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Chapter 822 Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple Host Candidate
Zhixin was a little confused, and in other words, what happened?

In a normal battle, I didn't say anything, so I shouldn't provoke a fool.

Why did the fool suddenly howl, and it sounded really sad.That feeling, like losing everything, makes people feel pitiful.

"Zhixin, decide the outcome!" The fool roared fiercely, and immediately after, the power of the immortal way increased wildly, regardless of everything!
"Okay." Now that the fool said so, Zhixin also nodded and agreed, just like the fool, without reservation, pushing the power of immortality in the body to the limit.

The aura of the two continued to rise, and the entire ring was buzzing.

The space distorts and shatters.

Fortunately, there is a strong protective formation around the arena, otherwise, it would be unlucky for the people around.In this level of battle, monks under the immortal monarch will either die or be injured even if they are even slightly affected.

"Ordinary fifth-level immortals have only this kind of power!"

"No."

"The monks of the Backing Mountain Sect have changed their minds too~~, the third-level immortals, they can be compared with ordinary fifth-level immortals when they burst out, I really don't know how to practice."

"By the way, does the backer sect have any special cultivation methods?"

"I think it's possible."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and it was no wonder that they guessed randomly. Before, Geng Haoliang had already won the battle by leapfrogging, but this time the idiot showed a strong fighting power that was not in line with his realm.

Both of them are backers of the Mountain Sect, which makes people have to have such a guess.

"I have a punch that can shake the world!" The next moment, the fool roared, and his whole body rose from the ground.

The right fist swung like a cannonball.

All the power of immortality condensed and swept over the right fist, forming a terrifying power point.And this point is getting smaller and smaller.Of course, being small does not mean that the strength is weakened, on the contrary, the aura on the fool becomes more terrifying and stormy.

Zhixin is naturally concentrating at this time, he dare not relax in the slightest.

The fool is strong, stronger than he imagined.

Originally, Zhixin thought that even if a fool could fight against him, he would definitely win in the end.Because he is a monk of Wanfo Temple, and he is a level higher than a fool.

But now, the mind of Zhixin has completely disappeared.

Facts have proved that the fool's combat effectiveness is really super brutal, and the outcome can only be said to be fifty-five points.Even under the punch of the fool, Zhixin felt some fear, the kind of irresistible fear.

It's as if you are facing a full blow from a master who is much stronger than you.

The punch of the fool is not only powerful, but also captivating.

superb!

Of course, it is impossible for Zhixin to admit defeat directly because of this deterrence.

"Dang!" The Buddhist pestle in Zhixin's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and hit the ground hard, forming a powerful momentum that burst out.

In an instant, Zhixin seemed to be a different person, with a golden light all over his body, just like a Buddha who had attained enlightenment.

"Use my strength to produce rosary beads, get up!" Zhixin's eyes were sharp, and the six dark golden beads hanging on the Buddhist pestle suddenly detached from the Buddhist pestle and spun around Zhixin.

The beads rotate very fast, and the power of the six beads is strengthened with each turn.

Soon, the Buddha beads glowed golden, and an illusory golden Buddha descended on Zhixin.

"Fuck, isn't this... isn't this the holy words of the Golden Buddha from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

"Uh, it seems to be true. Isn't the Holy Word of the Golden Buddha only the abbot of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and the next abbot can practice it?"

"Wouldn't Zhixin be the next host candidate?"

"Like, it really is."

Seeing the golden Buddha phantom on Zhixin's body, many people's eyes widened.

Wanfo Temple has always been very low-key, so low-key that the monks in the temple do not go out for nothing.Therefore, the entire land of immortals knows very little about the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and they also know very little about what happened in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has already decided on the next abbot, and very few people know about it.

And the choice of the next host is a matter of wisdom, even in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, only some high-level people know.

"Zhixin is the presiding disciple. He has a good heart, outstanding talent, and understanding. He is the best candidate for the next Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple's presiding officer." On the mountain peak, Ku Zhu said.

Liu Mingyue nodded. Although she had never been in contact with Zhixin, it could be seen from his communication and battle with the fool that Zhixin was really good.

Even if his aptitude is not top-notch, his temperament is very stable, and he is indeed suitable to be the host of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

To become the host of Wanfo Temple requires more than being strong and talented. Wanfo Temple is different from other sects. In Wanfo Temple, more attention is paid to a person's Buddha nature.

Obviously, in a comprehensive comparison, Zhixin is the best candidate for the next abbot of Wanfo Temple.

"Although he is the next host, he still can't win against a fool." Liu Mingyue said suddenly.

"Isn't it good to say this now? I think..."

However, Kuzhu didn't feel it anymore, because at this moment, a force blasted out from the fool again for no reason.

Kuzhu was stunned, what's going on?Obviously the idiot has tried his best just now?

"Win." As for Tang Rao, he had a faint smile on his face.

The power that erupted from the idiot again for no reason was not because the idiot used any special means or elixir.It's a fool who understands the backer's mentality.

This extra strength comes from the backing mentality, with the ground as the backing.

Like Tang Rao, the idiot understands that the backing of status is power, a majestic and incomparable power.

The sudden blessing made the idiot's punch even stronger.

"Oops!" Zhixin cried out when the fool's fist collided with Zhixin's Buddha.

At the moment when the fool comprehends the method of relying on the mountain, Zhixin knows that he has lost.

In the original words, if the fool and himself broke out in an all-round way, the outcome would be between five and five.But as the idiot temporarily comprehended some things in the backer's mind, after the strength was added, the balance of victory and defeat had already tilted towards the idiot.

The sound of the collision was not loud, and the two forces dissipated and annihilated in the collision.

In the end, Zhixin was blasted out, but did not fall below the ring, and did not suffer any serious injuries.But Zhixin didn't rush forward to fight again, but shook his head with a wry smile.

Obviously, he lost.

In the end, if it wasn't for the fool to pull back his strength, he wouldn't be able to stand intact, and he might be seriously injured, and he might die.

Don't look at the fool who just added a force, but when the two of them broke out in full swing, they didn't stay defensive at all. Once they were hit, they would be seriously injured if they didn't die.

"I lost." Zhixin shrugged, and then clasped his fists together, "You are so powerful, idiot. I will compete with you again when I am stronger."

"Yes." The fool nodded.

After Zhixin jumped off the ring, the fool couldn't wait to leave and went straight to Tang Rao.

Of course, the fool's target is not Tang Rao, but Tu Hongxiu who is beside Tang Rao.

(End of this chapter)