Martial arts: Picking up corpses, my father Wang Xianzhi

The palms turned into afterimages all over the sky, praising countless scriptures.

It's as if the power of the scroll has been integrated into the palm of your hand.

"boom!!"

The two of them exchanged palm power.

There was a loud noise, and each took a few steps back, making it difficult to tell the difference.

"Good palm!"

"Each each other!"

The two admired each other at this time.

The more you play, the more fun you get.

It was as if he had found a close friend.

Because it’s all done with fists and palms.

It is also the pursuit of fierce strength.

Therefore, it is particularly exciting under constant collision.

This battle is more enjoyable to watch than the battle between Xiantian.

Everyone was watching with special concentration.

Both sides have fully unleashed the power of the Vajra Realm.

There is no reservation between each move.

Sweating like rain, fists hitting the flesh, palms touching each other!

By the looks of it, the fight had lasted no less than twenty rounds.

"Good! Wonderful!"

"The two of them are equally matched, what a beautiful fight!"

The people around him couldn't help but clapped their hands and applauded, extremely excited.

What's more, the martial arts used on both sides.

They are all very concerned about it and are very excited about it.

"It is indeed Shaolin's 72 stunts!"

"It is extremely powerful. If I can learn any one of them, I will be able to conquer the world!"

"Wonderful! This martial arts competition is exactly what I came here for!"

……

Many people are enthusiastic about Shaolin martial arts.

I wish I could become a monk now and join Shaolin.

on the high platform.

Whether it is the Shaolin elders and abbots of the Ming Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty, or the Song Dynasty.

Everyone looked at this scene with a smile.

The reason why they held the Shaolin Competition was.

And invited so many martial arts channels to come.

On the one hand, it is for all martial arts people.

They all saw with their own eyes the strength of Shaolin disciples.

Show the foundation of Shaolin and enhance its prestige.

on the other hand.

We also hope that we can use this opportunity to attract more people to join Shaolin.

As such.

Shaolin Fang can continuously absorb new blood and strengthen the sect.

This can ensure that their Shaolin can thrive forever.

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The performance of the disciples also made them very satisfied.

So far, the effect has reached expectations.

but.

Compared to the inner joy of these abbots, Wang Lin didn't pay too much attention.

After all, warriors in the Vajra realm fight.

For Wang Lin, it was really boring.

It was pretty good at this level, but it couldn't give Wang Lin any help.

It doesn't inspire any new insights.

It doesn’t look like it’s anywhere worthy of attention.

Wang Lin turned his head and looked at Wanwan aside.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Wanwan was a little happy and looked straight at him.

Wang Lin joked: "Of course I'm a little tired, let's take a look at the beautiful scenery around us to relieve our fatigue."

Wanwan suddenly smiled, but at the same time she felt a little happy.

"Young Master actually said some nice things."

"But why don't you look for me again when I don't see you?"

There seemed to be a bit of coquettishness in Wanwan's tone.

It's like complaining that he didn't come to visit in person.

Wang Lin just smiled faintly: "Isn't this just because I came here just for you?"

These words directly touched Wanwan's heart.

Although her rationality told her that these were just some nice words Wang Lin deliberately said.

But Wanwan couldn't judge it rationally at this moment.

I couldn't help but ask in my heart: "Is it for me?"

Afterwards, the two of them laughed at each other and chatted, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around them.

This also made many righteous people very unhappy.

"It doesn't seem appropriate for this son to be so close to that demon sect witch, right?"

"My behavior is a bit frivolous."

"I have long heard that the relationship between the two is of great importance, and it seems that it is really the case now."

"I am afraid that my martial arts righteousness will lose another genius!"

……

at the same time.

The shadow assassin had always noticed some interactions between Wang Lin and Wanwan.

I can't help but think about it in my heart.

"I didn't expect that the relationship between the Yin Kui Sect and Wang Lin would be so good."

"Wang Lin also has a background in Emperor Martial City. It must be because of this that the Yin Kui Sect has made good friends with him."

"I have to find a way to win over one or two."

Think so.

The shadow assassin took the initiative to get close to him.

"Young Master Wang, I have long admired your name. I am a disciple of the Huajian Sect."

"I'm so lucky to meet you today. If I have a chance, I don't know..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Lin raising his hand.

He glanced at me with a cold face and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are?"

"Wanwan wants to be friends with me after being hurt. What a dream!"

In an instant, the shadow assassin's expression turned ugly.

But he was wearing a mask, so no one could see much change.

At this time, there was a fierce flash in his eyes for a moment.

But he didn't dare to react on the spot.

After all, now is the critical moment of the Shaolin Competition.

If we start here.

It just messes up Shaolin's situation, but it will offend Shaolin.

Behind Wang Lin is Emperor Wu City.

Even if he can defeat Wang Lin.

He has not thought about how to face the wrath of Emperor Wu City in the future.

In addition, he did not have the confidence in his heart to defeat Wang Lin here.

After taking action, he was defeated instead.

Doesn't it mean that the Huajian Sect will be embarrassed in public?

After weighing it in my mind, no one path will work.

Even the shadow assassin could only admit that he was defeated and immediately retreated.

Soon, the competition on the arena finally came to a conclusion.

Xuanzhen was panting heavily, and Yuan Qian was also covered in hot sweat.

The two fought for nearly 120 rounds before finally deciding who was the winner.

In the end, Xuanzhen, who practiced the powerful Vajra Palm, was still slightly better, and his palm power was stronger.

In the final blow, Yuan Qian was knocked back seven steps, while he only took four steps back.

The gap between these three steps is the gap between the two of them after fighting to the point of exhaustion.

During this battle, Yuan Qian also suffered some minor injuries, and his palms were slightly red, swollen and painful.

"Gan Bai downwind!"

Yuan Qian is also very straightforward, if he loses, he loses.

Xuan Zhen nodded.

He also said with great admiration: "I was lucky to win. Let's fight again next year!"

Next.

The Shaolin Competition also went very smoothly.

Wave after wave of Shaolin monks jumped onto the ring.

One after another, he performed the Shaolin stunts he had learned.

The realm also varies from innate to celestial levels, with many changes.

But there is no doubt that everyone has unique skills.

The unique skills of Shaolin have been studied to different levels.