Buddha Song

As if weeping and weeping, Mo Ke beat Xu Jin to the ground with three punches and two kicks, and passed out. The reason for this is that he was too vicious. The strength is a little weak, unable to resist, I am afraid that if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

Seeing Mo Ke's actions, Du E secretly nodded, agreeing very much.

Originally, he had been worried that Mo Ke was too kind in his heart. He was the kind of extremely pedantic and fanatical Buddhist believer. Even if he was a genius, it would be difficult for this kind of person to achieve great achievements in Buddhism.

Although it is said that Buddhism is a quiet place, Du'er is deeply aware of the stakes involved, and his understanding is very thorough.

The battle was going on non-stop, and everyone was scrambling to be the first, using their own methods, trying to show their extraordinaryness.

As the saying goes, people compete for one breath and receive one stick of incense. Even those who practice Buddhism hope to be the focus of attention, especially for these Buddhist disciples who have just started.

Now after the battle, more than a dozen people have been seriously injured and passed out. As long as they don't really die, they can be cured quickly with the method of Dafan Temple, and there is no danger to their lives.

Although the ten stone platforms were fighting at the same time, the No. [-] stone platform where Mo Ke was located was attracting attention. It was filled with a thick fog, and there was even a miserable howl.Immediately, the dense fog gradually cleared, and Xu Jin who released the dense fog and launched a sneak attack was kicked off the stone platform like garbage, and Mo Ke, a handsome little monk, was in peace, which immediately aroused many people attention.

"Huh? This junior is called Mo Ke. He has an amazing aura. At first glance, he looks like a super-talented existence. I wonder which elder's proud disciple he is?" an elder asked, showing curiosity.

"I don't know, but the strength of virtual gold is also strong, and the Buddha treasure held is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it was broken. This Moco has hidden means..." Shaking his head, an elder beside him responded.

And no one knows that in the void of this battle square, there is an empty void, which contains divine power and is surrounded by a hazy golden light. Watching with interest.

"Yes, the young disciples of Dafan's generation are generally good. If there is no accident, Xuzhenyi will be the first in this newcomer competition." Muttering to himself, the old monk looked down.

On the stand, Du Li, who was wearing a golden monk robe, had a dark face. He had been paying attention to the battle on the No. [-] stone platform. The virtual gold of the utensil.The strength shown by Moko made Du Li a little impatient.

With a smile on his face, Du'e silently cheered for his disciple in his heart, and his eyes were a little dazed, thinking of the rookie competition back then...

Unlike most elders, Du E had only one disciple, so naturally he had high hopes that he could grow up quickly.

After defeating Xu Jin, Mo Ke landed on the No. [-] stone platform with one step, and then another pair of disciples flew up to the stone platform and started a fight.

Although it was only a battle, Mo Ke defeated a powerful opponent so cleanly and neatly, which still attracted the attention of many people. For these, Mo Ke watched the battle on the field quietly, and at the same time paid attention to the mountains and rivers Once his name appears again, he will make a move.

"Senior brother Xu Zhenyi, I am ashamed of myself, I am willing to admit defeat..."

On the No. [-] stone platform, the powerful Xuzhen entered the field one by one with extremely loud voices, and the opponent immediately surrendered, showing his powerful and shocking power.And this is also the first time someone has voluntarily conceded defeat in a battle.

But it's no wonder that disciple, Xu Zhenyi is a pervert who has stepped into the realm of Yuan Buddha, known as the number one newcomer, his edge, so easily no disciple is willing to touch him.

"Vajra Dharma Body!"

"The Palm of Mount Sumeru!"

Ten stone platforms, the battle is going on all the time, every participating disciple has some special skills, and some disciples will suddenly display some strange things, and then win by surprise, which makes everyone present eye-opening.

Names flickered on the mountain and river list one by one, and the thrilling battles were going on. The atmosphere at this moment was unprecedentedly enthusiastic.

And as the battle continued, Mo Ke's name appeared again on the Shanhe list.

On the third stone platform, Moko fights Mojiu.

Standing on the stone platform, facing Mo Ke is an extraordinarily strong monk. His muscles are raised high, showing a terrible explosive power, and his breathing is even and long. Great disciple.

"Amitabha, this junior brother, my name is Mojiu. Because of my natural supernatural power, I was admitted to the Dafan Temple by the elders to practice the Vajra Dharma Body. You have to be careful!" The monk spoke very politely, but he had a wild aura .

"Boom!"

After saying this, Mojiu made a sudden move. His hands seemed to be covered with a pair of pale gold gloves, shining with a faint icy light, and he didn't give in at all. The moment he made a move, he seized the opportunity and wanted to defeat Moke.

For the other party's performance, Mo Ke didn't care about being polite, and hurriedly shook his arms suddenly, and with a buzzing sound, a shock-like air flow surged, showing his powerful physical strength.He has cultivated the Great Glazed Vajra Dharma Body hard, and has already reached the peak of the first floor, and is vaguely about to step into the second floor, so he is naturally not afraid of the opponent.

Muscles all over his body fluctuated with a strange squirm. The muscles, bones, flesh, and blood vessels were all under a subtle control. At this moment, Mo Ke could even feel the sound of blood flowing in his body.

At the same time, a powerful force filled the whole body.

"Hi!"

Exhaling and making a sound, Mo Ke's footsteps flickered with wind steps, rushing and pausing, people shot like arrows, rumbling!The stone platform was instantly cracked and exploded by being trampled on, and the explosion made a loud noise, like a series of cannonballs, and its power was frightening.

After facing the god-like Mojiu, Moke finally showed his powerful physical strength and fought back fiercely.

"Huhuhu..."

The strong wind howled, and Mo Ke's arms soared a few times at this moment, and a burst of destructive pure physical power burst out. Suddenly, the right fist struck out fiercely, making a sharp air explosion sound, and smashed towards Mo Ke. Fall down!

"Pong!"

As if two hammers had hit each other heavily, a dull thunderous sound sounded, Mo Ke's complexion changed slightly, his figure shuffled, flashed, and retreated.

Just at the moment when it collided with it, the glove-like magic weapon exerted terrifying power. Cooperating with Mojiu's violent physical strength, it repelled Moke and took the advantage.However, after this blow, Mo Ke was not discouraged. The opponent relied on the magic weapon, the real physical strength, and he was much stronger than him.

"It's really different to have a powerful magic weapon. For self-cultivation, magic weapons are indispensable!" Mo Ke's heart trembled, thinking.

Similarly, Na Mojiu was also thinking, and his heart was shocked, "How is it possible? My nameless glove is comparable to a high-grade magic weapon! This Moke actually used his body to resist? My body is far from being so tyrannical ah!"

After being so stunned for a moment, Mojiu felt a sense of jealousy in his heart. The physical power that he was most proud of seemed to be worthless in front of him.

Anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he snorted coldly, thinking to himself, "So what if you are strong? You can resist once, but you may not be able to resist ten times! Hundred times!"

"Boom..."

He kicked the stone platform fiercely, and suddenly a series of hideous cracks appeared, and Mojiu's figure, like a sharp arrow off a bowstring, came towards him with incomparable might.

"It's so fierce! This Moko is hiding something!"

"Such powerful physical strength? That glove is not ordinary at first glance, at least it is a high-grade magic weapon. He can resist it physically?"

"Unfortunately, he is not Mojiu's opponent after all."

As Mo Ke's body soared, he directly resisted Mojiu's brutal blow with his bare hands, and immediately many Dafan Temple disciples began to discuss, and even many elders also cast their eyes on him.It was a strange situation that some young monks, who were still pretty and delicate just now, suddenly swelled up and turned into a ferocious giant, fighting against Mojiu, who was born with supernatural power.

But at this moment, what shocked everyone even more was that Mo Ke's body was like a willow being blown by the wind, his feet were spinning around, and he was fighting with Mojiu.