Kung Fu Panda Breaking Through Marvel

Chapter 92 Who said that the ravaged are not heroes?
Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing looked at the closed door with solemn expressions.

It seems that this is not the temple gate of Dalun Temple, but the gate leading to the abyss, and the flood beasts are locked inside.

"Ming Wang, this person is driving the Dalun Temple, obviously he is here for you, Duan takes his leave, and will come to visit another day!"

"Master Duan, this person's skill is so profound that you and I can be found thousands of meters away. If he wants to be your enemy, how can you escape from his palm?"

"How do you know if you don't try? If he takes action against King Ming, Duan will take the opportunity to escape!"

"Benefactor Duan has a clear mind, which makes the poor monk very envious. But if the poor monk dies, where can Master Duan go to find the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur? If he can't get the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur, can Master Duan defeat Duan Zhengming?" They are all unknowns, let alone the eminent monks of Tenryuji Temple!"

"Ming Wang, are you determined to eat me?"

"Combining will benefit both, dividing will harm both! What's more, the cultivation of internal strength does not represent strength. In the whole world, I am afraid that no one can beat you and me together!"

"Ming Wang is so eloquent, it's a pity not to sing!"

"Haha, since Master Duan has agreed, let's go in together!"

The two, one on the left and the other on the right, pushed open the gate of the temple, both dumbfounded.

The huge temple is extremely empty, not even a single monk.

A young man in brocade clothes was suspended in mid-air.

His eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be asleep, as if he had entered a very special state.

For the entire martial arts world, this state only exists in legends.

"Murong Fu, it's actually Murong Fu!"

"The unity of man and nature is the unity of man and nature!"

The two exclaimed at the same time.

After the day after tomorrow is the innate, and after the innate is the heavenly man.

The realm of heaven and man has long ceased to exist, and it has never appeared in the past hundred years.

A strong man of this level can integrate with the heaven and the earth in every move, and can mobilize the power of the heaven and the earth for his own use.

As long as a reed is like, Ling Wanqing is at a loss.

Haohao is like Feng Xu riding the wind, but he doesn't know where he is going.

Piao Piao seems to be independent from the rest of the world, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality!
Bodhidharma crossed the river with a reed, and Liezi walked against the wind. This is a typical case of the strong man of heaven and man.

And the realm of the strong man of heaven and man is the unity of heaven and man.

Of course, even if you haven't been promoted to the realm of heaven and man, if you happen to be in a state of harmony between heaven and man, you may still enter the state of unity of heaven and man.

Murong's state at this time is the unity of man and nature!

"I haven't seen him for a month, and he has become so strong?" Jiumozhi really wanted to raise his head and ask the sky why it was so unfair.

I have been practicing Buddhism and enlightenment for decades, and I never forget to practice every day. Until now, I have never entered the realm of harmony between man and nature.

Murong Fu actually did it?

I worked tirelessly for thousands of miles, sneaked into the Shaolin Temple masked to steal the Yi Jin Jing, and practiced hard for more than ten days. Only then did my skills that had been stagnant for many years improve a little bit.

Murong Fu didn't do anything, yet his skill power increased exponentially?

I have been shaved for many years, and I became stronger when I became bald.

Murong Fu has thick black hair, how can he be so strong?
This is not fair!

At this moment, the consequences of forcibly practicing Shaolin's 72 unique skills, the Six Meridians Excalibur, and the Yi Jin Jing finally broke out.

Jiumozhi, who was extremely unbalanced in his heart, had lost the grandeur of his treasured appearance in the past, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had already entered the verge of madness.

People don't necessarily die of old age and sickness, they may also be suffocated to death!

"Master Ming, calm down!"

At this moment, Duan Yanqing's ventriloquist sounded, pulling Jiumozhi back from the brink of falling into the abyss.

His head was covered with cold sweat, he clasped his hands quickly, and saluted Duan Yanqing: "Benefactor Duan, the poor monk owes you a favor."

Duan Yanqing ignored him, staring straight at Murong Fu with eyes that could not be closed, and said in a deep voice: "Master Ming, Murong Fu is now in the epiphany state of the unity of heaven and man, this is our best chance. If I miss this time, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to kill him again!"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Jiumozhi was shocked, and understood what Duan Yanqing meant.

Murong Fu is already so powerful now, once the epiphany succeeds, he will definitely get an epic level promotion.

Not to mention that he teamed up with Duan Yanqing.

Even if the three colleagues from Shaolin Temple are called, I am afraid they are not Murong Fu's opponents!

However, in the state of epiphany, there is no form and no self, and it is impossible to perceive everything in the outside world.

It is indeed the best and last chance to kill Murong Fu!

"Amitabha, the poor monk never kills, let Duan Shi take the initiative." Jiumozhi did not lie, he never killed.

Killing and committing crimes is a big taboo of Buddhism.

The killing ring must never be opened!

"Hmph, although my Duan royal family believes in Buddhism, they are not as hypocritical as King Ming!"

Duan Yanqing snorted, stretched out his right index finger, and an invisible finger shot out.

Yiyang Finger Power!
However, the Yiyang finger power of the fourth grade, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappeared without a trace as soon as it got close to Murong Fu three feet.

"Three feet of air wall!" Duan Yanqing exclaimed.

Any congenital master can release his true energy to form a wall of energy.

Ordinary congenital masters have limited true qi, even if they form a wall of qi, there is only a thin film, less than half an inch, meaningless, a finger can pierce it with a little force.

Murong Fu's air wall is actually three feet thick?

"Master Duan, don't use a yang finger, use your iron staff!" Jiumozhi said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, Duan Yanqing saw the sun in his heart and nodded: "Okay!"

One yang finger depends entirely on skill!

The stronger the skill, the stronger the power.

His skill is far inferior to that of Murong Fu, and if he competed with Murong Fu, wouldn't it mean that Guan Gong wields a sword in front of him and seeks his own humiliation?
The advantage of the Yiyang Finger is actually not the attack power, but the attack distance, attack speed and surprise.

In terms of attack power alone, most martial arts in this world are not as good as a kitchen knife!

"kill!"

Duan Yanqing mobilized all the energy in his body, poured it into the iron staff, and poked towards Murong Fu.

He combined physical strength with true qi, which was a fatal blow. He was confident that he could pierce even a stone wall, but he still failed to pierce the three-foot qi wall.

Even if Murong Fu is in a state of epiphany, ignorant of the outside world, relying on his own true energy to defend passively, he still can't hurt Murong Fu in the slightest.

The gap between him and Murong Fu is even bigger than the gap between Yue Laosan and him!

"Master Ming, take action, Duan is helpless, only you can deal with him!" Duan Yanqing felt extremely bitter in his heart.

Handled by the majestic four villains, a martial arts master who is qualified to start a sect has fallen to this level?

In fact, he is talented and intelligent, his understanding is much higher than that of Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun, and he has perseverance that is many times beyond ordinary people. A first-class master.

This is still the case with severe disabilities.

If there hadn't been that catastrophe back then, not only would he have sat on the throne of Dali Kingdom long ago, but he would definitely be able to cultivate Yiyang finger power to above the fourth rank, and his skill might not be as good as Jiumozhi!

"This..." Jiumozhi hesitated.

He really does not kill, this is his belief and his bottom line.

"Ming Wang, even if you want to kill Murong Fu, it won't be that easy! He has profound skills, and if you sneak attack now, the most you can do is to make him go mad, cut off his meridians, and become a cripple like Duan. Fate! If you don't kill him now, when he wakes up from his epiphany, he will kill you!"

Duan Yanqing was in a hurry, he didn't expect Jiumozhi to be such a person.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be knifed?

Which well-known master in the Jianghu does not have dozens or hundreds, or even hundreds or thousands of dead souls under his command?

Even those great heroes who are admired by thousands of people are the same!
Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple, never killed anyone?

Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, has never killed anyone?

Those who died at their hands were not only treacherous and evil people, but even innocent people!
As the Tubo national teacher, you can decide the fate of the entire country with one sentence, and change the fate of thousands of people.

You never killed anyone?

I really don't believe it!
Jiumozhi was silent for a moment, then made up his mind: "Okay!"

Although he didn't want to kill, he also didn't want to be killed by others. The best result would be to severely injure Murong Fu and turn him into a useless person who has no threat to him.

Jiumozhi secretly performed the Yijinjing exercise, and the pure Buddhist energy poured into the palm of his hand, turning into the power of Vajra Prajna.

His gong power has indeed improved a lot, one palm strike has enough stamina of twenty or thirty layers, like a turbulent wave hitting the shore continuously, hitting Murong Fu's three-foot wall of energy.

In terms of skill alone, he is definitely far inferior to Murong Fu.

However, Murong Fu's zhenqi vented in the entire courtyard, and the three-foot wall of qi formed was not a standard sphere.

However, his palm force was concentrated in one direction, to break through the surface with a point, and only then could it be possible to break through the three-foot air wall.

"It's done, it's about to be done!"

The hearts of the two rose to their throats.

It is indeed effective to break the surface with a point, and the continuous output of the palm force keeps hitting the three-foot air wall, and it is difficult but firm to move forward.

One two three, hard!
Four five six, come on!

Xiaozhi, go forward!

Three inches!

Two inches!

an inch!
It's about to break!

At this moment, Murong Fu, who was floating in mid-air, moved back a foot.

The zhenqi wall in front of him increased to four feet thick, but only two feet remained behind him.

Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing were dumbfounded when you looked at me and I looked at you.

Well, Murong Fu, you still move in the state of epiphany?
At the same time, the total amount of zhenqi of a person is fixed, and the diameter of the formed spherical zhenqi wall is also fixed.

The true energy wall of a normal person must have the middle dantian as the center of the ball, and the thickness of the front and back is about the same.

But for Murong Fu's Zhenqi Wall, the center of the ball can be not the middle dantian, but any place on the body!
what does this mean?
It means that under the condition that the diameter of the spherical zhenqi wall remains unchanged, Murong Fu can move freely in this ball, what the hell is going on!
Jiumozhi gritted his teeth: "It's only one foot away! Master Duan, if you take action too, I don't believe you can't break his wall of qi!"

"it is good!"

Duan Yanqing made a move immediately, the power of Yiyang finger and Vajra Prajna palm merged into one, and he advanced another foot forward.

As a result, Murong Fu also moved back a foot, unable to hit!

This product belongs to loach, right?

Duan Yanqing said in a deep voice: "Prince Ming, hold on first, the wall of true energy behind him is less than one foot thick, if you restrain the true energy in front, I'll sneak attack from behind!"

"it is good!"

Jiumozhi exerted all his strength, his face flushed from holding back, and then he managed to maintain the line after losing Duan Yanqing's Yiyang finger force.

As for Duan Yanqing, he quickly moved behind Murong Fu, raised his iron staff and stabbed violently.

He didn't believe it anymore, he tried his best and still couldn't break through the air wall!
Immediately afterwards, an even more incredible scene happened.

Murong Fu's air wall turned into a horizontal ellipsoid as if being pressed by huge forces from four directions: up, down, left, and right.

The wall of air in front of him was still five feet long, but the wall of air behind him also rose to three feet.

But the air walls above and below him are not even a foot away!

Jiu Mozhi: "..."

Duan Yanqing: "..."

What kind of martial arts did this guy practice, and the true energy wall can change its shape?

"Come again!"

Duan Yanqing didn't believe in evil, came up to Murong Fu and poked hard.

The spherical zhenqi wall unexpectedly returned to a spherical shape, and Murong Fu moved to the bottom!
"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

In less than 1 minute, Duan Yanqing changed more than a dozen directions, but Murong Fu's air wall also changed shape, and he couldn't hit it at all!

"Come again!"

Duan Yanqing was about to strike again, but saw that the zhenqi wall had returned to its original shape, and the power of the Vajra Prajna palm had disappeared.

Looking down, Jiumozhi, who was so tired and sweating all over, was lying flat on the ground with his back facing the sky, panting heavily.

"Duan... benefactor, come... don't move...!"

Jiumozhi's eyes were blank.

Duan Yanqing shot again and again, each time he didn't consume much zhenqi.

But he has been restraining most of Murong Fu's true energy with his palm force, can it be the same?

One is guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines, and the other is the frontal battlefield.

Although both are important, loss is really different!
Even the donkey pulling the mill can't bear it!
"Give up, Lord Duan, we can't break his true energy wall." Jiumozhi regained some strength, got up from the ground, clasped his hands together, his face was full of compassion, and his face was solemn.

"That's all! King Ming, let's exchange martial arts first, and then find a place to retreat and practice, and then deal with Murong Fu after the cultivation base has greatly increased!" Although Duan Yanqing was unwilling, he had no choice but to give up. A hero does not suffer immediate losses.

"it is good."

The two turned around and walked in the direction of the temple gate.

Then, after walking a few steps, they felt a powerful force constantly pulling their bodies.

The farther they go, the bigger the pull!
Murong Fu's three-foot qi wall unexpectedly turned into a huge vortex of zhenqi, pulling them towards the middle!
"Here, what kind of martial art is this?"

The two of them were going crazy.

Hit, but can't hit.

Escape, can't escape!
It depends on it, are you a qi wall or a gummy candy?
"Benefactor Duan, give up, I see everything now, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, resistance is no resistance, no resistance is resistance..."

At this moment, Jiumozhi deeply felt the impermanence of fate, just like falling into a dry well in the original plot and being sucked dry by Duan Yu, he had a new understanding of life, the world, life and Buddhism.

In fact, his current situation is more aggrieved than the original plot.

What is the difference between Murong Fu's true qi vortex and the dry well with the lid on?There is no escape.

Although his skill is still there now, what is the difference from being sucked dry?They cannot resist.

Practicing martial arts means not practicing martial arts, and not practicing martial arts is practicing martial arts.

A woman is a man, a man is a girl...

"Ming Ming, cheer up, as long as you are still alive, you can't give up!" On the other side, Duan Yanqing and Jiumozhi are completely two extremes.

One chooses to lie flat out of desperation, and the other is still stubbornly resisting even in desperation.

Who said that the ravaged is not a hero?
A woman in white with fluttering hair appeared in his mind, and that was the eternal light in his heart.

After a full hour, Duan Yanqing finally got tired and stopped.

At this time, Jiumozhi's voice sounded: "Master Duan, to resist is not to resist, and not to resist is to resist..."

"Ming Wang is right." Duan Yanqing nodded in agreement.

He sort of understood that Murong Fu is completely reacting to stress now, and his true energy protects his body automatically.

If you hit him, his zhenqi will become a wall of zhenqi.

If you want to leave, his zhenqi will turn into a vortex of zhenqi.

And as long as you don't do anything, his true energy doesn't care about you, whatever he likes.

"Duke Ming has great wisdom, he has seen through everything long ago." Duan Yanqing thought to himself.

He said in a deep voice: "Ming Wang, since we can't get away, how about we exchange martial arts here? As long as you and I have practiced the Six Meridian Sword, when the two swords are combined, it may not be impossible to break Murong Fu's Qi wall!"

"Okay. Benefactor Duan saved the poor monk's life just now, so the poor monk will come first."

Jiumozhi found a stone and wanted to draw the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur on the ground.

However, just as he started, he saw Duan Yanqing's face change drastically, and then he heard Duan Yanqing's voice: "Ming Wang be careful!"

Jiumozhi has rich combat experience, and his reaction speed is extremely fast. Turning around is just a palm.

boom!
He flew upside down, but he only flew halfway, and was caught up by Murong Fu, who slapped him again.

Jiumozhi didn't have time to dodge, he just raised his hand to slap him, feeling confused.

what's the situation?
Could it be that Murong Fu's epiphany is over?
He looked over quickly.

Murong Fu still closed his eyes tightly, still in the midst of an epiphany!

"Isn't epiphany all about spiritual comprehension, why do you still use your hands?" Jiumozhi couldn't figure it out.

Duan Yanqing also couldn't figure it out.

Because at this moment, he was also enveloped by Murong Fu's attack and fell into a bitter fight.

And all of this, Murong Fu didn't know at all.

With his eyes tightly closed, the No. 20 tadpole text of the four stone chambers emerged in his mind, and then one by one, like tadpoles, burrowed into the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, flowing with the true energy.

All of a sudden, he felt the turbulent zhenqi, which broke through seven or eight acupuncture points in an instant, and flowed rapidly like a big river.

From the dantian to the top of the head, and from the top of the head to the dantian, it flows faster and faster, there is inexhaustible qi in the limbs and bones, so he used the move of [Five Sacred Mountains are Light].

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying!
The silver saddle shines on the white horse!
Kill one person in ten steps!
Have a leisurely drink in Xinling!
One move after another, endlessly.

Later, it was not limited to the 23 sets of martial arts of Xia Kexing.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, One Yang Finger, Plum Folding Hand from Tianshan Mountain, Nine Swords of Dugu...

Almost all the martial arts he has practiced are performed like clouds and flowing water, without any lag at all.

Take a walk in the courtyard, come at your fingertips!
The more meridians and acupoints are opened up, the more moves are used.

I don't know how long it took before he finally opened up all the meridians and hundreds of acupuncture points in his body, and the total amount of true energy reached the limit of the innate realm. Only then did he complete the cultivation of the Taixuan Sutra, ending the state of the unity of man and nature.

Murong Fu opened his eyes and was stunned to see the scene in front of him.

Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing were lying on the ground, their whole body's zhenqi was exhausted, their bodies seemed to have been tossed hundreds of times, they were limp without any strength, and although their eyes were wide open, they didn't have even a gleam of light.

Both of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, bruises all over their bodies, almost out of human shape, and white beard and hair. They looked at least 30 or [-] years older.

"Jumozhi, Duan Yanqing, why are you here?"

"Who beat you like this?"

Murong Fu hastened to use his internal energy, concentrated his energy, and took strict precautions.

Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing are both current masters.

The two of them teamed up, and apart from myself, there were probably not many people in the world who could deal with it.

Could it be that the floor-sweeping monk of the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin discovered that the Yi Jin Jing was missing, and came to settle accounts with Jiumozhi?

(End of this chapter)