Martial Arts Competition (5)

Next up.

The tenth match.

Zhu Yongyi, the chief disciple of the ninth branch of the Arhat Hall.

Versus

Shi Mingliang, the chief disciple of the tenth branch of the Prajna Hall.

Once again, two bald men walked onto the arena and cupped their fists at each other.

"I am Zhu Yongyi, the chief disciple of the ninth branch of the Arhat Hall. Please enlighten me!"

"I am Shi Mingliang, the chief disciple of the tenth branch of the tenth branch of the Prajna Hall. Please enlighten me!"

Shi Mingliang erupted with internal energy, using the third stance of the Shaolin Fist, "Ten Continuous Fists." He unleashed ten fist shadows with ferocious power, sealing off all of Zhu Yongyi's escape routes, forcing Zhu Yongyi to meet him head-on!

Zhu Yongyi chuckled upon seeing this. His internal energy surged as he used the third stance of the Great Stele Shattering Hand, "Great Stele Shattering," striking out with a flurry of hand shadows with fierce power, grabbing at Shi Mingliang's fist shadows, suppressing Shi Mingliang with the principle of restraint.

The fierce fist shadows and the powerful hand shadows collided, creating a series of muffled explosions. Shi Mingliang's expression turned grim as he exerted all his strength to shake off the powerful hand shadows, retreating and dodging the fierce hand shadows, not daring to fight Zhu Yongyi head-on.

Zhu Yongyi, taking advantage of his own momentum, frantically attacked Shi Mingliang. Suddenly, Shi Mingliang smirked and used the third stance of the Wei Tuo Palm, "Stone Shattering," striking out with extremely fierce palm power that also carried a soft force, unleashing a flurry of palm shadows that slammed towards Zhu Yongyi with great force.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Zhu Yongyi's hands went numb from the combination of hard and soft palm force, and he retreated repeatedly. The tables had turned, and now it was Shi Mingliang's turn to attack Zhu Yongyi relentlessly.

"Damn it! You're really insidious! Feigning weakness, then luring me in deep, trying to defeat me in one fell swoop!"

"Heh! Aren't you trying to take my life while I'm weak? We're just the same!"

"Humph! Don't think you can succeed again!"

Zhu Yongyi suddenly changed his move, using the third stance of the Luohan Fist, "Fierce Tiger Pounces on Sheep." Zhu Yongyi suddenly lunged forward, his aura like a fierce tiger bearing down, his fists striking out together, fiercely unleashing a flurry of fist shadows, slamming towards Shi Mingliang's face.

Shi Mingliang also changed his move, using the third stance of the Shaolin Fist, "Ten Continuous Fists," unleashing ten fist shadows with ferocious power, his fists striking out together, unleashing a flurry of fist shadows, meeting Zhu Yongyi's overwhelming fist shadows head-on.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The two men frantically exchanged blows, creating a series of explosive sounds. Zhu Yongyi was still slightly weaker, and was struck by Shi Mingliang's fist, staggering back seven or eight steps, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and suffering some injuries.

Then, Shi Mingliang seized the opportunity to pursue, using the third stance of the Wei Tuo Palm, "Stone Shattering," striking out with extremely fierce palm power that also carried a soft force, his palms striking out together, slamming towards Zhu Yongyi with great force.

Injured, Zhu Yongyi could only grit his teeth and counterattack, using the third stance of the Luohan Fist, "Fierce Tiger Pounces on Sheep." Wu De suddenly lunged forward, his aura like a fierce tiger bearing down, his fists striking out together, meeting the fierce palm force head-on.

"Pfft!"

Zhu Yongyi was still defeated. His fist force was broken by a palm, and the fierce palm struck him squarely on the chest. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, suffering serious injuries. He had already failed!

At this moment, the martial arts elder slowly walked out and said calmly, "In this match, the disciple of the Prajna Hall wins!"

The disciples of the Prajna Hall below the stage were full of mockery. "Hahaha! How about it! Even against opponents of equal strength, our Prajna Hall disciples are still better. Your Prajna Hall is just so-so!"

The Arhat Hall disciples looked gloomy upon hearing this. "Humph! A momentary victory or defeat is not enough to judge a hero. We will definitely win the next match!"