The Young Lord of the Demon Sect of Jiuyou Sect

Chapter 28 Competition
Of course Yan Wuxin is bragging, this time he has only practiced the third level of Tianzhang, and he has only practiced to the fifth level, I am afraid that it is not difficult to do it in more than ten years. If he can really practice it, it is really unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future. up.But even if it is the third floor, it is already rare at his age.

"Of course it's true. This old boy, I can deal with it by myself. Just get out of the way, old uncle."

The old man still didn't believe it, but since Yan Wuxin said so, there should be some countermeasures.Anyway, there are more than a hundred opponents, plus a dishonest monk, they are not opponents if they want to fight, so it is better to let him try.Moreover, the old man knew very well that the young master had a very good friendship with this misbehaving monk, and maybe the misbehaving monk missed the past and might lose to the young master under excuses, thinking of this, the old man stepped aside.

"Alright, young master, then be careful."

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Yan Wuxin stepped forward.

The misbegotten monk respectfully said, "That's an offence."

Yan Wuxin grinned: "You taught me less than half of my martial arts. You can be regarded as my junior master. When it comes to offending, I should be the one to offend."

After Yan Wuxin finished speaking, before Monk Buduan stood up straight, he had already slapped him lightly.This slap of Yan Wuxin used [-]% of his strength, although Yan Wuxin knew that his skill was far from that of the misbehaving monk, even if he slapped him with all his strength, he would definitely not be able to hurt the misbehaving monk, but thinking of his old friendship, he couldn't bear to use it. try best.

Monk Bubu didn't dodge, he also slapped his palm towards Yan Wuxin. With a sound of "snap", Yan Wuxin immediately felt his whole arm was on fire, and even the belt bone felt a burning sensation.Yan Wuxin was very uncomfortable, but the strange thing was that this palm was not strong, it only forced him back three steps, and the strange thing was that the misbehaving monk also took three steps back.

Yan Wuxin is unclear, so, this misbehaving monk's palm strength is strong, it doesn't seem like he is giving in intentionally, how can he not beat him? Could it be that his martial arts has already been developed? He always thought that he was very talented in martial arts, and he was teaching He practiced martial arts in the middle school, and was always praised by the elders of the middle school for his extraordinary comprehension. He was a rare talent in practicing martial arts.

Yan Wuxin has never actually fought against others, even the misbehaving monk who practiced the most with him, he has never used any real kung fu. In a word, I am arrogant in my heart, but I can't help being suspicious.This time it was different, he forced the misbehaving monk, the head of the six elders in the sect, to retreat with one palm, which shows that his martial arts are not trivial.

Yan Wuxin forced the bad monk back with a palm, and the burning arm no longer felt so uncomfortable, but the burning sensation was still there and receded very slowly.Yan Wuxin was slightly angry, thinking to himself, you, the great monk, are not only half my master, but also my best friend. Why are you so aggressive? Didn't you deliberately lose to me and let me go?
As soon as Yan Wuxin stepped away, he immediately rushed in front of Monk Bubu again.The right palm hit Monk Bubu's lower abdomen directly. Monk Bubu's palm force was weird. Yan Wuxin struck like this because he didn't want to fight Monk Bubu.Unexpectedly, Monk Bubu shrunk his belly, and his fat body was surprisingly agile. He easily avoided Yan Wuxin's attack, and Yan Wuxin's attack was in vain.Little did he know that Yan Wuxin's move was a false move. Monk Budu's lower abdomen retracted while his upper body leaned forward. Yan Wuxin immediately reached out with his left hand to grab Monk Budu's shoulder.

This grab is Huitianshou's technique, not a grappling, as long as the shoulder is held, the palm of Huitianshou will be passed to the enemy's shoulder in an instant, and the entire arm of those with poor martial arts will be crippled in an instant.But how could the dishonest monk be an ordinary person, as if he had expected it long ago, he stretched out two fingers with his left hand, shoulder-to-shoulder and pointed out, this finger was right on the palm of Yan Wuxin's left palm.Yan Wuxin felt an extremely strong internal force spread to the whole arm, and the whole arm seemed to be roasting on the fire.

With these two fingers, Yan Wuxin was forced to take three more steps back, and at the same time, Monk Bubu also took three or four steps back, as if he was forced back by himself.Yan Wuxin was confused this time. Just now, he used palm to palm. It was possible to force the bad monk to retreat, but the force of this grasp was different from that of the palm just now. More On the five fingers, Bubu Monk's two fingers were pointed at the palm of his hand. There was absolutely no way that he could force Bubu Monk away.

The burning sensation in the right arm has not disappeared, and the left arm is burning again. I can't understand it, but I don't have time to think about it.He cursed in his heart, this old bald thief must know some kind of evil method, otherwise how could he be so evil? He backed away by himself, he must be a harmful evil person who will come out and do him great harm.Yan Wuxin just regarded him as a good friend, a half-master, but now he only calls him bald in his heart.

Yan Wuxin's arms were so hot that he couldn't stand it, and he was angry in his heart. No matter how merciless he was, his left palm and right fist were all clever moves he learned from his father.Yan Wuxin thought, since you are such an old thief and don't miss the old relationship, don't blame me for being rude. You taught me my Shaolin Kung Fu. I solved it for you as soon as I used it. Now that I'm back in the palm, you can solve it for me. look.

Little did they know that Yan Wuxin was afraid of throwing out a palm or a punch. No matter how surprising the position was or how clever the moves were, the dishonest monk could always follow up.What made Yan Wuxin even more annoyed was that every time the dishonest monk faced him and received a move, the heat in his arms would increase a little, and it would extend to his whole body.After being hit with more than a dozen palms in succession, Yan Wuxin felt as if half of his body was on fire, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.

At first, Yan Wuxin winked at the misbehaving monk, telling him to release the water, pretending to lose to himself.But the dishonest monk just pretends not to see it, and knows that it is useless to say nothing, and only scolds his mother in his heart.He thought, this old thief is determined to help Uncle Chang deal with him.

The two fought so fast, in the blink of an eye, they had already made forty or fifty moves.In these forty or fifty strokes, Yan Wuxin never hit Monk Misduan's body once. Every palm, grasp, and blow was dispelled by Monk Misconduct. On Wuxin's body, Yan Wuxin's entire body was on fire, only his feet were still safe.

But at this time, the hundreds of congregants and the old master, Xi'er, were all stunned, because every time the dishonest monk exchanged a palm with Yan Wuxin, he would take three steps back.Unexpectedly, it was known to everyone in the church that the dishonest monk and the unfaithful monk had left recently. At first, everyone thought that the dishonest monk must be thinking about his past friendship and could not bear to deal with him harshly, or simply let him go. Put on a show for others to watch.

But after these dozens of moves, everyone felt that something was wrong. Monk Misconduct felt very strenuous with every palm move, and every time he retreated, he almost felt unsteady on his feet, it was definitely not an act.The most obvious thing was that the dishonest monk was covered in sweat, and even his gray robe was wet. This was obviously due to excessive loss of energy, and it was impossible to pretend.Although Yan Wuxin also backed away, he acted as if nothing had happened. In this competition, Yan Wuxin had the upper hand.

(End of this chapter)