Huichen As soon as he stood firm, the gentle but unbearable voice in his ears followed him like a shadow.
He turned around suddenly, and the person speaking was none other than the leader of the previous term, Senior Brother Huiwu.
The owner of that voice didn't look at him for a second time. As he finished speaking, he tapped his toes lightly on the edge of the mountain, and his figure floated down on the white jade platform like a weightless leaf.
Just in time, it was his turn to play.
"The second game, Huiwu, versus Huijing!"
The monk Zhike shouted loudly.
Huiwu's opponent is an ascetic monk from Mystic Realm Ninth Level, whose aura is among the best among his peers.
However, the battle ended sooner than anyone imagined.
Facing Huijing's powerful and heavy punch, Huiwu just calmly stretched out his right hand, spread his fingers, and pressed lightly.
Buzz!
There was a muffled sound in the air.
Huijing felt as if he was hit by an invisible mountain. The protective body True Qi instantly shattered and flew more than ten feet. He fell directly to Prajna Platform. He was caught by the deacon monk below and was already unconscious.
One move.
The whole place was in an uproar.
The next competition was completely reduced to a performance between two people.
Huiwu, and Discipline Hall deacon elder, Huifa.
No matter who the opponent is, no matter what special skills the opponent uses, they can't defeat Huiwu in three moves.
He always takes action calmly and unhurriedly. One palm or one finger contains irresistible pressure, and he sends fellow apprentices off the stage one after another easily and comfortably.
Elder Huifa on the other side has a completely different style.
Violent, direct, and devastating.
He didn't even bother to use moves. He just stimulated Earth Realm Third Layer's energy and blood, and the violent pressure was enough to make Mystic Realm Ninth Level's opponent lose his mind. With a wave of his hand, he flew out of the field like a kite with its string cut off.
One Earth Realm Fourth Level, one Earth Realm Third Layer.
There is an insurmountable gap between the strength of the two and the other contestants.
In less than half an hour, except for the young man in black who was directly sent to the finals, Prajna Platform, only the two of them were left.
The final decisive battle is staged ahead of schedule.
"Amitabha."
On the distant mountain peak, an elder beside Abbot Yuanxin stroked his beard and sighed, "Huiwu and Huifa are both Body Refinement wizards that our temple has not seen in a century. I don't know whose "Acala Body" is better."
Another elder said, "Huiwu, my nephew is at a higher level and has reached Earth Realm Fourth Level. If I can conquer ten guilds with one force, I will have a greater chance of winning."
"No."
Abbot Yuanxin shook his head slowly, his cloudy old eyes shining with the light of wisdom, "Huiwu is better because of his strong foundation, but Junior Brother Huifa specializes in "Acala Body" and has already cultivated this technique to the level of "Wrathful Vajra". In terms of the comprehension of the technique alone, it is still above Huiwu.
In this battle, the outcome is only a matter of 50 to 50."
When all the monks heard this, they all held their breath and concentrated, looking towards the stage with burning eyes.
On Prajna Platform, the sea of clouds is rolling.
Huiwu and Huifa stood opposite each other, and the collision of their tyrannical auras caused the air between them to begin to twist.
"Uncle Huifa."
Huiwu put his hands together, bowed slightly, and said with all manners, "Disciple is offended."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Elder Huifa has a fiery personality. He roared with fighting spirit, "Let me see how much progress you have made now!"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped hard with his foot!
Boom!
The entire white jade platform shook violently, and his burly figure instantly disappeared on the spot, like an angry wild beast, with the force of collapsing mountains and cracking the ground, punching Huiwu in the face!
Before the punch even came, the solid punch pressure made the air emit a harsh explosion!
Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Huiwu's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward and met it with the same punch.
Bang!!!
A loud noise like the clash of gold and iron exploded above the sea of clouds.
A circle of golden air waves visible to the naked eye, centered on the intersection of the two fists, swept wildly in all directions.
The white jade slab beneath the two of them was cracked every inch!
A hard blow, evenly divided.
"Come again!"
Huifa has a stronger fighting spirit. The muscles in his arms are bulging, and the veins are coiled and squirming like horned dragons. His fists have turned into afterimages all over the sky. Each punch has a terrifying force that can shatter mountains, and it hits Huiwu like a violent storm.
Huiwu's expression was calm, his arms were dancing, his palms and fingers were changing, and he was either shooting, blocking, leading, or releasing, taking all Huifa's violent offensive.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
The sound of collisions was dense and suffocating, and sparks flew everywhere.
The two men fought from the east side to the west side of the platform. Wherever they passed, the hard white jade ground was trampled into deep pits, and gravel flew everywhere.
"Roar!"
After being unable to attack for a long time, Elder Huifa roared, and the energy and blood in his body completely exploded.
Buzz--!
The dazzling dark gold Buddha light soared into the sky from his body, and quickly condensed on his body surface into a layer of physical armor that seemed to be made of golden glass. On the surface of the armor, ancient Sanskrit script flowed like a living thing.
"Acala Body"--Wrathful Vajra!
The realm of great success!
At this moment, Elder Huifa is like a real Buddhist King Kong coming to the world, majestic, furious, and his aura is many times more powerful than before!
"Okay!"
Huiwu's eyes sparkled with light and he no longer retained it.
Boom!
A more majestic and heavier pressure rose from his body.
Earth Realm Fourth Level's terrifying cultivation was unleashed without reservation. A three-foot-tall Wisdom King Dharma Aspect, holding a demon-conquering pestle, rose up behind him!
As soon as the Dharma appeared, the situation changed, and the spiritual energy of the entire world was stirred!
"Great Skanda Vajra!"
Huifa Elder's beard and hair were spread out, his body was in harmony with the Dharma, he made a fist seal with his right hand, and put out a simple boxing stance. Behind him, there seemed to be a shadow of the protector Veda holding a pestle. He punched out and the space collapsed.
"Immovable Mountain Seal!"
The three-foot-long dharma image behind Huiwu also moved accordingly, and the huge demon-subduing pestle swept out, facing Huifa's fist with the supreme power to suppress mountains and rivers.
Xuankong Temple The two great masters of the temple, at this moment, had the most extreme collision!
Boom--!!!!
A loud noise that was a hundred times more terrifying than all the previous sounds combined resounded through the sky.
The entire Prajna Platform, as well as the iron cables connecting the platform, were shaking crazily, as if they would collapse at any time.
The dazzling golden light enveloped everything, causing all the monks watching the battle to subconsciously close their eyes.
When the light dissipated, everyone hurriedly looked around.
I saw a huge pit several feet deep appearing in the center of Prajna Platform.
Elder Huifa was half-kneeling at the bottom of the pit, his body dimmed in golden light, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a clear crack appeared on the glazed armor on his chest.
Opposite him, Huiwu stood quietly. Wisdom King Dharma Aspect behind him had dissipated. His face was slightly pale, and his breath was also a little disordered, but after all, he was still standing.
The victory has been decided.
"Uncle, please give me permission."
Huiwu took a breath and bowed again to Huifa at the bottom of the pit.
Elder Huifa wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up slowly, looked at Huiwu, his eyes were complicated, and finally turned into a long sigh, "After all, it is a step behind... you win."
Win!
Prajna Platform There was first a deathly silence all around, and then, cheers and applause like a mountain roaring and a tsunami broke out!
"Huiwu senior brother is mighty!"
"A well-deserved leader!"
"Too strong! This is the true strength of our Xuankong Temple!"
Countless young monks flushed with excitement. They looked at the tall figure on the stage, their eyes filled with fanatical admiration.
In their hearts, Huiwu, who had just defeated Elder Huifa, was already an invincible existence among his peers!
Huiwu Standing in the center of everyone's attention, feeling the surging blood and boiling fighting spirit in his body, his eyes slowly fell on the figure in black.