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"Shaolin Arhat Formation!"

A loud roar was heard, and eleven bronze-colored bald heads formed a human wall in front of the door.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

Opposite the monk, eleven Taoist priests holding swords also shouted.

Then they gathered together and formed a triangular formation.

"Dang!" As soon as the Taoist priest finished speaking, the referee on the sidelines sounded the gong.

"You are not allowed to participate in the game with weapons! The Chongyang team is warned once, and the weapons should be handed over to the referee for safekeeping immediately!" the referee said sternly.

There was a burst of laughter from the sidelines.

The Taoist priests, who had just been in high spirits, looked embarrassed, walked off the field, handed their swords to the referee one by one, and then returned to the field.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

The Taoist priests shouted slogans again and formed a triangular formation.

"Uh-huh! What a formation, it's so fresh!" Liu Yuanhui said in his box: "At a small scale, it's like a monk and a Taoist priest playing football together, but at a big scale, it's a confrontation between two religions! It's interesting hahahaha. "

Just when everyone was preparing to watch this fresh showdown.

After the Taoist priests shouted slogans, they all sat down cross-legged, as if they were chanting some incantation.

A group of monks on the opposite side also closed their eyes and clasped their hands and recited sutras.

This scene shocked all the audience.

The Cuju venue suddenly became extremely quiet.

If you listen closely, you can hear the monks and Taoist priests chanting incantations. The silence lasted for a quarter of an hour. When the audience was about to fall asleep, a Taoist priest shouted: "Ladder to the Clouds!"

I saw a Taoist priest at the front of the Chongyang formation jumping high, ten meters high!

Another Taoist priest below lifted the Cuju up high. The flying Taoist caught the Cuju in mid-air and kicked it down, heading straight for the Arhat Formation!

This Cuju seemed to cut through the air and fall from the sky like a meteorite.

At this time, the monks stacked up in front of the door shouted in unison: "Golden Bell Cover!"

This "meteorite" hit the "Golden Bell" hard!

Then there was a "dong" sound, like a blunt instrument hitting a copper plate - Cuju was blocked!

At this time, the Cuju court was filled with buzzing echoes, as if the bronze bells ringing in Xiangguo Temple were echoing...

After a while, rumbling applause and cheers came from the stadium!

"Good Qigong!" Wanyan Sheng praised in the box.

"That Taoist priest's Qinggong can rival yours! Princess Feixue!" Yelu Gulan said to Yelu Feixue in another box.

"Huh! It's still far from enough!" Yelu Feixue said angrily.

"It's fun! The acid Taoist priest and the black bald donkey are both fun!" Zhao Xuanling jumped and clapped her hands accompanied by the tinkling of copper bells.

At this time, a monk rushed out of the Arhat formation, slowly dribbled the ball forward, gently kicked the Cuju ball back to the Taoist priest's feet, and then returned to the Arhat formation.

Several audience members were talking in the seats.

"The Arhat Formation of the Eighteen Bronze Men is indestructible! Last time in their game, the opposing team stood in front of their goal and took turns shooting. Even the goalkeeper ran out. They hit the goal no less than two hundred times from all angles and in various ways. Xiangguosi The Arhat formation in front of the team gate is motionless!"

said an audience member on the sidelines who had watched the preliminaries of Xiangguo Temple.

"I also watched that game. In the end, the Xiangguosi team's eleven opponents shot until they were exhausted. At the end of the game, an Arhat from Xiangguosi stepped out of the formation and easily broke the unguarded goal! In the end, Beat zero to win!" another audience member echoed.

"Hey, I don't know how the Taoist priests at Chongyang Temple will cope! Can their physical strength keep up?"

Looking at the stadium again, all the Taoist priests gathered in front of the Xiangguo Temple team's goal, taking turns to hit the goal. The "golden bell" of the Arhat Formation did not move at all.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

"..."

The only thing that could be heard on the field was the constant "ringing of the bell."

"Who will win the battle between the strongest spear and the hardest shield?"

Liu Yuanhui hugged his arms and couldn't help but muttered in the box.

At the end of the first half, the score was still zero to zero.

The Chongyang team and the Xiangguosi team each returned to their own rest areas.

"Senior Brother Lin, the Arhat formation is indestructible. In the second half, we were exhausted without waiting for the opponent to attack!" A Taoist priest from the Chongyang team said to captain Lin Lingsu.

Lin Lingsu said: “We changed our formation in the second half!

At this time, inside the Xiangguo Temple team.

"Senior Brother Jie Greed! These Taoists have deep inner strength and are different from other opponents. Our method of consuming their true energy may not work!" an Arhat said.

Captain Luo Hanjie, who had an eye-catching look, said: "Let's take a look at the form first! In the second half, we will look for opportunities to switch from defense to offense..."

While the Taoist and Monk teams were discussing tactics on the sidelines, the cheongsam beauty from Yichun Yuan came on stage accompanied by music!

They are extremely gorgeous, and their beautiful dances accompanied by music made the audience excited!

Unfortunately, this scene is very painful for monks like the Chongyang Team and the Xiangguo Temple Team who have pure six senses.

I saw the Taoist priests on the Chongyang team instantly stopped discussing tactics, turned their backs together, closed their eyes and chanted a mantra.

"The Immeasurable Heavenly Lord of Blessings...Do not look at anything inappropriate...Do not look at anything inappropriate..."

Similarly, the Arhats of the Xiangguo Temple team are no longer indestructible. They look at the audience, close their eyes and put their palms together and chant sutras: "Namo Amitabha...Buddha forgive me...form is emptiness..."

At this time, in the Cuju field, there were graceful dancing girls in red cheongsam making poses.

On the sidelines were a row of Taoist priests and a row of monks chanting sutras with their eyes closed.

The audience was all cheering and whistling at the beauty...

At first glance, the scene just feels weird and humorous.