Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu's face darkened, and he pretended to be angry: "Master, do you think that I am a wandering man who performs in the arena? How can the two secret skills of the Beggar Clan be seen by others if they want to?"

Monk Yuangen smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master Qiao. It is true that the young monk has a heavy responsibility and cannot be neglected. Please drink a cup of freshly baked tea as a gesture of apology for the poor monk."

He smiled and gently picked up a cup of tea with one hand and handed it to Murong Fu. The next moment, his eyes flickered, his gesture suddenly changed, and the tea cup in his hand "clicked" and broke into several pieces. The tea boiled with steam and turned into water droplets, carrying the fragments and attacking Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was shocked. He never expected that the humble and kind old monk would turn out to be a smiling tiger. But he was surprised, and his reaction was not slow at all.

The moment he noticed the other party's movement, Murong Fu turned over. The boiling hot tea almost brushed against the corner of his clothes. The water droplets splashed out and made a wall bumpy, while the fragments of the tea cup were deeply damaged. Embedded deeply into the wall behind Murong's resurrection.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Murong Fu's face darkened, and he hit Monk Yuan Gen directly on the jaw with his "seeing a dragon in the field" move. In the eyes of others, this was a killing move.

In fact, Murong Fu had long been prepared for the opponent to test his martial arts skills, and he did not forget to keep his disguised identity when he made the move.

These Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms are not fakes activated by the Small Phaseless Skill, but the genuine Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms that Murong Fu learned from Xiao Feng many times during their competitions. Especially back in the Deaf and Mute Valley, Xiao Feng completely demonstrated the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in front of Wu Yazi. Under the guidance of the gourd, although he is far from as proficient as Xiao Feng, he still plays it well. At first glance, it is also terrifying. Unless Xiao Feng himself comes here, no one in the world can notice it. nuances.

A hint of surprise flashed in Monk Yuangen's eyes: Is it really the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

Monk Yuan Gen stretched out his right hand into a claw, and clicked his fingers three times. He heard the strong wind blowing directly, making a hissing sound, like a sharp sword piercing the air. Three fingers were used to break the surface, and Murong Fu's seemingly powerful palm "seeing a dragon in the field" was easily resolved.

Murong Fu didn't even reply. He failed to succeed with a single blow, so he continued to follow the example of the gourd. He slightly bent his left leg, drew a circle with his right palm in the air, and then pushed it out with one palm, hitting Monk Yuan Gen's chest.

This palm "Exalt the Dragon but Regret" is about being able to move and retract freely. You need to save 70% of your strength when spitting out three points. How can you use all the strength like Murong Fu did?

However, with Murong Fu's current internal strength, let alone the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that he has not practiced to the point of entering the palace, even the Taizu Changquan that everyone in the world knows how to use is far better than the Xuanzi monk. Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.

Monk Yuan Gen smiled slightly: "What a trick of 'exalting the dragon but regretting', he is indeed a young hero!"

While speaking, the index finger and thumb of Monk Yuangen's right hand were gently clasped together, as if they were grasping something. The other three fingers were slightly opened, and then he flicked them violently. In the flash of lightning, an invisible finger force appeared out of thin air. Facing Murong Fu's counterfeit version of Kanglong Yougui.

This light finger force was like a small boat in the vast ocean in front of Murong Fu's majestic palm force. However, as soon as the two forces collided, they disappeared silently, and even the dust disappeared. Not a trace of it was brought up, as if it never existed.

Murong Fu's face hardened: It wasn't because the other party had neutralized his half-hearted palm power, but because just now he clearly saw that the other party was using the "flower finger" among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

Moreover, it's not like Jiumozhi's half-hearted way of using small phaseless skills to push his fingers. Murong Fu himself would have little appearance, and if so, it would be obvious at a glance. This is indeed the flower-twisting finger of the Shaolin sect, and in terms of skill, it is far more profound than the flower-twisting finger of Monk Xuandu.

Monk Yuangen smiled faintly: "Be careful, layman, the young monk is about to attack!"

Murong Fu wanted to tell a lie, but he couldn't show his true martial arts, and he couldn't use half of his ten-successful power. How could he dare to allow the other party to attack? Changing his moves in a hurry, he flipped his palms, as if he had caught the horns of two dragons. With one move, the double dragons took water, which immediately blocked Monk Yuangen's escape routes, making it impossible for the opponent to avoid it, so he had no choice but to take the blow forcefully. Palm strength.

But I saw Monk Yuangen's dry palms gently pushing out, and the moon-white monk's robes were stirred up and down by Murong Fu's palms, like two huge flying birds.

As soon as Murong Fu's palm power came into contact with Monk Yuan Gen's light palm, Murong Fu felt that his palm power was like a galloping horse stuck in a swamp. All the vital force was gone in an instant, and the palm power that could have cracked mountains and cracked rocks was gone. Displayed everywhere.

If Murong Fu was only surprised by the flower-twisting finger used by the other party just now, then this move had already set off a storm in Murong Fu's heart.

The highest secret in Shaolin Prajna Palm is "empty to the end".

If Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is about pushing Qi and exchanging energy, and rebounding the opponent's moves to a certain extent, then this "empty to the end" is to empty out the opponent's moves. Just imagine that in a life-and-death fight, this move is used to the end. At this moment, the opponent's old strength has been exhausted but the new strength has not been generated. As the saying goes, at the end of a strong crossbow, the power cannot penetrate Lu's silk. Wouldn't it be at the mercy of others?

If Murong Fu had used his own martial arts and his mastery of skills, he would have been able to neutralize this blow. However, what Murong Fu used at this time was half-assed Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. At this moment, the Beiming Qi in Murong Fu's body was flowing, and he was ready to receive the opponent's next blow.

However, the next moment, Monk Yuangen clasped his palms together, stepped back, jumped two feet away, and said with a smile: "I am rude, poor monk, I hope Gang Leader Qiao will not blame you."

After Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, he put his hands together, cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy!"

Monk Yuangen smiled and said: "In the past, the poor monk had a relationship with Wang Jiantong, the leader of the noble clan, and he was fortunate enough to see the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Murong Fu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan, is a thing of the past. Now there is only Khitan Xiao Feng in the world."

Monk Yuangen was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "It turns out to be layman Xiao. I wonder what the connection between layman Xiao and the descendants of Daliao is?"

Murong Fu smiled bitterly and said: "The Xiao family of Daliao is the same clan as mine."

Monk Yuangen said: "I see. In that case, why doesn't Master Xiao return to Daliao?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said: "I am a Khitan. In the past, when my background was unknown, I killed many of my own people during the conquests between the two countries. Now that I have returned to Liao, I can't help but feel guilty? What's more, I haven't found out who killed my parents. How could the murderer be willing to go so far away from the Great Wall?"