Chapter 49 The losing side has a bright momentum

"Amitabha, the road is broad, but the donor is in the middle and cuts it off. But are you waiting for this life?"

Isn't it Fang Zheng? Huang Lin was a little doubtful and immediately made slight adjustments to his plan.

"Jing Wuming, the incense master of Fenglei Hall of the Sun and Moon God Sect, has been waiting for you for a long time!"

As he spoke, his internal energy began to circulate, his body leaned slightly, his left hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and the silk scarf fluttered around his neck.

"Amitabha, there has never been much enmity between Shaolin and your sect. Is Master Jing trying to stir up a dispute between the two factions?"

At this time, Fang Sheng was still a handsome young monk, holding a string of rosary beads in his left hand. He spoke slowly and calmly. When Huang Lin seemed to be about to take action, he was not in a hurry. He already had the demeanor of a senior monk.

"Last night, Shaolin disciple Xiang Kui attacked and killed Bao Dachu, the elite of our divine sect, just retaliation for retaliation."

Fang Sheng frowned when he heard this and did not say any more meaningless words.

"Amitabha!"

The inner strength was quietly raised.

Suddenly, Fang Sheng's hair stood up, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a beast, and his eyes widened.

Momentum? Like a volcano about to erupt?

The other party is a top-notch master! Is he really the Xiang Master? Is he a master hidden by the Demon Sect?

The Shaolin Temple has a long tradition, and Fang Sheng is one of the top masters among the younger generation in the temple. He is no stranger to momentum, and his figure immediately swayed slightly.

Huang Lin entered an inexplicable state at this time. His whole spirit seemed to be somewhat separated from his body, and he was extremely sensitive to things around him.

He suddenly understood in his heart that the aura had been triggered. He didn't rush to think about the reason, and Fang Sheng's body shook. He was pulled by it, and he shot towards Fang Sheng like lightning. He naturally pulled out the long sword in his hand and raised it.

After last year's competition, his master and his wife told him about momentum. He was already prepared for this. He flicked the fingers of his right hand slightly, and the sword ejected from the sheath and flew straight to the empty space on Fang Sheng's left.

In the momentum state, he felt that he had more precise control over his body. He could usually swing a sword with his left hand and use his right hand to fire a concealed weapon, but he was definitely not able to do so with ease.

Moreover, Fang Sheng's movements seemed to be in slow motion in his eyes.

Before he could think too much, Fang Sheng saw that the hiding space had been sealed. He immediately held the bead in his chest with his left hand and stretched out his right hand to flick the sword.

Mo Ke Finger, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin!

"Dang~"

The sound of the fingers and swords intersecting is like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Fang Sheng is about the same age as Ren Woxing, but his internal energy is so strong! Just a single flesh finger can make Huang Lin's palm slightly numb!

You must know that although Huang Lin has not yet opened his pulse, his internal energy is much purer than ordinary people. This Fang Sheng should not be thirty yet, right?

Little did he know that Fang Sheng was not feeling well right now. The Moko Finger concentrated all the internal energy of the whole body on one finger and used stillness to stop it, which had the effect of striking back and stopping the opponent.

Huang Lin's forward momentum was blocked, so he stepped with his right foot and the long sword hung straight down!

After Fang Sheng pointed a finger, he took a step back. He immediately stretched his right hand down into the string of beads, raised his hands slightly to stretch the string of beads, and blocked the incoming sword. Then he used the beads as an axis, and quickly rotated and twisted with both hands.

, put his palms together, and opened it with one click. The force of the string of beads immediately bounced Huang Lin's sword back.

The Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm is also one of the seventy-two unique skills!

I don’t know what material this rosary bead is made of, but there is no damage at all.

"Ami."

Fang Sheng took a step back and seemed to want to say something, but Huang Lin wouldn't push him.

Step forward and stab!

Facing the incoming sword, Fang Sheng had no choice but to pull apart his clasped hands.

Want to do the same thing again?

As soon as he opened his hand, he saw the sword shaking, the sword light scattered, turning into six or seven sword shadows.

At this time, Fang Sheng wanted to change his tactics and retreat, but it was too late, so he had to withdraw the beads with his left hand, and grabbed the beads with his right hand and swung to intercept them.

Suddenly, the sound of swords and beads intersecting sounded intensively, which was quite pleasant.

Huang Lin wanted to lean up and scream at this moment. This state was so exciting!

This Fang Sheng is slightly stronger than Ren Woxing. Under normal circumstances, he would have used the normal sword style with his left hand to deal with it, which might just give him a slight advantage. But now with his momentum, he was actually overpowering Fang Sheng and fighting!

Unfortunately, it was not Fang Zheng who came. I originally wanted to catch Fang Zheng off guard by switching his right hand, and let him get a box lunch to finish the job.

What a pity.

Since it is Fang Sheng, he should suffer a little.

With a slight step under his feet, Huang Lin quickly shot over and stabbed again!

This time, Fang Sheng no longer stretched out his beads to strangle. He moved a step to the left, swung the beads from his right hand up and down, and his left hand was not idle. He raised the palm of Thousand-Armed Tathagata and struck Huang Lin directly on his shoulder.

Even now, I haven't even thought about killing yet.

Huang Lin had noticed it as soon as Fang Sheng raised his left hand, and with a slight thought in his mind, he raised his right hand, slightly spreading his fingers backwards to gather momentum, and then drew an inexplicable trajectory, and met Fang Sheng's palm.

"Pfft~"

"Big Nine Heavens Hand?!"

Fang Sheng flew back with a spurt of blood. After shouting, he spat out another mouthful of blood when he landed. He immediately turned around and fled. At the same time, the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared.

What a hidden master of the Demon Cult!

Huang Lin dodged when Fang Sheng spurted blood. This was a sequelae of "The Guest in Blood Clothes". When he saw him running away, he pretended to chase him for two steps and then stopped.

Whether it was Fang Sheng or Fang Zheng, if he really disappeared in Luoyang, his suspicion would be very high. After all, he exposed his left sword during the inner sect competition last year.

Now that's good, he imitated Ren Woxing's move of the Great Nine Heavens, and it looked like he really frightened Fang Sheng.

As for the left-handed sword, there are so many left-handed swords in the world. How could Huang Lin, a 17-year-old boy, crush Fang Sheng with just his left hand? Even the Shaolin Temple himself would not believe it.

Huang Lin touched his chin and praised his idea.

After walking around outside the city and finding no one following him, I changed my clothes and returned to Luoyang City through the north gate.

Returning to the escort agency, I greeted my second uncle and hurriedly got into the room.

He immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered the deduction board.

The scene in the deduction board changed for a while and turned into the appearance of a long pavilion ten miles outside Luoyang City.

Fang Sheng's figure also appeared on the official road, but his expression was dull.

The two of them were standing in the same position as before, but there was no dialogue.

For a long time, Huang Lin felt a little depressed.

How do you get into a state of momentum?

Ignoring Fang Sheng who was standing there stupidly, Huang Lin began to carefully recall every detail of the battle outside the city, and compared it with the one in the ring last year.

It seems that there is nothing in common!

When he was in the ring, his mind was completely focused on his moves, and he didn't have the same feeling of being separated from his body just now.

But just now outside the city, he seemed to have no distracting thoughts in his mind, his mind was clear, and he was extremely sensitive to everything around him.

The great road is invisible, giving birth to heaven and earth; the great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon.

The superiors do not fight, but the inferiors are contentious; the superiors are not virtuous, but the inferiors cling to virtue.

Silently he recited the "Qing Jing Sutra", which was the one that the old Taoist priest had explained to him, and it was also the Taoist scripture that he understood the most.

After going back and forth three times, Huang Lin felt his mind was clear.

He immediately raised his sword and stared at Fang Sheng.

Sure enough, the feeling appeared!

Fang Sheng was swaying just like he was outside the city just now, and Huang Lin was also pulled by the energy and rushed out with his sword drawn.

Done!

For him, the next competition is irrelevant. Finding a ticket to gain momentum is much more important than this.

Hahaha.

After dispersing Fang Sheng's figure, Huang Lin stood on the deduction board and laughed. The problem that had troubled him for more than half a year was finally solved!

Although I am not yet proficient, and I still have to rely on chanting scriptures, if I take the first step, there will always be a way later.

Striking while the iron was hot, another figure came over to verify it.

Sure enough, this state was not very good, and he often had to recite scriptures silently beforehand. However, Huang Lin was not depressed and just took his time.

Glancing at the blurry black shadow over there, Huang Lin restored the scene on the deduction board to the appearance of a courtyard and backed out.

The extra black shadow was Dongfang Bai. The two of them only made a move out of thin air, failing to reflect him in. Just like Uncle Yu back then, he could only be left vaguely aside.

He stayed in Luoyang for another three days before bidding farewell to his second uncle. During this period, Huang Lin left a copy of "Chang Fist" to Huang Xiong.

After the previous performance of "Iron Body Kung", he also asked his eldest brother Huang Qi to send a copy here, but "Changchun Kung" still said that the qualifications were not enough.
To be continued...