Chapter 486 Fist Conception

"The words 'My Buddha is merciful', from your Shaolin disciples' mouths, I feel a little bit harsh."

Fang Bai curled his lips mockingly, and continued: "Stop talking nonsense, we came to Shaolin this time not to learn martial arts, but to seek justice. How can we avoid some injuries and blood? If you are afraid, bow your head and admit defeat. Accept my terms!"

"Little benefactor is determined, he wants to make life difficult for me in Shaolin!"

Hearing Fang Bai's words, no matter how well-bred Jue Ren was, he couldn't help but get angry. His gray beard moved without wind, and his monk robe was bulging with the surging true energy.

"That's right, I just want to make things difficult for you!"

Fang Baichong hooked Jueren, and said: "Come on, old monk, let's have a fight, everything will be settled!"

"So, the old monk offended!"

Jue Ren let out a deep cry, slapped out with his left palm, followed by his right palm, superimposed both palms, and slapped Fang Bai's chest with his forward figure.

This palm is a form of "King Kong Pushing Mountain" in Shaolin Vajra Palm.

Shaolin ancient martial arts emphasize calmness, majesty, and masculinity. Jue Ren has the essence of Shaolin ancient martial arts. The power of this palm contains the majestic true energy of a prefecture-level mid-level martial artist. Hills can be bumped and deflected.

Jue Ren is not a person who is aggressive, cruel and bloodthirsty. He is worried that Fang Bai will not be able to bear his constant exertion, so he deliberately reserves some strength.

"Old monk, be merciful and be careful not to lose yourself!"

Fang Bai sensed Jue Ren didn't do his best, smiled disapprovingly, and greeted him with a casual palm.

The two palms met, and Jue Ren was shocked, only to feel that Fang Bai's true energy was also masculine, majestic and steady, and it was somewhat similar to Shaolin martial arts, and its power was even worse than that. and.

Jue Ren, who was underestimating the enemy, was shocked back two steps by the true essence gushing out from Fang Bai's palm, and the blood in his chest surged violently.

This time, not only Jueren himself was taken aback, but also the Shaolin monks who watched the battle all around were shocked, and they all found it incredible.

In the eyes of those Shaolin monks, Abbot Jueren is a prefecture-level mid-level expert and the top existence in the entire Shaolin. He thought he could subdue Fang Bai, who was only a prefecture-level primary strength, but unexpectedly suffered a small loss .

The cultivation base of the abbot is a little higher than that of the young man. Even if the abbot was merciful when he attacked, such a result should not have happened!

Originally, there were Shaolin monks who thought Fang Bai was young, energetic and arrogant, but now, none of the monks had such an idea.

The abbot of Shaolin, who is only twenty years old, and who is a little higher than himself in one palm, is such a martial artist, he does have the capital of his arrogance and arrogance.

"This young man's skills are weird, his real energy is strong, it's really unbelievable! No wonder he has the confidence to challenge me! If I don't use all my strength, it seems that it will be difficult for me to defeat him!"

Jue Ren guessed that Fang Bai must have practiced some kind of special kung fu, which concealed part of his strength, so he stopped showing mercy, his breath rose again, his fighting spirit reached its peak, his palms changed into fists, and he attacked Fang Bai again.

Ordinary entry-level Shaolin Arhat Boxing, performed here by Jueren, is extremely strong and powerful, and it seems to have become the most powerful boxing technique in the world. .

Ghost Hand watched from the side, thinking that this old monk is worthy of being the abbot of the largest sect in the ancient Chinese martial arts world, and indeed he has some skills, if he confronts him instead, he will be injured and defeated within three punches.

Fang Bai's combat power can compete with a sky-level strongman, and Jue Ren is only an earth-level mid-level warrior, so Fang Bai fought him with a relaxed attitude, only using half of his combat power.

Fang Bai used the "Tiger Roaring and Thunder Fist" in "Dragon, Tiger, Lion and Elephant Kung Fu". The artistic conception of the two characters has been deduced to an extreme, as if a glimpse of the truth of boxing.

The two punched four times, tit for tat, colliding continuously, mixed with the frightening roar of tigers and thunder, the shock wave of true energy generated spread to the surroundings, forcing the ghost hands and all the Shaolin warriors to retreat several feet away.

Jue Ren's body shape is like the wind, his fists and palms change, and he has exerted the Shaolin martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years to the fullest, trying to suppress Fang Bai and gain the upper hand.

However, Fang Bai just counterattacked with the Tiger Roaring Thunder Fist. No matter how flexible Jue Ren's body skills are and how exquisite his moves are, as long as he blasts out with one punch, he can break through all spells with one punch, and immediately suppress Jueren to death. Ren was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Grandpa, what kind of cultivation is that old monk Jueren?"

Among the branches and leaves of ancient pine trees in the distance, Longnu, who was carefully watching Yang Zhong's fight with a telescope in her hand, suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Middle-level prefecture-level."

Long Jingtian was also watching Fang Bai and Jue Ren fight, but most of the time his gaze was focused on Fang Bai, as if he wanted to find out some tricks from Fang Bai's boxing skills.

In Long Jingtian's eyes, Fang Bai's boxing has the momentum of a tiger's roar and the power of thunder. Every punch seems simple and without fancy, and contains a kind of supreme boxing profound meaning, which is wonderful and incomparable. Unpredictable.

"It seems that Fang Bai's punches are not punches, but a kind of Dao, a law of the Dao that can crush and destroy everything! What kind of high-level boxing is this! What kind of romantic encounters has this Fang Bai had? "

From Fang Bai's boxing techniques, Long Jingtian seemed to have vaguely realized something, and his understanding of martial arts suddenly had a kind of enlightenment and sublimation.

It is a rare opportunity for warriors to gain insight through watching the battle. Long Jingtian was surprised and delighted, staring at Fang Bai who kept punching and attacking with wide eyes, wanting to learn more from it.

It's a pity that Fang Bai didn't give him too many chances to continue watching, suddenly he punched out, like a shooting star passing by, with supreme strength, it hit the palm of Jue Ren's slap.

Bang——

Amid the sound of the tremor, Jue Ren's figure rolled a few times in the air and fell to the ground like a leaf being blown up by a strong wind.

Fang Bai's punch was obviously lenient, Jue Ren was only slightly injured.

"Old monk, you are not my opponent!"

Fang Bai glanced over the abbot Jueren and the six elders in one pavilion, one courtyard and four halls of Shaolin one by one, and said, "You seven can't go together! I heard that Shaolin has eighteen arhat formations, and ten of the strongest Shaolin Composed of eight monks, can you let me see it?"

Fighting with Jue Ren alone, Fang Bai didn't need to exert his full strength at all. Even with the addition of the other six elders, the strength of the seven people would only be doubled, and Fang Bai would not be interested.

As for the legendary Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin, Fang Bai had some expectations, hoping to put some pressure on himself and force him to fight with all his might.

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