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Wuchanyuan, practice room.

Under the leadership of Zhengyao, the group finally entered the practice room.

The practice room is actually not that big. There is a high-arched platform in the middle that is similar to a ring. The platform is about one meter high and should be about 20 square meters in size. It is more than enough to be used as a ring.

There were several wooden dummies and sandbags placed on the platform, and various weapons were piled on both sides. However, these weapons were obviously rarely used, and there was already a layer of dust on the surface.

The next Dharma exchange must take place on that wooden platform.

The so-called Dharma exchange is actually a martial arts competition. This is the first time Zhengyao has heard of it.

However, Zhengyao also understood that these monks from the Western Regions were clearly looking for trouble, and their purpose was very clear, for the so-called Marrow Cleansing Sutra. Of course, this was only the superficial purpose, and there might be something unknown inside.

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Zhengyao naturally didn't want to reason with such people. Saying ten more sentences would not be as enjoyable or effective as fighting with them.

The competition adopts a best-of-three-game system, that is to say, whoever wins two games can get the other's things.

"Amitabha, how good it is! Grand Master Amoni has now come to the practice room. I wonder how Grand Master Amoni wants to compete? Should it be a one-by-one competition, or three competitions at the same time?"

At this time, Zhengyao directly entered the topic. Since there was a competition, the rules of the competition should be clearly explained first, so as not to cause any unpleasantness later.

As the saying goes, there is no circle without rules. No matter what, there must be requirements and standards.

"Namo Amitabha! What little master Huihe said is absolutely true! The poor monk said it bluntly! The poor monk thinks that the competition should be held one by one, so that everyone can watch it carefully. This is also the original purpose of this exchange

Purpose."

Amoni nodded and said with a smile... .

Although his last sentence sounds false, it is undeniable that what he said makes sense. After all, if three matches are held at the same time, it will be difficult to make temporary changes according to changes in the situation.

After all, Armoni was determined to win this time, so he naturally did not allow his side to make any mistakes or even the slightest slip.

Zhengyao pursed his lips slightly and said with a smile on the tip of his nose: "Then I wonder if Grand Master Amoni wants to decide who will participate in the competition first, or does he want to send people up before the competition starts?"

Hearing what Zhengyao said, Armoni was stunned for a moment: I heard that there are not many masters in Wuchanyuan, but looking at the young monk in front of him, he seems to have a few more days, and I don’t know if the news is really reliable! If the personnel had been sent out early,

If it is settled, if something goes wrong, wouldn't it be too late to remedy the situation? It's impossible!

After thinking in his mind for a moment, Amoni immediately raised his head and said to Zhengyao: "Namo Amitabha! It's better to have a fight and decide on one person! In this way, wouldn't it be more meaningful to make the competition full of variables?"

In fact, Zhengyao had already guessed what Monk Amoni was thinking, and it was just a symbolic question. For Zhengyao, this was the best, at least, so that he could take the opportunity to spy on what the other party had in mind.

How much strength.

"Well! Can the competition begin now?"

Zhengyao nodded again, then looked at Armoni inquiringly and said, but it was very interesting.

"Namo Amitabha! Is the Abbot of Hue ready?"

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Amoni's mouth, and he immediately looked at the abbot of Hue and said.

"Amitabha, that's good! Since the Grand Master Amoni has already prepared, I won't say anything more. The competition will begin now!"

The abbot of Hue forced a smile and said, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that he really wanted to compete with these monks in martial arts. It is estimated that there are really not many people in Wu Chan Monastery who can compete on the stage...

.But since the Prince Consort agreed, and Prince Jing on the side had no intention of objecting, then the Prince Consort must have his own ideas.

Therefore, he, the abbot, had no choice but to ignore it and let Zheng Yao accompany these monks. Anyway, Wuchanyuan had a deep connection with the imperial court. If it could be incorporated into the royal temple, he would not mind.

King Zheng Yao and Jing made a lot of noise.

After saying that, the abbot of Hue winked at the young monks next to him, instructing them to move the things off the platform so as not to affect the competition.

The young monks were very understanding. After nodding their heads, they walked straight to the platform and immediately moved down the sandbags and wooden mannequins.

When I was young, there was nothing on the platform. Except for the fence, it looked like a competition arena.

"Namo Amitabha! That's great! Let the competition begin!"

With that said, Armoni also stepped towards the platform, but his face was filled with excitement.

Perhaps Amoni is very confident at this moment, because since he dares to come here to provoke, he must be fully prepared. He must also know that there are no masters in Wuchanyuan. But seeing him at this moment

His eyes seemed to have seen endless greed like the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.

Regarding this, Zhengyao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Such a person can still be a monk and a national teacher. The world is really in chaos.

Arriving at the platform, the three monks who came with Amoni were already gearing up, especially Nadayenu, who seemed ready to be the first to appear.

Zhengyao shrugged, wiped the tip of his nose, and said to Amitabha again: "Amitabha, that's so good! I don't know which master Amoni will send out first to teach?"

While speaking, Zhengyao couldn't help but look at the three monks beside him.

The four monks in front of me are all descendants of the Xi Zang Tantra. It is said that the Xi Zang Tantra is mainly about martial arts, so most of them like to fight and win. Therefore, in Zhengyao's view, those who can come here have gone through thousands of challenges.

The selected elites are.

In other words, no matter who appears, there seems to be no manpower available in Wuchanyuan to compete with him, so he will definitely lose.

"The Armoni in front of me should be the most powerful among the four, and he will definitely appear. And if I had a head-on confrontation with him, it would be difficult to determine the outcome. It is not safe and is not advisable. As for the other three,

I am quite sure of winning! So, it looks like we have to use extraordinary means!"

While looking at the four people in front of him, Zhengyao murmured in his heart. Obviously the competition has not started yet. Zhengyao has already begun to figure out how to win.

Zhengyao's analysis is absolutely correct. After all, this Amoni is also a national master of a country, and he is an elder of the Xi Zang Tantric Sect, so his martial arts skills are not a problem. Compared with Zhengyao, there is no sure win.

Zheng Yao understood this deeply.

For a calculating person like Zhengyao, he would never do anything that he was not sure of. Even if he had a gambler's mentality and thoughts, Zhengyao would never dare to take advantage of Wuchanyuan's temple.

Bao Ximijing came to mess around.

Therefore, Zhengyao has already made his own decision, although this decision seems a little bit...

"Namo Amitabha! Master Huihe's words are wrong. Don't take your advice seriously. Just let's have a discussion! Anmida, you will be the first one!"

Amoni bowed slightly to Zhengyao, then turned sideways and said to the middle-aged man with a long face and big ears.

This man with the long face and big ears is naturally the Anmida whom Armoni calls. It can be seen that Anmida is slightly shorter than Armoni, but relatively speaking, he is still relatively tall, probably about 1.8 meters.

, similar to Zhengyao.

However, this person's body shape is a bit thin. Just like his face, at first glance, the whole person looks like an elongated eggplant, as skinny as a rib. Zhengyao estimated in his heart. The person in front of him is 1.8 meters tall.

Does the monk weigh one hundred kilograms?

"Although this Anmida looks skinny, his martial arts skills should be quite good. He must win the first match but not lose."

Zhengyao was like an electronic scanner. He could tell the opponent's martial arts strength at a glance. While muttering in his heart, Zhengyao couldn't help but glance at Liu Yan.

Although this look may not seem like much to others, Liu Yan understood it clearly. It was obvious that Zhengyao was asking him to go up.

Liu Yan himself also knew very well that there were no masters in Wuchanyuan at all (of course, this was only what he saw on the surface, and whether there were any inside still needed to be investigated). Now that Wuchanyuan was in trouble, he naturally had to take action.

Helped.

There was no need for Zhengyao to say a word or anyone to mention a word. Liu Yan nodded lightly and immediately walked forward and said: "Amitabha, that's so good! Then let me meet this young monk from the Western Regions."

Eminent monk!"

After saying that, Liu Yan suddenly jumped up and jumped onto a platform about one meter high.

Seeing Liu Yan show off his skills, Anmida was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at Amoni.

It seems that Anmida's eyes can see that he has the slightest doubt about this, as if there is a certain discrepancy with what he knows.

Perhaps before this, they had already investigated the situation in Wuchanyuan, and it seemed that there were no experts. However, what they saw in front of them was...

"Come on! Business as usual!"

"Yes, Grand Master!"

After saying that, Anmida let out a hiss, jumped straight onto the platform, and glared at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan could already feel that Anmida was not weak in terms of his skills and the slight hint of murderous intent.

However, this did not seem to affect Liu Yan's mood, but his face was very calm, and his deep eyes were even calmer.

Seeing two people standing on the platform instantly, a martial arts competition was about to begin. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Naturally, they were a little more looking forward to the upcoming competition.

Even the abbot of Hue began to feel slightly excited. Perhaps for Wu Chan Monastery, it seems that there has never been such a competition in the past hundreds of years! And this time, if the competition is won, it is probably doomed.

It will be recorded in the annals of history, and he, the abbot, should also be able to leave his name.

Thinking of this, the abbot of Hue also smiled.
Chapter completed!