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Chapter 10: Show Your Power;

Behind Mo Qianyu, the demonized Angry Eye King Kong punched several times in succession.

The light red fist force continuously impacted the emerald lotus bone, and emerald green energy fragments scattered in the sky.

A trace of doubt flashed in the drunk Arhat's eyes.

He secretly thought it was incredible how this young man could break through his "water lily barrier" given his level.

Mo Qianyu shouted loudly.

The Vajra shadow behind him seemed to be covered in a red flame battle suit, emitting extremely scorching heat in mid-air.

The next moment, the Vajra shadow turned into a fireball, mixed with astonishing power, and hit the lotus where the drunk Arhat was.

The old man looked at the attack in front of him with no emotion in his heart. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.

Around his body, all the lotus bones bloomed.

Countless lotus flowers, layer upon layer, cover the sky and the earth.

This is the complete body of the "water lily barrier".

The bolide struck the water lily barrier, like a red-hot iron pressing against an ice wall.

The emerald lotuses were all broken.

Seeing that the barrier was broken, the Drunken Arhat finally stopped sleeping.

He stood up, stretched out, and muttered something indistinctly. Bursts of Buddhist words echoed in the air, as if there were thousands of Buddhist monks chanting in unison.

Dozens of golden "Wan" characters are blocking the front of the bolide. But this only has a delaying effect. Each "Wan" character can only resist for a moment before being evaporated by the high temperature.

The drunk Arhat took off the gourd of wine from his waist, raised his head and drank heavily, his face slowly turning red.

“Good wine!”

"You can laugh a few times in your life, but when you meet in a fight of wine, you must be drunk; when wine and meat pass through the intestines, they remain in the heart of the Buddha; when people are drunk but not drunk, everything is just a dream."

All the emerald lotuses in the air shattered and turned into streams of emerald green energy, which converged into the Drunk Arhat's body.

In an instant, the old man's body became like a pure jade stone, crystal clear.

He then transformed into an emerald Arhat, standing on the field like a hill!

Two shallow footprints were stepped on the ground by this Emerald Arhat...

You know, the competition venue is made of special alloy and is extremely strong.

The Emerald Arhat opened his mouth and sucked hard.

The massive bolide turned into a red light and was sucked into its belly!

Mo Qianyu was a little dumbfounded.

The move just now evolved from the first of the "Seven Fighting Moves" created by him in his previous life, "Angrily Asking the Sky."

According to his prediction, even if he couldn't inflict serious damage on his opponent, he would definitely be in a hurry. As long as he saw the right time, he would have a chance to win.

This move consumed a lot of energy in his body! Unexpectedly, it had no effect on the old man at all.

This drunken Arhat is really cunning, using pure energy to compete from the very beginning.

Moreover, he is not in the late stage of King Realm at all, at least he is in the early stage of Spirit Realm!

The realm of the spirit is a watershed from the previous realms.

When you reach the spirit realm, you can stimulate your own special abilities in your bloodline inheritance at a deeper level.

You can also mobilize a small part of the inherited power for your own use and create your own cultivation path.

The external deity used by Drunk Arhat now is definitely a magical power that belongs to the spirit realm.

A thunderous voice came from the mouth of the Emerald Arhat:

"Young man, your moves are amazing. It's a pity that your level is too low. It's just superficial and has no connotation."

"But with your level, you can force me to use the sleeping arhat's true form, which is enough for you to be proud of. May I ask which Buddhist master does your inheritance come from?"

Mo Qianyu's heart felt so cold at this moment...

There is a big difference between him and the old man. From the other side's point of view, his offensive is just like the breeze and drizzle, not worth mentioning.

Mo Qianyu made up his mind and prepared to go all out and give the old man a hard blow!

He restrained his murderous aura and said respectfully:

"Old senior, it's the junior who is rude. My bloodline comes from the Buddha, the Buddha, who presides over the Dharma Sea at Jinshan Temple. For the sake of our Buddhist heritage, please show mercy."

After speaking, he put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ritual.

The drunken Arhat was a little embarrassed to see the young man like this. He removed his Dharmakaya and restored his original appearance.

The old man looked a little excited and walked quickly towards Mo Qianyu.

"Young man, are you the bloodline inheritor of World Honored Fa Hai? That's great! You must have practiced the mighty Tianlong true skill. We can exchange ideas about Buddhist cultivation."

As he said that, the drunk man reached out and patted the young man's shoulder gently to express comfort.

The people watching the battle were not satisfied and were enjoying themselves. As they continued to fight, the two began to get close...

In particular, the Drunken Arhat showed extremely strong strength just now, and a large number of guests placed their bets on winning on him.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Mo Qianyu suddenly burst into flames...

The Buddhist bead bracelet on his left wrist bloomed with colorful brilliance, and the Qingtian Zen staff appeared in his hand.

Without saying a word, the young man picked up his Zen staff and smashed it on the old man's head.

The drunk man really didn't expect that the young man opposite him was so despicable and shameless. One moment, he was smiling with sincerity in his eyes. The next moment, he turned around faster than flipping through a book.

The drunken Arhat deeply felt that this Zen staff was extraordinary. As soon as the Zen staff came out, he had the urge to surrender to it, and the energy in his body was flowing around uncontrollably.

Thanks to the old man's rich experience in actual combat, he remained calm despite being frightened by the surprise attack.

He turned his body slightly to the side and escaped the attack of the Zen staff by a hair's breadth.

Speaking of combat experience, Mo Qianyu was a real mercenary god in his previous life! What kind of battle has he not experienced?

After finally deceiving the old man, how could he lose the opportunity again?

Mo Qianyu gritted his teeth and injected a large amount of Buddhist energy in his body into the Qingtian Zen Staff.

"Qingtian turns into a dragon, bound!"

The Zen staff turned into a colorful dragon, chasing the drunken Arhat and trying to entangle him.

The drunk Arhat's body movements were strange, as if he had drunk too much and was still asleep. He yawned continuously, staggered on his feet, and staggered around in a disorderly manner.

But what is puzzling is that with such a mess of body skills, he can always cleverly avoid the attack of the Zen staff.

Mo Qianyu is in trouble...

This Qingtian Zen rod is indeed extremely powerful, but my level is too low and I cannot withstand the rapid consumption of energy by the Zen rod.

There is no other way but to use another trick!

Mo Qianyu shouted at the drunk Arhat:

"Old bastard, you are a Buddhist scum. The poor monk Fa Hai is here, you monster, why don't you reveal yourself and die soon!"

This is a bit too ugly to say...

When the Drunk Arhat heard these words, he was immediately filled with anger. His originally stable Buddha's heart suddenly lost control, and his body skills also paused for a moment.

Mo Qianyu took this opportunity, flew forward, held the Zen staff, and hit the old man's waist hard.

The Drunken Arhat was hit hard by this blow, and his whole body flew backwards, blood spurting out from his mouth.

The old man hit the protective cover at the edge of the field, slowly slid down, and fell face down to the ground motionless. He had lost his fighting ability!

Host Bai Xingwan's voice echoed throughout the black boxing ring.
Chapter completed!
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