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The eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple used this method, but the two of them didn't need it, because they didn't have the obsession to win.
My goal is to experience the amazing skills of Damiaolian Temple, and see how the martial arts of Damiaolian Temple are different from those of King Kong Temple, both of which are Buddhist exercises.
They have learned more about the martial arts of the King Kong Temple, and they are even proficient in the martial arts of other sects in Daxue Mountain.
It's not that they visited the sects of Daxue Mountain, but that Fakong was familiar with the martial arts of the 108 temples in Daxue Mountain.
He has practiced for them one by one, not only practicing, but also feeding them moves, fighting them with the martial arts of each monastery, and beating them to death.
Fakong knows all kinds of things, and the martial arts displayed by each temple are more spiritual and powerful than the masters of the 108 temples.
At the beginning of these encounters, they didn't show any miraculous effects. It seemed that they just opened their eyes and increased their knowledge.
But with the passage of time, the number of times they fought increased, and the moves that Fakong gave them at the beginning began to be truly absorbed by them, and transformed into infinite nutrition, allowing them to accumulate and grow, and their foundation became more solid.
They were even more curious about the martial arts of Damiaolian Temple. After all, the martial arts of Damiaolian Temple surpassed the sects of Dayong, and their status was higher than that of Daxue Mountain.
"Okay." Guan Yiming didn't force himself, his expression was passionate: "We may not have no chance of winning, we beat them!"
Winning the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple has a huge impact on the entire Dayong martial arts.
Zhou Yu said softly: "Guan Gongzi, you are going to be disappointed."
Guan Yiming was startled.
Zhou Yu said softly: "They must know our swordsmanship when they visit those people. They know us, but we don't know them. If they come to challenge, they must be sure of victory."
"It's useless for them to think they can win," Guan Yiming said.
Zhou Yu shook his head.
Guan Yiming said: "Da Miaolian Temple is not invincible, they are not the national teachers or Yuande divine monks!"
"That's right," Zhou Yang snorted, "You have to compare yourself to know."
Zhou Yu nodded slightly.
The three of them left the small courtyard and came to the training ground in the outer courtyard of Shenjian Peak, only to see that the training ground was already crowded with people.
The training ground in the outer courtyard of Shenjian Peak has never been so lively.
Not only the masters of Shenjian Peak, but also the masters of various sects and sects, as long as they have a decent relationship with Shenjian Peak, they all ran over.
The disciples of Shenjian Peak guard the door of the outer courtyard, not everyone is allowed in, they need to have certain qualifications and connections.
Those who have a bad relationship with Shenjian Peak cannot enter the gate.
Two middle-aged monks with shiny bald heads and thin bodies were standing in the center of the arena, with their eyes slightly closed, one palm raised up, and the other palm twirling a Buddhist bead.
They are ordinary-looking, standing in the crowd, if not for the monk clothes they wear and their shiny bald heads, they would not attract attention.
People around are talking about it.
Everyone is expressing their own opinions, some think that the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple will win, and some think that the two swords of Feixue are not that weak.
Both parties have their own reasons, but after all, they have not fought each other, so they can only talk in general terms. The key is to see if the two swords of Feixue dare to fight.
Are you afraid to make a move because of the prestige of Damiaolian Temple, or are you brave enough to compete with the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple?
Most people feel that they will not back down.
At this point, you must be supercilious, feel invincible, and don't pay attention to the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple.
Amidst the people's discussion, the two walked slowly and arrived at the martial arts training ground. Everyone shut up and made way.
The two middle-aged monks slowly opened their eyes, still flicking the beads in their hands, keeping their minds as calm as water.
Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang sized them up and felt their aura.
They are also looking at Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang, feeling their aura.
The four of them were separated by a foot, and after looking at each other, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu slowly drew their swords out of their sheaths, and saluted with fists together: "Masters, please¡ª¡ª!"
By now, there is no need to talk too much, it is just a battle.
"Amitabha!" The two middle-aged monks proclaimed the Buddha's name at the same time, put down the prayer beads and clapped their palms together to tithe.
"Master, please act first."
"please¡ª¡ª!"
The two monks punched lightly, the fists were full of golden light, faintly flickering, and then two small and delicate golden lotuses gushed out of their fists and floated towards Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.
? These two delicate little lotus flowers are hidden with golden light, delicate and beautiful, and even revealed a bit of cuteness.
"Ding ding!" The two sword lights chopped the two small golden lotus flowers into pieces, and made a clear sound as if the chopped lotus was made of real gold.
But as soon as the two chopped lotus flowers disappeared, they appeared again, and changed from two to four.
The two monks punched again, and two small golden lotus flowers floated out again, and together with the previous four, it became six.
"Ding ding ding ding"
Jian Guang kept hitting the little golden lotus, and then turned one little golden lotus into two, two into four, and four into eight.
Dozens of small golden lotus flowers floated around them, like a dream, so beautiful that people around them admired them.
These golden lotus flowers seemed to come alive, leaning against Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, attached to them, and chased them.
Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang's expressions were serious.
They knew that the golden lotus was different and should be killed directly, but they didn't expect it to be so difficult.
They seem to be able to be cut off with a single sword, but they regenerate immediately, as if they absorbed the power of the sword and catalyzed them.
With the unfolding of the sword, they continue to split, one becomes two, two becomes four, and the number continues to increase.
And what supports these increases is the power of the sword.
When the two of them understood this truth, there were already dozens of small golden lotus flowers around their bodies.
It can't be killed, it can't be driven away, like a maggot attached to the bone, it follows like a shadow, although the speed is slow, it doesn't seem to be a big threat, but it makes them frightened.
People around also looked solemn.
They were wondering what to do when they encountered such a situation, should they kill the little golden lotus directly, or just avoid it?
Looking at it now, the best way is to avoid them instead of destroying them. Even such a powerful sword can't kill them, let alone others.
"Inversion." Zhou Yu said softly.
Zhou Yang nodded.
The two swords suddenly changed.
? It was originally light like snow falling, but suddenly turned into a violent storm.
"Ding ding ding ding" Slices of sword light struck small golden lotus flowers again, and there was a clear sound.
These little golden lotus flowers slowly disappeared, but did not reappear.
Everyone's spirits lifted.
They didn't know how the two of them did it, but they knew they couldn't do it. This little golden lotus is too evil.
The two middle-aged monks each stretched out a palm, put their palms together, and punched again.
A small golden lotus flower flew out of the fist, and then the little golden lotus floated into the sword light and was hit, but it was not annihilated, it just flashed golden light.
The remaining little golden lotus flowers flew towards them one after another, drilled into their bodies, and then made them more solid.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred small golden lotus flowers turned into two.
The speed of these two flowers was extremely fast, and two ray of golden light appeared to fight with them, forcing them to be left and right. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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