[Comprehensive martial arts] Strength won't let me keep a low profile

On May [-]th, it was finally the day when the North-South Shaolin Martial Arts Tournament began.

The sky is bright, the inn at the foot of the mountain.

Li Chongqi quietly sent out the bamboo slips as a reminder, but no one found it when he returned to the inn.

An hour later, Tianfeng Shishilang got up, changed his clothes and was ready to go.After today, his plan is bound to go smoothly.

"Father, are you really going to Shaolin Temple?"

Li Chongqi knocked on the door of Tianfeng Shishilang's room with breakfast.

After more than half a year of searching, he found his father, but he could never find the peaceful life in Dongying.

Mother Li Qi left without saying goodbye, and her whereabouts are still a mystery after she disappeared for a year.Earlier, his one-year-old brother was taken to the Central Plains by his father, and it is said that he was fostered in an honest family.

It can be determined that Tianfeng Shishilang has become crazy about his wife.

At the beginning, he only picked places with a lot of troubles, and it was said that the more likely he would meet Li Qi if there was chaos.

A few months ago, No. [-] Huashan faction wiped out the sect.Tianfeng Shishilang's behavior was even more weird, and he was determined to challenge the abbot of Nan Shaolin, but Tianfeng was unwilling to fight no matter what he said.

For this reason, Tianfeng Shishilang actually cooperated with Tianquan from North Shaolin to monitor the dynamics of the South Shaolin group.

So what exactly to do?

Li Chongqi didn't know what kind of agreement had been made between his parents, and now he instinctively didn't want Tianfeng Shishilang to participate in the Shaolin chaos.

"Ah Qi, you can just stay at the Fulai Inn."

Tianfeng Shishilang didn't explain a word. He was tortured every day after his wife left. Why can't he go back to the gluey past?

Who is the culprit?

It was the Central Plains martial arts that inflicted heavy injuries on Li Qi.

Since you can't get back your beloved, there is no point in living, let alone make the Central Plains martial arts peaceful.Not today, but in the future, I think Li Qi will like his last plan that put his life on the line.

Tianfeng Shishilang's tone was calm, even with a smile on his lips.

Li Chongqi felt that his father's expression was becoming more and more strange, and before he could speak, he was suddenly asked a little bit.

Tianfeng Shishilang: "Ah Qi, let me ask you again. You have been looking for me all the way, but you really haven't met any friends?"

"No. I just want to find you and my brother quickly."

Li Chongqi answered affirmatively, but he seemed at a loss as to why his father asked this question.

Tianfeng Shishilang looked his eldest son up and down, making sure he didn't see any signs of lying.

Very well, according to his plan, his son didn't need any friends. "Don't ask too much, you are waiting at the inn. See you in seven days."

"Yes, you have to take care."

Li Chongqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he wasn't lying, he was just keeping the promise.At that time, it was agreed that the four survivors would not disclose the truth about the sinking of the ship.

Now that we know that Northern Shaolin Tianquan is the mastermind behind the shipwreck, we can't say anything more about the past.Knowing that Chi Zangfeng is in Shaolin, warning her, it is considered as the most benevolent.

After breakfast, the father and son parted as usual.

Soon at noon, the monks from the North Shaolin also welcomed the monks from the South Shaolin.

Abbot Tianquan smiled warmly and led the crowd to wait for the visitors at the main gate of the temple. "Junior Brother Tianfeng, long time no see! Everyone has worked hard all the way, please go to the auditorium and have a cup of tea."

"I haven't seen you in seven years, Senior Brother Tianquan, please stay safe."

Tianfeng exchanged pleasantries, but didn't say the phrase 'You seem to be fat, your face is full of fat'.It doesn't hurt to be fatter, but Tianquan seems more kind.

Put your palms together and greet you.

Two groups of people entered the auditorium together.

Refill tea and take a seat.

Always talk about the scene first, especially the host Tianquan, it is necessary to ask Nan Shaolin about the process of going north this time.

Tianfeng didn't talk much, but he said a few words concisely, and the journey went smoothly without encountering any trouble.

Tianquan nodded slightly when he heard this, secretly thinking that Tianfeng Shishilang did not deceive him, and the whereabouts of Monk Nan Shaolin were exactly as he said.

"Brother Tianquan, let's gossip later."

Tianfeng didn't want to waste time, so he went to the guest room to wash up and rest for a while, and just kick off the competition in an hour.

"Extremely, extremely. You are tired, you should take a good rest."

Tianquan put down his teacup, smiled and stood up.

The next moment, the mutation mutated.

The rest of the people followed suit and stood up, their feet went limp just after taking two steps, so they didn't fall directly to the ground.Kankan held on to the chair and slumped down on the seat.What's going on, who is poisoning in full view?

"Junior brother, it's not good, I can't raise my internal strength anymore."

"Brother, I can't use my inner energy anymore."

There were shouts one after another, and the auditorium suddenly exploded.

Tianquan's heart sank, even though he was sitting calmly, he couldn't mobilize a trace of true energy.

At this time, only one person is not affected.

Abbot Tianquan actually laughed, but the original kind smile became extremely rampant.

"It's you!"

Tianfeng was startled and angry, he didn't know what the hell this brother, the abbot of Northern Shaolin, was doing. "What are you doing?!"

Because of the different concepts of practicing Zen, the northern and southern Shaolins separated into Songshan, Fujian, and there has never been any cannibalism.Even the martial arts competition held every seven years is mainly for the exchange of martial arts, and never hurts human life.

"What?"

Tianquan tilted his head, and said in a rather innocent tone, "Of course I killed you."

These words were like water pouring into a frying pan, shocking everyone.

All the monks spoke in unison: "Why?"

Tianquan didn't explain.According to the experience of the predecessors, the villain died of talking too much, and he was the first to use Tianfeng to do the surgery.Unexpectedly, the door of the auditorium was kicked open, and a sharp knife blocked his attack.

It was a slash against the wind.

While blocking Tianquan's attack, another porcelain bottle was thrown into Tianfeng's arms.

"There is only one antidote, master please use it."

After Tianfeng Fourteen spoke, he stood in front of Tianfeng.

Tianfeng knew the person in front of him, knew that he was from Dongpu, and wanted to compete with him wholeheartedly, but he never agreed.He never expected to be rescued by this person at the time of life and death.

Tianquan was furious, and he gave Tianfeng Shishilang the antidote. "You betrayed me!"

Today, all the sandalwood in Shaolin Temple is mixed with the poison of the sad crisp breeze.

Even Huo Gang, who was left in the Bodhidharma Hall, lost his ability to move.Only Tianfeng Shishilang had received the antidote for one person earlier.

Tianfeng Shishilang said righteously, "I respect Abbot Tianfeng, and I never wanted to harm Shaolin Temple. I just wanted a fair martial arts competition. Knowing that you have the intention of murdering Nan Shaolin, I approached you on purpose to find out what is going on with you. What do you want to do. There is no loyalty, how can there be betrayal?"

"very good!"

Tianquan was furious and stopped talking nonsense, "I want to see how you can stop me."

Tianfeng Shishilang ignored him, and only said to Tianfeng who had already used the antidote, "After my observation, Tianquan's internal injuries are serious and he is most afraid of the inner strength of Zhiyang. Please use Shaolin's unique skills."

One of Shaolin's 72 stunts, the Great Vajra Palm is extremely fierce.

A palm strike will seriously injure the opponent, and it is difficult for one person in a hundred years to master it.In the past hundred years, Tianfeng was the only successful person.

Right now, if Tianquan sets up a situation to kill each other, it is impossible for Tianfeng to be merciful.

Start a battle.

In the auditorium, Tianquan was one against two.He didn't use Shaolin Kungfu at all, and his moves were weird, and he didn't know where it came from.

But in response to Tianfeng Shishilang's words, Tianquan used the Great Vajra Palm, and Tianquan was visibly unable to support himself and was at a disadvantage.

Tianquan's face became more and more ugly, but he didn't want to run away, instead he rushed towards the direction of the monks. "You think you can hold me. Naive!"

Is it to take hostages?

No!The next moment, Tianquan struck a certain big disciple Tianlinggai with his palm.

A strange scene appeared, it was because an internal energy was sucked out, and the monk turned into a mummy in an instant.

Tianquan's complexion did not improve, and he did not learn the authentic Beiming magic skills.

Over the years, the martial arts that have been accidentally trained to absorb people's internal energy has a major flaw, which prevents the different qi in his body from blending together.Recently, a solution was discovered, which is to use a large amount of internal force to fill it.

It happened to be a gathering of Shaolin masters from the north and the south, and these people gave Shiquan Dabu pills for free.The group that sucked up the North Shaolin Bodhidharma Hall before, and today they also took care of all the South Shaolin ones.

This kind of change was far beyond Tianfeng Shishilang's expectation.

Tianquan has such weird martial arts skills, and there is only one bottle of antidote, and everyone present can't escape, so it's not like his blood recovery tonic.

Tianquan: Although it is different from the plan, there is no way to properly use humanoid tonics to treat injuries, but this continuous battle is definitely won.

The faces of the monks were pale.

Today, can they still survive?Nuo Da Shaolin is dead, will there be a miracle?Can Buddha bestow upon them a savior?

"Ha ha……"

Tianquan looked at the ashes on everyone's faces, and he became more and more proud, but he stopped laughing halfway.

An unspeakable smell came with the wind, who is releasing the poisonous gas?

It smells absolutely.

Almost immediately, there was no one in the auditorium who was crying.They were all crying until they had a lot of snot, and they couldn't control it at all.

"Can move!"

I don't know who yelled.The weeping smell is not a poison, but an antidote.Although it didn't make people recover their internal strength immediately, it made all the monks move.

Escaping is no problem.

The sooner you run out of the auditorium, the more you will cut off the continuous supply of Tianquan.Once there is no supply of internal energy made by everyone, Tianquan will not be far from being severely injured and killed.

Obviously, Tianquan also understands this.

With a 'swish', he escaped rather quickly, and was the first to rush out of the auditorium.

Now that he is full of resentment and has nowhere to vent, who on earth broke his plan?

Tianfeng Shishilang's undercover betrayal can still be dealt with, but the person who fired the antidote gas cut off his back, he really deserves to be cut into pieces!

In the open space outside the auditorium, a large iron pot was set up impressively.

Chi Zangfeng directed several monks to shake their fans vigorously.The hotter the wood burns, the faster the pungent, weeping antidote gas will be released.It was the one for Huang Yaoshi, it was originally formulated for the self-made medicine.

The raw materials of the drug are gone, but the medicinal materials for the antidote are still left.

It can't immediately remove all the toxicity of the sad breeze, but at least it can make people run and escape, which is enough to make Tianquan's poison plan fall short.

"It's actually you!"

When Tianquan saw this scene, he was hit hard with a sap.

There is no one in Shaolin Temple who can prepare the half-finished antidote for Sadness and Crisp Breeze. There is only one possibility that he will never admit. He actually fell into the hands of a teenage girl?

How can it be!

What the hell!

When anger is at its peak, the body reacts faster than the mind.

Tianquan's eyes were cracked and he didn't even think about making a move. There was only one target, and he slapped Chi Zangfeng to death.

Everything came too fast and there was no hiding.

Chi Zangfeng was fearless in the face of danger, and released all the nine-yang purple energy he had practiced in the past half a month.

Tianquan subconsciously absorbed other people's inner strength.The little girl is ignorant and ignorant at a young age, apart from being unable to absorb the virile internal energy such as the Shaolin Great Vajra Palm, what else would he be afraid of?

However, a sneer was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and the situation changed instantly when the two palms collided.

The Zhiyang internal energy that burned like a flame penetrated into Tianquan's body, this kind of true energy was his nemesis, and the eight extraordinary meridians were instantly burned.

For internal strength, it is easy to eat, but too difficult to spit out.

The zhenqi in Tianquan's body was already in a mess, and it hadn't been able to blend harmoniously before, but now it was directly fried by the yang qi.

In the blink of an eye, Tianquan was forced to inflate into a ball, even saying that it was about to explode.

Ahhh, isn't it?

Going to be bloody, no, is it human blood?

Chi Zangfeng's true qi was exhausted too much, and he couldn't raise his qi immediately to hide away with light work.Thinking of being smeared with blood all over his face will make his whole body feel bad.

It's too late, it's too soon.

A Tsing Yi flashed by.

When Huang Yaoshi touched it, he took Chi Zangfeng by the back collar and teleported several zhang away.

'Boom—'

The chaotic zhenqi in Tianquan's body burst out and blew him to pieces.The waist was bleeding profusely, and the flesh and blood of the lower limbs were splashed all over the ground.He didn't die immediately, his eyeballs were still rolling.At this moment, my mind was muddled, who did I lose to?

Huang Yaoshi threw out a sentence, "Abbot Tianquan has already been killed, and you are an impostor, a remnant of the Xingxiu Sect—Zhai Xingzi."

"You, you, how do you know..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhai Xingzi, who was called to reveal his identity, tilted his head and died.

As if being pressed to pause, the scene was silent for a moment.

Tianfeng and others rushed over, only to see the face of half of the corpse on the ground change rapidly.

After Zhai Xingzi died, he lost the support of his internal strength, and a layer of skin mask as thin as a cicada's wings peeled off, just like a male ghost with painted skin peeling off his skin, revealing his extremely unbearable true face.

What's the matter with picking stars?

Chi Zangfeng also wanted to know, but there was a small problem to be solved before, so she smiled at Huang Yaoshi.

"Thank you very much for saving me from the blood, can you loosen my back collar now? It really hurts my neck. Don't you think it is not in line with our position to pull me in this position relation."

Huang Yaoshi let go of his hand, but he didn't feel anything wrong.This is a rare opportunity, and he can also turn around and hide a little bit of wind.

"Really? I think it's easy to lift. What's wrong with this position? What's the relationship between us? What kind of position do you expect?"

"It's like you're casually choking the fate of a stray cat."

Chi Zangfeng was not annoyed, but said straightforwardly: "As I said before, I am the lord, and I will stay as a proton obediently; you are a loyal minister, and you will come to rescue him after the investigation is over. If you are knowledgeable like you, which posture do you think should be used?" Escort?"

Huang Yaoshi: What messed up script, who told you about it?

What's more, you let all the monks from the northern and southern Shaolin weep to tears, how can you act obediently as a hostage?