Martial Arts Competition (2)

"Disciples of the Arhat Hall! Listen up! Any of you who don't make it into the top hundred this time will go straight to the Wooden Dummy Alley for six months of solid training! You won't come out until you've put in your time!"

The Arhat Hall disciples, upon hearing this, broke out in cold sweats. The Wooden Dummy Alley was where Shaolin disciples trained, and also where they improved the fastest.

However, the mechanisms of the Wooden Dummies were incredibly difficult to deal with. Every time they went in, they were tortured half to death. To be sent there for six months? That was practically a death sentence!

So, the Arhat Hall disciples secretly vowed, "We absolutely cannot fall below a hundredth place this time, or we're doomed to hell!"

"Hmph! You think you can do it, Arhat Hall? What a joke! Our Prajna Hall disciples are much stronger than in previous years. Looks like the Arhat Hall is going to lose again!" a Prajna Hall disciple said disdainfully.

The competition mechanism was a random draw!

Arhat Hall disciples would face off against Prajna Hall disciples.

The martial arts elder randomly assigned numbers to the disciples of each hall. Everyone had an opponent with a corresponding number. Then, the martial arts elder randomly drew numbers, and those called would enter the arena to compete!

The Subduing Tiger Hall martial arts competition began!

The first match was:

Golden Arhat, the chief disciple of the first branch of the Arhat Hall.

Versus.

Tie Feihu, a disciple of the third branch of the Prajna Hall.

Golden Arhat slowly stepped onto the arena and said calmly, "This junior brother, please!"

Tie Feihu sneered, "Chief disciple of the first branch of the Arhat Hall? Hmph! Watch how I take that title from him!"

With that, Tie Feihu immediately attacked, using the powerful force of the Shaolin Fist to strike directly at Golden Arhat's chest, his attack extremely ruthless.

Golden Arhat seemed unconcerned, allowing the powerful fist to strike his chest directly, scaring the Arhat Hall disciples in the audience.

"Clang!"

A metallic sound rang out. The powerful fist seemed to have struck a hard bell. Tie Feihu felt his fist injured by a rebounding force. His fist went numb, and he was forced to retreat a few steps.

At this moment, Golden Arhat slowly said, "This junior brother, do you wish to continue?"

Tie Feihu's face was gloomy. Then, he roared furiously, "Hmph! The Arhat Hall only knows external training. I have a special move to break your external skill!"

Tie Feihu's entire body vibrated with true energy as he unleashed the Wei Tuo Palm, a combination of hard and soft palm techniques. He frantically struck out, creating a sky full of palm shadows, all slamming towards Golden Arhat, its power astonishing.

Golden Arhat remained unmoved. His entire body erupted with true energy, forming a golden bell shadow around him, allowing Tie Feihu to bombard him wildly.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

Only the sounds of metal collisions could be heard. Golden Arhat's golden bell shadow steadily withstood Tie Feihu's fierce attacks, while Tie Feihu's palms were numbed by the rebounding force. His veins bulged, and he no longer had the strength to fight.

At this time, the Arhat Hall disciples shouted, "Senior Brother Jin is mighty! Senior Brother Jin is invincible! Senior Brother Jin will definitely win first place!"

The Shaolin Temple abbot nodded slightly and said slowly, "This Golden Arhat is a good seed. His Golden Bell Shield is probably at the ninth level. His strength is already at the point where he can injure people with flying leaves and flowers."

"Even if he encounters a second-rate expert, he cannot easily inflict internal injuries. But there is a weakness: if you strike the only half-inch opening in his defense, you can severely injure him."

"The Prajna Hall disciples are too ruthless and lack compassion. I am truly disappointed! It seems that next year, we should allocate more disciples to the Arhat Hall!"

Li Changfeng looked at Golden Arhat with a puzzled expression, thinking to himself, "Golden Arhat's external training skill should be the Golden Bell Shield, and he has cultivated it to this level."

"Compared to my perfected Shaolin Bronze Body Skill, it is not inferior. But I have a faint feeling that my Shaolin Bronze Body Skill and this Golden Bell Shield have many similarities."