At this time, there are only a few halos in the back of the head of the holy monk, and this picture can immediately become a Buddha coming to the world, and good men and women look up to the Buddha devoutly.

The viewers got goosebumps, if they were not convinced that the protagonist is not gay, the scene in front of them would have caused people to misunderstand the protagonist's sexual orientation!

"Fokeyou is the martial art in my heart..."

The holy monk spoke slowly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the window, and walked barefoot into the yard next to the house.

He looked up at Jia Luo, motioning for him to stand in front of him.

Jia Luo thought he was going to teach martial arts moves, so he happily jumped in front of the holy monk without taking off his indoor shoes.

"Xin Wu is different from the common martial arts boxing, and it is also different from other boxing that kills the enemy sadly."

The monk said with a serious expression.

Jia Luo nodded in confusion, "Oh."

The holy monk lowered his head and clenched his fists with both hands, the muscles all over his body were beating, and the exuberant vitality was displayed in a terrifying force: "It doesn't stick to moves, nor does it value. The only thing that matters is the user's heart, whether it is like a mirror, shining Think out of your heart, so that when you punch, you can influence your opponent and lead them to be good..."

After listening silently, Jia Luo nodded his head by the way: "I see...although I don't understand it at all."

The holy monk was not angry, but just smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's just that, it may be difficult for Master Jia to understand."

"...so let boxing tell the benefactor, what is the true meaning of boxing!"

"Hmm..." Jia Luo listened in a daze, nodded from time to time, and suddenly he was stunned: "What?"

Suddenly, an overwhelming terrifying momentum rushed towards Jia Luo, and he was horrified to find that a huge fist filling the sky appeared in his eyes.

Fuck you're going to die!

If this was hit, Jia Luo would be turned into a pool of delicious meat sauce immediately.

Jia Luo hurriedly activated [Fearless Epic Challenger LV2] in zero time. The next moment, the world seemed to slow down a little in Jia Luo's eyes. He knew it was just an illusion. If you perceive speed, you will naturally feel that the other party has slowed down.

Of course, this does not mean that Jia Luo's thinking speed has doubled, but that the five senses of the body have been prompted.

As long as it can double the speed - bang bang!

Suddenly, Jia Luo's mind went blank, and his confused thoughts stopped for an instant, and then he unconsciously saw himself flying upside down, and fell heavily in front of the courtyard wall.

The onlookers were startled, but before they could react, Jia Luo stood up as if nothing had happened.

I saw that there was a little dust on his body, and his face looked intact, maybe a little swollen.

Fu Jiang was the first to rush up, quickly touched Jia Luo's face, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's just a little swollen, and this face hasn't been damaged. Although it looks good with scars , but still the best as it was.”

Originally at this time, Jia Luo should avoid Fu Jiang and sneer a few times, but Fu Jiang waited for a long time but did not wait for Jia Luo's sneer.

Jia Luo looked at Fu Jiang silently: "..."

Tomie: "..."

"Could it be that my brain was really broken..." Fu Jiang muttered, a ball of anger burst into his heart, and he was about to turn around to ask the holy monk for an explanation.

"It's just that your brain has been broken." Jia Luo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly reached out and slapped Fu Jiang's hands that were rubbing his hands everywhere.

Then, he patted the dust off his body up and down, acting like a normal person, except for the occasional painful grin and gasping for cold air.

The Onmyoji girl was very surprised: "You are fine?"

She didn't really believe what the monk said about Fo Keyou, and from her point of view, the fist of the monk just now was terrifyingly powerful, even if it was her who faced this blow, there was absolutely no reason to dodge it.

And even if it was a rock, it was estimated that it could have been crossed just now, but he was fine.

The policewoman even looked like a monster. Sure enough, this guy is not an ordinary human being.

Chapter 330 Eighth Armored Martial Arts Master

"Forehead……"

Jia Luo had an expression of not knowing how to explain it.

The punch of the holy monk looked mighty, but it was soft in the middle. Although it sent him flying more than ten meters, it only hurt his cheeks to be red and swollen.

But although it didn't hurt his vitals, it gave him a strange feeling.

For example, just now, when Fu Jiang was the first to run over, Jia Luo looked at Fu Jiang and felt a burst of regret in his heart, always feeling that he was a little sorry for her.

No matter what kind of thoughts she has, but after all, where is her concern for herself, but I always let her eat those ordinary things, and I hinder her in every possible way when she wants to buy some nice clothes.

Jia Luo felt remorseful in his heart, and immediately told Fu Jiang all the money and bank card passwords from his pocket, so that she could buy whatever she wanted, buy whatever she wanted, and don't be cowardly!

However, he just thought about it, and he still felt sorry for Qian not doing this.

Jia Luo patted his chest.

The slightest power displayed by this Fu Keyou caused Jia Luo to be shocked again and again. The holy monk's Fo Keyou is really terrifying. Even a good person like him can't help but feel remorse in his heart. Isn't the villain's body instantly washed clean?

"Holy Monk, your boxing technique is really exquisite." Jia Luo immediately walked into the Holy Monk, his swollen face showed an excited look, and the whitening of fists was comparable to the whitening of mouth.

"Oh, Master Jia has clearly realized the heart of compassion in boxing!" The holy monk also said with some joy.

Compassion, what is that?

Jia Luo froze for a moment, he seemed to feel dizzy and didn't know much about the others, but it didn't matter if he thought about it again, as long as he continued to practice, he would know sooner or later.

The holy monk then arranged for Jialuo to learn boxing techniques: "Firstly, practice boxing three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and the benefactor hits the poor monk with a hundred punches, so that the poor monk can feel the compassionate heart of the benefactor's fist..."

Gallo: "..."

His expression was stunned immediately, and he looked at the rock-like muscles exposed by the holy monk with some stunned eyes, and then nodded to the holy monk, who smiled and did not say much.

Jia Luo didn't talk too much nonsense, so he mustered all his strength and punched directly.

Clang!

Jia Luo immediately yelled out, and then quickly retracted his fist. He grinned and gasped and looked at the fist, only to see that the top of the fist was red, and the whole fist was swollen and trembling uncontrollably. .

He couldn't help but tremble in his heart: "Hehe, what, can we change to study the Fa?"

One punch is a swollen hand, and one hundred punches is fatal.

If he didn't know what kind of person the holy monk is, Jia Luo would have thought that he had a blood feud with him!

"The art of boxing is profound, and there is no shortcut." The holy monk said in a serious tone. He thought that Master Jia wanted to be opportunistic, and he was unwilling to insist on exercising every day.

"Eh..." Jia Luo looked helpless.

Jia Luo was wronged. He was just worried that he would be killed by the holy monk's terrifying muscle rebound before he learned this whitewashing boxing technique.

In fact, it’s not shameful to say this. After all, you are facing a holy monk whose ground is harder than alloy. If you bring a chainsaw over it, sparks will shoot out, and it will break the saw chain instead.

Jia Luo suddenly thought of something, looked at the holy monk's naked upper body and asked curiously: "Fokeyou is wearing an armor, can it be used?"

He thought, this set of Fo Keyou must be naked to use the upper body!

That would be cheating, to be honest, it is too dangerous to fight those non-human beings hand to hand, even if this punching method can cleanse the other party, but maybe the other party will kill you with one punch before you start washing.

Without power armor on, he really didn't have the guts to fight those non-humans in close quarters.

The holy monk looked at Jia Luo strangely: "Fokke can save the world, of course it can be used while wearing armor. Although all the predecessors and sages are naked, this shows their determination to save the world."

For Jia Luo, it is enough to wear armor.

This guy's backbone is so little, if he really can step into the martial arts, it is probably a shameful way.

Before you fight, give yourself a wave.

Moreover, this guy is quite proud, and thinks that he can have the nickname of a master of armor in the future. How majestic it is to say it.

Thinking of this, Jia Luo gritted his teeth, thinking that this is bitterness first and then sweetness: "Okay, I'll learn... Isn't it just hitting the iron board with fists, it's like practicing iron palm... no, it's iron fist !"

By the way, he exchanged the few points he already had for a few buckets of parallel medicine for healing, and then drank the medicine as water after practicing boxing.

……

……

Although I decided to practice Fu Keyou, but I still have to wait until tomorrow to start practicing.

After lunch (a bento from a convenience store, because no one in the room could find anyone who could cook), around noon, he tried to call a female reporter again, but still no one answered. Telephone.

Although I don't think there will be any problems with the Ouhuang eldest sister, it's better to take a look just in case.

First of all, Jia Luo went to the female reporter's house to have a look. He noticed that the mansion of the female reporter's house stood safe and sound beside the street. There was no fire, no smoke, and no ruins. He nodded: "It seems that there should be no house What's the matter. The house is still fine, there should be no major problems."

"I found that the protagonist's requirements are really low, Khan!"

"The house didn't blow up, it's a trivial matter, this brain circuit is okay!"

……

Gallo shrugged, but didn't answer.

After confirming that there was no one in the house, Jia Luo decided to go to the school to have a look.

For a while, Jia Luo could only think of these two places to find someone.

After a while, Jia Luo arrived at the school. It was still lunch break time. The students each chose their favorite place to have lunch, and laughed and chatted with their friends.

Jia Luo first went to the teacher's office to look for it. There were several teachers sitting in it, but he didn't see the female reporter among them.

"Strange, aren't you here? I'm not in class now..." Jia Luo muttered to himself.

Jia Luo walked into the office, found a kind-hearted female teacher, and was about to ask where Teacher Shemingmaru was.

I saw Jia Luo showing what he thought was a perfect smile: "Teacher, I have something to think about..."

Female teacher: "..."

Jia Luo was stunned for a moment, and his smile froze.

Because the female teacher didn't reply, she picked up her lunch box and walked out of the office. Jia Luo looked around, and the remaining female teachers also quickly packed up their lunch boxes and ran out of the office.

That's right, he just ran, not caring about Jia Luo's feelings at all, as if he was afraid that something on his body would pollute the air, and ran away quickly.

"Ha ha……"

Jia Luo watched people go to the empty office with an embarrassed smile on his face.

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