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Chapter 118 The Decisive Battle Before the Ninth Grade ([-])

?Li Sansi turned sideways, dodging the tree branch protruding from the cliff halfway, the ninth hook in his hand flew out, grabbed the tree branch, and let his body continue to fall. In a moment of delay, Li Sansi was already far away from the abbot below. The monastery was only about ten meters high. When he looked up, he couldn't see the cliff with white mist at the end. It was hard to believe that he just used the nine hooks in his hand to throw himself from such a high-altitude cliff. Come down, this may be something that no one can do, and it is impossible for a second person to try, but now he has indeed done it, except for the advanced equipment provided by the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in his hand. In addition, the bigger point is that his body has grown to an unimaginable level compared to the original.

If other people saw how he fell from the sky just now, would they be surprised? Would he be surprised by his terrifying coach Jiewu? Will not be surprised.

Wuxi old monk's martial arts, Li Sansi, has already been taught, and it is so powerful that it is terrifying. Even Zu Yuan, the strongest opponent he met in Quidditch before, is still a bit worse than Wuxi. , the seemingly haggard arm of the old monk actually has the power of a thousand-horsepower engine.

But now, I can't control so much anymore, Li Sansi let go of the steel wire, and the whole person fell silently from a height of more than ten meters towards the tiled roof of the Zen courtyard. He really didn't want to waste his last hook, So I would rather pay the responsibility of smashing the old monk's Buddhist monastery into a big hole.

I don't know what kind of bad luck Wuxi has had lately, I always meet myself making trouble in his room, and now I may not even be able to protect the roof, Li Sansi secretly called Amitabha, monk Wuxi, forgive me for not doing it on purpose !
lb!Li Sansi almost sprained his feet. The roof of the Wuxi monk’s monastery is as hard as steel, and looks like a tile-roofed house on the outside. Unexpectedly, it is like laying a layer of tiles on it. The steel plate, Li Sansi jumped from a height of more than ten meters, and there was a strong shock from the landing point. If it wasn't because his physical strength has improved greatly during the year in Dalin Temple, I am afraid that this one just now would have knocked him down. It hurts all five internal organs, and I have to go for a gastric X-ray tomorrow.

Li Sansi stabilized his body and admired Abbot Wuxi quite a lot. Firstly, his door could be dismantled at will, and he had the latest technology combining advanced and backward. Now, steel plates were installed on the roof. I am afraid that this meditation room can block the condescending rocket attack from above.

Now Li Sansi had no time to think about the Wuxi monk armed to the door, he jumped off the roof, crossed the wide platform, and ran towards the road down the Hailuo Mountain.

An old monk who was playing with flowers and plants next to the abbot's Tongming Temple opened his mouth wide, and his wrinkled eyes almost stared out of their sockets. Looking at Li Sansi's leaving back, the hoe in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

With a few fish jumps, Li Sansi was cruising in the streets and alleys of many houses in Dalin Temple. For those who are not familiar with the terrain, this place is no less than a maze. For the monk who has lived here for nearly a year, he is as familiar with the terrain here as a wild bear is familiar with his way home in the forest.

The old houses around passed by quickly in front of his eyes. His speed was like green smoke rising from the flat ground. He was just a blur in front of the passing junior monks, and then he felt a gust of wind blowing, blowing the corners of his clothes and hair.

A person who has lived in this place for nearly two years but is accompanied by endless training and torture every day, and now someone tells him that he can leave this deserted island where even birds don’t stay, how could he not grasp every trace of it? If there is an opportunity, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will try it desperately.

There is an endless wall in front of it, and the faintly tall Buddhist temple has a sharp corner protruding from the wall, but it highlights its solemnity. Some Zen songs are transmitted from inside like a whisper, and the sound of knocking on wooden fish echoes in this Dashan Temple. Around the temple.

In the distance, there are junior monks who are strenuously carrying wooden piles and sandbags to walk plum blossom piles in the training ground. There are yells and instructors' swearing across the long distance, with leaves flying from the roof above their heads, slow and real exists.

I have lived here for more than a year, starting today, starting when I beat the drum later, and let him end it completely!

Li Sansi clenched his fists and jumped up, kicked on the wall, leaped straight over the two-person-high fence, stepped on the dead leaves on the ground, and heard a crisp and cracking sound .

Good, no one.

Most of the monks' training in the Bodhidharma Hall is underground, so it seems that there are almost no people in the large playground at the main entrance of the Bodhidharma Hall.

For the first time, Li Sansi felt that he was walking on the playground with his head shrinking like a thief. Because of the inner tension, his movements were obviously unnatural, and he looked like an obscene thief who was going to steal girls.

Li Sansi walked under the gate of Bodhidharma Hall, and above it was a huge drum like a billboard. If this drum was played by himself, the distance covered by the sound of the drum should be Such a whole Dalin Temple, Li Sansi has never felt that the sound of the drums is shocking, but now, when he is really standing under the big drum, he feels that there is something boiling in his heart Yes, indeed boiling.

When this drum sounds, the place where the heavy sound can reach will be the place where my declaration will be passed on. The sound of this big drum will replace all my grievances, longings, and worries over the past year. Sadness, with all my anger, resounded through every corner of this Dalin Temple!
Some monks wearing red cassocks came out of the Daxiong Hall of the Bodhidharma Hall. They felt strange when they saw Li Sansi standing under the gate. At this time, every monk should be training, and this place How could there be a gray-robed monk standing under the gate?
Every place will inevitably divide into classes. Although this one seems to be not very obvious among monks, Dalin Temple cannot be regarded as a complete temple. The internal ranks of Dalin Temple are divided from the lowest to the top, followed by junior monks , Ordinary monks, high-ranking monks and elders, junior monks and ordinary monks wear uniform gray robes, while high-ranking monks wear red robes, and only elders can wear golden cassocks.

As for monks like Zangyuan, although their seniority is relatively low, they are also among the elders because they are the supervisor of the Tibetan scripture pavilion, that is, the presiding officer, and his own strength is on the list of ninth-rank masters.

The red-robed monk came over. The group of high-ranking monks who just came out of the Daxiong Palace just now were scolded by Jie Chen for their knowledge assessment. Li Sansi immediately found a direction to vent, and was about to come forward to reprimand him.

Li Sansi stepped on the ground with both feet, jumped up, put one foot on the gatepost, and then lifted his body upwards. Now he has the super explosive power when he is in the state of stream of consciousness, and he can easily A jump can span a three-story house.Right now, he has to rely on his strength to jump up to the same space as the heavy drum, but he can already be regarded as quite powerful.

Li Sansi's body has risen to the same height as the heavy drum, he clenched his fists, waved his hand and struck towards the plain white drum, this blow brought with him the most depressing emotions he had accumulated over the past year, and it was done with all his strength. Gathering, Chonggu fully accepted the force of this punch, and turned the depression contained in it into a thunderous roar, trembling over the entire Dalin Temple.

The group of red-robed monks who were approaching Li Sansi just stood there, their jaws cracked and fell off, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Almost at the same time, the minds of these red-robed monks The same thought flashed through: this gray-robed monk.is not it.crazy.Wuxi, who lives in the Tongming Temple on the top of Hailuo Mountain, still wears half of the gray robe on his body. This gray robe was issued when he first entered the temple. He has been wearing it for decades and has been using it until now. Sometimes he even sleeps When he was taking a nap, he used it as a bedding, but now the sound of heavy drums coming from the Dalin Temple at the foot of the mountain could clearly reach his ear drums, causing his hand that was caressing the gray robe on his body to tremble inadvertently.

Wuxi raised his head, some clouds moved past the carved windows, the sunlight came in, and black shadows intertwined with dazzling bright spots were reflected on the ground.

It’s been quite a while, haven’t you heard this familiar voice? It’s been so many years, I never thought that I could still see the passionate scene of challenging a ninth-rank master. This big wild flower blooms all over the mountain in every season. A wonderful stroke, finally kicked off the prelude.

Li Sansi landed on the ground, still feeling a little unsatisfied in his heart. It turned out that it was so refreshing to hit such a heavy drum that almost made people's hearts jump out, so Li Sansi jumped up from the spot again. Before he could react from the shock, he hit the goal post, borrowed strength, kept his balance, and punched!

"Radon!." The second loud sound sounded, and the red-robed monk could only feel that the gray-robed low-level monk in front of him was so crazy that their hearts couldn't keep up with his rhythm. Beating with action, I am afraid that if Li Sansi stands still at the same place now, these monks will have to enter the mortuary early to grab seats because of cardiac arrest.

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? ?A quarter of an hour after the sound of heavy drums, several red-robed monks suddenly realized that they stood up one by one and surrounded Li Sansi.

One of the monks said in a slightly trembling voice, "Boy, do you know that. You have made a big mistake. Hurry up and kneel down to apologize!"

"You don't want to live anymore, don't you! Look what you have done! It will disturb the elders' house later, and you will see me!" Another monk surrounded Li Sansi, trembling, and wanted to rush forward.

"You little thief is bald, how dare you act presumptuously in the Bodhidharma Hall!" The warrior monk who rushed straight up with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, spread his thick palms and slapped Li Sansi's face.

"I don't know why you guys like slapping faces so much, I rely on this to make a living!" Li Sansi swung out a single palm, fighting hard, and met the opponent's palm with the back of his hand.

Clashing with both palms, the red-robed monk was driven away by force, fell to the ground, staggered and dragged a few steps before he was able to stand still. It never occurred to him that this unattractive young gray-robed monk in front of him could actually force himself He forced himself, the high-ranking monk known as Iron Sand Palm, to retreat. This kind of strength is enough to make him stand out among many junior monks. His old habit prevented him from showing too many shocked expressions on his face, so he showed an appearance as if he was desperately suppressed, which made people look very hard.

Another red-robed monk looked at the strange expression of his companion who was forced to retreat, and thought that he was in a bad state of diarrhea today, and now he still showed a painful expression, so he took a step forward and bombarded Li Sansi's chest with both fists . "Little kid, how dare you fight back!?"

The boxing technique of this red-robed monk is exactly the Pao Quan mastered by the sixth-rank master of Dalin Temple. There will be strict requirements for those who can use the Pao Fist, so those who can use the Pao Fist have good strength in themselves, coupled with the powerful Pao Fist, it is almost an unstoppable force.

The rest of the monks looked at the red-robed monk and the gray-robed monk with a satisfied expression. In this competition, the color of their clothes showed that they were not of the same order of magnitude.

Li Sansi turned his body in a circle. This style is Taijiquan, and the trick is to borrow force from the air. When Li Sansi was teaching boxing in Zangyuan, he also integrated the Taijiquan he knew, and added many new elements. Its use is more in line with Li Sansi's own characteristics. Now he has completely broken away from the form of martial arts, and all the moves in all martial arts are displayed at the most appropriate time according to the moves that best suit his characteristics. , to achieve the maximum effect.

This form of Taijiquan is the magical effect of strengthening his last move under such circumstances. Li Sansi's body rotates along the axis, driving his own strength, and punches out with both fists!It is exactly the same as the red monk, Paoquan!
(End of this chapter)