Su Wangting looked at the Ziwu nail held by the opponent in both hands, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it is also a short weapon suitable for quick attack."
The monk saluted with one palm: "Donor, you still don't want to use the sword?"
Su Wangting shook his head: "I don't like killing people, let alone killing family members."
The monk sneered and said, "The poor monk thanked the benefactor for not killing him?"
Su Wangting threw away the broken stick in his hand: "If you insist on thanking me, then I won't use the stick."
"Oh? Why?"
"If you miss, even a stick can kill someone."
The monk said coldly: "Are you empty-handed?"
Su Wangting smiled and said: "If possible, we'd better not fight. You can kill someone with bare hands."
So the monk immediately broke the rules of anger, became angry, and threw away the meridian nail in his hand.
"Do you dare to test your inner strength!?"
Su Wangting raised his eyebrows: "Oh? That's good. I'm worried that I don't know how to box. If the king's boxing is thrown, the scene will be very ugly."
The monk took a deep breath and slowly stretched out one palm: "Come."
Su Wangting took a few steps closer, stretched out his hand and put it against the other person's palm.
At this time, Pu Ci, who was watching in front of the hall, smiled.
A test of internal strength is just what he wants!
The solid internal strength of Tieshan Temple's sect is recognized in the martial arts world.
The internal cultivation method of his sect - "Changhong Guanri Heart Sutra", is known as the pinnacle of internal cultivation in the martial arts world. Even though various weapon routines have been leaked out for thousands of years, this set of mental methods is kept secret.
The internal strength of the monk who is competing this time is among the best in the Luohan Hall. And among the entire young generation of Tieshan Temple, this person's internal strength can be said to be the best.
This is because this person is born with a much stronger and wider Dantian than ordinary people, and his innate conditions are very suitable for deep practice of internal strength.
To put it bluntly, he is gifted.
At this time, Pu Ci secretly thought that Su Wangting's behavior of giving up the fast attack he was good at and agreeing to compete in internal strength was really stupid.
He had almost predicted that Su Wangting's meridians would be injured by the monk.
If it doesn't go well, the meridians will be severed and the person will become a cripple.
Although the so-called Jianghu Bounty Order was issued by Tianlan Peak, whom Tieshan Temple did not take seriously, if Tieshan Temple took action to subdue this person, his status as a martial arts master would be greatly consolidated.
It's a pleasure to be able to show off the martial arts world again with this incident!
Just as I was thinking this, I heard the monk shout softly, and a strong wind burst out between the two of them!
Rao was Puci who was further away from the two of them, and his cassock was also being scraped and whistling.
"Not bad." Su Wangting nodded.
The monk was secretly surprised when he saw that Su Wangting's face not only showed no trace of embarrassment, but also smiled and praised himself.
"Not bad, right?" the monk tried tentatively.
Su Wangting's face was full of sincerity: "It's indeed not bad."
"Humph, you praised me too early!!"
Hearing the monk shout loudly, veins popped up on his forehead, and a stronger wave of energy burst out from the palms of their hands!
Su Wangting nodded again and said with a smile: "Your internal strength is indeed strong!"
"I want you to praise me!? I don't know what to say!!"
The monk shouted again!
"boom!"
dusty.
The ground beneath their feet actually collapsed by an inch!!
Su Wangting didn't laugh this time, and his expression became serious.
The monk clenched his teeth and continued to release his inner strength: "How! How can you stop laughing now! Let's see how long you can last!!!"
Su Wangting stared closely at the monk's face that looked ferocious due to excessive exertion, and said in a deep voice: "Are you... coming here to shatter my meridians and take my life?"
"So what!? I don't know how high the sky is, how dare you come to Tieshan Temple to run wild!!!"
"boom!"
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The ground beneath their feet collapsed again, forming a shallow pit.
However, Su Wangting's face did not show the panic expected by the monk. Not only that, the corners of his mouth raised again: "If you want to kill me, you must be willing to risk your own life."
The hand opposite Su Wangting's suddenly grabbed the other's palm.
The monk was shocked: "You... what are you doing! We agreed to compete with each other in terms of internal strength. Are you trying to cheat!!"
"Bineli, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the roaring air waves stopped.
The dust settled and there was silence.
Su Wangting's hand was still holding the opponent's palm.
The monk just had his eyes widened and his mouth half-opened, motionless.
"Concession."
Su Wangting released the monk's hand.
The monk, on the other hand, still maintained the action of raising his palm, seemingly frozen.
Pu Ci was greatly puzzled when he saw this.
He, Su Wangting, actually said a word of concession?
But the monk was still standing on the spot intact and was not shaken away by Su Wangting's internal force.
In the scene just now, it seemed that the monk was exerting his majestic internal energy, but Su Wangting did not emit any waves of energy. No matter how you look at it, it was the monk who took the initiative.
But this guy actually said concession out of nowhere?
When did he win?
As soon as the sarcastic smile appeared on Pu Ci's face, the monk who had not moved yet slowly lowered his palm.
"puff!!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth!!
"You..." The monk pressed his chest and knelt down on one knee.
"What am I?" Su Wangting looked down at him coldly.
"What on earth are you..."
Before the words "Who is the Holy One" could be uttered, the monk rolled his eyes and fell to the ground without moving.
Pu Ci was shocked, rushed over, grabbed the monk's hand and took his pulse.
Su Wangting said coldly: "He had murderous intentions towards me. I could have retaliated. But for the sake of being a monk, I restrained my strength. Otherwise, his meridians would have been broken by now."
Pu Ci put down the monk's hand and stared blankly at Su Wangting.
How could this person be so strong internally?
Can he easily stun the first internal cultivator since Tieshan Temple?
"Let him go." Su Wangting repeated again.
Pu Ci glanced at the narrow-sheathed long knife on the ground not far away and remained silent.
He understood that if this person picked up the sword again and went on a killing spree, many disciples would fall.
Never let this happen during the abbot's retreat!!
"Dream!!" Pu Ci roared angrily and kicked the long knife away.
As soon as the roar died down, dozens of black shadows appeared around Su Wangting.
They are all monks from Luohan Hall.
Tieshan Temple dares to look down on the other three major sects. In addition to the amazing cultivation of the abbot and a group of eminent monks, it relies on the Arhat Hall!
Those who can enter the Arhat Hall must be the elite among the monks.
The two people who had just fought against Su Wangting were just rising stars in Tieshan Temple. Compared with the backbone of Luohan Hall, they were still a little immature.
There are many masters in the Luohan Hall who can match the strength of the heads of the other three major sects. In other words, just picking one person from the Luohan Hall can intimidate any major sect.
If they were surrounded by dozens of such masters, no matter who they were, they would probably only be able to wail.
Or lament that life is like an ant.
But Su Wangting sneered again and again.
"Looking at this posture, are you trying to kill me?"
Pu Ci said in a deep voice: "The prohibition on killing should not be broken. But you should be punished for such a scourge!"
A cold light flashed in Su Wangting's eyes: "You mean, instead of letting me go, you also want to kill me?"
Pu Ci did not answer, he only frowned and nodded slightly to the monks.
It means, "kill"!
So Su Wangting immediately disappeared on the spot.
When the monks saw him again, he appeared in
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next to his long knife.
Su Wangting bent down and picked up the long knife, hung it back on his waist, looked at the monks coldly and said slowly: "I said, if you want to kill me, you must risk your life."
After he finished speaking, there were bursts of soft cheers among the monks.
For a moment, the martial arts arena was filled with waves of energy, and dozens of powerful internal forces were unleashed!
Even on the roof of the Main Hall, the golden glazed tiles were creaking, as if they could no longer withstand the waves of air rushing around and were lifted up.
Su Wangting took a deep breath, slowly turned sideways, slightly bent his knees, and leaned forward slightly.
He was holding the scabbard with his left hand, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, and stared at the monks who were about to make a move with his dark eyes.
Knife drawing style.
Unlike his previous slouchy stance, this time he was in a sword-drawing stance!
Facing dozens of master-level monks, he indeed seemed serious.
"Stop~~~~~"
A powerful voice suddenly echoed through the mountains.
"Good internal strength!" Su Wangting couldn't help but praise.
All the monks were startled. They turned around and saw a figure appearing on the roof of the Main Hall.
He looks like a monk with a white beard.
I saw that this person was not as tall and tall as Pu Ci. Although he was thin, he looked energetic. He was also wearing a yellow sea robe and a red cassock. He was holding a nine-ring Zen staff and looked down at the martial arts field.
Everyone inside looked solemn.
Upon seeing this, Puci immediately put his hands together and bowed in salute.
All the monks in the Luohan Hall knelt down with a roar.
"Congratulations to Abbot Pukong for his departure!"
The general sky fell from the top of the palace.
Pu Ci hurriedly took two steps forward, pointed at Su Wangting and said, "Brother Abbot, this person..."
"No need to say it, I already know everything about it." Pukong interrupted Puci.
"Yes. Let the abbot punish this person."
Pukong nodded slightly and waved his sleeves at the bottom of the steps. All the monks in the Arhat Hall stood up and quickly left the martial arts arena.
"Pu Ci, why do you still want to pursue Tian Ji Jiu Zhang despite being told several times that you are not convinced?" Pukong said in a deep voice.
Pu Ci quickly bowed and said, "Abbott, now two of the white jade pieces from the Nine Chapters of Secrets have fallen into the hands of evil people. If they get the strange scriptures, I am afraid it will bring disaster to the martial arts world."
Pukong frowned slightly, rolled up his sleeves and said: "No matter what the reason is, if a monk has nothing in all the four elements, how can he be greedy? All the abbots of this temple have told us to stay away from the world's disputes and practice meditation. If you have to join the world, it will only be to promote Buddhism. Could it be that?
you forgot!?"
Pu Ci lowered his head to hide the dissatisfaction on his face, and whispered: "Yes, the poor monk will remember what the abbot said."
Pukong nodded: "You should step back first."
Puci said something to Amitabha, glanced at Su Wangting, hummed softly, and left the martial arts arena.
At this time, Pukong slowly walked down the steps and walked in front of Su Wangting. He put his hands together and said with a smile, "That's good! Thank you, Master Su, for showing mercy. Otherwise, I'm afraid there would be corpses all over the ground by now."
Su Wangting bowed his hands and said, "I have met the abbot in charge. I don't mean to offend, it's just..."
Pukong smiled and waved his hand: "Donor Su, there is no need to explain. The little novice monk has told me the whole story."
"Then can you ask the abbot to show your respect and let the cuckoo go?"
"It should be released! No matter what the reason is, Buddhism's pure land should not force people to stay. If this is the case, wouldn't it be the same as the Jianghu sect?"
Su Wangting was overjoyed when he heard this: "Thank you so much, Abbot!"
Pukong twirled his white beard and said: "Although Puci shouldn't embarrass you, after all, Luohan Hall is the foundation of this temple. If you are allowed to take people away, I am afraid that the monks in Luohan Hall will be unhappy. Pukong
As the abbot, the monk must give them an explanation. I hope the donor can understand the poor monk."
Su Wangting was startled when he heard this.
Listening to this, could there be another change?
Still refuse to let him go?
"Then I dare to ask the abbot, how can I take the person away?"