Buddha Immortal

Chapter 81 The Mad Bear Who Surrendered Without a Fight

Originally, there were only eight paths, but at this moment, one more path was suddenly added, reaching nine paths, which is also the limit of a monk.

No matter how he practices and comprehends, the number of Daos of Blood Bodhi Zen will not increase, at most, he comprehends more profoundly.

Chile has been paying close attention to the changes in Guo Lingchan's expression. Seeing that he suddenly smiled, he was overjoyed, and finally succeeded. This opponent with a strong magic body was finally defeated by his own profound spells.A surge of pride surged in his heart, the top ten rankings seemed to be within easy reach.

However, this joy and pride only lasted for five or six seconds, and then he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a huge force hit his chest, and the powerful force instantly defeated the spell armor he was proud of. Still extremely strong, his heart felt like being hit by a sledgehammer, his blood was not flowing smoothly, the severe pain distorted his face, and he flew up like a broken trouble.

Falling under the ring, he hummed and couldn't get up for a while.

Guo Lingchan finally woke up from the Purdue Mantra, so naturally he would not show mercy, and almost unleashed the strongest power of the Dharma Body.

The novice monks watching from the audience felt a little nervous, this man has a perverted Dharma body.

Everyone looked at Guo Lingchan with awe, and they deeply remembered this terrifying figure with an ordinary appearance but a very unique temperament.

Desheng returned to his own camp, Guo Lingchan found that Zhikong's face was swollen, his left hand was also hanging on his chest, and the golden mana was slowly repairing the injured muscles and bones.He, who was the most active at first, was sitting there with his teeth bared and gasping for air, obviously in pain.

Seeing Guo Lingchan's return, Zhikong forced a smile with some embarrassment, "Little Junior Brother, congratulations, you won another game!" As he spoke, he touched the wound on his face, and he looked a little painful.

The four senior brothers have always treated him very well, in Guo Lingchan's heart, he regarded them as his own brothers.

Seeing Zhikong being beaten like this, Guo Lingchan felt angry, "Third senior brother, who is so powerful that he hurt you like this?" He couldn't help but sit down behind Zhikong, and directly transferred the spirit of the golden lotus. Strikingly, streams of blue-gold energy flowed into Zhikong's broken left arm wound.

Broken bones for a hundred days.

Even if a monk with mana has broken his bones, he needs about a month of recuperation to recover.

"Junior Brother, you can't help it. You are about to compete again. How can you waste your mana? I can just treat it myself!" Zhikong said urgently.

"Senior brother, don't resist, guide this energy to the wound!" Guo Lingchan said seriously.

Zhikong felt a trace of warm blue-gold warm current pouring in from his left arm, he dared not be careless, one bad one would lead to turbulent flow of abnormal energy in the body, which was very dangerous.

He collected his mind, cooperated with Guo Lingchan, and guided traces of warm energy to repair the wound.

After only ten minutes, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the broken bones were slowly healing, the tendons were gradually being repaired, the flow of Qi and blood was restored, and the pain was greatly reduced.

He was surprised, what kind of method is this?Even if the master makes a move, it won't have such a good effect.

This energy is very special and has some differences from mana.

Half an hour later, Guo Lingchan had withdrawn the palm attached to Zhikong's shoulder, and a little sweat had already appeared on his forehead. It was the first time he had done this kind of thing, so he had to be careful. It's not that easy, he feels more tired than a battle.

At this time, the other three people also came back.

Zhizhen still looks lazy, Zhiming's face is a little pale, but his expression is very happy, presumably he has won a game.

Zhixing kept his head sullen, didn't speak, and looked dejected.

Needless to say, it must have been defeated.

Everyone found that Zhikong's injuries seemed to be quite serious, and seeing that Guo Lingchan had recovered, they asked aloud.

"Junior Brother, how did Junior Brother Zhikong get hurt like this?" Zhiming asked, everyone came from the same school, and they were brothers and sisters, so naturally they were a little angry when they saw their brothers being beaten.

Guo Lingchan shook his head to express his ignorance.

"I was beaten because I was not good at learning. On the ring, I have no eyes on my fists and feet. You all rely on your own means, so don't pursue it!" Zhikong opened his eyes at some point. A lot of energy.

"Little brother, what kind of healing method are you using? It's so perverted!" Zhikong didn't have any sincerity, and he recovered more than half of his serious injury in such a short time. It was simply amazing, and he asked without thinking .

In fact, this is already a secret belonging to others, and people with a little scheming will not ask it out.

Guo Lingchan hesitated, he didn't know how to explain it, the spirit of golden lotus was very mysterious, even he didn't know what it was.

"Third Junior Brother, everyone has their own secrets. Little Junior Brother helps you heal your wounds, but you still want to dig out his old background. It's your fault!" Zhiming came out in time to smooth things over.

As soon as Zhikongjing reminded him, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "I just can't control my mouth, junior brother, don't mind. The second round of competition is about to start, you should recover quickly!"

Seeing that his intelligence was low and his head was silent, he couldn't help but smiled and explained, "Fourth, don't you just lose? It's no big deal, just practice hard and win back next time. You are much better than me, at least you didn't suffer any injuries." !"

The monks who have practiced the body training scriptures are indeed much stronger in resisting blows than the monks who only practice mana.

In the second round, a total of fifty novice monks advanced.

Those who are weaker are basically eliminated. These 50 people are the top existence among the students of Falian Temple.

This time, it is still drawing numbers.

Guo Lingchan drew No.11, and his opponent was No.12.

When he stood on the sixth ring, he couldn't help being amused, and it was Mad Bear Loves who was duel with him.

Loves had a bitter face, and refused to go on stage for a long time, which really didn't match his name as a mad bear.

"Senior Kuang Xiong, why don't you go up there?" A novice who knew Kuang Xiong was very curious when he saw Kuang Xiong's coy look, this is not Kuang Xiong's style.

Loves blushed to the base of his neck.

It's not that he didn't want to go up, but he was thinking that if he was stepped down in a second, he might as well stop messing around in the future.

In the second final, he happened to watch Guo Lingchan's game.

It has to be said that a monk with a strong magic body still has a great advantage in the novice realm. When attacking, he relies on fists and feet, which is several times faster than casting magic spells, and there is no need to worry about running out of mana. Magic body attacks do not consume mana at all.

Seeing how powerful Guo Lingchan is, he felt that he was not wronged at all for losing, and it would be embarrassing to go up again.

"Senior Kuang Xiong is afraid, right?" Another person whispered.

"There are other characters that the mad bear senior is afraid of?" The novice was obviously a fan of the mad bear, and his words were very protective.

Kuang Xiong thought about it for a long time, and finally took the stage.

Guo Lingchan had been waiting for a long time, but she was already impatient. She squeezed her fist and made a crackling sound.Kuang Xiong's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his hands loudly and said, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, I haven't recovered from the last round!" He looked extremely tired.

There was an uproar downstairs.

The referee was also a little surprised. Kuang Xiong was a famous figure among the novice monks, with a powerful body, he actually conceded defeat before fighting, which was really unbelievable.

Watching Kuang Xiong walk down the ring very "tired", Guo Lingchan had a smile on his face, this big man is really interesting.

Among the audience in the audience was a die-hard fan of the mad bear, who whispered to his companion beside him, "No, I remember the last round of the final round of the mad bear senior, and he defeated the opponent with only three moves. Why are you so tired now?"

His companion shook his head in ignorance.

I am afraid that only Kuang Xiong himself knows this question.

Guo Lingchan, who won easily, looked at the ring where Zhizhen and Zhiming were.

Zhizhen always looks lazy when fighting, but the spells he casts are not lazy at all, and the speed of casting spells and the flexible use of spells are almost ten times stronger than that of Chile.

What's even better is that Zhizhen can often cast two kinds of spells at the same time to cooperate with each other, exerting unexpected power, making the opponent dodge repeatedly, only able to parry, and has no power to fight back. Judging from this situation, Zhizhen's victory is just Sooner or later.

Guo Lingchan turned his head to look at Zhiming on the No.20 No. [-] ring.

Zhiming's situation is not good. His mana is quite advanced. He is already a six-rooted novice, but compared with Zhizhen, he is much inferior. Although his mana has begun to be as smooth as a ball, there are no obvious features in his mana. The understanding of meaning is still very superficial.The comprehension of Zen is quite powerful. Based on his feeling, he should have comprehended seven or eight ways of Zen.

It's a pity that his Zen is Vajra Zen. This kind of Zen is firm and unmoving. Most monks comprehend it, and it is moderately difficult to comprehend.However, this kind of Zen has more than enough defense and not enough attack.

Zhiming's opponent is a nun with a delicate appearance and a cold face, and she is merciless in her attacks.

The nun's magic power is also six, and like her, there is already a trace of icy breath, which is a manifestation of the intense cultivation of the mind root. In addition, the nun's Zen is also quite profound. My favorite Falian Zen.

The comprehension of Falian's meditation is much more difficult than that of Vajra's meditation.

Guo Lingchan has comprehended the four ways so far, and this is the result of many chances.

That nun should be around Liudao.

If this is the case, Zhiming still has a chance.But the nun even practiced the body training scriptures, her body is only slightly weaker than that of Hinayana monks, and far more than that of ordinary six-rooted novice monks.

Under the double attack of the woman's mantra and body, Zhi Ming was thrown off the ring by the nun in embarrassment.

He was rather personable, as soon as he landed, there was no anger on his face, on the contrary, he was extremely natural, as if he was not the one who lost, and he bowed his hands to the stage, "Senior sister is so strong, I admire you!"

Hui Neng sat on the stand behind with a group of monks. Seeing that two of his disciples had entered the finals, he felt that his face was bright, and he smiled rarely when he was talking to a monk next to him.

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