[Douluo] Demon God's Road to Godhood

As soon as I entered the temple, I found that it was quiet, so I had to jump to the highest point in the temple and look around. I found an open space in the north, which was crowded with people. I guess it was a martial arts conference held there.

Feng Tianyu jumped a few times and watched from the rooftop not far away. He saw all the martial arts people in the square, surrounding the ring in the square. At this time, there were still people competing on the ring, a middle-aged man, and a man dressed as a beggar. man.

At first glance at the two of them, Feng Tianyu felt they looked familiar.

But when they saw the middle-aged man and the beggar facing each other with bare hands, they exchanged punches and palms. One was like a dragon rising from the deep sea, and the other was like a flying phoenix flying in the sky. They were fighting inextricably, with no winner or loser, which attracted continuous applause from the people in the audience.

Feng Tianyu was also surprised after seeing it. He was amazed at the two people's martial arts skills, and also marveled at the familiarity of their martial arts techniques, but he couldn't tell.

I thought to myself: "If the man in black really participated in the martial arts leader election last night, as expected, he would definitely defeat everyone and become the leader. Now it seems that the middle-aged man is most likely the man in black last night."

Looking at the middle-aged man's moves, they were somewhat similar to those of the man in black last night.

He was thinking about the beggar, but his appearance and moves did not suggest that he was Zhu Xing, the leader of the Beggar Clan.

Although he didn't know who would win, Feng Tianyu hoped that Zhu Xing would win, because if the middle-aged man won, it would be detrimental to him regardless of his purpose of becoming the alliance leader.

But it seemed that things were counterproductive. Gradually, the situation in the ring tilted in the middle-aged man's favor. However, Zhu Xing was forced to retreat continuously by the middle-aged man's offensive. Then the middle-aged man used a move of Double Dragons to Sea, with both hands outstretched. , struck at Zhu Xing, and Zhu Xing also used his palms to face each other. The two palms faced each other, and they were in a stalemate for a while. Finally, they heard an angry roar and Zhu Xing was knocked away and fell to the ring.

Everyone was amazed, and the middle-aged man on the stage laughed.

Zhu Xing didn't seem to be seriously injured, so he got up and said: "Guangzhu Fan has done a great job, I'm willing to admit defeat."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "You're welcome, Gang Leader Zhu, but who else wants to come on stage to compete with me for the position of leader?"

Soon, a monk jumped onto the stage, raised his palms and recited the Buddha's name.

"A poor monk is polite." The monk had a white beard, a flushed face, and kind eyes, but he was not Master Miaoshan.

The middle-aged man was startled and bowed his head in return, saying, "I didn't expect that the abbot would also compete for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance."

Master Miaoshan said: "It is a great act of kindness for the leader to lead all the martial arts factions to the right path. Anyone with a righteous mind will follow him like a duck."

Everyone in the audience clapped their hands and applauded.

Feng Tianyu could not help but admire the great wisdom of Master Miaoshan.

The middle-aged man said: "That's the case, then I won't be polite, the master will take the move."

He shouted loudly, jumped up, and made a volley move with two dragons flying out of the sea. He used both hands to strike at Miao Shan.

Miaoshan stood there, and when the middle-aged man pushed his palm forward, he raised his hands to meet him. The two of them touched each other with their palms, but when they saw Miaoshan's feet sinking three inches, they stopped deadlocked.

Everyone knew that these two were competing for internal strength, and everyone watched nervously. They knew that whoever lost in the internal strength competition would also lose the competition.

This stalemate lasted for half an hour, but no one slacked off at all, because they knew that the outcome of the two men might be decided in the blink of an eye.

The scorching sun was in the sky, shining down on everyone. The middle-aged man He Miaoshan's tears fell on the ring. There was a pool of water on the table, but it was quickly dried up.

No matter how energetic a person is, his eyes will sometimes get tired. Feng Tianyu's eyes couldn't help but fight with fatigue at this time, just because he was tortured by the man in black last night.

As a result, his eyelids were heavy, so he was about to lie down on the roof and fall asleep, when a muffled groan suddenly came from the ring.

He opened his eyes hastily, only to see that the middle-aged man had stepped away a few feet, while Miao Shan remained motionless.

Feng Tianyu secretly rejoiced: "If Master Miaoshan becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance, that would be the best."

The middle-aged man took a few steps back, with an angry expression on his face and said, "Master, you have such profound inner strength."

Miao Shan said: "Guangzhu Fan is also a good martial artist."

The middle-aged man said: "Although the master is slightly superior in internal strength, I will not give up my position as the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Miaoshan said: "Then please ask Gang Leader Fan to take action."

The middle-aged man shouted loudly and rushed forward again, clapping his hands ten times in a row and attacking Miaoshan.

Miao Shan responded with a strike. Both of them struck like the wind, with continuous palm movements. The people in the audience were dazzled and Feng Tianyu was also shocked. This was probably the most exciting move he had ever seen since he was sensible.

After three hundred moves, Miao Shan suddenly caught the middle-aged man in the air and slapped his chest several times, sending the middle-aged man flying ten feet away.

Everyone exclaimed, only knowing that the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance must have been settled now.

But the middle-aged man still stood up, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath to see how he would take action, but they heard the middle-aged man say: "Master, at your age, why do you have to snatch the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Miao Shan said: "This martial arts tournament is based on martial arts. Everyone has the opportunity to participate, so how can the winner be judged based on age?"

The middle-aged man said: "That's the case, then don't blame me for being rude."

Everyone was surprised when they saw him take out a small whistle from his arms, but when he heard the whistle, Master Miaoshan couldn't help but scream, covering his stomach, sweating profusely, and his face was twisted, obviously in great pain.

Of course, Miao Shan was not the only one. The martial arts people around the ring covered their stomachs and screamed in agony.

"Strange, what's going on?"

But after hearing the middle-aged man's continuous whistle and everyone screaming, Miao Shan pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Is that you?"

The middle-aged man ignored it and continued to whistle.

Soon all the martial arts heroes were writhing on the ground in pain.

Feng Tianyu didn't know what happened, but he knew it must be related to the middle-aged man's whistle, so he went out to interrupt his whistle, but suddenly he heard heavy and continuous footsteps.

He looked for the sound and saw that the Qing soldiers rushed into the temple like a long dragon. The leader was Cheng Xuhe. He went straight to the martial arts arena and captured all the martial arts heroes who fell to the ground in pain and had no power to fight back.

With a large number of people, Feng Tianyu had no choice but to check the situation again to see what would happen.

But seeing the middle-aged man stop whistling, the screams of the martial arts heroes also stopped, but the Qing soldiers had already put their knives on their necks.

Miaoshan glanced at the Qing soldiers who had surrounded the martial arts field, glared at the middle-aged man, and said: "It's you, you colluded with the Manchu court, acted as a Manchu hawk, and poisoned us!"

Poison?Feng Tianyu traveled around the world, but he had heard about the poison poison in Miao territory.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "That's what it is, but it should be said that it is called surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and I will kill you gang of rebels and traitors. As for the poison, I have to admire you for being well-informed, but I didn't poison you." .”

"Who did that?"

"It's from the monk in your temple."

Miaoshan said: "You are so shameless that you dare to frame the disciples in my temple. I will kill you today to eliminate harm to the martial arts world!"

He ran towards the middle-aged man and struck the middle-aged man with his palms dozens of times. However, Miaoshan's attack was very fierce. In just a few moves, the middle-aged man was hit by a palm and fell down. on the ground.

"It's the Shaolin Vajra Palm!"

Miaoshan said: "As long as you know, take your life."

He was about to strike out with a palm, trying to kill the middle-aged man.

But before he could take action, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him.

Miao Shan withdrew his hand and struck in the direction of the strong wind. The person who attacked him withdrew his hand to avoid his fierce palm. Miao Shan saw that the person who attacked him was wearing a Taoist robe, with an eagle face and a hooked nose, but he was not an adult. Who is Sukuru?

"It turns out that the scum of Wudang is Cheng Xuhe. Chisongzi has been looking for you for many years. Today I will clean up the house for him."

He abandoned the middle-aged man and turned to attack Xu He.

The bearded crane's hands turned into sharp claws, and it also attacked Miao Shan.

The fight between the two was like a fight between a dragon and a tiger. Cheng Xuhe's sharp claws continuously attacked Miaoshan's wrists, and Miao Shan's Vajra Palm struck Cheng Xuhe's chest continuously. The fight was inextricable, and they fought dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the middle-aged man took out his whistle and blew it, and the martial arts field wailed again. Miaoshan was halfway through his attack, but suddenly paused in pain. Cheng Xuhe quickly struck Miaoshan in the chest with his palm, but saw that Miaoshan was miserable. With a cry, he fell ten feet away.

Feng Tianyu secretly thought that he was despicable, so he was about to help, but suddenly he heard two screams, but after seeing the two Qing soldiers being knocked down by Miaokong and Miaozhi, they both jumped onto the ring.

Protect Miao Shan.

"You must not hurt my senior brother."

The middle-aged man stopped his whistle and said: "Why are the two masters doing this? It is better to obey God's will and submit to the Qing Emperor. The glory and wealth you seek is worse than facing the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng every day."

Miaozhi said: "Shut up, are we such people who want to melt away wealth and honor?"

Miaoshan stood up, covered his chest with his hands, and said: "You two junior brothers have said it well, how can we, Shaolin, produce unjust people!"

Miaokong said: "Senior brother, don't worry, we will find you a geomantic treasure."

Miao Shan's expression changed when he heard the words, but Miao Kong suddenly turned around and struck Miao Shan in the chest with his palm.

This palm strike was unexpected. Miaoshan spat out a mouthful of hot blood and fell off the ring, motionless.

Everyone exclaimed, and the middle-aged man smiled and said: "The two masters understand the current affairs and are indeed heroic models."

Miaozhi recited a Buddha's name and said, "Gang Leader Fan, I'm sorry. I was just following the Buddha's wishes."

"I see. If the emperor knew about it, he would definitely build a temple for Shaolin to worship your Buddha."

"This is the best thing, Amitabha."

The martial arts heroes watched Miao Shan being killed with grief in their hearts. Zhu Xing said angrily: "Miao Zhi Miao Kong, you will not end well."

Miaokong said proudly: "Now you should still worry about yourselves."

Indeed, with the knife on his neck now, life or death is unknown.

Scarlet Fairy asked: "How are you doing?"

Cheng Xuhe said: "The door to serving the Qing Dynasty is always open. As long as you are willing to submit to the Qing Emperor, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."

As soon as his words came out, dozens of people expressed their submission.

Cheng Xuhe said with great satisfaction: "Very good, who else is there? If you don't say anything, I'll behead you all."

Soon dozens more people expressed their surrender.

"Good, lock up the rest."

The Qing soldiers led the martial arts heroes down the mountain.

Only those who are willing to surrender are left in the martial arts field.

The middle-aged man said: "You bunch of superficially benevolent scum, what's the point of keeping you? Kill them all!"

But at the command, the sword was swung, and hundreds of people's heads fell to the ground.

After seeing this, Feng Tianyu was secretly shocked: "Those who surrender will not be spared. They are really ruthless."

At this moment, all the martial arts heroes were captured, and he was alone. How could he defeat Cheng Xuhe and the middle-aged man? He could only find a way to save him in the future.

He ran to the foot of the mountain and saw the Qing soldiers escorting the martial arts heroes towards Quanzhou. He thought to himself that the city of Quanzhou was strong and how could they be rescued if they were taken into the city.

Just when they were not sure what to do, the middle-aged man and Cheng Xuhe walked down the mountain, and suddenly they heard the middle-aged man say: "Taoist priest, do you still remember that you mentioned Feng Tianyu to me?"

Cheng Xuhe said: "Remember."

The middle-aged man said: "He was captured by me last night."

"Really?"

"Yes, Taoist Master, you can come with me to have a look."

Feng Tianyu thought to himself: "It's better to go back and attack them sneakily, except for the other two."

Thinking about it, he ran back to the small cave at the foot of Qingling Mountain.

After a while, I heard footsteps approaching, followed by a middle-aged man's voice: "I locked him in there."

The two people walked into the cave and saw Feng Tianyu lying motionless in the cave. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "How is it? I'm right."

But Cheng Xuhe looked surprised and suddenly stopped and said: "We can't get any closer."

"Why?" The middle-aged man also stopped.

Cheng Xuhe said: "Feng Tianyu, you don't have to pretend anymore, I know your acupuncture points have been healed."

Feng Tianyu then remembered that he had killed several fake monks outside the gate of Shaolin Mountain and injured four monsters from Guandong. Cheng Xuhe naturally knew that he was pretending at this time, so he stood up and said with a smile: "Since you know, Why are you still here?”

The middle-aged man said: "That's right. Since you know that his acupoints have been healed, why are you still here?"

Cheng Xuhe originally wanted to make the middle-aged man look embarrassed, but he didn't expect that Feng Tianyu was still in the cave, so he naturally didn't say it clearly and said, "I just remembered it."

Feng Tianyu said: "It's a pity that you saw through it."

The middle-aged man said: "I really didn't expect that you could untie my ten-finger acupuncture hand on your own."

Feng Tianyu said: "It's just a fluke. This is the second time we have met. I don't know what to call you."

The middle-aged man said: "The leader of the Qinglong Gang, Fan Wencheng."

"It turns out to be the second largest gang after the Beggar Gang, the Qinglong Gang. I have admired them for a long time."

Cheng Xuhe said: "I didn't expect that you would dare to show up. Aren't you afraid that the two of us would join forces to kill you?"

Feng Tianyu said: "How could it be? Don't you plan to know the secret of Li Zicheng's treasure?"

Fan Wencheng said: "But no matter how hard I press you, you won't tell me."

Feng Tianyu said: "Li Zicheng was the only one before his death. If you kill me, you don't even want to know."

Cheng Xuhe said: "Even so, it's not too late to catch you first and then interrogate you."

He jumped up and rushed towards Feng Tianyu.

Feng Tianyu struck several palms in succession, and the wind from his palms struck Cheng Xuhe, forcing Cheng Xuhe to stop and retreat.

Secretly shocked by Feng Tianyu's profound internal strength, Cheng Xuhe said: "If Gang Leader Fan doesn't take action, how long will it take?"

"I know." Fan Wencheng said, "Little brother, please give me some advice."

Thinking of being captured by Fan Wencheng last night, Feng Tianyu felt dissatisfied and said at the moment: "I can't get it."

"Then we have to take action." Fan Wencheng was about to take action, but suddenly Feng Tianyu shouted to stop.