At noon, the sun rose to the middle, the ground was dry, and there was no wind. \?\?But the small courtyard in front of the Sutra Pavilion became increasingly violent, causing the walls to be leveled and the Sutra Pavilion to be destroyed. The frenzy of internal energy swept through the entire Shaolin Temple. The closer they got to Shi Wu and the sweeping monk, the harder it became to stand firm. Internal force¡ªoriginally the qi stored in the body, but now ordinary people can see its ripples, touch its scratches, and feel its warmth on the face. The onlookers were watching the duel on the field with great interest at first, but now they shrank back and backed away carefully, trying to grab something to stabilize their floating bodies. "These two people have raised the world of Tian Long Ba Bu to a high level of martial arts!" Rachel smiled, widened her eyes, and looked at the scene in front of her greedily. ¡°I never thought martial arts could reach this level.¡± Laura murmured. The robes of the sweeping monk in the field were no longer neat, and there were scratches on his cheeks. He, who had always been merciful, gradually used his full strength. On the other side, Shi Wu's figure is getting taller and taller, having swelled to two and a half meters, and his shoulders are getting wider and wider. With his slim waist remaining the same, the whole body has lost its human shape. Despite this, the sweeping monk still suppressed him little by little. Shi Wu smiled ferociously, and he circled and lifted his hand, using sword control and dragon catching skills at the same time. The bricks flying in the sky gathered into a long dragon, and poured towards the sweeping monk with a rumble. The sweeping monk suddenly dodged and appeared in front of Shi Wu in the next moment. At this moment, he was standing upright, and his height was only below Shi Wu's chest. The sweeping monk pressed his palms against Shi Wu's abdomen. No sound was made, but Shi Wu fell to his knees in pain. The sweeping monk then raised his right hand high. Just take it down with one palm. Shi Wu suddenly hit his head on the ground. He said loudly: "Master, please forgive me. The young monk is willing to spend his own martial arts. Let's face the wall in Shaolin Temple and reflect on our mistakes." The sweeping monk suddenly stopped pressing his palms, and the strong wind caused Shi Wu's cheek skin to tremble like ripples. The sweeping monk straightened up, glanced at the devastated Shaolin Temple, sighed softly, clasped his palms together, and the Buddha sang: "Amitabha, good is good. The poor monk has violated the precept of anger. The donor knows his mistakes and can correct them, and there is no greater good. Poor monk I guarantee that you won¡¯t be embarrassed by others.¡± As he spoke, the Sweeping Monk looked at the crowd. Everyone thought that the Sweeping Monk¡¯s martial arts might be the best in today¡¯s martial arts world. The words of such a person are quite weighty. ¡°And the losses caused by Shiwu belong to the Shaolin Temple and have nothing to do with them. Since the Shaolin Temple didn¡¯t say anything, why should they meddle in their own business. "Thank you, Master. Your kindness and kindness will never be forgotten!" Shi Wu fell to the ground, his head lowered again. Rachel sees that Shi Wu and the sweeping monk are about to reconcile. She couldn't help but murmured: "Here, what's going on? The turning point is too sudden. It's too cunning. The main god can repair it even after losing his martial arts and returning home." Laura also rolled her eyes wildly. At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed, and Shi Wu struck the sweeping monk's Dantian with a lightning-like palm, damaging his Dantian. "Holy Monk!" Xiao Yuanshan stretched out his hand. ¡°Master!¡± Everyone in Shaolin Temple exclaimed. Everyone was stunned. The sweeping monk's face suddenly turned gray, and his skin was visibly dry and wrinkled. He brought up the last bit of internal strength outside his dantian, and slapped Shi Wu's evilly smiling face with his right hand. With a stabbing sound, Shi Wu's face was peeled off, revealing a smooth face without a nose or mouth. It was a handicraft made of countless shiny metal scales, with a strange design. ¡°Sentinel robot!¡± Laura and Rachel were startled when they saw that strange face. That is clearly the face of the Sentinel robot. The Sentry robot comes from the movie X-Men: Days of Future Past. is a robot specially designed by scientist Trask to deal with mutants. This robot imitates Mystique's superpowers. It looks like Mystique and is covered in scales made of carbon nanotubes. It can imitate other people's genes and use other people's abilities. ¡°If it¡¯s mental power that can barely be understood, how come internal power can also imitate it!¡± The two of them marveled in their hearts. Everyone present looked at the demon-like figure slowly standing up facing them in horror. Qiao Feng jumped forward and tried to rescue the sweeping monk who was lying on the ground exhausted. The sentry robot waved its left hand and drew out a huge half-moon-shaped flaming knife, whizzing towards Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng could not avoid it and moved With his skill, he pushed forward with both hands, and the two dragons came out of the sea and made contact with the flame knife in front of him. The flames exploded in front of Qiao Feng, and air waves exploded, knocking Qiao Feng away. Xu Zhu and Duan Yu quickly grabbed out from the crowd and caught Qiao Feng whose meridians in both hands were damaged. Seeing that the interfering Qiao Feng had retreated,Wu grabbed the sweeping monk's shoulder with his left hand, and gently opened the index finger and thumb of his right hand to form an orchid finger shape. He gently pinched the sweeping monk's chin and twisted it with a click, just like plucking a flower. His neck was broken. ¡°Click, Shi Wu dropped the sweeping monk¡¯s body, turned around and walked slowly towards the crowd. Everyone retreated in horror, and some even rolled and crawled. But some people still didn't retreat. Qiao Feng broke away from Xu Zhu and Duan Yu's support and tried to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again, but his sore and swollen arms couldn't use their internal energy. The low roar of the dragon still sounded. Rachel first imitated Kang Long Youhui with her telekinesis and blasted it out. Kang Long Youhui, inspired by her internal power, followed closely behind, pushing forward the previous telekinesis. Under pressure, she exerted her strength to the extreme. Kang Long Youhui amplified all her telekinesis power sixty times, and then used her internal power to hit Kang Long Youhui, which even hurt her meridians. Like a sleeping dragon just waking up, releasing its power bit by bit. The inner strength and thought power roared, attacking Shi Wu. Seeing this blow, Qiao Feng marveled at the side. He didn't expect Rachel's Kang Long You regret to have improved to this extent in just half a month. Shi Wu also made a move that was overpowering and regretful. His internal energy went first, his mind power came last, and he just pushed back. Seeing that the trick was broken, Rachel kept pushing her right hand forward for a moment and stood there in a daze. Seeing this, Laura quickly used Kanglong Yougui to block the air mass hitting Rachel, delaying it for a while. At the critical moment of life and death, there was a soft pop, and a black mist appeared next to Rachel. Two hands stretched out from the black mist to grab Laura and Rachel respectively. There was another soft pop, and the two mist disappeared at the same time. . At the same time, smoke rose from the stone forest in Peach Blossom Island, and the shaman returned with Rachel and Laura. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: Happy New Year to everyone!