Zuo Lengchan had another feeling in his heart, he only felt that Song Qingshu's palm technique was getting smoother and smoother, and he was afraid that if he went down like this, the other party might really be able to integrate several different styles of palm techniques.

And there is a trace of the mind to defeat Song Qingshu, just now he was defeated with a sword, if he can win him, the prestige of the Songshan faction and himself will be in full swing, thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan's heart moved, and he fought with great internal strength, and carried the cold ice true qi to his fingertips, and slowly pointed towards the other party.

Song Qingshu felt a pang in his heart, knowing that this was Zuo Lengchan's trick Cold Ice True Qi, but he had the heart to try his Divine True Qi of the Strongest and Most Yang, and he didn't dodge it, and won it with one punch.

The fists and fingers intersected, and the two people who were as fast as lightning just now suddenly settled down.The rest of the people on the top of the Jade Emperor looked at it, Zuo Lengchan's face became more and more pale, and a trace of frost was frozen on the stone slab where his feet were standing, but Song Qingshu had a solemn expression, and a faint red light flashed on his face.

"National teacher, will Song Gongzi be okay?" Seeing that Zuo Lengchan was able to freeze all the stone slabs into ice, Duo Long was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but sweat for Song Qingshu.

How do you know that Gu Mozhi smiled at ease: "You can rest assured, the master competes with internal strength, and the victory or defeat is originally between the first line.

Zuo Lengchan in the field heard Gu Mozhi's comments, and was shocked, thinking that in order to show off, he often deliberately let Han Bing's true qi leak out, attracting the admiration and admiration of his disciples, who knew that in the eyes of real masters, it was so unbearable.

The people of Mount Tai saw Zuo Lengchan squirting a mouthful of blood, retreating more than ten feet, his teeth clenched, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Song Qingshu calmed down the chaotic true qi in his body and smiled faintly: "The first game was our victory." Turned around and walked back.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had won a game, Gu Mozhi suddenly felt that this competition had been nine out of ten, smiled loudly, came out of the crowd, stood in the middle of the field, and looked around at the heroes: "The Great Qing Dynasty National Teacher, the Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi, has long admired the masters of the Central Plains like clouds, and I have come to ask for advice."

Everyone on the top of the Jade Emperor changed color, but for a while they couldn't think of anyone who could beat him, and the Golden Snake King, who was recognized as the highest martial artist, thought that he was only five or five compared to him, and everyone unanimously decided to let him hide as a strange soldier, considering that he had already lost a game, the candidate for the second game would become a problem.

"Amitabha! I have heard for a long time that King Ming is proficient in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, and the old man is not talented, so dare to come and see it." With a Buddha call, Master Fang Zheng slowly walked to the field.

"What a King Kong lion roar!" Gu Mozhi's eyes lit up, and he only felt that purely in terms of internal strength, the other party did not seem to be under him.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the master of our temple Xuanbei was defeated at the hands of your Excellency in the Dali Body Ring Temple, dare to ask King Ming, I don't know if it is true?" Master Fang Zheng raised his head and stared at Gu Mozhi with burning eyes.

Killing the other party with the other party's famous stunt Wuxiang Robbery Finger is actually a proud battle in the life of Gu Mozhi, but considering the influence of politics, the language is unknown: "That monk has no Xiang Robbery Finger and has not learned home, and it is not uncommon to lose to the poor monk, as for who he died at the hands of later, the poor monk cannot know."

Hearing that he didn't obviously deny it, the people in the audience couldn't help but be in an uproar, Fang Zheng's eyes froze, and he slowly spoke: "Lao Wei will use a thousand hands to teach Your Excellency the so-called Shaolin Seventy-two stunts."

After speaking, he slapped a palm lightly, this palm move is ordinary, but the palm to the halfway, suddenly shook slightly, when a palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, eight palms become sixteen palms, and then transformed into thirty-two palms, the palm is unpredictable, each palm strikes, just halfway, has become several directions, the palm is fantastic.

Gu Mozhi admired in his heart, the palm technique is complicated but can make each palm power not disperse, when it is really a thousand hands such as the palm practice to the peak, the mind turned, has raised the hand, the right index finger and middle finger lightly touched, as a flower, gently to the other party three bullets.

Many disciples of low rank on the top of the mountain saw that his three bullets were really ordinary, and they couldn't compare with the momentum of Master Fang Zheng's Thousand Hands, and they all cheered.

However, the masters of the various factions saw that what Gu Mozhi made was indeed the authentic flower finger of Shaolin Temple, and in the blink of an eye, the palm prints in front of Fang Zheng suddenly collapsed a small half, and the sound of inverted colors around him stopped abruptly.

"The national teacher is good at martial arts!hahaha!" Duolong on the side was so relieved that he couldn't help but shout and cheer for him.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly when he looked at it on the side, thinking that Duolong was really an upright and enthusiastic man, so honest and cute.

Fang Zheng saw that the palm shadow was scattered, his expression froze, and his palms flicked outward, and the scattered palm shadow was completed, but the momentum of progress inevitably slowed down.

Gu Mozhi took the opportunity to attack, broke his palm with his fingers, and showed off his intentions, Doroye fingers, great wisdom has no definite fingers, goes to trouble fingers, and has no phase robbery fingers...... All kinds of Shaolin stunts emerge in endlessly, and the people in the audience are dazzled, thinking that this monk claims to be proficient in Shaolin seventy-two stunts, and it really deserves its name.

Master Fang Zheng carefully studied the Yijin Sutra, the internal strength has entered the realm, and the thousand hands such as the palm is the authentic Buddhism, although the wind is gradually falling, but it can also guard the door without losing.

Thinking that his stunts just now were dazzling enough, and he was about to make a quick attack to solve the battle, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly jumped out of the battle circle, and said to the other party with a blue face: "The master Yijin Sutra is really exquisite, and the poor monk admires it, and this competition should be a draw."

This change was unexpected, and the scene just now proved it. [,!] The master obviously defends more and attacks less, I'm afraid it won't last long, but I didn't expect Gu Mozhi to suddenly speak up.

Fang Zheng was also confused, and was about to ask, Gu Mozhi had already turned around and walked off the stage without saying a word, thinking that this battle was related to the survival of the Taishan faction, Fang Zheng sighed secretly, and acquiesced to this situation.

Everyone in Taishan applauded, thinking that the two strongest people on the other side had already competed, and this third game was won by their own side, and the previous battle book also stated that it was first, if it was a draw, it would also be regarded as a victory for the Taishan faction.

Seeing the carnival-like posture on the other side, Duolong was very puzzled and asked Gu Mozhi: "National teacher, why did you ...... just now?"

Kumachi had a gloomy face, didn't say a word, and didn't pay attention to him.

Song Qingshu thought for a while, and said softly: "Buddhism is seeking to cross the world, martial arts lies in killing, the two are opposite, Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, each kung fu can hurt people's vital points, take people's lives, fierce and ruthless, and do the heavenly harmony, is to use every stunt, must have the corresponding compassion Buddhism for the resolution, if not, the anger will penetrate deep into the viscera, the deeper it will be, and it will be a hundred times more powerful than any external poison......

It turns out that this scene is very similar to the martial arts competition of Zuo Lengzen, and then thinking of the ending of Gu Mozhi going crazy in the original book, Song Qingshu guessed a few points.

Listening to his words, Gu Mozhi's eyes first flashed with a fierce color, and then turned into a daze, he is a profound person of Buddhism after all, and gradually realized.

"It's time for the third game." Yuan Chengzhi slowly walked out of the crowd and looked at the three of them with a smile.

Seeing the iconic golden snake sword on the other party's back, Duolong's face turned pale.