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Garp! Garp!”

Sengoku shook the sleeping Garp.

broken~

The sound of snot bubble bursting sounded, Garp woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes.

"Battle, Sengoku?"

Garp was a little surprised.

According to the past, Sengoku must have yelled at him cursingly and was furious.

However, this time, Sengoku felt a little different to him, like a kind old man with an affinity.

Garp sat up, moved aside, and rubbed his eyes again.

"It's really you? The old man won't be dazzled, right?"

Sengoku looked at the warships moored at the mouth of the gorge and smiled slightly:

"It's time for us to go back. The sailors on the warship must be tired of waiting."

"Um...you're wrong."

Garp circled around Sengoku, shook his head and said:

"It's true that something is wrong with you. Could it be that Mr. Carl gave you the wrong exercises? Why don't you feel like a man!"

"Garp!"

Sengoku clenched his fists, and there was a hint of anger in his heart.

"Hahaha, that's right, this is the Sengoku I know!"

Garp laughed, and the familiar feeling returned.

Sengoku noticed something was wrong, and the scriptures in the Dawei Tianlong Sutra consciously appeared in his mind, and then he folded his hands together and said silently:

"Amitabha, the Prana Heart Sutra, Prana Pratunam."

Self-cultivation, nourishing the mind, and calming the mind, Sengoku has deeply imprinted these six words in his heart.

"Ah? Mr. Carl gave you a monk's scripture, hahaha..."

Garp couldn't help laughing at the thought of those monks who were not chanting in temples, and even followed suit.

"Mummy Mummy coax, donor, are you here to make a wish?~"

"Garp!~"

Sengoku's anger that had just subsided came up again, grabbed Garp's clothes and said:

"You can insult me, but you can't insult the supreme scripture that Mr. Carl gave me, or don't blame me for slapping you to death!"

"Okay, okay, hahaha..."

Garp glanced sideways, tears almost bursting out of his eyes.

"Forget it, let's go back to the boat first."

Sengoku took a deep breath, there was really nothing he could do with Garp, and the mood he had finally achieved just now was destroyed by Garp.

Pulling the boat over, Sengoku and Garp jumped on it and floated in the direction of the warship.

Sengoku stood on the boat, looking up at the moon in the sky, recalling the profound meanings recorded in the scriptures.

"Powerful martial arts and boxing, profound scriptures and Buddhist teachings, maybe the ambition in my heart can really come true!"

In the bookstore, Carl looked at the integration of Sengoku and Dawei Tianlongjing: 85%.

It took so long for the world result to merge so much, and it's slow to merge.

But there is no way, the Buddhist scriptures are obscure and difficult to understand and cannot be understood by ordinary people.

He re-pointed the free range of 5 billion baileys, and now his invincible field has been extended to a range of 2200 meters.

With all these things sorted, Carl yawned and drowsiness struck.

As for Hawkeye outside the house, since he doesn't want to go, just let him go, anyway, there is a way to relieve boredom.

On the warship heading towards New World, Naval Headquarters.

Garp was just like a fly, chatting non-stop around Sengoku, he asked curiously:

"Mr. Carl didn't really just give you the scriptures for chanting, without inheriting boxing techniques or something?"

Sengoku secretly regretted that he should not have woken up Garp and returned to the headquarters by himself.

However, Garp's words reminded him that justice cannot be influenced by words, and power is also a kind of justice.

The power of Dawei Tianlongjing is not only in self-cultivation, but also in a huge martial arts system.

Among them, there is also the method of cultivation, which pays attention to practicing Qi and concentrating, so as to mobilize the surrounding natural energy and elevate the strength to a higher level.

There is a set of the most basic boxing methods in the Dawei Tianlong Sutra, called Luohan Boxing, which is the basis of Buddhism.

It is easy to get started, and it is the kind that is easy to learn and difficult to master.

However, due to the magical function of the bookstore, Sengoku has already passed down Luohan Quan to a profound level while accepting the scriptures.

There is an instinct in the body.

Sengoku took a deep breath.

Immediately in my mind, various postures of the Eighteen Arhats appeared, sitting or lying down, or riding an elephant, subduing a dragon, subduing a tiger, and various postures.

Sengoku felt like he had become these Arhats.

You can feel the subtlety in the gesture.

So take a step and throw a fist.

At first, his movements were a little stiff.

Even though the body has an instinct, it has not been proficient through practice, so it is a bit jerky.

But soon, he mastered the trick.

The movements are connected, and they are becoming more and more proficient, and gradually become smooth and smooth.

Separating, pressing, rushing, dodging, tapping, lifting, pressing, hooking, copying, throwing, every move and gesture is as precise as a textbook, impeccable.

The leg technique also moves, jumping, rolling, sweeping, and bouncing.

Up and down follow each other, the steps change with the hand, and the body is like a rudder pendulum, flexible and changeable, with a combination of rigidity and softness.

The most basic Arhat Fist, in his hands, actually had a somewhat miraculous feeling.

The boxing is strict and the atmosphere is magnificent.

"Awesome, looks much more rigorous than Marine Six Styles."

Garp watched with relish, his Marine Six Styles practice achievement, in the entire Marine, he was ranked first, no one can be ranked second.

Garp is all too familiar with Marine Six Styles.

Marine Six Styles combines strength, speed, defense, offense and defense, and Sengoku's boxing style, seemingly simple, is flexible and changeable.

Hard and soft, almost flawless.

In contrast, Sengoku's Arhat is more practical in actual combat, which is perfect.

Sengoku's boxing has also attracted the attention of the Shanghai soldiers of the warship, and there is no fatigue.

"What kind of boxing did Marshal Sengoku practice, how come you have never seen it before?"

"Looks a lot better than Marine Six Styles, if only we could do it too."

"What do you think, the boxing that the marshal practiced can be practiced by us? Let's go ahead and practice the Six Forms first."

On the deck, Sengoku practiced more and more skillfully, and the more he practiced, the more he could do whatever he wanted. He felt that he was about to reach the state of great perfection in the scriptures.

And at this moment.

Sengoku has performed Luohan Quan completely.

The whole body's qi and blood were all mobilized at this time.

Make him feel very happy.

The action didn't stop.

Continue to shake your fists.

At this time, he finally felt it.

"The Great Perfection Realm."

Previously, while waving his fists, he was also practicing Qi and concentrating. According to the cultivation methods in the scriptures, he refined and concentrated the Qi contained in his body.

The invisible natural energy around is also slowly gathering towards the body.

At this time, faint blood-colored rays of light appeared on the surface of the muscles, as if a blood-colored gauze was plated on him.

Following his movements, the phantoms of the eighteen Arhats also moved like the projections of the Dharma.

The left hand captures the dragon, the right hand fends the tiger.

Step on the statue, and the majestic breath is coming towards you.

At this time, he seemed to be like the incarnation of the Eighteen Arhats descending into the world.

Every move, every punch, every kick, has an indescribable majesty.