The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

what's the situation?

Can't even hold a drink?

What about Tianjiao leader?

Well, I admit that the force of throwing the wine was a bit too strong, and I deliberately didn't let the wine gather into arrows.but…

This should be easy to catch too, right?

Just a ball of water.

Xiao Xun was speechless.

At the same time, I found that many people looked at me, embarrassed, and a little depressed.Seeing that the affected guests at that table were all glaring...

"I want to say that I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe it?"

Xiao Xun said helplessly.

"It's strange to believe you!" Many people agreed.

"Are all Shaolin monks so domineering?" A young man affected sneered.

All the disciples from the Shaolin Dharma Academy sat up straight, and Hui Xu, who was the best in lightness kung fu, said, "Junior Brother Huiwu has always been humble and approachable to others, and I believe that Junior Brother Huiwu just made an unintentional mistake."

"Everyone, my little sister also believes that Brother Hui Wu made a mistake unintentionally." Not far away, Luo Qingxian said, she had been paying attention to Xiao Xun's situation just now.

"What are you talking to them about?" Dao Chen said indifferently, "If you don't accept it, let's fight!"

No one spoke.

The affected people were all staring at Xiao Xun.

Xiao Xun felt very innocent.

At this time, Zhang Wuji and Song Qinglun came together, and four more disciples from the Zhenwu Sect came to tidy up the overturned banquet table.

"Today is a day of celebration, everyone, don't hurt your peace." Zhang Wuji said.

Song Qinglun looked at Xiao Xun and said with a smile: "Just now I saw Junior Brother Hui Wu make a move, and I feel a little itchy. I wonder if Junior Brother Hui Wu is interested in doing two tricks with me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became condensed and completely quiet.

Before Xiao Xun opened his mouth, Dao Chen beside him said, "You are not worthy."

Song Qinglun's face turned cold at that moment.

"Luo Jinhan, what are you waiting for?" Dao Chen said again.

All the people around looked at Luo Jinhan at the banquet table where the Vajra Gate was.

Luo Jinhan took a deep breath, stood up, looked at Song Qinglun, and said, "Song Shaoxia, I have been defeated by you, I want to try again today."

Song Qinglun subconsciously wanted to answer "Are you worthy?" Zhang Wuji's voice sounded in his ear.

"Brother Song, today is Shigong's birthday party, peace is the most important thing."

Zhang Wuji said.

Song Qinglun took a deep breath, and with a smile on his face, he said, "Okay, I also want to learn Junior Brother Luo's Dali Vajra Art again."

With that said, he walked directly to the ring.

Rockingham clenched his fists and followed.

Seeing that most of the people's eyes were on the ring, Xiao Xun heaved a sigh of relief.

It was just too embarrassing.

"Zhenwu's hospitality is not good, I hope you will forgive me." Zhang Wuji came to those young people who were affected, and said apologetically.

These people still gave this Qing Yunbang a second face, saying 'it's okay', and didn't continue to make trouble.

"Do you feel that you are out of place?" Dao Chen asked.

Xiao Xun thought for a while, and said: "No, I feel like that person did it on purpose. He dared to challenge you. He must have some strength. No matter how powerful I am, I can't knock him down with a light flick of water." Dao Chen Speechless for a while, he raised his chin and said, "Let's watch the ring."

"Okay." Xiao Xun nodded, glanced at his teacup from the corner of the eye, felt a little disgusted again, couldn't help asking in a low voice, "If I ask someone from the Zhenwu Sect to change my teacup now, will I offend others?" This time, not only Dao Chen was speechless, but also the Shaolin monks such as Huizhi, Huiren and Huixu who were sitting with Xiao Xun were also speechless.

You know you will offend people and ask?

"Who is that, bring two more cups." Dao Chen glanced at Zhang Wuji who was not far away, and ordered.Zhang Wuji paused, nodded and said: "...OK." Xiao Xun sighed.

Suddenly I felt that I was too petty.

At such an important banquet, what I cared about was actually the problem of the cup not being clean.

on the ring.

Song Qinglun and Luo Jinhan stood still, four zhang apart.

"Swords have no eyes, Junior Brother Luo, please be careful..." Song Qinglun unsheathed his long sword and said calmly.

He has made up his mind to teach this monk of the Vajra Sect a lesson, who dares to show Huiwu his head without knowing his life or death! "It's okay, I have an agreement with others, today I want to win Song Shaoxia." Luo Jinhan took a deep breath and said slowly.

Thinking of the bet with Xiao Xun, Dao Chen, and Foben, his heart was surging and excited for a moment.

In the bet between the four, there was no option of losing to Song Qinglun.

"I don't know how to live or die!" A sneer flashed in Song Qinglun's eyes.

In the Golden Roof Square, almost everyone's eyes fell on the ring.

This contest is obviously more weighty and more attractive.

After all, these two people are on the Qing Yun list.

With the long sword in hand, Song Qinglun waited for a while, but couldn't help but frown when his opponent made the first move.

"What are you waiting for?" Song Qinglun asked with a frown. "Song Shaoxia please first."

Luo Jinhan put his palms together, stood in front of his chest, and said calmly.

The first trick is to tear clothes... learn from Yu Huiwu.

It will be more effective if the opponent needs to make a move first.

"Arrogance!" Song Qinglun snorted, swung his long sword, and rushed towards Luo Jinhan in an instant.

Considering that there is a large gap in strength between the two, whoever makes the first move will not change the result.

"It's about to start."

Xiao Xun's eyes were burning, and he held his breath.

"Shouldn't use the moves I taught." Dao Chen secretly thought.

As soon as Luo Jinhan grasped Yilan, he pulled it suddenly, and the monk's clothes on his body immediately separated from his body and flew forward.

next moment.

Luo Jinhan stepped forward suddenly, gathered his right hand into a fist, and punched the flying monk's robe with his fist, his true 2.5 energy turned into fist strength, overflowing with turmoil.

The monk's clothes suddenly turned into pieces, like a hidden weapon, and shot towards Song Qinglun who was attacking.

Song Qinglun's complexion changed, and he swung his long sword instantly, trying to cut off the pieces of clothing that struck him.

at this moment.

A dark golden light glowed all over Luo Jinhan's body, he rushed forward vigorously, and swung his right fist fiercely.

Great Vajra Technique!

"war!"

Luo Jinhan let out a loud cry, his eyes widened with anger, his fists glowed with golden vigor, and he slammed towards Song Qinglun like mountains and seas.

this moment.

Song Qinglun felt as if a huge wave was coming towards him, his breath was stagnant, and he was suddenly shocked.

There was no time to think about it, so I could only wave my long sword to meet him.

Boom~!

Luo Jinhan's golden body pierced through the broken clothes, and the golden fist imprint hit Song Qinglun's long sword heavily.

Clang~!

The long sword broke inch by inch!

Luo Jinhan's eyes were all bare, and the strength of his punches remained undiminished, and he hit Song Qinglun's chest heavily. .

Chapter 153 What's the situation, where is my knife?

one move!

Only one trick was used.

With only one move, Luo Jinhan defeated Song Qinglun, who was ranked No. 16 on the Qingyun list and a contemporary master of the Zhenwu sect, to the ground!

Under the ring, Song Qinglun's mouth was bleeding, his face was pale and ferocious, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

On the ring, Luo Jinhan stood proudly on the spot, the dark golden light on his body gradually faded, and returned to the original bronze color, full of oppression.

The young guests around were all too shocked to speak.

Before the start of this contest, almost everyone was not optimistic about Rockingham.

After all, just now Luo Jinhan himself admitted that he was defeated by Song Qinglun.

And Song Qinglun is the 21th in the Qingyun list, Luo Jinhan is the [-]st in the Qingyun list, even Tianji City doesn't think that Luo Jinhan is comparable to Song Qinglun.

What's more, the Zhenwu sect is at the same level as Shaolin, and the Vajra sect is somewhat less interesting.

But at this moment.

Luo Jinhan won, standing on the ring, his eyebrows were flying.

Song Qinglun was defeated, lying on the ground with unwilling eyes.

Wow~!

After the silence, the entire Golden Roof Plaza seemed to be boiling.

Luo Jinhan grinned, seeing that there were disciples sent by Zhenwu to help Song Qinglun, he tactfully didn't go up to him, but directly got off the ring, and walked quickly to Xiao Xun's side.

Before Luo Jinhan could speak, Xiao Xun said first, "It's amazing, let's go eat first."

"Uh... ok."

Rockingham paused, and swallowed all the flattering words.

"You won." Dao Chen said.

Xiao Xun smiled and said, "You didn't lose either."

Song Qinglun knelt before Luo Jinhan performed the moves taught by others. From some perspectives, Daochen and Foben were indeed not considered losers.

"Who cares."

Dao Chen shrugged, drank the wine in the glass, and stood up suddenly.

If Zhang Wuji had a feeling in his heart, at this moment, he looked at Dao Chen.

"War?" Daochen said.

Zhang Wuji said: "One battle."

After the words fell, the two rushed towards the direction of the ring at the same time, with unmatched speed.

In an instant.

The two stood on the ring, one on the left and one on the right, six feet apart.

This time, the guests who were already on the verge of boiling were completely boiling.

"Shouldn't lose." Xiao Xun whispered.

As he spoke, he picked up the jug and filled the wine glass for Daochen.

I feel a little regretful.

It's a pity that it's hot summer at this time, and everyone drinks cold wine, not warm wine.

If you have warm wine just out of the oven, you can have a 'Warm Wine Defeat'.

on the ring.