Qi Bingxian's chopping fist fell, and was being held by Jiuheng's arms!
There were two loud noises under Jiuheng's feet, and he seemed to have dropped more than ten centimeters.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that his feet were like stakes that had pierced the floor, and his whole body sank with it.
Qi Dangxian clenched his fist, and then threw a horizontal punch.
Jiuheng blocked it with his hand, and then he flew out from the ground. His back hit the steps in front of the hall with a bang, and was shattered and cracked by the impact.
He opened his mouth and spit out two bloody molars.
"I won't fight! I can't beat you!" Jiuheng waved his hands angrily and got up. He felt dizzy and his physical strength was a little weak.
Qi Dang smiled casually, put his hands away, and stood there without pursuing him.
Jiuheng said: "In terms of boxing skills, I'm not much behind you! But your physical fitness is much higher than mine. If we keep fighting, I won't be able to keep up."
This martial arts monk is also a magnanimous person and a sensible person.
When he reaches this level, he can certainly see how far Qi Bingxian's personal cultivation has reached.
"If you're not even close to me in terms of boxing skills, you're really missing out on me. In terms of boxing skills, I can still beat you to death." Qi Dingxian said with a smile.
Jiuheng didn't comment. After all, he was inferior in skills and had nothing to say.
All the monks on the Buddhist side were speechless. Even Jiuheng felt ashamed in front of Qi Bingxian. What else could they say?
On the Holy Cult side, everyone cheered and looked at Qi Bingxian with eyes full of fanaticism.
Awesome!
Samson’s Spirit of Judges is too powerful, and Archbishop Qi is certainly not bad either. Otherwise, why didn’t the Spirit of Judges choose someone else?
The Pope is wise and has great vision!
Archbishop Qi is said to be about to take over as the next generation of pope. It seems that it is not a rumor. Such an outstanding person does have such qualifications!
An old monk said to Jiuheng: "Jiuheng, although you lost today, don't be discouraged! Sooner or later, you will surpass him."
Jiuheng shook his head, sneered, and said: "You, a Buddhist practitioner, don't comment on martial arts! You know how to use a hammer."
"Breaking the void and seeing the indestructibility of gods requires a great opportunity to break through. Although I am only a thin line away from this state now..."
"But, if I didn't have the opportunity, I wouldn't have been able to reach such a height in my life!"
"Do you think martial arts is the same as your Buddhist teachings? Just sit down on the futon and chant sutras all day long."
"funny!"
The old monk's face turned red at Jiuheng's words, and he didn't know how to respond!
He was paralyzed, and he tried to comfort him with good intentions, but he was actually sprayed in return?
Qi Dangxian smiled at Jiuheng and said, "You want a chance? I can give it to you!"
Jiuheng shook his head and said: "It doesn't make much sense for me to engage in a life-and-death battle with you. Besides, neither you nor I have that kind of intention."
Qi and others spread their hands leisurely and said: "Although I can't fight you to the death, there are many people who have hatred against me! As long as you come with me, I guarantee that you will have the opportunity to come into contact with all kinds of masters. Among them
, there is even a ghost guy from the United States, a guy whose kung fu training is no worse than mine!"
Jiuheng was shocked after hearing this and said: "What? Can a ghost guy from the United States practice Kung Fu to your level? I don't believe it!"
Qi Dangxian said calmly: "Don't believe it, this man is a general of the CIA in the United States. He is in charge of a mysterious organization and is known as the strongest human being. I have had three confrontations with him, and I have only taken advantage of him once."
Jiuheng felt dizzy after hearing this, and gritted his teeth and said: "I have been imprisoned for twenty years, and so many interesting things have happened in the world?!"
Qi Dangxian smiled, with a strange look on his face, and said: "Moreover, I am also in charge of a prison, and there are very powerful people incarcerated in it. On weekdays, you can compete with them to sharpen your skills.
Martial arts.”
Jiuheng almost suffocated, where is such a magical place?
"Senior Jiuheng, you are a monk in our Buddhist sect, don't listen to this guy's slander!" Monk Weilong saw that the situation was not good, jumped out in a hurry, and shouted loudly at Jiuheng.
Jiuheng couldn't help but ponder, and said: "Well...if it's really that interesting..."
Monk Weilong said: "Senior Jiuheng, you are a member of the Buddhist sect. Your future goal is to save all sentient beings and become a Buddha..."
Qi and others joked: "In this Dharma-ending age when all the Buddhas are far away from the world of five turbidities, who else can rectify the mind of Anuttara Samyak Samya Bodhi. Since you can't achieve anything by cultivating the mind, why not cultivate martial arts wholeheartedly?"
Jiuheng burst out laughing and said, "You're right! If it's like what Archbishop Qi said, and there are so many powerful people to fight against, what kind of fucking bird Buddhism are you practicing!"
On the Buddhist side, the monks were surprised and then furious.
"Brother Jiuheng, if you follow me, I guarantee that you will fight every day in the future, and every one of you will be a master!" Qi Bingxian waved to Jiuheng.
"Okay, okay! I hope you keep what you say, otherwise, don't blame me for making a scene. Although you are better than me, you may not be able to control me if I make a scene!" Jiuheng laughed.
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With Jiuheng's skill, Qi Bingxian could defeat him, but if he just wanted to escape and then hide to cause trouble, it would really be a headache.
Qi Dangxian smiled at Jiuheng and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee you will be beaten severely after I come back to prison with you!"
Jiuheng's eyes shone brightly, and he said in surprise: "A beating?! So good, so good... so good! I have never tasted what it feels like to be beaten severely in my life. I hope he can break my legs..."
Qi Dangxian's mouth twitched, who the hell is this person? Does he have masochistic tendencies? He actually wants to have his legs broken?
The Taoist sect couldn't help but feel amused. Now, the Buddhist sect invited a powerful senior figure. It turned out that this senior figure was no match for Qi Bingxian, and was directly instigated to rebel.
"Senior Jiuheng, are you really going to betray our Buddhist sect?!" Monk Weilong couldn't help but roared.
"Damn it! I have been imprisoned in the Siguo Pagoda for twenty years, so I am worthy of the Buddha. In this life, I have only pursued martial arts a little, and you don't want me to pursue my dream, right?!" Jiuheng
But he said it without caring.
“Without dreams, what’s the difference between a person and a salted fish?”
When martial arts reaches his level, his state of mind is naturally very different from usual.
After knowing that the outside world is so wonderful and there are so many masters, he can no longer sit still.
Even if he was imprisoned in the tower again, he would probably tear the tower down!
Qi Dangxian couldn't help but feel happy. The Buddhists had hired experts to beat him, and they were bribed by him...
The key is that you don't need to spend any money to bribe such a great master. All you have to do is ask your own father to give him a good beating.
With Jiuheng's martial arts skills, Qi Dangxian was not worried that his father would blow his head off.