I am the only one in the world who knows the plot of reincarnation

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Qin Moyu stood on the stage of the martial arts conference. At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on him, but before Qin Moyu could speak, suddenly, a loud shout rang out.

Immediately, a figure flew up from the sky and landed on the stage.

Judging from the appearance of this man, who is about forty years old, he is dressed as a monk, but he is not a mainstream Zen monk in the Central Plains, but a Tantric monk from the Western Regions.

"Master Murong..."

After landing on the stage, Jiumozhi saw that all the heroes in the world were here and was very satisfied. However, he turned around with a polite attitude and said: "Can you wait for a while? The poor monk came all the way from Tubo. I am a disciple of Buddhism, so I want to learn from the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple!"

"Sure enough, it appeared! Young Master was right!" Seeing Jiumozhi appear, Feng BoEi below said.

"Abbot Xuanci, what do you mean?" Qin Moyu did not answer Jiumozhi's words, but turned his head and looked at Xuanci.

After all, Jiumozhi came to Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, National Master, today is our Central Plains Martial Arts Conference. The purpose is not to be competitive. If the National Master has any advice, what about after the conference is over?" Abbot Xuanci pondered for a moment, then turned around and replied.

Dare to openly challenge the Shaolin Temple in this martial arts conference, Abbot Xuanci understands that there is a high probability that the other party is confident!

In this public, if the Shaolin Temple loses, it will be a big loss, so even if you want to take action, you should wait until there is no one to do it, right?

As for Shaolin winning? Shaolin Temple has been famous for hundreds of years, and even defeating a foreign monk who jumped out of nowhere will not make the name even more famous!

Abbot Xuanci was naturally unwilling to accept this competition.

"The poor monk is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin! Today, I want to come and compete with the eminent Shaolin monks. I also want to see if the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, which are famous all over the world, are authentic!"

Hearing what Abbot Xuanci said, he came here with the purpose of becoming famous in public, so Jiumozhi naturally refused and immediately threw away the name of the Seventy-Two Special Skills.

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar at the Heroes Conference. This monk actually said that he possesses the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin? Is it true or false?

The heroes were in an uproar, and the monks in Shaolin Temple naturally looked at each other even more!

At this point, if Shaolin is cowardly, it will be embarrassing!

Immediately, the leader of Bodhidharma Academy jumped out and said: "I am a poor monk who is not talented, but he has been studying flower fingering for many years. I would like to ask for advice!"

Seeing that Shaolin Temple accepted the move, Jiumozhi raised his hand, and a dead leaf fell on his fingers, with a smile on his face, just like the Buddha smiling while holding flowers.

At the same time, Shaolin monks also used their flower fingers to fight against each other.

In front of all the heroes in the world, the Shaolin monk and Jiumo fought together. Needless to say, the outcome was inevitable, but they were defeated in a matter of seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Luohan Hall jumped up and struck with Prajna Palm.

Jiumozhi won the first battle and his morale was like a rainbow. He also used Prajna Palm to fight back and completely suppressed the masters of Shaolin Temple with his force.

In the end, Abbot Xuanci came to the end in person and used his cassock to subdue demons to fight against the enemy, but he was still no match for Jiumozhi and was knocked to the ground.

Become famous in one battle!

Having single-handedly overthrown the entire Shaolin Temple, Jiumozhi can indeed be said to have become famous in one battle!

Such strength made all the heroes in the world an uproar.

Seeing that Shaolin was being humiliated and practicing martial arts with Master Xuan Ku at a young age, Qiao Feng still thought of kindness and wanted to go up.

"Brother Qiao, although this martial arts conference was convened by the Beggar Clan, it was my intention. Let me handle it!" Qin Moyu said while pressing Qiao Feng's shoulders.

After looking at Qin Moyu, Qiao Feng nodded.

"National Master, are you a bit harsh?" Qin Moyu said to Jiumozhi after getting on the stage.

"Hmph, Murong Fu, what qualifications do you have to come up here? You are just a defeated subordinate of a poor monk!" Just when he was feeling satisfied after having brought down the entire Shaolin Temple, when he saw Qin Moyu walking on the stage, Jiumozhi said something rude. said.

He immediately looked around at everyone present and said: "In the Central Plains there are the so-called Northern Qiao Peak and Southern Murong. Southern Murong is just a defeated general of the poor monk. Where is Qiao Feng? If you have the guts, come up and fight the poor monk. burden!"

It's not enough. Simply provoking the Shaolin Temple is not Jiumozhi's pursuit. Only when he defeats Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong in one fell swoop can he become truly famous!

"Thinking of the friendship between the Imperial Master and my father, I just kept my hand, but I never thought that the Imperial Master would be even more arrogant. Today, I will be rude to you!" Qin Moyu said.

"Oh? You actually know about the friendship between the poor monk and Mr. Murong Bo? Forget it, today the poor monk will evaluate your martial arts for the old man!"

Although he felt that Murong Fu was being harsh, in front of all the heroes in the world, being able to defeat Murong Fu again would be beneficial and harmless to him. Therefore, Jiumozhi nodded and said.

"Master, this..." Bao BuTong and Feng BoE were in the audience. Seeing that Murong Fu was going to fight Jiumozhi again, they had a look of eagerness and anxiety on their faces.

They knew that the young master was no match for this monk before.

On the other hand, Abbot Xuanci and Qiao Feng were not too worried. They were still very confident in Qin Moyu's martial arts.

"Are you taking action? Master Murong should be able to defeat Jiumozhi, right? After all, he can overwhelm Qiao Feng in the Apricot Forest. The combat power of Nan Murong on the forum is far underestimated!" Samsara Master Nanji Lie watched. Qin Moyu was secretly looking forward to taking action.

"In the forum, Murong Fu's force value was judged to be around 300 points, while Jiumozhi's was around 350. Logically speaking, Murong Fu is not Jiumozhi's opponent! But Nan Jilie said, can Murong Fu defeat Qiao Feng? Let’s take this opportunity to see just how powerful his martial arts is!”

Compared to Nanji Lie, the other reincarnations around him were dubious about Qin Moyu's strength.

"Fu'er has a good idea. He convened a martial arts conference and called on the heroes of the world to deal with Xixia and start a war. Only then can he have a chance to restore the country. However, how is his martial arts training now? If he cannot defeat Jiumozhi, his prestige will be damaged!" It was Murong Fu who proposed the convening of this martial arts conference. Naturally, Murong Bo was also paying close attention to it secretly, and even investigated the causes and consequences clearly.

Not to mention what the people around me think about this competition!

Under the gaze of everyone, seeing that Jiumozhi had no intention of taking action, Qin Moyu became rude. He raised his hand, and the long sword in Bao Bubu's hand was automatically unsheathed and fell into Qin Moyu's palm.

Capture the dragon and control the crane! ?

Qin Moyu's move moved countless masters.

At the same time, Qin Moyu moved and rushed directly towards Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi raised his hand, and a scorching sword force appeared at the edge of his palm, slashing directly towards Qin Moyu!

The overwhelming potential gives people an unrivaled feeling.

The electronic eye scanned and he turned around to avoid the blow. Qin Moyu jumped directly in front of Jiumozhi!

Mental beating!

Just when Jiumozhi raised his hand, he saw the opportunity. Qin Moyu's telekinesis turned into a long whip and slapped Jiumozhi hard on the head!

Although the whipping with his current spirit is not enough to make people unconscious.

However, under the attack of mental whipping, it was still possible to make Jiumo lose his mind for a moment.

Sure enough, Jiumozhi was stunned by the mental whip attack.

Although it is only a moment, this moment is enough.

When Jiumozhi came to his senses, there was a chill in his throat, and the sword in Qin Moyu's hand was pressed against his throat...

Instant kill!