in a row, attacking quickly.

"Ha! Not convinced? In that case, someone from Ding will beat you until you are convinced."

Ding Xiu calmed down and followed the postures, catching the wind and shadows, playing the harp, drums and harp, criticizing the strong and suppressing the weak, holding on to the weak and guarding the weak. He made eight moves in succession. Each move was made later and came first. Each move could force Master Tianfa to take a step back and wait for it. At the eighth step, Ding Xiu let out a long roar and pressed the five fingers of his right hand around the "Tanzhong point" on Master Tianfa's chest.

At this moment, Master Tianfa lost all hope in his heart. He felt that decades of hard training in martial arts and domination of the world had become an illusion. At that moment, he couldn't help but lamented and said slowly: "Jushi Ding's martial arts skills are world-class, and the poor monk is so convinced that he lost." !”

"Hiss~~~~"

"Master Tianfa actually lost?!"

When the heroes present saw this scene, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded. No one expected that this young man who came out of nowhere would be so fierce. He didn't even take a step back and defeated Master Tianfa from Tianlong Temple in Mount Wutai.

Ding Xiu didn't take it seriously and just said lightly: "Shaolin Temple's dragon claw hand is nothing more than that. You should use Tianlong Temple's own martial arts. Maybe you can fight me a few more times."

"This"

Hearing this, Master Tianfa suddenly had a bitter expression on his face. Unknown to others, he knew very well in his heart that the martial arts of Tianlong Temple in Wutai Mountain was not outstanding, and the reason why he was able to become one of the seven rising masters in the world was First, it was because I visited the Shaolin Temple in my early years and learned about the martial arts inheritance from the Shaolin Temple while discussing scriptures and Taoism.

But it was absolutely impossible to say this, so I had no choice but to ask for help outside the venue. It was only at this time that everyone focused their attention on the inconspicuous gray-robed monk Xinhai in the corner!

"Amitabha."

Sensing the attention of everyone, Zen Master Xinhai quickly clasped his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name. He stood up, came to the field, and said to Ding Xiu: "Since the layman has won, why do you need to be so aggressive?"

"Aggressive? Wrong!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu immediately corrected him: "Ding didn't want to be aggressive, but wanted to see what kind of magical skills the Shaolin Temple, as the Beidou in the martial arts world, has inherited. Since the master has stood up, he must have Come on, Master, don’t let me down!”

"Amitabha!"

Faced with Ding Xiu's repeated pressure, no matter how reluctant Zen Master Xinhai was, at this moment, he had to take action for the sake of the honor and disgrace inherited by the Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years. He clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name again, and said: " Since layman Ding is willing to teach me, the poor monk is willing to fight."

"very good!"

The corners of Ding Xiu's mouth turned up slightly, forming a sneer. He had always been a person who held grudges, and he wanted to get back the grudge he had caused during the siege at the inn. Of course, the reason why he did this was because he wanted to demonstrate so that he could negotiate with the people at Renyi Villa and obtain the martial arts inheritance from the former King of Kyushu, Shen Tianjun.

As soon as he thought about this, without any hesitation, Ding Xiu smiled slightly, raised his hands and invited: "Master Xinhai, please!"

"Jushi Ding, be careful!"

This battle is inevitable. As Zen Master Xinhai spoke, he put his palms together, which was exactly the starting position of the "Great Vajra Palm" among the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin Temple. It seems like a simple palm, but in fact it contains something that is difficult for ordinary people to do. The majestic palm power of imagination is like roaring mountains and seas, and huge waves are surging, with unparalleled momentum, they want to engulf the opponent in front of them. (End of this chapter)