Mixed Martial Arts: I am achieving great results in Shaolin

Chapter 395 Brainwashing King Xiaoyao

King Xiaoyao's character is quite tenacious.

In other words, any truly strong person must have a tough mind.

Unless you are extremely lucky, you will not be able to get over the hurdle of the Heavenly Enlightenment Realm!
It was precisely because King Xiaoyao had never given up on escaping the "Five Finger Mountain" of the Penitent Peak that he chose to temporarily obey Chen Mo.

Xiaoyao Wang Fei stepped forward, swaying the thunder in his hands wantonly. A large open space was immediately cleared in front of the gate of the town. At least three hundred beasts were electrocuted and charred.

The powerful Shenxuan man is truly "terrible"!
King Xiaoyao showed his arrogance as an immortal strong man, and turned sideways, preparing to let the brainless "foolish people" behind him go back into the house and hide.

Unexpectedly, many people were so excited that they knelt down after seeing King Xiaoyao like this:

"God, the God who can make thunder from the sky with his bare hands!"

"We are saved! We are saved!"

"I kneel down before the living god!"

"Thank you to the living gods! Thank you to the living gods!"

All the people in Daxia practiced martial arts. Even in remote mountain villages, envoys sent by the imperial court would go there specially for no other reason than to teach martial arts.

Therefore, even if most people have no talent in martial arts and cannot cultivate true energy, their whole life will be in the beginning.

But in terms of external skills, many people can still perform two tricks.

However, such a small amount of martial arts is too insignificant in front of the beast tide.

The insignificance of oneself also corresponds to the limitations of cognition.

A powerful man like Xiaoyao King in the Divine Profound Realm can directly rub thunder and lightning with his hands. This is exactly a character that appears in the mythical stories passed down by ordinary people.

Calling him a "living god" is not an exaggeration.

But King Xiaoyao felt very comfortable listening to it.

Since he is a god, he should be respected by thousands of people!

Seeing so many people paying homage to him, the "Go" that King Xiaoyao was about to say was replaced by:

"With me here, the beast tide will never enter the town, and you ants don't need to tremble in fear."

No one has any objection to the "ants" in the words of King Xiaoyao.

In front of King Xiaoyao, they were nothing more than ants.

And those who are willing to protect the ants, what else are they if not living gods?
Chen Mo saw everything and smiled secretly in his heart.

But Chen Mo is not slow in his skills.

Standing directly in front of the entrance of the town, a man faced the beast tide.

"Tathagata Palm" kept filming.

"Lion's Roar Kung Fu" keeps roaring.

In an instant, Chen Mo seemed to have transformed into an ancient power that changed the color of the world. Everything in front of him was destroyed in Chen Mo's hands.

Since the starting position of "Tathagata Palm" requires the concentration of Buddha's light, coupled with Chen Mo's monk robe, it made the people in the town extremely excited.

"Not only are there immortals, but there are also real Buddhas! God bless Qingyang Town, God bless Qingyang Town!"

"Honey! Have you seen it! Immortals and Buddhas have appeared, and our children and grandchildren don't have to die! They don't have to die!"

Chen Mo showed off his might and was able to defeat a thousand troops with one man. He was blocked outside Qingyang Town and did not let the beast tide get even half a point.

Even King Xiaoyao had to admit that although he crushed Chen Mo in terms of cultivation. (Shenxuan really crushed Tianwu.)
But when it comes to group fighting ability, King Xiaoyao is ashamed of himself.

Chen Mo's energy seemed to be inexhaustible, and his offensive force was overwhelming, with large-scale moves extending four to five feet across at every turn.

In one stick of incense, Chen Mo gained nearly [-] points!

Just like the beast tides encountered before, when the number of all races is reduced to a certain extent, a commander will order the beast tide to retreat.

Chen Mo was already used to it and did not pursue it in depth.

Turning around and returning to the town, Chen Mo saw King Xiaoyao with an unruly, arrogant and natural smile on his face, accepting the kneeling worship of the people with peace of mind.

Chen Mo stepped forward, coughed twice, and said in a deep voice:

"Donors, please stop worshiping. It is your duty as a monk to protect the people and resist the tide of beasts. As for the old man next to the young monk, he is the big devil of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and he has been suppressed by the young monk for the time being."

Chen Mo's words undoubtedly stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.

The expressions of gratitude on the people's faces immediately changed, and panic spread among the people in the town.

There are even four or five-year-old children who dare not look at King Xiaoyao and huddle in their mother’s arms and cry:

"Mom, there is a big devil! There is a big devil, wow."

Chen Mo waved his hand:

"Dear donors, the tide of beasts has receded. You should go back to your homes first."

"Thank you Monk!"

"Thank you, Master! My child, stop crying. If you cry again, the big devil will eat you!"

King Xiaoyao just watched as a group of people who paid homage to him fled back into the house in a hurry, closed the door tightly, and even closed the windows.

Only an old man in his seventies walked forward tremblingly and said cautiously:

"Big, master, this big devil"

Chen Mo said doubtfully:
"Why don't you go?"

The old man swallowed his saliva and trembled:

"The villain is the mayor of Qingyang Town. The master saved the people of the town. It is reasonable and reasonable. The villain has to thank the master. I am just worried."

The old man glanced at King Xiaoyao again, as if he had seen a ghost, his face turned pale, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.

Chen Mo said with relief:
"It's okay. The big devil has been subdued by the little monk. He won't hurt anyone."

Seeing that the old man was hesitant, Chen Mo said:

"Old man, help us prepare to eat. After dinner, we will leave."

The old man quickly agreed:
"Okay, okay, you two, wait a moment. I'll go get ready now. I'll go get ready now."

When the old man left, his steps were a bit hurried. He was older and his legs were not very agile. If Chen Mo hadn't raised his hand with "Capturing the Dragon", he would have been thrown away.

King Xiaoyao was very dissatisfied:
"Why do you say that this king is the big devil?"

Chen Mo said naturally:
"You are a monk. You don't tell lies. What's wrong with me telling the truth?"

King Xiaoyao: "You disturbed my mood."

Chen Mo: "Weren't you proud of being a big devil before? Now you have to cover it up, pretending to be some old god, a strong man in the divine realm, and you actually deceive some common people who have no knowledge, tsk tsk"

King Xiaoyao was a little angry:
"Shen Yuan! You are playing tricks on me!"

Chen Mo sighed and said:
"The young monk doesn't have such boring thoughts. He just wants to know what Senior King Xiaoyao wants in his heart."

King Xiaoyao sneered:
"Can you see clearly?"

Chen Mo nodded:
"I can see clearly."

Happy King:
"Tell me."

Chen Mo stretched out:
"I'm tired. Let's take a rest. Let's chat slowly while eating later." King Xiaoyao said: "You"

Chen Mo deliberately delayed time, just to let King Xiaoyao think about it first.

Chen Mo can guarantee that King Xiaoyao cannot figure it out on his own.

If he could figure it out by himself, he would have figured it out long ago after so many years!

Father, like son.

After the old man finished cooking, Chen Mo and Xiaoyao Wang set up tables and chairs at the street entrance of the town and sat down to eat slowly.

On both sides of the street, many houses had their windows opened.

Within the gap were pairs of curious yet timid eyes.

Xiaoyao Wang didn't need to turn his head to know what was going on on both sides of the street. He didn't seem to care, but he always felt that those eyes were looking at him, making him feel uncomfortable for some unknown reason.

King Xiaoyao looked at Chen Mo with his head down and picking at the rice, and said angrily:

"Can I say it now? What do I want in my heart?"

Chen Mo swallowed the food in his mouth and then said:

"Awe."

King Xiaoyao disdains:
"Awe, that's just the attitude that ants should have, after I am so powerful."

Chen Mo: "Senior, you've got it wrong. It's not that you are powerful enough to make others fear you, but that you work hard to improve your cultivation in order to make others fear you."

King Xiaoyao: "What a joke, how can I, the king, be stuck in this worldly world?"

Chen Mo picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth:
"Senior, do you think you are a martial arts idiot?"

King Xiaoyao: "I am not a martial arts idiot, I am a natural martial arts wizard!"

Chen Mo: "Martial arts idiot is not a derogatory term. A martial arts idiot is a person who has no distractions and focuses on martial arts. Senior, are you focused on martial arts?"

King Xiaoyao almost didn’t hesitate at all:
"Of course it is. Otherwise, how could I have become the number one master of evil?"

Chen Mo: "Since you are a martial arts idiot, how could you go crazy after being defeated by Zhang Sanfeng?"

King Xiaoyao's eyes seemed to kill people.

Being defeated by Zhang Sanfeng with a set of slow punches that even a 70-year-old grandmother and a five-year-old child could learn was the greatest shame in his life!

"What does this king's madness have to do with whether he is a martial arts idiot?"

Chen Mo: "With the knowledge of our predecessors, we shouldn't have imagined that everyone can practice the moves of "Tai Chi" with both hands, but it is very difficult for anyone to understand its secrets. Although Zhang Zhenren was young at the time, he himself Gengu was surprised, he had Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing" in his body, and a Buddhist master dictated "Nine Yang Magic Skills". Afterwards, he entered the world and experienced it, lived and died several times, and gained half a lifetime of enlightenment before he could acquire "Tai Chi"."

""Tai Chi" emphasizes meaning, unintentional, and weak moves. Therefore, even if everyone in the world knows "Tai Chi", those who can threaten the seniors are very rare."

King Xiaoyao still didn't understand and asked:

"I have already thought through what you said. What does that have to do with my going crazy?"

Chen Mo: "So the reason why I went crazy when I was senior was not because I was defeated by "Tai Chi", but because after being defeated by Zhang Sanfeng, my status in the world will plummet! Because you understand that you did too many evil things back then, even if Zhang Sanfeng didn't kill you, If I don’t abolish your martial arts, I will imprison you, or let you follow him and turn from evil to good.”

"No matter what you do, from now on, you will no longer be the Xiaoyao King you once were. You will no longer be respected by thousands of people, and you will no longer have unrivaled prestige. You will even become a joke in the mouths of others. People in the world will mention Zhang Sanfeng. , will inevitably mention you as a defeated general, and you will become a negative example."

King Xiaoyao looked gloomy but did not refute.

Chen Mo: "From a certain level, Zhang Sanfeng is the real martial arts fanatic. And what you, senior, want is to be above ten thousand people. What you want is for everyone to be in awe when they see you. Martial arts is only as long as you achieve it." Tools of Purpose.”

King Xiaoyao was stunned for a long time before he laughed:
"absurd!"

Chen Mo: "If it is ridiculous, then why did the senior look so happy when he faced the people in the town kneeling before him?"

King Xiaoyao: "I should have been bowed down by them, but I saved them!"

Chen Mo: "It was the young monk who saved them. You just went over and showed your hand. Therefore, it doesn't matter whether you save them or not. You just want the respect of others, but"

Many people actually have more or less obsessive-compulsive disorder. When others talk about a topic of interest but only say half of it without continuing, they often feel like there are ants crawling in their hearts.

King Xiaoyao was a little anxious:

"Just what? You said it!"

Chen Mo whetted his appetite and then answered:

"It's just that senior seems to have made a mistake. Awe and fear are actually not the same thing."

King Xiaoyao: "Of course I know it's not the same thing."

Chen Mo pretended to be surprised:

"You know? Then why did you become a demon?"

King Xiaoyao said impatiently:
"Is there anything wrong with becoming a demon? Becoming a demon can allow me to break into the divine realm and transcend all living beings!"

King Xiaoyao clenched his fists:

"I am extremely powerful. Who dares to say 'no' to me? I will kill his whole family!"

Chen Mo: "But becoming a demon did not make you awe, but only the fear of others."

King Xiaoyao: "No, that is reverence! Respect is admiration! Fear is fear! I have strength that they cannot even match, so I should be respected, and they should be afraid of me!"

Chen Mo threw another peanut into his mouth:

"Awe and reverence, why should respect come first? Admiration comes first, and fear arises from admiration, because you are high and out of reach. Fear, on the other hand, is just pure fear, which makes people just want to stay away."

Xiaoyao Wang slapped the table:

"Don't talk about these words with me. You bald donkeys like to talk about these meaningless words!"

Chen Mo was not annoyed at all:

"Why is it meaningless? Senior, you are still in the Shenxuan realm and a big devil. You are so arrogant. But believe it or not, I just want to beat you up here in public and declare that your martial arts is abolished. Guess what? What will the people in the town say?”

Xiaoyao King: "What did you say?"

Chen Mo whispered: "I will spit at you, and you deserve to be scolded."

Happy King: "."

Chen Mo: "But if you are not a demon and you save all the people in the town, and the monk beats you up and destroys you, then they will cry and hate me because I have harmed the living gods in their hearts. So among the people In my heart, I am a demon and a wicked person who should be despised by thousands of people, and even if you die, there will probably be many people who will set up a memorial plaque for you at home."

King Xiaoyao wanted to open his mouth several times, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

This matter does not need to be proved at all, because there are too many such examples throughout the ages.

Before he knew it, Chen Mo had almost finished the peanuts on his plate.

"Okay, I've said enough for today, senior, come on, let's get on the road."

King Xiaoyao said in a bad tone:
"We haven't finished talking yet!"

"What else are you talking about? The authorities are confused and the onlookers know clearly. Although the young monk has not revealed the mystery in one word, but after saying so much, with the understanding of the seniors, how can he still not come up with a reason?"

Chen Mo stood up and stretched:
"Senior has his own feet. It is up to him whether he can walk, how he walks, and what path he takes. The young monk just wants to remind him that there is not only one way."

"As long as you stop and take a look, seniors will find that on the road chosen by seniors, there will be countless forks at all times, and these forks lead to other roads."

"The scenery along each road is different. Senior, you should be able to take a good look at it now. Are the flowers blooming on both sides of the road you have chosen the way that senior likes?"

(End of this chapter)