Chapter 522 Vajra Relic

House seemingly endless rain!

The plane flew all the way to City C smoothly. However, when it arrived at City C, it encountered a flight that arrived at the same time. The plane could only circle and wait over the airport, and it took some time. By the time the plane landed, it was already half past eight .

eight thirty!

Wang Zhu glanced at his watch, ignored the politeness, pushed aside the crowd, rushed out of the airport, and boarded a taxi. Along the way, some people were bumped into by Wang Zhu while running, and they were knocked to one side. Of course, people could only dare not speak out, but more people thought that Wang Zhu should be carrying out a secret mission.

"Five hundred, the gymnasium in City C, the gymnasium at the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference, the sooner the better!" Wang Zhu was too lazy to talk, and threw the five hundred yuan bill to the driver as soon as he got in the car.

The airport in city c was originally a military airport remodeled, not far from city c, if you go at full speed, it takes about half an hour, and, usually, the taxi fare from the airport to city c is about 80 yuan, Wang Five hundred for being stupid is definitely a heavy reward, even if it is copying cards.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.

The driver didn't talk too much, and immediately hit the gas pedal and rushed towards city C. Along the way, every car overtook and rushed to go at the yellow light, which was dangerous. Fortunately, there was no speed radar from the airport to city C, so taxi drivers could Unscrupulous bang on the accelerator.

It only took 20 minutes to get from the airport to City C, but when they entered the urban area, there was a long queue of vehicles, and they couldn't move for a long time, and the taxi driver could only honk his horn and was powerless.

At this time, it can be said that it is time to race against time, Wang Zhu didn't care about shocking the world, and ran wildly after getting off the car.

"Running may not be able to catch up..."

Seeing Wang Zhu get off the car, the taxi driver poked his head out to speak, and just halfway through his speech, he froze, as if seeing a ghost, because, in the blink of an eye, Wang Zhu had already disappeared into the traffic, behind him, dragged With countless afterimages.

There are still five minutes!

Wang Zhu mobilized his aura, and he flew almost without touching the ground. Wherever he passed, a gust of wind like a blade blew up. Many drivers didn't react, but felt the gust of wind blowing their faces, and a figure had disappeared.

On the road, while Wang Zhu was waiting for the traffic light, a man in shorts who looked like an athlete saw Wang Zhu slowing down and ran towards him, and took another look contemptuously. After shooting out like an arrow, the athlete-looking man stood under the traffic lights on the sidewalk, dumbfounded. Is this fucking human speed? It beat the Olympic champion by a few blocks...

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"Wang stupid,

where are you? ! "

Su Xue kept calling Wang Zhu's mobile phone, but Wang Zhu's mobile phone was always busy.

Su Xue didn't know that when he was dialing the phone, several of Wang Zhu's cheap disciples were desperately calling Wang Zhu's number.

No one knew that Wang Zhu was running frantically on the road at this time, and had no time to answer the phone at all.

It was already 8:58, and Wu Xiong was already standing majestically on the ring, looking forward to his might.

Time passed by every minute and every second, except for Su Xue and Liu Dawu who were burning with anxiety, a group of people from the New Oriental Martial Arts School were also extremely anxious. Even more like ants on a hot pot, walking around under the ring.

In addition to those who cared about Wang Chu, there were all the contestants and tens of thousands of spectators.

Everyone wants to see this final final.

This final can be said to be of great significance. It is not only related to the smooth future development of the New Oriental Martial Arts School, but also to the reputation of Sun Mountain Martial Arts University. If something goes wrong in the first session, the next session will be questioned. As a result, the credibility will be lost, and the appeal will definitely drop a lot.

Wang Zhu never imagined in his wildest dreams that there would be such a time in his life that tens of thousands of people would care about him.

The referee watched the surrounding nervously, and if Wang Chou didn't show up after nine o'clock, he would announce Wu Xiong as the final winner.

There was a suffocating silence in the huge gymnasium.

Tens of thousands of people looked at their watches, waiting for the last moment.

At this moment, people were already desperate, and some even began to suspect that Wu Xiong used some despicable means to prevent Wang Zhu from participating in the battle...

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"I……"

It was nine o'clock, the referee sighed and took Wu Xiong's hand.

"I'm coming!"

Just when the referee had just uttered a word, suddenly, there was a howling sound like killing a pig at the gate of the gymnasium. Immediately, a figure shot into the gymnasium like a cannonball and went straight to the ring.

So fast!

People just felt that their eyes were dazzled. Wang Zhu was already standing on the ring, and everyone gasped suddenly.

"Hahaha, nine o'clock, it's just right!" Wang Zhu triumphantly raised his scissors hands to Su Xue, Qian Bo and others on the rostrum.

Thunderous applause!

Tens of thousands of people uttered earth-shattering shouts and screams, and the atmosphere reached an unprecedented level in the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference, and it was extremely enthusiastic. A group of officials on the rostrum also let out a long sigh of relief. They don't care who wins and who loses. What they care about is that the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference cannot be wasted.

Only Wu Xiong and his party were unhappy, especially Wu Xiong on the ring, who was even more livid.

Although Wu Xiong has treasures by his side, he is not afraid of Wang Zhu, but he also hopes to get something for nothing. After all, from the beginning to the present, every match of Wang Zhu can be said to be remarkable, and every time it will be better than the last one. Become stronger. In just ten days, Wang Zhu has undergone earth-shaking changes. Subconsciously, Wu Xiong does not want to confront Wang Zhu in the ring.

But now, it is inevitable!

Wu Xiong touched the bead chain around his neck, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Finally, the applause stopped, and just when the referee was about to announce the game, suddenly, a monk in cassock disregarded the obstruction of the staff, surrounded by a group of monks in traditional Chinese medicine, stepped on the arena.

Originally, the staff was going to catch up to the ring, but immediately, several martial arts figures ran to the staff, and after muttering a few words, a group of staff members showed shock on their faces.

It turned out that the seniority of the monk standing on the ring was frighteningly high, even higher than that of Shaolin abbot Shi Yongxin. Of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s just a seniority. , are all well-known, because he is the leader of the Shaolin monks, and his influence in the Shaolin Temple even exceeds that of Shi Yongxin.

"Amitabha, benefactor, this old man came from Shaolin." The monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the king.

"Hello, master." Wang Zhu didn't know the rules of dealing with monks, so he could only imitate the monks' palms together and salute. The Buddha has compassion in mind, so he probably wouldn't blame him for his lack of etiquette.

"I came here on a special trip this time to hand over the relic to Master Jueming."

"Master Jueming... ah... I remembered, I remembered..." Wang Zhu was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered the monk who was killed by Wu Xiong.

"Benefactor, please extend your right hand." The monk in cassock took a step forward and looked at Wang Zhu solemnly.

"Oh……"

Wang Zhu found that this monk had an indescribable sense of righteousness, like an invisible mountain towering in front of him. Wang Zhu honestly followed the monk's instructions and spread out the palm of his right hand.

"Amitabha!" The monk in cassock looked solemn, and slowly pressed his palm into Wang Zhu's.

People saw that at the moment when the monk's palm was pressed against Wang Zhu's, a ray of golden light was fleeting.

"Almsgiver, the vajra relic is the manifestation of the dharma bodies of all Buddhas. The vajra is not corrupted, and external evils do not invade. It is respected by people in this world and the cause of becoming a Buddha in the next life. Not everyone is destined to see it. I hope the donor will cherish it!" The monk declared With a Buddha's name, he withdrew his palm.

"Ah..." Wang Zhu was stunned for a moment, his hands were empty, but he felt as if something had melted in his palms, knowing that there was a mystery in it, and after being surprised, he stopped asking.

"Although the donor is not a Buddhist believer, the Buddha is in his heart, and he can be integrated with the vajra relic. It is very human. Junior brother Jueming really has torch-like eyes. Amitabha."

The monk clasped his hands together again, glanced at Wu Xiong who was standing on the side, and then saluted Wang Zhu. At the same time, several monks around him also clasped their palms together to salute Wang Zhu, and then walked away surrounded by the monk in cassock.

Tens of thousands of people in the gymnasium can be heard.

Most of the people here have witnessed Jueming sitting down, and they also know that Jueming left a will at the beginning, saying that he would give the relic to Wang Chu, but they did not expect to witness it today.

Wu Xiong didn't make a sound, he saw the scene just now, and he didn't take it seriously, until the monk Dao Jueming said that Wang Zhu was a Buddhist believer, and after the Buddha was in his heart, Wu Xiong suddenly had a It's a creepy feeling, you know, Monk Jueming passed away in the ring, it's impossible to tell this monk who Wang Stupid is.

What made Wu Xiong flustered was the look of the monk before he left. That look, like a sharp sword, pierced through his internal organs, leaving him nowhere to hide...

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"Wu Xiong, I have a vajra body protector, let's see what other tricks you have today." Wang Zhu said with a chuckle.

Vajra Bodyguard!

Wu Xiong's heart is awe-inspiring, he finally understands why Jue Ming gave Wang Zhu a relic. Obviously, when Jue Ming passed away, he had already decided to kill people with a knife, and Wang Zhu was Jueming's knife.

Wu Xiong's guess was correct, Jueming had already determined that he was a demon. When he passed away, he did not forget to slay demons and slay demons.

"Let's fight!" Wang Zhu took the lead, and when he saw Wu Xiong showing fear, he immediately laughed strangely.

"Since I was able to kill that old bald donkey, is it possible that I am afraid that he will come back to life? Today, I will kill you and that old bald donkey together, so that you will never be reborn!" Wu Xiong shook his arms, stretched his fingers, and Spread its wings like a big bird.

"A good one will never be reborn!"

A gust of cold wind rushed towards his face. Wang Zhu sneered and stimulated the aura in his body. Inexplicably, he felt a majestic aura surging in his body. The cold aura immediately disappeared invisible, and a hot The breath came out through the body.

It really is the Vajra Bodyguard!

However, Wang Zhu did not expect that his unintentional actions at the beginning would actually allow him to be protected by the vajra relic of the monk Jueming, and he was secretly delighted.

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