Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

As long as the burst of power is enough, exceeding the upper limit that these stick monks can bear, the formation can be broken.

Of course, under normal attack, it is not so easy to break the Arhat stick formation.

Even the level of the Ten Lords can't break it all at once.

Of course, the old Taoist priest is an exception.

However, there are several key nodes in the Arhat stick formation.

As long as you attack those nodes, it is like kicking the good leg of a cripple.

It is absolutely twice the result with half the effort.

It happened that after three and a half years of fighting wits and courage, Qin Shiyue has already understood those nodes and changes.

So in just a few seconds, Qin Shiyue knocked down all the stick monks.

The eighteen stick monks vomited blood and looked at Qin Shiyue with horror, their eyes full of unbelievable horror.

"Impossible! Impossible!!!"

The leading stick monk glared at Qin Shiyue, his eyes cracked, and blood flowed down his eyes.

This shows how much impact the Arhat stick formation had on them because it was vulnerable to Qin Shiyue.

These stick monks were trained for the Arhat stick formation since they were young, and it can even be said that the Arhat stick formation has almost become their belief. Now their belief has been easily shattered.

It would be strange if they didn't collapse.

"What's impossible? The Arhat stick formation is not a rare thing. You should stand at attention when you are beaten, don't you know? Next time, if you have a chance, don't use the Arhat stick formation of eighteen people, but triple or quadruple it. Then maybe I can still find it difficult."

Puff!

When the leading stick monk heard what Qin Shiyue said, he was so angry that he spit out a large mouthful of blood again. His eyes went black and he almost fainted. He bit his back teeth tightly and barely kept himself awake.

His eyes were full of humiliation when he looked at Qin Shiyue.

Qin Shiyue felt helpless when he saw the stick monk's cannibalistic behavior.

No way? No way? This guy doesn't think I'm humiliating him, does he? God knows, he's really not afraid of the Arhat stick formation of the thirty-six stick monks!

He was telling the truth.

Qin Shiyue shrugged helplessly when he saw this. The eighteen stick monks were nothing to be afraid of. They were considered strong to be able to stand up, let alone form a formation in a short period of time.

But there are always accidents, and Qin Shiyue doesn't want such an accident to happen to him.

Qin Shiyue appeared in front of the leading stick monk in a flash, with one hand forming a claw, attacking the stick monk's limbs at a very fast speed.

Crack! Crack!

"Ah!!! How dare you! How dare you!!! Don't!!!"

The sound of bones and muscles being separated sounded, accompanied by the screams of the stick monks.

The screams were so shrill that they could definitely make people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Normally, these stick monks have undergone rigorous training, and Qin Shiyue's dragon claw hand alone would not make them so painful.

The key is that while Qin Shiyue was removing his joints, he also destroyed several of his key meridians with Qi.

If these meridians were abolished, they would become useless.

The Qi in the Dantian could no longer circulate, and as time went by, the Qi would gradually dissipate in the body.

Such an end is similar to the injury of Master Jiekong, except that Master Jiekong severed his own meridians.

Anyway, Qin Shiyue had no way to recover Master Jiekong's injury, even if the rejuvenation technique had reached perfection after the last mastery bonus, there was no way at all.

He had no way, and I believe that the bald donkeys in Shaolin had no way to restore their meridians.

Otherwise, Master Jiekong would not have been useless until now, and there would be no possibility of recovery.

Back then, Master Jiekong's voice in Shaolin was higher than that of the abbot of Laozi.

Most people stand on the side of Master Jiekong. Those who helped to cripple Master Jiekong will not be able to stop him from recovering easily.

So Qin Shiyue can be sure that there is no way to repair it in Shaolin!

Even if there is, the price to pay will be extremely exaggerated, at least it will not be used on these stick monks.

[Ding! Host's violation of precepts detected]

[Violation of anger precepts]

[Reward: Vajra Indestructible Divine Art Proficiency +1]

......

Hearing the system's prompt sound, Qin Shiyue's eyes lit up slightly. Wow! Proficiency is directly added to Vajra Indestructible Divine Art!

Since the Golden Bell Cover broke through to the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, it is extremely difficult to improve further.

If it is not an exaggeration, the gold content of one point of Vajra Indestructible Divine Art proficiency is definitely higher than the gold content of seven or eight points of Golden Bell Cover proficiency.

Sure enough, the judgment of breaking precepts for crippling people's cultivation is very high!I can come more often in the future.

Qin Shiyue looked at the horrified eyes of the remaining seventeen stick monks and sighed in his heart.

The conditions do not allow it. If the conditions allow, take them away directly, cripple one a day, plus the three chiefs.

Good guy, I feel a little excited just thinking about it. It is so easy to break the precepts.

The eighteen stick monks who said to themselves that they were tough-minded were completely broken after seeing Qin Shiyue's wolf-like eyes.

They never thought that one day their cultivation would be crippled by others.

But the living example of the stick monk leader was right in front of them!

Qin Shiyue's cruelty was beyond their imagination.

According to the information, this guy was at most a thief, a drunkard, and a sly, how could he be so cruel!

"No! Don't destroy us!"

"Let's go now! Let's go now!"

"Please let us go, please let us go."

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

......

Eleven or twelve stick monks were so scared that they begged for mercy on the spot, but a few stick monks did not choose to beg for mercy, but staggered to their feet, enduring the burning sensation in their internal organs. They chose to flee in all directions.

"Tsk tsk, you want to run away after doing something, how can it be so easy? You have to admit your mistakes and stand at attention when you are beaten. What did your master teach you?"

Qin Shiyue looked at the backs of the stick monks, his face full of irony.

The next second, Qin Shiyue's figure flashed, and he performed the "One Reed Crossing the River" to the fullest.

In the blink of an eye, he knocked down three stick monks, making them end up like their boss.

As good brothers from childhood to adulthood, they naturally have to share happiness and difficulties together!

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout resounded through the forest.

The three heads of the Prajna Hall, Arhat Hall, and Dharma Hall stood in a triangular shape, surrounded by light.

Those lights seemed to be lines, tightly binding the three of them together.

Seeing this posture, even a fool would know what secret method the three of them used.

It was probably some kind of formation.

After all, Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and there is really no shortage of formations.