My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The heavy black iron wooden table, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, transformed into a howling black whirlwind in mid-air.

The cold smile on Elder Kongji's face hadn't even completely faded before it was replaced by endless horror.

He never imagined that this seemingly mentally attacked wild monk would dare to overturn the table in front of 100,000 people.

"presumptuous!"

Elder Kongji roared and hurriedly mobilized the true energy within his body.

He pushed his hands forward sharply, and a golden shield of Buddhist light instantly condensed in front of him.

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The heavy black iron wooden table, weighing over a thousand pounds, crashed solidly into the golden shield.

The two violent forces collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a powerful shockwave visible to the naked eye.

The shockwave was like a hurricane passing by, causing the brocade robes of the surrounding monks to flutter loudly.

The black iron wooden table shattered into pieces under the enormous recoil force.

Countless sharp wooden splinters flew in all directions like hidden weapons.

Although Elder Kongji blocked the fatal blow, the terrifying brute force still penetrated through the shield.

He groaned, and his entire body, along with the white jade chair carved with lotus patterns beneath him, slid backward.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

The priceless white jade chair could no longer withstand the immense pressure and shattered in the middle.

Elder Kongji collapsed onto the ground amidst the shattered jade, his iconic Vairocana hat askew.

The entire Baiyu Square fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The solemn and dignified Unobstructed Assembly, the highest hall for exploring the truth of Buddhism, turned into a street brawl.

But the monk Mingxin gave them no chance to catch their breath.

He ripped off the bulky sleeves of his robe, revealing two strong, bronze-colored arms.

At this moment, the blood and qi in his body surged wildly, and the profound truth of Mahayana Buddhism merged perfectly with the ultimate power of the physical body.

He took a step forward, his figure like a tiger descending a mountain, and charged directly onto the high debating platform.

"This punch is like a wake-up call."

The monk Mingxin's eyes were sharp, and his right fist was clenched tightly.

There was no fancy technique used; it was just a simple straight punch.

The fist, accompanied by a whistling wind, slammed fiercely into Elder Kongji, who had just gotten up from the ground.

Elder Kongji was terrified and hurriedly raised his demon-subduing pestle to block.

A loud "clang" rang out.

The Vajra Pestle was jolted out of his hand and flew away. Monk Mingxin's fist was unstoppable and slammed directly past Elder Kongji's cheek.

The violent force of the punch slashed half of Elder Kongji's face, leaving it covered in blood, and he fell to the ground again.

"Stop this mad monk!"

The seventeen elders from Dajue Temple who were debating scriptures nearby finally came to their senses.

They stood up angrily and attacked Mingxin Monk from all directions.

Some held Buddhist knives, while others brandished Zen staffs, and golden Buddhist spells exploded on the debate platform.

Monk Mingxin was not afraid at all.

His mind was clear, and the scriptures of Mahayana Buddhism flowed through his heart.

His movements, seemingly clumsy as he dodged left and right, always managed to narrowly avoid fatal attacks.

"This kick is like an endless sea of ​​suffering."

Monk Mingxin suddenly delivered a spinning kick, sending an elder wielding a monk's knife flying, knife and all.

The elder coughed up a mouthful of blood in mid-air and slammed heavily onto the edge of the debating platform.

On the viewing platform, Sizi happily clapped her little hands, which were covered in sunflower seed crumbs.

"Go, Mingxin! Beat their bald head!"

The little girl's clear cheers were particularly loud in the bustling square.

The onlookers from Brahma City watched as the usually aloof elders of Dajue Temple were beaten to a pulp, and a hint of undisguised fanaticism gradually surfaced in their eyes.

It turns out that these high-ranking monks who talk about cause and effect and reincarnation also scream and bleed when they are beaten.

On the debate platform, the battle had completely turned into a one-sided rout.

The monk Mingxin grew stronger with each battle, his aura rising steadily.

He actually experienced a sudden enlightenment during the battle, and his cultivation level broke through from the mid-Foundation Establishment stage all the way to the threshold of the Golden Core stage.

The abbot of Dajue Temple sat upright in the main seat, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

He knew that if things continued like this, the prestige that Dajue Temple had accumulated over hundreds of years would be destroyed in an instant.

If they lost the literary contest, and were even defeated in a martial arts contest by a down-on-his-luck monk, how could they possibly have the face to stand in Brahma City?

"You wicked creature, cease your rampage!"

The host finally couldn't sit still any longer.

He suddenly stood up and ripped off the string of exquisite spiritual stone prayer beads hanging around his neck.

With swift movements of his hands, he formed a complex mudra and hurled the prayer beads into the air.

"Please, Dharma Protectors, subdue the demons and monsters."

The string of prayer beads exploded in mid-air, transforming into four dazzling golden beams of light.

As the beam of light dissipated, four bronze puppets, each three zhang tall, appeared prominently in the four corners of the debate platform.

These four puppets are made entirely of deep-sea black copper, with densely packed defensive array patterns engraved on their surfaces.

They have no facial features, only a pair of empty eyes that gleam with a cold red light.

He held in his hands a huge vajra, a bronze greatsword, a solid iron staff, and a heavy tower shield.

With each step taken, the solid white jade slab of the debating platform would emit a cracking sound as it succumbed to the weight.

The four Vajra puppets had just appeared when they took heavy steps and surrounded Monk Mingxin.

Monk Mingxin frowned slightly and punched the chest of the puppet holding the Vajra pestle at the front.

With a loud crash, sparks flew everywhere.

The puppet remained motionless, but Monk Mingxin felt as if his fist bones were about to break, and was pushed backward by a huge recoil force.

These bronze puppets are impervious to swords and spears, and possess immense strength, far beyond what the human body can withstand.

The four puppets worked in perfect harmony, their giant swords and long staffs sealing off all of Mingxin Monk's escape routes.

That heavy tower shield was like an impenetrable wall, relentlessly crushing down on him.

It was clear that the monk Mingxin was about to be smashed into a pulp by these four enormous creatures.

The rhinoceros on the observation deck was unhappy.

She popped the last few sunflower seeds into her mouth and patted the black and white tabby cat lying on her lap.

"Fourth brother, the evil monk is ganging up on us. Go and help him."

Fatty Four, who had been pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, finally lazily opened his amber cat-like eyes.

It yawned widely and slowly stood up from the rhinoceros's lap.

This black and white tabby cat stretched its chubby body with great effort.

next second.

Fatty Four jumped directly off the observation deck, which was more than ten feet high.

It did not stir up any strong winds, nor did it exude any aura of a great demon.

Like a weightless black and white leaf, it silently drifted down to the very center of the debating platform.

A Vajra puppet wielding a long iron staff discovered the fat cat that was oblivious to its fate.

Its red-glowing eyes locked onto its target, and the long stick in its hand, carrying immense force, slammed down mercilessly on Fatty Four's head.

"boom."

The long stick struck the white jade slab, creating a deep crater and sending fragments of stone flying.

But the fat cat had already disappeared.

"Meow."