Da Bong fights more people

This made them realize that it was too early to be happy, and they had only passed a level at this time, they were at the foot of the mountain, and they were still far from the top of the mountain.

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PS: Sorry, code word code sleep.

I was too sleepy, so I took a rest on my stomach, and ended up oversleeping, so don't wait.

Do your best, go back to sleep, and still have two chapters at night, or one big chapter.

Chapter 63 Zen Machine (Da Zhang asks for a monthly pass)

Xu Qi'an's state was like pouring a bucket of cold water on everyone's hearts, which made the uplifting atmosphere subside and the cheers gradually disappeared.

"The little monk on the mountainside is the one who has been sitting at the Haoxia Terrace in Nancheng for half a decade."

"It is said that the King Kong of Buddhism is undefeated, and it is indeed undefeated. In five days, many heroes came up to challenge, and no one can break his golden body."

At this moment, the people in the capital and the outsiders from the Jianghu recalled the fear of being dominated by Jingsi's vajra body.

I remembered the power of this handsome monk.

Some people who don't live in Nancheng and don't know much about it, after asking about it, the reaction was fierce:

"There is such a thing? Don't listen to hearsay, market rumors are the most exaggerated and unreliable."

"It's not an exaggeration. I also know that a few days ago, there was a very powerful swordsman who made a move. It is said that he summoned stones as swords. It was quite amazing. But he still lost to this young monk."

"Buddhism is too strong. In comparison, our people seem to be struggling and facing many difficulties."

The people in the capital were discouraged for a while.

From Jingsi and Jingchen's arena battle and lectures, to the arrival of the Dharma last night, Buddhism has had a great impact on the people of the capital, and its powerful impression has deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"The poor monk remembers that Xu Ningyan's unique technique is "Slashing Heaven and Earth with a Sword", does he still have the strength to make a knife?" No. [-] Hengyuan shook his head, clasped his hands together, and sighed softly:

"The second stage of the Vajra Formation is fighting. He only has the strength of a sword, but he exhausted his strength in the Eight Bitter Formation."

Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help laughing and said, "Number Six, you're too brainy."

Heng Yuan frowned puzzled.

Chu Yuanzhen didn't answer, and continued: "However, unless he can make a second cut, breaking through the second cut of the Eight Suffering Formation, otherwise, no matter what, he will not be able to cut through Jingsi's golden body."

Inside the pergola, a heated debate was taking place at this time.

"You can rest if you don't have enough strength, and there is no time limit for this fight. As long as Xu Qi'an can make a knife that is not weaker than the one just now, it will not be a problem to break the diamond formation."

After a nobleman expressed his opinion, he immediately attracted rebuttals from others.

The one who refuted Wei Haibo was also a nobleman with a strong cultivation level: "Just now, Wei Haibo thought that a mere seventh-rank warrior could cut that knife?"

The surrounding dignitaries listened to the debate between the two very seriously.

Zhuang Zhan beckoned, and said crisply: "Wei Haibo, Ping Ding Bo, you two, please explain clearly. How sure is Gou Na Xu Qi'an of breaking the Vajra Formation?"

Uncle Pingding is a middle-aged man in his early forties. He is in his prime, with a burly figure and bright tiger eyes. Hearing the second princess' question, he stood up and cupped his hands and said:

"Your Highness, from the point of view of the minister, then Xu Qi'an has no chance of winning."

Mounting frame frowned: "Why did you say that?"

Uncle Ping Ding sighed, "Xu Qi'an is only a rank seven martial artist, and Monk Jing Si's golden body can't be broken even by Chu Yuanzhen, let alone him."

A civil official frowned and said, "Uncle Pingding doesn't know something. Although Xu Qi'an is a seventh-rank warrior, he is very powerful. He has twice recorded breaking six-rank bronze-skinned iron-skin warriors."

Uncle Ping Ding shook his head: "Buddhism's King Kong is undefeated, how can it be compared with the copper-skinned iron bones of warriors. Besides, this young monk has been in Nancheng for half a decade. If Xu Qi'an could win, he would have made a move long ago. Why has he kept holding back?"

The civil servant who spoke out nodded, and Pingding Bo is a nobleman who participated in the Shanhai Campaign 20 years ago.His vision is not bad, since he said so, it is probably true.

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of any words to refute, so I said angrily: "Uncle Ping Ding, how can you let other people's ambition destroy your own prestige, what good will it do you if Xu Qi'an loses?"

Uncle Ping Ding said helplessly: "I'm not trying to boost other people's ambitions. Xu Qi'an fights on behalf of Si Tianjian and also represents the imperial court. I also hope that he can win, but the chance of winning is too small."

You must know that most of the civil servants and female family members present are laymen. Just now, seeing Xu Qi'an slash through the formation with a knife, his confidence suddenly rose, and smiles bloomed on the faces of all the beautiful family members.

But now, after listening to the analysis of Uncle Pingding, an expert, the civil servants and female relatives also realized that the situation is not optimistic.

Wei Haibo snorted, and said loudly: "Uncle Ping Ding, how do you know that Xu Qi'an can't strike a second time?"

At this time, the monk Jingchen who had been meditating for a long time said, "The sword just now must have been borrowed from him by Jianzheng. Otherwise, how can a seventh-rank martial artist cut out such a terrifying sword energy.

"A seventh-rank martial artist has limited physical strength, how can he withstand the instillation of that level of strength?"

Uncle Pingding shook his head, which was what he wanted to say.

The arbors everywhere fell silent, civil and military officials bowed their heads to drink, while the female relatives deliberately turned their heads away from the Buddhist monks.

I have nothing to say, but I am not convinced.

"Father, what do you think?"

Miss Wang looked at Mr. Shoufu with a smile.

Wang Shoufu said indifferently: "Look more, talk less, it's too early to make a conclusion."

Even if he believed in his heart that Xu Qi'an would be difficult to win in a fight, and he had already started to think about the next candidate, but after the slap in the face just now, Wang Shoufu couldn't jump to a conclusion again.

The dignified first assistant will not fall twice in one place.

"I have an idea."

Ms. Wang smiled, looked at Monk Jingchen, and said loudly: "Master, the Eight Bitter Formation is used by Buddhist eminent monks to sharpen the Buddha's heart, and has nothing to do with combat power. ?”

Monk Jingchen nodded, "Instead of letting high-grade warriors join the battle, it's better to find a child."

Miss Wang said sweetly: "Master Du'er said just now that Dafeng has three chances, right?"

"nature."

Miss Wang's delicate and gentle face showed a bright smile: "Now that the Eight Bitter Formation has been broken, even if Xu Qi'an is exhausted and unable to pass through the Vajra Formation, the imperial court will send a high-quality warrior to break through the formation, and the Vajra statue on the mountainside may block it? "

Monk Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and remained silent.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and there was a feeling of enlightenment, and various thoughts fluctuated.

As for why Jianzheng chose a seventh-rank gong fighting method, no one knew the reason, and was secretly confused.Seeing that Xu Qi'an had broken the eight bitter formations, Miss Wang's family pointed out the pros and cons again.

Everyone's minds were instantly opened.