The attributes skyrocketed infinitely, and I suppressed the diversity

Even if it is as strong as Taoist Xuancheng, he has practiced the art of lightning in the palm of his hand.

It is only cultivated by absorbing the low-voltage current generated by modern scientific instruments.

Care must be taken throughout the process.

After all, human beings are still carbon-based creatures in the final analysis, and cannot really control the violent current.

So like Mu Cang, he has shown super powers several times.

It really hit the knowledge blind spot of many martial arts masters.

Of course, not everyone on the scene is so ignorant.

"Well……"

Wang Nanxun frowned slightly, and secretly said: "It feels a little bit like a legendary superpower." '

Ghost gun was born reckless.

Unlike other King Kong Bubai, who came from a great sect and pampered them well.

So over the years, he has dealt with all kinds of people from all walks of life.

Knowledge is broader than ordinary people.

Not to mention the complex emotions of many martial arts masters present, the other King Kong is not bad and the lottery has also been drawn.

The final results of the draw are:

Mu Cang VS Monk Zhenming.

Gu Tianliu VS Wang Nanxun.

Taoist Xuancheng, bye.

Here, the battle of the Immortal King Kong officially begins.

Except for Mu Cang and Monk Zhenming staying behind, the other three Vajra Bubai walked out slowly.

At this time, in the auditorium in the distance, Song Di raised his eyebrows, turned his head curiously and asked a handsome young man with long hair next to him:

"Hey brother, is this old monk very powerful? Why have I never heard of his name?"

The long-haired young man smiled lightly, and said slowly:

"Master Zhenming is a monk after all, he has always acted in a low-key and modest manner, except for martial arts conferences, he generally would not make a move.

Hmm... As far as I know, Master Zhenming is extremely good at Buddhist spiritual mystic arts, as well as various hard martial arts.

Moreover, they have all cultivated to the peak, and they are indeed a real martial arts powerhouse. "

"Oh~"

Song Di nodded in a daze, and whispered with a little pity in his tone, "Spiritual skills, I really can't steal this stuff."

"what?"

The handsome young man didn't hear clearly, turned his head and asked in doubt.

Song Di hurriedly waved his hands and smiled awkwardly:

"It's nothing, hey, brother, who do you think will win? Let me say first, I think the Ninth Prince will win. What about you?"

"Hmm~ I don't know."

The long-haired young man rubbed his chin, pondering, "King Kong is not bad, it is the best martial arts, even though this Ninth Prince possesses several kinds of terrifying magic, but he wants to defeat Master Zhenming within a hundred moves, I think ...that's unlikely."

"Oh."

Song Di nodded, and said curiously, "Brother, you are very well-informed."

"Oh~"

The young man smiled slightly, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

Song Di took the business card and looked at it.

I saw that it said:

Editor-in-chief of "Tianjiao Bang": Bai Xiaosheng.

"Heavenly Proud List?!"

Song Di was quite surprised, and looked up at Bai Xiaosheng:

"Isn't this the most prestigious internal publication in the martial arts world?! Brother, you are actually the editor-in-chief!"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing, nothing."

The words say so.

But there was still a hint of color on his face.

Then Bai Xiaosheng pointed to the distance again, and said with a smile: "Hey, I came with my teacher and his old man."

"Huh? Your master is actually him!"

Song Di stared at his fingers with wide eyes.

It turns out that the person the other party is referring to is Ghost Gun King Nanxun.

Song Di couldn't help muttering: "Well, but the two of you don't seem to have the same painting style."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head with a long smile, "Master, the old man has always acted freely and carelessly without regard to fame and wealth.

He is an extremely pure martial idiot, of course he is not full of philistine vulgarity like me.

Therefore, the styles of my master and I seem to be quite different. "

Not to mention the two chatting.

In fact, many martial arts masters in the arena have the same opinion as Bai Xiaosheng.

Although Mu Cang killed Baquan Kong Bai with one move yesterday.

But everyone thinks.

That must be because Kong Bai underestimated the enemy, and Mu Cang was well prepared, otherwise how could such a miracle happen.

just now.

In the official duel, Mu Cang has no chance to use that lightning technique no matter what.

He will definitely be dragged into head-to-head close combat by Master Zhenming.

Then, the result is not so sure.

Everyone secretly said in their hearts:

"It is estimated that there will be a fierce battle to be fought!"

On the arena at this time.

"Amitabha."

Monk Zhenming slowly clasped his hands together and uttered the Buddha's name.

He looked at Mu Cang who was standing with his hands behind his back, and said gently:

"His Royal Highness, let's start now."

"Okay." Mu Cang nodded lightly.

Immediately, he assumed an uneven stance.

This standing posture looks tall and straight, but it is not good in terms of power storage and movement.

Strictly speaking, this is the attitude of the master to teach the students.

Some are condescending.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of stance would never be used in duels between martial arts masters.

Unless you are extremely confident in your own strength.

Taoist Xuancheng, who was sitting in a corner of the auditorium, frowned coldly.

'What an arrogant boy! '

He didn't believe that the old monk Zhenming couldn't see it.

really.

Monk Zhenming on the ring saw Mu Cang's attitude.

Even though he is a monk, his state of mind has always been calm.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a wave of turmoil.

'Sure enough, he was born in a noble family. Even though the royal family has lost power to the extreme, they are still so rebellious. '

Monk Zhenming's long eyebrows are windless and automatic.

'Forget it, let the old monk teach you something, young man. '

The old monk shook his head slightly, his loose eyelids suddenly opened wide, and his eyes sparkled with divine light.

Then, lift up your dry hands.

In an instant, it was pinched more than ten times, and finally it appeared in the shape of a lotus flower.

"Dharma, purity, wisdom and truth, the great seal of Saha!"

hum~

Suddenly, a huge spiritual force emerged.

During the waves, it struck Mu Cang standing quietly in the distance like lightning.

This trick is the famous stunt of the old monk Zhenming - the secret prajna mantra.

If ordinary martial arts masters are attacked by this curse, they will be dazzled and dizzy for an instant, unable to control themselves in a daze, and finally let it be slaughtered.

Even if other vajras are not bad, they will be stunned for a moment when they are unsuspecting.

For top players.

Even if there is only a moment of trance in the battle of life and death, you will still fall into a life and death situation.

but……

Chapter 17 Defeating the enemy with one finger shocked the audience

But for Mu Cang.

This fragile and pitiful spiritual power is simply ridiculous.

Especially the contemptuous thoughts revealed by this spiritual force made Mu Cang laugh more than ever.

Therefore, he didn't even block it, and just let the opponent's Prajna mantra enter his mind.

Mu Cang shook his head slightly, with a mocking smile on his lips:

"Hehe, does the old monk think I'm arrogant? Do you want to teach me a lesson?"

If there is no miscalculation.

The spiritual power of the old monk Zhenming's hard work for more than a hundred years was converted into the attributes of the soul that he recognized.

Most likely, only two digits.

Small.

very small.

too small.

But in Zhenming's view.

The arrogant prince in the distance must have been mentally frozen at this time, and he was powerless to fight back.

So, he's going to do it.

"Let the old monk teach you. Respecting the opponent means respecting martial arts."