For decades, ascetic monks have only sat cross-legged and meditated, but never lie in bed. This perseverance alone is enough. Although this is a compulsory practice for monks, in today's era, there are still several monks who can play like this.

Krakk! As Master Yanqing stood up, the thin old monk's muscles and bones burst out, and there was a bit of Chenhutu. This is the manifestation of the great fire practice of external kung fu, which is quite terrifying. But Yi Jun knew that this old monk who guarded a rich collection of martial arts would definitely not only practice external kung fu. Just like the "Yi Jin Jing" which is called the "Yi Jin Jing" that has the effect of washing essence and marrow, it is impossible for him not to practice it. This old monk must be a master who practices both inside and outside.

Yi Jun laughed, shook his neck, clenched his fists, and made a sound. "Master, if you take action, you may not be too lawful."

"I'm even more unruly in a fight!" As he said that, the old monk took the lead in taking action, like a galloping horse!

Yi Jun grinned: Damn, he is also shameless.

This old monk is really, he has tried his best from the beginning. Some people say that he will fight when he is disagreeing, but Yi Jun and him are not even "disagreeing", and the old guy is also merciless.

"You are also a good young man, but within a hundred moves... Hum!" The old monk's generous monk's robe danced fiercely, and rushed over like a wind. "I'm afraid that within a hundred moves, you will be taught a lesson by me and ran away in a panic!"

As he said that, the old monk had already stood up and moved forward. The wide monk's robe seemed to be suddenly filled with energy and the strong wind was inflating. More importantly, the old guy's footsteps were calm and his path changed very quickly, which was mainly due to his familiarity with the environment here. He knew the direction of every brick on the ground clearly.

Yi Jun took the palm and punched the opponent's arm, but he was shocked to find that his strength had deviated! The robe of the monk was like an inflatable airbag. Although it was not so exaggerated, it could at least greatly affect the opponent's judgment. I don't know how the old monk did it. The masters fought for the first line. If they used the force in each punch and kick so much, it would definitely be extremely dangerous.

He has already fought twenty or thirty moves in a row. Not only Master Yanqing, but also more than ten monks present, he has to admit that the young man in front of him is indeed powerful. In the entire Duolin Temple, almost no one can control this guy except Master Abbot. Even the heads of the Arhat Hall, the Bodhidharma Hall, the Precepts Academy, or perhaps the heads of the Duolin Temple monk training group may not be his opponent!

Just when everyone was admiring Yi Jun, something that was not very admirable happened. Yi Jun yelled: "Hidden weapon!"

My grass! A group of monks were shocked and almost got angry. Bastards, this is a very open competition, so how could they be so fun?

Of course, even Master Yanqing was stagnant and took two steps a little nervously.

At this moment, Yi Jun really produced a "hidden weapon", but it was not targeting Master Yanqing. Yi Jun danced with one hand, and a few small stones shot out. Immediately afterwards, with everyone's exclamation, the Sutra Pavilion suddenly became a dark thing!

Grass, this guy actually turned off the electric light!

Suddenly, when people step from light to darkness, their eyes will fall into a brief blindness in an instant. This is a physiological rule. Even a master like Master Yanqing can recover faster than others at most. However, Yi Jun, who was prepared, recovered faster.

So, in the midst of chaos, a harsh sound came out. Master Yanqing's bulging monk's robe sleeve was torn into two pieces by Yi Jun!

"Okay, you little thief!" Master Yanqing, who was bare-armed, was angry. He did not look like a monk from Duolin Temple now? Instead, he looked more like a great lama from Buddhist Tantric Buddhism!

In fact, Yi Jun has already given him face. Taking advantage of that moment of blindness, Yi Jun had the opportunity to sweep Master Yanqing's waist with one leg, and he had at least seven or eight points to hit. But he was not that good because his move was already relatively bad, and it would be a bit unreasonable to take the opportunity to hurt people. All he needed was a relatively fair competition environment - Master Yanqing was familiar with the terrain, while Yi Jun was more familiar with night battles, so it would be better to have the advantage of both sides.

Immediately afterwards, the fierce fighting between the two sides became even more fierce, and the sound of bangs and thumps continued. Yi Jun was also secretly surprised, thinking that this old monk was not simple, but he was indeed a master of both internal and external cultivation. Although he was only 1.7 meters tall, his legs and feet were only hard, he probably was close to Boss Chen. Even if he was compared with Chen Hutu, the King of Muay Thai. This is hard skill, and he could not get it if he had to practice hard.

However, without the wide sleeves of the monk's robe, it was at least impossible for the old monk to use the monk's robe to make a fuss. Therefore, he could only start to fight hard.

Although the group of monks were nervous for a while, they were all good-skilled trainers and immediately returned to peace. However, they were helpless about the dark night. These were monks, and they were never allowed to smoke or anything else, otherwise once they were discovered, they would definitely be tortured to death by their master Yanqing. This is good, there was not even a lighter on them.

Therefore, Master Yanqing and Yi Jun could only fight in the dark. Fortunately, Master Yanqing was very familiar with the environment here, and even with his eyes closed, he knew where the tables and chairs were placed. However, this was the case.

But Yi Jun is a night vision! At this time, he actually saw it clearly, at least he could accurately see the objects placed around him, so the difference is not too big than usual.

Yi Jun was fighting and walking, and his eyes had already been aiming at a bench over there. Finally, he came to the bench, but his hands were not moved. He just hooked his toes lightly and hooked the bench over. Then, he suddenly placed the bench in front of him.

Master Yanqing was not careful. It was a little late when he heard the sound. His legs had even touched the bench, and he was even a little surprised. In the environment of the black winter, he suddenly touched a foreign object, so of course he could not help but be shocked. Moreover, Master Yanqing's body could not help but stop suddenly and did not pursue him for the time being.

But at this moment, Yi Jun suddenly stretched out his left hand. It was not a punch, but a "bang" sound!

Huh... a ball of fierce flame suddenly rose. In the dark environment, such a dazzling light suddenly appeared, of course it was unbearable. What's more, the fire thing was originally very scary, and it appeared just a foot away in front of Master Yanqing!

Because Master Yanqing, who touched the bench, was a little caught off guard, and now he was stunned by the fire again. But before he could come back to his senses, the whole environment immediately returned to darkness and the flames were extinguished! So Master Yanqing's eyes became even more briefly blind. Too thrilling, I couldn't stand it!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yi Jun's right fist slammed over and rushed straight to the old monk's face!

"Eighty-three moves!" Yi Jun yelled.
Chapter completed!