"Several masters have compassion and are of great merit."

"Good, good, good."

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu wanted to persuade his father to be a good person, but they had made up their minds and would not change easily.

The Sweeping Monk solved their affairs and now he has time to face Jiang Chen.

"This donor has an outstanding appearance and is handsome, but his breath is hidden and unexposed. As I saw just now, my little brother's martial arts have reached the level of level, and even the old monk cannot see through you."

"I saw the magical monk just now and I admire him all the way. In fact, it was not only them who were peeking at Shaolin's 72 unique skills, but also me."

"Yi..."

Everyone looked shocked, and even the sweeping monk looked surprised.

"Yesterday I sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion to watch martial arts books. The Dalun Mingwang came in and peeked. I came in front, but you didn't notice it. You only noticed it when he appeared behind."

"But I see that little brother, you don't have any secret diseases and there is no trace of practicing this sect's martial arts."

"Throughout ancient times, only Master Bodhidharma has been equipped with seventy-two unique skills, and there will be no more of it from now on."

The monk naturally understands this principle, but the people around him don’t understand it. They all listen carefully and want to know the secret.

"Because each of the seventy-two unique skills is enough to kill people, the more you practice, the more you become, the more painful you will be in your body, and the more severe the meridians will be broken, and you will be in a devil, so each martial art requires corresponding Buddhist methods to resolve. The heavier the compassion in your heart, you can practice more unique skills."

After listening to Jiang Chen’s story, he felt like he was enlightened, and he was shocked and woke up the dreamer with a word.

The sweeping monk couldn't help but nodded, looking at Jiang Chen without any concealment to express his appreciation.

"Since my little brother knows so well, why do you have to force your practice again?"

"Because I have a high level, martial arts are all different paths and the same end. Anything that is proficient can make perfect. It is no longer mysterious to see through the essence of anything. In my opinion, any martial arts is the use of skills, and I am just learning from the principles of martial arts."

"You mean you have learned the seventy-two unique skills of this sect."

"Yes."

Everyone was shocked when they heard Jiang Chen's words. He only started peeking at the martial arts of the Sutra Pavilion last night, and learned the 72 Shaolin skills in just one night. This was awesome to hear.

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Jiang Chen compared it to the fingers of picking flowers. The leaves falling outside the window were attracted to his hands. Then he used the luck method and skills of [Finging Flowers] to eject the dead leaves out, and the dead leaves actually shot into the wall and completely disappeared.

Several monks and Jiumozhi recognized this as [王王王球]. Jiang Chen used it more powerfully, and it fully demonstrated the essence of [王王王球].

Next, Jiang Chen played a few more Shaolin martial arts, which made them amazed.

"There is such a genius in this world, and his talent is better than that of Master Bodhidharma. It's really an eye-opener."

"Master Master Xuan Cheng's senior brother who forcibly practices Shaolin martial arts and becomes obsessed with evil spirits. He also asked the master to take action to treat him."

"It's too late. I have advised him not to practice three times. Unfortunately, she is obsessed with martial arts, does not listen to the persuasion, and forcibly practices thirteen unique skills. Now she is sick and has no choice but to the old monk."

The others looked at Jiang Chen.

"Don't watch it. I can't compare to the monks in terms of medical skills, so I can't do anything about it."

Actually, Jiang Chen was too lazy to go and see it.

If he wants to heal, there will definitely be a way, but he doesn't want to waste so much effort.

"Monster, I want to compete with you in martial arts. I don't know if I can give you a chance."

"The old monk is just thinking this."

Everyone was very curious when they heard that the two masters wanted to compete in martial arts. They were very curious. What level of martial arts they had reached? If they could gain some insights, they would benefit a lot.

The two came to the martial arts training ground in Shaolin Temple.

At this time, the heroes in the world did not leave. When they heard that the monks of Shaolin Temple and Jiang Chen were going to compete, they all rushed to stop and watch.

A Zhu and Wan'er and other familiar people came over.

They were not worried because they were very confident in Jiang Chen's martial arts.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan and other top experts stood on the other side to watch.

This martial arts training ground is a place where Shaolin monks get up to practice morning every day. The square is very wide, enough for them to show their skills.

At this time, Jiang Chen and the sweeping monk stood opposite each other. One was of great temperament, with a face as jade as a crown, a white robe flying, a long hair on his head flying, and a long sword in his hand, like a sword immortal.

Another monk's robe in green had gray hair and aging face, and a thin body. However, his eyes were like lightning, his face was kind and upright, and he looked very much like a monk.

Everyone was discussing who this old monk was. He was able to compete with Jiang Chen, but someone heard someone explaining that this old monk was the number one master in Shaolin. He had been hiding in the Sutra Pavilion for 70 years and had reached the level of power.

After hearing this, everyone was amazed and said that this time, the real value of going to Shaolin was.

The two peerless masters are facing each other, I really look forward to who will win and who will lose.

Although the two of them were still moving at this time, their aura had already collided, which was more dangerous than fisting to flesh.

As the two men's aura grew, a strong wind suddenly blew around them, and the leaves of the ancient trees beside them fell one after another, and even the branches were cut off and fell down.

The people who were close to him felt this pressure and were so scared that they sweated. The legs and feet were shaking their ropes without being in control. Until they retreated to a certain distance, the suffocation feeling disappeared.

Thinking about what I felt just now, I feel scared when I think about it.

This is the real master. Just the momentum bursting from one's body can easily crush them.

At this moment, the sweeping monk finally moved. He stepped forward and came to Jiang Chen in an instant. He slapped Jiang Chen's lower abdomen as fast as lightning. When his palm was about to touch Jiang Chen's clothes, Jiang Chen's body suddenly fell down, his body was still, and then he kicked his legs and flew backwards.

The monk sweeping the floor turned his palm into a knife and slashed in the air. A sharp energy shook towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen flew up, without dodging, but quickly formed seals with his hands. [Note that this is not a ninjutsu], there was a faint golden light in his body, and a blast bell formed in an instant. The energy hit the illusory blast bell, and sparks appeared. A clanging sound was the sound of metal hitting.

"It's [Golden Bell Cover]."

Several masters of Shaolin immediately recognized this skill.

[Golden Bell Cover] is one of the four great masters of Shaolin. It is the second set of peerless martial arts created by a generation of martial arts master [Bodhidharma] who felt that the [Boy's Craft] had not reached the [Fullying Extreme Realm] before.

[Golden Bell Cover] is a set of supreme magical skills that are both internal and external, divided into twelve levels. Each level is more difficult than the previous level. If a practitioner can pass the twelve levels, he will definitely be invincible in the world!

[Golden Bell Cover] is known as the best defense in the world. After the twelfth level is complete, it is not only [Vajra Indestructible], but also not afraid of [Water, Fire, Poison], but also [Sleepless] and its ability to [Infinite] is extremely magical. Even if you have not reached the Yuanmaster realm, the Golden Bell Cover has the ability to reverse shock when attacked. The higher the level, the stronger the same body protection ability. When facing the enemy, the stronger the countershock force against the enemy.

Of course, Jiang Chen's [Golden Bell Cover] has not yet reached the highest level.

This unique skill is not inferior to [Yi Jin Jing].

Next, we went back and forth, and everyone was so excited after watching it. The 72 unique skills of Shaolin were presented to everyone one by one, which was a visual feast.

The seventy-two unique skills were easily used in their hands, and the time was just right, which was simply amazing.

At this time, Jiumozhi, Murong Fu and others realized Jiang Chen's terror, and they had no idea of ​​fighting for strength.

Sure enough, the Sweeping Monk had practiced the [Yi Jin Jing] and practiced this technique to the highest level.

The sweeping monk was indeed compassionate. Although he was powerful, he was always there and did not die.

The same is true for Jiang Chen. Competitions and competitions are not life-and-death duels.

Jiang Chen has a lot of things to learn, including Shaolin martial arts, Xiaoyao Sect martial arts, and Murong's unique skills.

The two fought happily, and Jiang Chen also had a lot of insights during the battle.

At this time, the speed of the two men soared to the extreme. Their figures appeared in the east and flashed in the west. They had shallow skills, and sometimes their eyes could not keep up.

As time goes by, Jiang Chen is becoming more and more adept at using the seventy-two unique skills, and he uses the moves he wants, and the sweeping monk gradually feels pressure.

The sweeping monk was surprised that Jiang Chen was so fast that he could absorb his strengths and combine his own moves in the battle. He was really a terrifying monster.

The two of them had a cup of tea, but they were still in their previous state, and their physical strength and internal strength did not regress at all.

Seeing the sweeping monk's body floating and agile and unsteady, Jiang Chen's ten fingers came out at the same time, and the [Six-Meridian Divine Sword] shot out the sword energy at the same time.

"It's [Six-Meridian Divine Sword]!"

Jiumozhi and Duan Yu shouted at the same time.

Jiang Chen's ten fingers kept firing out like a machine gun, which made the sweeping monk dodge.

Duan Zhengchun didn't expect that Jiang Chen would actually know the unique skills of Tianlong Temple [Six-Meridian Divine Sword]. The monks in Tianlong Temple could only use one sword. Even his son's [Six-Meridian Divine Sword] was still very powerful. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen would use the [Six-Meridian Divine Sword] so casually.

Jiang Chen finished shooting at the sweeping monk with a scattered shot. His body shook and he instantly came to him to use the [Tianshan Six Yang Palm]. The sweeping monk is worthy of being the number one master of the Tianlong, and he can actually resolve his moves.

Jiang Chen's aura changed and used the [Taizu Changquan] with the intention of fist.

Xiao Feng did not expect that Jiang Chen's [Taizu Changquan] was much more powerful than he used, and the artistic conception of the boxing moves was extraordinary.

It was another cup of tea, and the two of them had not yet decided on the outcome.

At this time, the two of them stood on the branches, their bodies shaking with the branches, but they seemed to stick to the branches, and they could not fall no matter how they swayed. Their bodies seemed to have no weight, and they stood on branches as thick as chopsticks, but the branches were not bent.

Azhu and Wan'er looked at Jiang Chen with an obsession, feeling extremely proud. This is the man they chose.

"Omitabha, the donor's martial arts are indeed very powerful. You probably only use half of your strength, and I have already moved the nine levels of strength. Don't be stalemate. Let's decide the winner with one move."

"The monk offended."

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, his body's momentum suddenly changed, and a special artistic conception was revealed in his body. Everyone in the distance had swords in their hands, and the sword body kept trembling, and then they flew out of their scabbards and flew towards Jiang Chen. Hundreds of long swords circling around Jiang Chen's body. The long sword seemed to recognize his master, very happy.

Everyone was shocked inexplicably. Looking at the flying swords hovering in the sky, it was so spectacular, it was simply a magical skill.

The sweeping monk was also surprised.

He knew that he had to give his all at this time. He waved his hands and gathered all his strength in his palms.
To be continued...