From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Shi Yue took the initiative to untie his stomach, and went out of the courtyard to receive the army stick in only his single clothes.

The muffled sound soon came from outside, even if it was a long distance away, it could still make people feel the powerful blow.

This is fighting with full strength.

Ordinary people can get half of their lives if they go down with a stick, and they may even be beaten to death with a stick.

Although Shi Yue was a warrior, but without using his inner energy to resist, even if he got down with thirty sticks, he would still be half dead.

And in the kiosk.

"The lad has potential."

The person sitting opposite to Chen Tianyuan put down the chess pieces and said with emotion: "With such a scheming, it would be a shame to be a catcher."

If this really allowed him to succeed, there would definitely be a rift between Tie Cejun and Linglong Tiesha. Even if the people above were suppressed, the people below would also harbor resentment, and conflicts would be inevitable between cooperation in the future.

Even, the people above may not necessarily be able to suppress.

Because, this little Wuchang's surname is Shi, and he is the distant nephew of Zhan Shura.

Moreover, even if this plan fails, it can't be blamed on this person's head. After all, he only said a few words and recognized the monk as a bald man.

The loss of failure is almost small, and the gain of success is big. Once he succeeds, he can reach the sky in one step.

"My people have already been punished, now it's your turn to express yourself, my lord." Chen Tianyuan said calmly.

Sitting opposite him was exactly what Shi Yue said earlier, King An who came to visit Chen Tianyuan.

"You asked me to make a statement, but I'm just an idle prince. If I didn't have friendship with you, I wouldn't be able to send this group of three judges."

Wang An looked distressed, turned his head to the handsome young man standing behind, and asked, "Nephew, what do you think should we do? We are here to dissuade Tie Cejun, and we offended people at the beginning. How can I persuade you afterwards?"

The young Longzhang Fengzi standing at the back had an aura of nobleness, and when he saw King An's question, he replied softly: "It doesn't depend on what we think, it depends on what Chen Junshi thinks, and the result is all up to you." Judging from Junshi Chen's point of view, our opinion is not important."

Hearing the words, Kong Kong, who had just come outside the pavilion, leaned over and said "quietly" in a voice that everyone could hear: "Masters and nephews, you see, this is the kind of deep-minded person I mentioned earlier. You have to go around ten or eight times when you say something, and you will be in a fog, and when you meet this kind of person in the future, you will directly greet him with a fist, and they will only speak human words if you are honest."

Wu Yin, who heard the whisper, looked at his nose with his eyes, his nose with his heart, and an attitude of not caring about worldly affairs.

Shen Yi glanced at the pavilion, and looked at the two Tianhuang Guiwei inside.

The meaning of Wang An is very obvious, that is, "I am a idle prince, and I will not take the blame. It is fine to kill the emperor's eagle dog, but don't ask me." Nonstick.

But speaking of it, this is not surprising.

When the current emperor ascended the throne, he sacrificed most of his brothers to heaven, and King An was the only one who survived.

With this experience, King An of course focuses on stability and does not stick to the pot.He is absolutely unwilling to touch the matter of dealing with the emperor's minions.

So he threw the pot to his nephew.

As the emperor's only surviving brother, King An's nephew is naturally the current prince.

And the prince uttered a riddle, using the handling of the arrester to test Chen Tianyuan's tone.

They came here this time to persuade Chen Tianyuan to dispel some thoughts, and Chen Tianyuan's treatment of the arrester was just able to express his intention.

If he insisted on punishing him, he would not give him any face. If he made it clear that he wanted to go all the way to the end, the imperial court could be ready to deal with Tie Ce's army.

If he is willing to let go, it means that there is some talk, and he can continue to increase the price, negotiate conditions, and even try to convince Chen Tianyun.

These few words hide an unknown amount of thoughts. It can only be said that a politician is a politician, and every sentence must be interpreted like the famous sayings of tree people.

"Uncle, that's the prince." Shen Yi said softly.

This is the prince, if you have the guts to say hello, you have to be able to do it.

The three falcons and dogs around here are not a problem, but if a prince and a prince go out, will there be no strong figures to protect them?

This is obviously impossible.

"What about the prince?"

Kong Kong laughed lightly, strode directly into the pavilion, and said, "Monk, I found a problem, that is, you haven't asked the other party's victim what they think. Is it worth mentioning?"

As soon as he joined, the atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly changed, and there was a hint of danger. In the emptiness, there was an invisible aura quietly appearing, lingering around the emptiness, making a threatening gesture.

The small pavilion, which was originally calm, suddenly seemed to be undercurrents and turbulent at this moment.

Shen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly to cover the enlarged blackness in his eyes. In his vision, he could clearly see a spring of blood gushing out, he could see the vertical and horizontal chess paths covering the ground, and a huge figure appeared in the small pavilion. In addition, it exudes a coercion like a god and a demon.

Originally, Chen Tianyuan and the other party's auras were at a relatively balanced point, while the blood demon donkey was alone and stayed aside.

This made Xiaoting calm on the bright side.

However, due to the intervention of emptiness, the original balance point was broken, and the hidden undercurrent suddenly began to rise to the bright surface.

"Is Linglong Tiesha really going to be stubborn?" The prince's voice was slightly cold.

Compared with the politeness towards Chen Tianyuan, his voice was condescending at this moment, as if it was just one of the three Buddhist temples.

"It's not about being stubborn, it's about asking for justice." Kong Kong stood with his hands behind his back, and the Buddha's light naturally emerged from his body, and there was even a Buddha's shadow that formed a lake of vitality, looming behind him.

Although he didn't fight against Chen Tianyuan and the huge phantom, nor was he as powerful as the two of them, but he was able to maintain a little independence in the collision between the two without being affected.

"If you want to kill my disciple Linglong Tiesha, do you want to test whether my empty fists are hard enough?"

"Peng—"

The air in the pavilion suddenly muffled, and the vigor was like a tide, spreading from the pavilion, and the soldiers of the Tie Ce Army and the six-door police officers around drew their weapons and confronted each other.

Outside the small pavilion, senior brothers Shen Yi, Wu Yin, and Hu also turned their eyes on the catcher at the same time, locking on him firmly.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know how to call the benefactor." Shen Yi smiled slightly, quite kindly, "Benefactor, you will reap the cause, and you will reap the fruit. Your retribution is me. Now, it's time to pay the price."

When Kong Kong came forward, he undoubtedly expressed his position. Shen Yi didn't know why he made such a decision, but this did not affect Shen Yi's revenge.

Chapter 97 Great Bright Fist, Hercules

"You asked my name?"

Seeing Shen Yi, Wu Yin and a big tiger staring at them together, the young man in strong clothes suddenly sneered, "I'll tell you, my name is Lu Chaofeng, Lu Chaofeng who was ruined by your master Kongxiang."

He showed a strong resentment, the malice almost filled Shen Yi's sight.

"Lu Chaofeng...could it be the Jiangnan Lu family?" Hearing this, Wu Yin was slightly taken aback, and then an old story flashed through his mind.

But Shen Yi would not be stunned, since he had already made up his mind to do it, he would not hesitate.

As soon as the footsteps are stepped in, the punch is sent out, and the shadow of the fist that seems to be slow and solid makes a natural understanding.

Da Guangming Fist · Wei Guang He Yi.

When this punch was punched, the shadow of the fist was faintly glowing, and there was a sense of transparency conveyed in the heart, like a light shining, and there was no reason to see it, he said in amazement: "The meaning of the big bright fist?"

The name of Daguangquan, a martial art, comes from the "Lengyan Sutra", which was born out of the question and answer between Buddha and Ananda.

[Instantly, the Tathagata raised his golden arm, bent his fingers, and said to Ananda: Do you see now?Ananda: See you. 】

[Buddha said: What did you see?Ananda said: When I saw the Tathagata, I raised my arms and flexed my fingers, and made a fist of light, shining in my mind. 】

The true meaning of Da Guangming Fist is to "brilliant my mind", Shen Yi's fist, Yao Ming has not been able to do it yet, but Yao Xin has already glimpsed the way.

Shen Yi's understanding of the difference between good and evil, coupled with the further strengthening of his already powerful soul, made him make rapid progress in understanding the artistic conception. At this moment, he used the Great Bright Fist to switch to a pure, kind and bright state of mind. The meaning of the fist reaches the soul, Lu Chaofeng only felt a chanting suddenly appearing in his heart, and the sound of "Amitabha" gave him a pause.

"Peng—"

Shen Yi's punch was firm and solid on Lu Chaofeng's chest, his strength turned soft, and the power of his fist was delivered secretly, which immediately made Lu Chaofeng stagnate and hurt his upper body.

The real pain immediately overwhelmed the deterrence in his heart. Lu Chaofeng moved his internal energy quickly, and a gentle force appeared at the place where he was hit. He let go of part of the force, and then retreated to the left, a gust of breeze appeared under his feet, The law is quite fast.

However, Shen Yi's own speed is so fast, even if he can't show that ghost-like lightness at this moment, it is definitely not comparable to Lu Chaofeng.

He stepped forward again, within a step, he just caught up with Lu Chaofeng, and then released the Da Guangming Fist, a punch that went straight forward and without any fancy tricks, and concealed the intention of Yaoxin Fist.

"Amitabha!"

Another Zen chant resounded in his heart. Although Lu Chaofeng was already on guard, his movements were slowed down because of this punch. He had to hold his half-drawn sword horizontally in front of him, dangerously blocking the blow. fist.

"when--"

A punch hit the sword body, and the air film of the golden bell mask automatically appeared on the front of the fist, and the sound of the bell rang out. A surge of force was transmitted from the sword body to Lu Chaofeng's hand, making his arm numb.

At the same time, Wu Yin stopped Senior Brother Hu, saying: "There is no need to attack, Senior Brother Wu Wang can handle it."

He had already seen that Shen Yi had a chance to win, and immediately decided to protect Shen Yi with Senior Brother Hu, so as not to be disturbed by the approaching arresters.

"Amitabha."

It was another punch, and the Zen singing resounded through his heart.

Although the realm of the two is not high, but the speed of the fight is still fast and fast, and there is no time to speak, but the fist intent of this Great Brightness Fist is directly reaching the mind, without the need to speak, it can intimidate the mind with its intention, and make people's hearts Full of "Amitabha".

Shen Yi discovered this, and punched again and again, each punch was plain and unpretentious, but there was a hidden intention of punching.

Amitabha Amitabha Amitabha Amitabha

"Amitabha" kept outputting, and the endless cycle made Lu Chaofeng feel that there were countless bald donkeys around him making noise, and that feeling could drive people crazy.

Moreover, such frequent mental bombardment also made Lu Chaofeng stop constantly, and suffered repeated old punches.

In just a few breaths of time, Shen Yi punched Lu Chaofeng a dozen times in a row, punching to the flesh, even if he didn't show that inhuman strength, he still beat Lu Chaofeng's tendons and bones. on the ground.

"Four princes..."

Lu Chaofeng, who was completely defeated in just a few breaths, stretched out Erkang's hand towards the small pavilion, and shouted, "Help me!"

However, there was an undercurrent in the small pavilion. Although it was confined in a small space, it did not cause any shocking momentum, but it also trapped the fourth prince and King An in it, making it difficult to get out.

The exquisite pavilion disintegrated silently into dozens of parts, large and small, and was pressed back to its original shape by an invisible force. The huge phantom outside the pavilion has shrunk to a size of two meters. Stepping into the pavilion, the dark golden body of Ang Zang There was a faint luster, and the body with tangled muscles seemed to bring all the power of the world into the body, full of a sense of expanding power.

"Tenth on the black list, 'Hercules' Ren Yue. "No reason read in a low voice.

Unknowingly when the phantom had turned into a real body, a figure full of power appeared in the pavilion, Naangzang's body naturally exuded a burst of strength, shaking the chessboard pattern covering the ground faintly collapsed, making the emptiness recede even more One step, the soles of the feet go deep.

For the same ranking, people in the black list are generally considered to be higher than those in the white list by default.At least for rankings after the top ten, the black list is generally more credible than the white list by default.

It's just because the rankings on the black list are all determined by killing, but the people in the white list cannot be determined by killing and killing. After all, they are well-known and decent, and it is shameful.The ranking of the white list combines many factors such as fame, record, status, etc. The top ten are not bad, but the bottom 26 are more or less mixed with human sophistication.

As for Chen Tianyuan and Ren Yue, they were stuck in the tenth key position.

In terms of realm, Chen Tianyuan is definitely not inferior to Ren Yue, but Chen Tianyuan is good at formations, illusions, and spells, but not good at melee combat, which made him faintly suppressed by Ren Yue.

The "Hercules" Ren Yue who protects King An and the fourth prince finally appeared, and the competition of energy in the pavilion reached its peak.

Stone powder fell from the stone pavilion rustlingly, the ground gradually cracked, and faint vibrations were transmitted, causing the ground to shake.

However, the situation suddenly reversed after a short period of stalemate.

The criss-cross patterns spread across the ground, covering the entire Baiyu Temple. The soldiers of the Tie Ce Army standing one by one were like chess pieces falling on a chessboard, forming a big dragon and surrounding the small pavilion.

The solid and domineering aura of the Hercules was forcibly pushed back, and even the rustling stone powder returned as if time had flown back, and the small pavilion returned to its original state.

"Luzi Tianyuan."

The figure of Angzang, who was like a god and demon, made a sound like metal and iron clashing, "Multiple into the formation, Chen Tianyuan, you are worthy of being a famous master of formation in the world."

The first confrontation between the tenth in the white list and the tenth in the black list, the current situation - Chen Tianyuan is slightly better.

Chapter 98 Next Cause and Effect

The entire Baiyu Temple was turned into a chessboard, and the dragon formed by the soldiers of Tie Ce Army surrounded the center of the chessboard—Tian Yuan, where the small pavilion was located.

Under the pressure of this general situation, even "Hercules" Ren Yue is inferior to Chen Tianyuan.

"You are not bad." Chen Tianyuan replied calmly.

He cast his eyes on the chessboard in front of him, and said again: "My lord, it's your turn."

Wang An gave a wry smile, stretched out his hand to push the chessboard, shook his head and said, "My chess skills have long been inferior to yours, so I have nothing to say. In this world, in terms of chess skills alone, I am afraid that only the one from Dali can compete with you." You have competed, and I don’t know who of you can be better in this way.”

Chen Tianyuan put away the chess pieces calmly, and said: "30 years ago, it was hard to tell the winner. Three years ago, I lost a game. That game ruined my 27 years of hard work."

"I have been planning for 27 years, just for the Northern Expedition, but at the moment when the preparation is about to be completed, I was ruined. Do you think I should hate my opponent's clever calculations, or should I hate some people's misconduct?"