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Chapter 25: The Twenty-fifth Palm: Don’t Stop Drinking

This palm strike was extremely clever.

Like a butterfly flying through the intertwined stick shadows.

It hit one of the monks' shoulders directly.

This palm strike was not very powerful.

But it was able to disrupt the opponent's Qi.

Sure enough, after the monk was hit, he felt a ball of Qi in his chest stagnant and blood rushing back.

He felt cold and was filled with fear.

The long stick in his hand was half a beat slower.

At this time, the other three long sticks had fallen at the same time.

It just hit Li Chen.

This one before and after, but in the blink of an eye.

In the martial arts arena, all the monks cheered loudly.

They thought that the little monk must be seriously injured.

But... when Li Chen smiled and fought again.

Everyone was stunned.

Why didn't the multiple attacks trigger?

...

In the main hall, Jiemie frowned: This kid... actually found the flaw in the formation?

…

At this time, the rhythm of the formation was disrupted.

Strike while the iron is hot, Li Chen hurriedly waved another palm.

"Fifth bow!"

It was this palm again, and it was that person again.

This time, the monk could no longer bear it and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The other three people's feet were in chaos, and the formation for obtaining scriptures collapsed.

"We lost."

The formation for obtaining scriptures was broken.

The Sanbao Zen Temple became unprecedentedly silent.

The monks looked at each other.

…

In the main hall.

Master Jiemie looked at the scene in the water mirror.

He was a little embarrassed.

He looked at Master Jimo and said with a depressed face: "Congratulations, senior brother, for accepting a good disciple."

After that, he was about to get up and leave.

"Wait."

Jiemie paused.

He looked in the direction of the sound.

It turned out to be the skinny old man sitting at the top.

He was startled and hurried forward to put his palms together and saluted: "Uncle Huise, please give me your instructions."

Master Huise is one of the three great monks in the Killing Temple.

He is usually taciturn and rarely asks about worldly affairs.

"Set up the Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation."

Monk Jiemie thought he had heard it wrong.

He looked at the old monk Huise with horror.

He hesitated and said: "Uncle... this..."

After the innate realm, the true qi is released and condensed into Gangqi, and Gangqi can be condensed into Gang shape.

Compared with the acquired realm, it is a qualitative leap.

It is impossible for an acquired cultivator to use Gangqi.

But the Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation is very special. It can enable an acquired cultivator to form a blood phase comparable to the innate Gangqi by releasing blood qi.

And the power of the blood phase is almost comparable to Gangqi.

Master Huise stared at Li Chen in the water mirror with his eyes, obviously very interested.

"Uncle Master, Li Chen is only at the post-natal realm, it is impossible for him to break the Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation."

"Don't worry, I will protect him."

Jiemie couldn't help guessing: So the uncle was testing him.

Master Huise had a high level of cultivation, but he had never accepted a disciple.

Could it be that he had the idea of accepting a disciple?

Jiemie couldn't help but glance at Li Chen in the water mirror: This kid is really lucky.

Then he casually pinched a magic formula.

His fingertips were captured in the water mirror in front of him.

...

In the martial arts arena, Li Gengzheng was a little at a loss.

This guy in front of him.

Since entering the Sanbao Zen Temple, he has made five palm strikes.

The first palm strike defeated the stick monk Li Hong.

The second palm strike defeated the knife monk Li Zhao.

The third palm strike broke the Sanbao formation.

The fourth and fifth palm strikes broke the formation for obtaining scriptures.

Such an act is really shocking.

Just when he was about to step forward to fight Li Chen.

A beam of light descended from the sky and shot into Li Geng's crown.

He was stunned for a moment, then his face showed ecstasy, sweeping away the previous decadence.

"Set up... Thirteen Blood Rakshasas!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Sanbao Zen Temple fell silent.

"Did I hear it right?"

"Thirteen Blood Rakshasas?"

"Will that mean someone will die?!!"

"Is Senior Brother Li Geng crazy?"

...

As soon as Li Geng finished speaking.

Thirteen figures suddenly appeared on the martial arts field.

They wore red monk robes, held bloody knives, and had eyes as cold as beasts.

Li Chenyuan frowned.

The Thirteen Blood Rakshasas came from the inheritance of the Styx Patriarch.

The thirteen people who formed the formation condensed into blood, and could fight against the innate masters.

Thirteen murderous intentions intertwined together.

It was like a huge net.

No matter how powerful you are, you can only be the fish in my mouth.

Li Chen glanced at Li Sao who was tied to the pillar.

He suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave.

The thirteen monks didn't waste words.

In a flash, a knife had been chopped out.

This knife was like an antelope hanging a horn, flowing from the sky.

Even though Li Chen's reaction was not slow.

It was very dangerous to avoid it.

But as soon as he landed, the second knife was already in front of him.

Li Chen's heart tightened.

The blade was so sharp.

He swayed a little and barely avoided it again.

In this way, the thirteen people were like cats and mice.

One knife after another.

Li Chen didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Swoosh~

Finally, a knife brushed his chest and flew out diagonally.

Although Li Chen tried his best to dodge.

But there was still a hole on the moon-white monk's robe.

There was a faint trace of blood seeping out from it.

It was so sharp.

"The Art of Karma Transformation" can dissipate the force.

But Li Chen was only at the first level.

It still can't offset the damage of the weapon.

However, Li Chen was not afraid after seeing the blood.

He knew that he was in danger this time.

Instead, he suddenly felt heroic.

He subconsciously took out a wine gourd from under his monk's robe.

Gulp.

He drank half of the pot.

Although it was just a cheap country wine, it was quite thirst-quenching.

"Come again!"

He held the wine pot in one hand and swung out three palms with the other hand.

"Six bows!"

"Seven bows!"

"Eight bows!"

Bang bang bang.

The three palms connected in a line.

[Wine strengthens the hero's courage. The fighting passion of "Dionysus" was completely ignited, activating the personality: Don't stop drinking. ]

[Don't stop drinking: It has a 'combo' effect. When attacking, there is a chance to trigger a combo. The true energy will turn around. If you make another palm, it will hit. ]

Li Chen was stunned.

He originally wanted to send out a palm.

Unexpectedly, after one palm was offered, the true energy quickly circulated, and an additional palm was offered.

I have to say that "The God of Wine" is really a magical skill.

Jiang Jinjiu has a "false shake", and the next attack is a critical hit.

Bei Mo Ting has a "combo", and the next attack is a sure hit.

Awesome.

The Thirteen Blood Rakshasas practiced the "Blood Phase Divine Art".

This method is inextricably linked to the "Blood Demon Disintegration Method".

When practicing, the body can turn into blood mist.

Switching back and forth between the virtual and the real.

Avoid attacks from all sides.