Section 233

Jiu Mozhi was neither happy nor sad, he put his palms together, and rushed forward with golden light flashing.

The two immediately started a wonderful martial arts duel, with all kinds of unique skills flying, such as the Compassion Sword, Prajna Palm, Vajra Fist, and all the skills of Xuanling Club were used.

Jiu Mozhi countered every move, no matter what martial arts Xuanling used, he used the same moves to fight the enemy, and the more he fought, the more powerful he became, and the more skillful he used various martial arts.

The momentum on his body was like a suppressed volcano, and it was unknown when it would be released.

The people around watched with relish and talked about it.

"Oh my god, how can this Tubo national teacher be so powerful?"

"Isn't this the point? The important thing is, why does Jiumozhi know so many Shaolin skills!"

"The faces of these Shaolin monks are all green!"

"If the people of Shaolin Temple lose in their own martial arts, do you think they lose or win?"

The laughter of the crowd made Xuankong's face more and more ugly. At this time, it was no longer a matter of whether Shaolin could win, but how the Shaolin skills were leaked!

If he didn't find out clearly, he couldn't explain to the abbot.

Xiao Jian in the distance looked at this scene indifferently, his eyes fixed on Jiumozhi, his expression was strange.

"Could it be that he can really break through?"

In theory, the hidden injury in Jiumozhi's body should have erupted long ago. The reason why it didn't erupt now was that he suppressed it with his superb internal force. If he broke through by force, Jiumozhi would definitely go crazy and be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Jiumozhi in the field roared loudly, and powerful sound waves swept around. In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rioted wildly, turning into a huge tornado and rushing into his body.

The Xuanling who fought against him was forced back by this terrifying spiritual energy, and retreated more than a hundred feet.

"What is this? A breakthrough?!"

"Oh my God, Jiumozhi actually broke through to the Grandmaster level on the spot!"

"It is rumored that Xiao Jian often breaks through in battles. Is this the reason why he is so powerful in practice?"

Everyone's eyes were green with envy. A Grandmaster level actually successfully broke through to the Grandmaster level under their noses. It is a rare opportunity in a hundred years.

With Xiao Jian and Jiumozhi breaking through on the battlefield in front, everyone around was eager to try.

Murong Fu turned his eyes and hesitated, but when he saw Qiao Feng next to him, his erratic eyes became firm.

Xiao Jian and Jiumozhi broke through on the battlefield, why can't he? !

Perhaps, it was because Xiao Jian had experienced various battles that he was able to break through himself at such a fast speed. Aren't the Shaolin monks in front of him the best whetstone?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu jumped out directly and said loudly: "Murong Fu is here, please teach me, Shaolin monks!"

Many people around him thought the same as Murong Fu, and they all jumped out.

"Huashan Sect Linghu Chong is here, please teach me, Shaolin monks!"

"Yihua Palace Hua Wuque is here, please teach me, Shaolin monks!"

"Qiao Feng is here, please teach me, Master Xuanling!"

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Chapter 184 Everyone Challenges, Shaolin Temple in Dilemma

Xuan Kong was stunned, and the Shaolin monks were also stunned in place, staring blankly at the various Tianjiao who jumped out, Hua Wuque, Linghu Chong, these are all masters of the younger generation, although they are far worse than Xiao Jian, but compared with their peers, they are all rare talents.

What made Xuan Kong's face gloomy the most was Murong in the South and Qiao Feng in the North. These two people are the most famous and the strongest!

"Qiao Feng, you have a deep connection with Shaolin, why are you making things difficult for Shaolin Temple today?"

Xuan Kong shouted loudly, without giving any face, and asked directly.

Qiao Feng looked normal, and bowed his hands and said: "Master Xuan Kong, I have no ill intentions, but I have had some insights recently, and I want to consult with the Shaolin monks. I have no other intentions."

Everyone knows Qiao Feng's character. Since he said so, it proves that he really just wants to have a competition.

But in the eyes of the Shaolin monks, Qiao Feng is clearly making things difficult for Shaolin. If Qiao Feng wins, doesn't it mean that Shaolin's skills are inferior to others and can't even beat a lay disciple.

There are also people like Murong Fu, who challenge Shaolin in public. If one loses accidentally, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will definitely be damaged.

Xiao Jian in the distance smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly. It seems that Shaolin is in trouble today!

In front of many martial arts colleagues, Shaolin cannot avoid fighting.

Xuan Kong's face was gloomy. If that was the case, don't blame him for being rude. He immediately shouted loudly: "Xuan Ming, Xuan Chen, Xuan Jing, Xuan Ling, since you young men want to learn my Shaolin skills, then you can go on stage and let them see!"

Looking at the old monks of the Xuan generation who were called out, everyone sighed.

"Is Shaolin Temple really empty-handed? They actually let the monks of the Xuan generation come out to compete with the young people?"

"Shaolin Temple can't afford to lose. Since Xuan Ci was forced back by Xiao Jian, they don't even want to lose face!"

"I'm afraid they can't beat them. At that time, it will be even more embarrassing."

"Hahahaha!"

The laughter came one after another, making everyone in Shaolin Temple blush with shame.

Xuan Kong only realized at this time that he had done something stupid!

Originally, he meant to let the junior brothers of the Xuan generation take action and solve the matter directly and neatly, but he didn't expect that it would ruin the matter instead.

If they did this, it would be dishonorable if they won, and even more shameful if they lost. For a moment, Xuan Kong was in a dilemma.

Qiao Feng bowed to the martial artists around him and said loudly: "Everyone, we challenge Shaolin to improve our own strength. How can we laugh at Shaolin's strength? Qiao Feng is not talented, please teach me, Senior Xuan Ling!"

After speaking, Qiao Feng directly named and bowed to Xuan Ling, the strongest among them.

"Okay!"

Hearing Qiao Feng's words, the martial artists cheered loudly. Xuan Kong nodded gratefully at Qiao Feng and put his heart at ease. After Qiao Feng said this, his arrangement no longer seemed so petty.

Murong Fu and others were also infected by Qiao Feng's heroic spirit. They bowed to Xuan Jing and others and started to challenge one by one.

Several people fought against each other, and each of them took out all their strength, just to force out their potential and strive to go further.

In an instant, there was a roar of fighting in front of the Shaolin Temple.

Qiao Feng's strength should not be underestimated. He used the extremely powerful Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Golden dragon shadows circled around him, making it impossible for Xuan Ling to get close.

Occasionally, when their moves collided, Xuan Ling was blasted back and forth, and was obviously no match for Qiao Feng.

Murong Fu's strength increased greatly, and with the protection of his great martial arts of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, Xuan Jing could not form an effective attack on him at all.

Even if he used Shaolin's unique skills, it was useless. Instead, he was forced into a mess by Murong Fu's complicated martial arts.

Hua Wu Que and Xuan Chen were equally powerful and fought well, but the Ming Yu Gong of Yi Hua Palace was not easy to deal with. Even if Xuan Chen tried his best, he could not force him back a step.

The most surprising thing was Linghu Chong, the head of Huashan Sect. He was obviously the lowest among the few people, only at the first level of Grandmaster, but his swordsmanship was superb.

The Xuanming Grandmaster on the opposite side was at the fifth level of cultivation, much stronger than him, and he had no way to deal with him. On the contrary, the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand could always pierce him from unexpected places.

Not long after, his monk robe was tattered and looked like a beggar's outfit.

Xiao Jian looked at this scene in the distance and nodded uncontrollably. These people were indeed like the sons of destiny. Although they had not grown up yet, they already had the demeanor of a strong man.

The fight between the several people lasted for a long time, and the system prompts in Xiao Jian's ears never stopped.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up the fragment of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, martial arts experience +100!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up the fragment of Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, martial arts experience +100!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up the fragment of Dugu Jiujian, martial arts experience +100!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up the fragment of internal force, internal force +100!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up the fragment of internal force, internal force +100!"

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Listening to the system prompts in his ears, Xiao Jian was speechless.

At his current point, picking up such a little martial arts experience and internal force would be of almost no help to him.

This also made him more determined in his idea, that is, to establish his own power, subdue these young generation of geniuses, and let them work for him.

When his own power is established, the number of people will increase, and the accumulation of small amounts will make a lot of gains.

"Boom!"

Bursts of fighting sound spread in all directions, and Xuankong's face became more and more ugly.

He underestimated the strength of these people. Although their realm was not high, their fighting power was ridiculously high. The martial arts in their hands were more powerful than each other. Even his fellow apprentices could not resist them.

The 72 Shaolin skills were powerful, but very few could practice them to perfection.

The power was naturally not as strong as imagined.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was in turmoil again. Linghu Chong, who sensed it, was delighted. He swung out a sword energy of dozens of meters with the long sword in his hand, forcing Xuanming on the opposite side to retreat.

Then the spiritual energy entered his body, and his momentum began to rise.

"Wow! Linghu Chong is going to break through!"

The surrounding warriors were shocked!

Another breakthrough, what does this mean? It means that challenging the Shaolin monks really has the hope of breaking through the realm!