Flower Stealing Master

Everyone saw that Kuma Chi was only forty years old, even if he could become a stunt every year, it would take 72 years from the birth of a mother. Each of these 72 stunts is extremely difficult and complicated. Could it be that he could practice several kinds in one year?

Only Song Qingshu understands the key points. Kumozhi is nothing more than a trick to inspire seventy-two stunts with small Wuxiang Gong. It has only its form and is not a god. However, Xiao Wuxiang Gong is powerful, and Kumozhi has a deep inner strength. , So the use of the power is no less than the original 72 stunts.

The Shaolin monks were not aware of this, so they thought in their hearts: "This person speaks loudly. Once this happens, is it mad?"

Xuan Sheng sneered secretly in his heart, still showing respectful expression on his face, and said: "The national teacher is known to be proficient in 72 stunts. The young monk would like to ask the national teacher about the mahazhi, prajna palm, and diamond boxing. "

For thousands of years, Shaolin has produced a Xuancheng who is proficient in thirteen stunts. He has no one before and after. He naturally does not believe what Kumazhi said. He thinks that the other party is nothing but bragging. As long as the real contest is carried out, he will definitely let the other party's rumors. Self-defeating.

Kumozhi smiled and said: "Don't dare, I would like to ask Master Xuansheng for advice." His figure was slightly sideways, his left palm was raised flat, and his right fist slammed out. The bronze cauldron burning incense in front of the main entrance of Shaolin Temple received a punch. , With a boring sound, he jumped up, which is exactly one move "Luo Zhong Dongying" in the Donkey Kong boxing technique. The fist did not reach the tripod but the bronze tripod made a sound. It was not too difficult. This punch was clearly forward, but the bronze tripod jumped upwards. It can be seen that the skill of the fist has actually won the secret of the "big diamond fist".

Kumazhi did not wait for the bronze cauldron to fall, and patted a palm with his left hand. The posture was exactly a gesture in the palm of Prajna's "fighting the outside world". The bronze cauldron turned half a circle in the air and slapped it. Something fell. It's just that a lot of incense ashes scattered in the cauldron, the smoke was filled, and it was not clear what it was for a while. At that time, the remaining power of "Luo Zhong Dongying" was exhausted, and the Tongding swiftly fell. Ku Mazhi stretched out his thumb and flicked forward. A fierce finger shot passed, and Tongding suddenly moved halfway to the left. ruler. Kumazhi swiped it three times, and the bronze cauldron moved a foot and a half away before landing.

Xuan Sheng's face suddenly became extremely pale, knowing that his three obscurities seemed ordinary and unremarkable, and the skills contained in them had actually reached the state of transcendence and sanctification. It was Maha's authentic trick called "three hells." That means the pains of working hard when practicing these three strokes, each stroke is like entering **** once.

The incense ash gradually scattered, revealing the ground

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) When the monks saw something with a large palm, they all screamed. The thing was a brass palm with five fingers, and the palm rim was shining, brilliant as gold, and the back of the palm. But it was grayish green.

Kumozhi's robe flicked his sleeves and smiled: "This'cassette vows demon skill' is not well practiced, so please ask the abbot for guidance." After a word, the copper tripod seven feet away in front of him was like this. It was alive, and suddenly it turned a few times. After the turn, the inward side turned outward, but seeing the shape of a palm removed from the center of the tripod body, the cut was also yellow. Only then did the lower-ranking group of monks understand that when Kuma Zhishi used Prajna’s palm to "fight against the outside world", his palm was as powerful as a sword and a sharp blade, and he cut off a palm-like piece on the tripod.

Song Qingshu's heart moved when he saw it, "I almost forgot that Kumozhi can also hold the palm of his hand. Could it be that he was responsible for the accidents of several uncles?"

He quickly denied this speculation. After all, the relationship between the two is unusual now, Kumachi has no motive to do so, and his reaction to this matter before is not like pretending.

However, being reminded by Kumazhi in this way, Song Qingshu's mind suddenly flashed: There is another person who may be prajna palm. According to his usual urinary sex, it is really possible to do such a thing...

Seeing his three shots, Xuan Sheng was far better than himself, and for a moment he was heartbroken: "I'm afraid this **** monk is right. My Shaolin school's 72 stunts are indeed passed down from Tianzhu. He was from the same place. Learned the secrets, so much better than my middle-earth." Immediately bowed and said: "The magical skills of the national teacher have opened the eyes of the young monk, admire and admire!"

Kumazhi’s last "cassock surviving magic", the abbot Xuanci spent a lot of time in this martial arts in his life, so that he misunderstood the study of Zen, and sometimes really regretted it, and felt that for the sake of purity, poor years The months of training are really meaningless. But thinking that my sleeve skill is enough to reach the world, I feel self-comfortable. At this moment, when I see Kumachi brushing his sleeves at will, he is relaxed and comfortable, and he talks and laughs, his robe sleeves have moved, and he is not afraid of venting his true energy by vocalizing, even more. It's not my own ability, I can't help but have mixed feelings.

Suddenly, the entire venue was silent, and everyone was deterred by Kumachi's peerless magic.

After a long time, Xuan Ci sighed and said, "Lao Na only knows that there are heavens and there are human beings today. Lao Na has been studying hard for decades. In the eyes of Chinese teachers, it is hard to raise flood dragons in the shallow waters of Shaolin Temple. It’s not enough to keep good guests, please feel free to let the national teacher!

Hearing what the abbot said, Shaolin

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The monks in the monastery were all downcast, and they all understood that the abbot was forced to say these things because he believed that the Shaolin School's martial arts skills were inferior to others. The Shaolin School has been famous all over the world for hundreds of years, and is the best in the Central Plains martial arts. As a result, not only Shaolin Temple was completely defeated, but also the Chinese Warriors were greatly embarrassed before the Fans. Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but frowned.

"Abbot wait a minute!" Xuan Cheng kept watching with cold eyes. He had always kept his hands to deal with Zhang Sanfeng, and didn't want to come out so early. But seeing Xuan Ci was softened, he couldn't sit still anymore. He stood out and said to Ku Mozhi. , "A poor monk can be considered a gifted gift if he asks himself. As a result, he has practiced hard for decades, only to know a little bit about the thirteen stunts. You actually claim to be proficient in 72 stunts. The poor monk absolutely doesn’t believe it, please Your enlightenment."

Hearing his words, Kumozhi also looked serious: "It turns out that your Excellency is the first master Xuancheng who is known as Shaolin in two hundred years." He originally planned to take the opportunity to insult Shaolin, but Xuancheng suddenly stood up. Although Kumozhi was arrogant, he was not stupid. Facing this hidden master of Shaolin, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Xuan Cheng snorted: "In front of your excellency who claims to be proficient in seventy-two stunts, the poor monk dared not be it."

"The verbal debate will increase your troubles, please, please." Kumo Zhiben used force to frighten the entire Shaolin Temple and became famous in the world. After his previous foreshadowing, now as long as he defeats Xuancheng, everything he said will be no one in the whole world. I suspect that Shaolin Temple has shaken its foundation since then.

Xuan Cheng didn't do anything, instead he stood with his hand holding his hand: "The King of Ming is a guest from afar, the King of Ming please first!"

Seeing the other party's support, Kumazhi could not help but sneered: "In that case, the little monk is not polite." As soon as the voice fell, Kumazhi's figure drifted, and at the same time, he used the universe in his sleeve to point to the other party.

Xuan Cheng frowned. As a Shaolin monk, he naturally knew the exquisiteness of these two tricks. He leaned a step to the side and dodge the two ultimate tricks. Who knew that Kumo's intelligence and eyesight were even higher. , Anticipating the location of his dodge, the Donkey Kong punch came out early, hitting his shoulder with a bang, and he staggered back two steps.

Kumazhi laughed and said, "Although your name is big, it is nothing more than that." It is expected that this palm has broken his shoulder bone into fragments. He respects his identity, and then takes advantage of his victory. With a leisurely and contented air——

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