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Chapter 259 A stunning shot, take a round first
When it comes to "X game X win", most people will think of an old story - Tian Ji horse racing!
Take the horse under the king and the horse with the other, take the horse with the king and the horse with the other, and take the horse with the king and the horse with the other, and finally won the victory in the game of two wins in three games.

Inherited to this day, it is not necessarily the case that the top four is against the middle one, and the middle one is against the bottom one, but a targeted layout is carried out according to the person on the opposite side.

For example, when Zhuge Zhengwo sent Xiao Feng, and Shaolin sent Xuan Ku, would Xiao Feng still be able to attack with all his strength?

Even though Xuan Ku didn't want to, but every round of victory meant that the mountain would be closed for five years, [-]% of monks' production, and [-] disciples, but he could only bite the bullet and make a move.

Another point is that the number of masters from the imperial court is relatively small, and there are only a dozen or so who can make a move.

Zhuge Zheng and I thought about it, and made an agreement with Wuxiang Monk and Dujie that the imperial court will take action later, but at the same time, Shaolin can not limit the number of people.

for example:

The Shaolin side can directly send Sandu, and Zhuge Zhengwo will make arrangements according to the characteristics of Sandu.

Of course, each person can only make one shot.

At the end of the fight, as the number of people on the court side is getting smaller and smaller, people will determine the order of action.

In order to prevent people from seeing the truth, it is necessary to make arrangements in advance during the battle.

After discussing the rules, everyone knew that the first battle must be aggressive, otherwise it would be affected in the future.

Another point is that Zhuge Zhengwo has been gaining momentum so far, and I am afraid that it has reached the stage of further decline and third exhaustion. How to confirm whether it is exhausted is also a difficult point.

Zhuge Zhengwo made the first move, although he could gain some advantages, but he was also betrayed by others. If he continued to choose to accumulate momentum, he might really decline again and be exhausted.

The two sides have calculations and weigh each other, Wuxiang monk thought for a while: "The first battle will be fought by the old man!"

Monk Wuxiang clasped his palms together, and the air around him seemed to be sucked up by the palm of Monk Wuxiang all at once, and there was not even a bit of the originally suppressed energy left.

Just now when the crowd confronted each other, Zhuge Zhengwo kept mobilizing his energy, as if a dark cloud had shrouded everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Monk Wuxiang made a strong move to eliminate Zhuge Zhengwo's energy, and the intention of inviting a battle is obvious.

First of all, my own martial arts are profound, and Wuxiang Ten Styles are subtle and unpredictable. Facing Zhuge Zhengwo, I may not have no chance of winning. If I can win, I will set the tone of victory.

Even if he fails to win, Zhuge Zhengwo will consume a lot of energy. Afterwards, commanding the layout of the battle, I am afraid that he will also be exhausted and powerless.

Zhuge Zheng felt the invitation to fight, his face was calm, but his heart was full of laughter.

He had already guessed Wuxiang Monk's thoughts.

Monk Wuxiang only thought that Zhuge Zhengwo had the most leadership here, after all, he had the most experience.

But if it is about understanding the opponent and making a layout based on the opponent's martial arts, Li Jinyu will do his part.

Prophet advantage!

Tianzi Wangqi Technique!
Combining these two, there is absolutely no one in the world who is better at Tian Ji horse racing than Li Jinyu!
Zhuge Zheng stepped forward slowly.

Don't say a word.

Because there is nothing to say.

These two top masters in the martial arts world are both of high seniority, both hold great power, and their disciples have their own achievements, and they all have a deep understanding of Buddhism.

Originally, the two should sit and discuss, but today they have to fight. Since they want to fight, they have to do their best.

There are some things in the world that cannot be solved.

Regardless of whether there is kindness or hatred, it should be resolved as quickly as possible, otherwise it will not be resolved in a day, or it may not be resolved in ten, twenty, or even a lifetime.

Time fades many things.

Time also intensifies the wine.

It can be love wine or hate wine.

When the emotion reaches the extreme, nothing else matters, the only thing to do is to explode.

Frenzied eruption, fierce eruption, all-out eruption, endless eruption, endless eruption from life to life.

Zhuge Zheng's emotions have reached the extreme.

The faint gun light that shrouded the spear was not condensed on his own initiative, but the extreme emotion, which aroused the vitality of the world by itself, and gathered into the gun light.

Zhuge Zhengwo still walked step by step, and every time he took a step forward, his momentum would increase by one point.

He knew that Monk Wuxiang had profound martial arts skills, and was especially good at defusing all kinds of strong moves. Fighting was meaningless. What he had to do was to determine the winner with one move.

There is only one move!
Only one shot!
Monk Wuxiang knew what that move would be, and also knew how violent that move would be. Zhuge Zhengwo was just gathering momentum, which already made his eyes ache.

That kind of pain does not lie in the skin, but goes straight to the brain, penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and then spreads to the eight extraordinary meridians, Dantian acupoints, internal organs, and limbs.

Every cell in his body seemed to be shrouded by the gun light, and he felt panic.

Monk Wuxiang's expression remained unchanged, he lowered his head, and whispered the Buddha's name. For a moment, all thoughts were silent, without thoughts and worries, and he entered the emptiness of the Buddhist Zen path.

The power is coming from all directions like a whirlwind, Wuxiang monk only thinks that this place is not Shaolin, but in the eye of a powerful tornado storm.

Surrounded by an all-conquering storm of destruction, the core point is that the waves are calm and the wind is calm, and the ancient well is calm.

Wuxiang ten styles!

The martial arts that Monk Wuxiang has practiced hard all his life is also the Zen method he has studied all his life. Without moving the Zen mind, he can enter the realm of no thought, no thought, no desire and no desire.

When the heart enters the emptiness, even if the pressure from the outside world seems like a violent storm and turbulent waves, the self can be like a flat boat, which can cross the river and sea with one leaf!
Li Jinyu's eyes were wide open, looking at the aura around the two of them, he felt that Zhuge was just like a wave, and Wu Xiangseng was a surfboard surfer.

The two sides are temporarily in a state of balance. Once the balance is broken, either the mighty waves will overturn the surfboard, or the surfboard will completely conquer the stormy waves.

Suddenly, Zhuge moved me.

Throwing spears, sticking sticks, vibrating tassels, stabbing!
It's not that Zhuge Zhengwo has insufficient stamina, nor is it that I can't control my true energy, but that I continue to persevere. The old monk Wu Xiangseng is obviously better at meditation.

Zhuge Zheng, I am not interested in Zen skills and mind skills.

What he compares is martial arts.

Killing martial arts!

Zhuge Zheng's gun turned into a flower.

safflower.

Stunning red flowers.

There is a large bunch of red tassels on the head of the gun.

The tip of the gun nodded, and the red tassels bloomed with flowers.

The colorful flowers are like dreams and illusions.

That kind of beauty is glamorous beauty, a kind of shocking, shocking and inexplicable astonishment.

Monk Wuxiang felt that kind of amazement, but he challenged Pang Ban twice, and he had already experienced the secret technique of spiritual control of matter, which could not shake his heart.

His heart is still untouched.

It is not the detachment of the heart, nor the great chic, the great freedom, the great liberation, or the great joy, but the purest and most authentic meditation.

Wuxiang monk raised his right hand, turning it into an endless gesture, and then pointed it into a sword, pointing forward in an understatement, with a strong finger force coming out.

As soon as he pointed his fingers, his whole body robe swelled up, showing countless ripples, and at the same time, countless whirlwinds surged up with the force of his fingers, rushing forward.

Break the gun with your fingers!

Shaolin fingering is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is easy to break metal and iron, but it is Zhuge Zhengwo who stabbed this spear.

Everyone knew that even if Wuxiang Monk's body guard was [-]% stronger, it would be impossible to block Zhuge Zhengwo's shot with all his strength with his flesh and blood.

This approach is obviously exchanging injuries for injuries.

Sacrificing the second finger of his right hand, taking off Zhuge Zhengwo's strength, in exchange for a chance of three-point victory.

Trading injury for injury, life for life, this is the most common style of play in the Jianghu. If you can win, even if the entire right arm is broken, it is worth it.

Out of a hundred Jianghu people, at least 99 are willing to exchange their arms for victory in the battle of life and death.

Therefore, ninety-nine percent of the Jianghu people present felt that Monk Wuxiang's tactics were very correct, and Zhuge Zhengwo's round seemed inevitable.

Li Jinyu is an exception!
Li Jinyu knew very well that from the moment Monk Wu Xiang prepared to exchange injuries for injuries, this battle would undoubtedly be lost.

Sure enough, just when the gun light was looming, reaching about five feet in front of Wuxiang Monk, it suddenly turned into a flower, an exploding "flower".

Amazing shot!
This spear doesn't need to be stabbed at a vital point, or even needn't stab the enemy at all, as long as it explodes, its power is enough to crush the enemy and kill him!
Wuxiang monk has never seen such a gun, never seen such a wonderful, such a gorgeous gun.

So beautiful!
The beauty can only be described as "amazing".

Even if he died under this beautiful marksmanship, he would only feel honored, but no complaints.

"boom!"

The gun and the fingers clashed together, Monk Wuxiang's whole body shook violently, he felt that someone had stuffed the volcano into his body, and then the volcano erupted loudly, and the lava rushed straight into his mind.

The scorching, bursting, domineering gun power swirled around in his body, as if someone had tied his limbs and pulled them wildly in all directions, and it was like falling into a deep mud, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

"boom!"

The sound of explosion sounded again, and the blood rained down in the sky. Monk Wuxiang's right arm was shattered into flesh and blood, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his energy was indescribably sluggish.

Wuxiang monk lost!
He already understood why he lost!

If the move was a duel just now, and Wuxiang monk chose to attack against attack, Zhuge Zhengwo would definitely be injured, but he chose to sacrifice his two fingers in exchange for the opportunity to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Zhengwo's spear power exploded ahead of time, and the spear came out like a dragon, extremely violent.

Not only was the right arm blasted into a rain of blood, but the power gathered by the left arm also dissipated. Although Zhuge Zhengwo was seriously exhausted, he still had the power to make moves.

Putting the spear against Monk Wuxiang's chest, Zhuge Zhengwo performed the magical skill of "Half Duan Jin" silently.

This is a very special unique technique, not a unique technique for killing people, but a method of healing.

The more serious the injury, the quicker the cure, and it can even be used to heal others, which is the ultimate skill in healing and recovering qi.

Zhuge Zhengwo is a person who advocates practicality. Whether it is martial arts or mental methods, all of them put practicality as the most important thing, and never engage in ostentation.

Such as a stunning shot!
Another example is Ban Duan Jin!

It's a pity that Zizaimen's rules are too weird, as strong as Yuan Shisanxian, and under the backlash of his mind, he became neither human nor ghost, and had to kill his disciples.

Zhuge Zhengwo's life-saving unique skill will not be spread to the outside world until he develops a stronger unique technique.

"This game, I won!"

Monk Wuxiang lowered his head: "I was defeated by Pang Ban back then, and I was not injured like this. Zhuge Benefactor's spear technique is indeed the most explosive spear technique."

Zhuge straightened me and said: "Your Wuxiang Ten Styles are also exquisite, and my victory has an element of luck."

Wuxiang monk said seriously: "Win is winning, and losing is losing. Poor monk is not someone who can't afford to lose."

Zhuge straightened me and said, "Who will come to the next game!"

Du Jie and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that even if Monk Wuxiang failed, he would still be able to persist in two or three hundred moves.

After all, although Wuxiang's ten-style attack is not strong, its defense is extremely strong. Even if Li Jinyu makes a move and slashes hundreds of thousands of knives, he can withstand it.

If he can perform two or three hundred moves, even if Zhuge Zhengwo wins in the end, his energy will weaken and he will be unable to carry out the next arrangement, which will be of some help to Shaolin.

It's just that they didn't expect that Zhuge Zhengwo directly used the ultimate move, and the stunning shot was too explosive. Wuxiang monk made a tactical mistake, and it would be doomed directly.

But his defensive power is really good, if it were someone else, his whole body would be blown into ashes.

"This battle will be fought by the poor monk!"

The first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy, great pity!

The Great Compassion is both internal and external, and the martial arts are profound, no less than the first Tianzheng in the Bodhi Court, and the first Fangzheng in the Arhat Hall.

The first seat in each courtyard of Shaolin, and the top three in Great Compassion.

(End of this chapter)