Man covers the sky and conquers all worlds

Chapter 59 If the cow doesn’t drink water, force it to drink?

He knew better than anyone else on the field except Dawn that it was very difficult for two masters of similar strength to hide their auras from each other.

Even in the pitch-black night, the aura emitted by both sides was as bright as two flashlights.

But right now, he lost his sense of the breath of dawn.

It was as if standing in front of him was a stubborn stone or a pine tree.

Even... it's just nothingness!
For masters like them, losing their sensitivity is extremely dangerous!
Because only when one's realm and strength are far higher than one's own can one be unable to sense his existence.

Thinking of this, standing in front of Liming, his aura suddenly became less imposing.

The fellow disciples standing beside him, although not as advanced as him, had all made some achievements in boxing.

They soon discovered the clues and began to treat it as a formidable enemy.

Only the little monk raised his smooth little head, breaking the silence of the crowd.

"Masters, it's him! He said he wanted to come and challenge us and borrow the Bodhidharma manuscript!"

Yonghe knitted his thick and sturdy eyebrows together and bowed with one hand.

"May I ask who your master is? Is what you said a joke?"

Liming slowly shook his head, his eyes falling behind the crowd.
"You are no match for me, step back and let him do it!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, because they didn't feel when there was another person behind them, so they all looked behind them.

But the man had a tall and straight face, a slender nose, long eyelashes, eyes so bright that people dared not look directly at them, delicate and smooth skin without any scars or discoloration, and regular facial features.

Put together, it forms the face of a young and handsome monk.

"Uncle Master Yong Xiaolong!"

"Great! Uncle Master Yong Xiaolong is here!"

……

With the arrival of this handsome monk, the monks in Shaolin Temple immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The sense of oppression that Dawn feels alone is indeed very strong.

But what if the person behind him is the number one martial monk among the contemporary elders of their Shaolin Temple?
A group of monks hurriedly stood on both sides, making way for him to pass through.

"It was you who... threatened to kick out the Shaolin Temple and borrowed the manuscripts of my Bodhidharma?"

Yong Xiaolong was wearing a monk's robe and his feet were also bare. He slowly walked towards the front of the crowd.

He spoke each word clearly, his voice loud and clear, like a tiger roaring in the mountains, even shaking the green leaves on the trees.

"it's me!"

Liming's eyes were clear and he stared steadily into Yong Xiaolong's eyes.

Yong Xiaolong is extremely energetic, and his eyes are like two dazzling stars.

It contains his domineering and invincible aura, and even ordinary dark force boxers dare not look him in the eye.

"If you win, I'll give you Bodhidharma's manuscript to read, but what if you lose?"

Yong Xiaolong took every step very steadily, and his five bare toes lightly tapped each other, leaving faint marks on the stone floor.

Without waiting for Li Ming's answer, Yong Xiaolong continued,
"If you lose, you will become a monk and stay in my Shaolin Temple!"

His eyes were extremely sharp, and he could see that Liming was in a very critical state, and had obviously reached the threshold of Hua Jin.

If one only needed to break through this realm, one could instantly reach the state of Transformation, or even reach a higher level in one go. Judging from Liming's facial features and bone age, he seemed to be less than eighteen years old.

If he couldn't take the opportunity to get such a genius to join Shaolin, then he... would have no choice but to kill or cripple him by accident!
The struggle for Taoist inheritance has always been like this!
Li Ming felt the other party's murderous intent for a moment, but he didn't care. Since he entered the world of dragons and snakes, there have been so many people who want to kill him!

Even if the opponent is a strong fighter in Hua Jin, so what?

As the two of them faced each other, Yong Xiaolong's robe fluttered without a breeze. He looked around and
"I'm afraid I can't move here, so just follow me."

In fact, he was very confident that he could defeat this person who had not yet completely entered the realm of transformation.

But his ambition was extremely great, and he wanted to bring Dawn under the control of the temple.

In this case, we need to launch a thunderous force against Dawn, crush it completely like a landslide, and take away its will, before we can completely take it back!
It's just like how Tathagata Buddha used the Five Finger Mountain to suppress Sun Wukong!
Today, he will find a place to defeat it with his own hands in public.

Under Yong Xiaolong's deliberate arrangement, everyone immediately dispersed and found a very open place with many tourists.

It was right outside the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple!

This place was originally paved with bluestone, but it was trampled into a bumpy state by generations of Shaolin monks during their training.

It is the pride of Shaolin Temple!

At the same time, the strange behavior of the monks also attracted the attention of many tourists.

Under the unintentional guidance of the Shaolin Temple monks, tourists from all over the country and abroad were attracted by this battle.

Soon, the place was surrounded by people.

"They want to first create an image of me as a master, and then crush and defeat me, in order to enhance the reputation of Shaolin Temple..."

Dawn's heart is clear, like a crystal mirror, reflecting and radiating everything in the environment.

"please!"

Because he wanted to completely crush Liming's mind, Yong Xiaolong, who loved sneak attacks, actually made a gesture of invitation to Liming.

boom!
Liming was too lazy to explain too much, his expression was cold, and he immediately clenched his five fingers into a fist, and an air explosion sounded in the air!
The terrifying aura emanating from this move frightened all the spectators, who lowered their eyes and dared not look directly at the scene.

"it is good!"

Feeling something unusual about Liming, Yong Xiaolong suddenly felt a sense of arrogance in his heart.

His big hands instantly became engorged with blood and turned blue and black, like steel clamps, and he tried to hold back the punch that Liming was throwing.

His stepping and pressing hard is called "pressing the head to drink water" in Shaolin grappling, which means "forcing the cow to drink water even if it doesn't want to drink it."

The monks of Shaolin Temple, because of the manuscripts and "Yi Jin Jing" left by Bodhidharma.

He was born with a good physique.

With the kung fu of the Shaolin Temple's number one monk, let alone a cow, even if there were several, he could easily knock them down one by one in an instant and make them unable to move!

When he put his two hands together, not to mention a cow, even an elephant would be knocked to the ground by him!
He used this move because he wanted to crush Dawn directly in a head-on fight!

Let Dawn feel the despair of being absolutely suppressed in terms of power!
This was also the trick he often used to deal with local martial arts masters when he traveled to Germany and became the abbot of the German Shaolin Temple branch, and it often achieved miraculous results.

But...the last thing he should have done was to wrestle with Dawn!

puff!
The collision of fists and palms made a terrifying collision sound like an explosion, and violent airflow rolled in all directions, causing the entire Arhat Hall to tremble violently.

As soon as he placed his hands on Liming's fists, Yong Xiaolong realized something was wrong and his face trembled violently.

It was as if what he was holding with his hands was not Dawn's fist, but a towering white jade pillar that suddenly rose up into the sky!
(End of this chapter)