Chapter 613 I Want to Fight Ten

Yan Zhen kicked his right foot and stepped forward, his right leg whipping at Xu Nuo like a whip.

He still didn't use his full strength, fearing that he would hurt Xu Nuo.

Being able to attack doesn't mean being able to defend.

Xu Nuo was a guest favored by the abbot. If he hurt him, it would be difficult to report to the master later.

He used six points of strength in this attack.

Even so, in the eyes of the audience, this kick was still powerful and fierce.

Xu Nuo retreated half a step, his left hand was as fast as lightning and placed on his right leg, using the force to fight the force, and pulled along with the momentum, and his right leg was also raised.

Yan Zhen's leg force was like hitting cotton. He tilted his body, was startled, and quickly pulled back his leg to block Xu Nuo's whip kick.

However, it was too late. He missed the attack just now, and his center of gravity was unstable. When he adjusted his center of gravity, Xu Nuo's whip kick had already come.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound.

Yan Zhen felt his hands numb.

The audience was completely dumbfounded.

If Xu Nuo had only shown his strength before, then the fight between the two of them just now showed his strength.

He was not at a disadvantage in fighting against the top monks in Shaolin Temple. This was real kung fu.

"Fuck, this is really awesome!"

"Just that kick, I suspect I would have to go to the hospital if I was hit."

"I am so good, I will see the King of Hell myself."

The abbot's eyes became more serious.

He was also a kung fu master. Seeing the fight between the two, he knew that Yanzhen was at a disadvantage.

"Yanzhen, go all out, otherwise you are not a match."

"Yes!" Yanzhen nodded slightly in response.

The audience suddenly realized that it was because Yanzhen had held back.

"I said, how could he fight back and forth with the monks? He still held back."

"Shaolin monks, their reputation is well-deserved."

The audience praised Yanzhen.

Yanzhen took a deep breath and began to launch a fierce attack.

Since the master said that he would lose if he didn't go all out, it meant that Xu Nuo was as strong as him, so there was no need to hold back.

The two of them disappeared from the spot and launched a fierce attack on each other.

Faster and more fierce than before.

For a while, only dull bangs could be heard at the scene.

The two of them moved as fast as lightning, and the audience didn't dare to blink, but they could only see a series of afterimages.

Lin Wanqing held his hands in front of his chest, worried that something might happen to him.

The abbot's eyes became more and more solemn.

The originally disdainful monks looked at each other. Yan Zhen was the strongest among them, and he had obviously used all his strength, but the scene was still tense.

In other words, none of the rest of them could match Xu Nuo.

Yan Zhen started practicing martial arts at the age of eight, and it has been 25 years since then.

And Xu Nuo?

23 years old!

He is not even as old as Yan Zhen.

Even if he started practicing martial arts in the womb, he can't be that strong!

How scary is this person?

What kind of monster is this?

Yanzhen punched, Xu Nuo slapped, Yanzhen kicked, Xu Nuo leaned in close.

The two sides fought extremely fiercely, and there were only bangs and the sound of wind caused by the two people's moves.

"Fuck, it turns out that there is such a thing as fist wind!"

"Are you serious about this broken wind sound?"

"Too exciting!"

Yuan Haoxuan was close, and he watched the two people punching each other, and he shuddered in fear.

Can he afford to offend such a person?

What if he gets angry and the other person kicks him to death?

The two separated again while fighting.

Yanzhen took a breath, made some adjustments, and was about to continue.

Xu Nuo suddenly said: "Master is indeed very powerful."

"Donor, you are too kind."

The monk was very polite.

"But Master, the warm-up is over, I'm going to get serious."

Yanzhen's pupils shook violently.

Such a level, it's just a warm-up?

The abbot was shocked.

How could it be possible? He was fighting the strongest monk of the Yan generation, and he actually said it was a warm-up.

The monks looked at each other in disbelief.

As soon as Xu Nuo finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot as fast as teleportation.

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

He actually appeared behind Yan Zhen and punched him in the back.

Yan Zhen knew something bad was going to happen before the audience exclaimed. After all, he was a martial artist, and he smelled the danger in the wind.

He didn't turn his head to look, but turned his toes and turned around as if he had turned over.

Yan Zhen made a cross with his hands, ready to intercept the attack.

Facing such a frontal attack, directly resisting is the worst option, because it is likely to cause injury. The best way is to dodge and fight back from the side.

Unfortunately, he was too late.

Although his movements were very agile in the eyes of everyone, his response was perfect.

However, Xu Nuo suddenly retracted his fist, rushed forward, and hit him directly with a close-range attack.

Yan Zhen was horrified. If he leaned against such a solid iron mountain, his ribs might be broken. He held his breath and tried to resist.

"Bang!"

After a dull sound, Yan Zhen flew backwards five meters.

Everyone was in an uproar and exclaimed again.

"Fuck, is this still a human?"

"It's inhuman, can a human have such power?"

Several monks broke out in cold sweat. If they had gone up, they might have been lying down now.

Yan Zhen felt like he was hit head-on by a train, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

However, when he adjusted himself and raised his head, a fist whizzed towards his Adam's apple.

The Adam's apple is a fatal part. If this punch hits him, his life will be over.

The abbot was so scared that his soul was out of his body. When he saw Xu Nuo's action, his figure flashed and he shouted: "Donor, please show mercy!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Nuo had already stopped.

Yan Zhen's Adam's apple rolled twice, and a drop of sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Thank you." Xu Nuo slowly retracted his fist.

He just wanted to test his level, and didn't want to work on the sewing machine with Ou Mingxuan.

"Thank you for showing mercy." Yan Zhen, who was still in shock, came back to his senses and saluted with his hands clasped together.

Xu Nuo waved his hand, "Now we live in a society ruled by law. I just felt like itching to do something. I don't want to hurt anyone."

The abbot also bowed, "Amitabha, the donor's martial arts skills are shocking."

Xu Nuo smiled gently, "What martial arts skills are there? I just have a martial arts dream."

The monks: "..."

Damn, you beat the eldest brother like this, and you tell me you don't have martial arts?

Then what are we practicing?

Lin Wanqing also breathed a sigh of relief. She herself didn't expect that Xu Nuo could actually beat Yan Zhen.

Xiao Sa was stunned, and a dazzling light burst out of his eyes. He wanted to learn.

Not only him, but most of the audience had the idea of ​​learning martial arts.

It's so cool.

If they learn martial arts, they might be so powerful.

But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Xu Nuo spoke again.

"Can all the masters fight together this time?"

The abbot nodded, "Yanzhen, Yanjue, Yankong..."

Xu Nuo interrupted him, "I want to fight ten of them!"

"This..." The abbot hesitated.

Yanzhen said in a deep voice: "Master, let's fight together."

The abbot was a little surprised. This disciple has always been arrogant and never wants to bully the minority with the majority. Now he actually took the initiative to bully the minority with the majority. It's really rare.

Yanzhen felt bitter. He didn't even see Xu Nuo's moves just now and lost directly.

And Xu Nuo clearly showed mercy to the iron mountain, otherwise he might be lying down now.

After a little thought, the abbot agreed to the proposal: "Okay, let's stop when it's done."

The monks expanded the venue a little and set up a cordon to prevent accidental injuries to tourists.

The audience was dumbfounded.

"One against ten?!"

"Is this a human being?"

"Is Nuoyan so awesome?"

"Fuck, isn't this going to beat those martial arts stars?"

Xu Nuo stood in the middle, clasping his hands together, "Please!"

Ten monks surrounded him, "Please!"

The next second, ten people surrounded him with a sense of oppression.

Fists, palms, and legs all came out.

The field was dazzling, and Xu Nuo had been submerged among the monks.

Lin Wanqing clenched her hands, her knuckles white.

Bingbing came over, "Don't worry, I think he's fine."

Lin Wanqing was a little surprised, she herself didn't have such great confidence.

"Have you seen him do something he's not sure of?"

Lin Wanqing also reacted. It's true that Xu Nuo likes to pretend, but he can pretend successfully every time.

Whether it's jumping into the Yangtze River to save people or fighting one against five in the CCTV building, he has never failed.

She finally let go of her hanging heart.

"Just trust him." Bingbing comforted.

Lin Wanqing nodded.

Xu Nuo fought ten people alone, and everyone thought the fight would last a long time.

But in fact, the winner was revealed very quickly.

Xu Nuo did not learn martial arts specifically, and his kung fu was all provided by the system.

There were all kinds of kung fu, which were completely unsystematic, including Buddhist and Taoist kung fu. The ten monks became more and more confused as they fought.

Kung fu with routines was easy to say, and they could be predicted in advance.

This kind of kung fu that seemed random and had no fixed moves made them suffer a lot.

The abbot was also dumbfounded.

A man next to him was chanting and announcing the kung fu used by Xu Nuo like announcing the names of dishes.

"Tai Chi, Bajiquan, Muay Thai, Baguazhang, Wing Chun, Jeet Kune Do, Twelve-way Tan Leg, Vajra Palm..."

In just a short while, he had already displayed more than a dozen kung fu.

The audience was dumbfounded.

These kung fu that they heard on TV were actually demonstrated by someone.

Soon, some monks were beaten out of the cordon.

This was just a competition, not a life-and-death contest, so if you were beaten out of the cordon, you would lose.

One, two, three...

In one minute, there were only four people left on the field.

Six monks were eliminated.

The round-robin human wave tactics did not work.

The remaining monks even thought about forcing Xu Nuo out of the cordon, and did not even think about defeating him head-on.

However, Xu Nuo's body movements were ghostly and slippery like a loach, and he could not be caught at all.

Two minutes later, all ten monks were defeated.

Xu Nuo stood in the center, raised his hand and said, "Thank you."

The monks were convinced: "Donor, you are a great martial artist, and I am convinced."

The audience was shocked, one against ten! He actually won.

What kind of statement is this.

They saw the fight clearly on the spot, and they may never forget this shocking scene in their lives.