Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 139 Tough Shaolin monks, Vajra Sect lost skills
The eyesight of these Shaolin monks was very tricky, and they could tell Qin Jian's tricks at a glance.

Besides, Qin Jian is really conspicuous in terms of appearance alone.

Not to mention the burly figure like a hill, the muscles are still raised high, and the large amount of skin on the body shows a touch of metallic color.

Qin Jian's own clothes are also relatively casual, with large areas of muscle exposed.

But anyone with a bit of knowledge and experience in martial arts can basically guess at a glance that Qin Jian is practicing external skills, and his strength is not low.

Of course, Qin Jian was able to quickly improve his strength in just a few months. On the one hand, he practiced the right way, and he himself has the talent to practice external skills, similar to Vajra Kung Fu and Golden Bell Mask. , so the entry speed is faster.

On the other hand, Yang Ming also provided him with a lot of logistical support.

Yang Ming often searched for all kinds of precious materials in a mess, and the several chaotic battles all made him secretly rich.

When he was in Qingzhou, Yang Ming had already used a lot of ingredients and herbs to replenish Qin Jian's blood and temper his body.

Coupled with the uniquely refined Medicine King Cave elixir, Qian Chi Dan can be eaten without money.

Qin Jian's entry speed is even faster, which cannot be judged by common sense.

What's more, the golden bell jar that Qin Jian practiced is different from the golden bell jars of other ways.

After being improved by Jue Wushen's extraordinary talents, the method already has a quick attribute, and the speed of improvement is not 01:30.

With the superposition of various factors, Qin Jian's strength has been greatly improved.

During the period when Yang Ming came out of Qingzhou, Qin Jian himself experienced many battles, large and small, which enriched him a lot in the use of the golden bell cover and on-the-spot combat experience.

From this perspective, Qin Jian's strength is definitely not weak.

Although Qin Jian's Golden Bell Mask has been improved, it has the same origin as Shaolin Golden Bell Mask horizontal kung fu, so Shaolin monks are more sensitive.

Yang Ming asked to come here on his own initiative, and it was also for them.

It happened to be this opportunity for Qin Jian to have a look at the cultivation path of the Shaolin Golden Bell Shade, and also to accumulate some experience.

"Are you also practicing the Golden Bell Mask?"

The leading monk looked at Qin Jian and asked directly.

"Xu Bing, this is a distinguished guest of this temple, please don't be rude."

Beside, Master Xuannan scolded.

"Lady Yang, please forgive me, the monks in this temple are straightforward and not polite."

Xuannan explained to Yang Ming.

The one named Xu Bing curled his lips, but he didn't look very respectful.

This is also normal, or in other words, it is the effect Shaolin intends to achieve.

After all, being courteous, welcoming and seeing off, and being proficient in human relations and worldly skills, this is what monks who are in charge of miscellaneous and secular affairs should do.

For their monks, what they want is an energy that is not afraid of anything, seven dissatisfied and eight unsatisfied.

Courtesy doesn't matter.

"Dare to ask this brother, can you compete with us? Let's discuss and exchange ideas, and we will stop."

That Xu Bing's tone was still blunt, but a little more polite.

He looked straight at Qin Jian and said.

The monks beside him also nodded in agreement.

These monks are all martial idiots, obsessed with this way.

Now that I see Qin Jian, of course I won't let him go easily.

What's more, the kung fu practiced by Qin Jian seems to be unique.

XuanNan looked at Yang Ming inquiringly.

"Lady Yang, what do you mean? Of course, if it is inconvenient for your family, we also understand that the disciples of this temple have offended you first."

Yang Ming turned back to ask Qin Jian for his opinion.

Qin Jian couldn't bear it long ago, and immediately nodded, expressing his willingness.

The Shaolin monks are temperamental, and Qin Jian is not a vegetarian.

The moment they first met, Qin Jian couldn't resist the urge to do something, his palms were itchy.

Yang Ming nodded in agreement.

The two sides immediately fought with high spirits. Of course, they still had to make it clear on the surface, repeatedly emphasizing that it was just for the sake of fighting and learning, and neither side could make a deadly move.

What's more, Master Xuannan, a strong man in the concentration state, is watching from the side, so there won't be any problems. If the limelight is not right, he can stop it at any time.

After the agreement was made, Qin Jian couldn't wait to jump directly into the open space of the martial arts arena.

The real air in the body circulated, and the muscles on the body immediately became more bulging.

At the same time, a layer of luster shrouded it.

And what happened here attracted the attention of all monks.

Everyone looked here to varying degrees.

Hui Yong, who was in charge of supervising the monks, also ran over in a hurry, watching the situation nervously.

Qin Jian's cultivation level is not high, and he is in the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm now.

For the sake of fairness, of course, Shaolin's higher-level martial artists can't make a move, and they can only find the same level.

It was Xu Bing who just challenged him.

Without further ado, he threw off his arms, and also stimulated his true energy, and a layer of golden luster with Buddha's rhyme appeared.

Both of them are close to two meters tall. From now on, it looks like two hills facing each other, full of visual impact.

The most nervous person present was probably Hui Yong.

He is in charge of supervising the progress of the monk's cultivation. The more it is like this, the more he must not lose the chain.

If he is defeated, Shaolin loses face, and Huiyong has to be more or less responsible, which is equivalent to failing the performance assessment.

"Come!"

"Come on!"

Xu Bing and Qin Jian are not the ones who like to talk too much, before their voices hit the ground, they collided directly.

boom!
There was a crisp collision sound, as if two giant pieces of steel collided, making a metallic roar.

The monk who was close hastily stepped back a few steps and covered his ears.

Looking at the field again, Xu Bing and Qin Jian stood up head-on.

The two huge muscular sticks did not dodge at all, they were roundabout, and they were all tough.

There are no tricks, just a collision of forces.

Xu Bing's fist was astonishing, he punched one after another, and even brought out phantoms.

In front of each punch, a faint golden halo appeared, as if he was wearing a boxing glove.

Yang Ming could see that when Xu Bing's fist was going, he crouched with the tiger fist.

And Qin Jian, who is on the other side, did not dare to show weakness. The golden bell cover he practiced comes with a boxing method adapted by Jue Wushen. Although it is simple, it is rough and practical. There are only twelve ways before and after.

Qin Jian was able to receive every punch of Xu Bing, and he received it head-on.

The two punched each other directly.

The sound of impact is endless, and at the same time, every punch hit will have a violent reaction force.

Everyone could see that the light around the two of them trembled and trembled with the impact, but they never collapsed.

This punch, this strength, it is estimated that if the protective golden bell cover collapses, he will be crushed to death by the opponent's punch, right?

people thought.

While the body was under the reaction force, the two of them did not retreat an inch, and neither of them wanted to weaken this momentum.

As a result, the already compacted ground under their feet shattered inch by inch, followed by the surrounding soil popping up, and the soles of the two of them trampled out deep pits.

Next, as the two of them fought against each other, the counter-shock became stronger and stronger, and the frequency became more and more rapid.

The deep pit under their feet became more and more obvious, almost burying the soles of both of their feet in it.

It shows how amazing the strength of these two people is.

It was said before that it was point-and-shoot, and it didn't hurt the peace, but when it came to fighting, everyone wanted to overwhelm the other as much as possible, how could it be so easy to give in?
The power of the shot is also getting bigger and bigger.

The surrounding monks involuntarily stepped back a few steps, as if they were afraid that the aftermath of the fight between the two would affect them.

And they covered their ears, looked at each other, and exchanged eyes, all of them were deeply shocked.

Xu Bing's strength is not ordinary, it can be said that among their group of monks, he is the strongest in the same realm, and also the most talented.

Xu Bing is only less than 30 years old, he already has this level of strength, and he is a little late to start.

Everyone is optimistic that after two years of selection, Xu Bing entered the Bodhidharma Academy and became the thirteen personal monks in the inner courtyard.

However, I didn't expect that this burly guy who came out of nowhere would be able to fight Xu Bing inextricably?
This is extremely shocking news.

Everyone observed Qin Jian more.

And the master Xuannan next to him was also full of splendor in his eyes.

Of course, Master Xuannan does not have the mentality of eating melons like the monks below. His focus is different, mainly on Qin Jian's martial arts.

In Master Xuannan's eyes, there is still a lot of truth, of course it can be seen immediately that the Golden Bell Shade cultivated by Qin Jian is also from the same source as Shaolin, or in other words, the original version should be passed down from Shaolin.

It is somewhat similar to the Golden Bell Shade of the Vajra Gate.

But this practice has obviously been improved and embarked on a completely different path.

Although the pure taste is a little weaker, but if you talk about the power of the exercises, the upper limit in the future, or the quality of the cultivation, it is even more powerful than their Shaolin original golden bell jar!
Those who can improve this golden bell cover are definitely geniuses!
Master Xuannan was determined in his heart, and amazement kept appearing in his eyes.

At the same time, Master Xuannan couldn't help but feel hot.

If you get this exercise, it will definitely make Shaolin's foreign martial arts to a higher level!

Just thinking about it, if it was someone else, Xuannan might really have to use some means, but the one next to him was Yang Ming.

Xuannan couldn't help guessing, where did Yang Ming get this exercise, could it be the masterpiece of Yang Ming's ancestors?
The easiest thing Xuannan can think of is this possibility.

After all, the generations of Patriarchs of the Yang family in Qingzhou are not low in intelligence, but I have never heard that they are also good at external skills.

In the arena, Qin Jian and Xu Bing were still fighting fiercely.

The zhenqi shields around the two of them had already shone brilliantly, and they were obviously motivated to the extreme. Even in front of such an opponent, they both broke through their upper limit and performed supernormally.

Xu Bing's golden bell cover exudes a golden light, which is obviously a Buddhist rhyme.

And Qin Jian's golden yellow is slightly weaker, but with some silvery white texture added, it looks more metallic and solid.

The two are inseparable, and the fist fight is even more applauding.

Xu Bing has adopted Fuhu Fist, Dahong Fist, Bodhidharma Thirteen Fist and many other boxing styles in a series, almost reaching his limit.

But no matter how he played, Qin Jian used a set of thirteen strokes over and over again.

However, Qin Jian's boxing technique is extremely inclusive, no matter how the opponent changes his attack method, Qin Jian can always dismantle it.

But when he hit the rising point, Qin Jian's changing boxing techniques as he wished could extend a large number of different moves, which forced Xu Bing to be a little embarrassed.

Seeing the contents of this boxing technique, Xuannan was even more astonished.

It's not just some expert who actually created such a powerful and simple boxing technique.

Xuannan was a little greedy again.

"go!"

Stop drinking!
Finally, Xu Bing and Qin Jian's aura climbed to the extreme, and the strength of the two of them was almost exhausted. The more it is like this, the more likely it is to draw the winner within a hair's breadth.

Qin Jian roared, letting his aura overwhelm the other party directly.

Punch out!
Xu Bing was startled, and realized that he was half a beat behind, but it was completely impossible to regain the initiative.

In desperation, he reluctantly accepted Qin Jian's attack.

However, with Qin Jian's punch, there were seven or eight different moves, attacking from different tricky angles.

Xu Bing was helpless, he was involved with too much energy, so the strength of his retaliation was naturally weak.

In an instant, the outcome of the two was divided.

The golden bell cover of Xu Bing's entire body shattered instantly.

At first it was just a crack, but from this crack, a burst of energy burst out, shattering everything around.

At the same time, Xu Bing sensed a powerful punch hitting his face.

Xu Bing subconsciously closed his eyes, already planning to rely on his physical strength to resist.

But in the next second, the wind whistled in Xu Bing's ears.

A weightless feeling of flying through the clouds and fog.

When Xu Bing opened his eyes again, he heard Master Xuannan's voice.

"Amitabha, I thank the benefactor Qin even though he withdrew his strength and was merciful, this old man would be unnecessary."

Xu Bing opened his eyes, only to realize that he had already appeared in the distance from the battle just now.

Obviously, at the last critical moment, Master Xuannan rescued him.

But in fact, when Qin Jian won the victory, he immediately withdrew his fist. Instead, Qin Jian himself was shaken by a dark force. At this time, he clutched his shoulder blades and shook his shoulders.

If it was an enemy, Qin Jian would not be merciful, but now that he is a guest of Shaolin, although he is dull, he also understands the ways of the world and will not really punch him down.

Besides, after Qin Jian fought against each other, there was a bit of sympathy between the net weight Xu Bing and his tough fighting style.

That's why Master Xuannan said that just now.

"boom!"

The surrounding monks all exploded.

Brother Xu Bing actually lost?

Who is this big man, and he can practice kung fu so well?

Whose horizontal training Kung Fu is better than mine in Shaolin?
It's a pity, it's only half a stroke away.

There is a group of people around, who can say anything.

Xu Bing stood up straight, his face was still a bit ugly, he didn't recover from the fight just now.

But although Xu Bing was dissatisfied, it wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose. Instead, he made a gesture of thanks to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian also returned the gift from afar.

The two sides were discussing, but no one noticed, one of the Shaolin monks secretly quit the circle, and slipped out while everyone was not paying attention.

Went out to find a lay middle-aged man in the front yard.

"Hey, why did you come out?"

"Uncle, I just saw a person practicing the Golden Bell Mask. It seems to be the version of the Golden Bell Mask that our Vajra Sect has lost for many years!"

"Is this true?"

"Exactly!"

(End of this chapter)