Chapter 454

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"No or no, martial arts are of course divided into good and evil," Duan Yu quarreled with him imitating Bao's different tone, "Cultivation of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw requires a large number of living human leaders to test, and the constellation sect's serial carrion poison also relies on living The human body spreads corpse poison, which is cruel and unusual, doesn’t Brother Bao think that these martial arts are not evil martial arts?”

Bao Different has always been eloquent, but Duan Yu has been good at Buddhism since he was a child. Bao Different couldn't think of how to refute at a time. He was so angry that he couldn't attack, just blowing his beard and staring.

Noticing Bao's different expressions, Wang Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled, but thinking that Bao was a cousin's retainer, she couldn't see him being bullied too much, and quickly said: "Young Master Duan doesn't know something, the Jiuyin White Bone Claw doesn't need to rely on a human head. I came to practice, but Mei Chaofeng couldn't practice the Dharma back then, and misunderstood the saying in the Jiuyin Sutra: "Five fingers are powerful, all strength is broken, and the enemy's leader is destroyed like mulch."

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, and was quite disapproving in his heart, but Wang Yuyan was the fairy sister in his heart, so how could he argue with her, and said with a smile, "Miss Wang is familiar with the world's martial arts, and just now she has really made an axe in the class."

Wang Yuyan smiled sweetly: "However, what Duan Gongzi said is not unreasonable, some martial arts are indeed extremely sinister, just like the serial carrion poison of the Constellation School, and the 'Return to Come' Five Dou Rice Magic, users are unavoidable whether they are good or bad. It hurts heaven and harms people's lives."

Hearing Wang Yuyan complimenting himself, Duan Yu felt as if he had wiped honey in his heart. He smirked there for a while, and then wanted to say a few more words to Wang Yuyan. He knew in his heart that most of Wang Yuyan's thoughts were on his cousin on the ring. I was interested in talking to myself more, so I had an idea and asked, "Can Miss Wang see the martial arts skills of this little monk?"

Wang Yuyan looked at the arena for a while, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Strange, this Master Xuzhu seems to be proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, although he is of low seniority. It's the work of the big weeduo pestle, if it wasn't for my cousin closing and opening it in time, he would have been shaken by this punch and his ribs would have been broken inch by inch."

"So powerful?" Duan Yu sucked in a breath of cold air. Although he is highly skilled in martial arts, he has a chance, so he doesn't have the eyesight to match.

"This kung fu is really powerful, but..." Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment and continued, "It's just too domineering, it really goes against the original intention of my Buddha's mercy."

Duan Yu has always been to the Buddha, and he nodded hurriedly when he heard the words: "I think martial arts is the root of all evil. If everyone is dedicated to Buddha, doing good and accumulating virtue, how can there be so many swords and swords in the rivers and lakes."

Bao different finally found the opportunity and sneered: "It's just a Confucian view."

Wang Yuyan's mind was not on the two of them, so she didn't notice the argument between the two, instead she stared at the familiar figure on the ring.

The surroundings of the ring suddenly exploded, and they whispered and talked about this little monk with the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and his tone was full of shock and admiration.

On the other side, Song Qingshu and his party were also shocked, Zhou Zhiruo said in a low voice: "I have heard that each of the seventy-two stunts in Shaolin Temple is extremely exquisite, and it is rare for ordinary people to be proficient in one stunt in a lifetime. Could it be that there is a top expert in the Shaolin Temple, a person who has been amazing for hundreds of years, and the one who has learned the most stunts is now the master Xuan Cheng, who has thirteen stunts and is known as the first in the Shaolin Temple in the past two hundred years. This little monk may have displayed more than thirteen stunts just now."

Zhu Yuyu was also shocked, while watching Xu Zhu's moves on the stage, she counted her fingers: "The universe in the sleeve, the Buddha's finger of Tianzhu, the cassock's magic art, the indefinite finger of great wisdom, the finger of eliminating troubles, the grasp of silence, Yin Luo Tuozhi..." Over the years, she has been wandering around the world, but she has met many Shaolin monks, and naturally recognizes these stunts, but the monks she knows are often only proficient in one of these stunts. Door stunt made out.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that Xuzhu did not have the Musashi of the Xiaoyao School, but he learned the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple, but no one can really master the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple at the same time. There is only one explanation left. Little incompetence.

Only by relying on Xiao Wuxianggong to activate the seventy-two stunts can we achieve this effect of concealing the sky and crossing the sea. On the surface, it looks no different from the seventy-two stunts. Internal force cooperation is fundamentally different.

The Xiaoyao Sect has always had a low reputation in the arena, let alone the undisclosed secrets of the Xiaoyao Sect. This is why there are many masters in the field, but no one can see the flaws in it. Twelve stunts.

"Where did Xuzhu learn Xiaowuxiang Gong?" Song Qingshu raised a little doubt in his heart. He knew that there was no such thing as a chess game in this world. Xuzhu naturally had no reason to learn the magic of the Xiaoyao School, but Now that the facts are in front of him, he can't help but believe...

The fight between the two on the stage had reached a fever pitch. After all, Murong Fu was a top-notch expert who had been famous for many years. After the initial stupor, all kinds of tricks and tricks came out soon, and finally the decline was gradually recovered.

Murong Fu quietly wiped off a cold sweat. Fortunately, with Shi Potian and Ah Qing's lessons learned, he didn't let down his guard against this ordinary little monk, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss in the beginning.

Suddenly Xu Zhu shouted, "Young Master Murong, take my palm." As soon as the voice fell, both palms drew a circle from the outside to the inside, and slowly patted Murong Fu. Before his palm strength, Murong Fu could already feel his breath. It was not smooth, and in an instant, Xu Zhu's palm power was surging like a raging tide.

Murong Fu and a nameless pawn were inextricably battling, and he had already squeezed an anger in his heart. Hearing Xu Zhu's voice, he thought to himself: You are proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and I can't take advantage of my moves. Can't compare to you? How old are you little monk!

Competing with internal strength is the most unfeasible, one can tell which one is higher and which is lower. What's more, the Murong family's Douzhuanxingyi is the best at using strength to fight, and he never fears competing with others for internal strength.

With a burst of arrogance in his heart, Murong Fu stopped dodging.

"Cousin, this is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin's 'one shot and two disperses', and you mustn't force it." Wang Yuyan's face turned pale when she saw it.

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