Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

Chapter 32 I Make One Move, I Lose!

There was silence at the moment, and everyone on the top of the light held their breath, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing a glance, because this fist-to-body competition was so exciting that people couldn't help but feel excited.

Monk Kongwen mainly focused on physical training in Shaolin Temple, and majored in Shaolin Dragon Claw Attack Invincible.Minor practice of Vajra Immortality, invincible defense.It can be said that there are few rivals in Shaolin Dharma Hall.

He thought Xu Yi would use that weird teleportation.But who would have thought that Xu Yi would fight against him physically? To be honest, Monk Kongwen was really happy at that moment!

He is quite confident in his boxing skills, not to mention being invincible all over the world.But at least no one can fight him, this is his absolute confidence.

But after ten back and forth, Monk Kongwen felt that he was too naive.His Vajra Immortality Divine Art has been practiced to a small level, it can be said that he is not afraid of swords, guns and sticks.

But when Xu Yi's strange punch hit him, there was a continuous needle force piercing into his five internal organs, which was extremely itchy and paralyzed.

At first Monk Kongwen didn't pay much attention to it, but when he found that every ten strands of that strange energy dormant in his body, they would suddenly merge into one, twisted into a strange force, and erupt from within.

At that moment, Monk Kongwen felt as if he had returned to the time when he was not a monk, when he was pricked with a needle by his mother when he was a child, and the pain was unbearable.

No, this feeling is at least hundreds of needles pricking at the same time, so that there will be unbearable pain!

From outsiders' perspective, Monk Kongwen seemed to be having a lively fight with Xu Yi, going back and forth.The monk Kong Jian, the presiding officer of the Shaolin Temple, was also quite pleased, shook his head, and said in his heart, "Junior Kong Wen, you are indeed a Shaolin genius. He is evenly matched with the leader of the Demon Sect. It seems that I have someone in Shaolin who will succeed me."

"You've practiced your external skills well!" Xu Yi stopped.To be honest, this short fight with Monk Kongwen reminded him of the days of underground boxing in the dragon and snake world. It was really a passionate, life-and-death confrontation.

"The layman is really born with supernatural power, and his physical body is amazing. I am afraid that he has already practiced to the realm of Taoist physical sanctification. This little monk lost this competition, Amitabha!" Monk Kongwen saw Xu Yi stop, complimented him, quickly conceded defeat, and exited like flying .

He didn't want to be pricked with needles anymore, anyway, the effect of this contest had already been achieved, so there was no need to fight to the end.

Anyway, the Lord Buddha stresses that the four elements are all empty, and avoid the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance.Monk Kongwen comforted himself, thinking that the Lord Buddha would not blame him for losing Shaolin's face.

As soon as Monk Kongwen left the stage, there was an uproar in the audience.This is obviously an equal fight, okay? If you say you admit defeat, you will admit defeat. Is there something tricky in this?
"Junior Brother Kongwen, why did you admit defeat?" Monk Kongjian immediately asked, this is an excellent opportunity to become famous in Shaolin.He has already subconsciously believed that his junior brother is a supreme genius, and the leader of the Demon Sect is nothing to worry about.

"Senior Brother, just now I fought over fifty moves with the leader of the Ming Cult. I have exhausted all my strength, but the leader of the Ming Cult has not used half of his inner strength." Speaking of this, Kong saw that his eyes were full of despair, thinking that he didn't care about fame and fortune, that was impossible.

Although they are monks in Shaolin, they still stand in the rivers and lakes.As long as you are in the rivers and lakes, who will not be disturbed by fame and fortune!
When the monk Kongjian heard it, his eyes were full of seriousness, and he remained silent.Junior brother Kongwen's kung fu is also a top-notch player in Jianghu, but the master of Mingjiao's kung fu is so strong that he can resist more than 50 moves with his body without internal strength, which is really unimaginable.

They Shaolin is a great school of body training. They have polished their bodies since they were young, practicing iron cloth shirts, golden bell jars and other foreign skills.It can be said that the bodies of Shaolin disciples are not comparable to the flowers in the greenhouses of the other five schools.

The mysterious Mingjiao leader's kung fu is no longer something he can fathom, and it is afraid that only the masters of the Shandu generation in the back of the temple can come out of the mountain to be able to compete.

"What! You Shaolin actually conceded defeat?" An old man suddenly stepped out, looking extremely dissatisfied.This is one of the seven elders of Kongtong sect.

"Boy, if you can survive a seven-injury punch from our seven brothers, my Kongtong faction will leave immediately and no longer participate in this matter, dare to accept it!" Kongtong Seven Elders said, and the seven of them had already made up their minds. Lianyi, practicing Qishangquan to the bone, its power cannot be underestimated.

"Why don't you dare!" Xu Yi said, with a disdainful expression on his face, disdainful.

What is his purpose?That is to conquer the six major factions and complete the side missions of the system by the way, why not do it.

After finishing speaking, the Kongtong Seventh Elder, like a crazy baboon, hammered his chest hard, and the old blood wanted to vomit out without money.

But even so, the Kongtong Seventh Elder didn't show any signs of lethargy, but his complexion became more and more rosy, as if he had taken Shiquan Dabu pills, and his skill was gradually increasing.

The Kongtong Seven Injury Fist, first injures oneself, then injures others.The more serious the injury, the stronger the power.Kongxing, who was known as the number one monk in the martial arts back then, also died under the Seven Injuries Fist of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun.

Although there are unexpected reasons for this, it is undeniable that the power of the Seven Injuries Boxing is still there, at least it is not just a nameless boxing for fame.

"My leader is standing here. If the seven of you can hurt me even an inch and make me move a step, I will lose!" Xu Yi said, his face extremely confident.

"Sharp-mouthed boy! Then don't blame us for being rude!" Kongtong Seven Elders said in unison, and Qishang fist burst out.

I saw the shadows of blood-red fists all over the sky, some big and some small, emitting the momentum of thunder, which dazzled people.

"Turn the universe upside down, and turn things around!"

Xu Yi used the method of moving the mind, turning the world upside down, and saw that his body was swollen, like an inflated balloon, which seemed to burst with a poke.

If the real masters are here, they will find that the moment the Kongtong Seventh Elder's Seven Injury Fist touched Xu Yi, it was instantly pulled by the inner force of the universe in Xu Yi's body, and it operated in a way of reversing the meridians with.

At this time, the seven elders of Kongtong were pale and extremely pale.The peak is actually also the extreme decline. When they used up the Qishangquan and the seven moves, they had no strength to fight anymore.

But Xu Yi did as he said, he didn't move a bit!

"Today, I'll let you taste what the Seven Injuries Fist is like!" Xu Yi reversed the yin and yang energy, and completely guided the Seven Injuries Fist in his body.And he himself knows the Nine Suns Magic Art, and can clearly remember the moves of the opponent's Qishangquan.

Xu Yi used the Seven Injuries Fist, he used the internal strength of the Seven Elders of Kongtong as a guide, he didn't need to injure himself, but his skill was profound and he knew Bhutan.

The Seven Injury Fist that he punched out was majestic and upright.Compared with Kongtong Qilao's Qishangquan, I don't know how much he won.

"Not good!" Kongtong Seven Elders saw the strength of the Qishang Fist attacking, their faces were terrified, they had a deep understanding of the Qishang Fist!

"Peng, Peng Peng." That intangible but substantial punching force sent Kongtong Seventh Elder flying away without hindrance, spitting blood and unconsciousness.

"You should be thankful, I have saved six points of strength. If I use all my strength, I am afraid that you Kongtong Seventh Elder will die right away!"

With his hands behind his back, Xu Yi exuded a sense of mastery, which made the people present not dare to exhale.

(End of this chapter)