The opening confession invites the moon to pity the stars, and wins the inheritance of the holy king

After finishing speaking, Cheng Guan flicked his fingers, and with a snort, a powerful force shot towards Pang Ban.

The sharp finger pierced through the void, and it only took a moment to come to Pang Ban's body.

"Shaolin One Finger Zen, that's all!"

Facing Cheng Guan's powerful finger, Pang Ban just smiled faintly, then turned around and punched out.

"boom!"

Pang Ban's punch directly shattered Cheng Guan's finger.

Immediately afterwards, Pang Ban punched again.

At this time, Cheng Guan didn't even have time to fully recover his inner strength, so he had to point out hastily.

"Oh!"

Pang Ban's punch easily shattered Cheng Guan's fingerprints, and hit Cheng Guan's chest with lightning speed.

"Pfft!"

Cheng Guan vomited blood and flew backwards, landing heavily on the side of Shaolin Temple.

"You are not bad, you can give me two punches, enough to be proud." "Four Nine Seven"

Pang Ban stood in the distance and said lightly.

"you!"

Cheng Guan, who had just been helped up by other disciples of Shaolin Temple, was short of breath, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this situation, the people from the Great Song Dynasty all around were stunned. They had no idea that Master Chengguan, the head of the Prajna Hall in Shaolin Temple and a martial arts realm higher than his opponent, would be defeated so easily by this In the hands of the Dayuan people.

"This person is so easy to jump up and down. It's really scary!"

"Yes, it seems that Shaolin Temple is really in trouble this time."

"If Shaolin Temple can't send someone to defeat this person, then Shaolin Temple will lose consecutive victories in the two realms of Grand Master Late Stage and Grand Master Great Perfection. If this is the case, the total victory ratio will be four to one. It's kind of embarrassing."

"Oh, God is really unfair. There is such a genius among the Tartars of the Yuan Dynasty!"

Amidst the moaning and sighing of this group of onlookers, on the side of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhao Min said to Xuanci with a smile:

"Abbot Xuanci, in my opinion, your monastery should stop sending some cats and dogs to take their own humiliation, and let the real masters come out. In other words, this master is the master of your monastery at the stage of Great Master Dzogchen. ? Hehehe."

Although there was a smile on his face, his tone was full of sarcasm.

Xuanci's face became even more gloomy, the great master of the Yuan Dynasty became powerful in the later period, which really exceeded his expectations.

He had to admit that the man of the Yuan Dynasty was indeed a truly rare genius in the world!

"Fang Zheng, go meet this benefactor for a while!"

Xuanci said to a monk with a short stature and a thin face.

The monk nodded and flew to the field.

"It's Master Fangzheng! If Master Fangzheng makes a move, we shouldn't lose again this time!"

"Of course not! Master Fangzheng has mastered eleven of the 72 special skills in Shaolin, and he has also successfully cultivated the supreme inner palace "Yi Jin Jing" of Shaolin Temple. This is the top internal skill of Shaolin Temple!"

"This time, Master Fangzheng will definitely defeat this tartar."

Amidst the discussion among the many people from the Jianghu in the audience, Fang Zheng in the field had already fought with Pang Ban.

Fang Zheng was the first to strike. He knew that this battle was about the honor and disgrace of Shaolin Temple, so he didn't hold back. The first move was his best "Thousand-hand Tathagata Palm".

"Benefactor, please take over."

Fang Zheng yelled at Pang Ban, then jumped up and slapped Pang Ban lightly.

This palm looks like an ordinary move, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shakes slightly, and immediately one palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, eight palms become sixteen palms, and then it turns into 32 palms.

The palm print changed from reality to reality, flying all over the sky, and slapped Pang Ban with great power.

"Good palm!"

Pang Ban then commented, and then moved for the first time.

He flew up, moved his fist with him, and hit one of the palm prints all over the sky.

This is exactly the real palm of Fang Zheng's countless palm prints.

"Oh!"

The strength of the fist and the strength of the palm collided head-on, making a loud noise and stirring up dust all over the sky.

Fang Zheng and Pang Ban landed on the ground almost at the same time, but the difference was that Pang Ban stood firmly on the ground with his usual expression, while Fang Zheng stepped back a few steps, his face turned pale .

Obviously, Fang Zheng was at a disadvantage in this collision.

"Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing" is indeed somewhat ingenious. Although it is soft, it is quite thick."

Pang Ban commented.

Fang Zheng asked rather suspiciously:

"The depth of the donor's inner strength is rare among poor monks. With the inner strength of the donor, he should have been able to advance to the consummation state of the great master long ago. Why is it still in the late stage of the great master?"

Pang Ban smiled faintly and said:

"Naturally, it is to polish the cultivation base of each realm to perfection. If it is just to advance to a higher realm, let alone the great master, even if it is the realm of heaven and man, what is the difficulty for me? "

Pang Ban's tone was very calm, as if he had been promoted to the realm of heaven and man. For him, it was as simple as eating and drinking.

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and replied:

"The benefactor is really proud! Then come again!"

After speaking, Fang Zheng attacked Pang Ban again.

"Benefactor, give me another palm!"

This shout was not an ordinary shout, but a sentence that Fang Zheng used the unique skill of "Vajra Zen Lion Roar".

As soon as these words came out, even many people in the Jianghu who watched the battle all around were shocked to the point of numbness.

And with these words, a powerful shock wave of internal force headed towards Pang Ban.

At the same time, Fang Zheng's figure swayed, and he slapped several palms towards Pang Ban. His palm technique is still unpredictable, and every palm strike has changed into several directions in the middle.

Pang Ban smiled faintly, not being affected by Fang Zheng's "Vajra Zen lion roar", and calmly punched back at Fang Zheng's palm print.

No matter how weird and unpredictable Fang Zheng's palm technique is, Pang Ban's ordinary punch can accurately match Fang Zheng's palm strength.

After several collisions, Fang Zheng was punched back and forth by Pang Ban. In the end, Pang Ban sent Fang Zheng flying with an ordinary straight punch.

Fang Zheng breathed his last breath in the air, trying to control his figure so that he would not fall to the ground.

After shaking for a few times, Fang Zheng managed to stand still.

"I lost, the benefactor has great martial arts, I admire it."

Fang Zheng surrendered and returned to the camp of Shaolin Temple.

Hearing that Fang Zheng handed over his hands and conceded defeat, the people in the Song Dynasty who were watching around were even more shocked.

"Hey, I didn't expect even Master Fangzheng to lose! This person is really terrifying!"

"Yes! And I feel that this person has not tried his best."

"What should we do next? Are there any other masters in Shaolin Temple?"

"Don't worry, Shaolin Temple still has the biggest hole card!"

"Could it be..."

While these people in the world were discussing, Fang Zhengzheng, who had returned to the Shaolin Temple camp, said to Xuanci:

"Abbot, I have insulted my mission, please forgive me!"

"This man's martial arts are tyrannical. In my opinion, only Senior Brother Xuan Cheng can fight against him."

Xuanci nodded and said:

"You have tried your best. It is not your fault that this person is tyrannical. I have sent people to call Xuan Cheng just now, and he should be here soon."

When Fang Zheng and Pang Ban collided for the first time, Xuan Ci was already mentally prepared. Fang Zheng was not Pang Ban's opponent, so he naturally made arrangements early on.

As soon as Xuanci finished speaking, a slovenly monk came in front of Xuanci.

"Brother Abbot, I heard that there are experts coming to challenge you?"

As soon as he came in front of Xuanci, the monk asked, his eyes were full of fighting intent, not the slightest trace of the peace of a monk.

Seeing this, Xuan Ci didn't find it strange, he knew that his junior brother was a martial idiot, and he liked to learn martial arts with others the most.

"Yes, it's this person. I called you here because I hope you can defeat him."

Xuan Ci pointed at Pang Ban in the field, and replied directly to Xuan Cheng.

"Just a late stage Grandmaster?"

Xuan Cheng glanced at Pang Ban, frowned, he was not very interested in beating someone who was not as good as him in martial arts.

"Although this person is only in the late stage of the great master, his martial arts are extremely powerful. Many people in this temple who have achieved great perfection have been defeated by this person. Both Cheng Guan and Fang Zheng have lost, so I can only rely on you Save the face of this temple."

Xuan Ci replied.

"Oh fine."

Xuan Cheng replied casually, and then jumped into the arena.

Seeing Xuan Cheng's appearance, many people from the Great Song Dynasty who were watching immediately became excited.

"Here we come! Master Xuan Cheng is here. He is recognized as the strongest genius in Shaolin Temple for nearly 200 years!"

"That's right, Master Xuan Cheng has mastered 72 of Shaolin's 23 stunts by himself. This is unique in the history of Shaolin Temple."

"This time it's really stable! With Master Xuan Cheng taking action, this time it is absolutely foolproof!"

"Master Xuan Cheng is considered by the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple to be the No. 1 martial art of the Shaolin Temple in the future! He can definitely defeat this Dayuan Tartar."

Although the voices of these people from the rivers and lakes were very low, with Pang Ban's ear, he could hear them clearly.

"The strongest genius in Shaolin Temple in the past 200 years?"

Pang Ban suddenly became interested 0....

He knew that as a martial arts giant with a long history, Shaolin Temple has never been short of geniuses, and several top geniuses would appear every once in a while, and this person was actually recognized as the strongest genius in Shaolin Temple in the past 200 years, which made Pang Ban also have a feeling. There was a trace of fighting spirit.

"I hope this person can let me show my real strength."

Pang Ban thought in his heart.

To be honest, those people sent out by Shaolin Temple just now were the last Fang Zheng, which made him feel pretty good, but it was just not bad.

"Boy, you make a move."

Xuan Cheng said to Pang Ban.

He was not very happy to let him hit a person whose level was lower than that, so naturally he would not make the first move.

Pang Ban shook his head and said:

"You Shaolin were the losers just now, so the loser will take action first."

"Oh fine."

Xuan Cheng replied casually, and then punched the ground casually.

"Okay, I've already made the first move, it's your turn."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, and when I defeat you, I will go back to study martial arts."

Xuan Cheng said to Pang Ban impatiently.

Pang Ban couldn't help laughing, he knew that he had met an unreasonable Wu Chi, so he stopped talking nonsense and punched Xuan Cheng flatly.

Although this punch is not fancy, it has extreme strength and speed.

Xuan Cheng waved his arm, bent his five fingers, and punched out with the same flat punch, but above his fist, there was a dazzling light shining, mighty and mighty!

Bright Fist!

One of the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple.

"Oh!"