Chapter 228 Jiumozhi succeeds in showing off and overwhelms the Shaoshi Mountain! As soon as Jiumozhi said this, all the Shaolin monks looked say that the 72 unique skills were stolen by Shaolin, and some say that Shaolin has tarnished the 72 unique skills. Every word and sentence is slandering the Shaolin Temple. And it happened in front of all the heroes in the world. If Shaolin Temple can tolerate this, then it will have to change its name to "Xuanwu Temple". "The King of Ming's martial arts are indeed extraordinary, but it is unworthy of a great monk to insult our Shaolin like this." Xuan Nan said angrily, "The 72 unique Shaolin skills are our Shaolin martial arts, and this is the consensus of the world. It is because these 72 unique skills are profound and unfathomable that we, the younger generation, have not been able to reach the pinnacle. It is our incompetence. But the King of Ming's words seem to deny that the 72 unique skills belong to our Shaolin. If the 72 unique skills are not owned by our Shaolin, then who owns them?" The monks of the Xuan generation still don't know that the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Library has been reduced to a public toilet, and masters from all over the world can come and go as they please. It was Li Qiushui and Wuyazi who first collected martial arts from all over the world and copied all 72 Shaolin unique skills into the Langhuan Blessed Land. Later, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo copied and practiced the seventy-two unique skills at will, and they became disabled and crazy. Jiumozhi did many things for Murong Fu and was also rewarded with many of the seventy-two unique skills. The mere seventy-two unique skills were no longer of much interest to Jiumozhi. Only for a guy like the one on Shenshan Mountain, the Seventy-two Secret Skills are the goddess he is bent on licking.
But for top masters like Murong Fu, the seventy-two unique skills are like girls in a nightclub and have been played to death long ago. If Xuan Nan knew this, he would not be so confident. "The 72 unique skills were created by Bodhidharma, and originally came from India. They are Indian martial arts. The Dalun Temple where I work is close to India, and I also got the 72 unique skills from India. What's more rare is that after years of hard training, I have mastered all 72 unique skills." Jiumozhi said calmly, "I dare not compare myself with Bodhidharma, but it's not difficult for me to surpass you Shaolin monks!" All the monks were shocked by Jiumozhi's arrogant words. The 72 Shaolin unique skills are all-encompassing. Some are leg techniques, some are finger techniques, some are exquisite internal strength, and some are fist and foot skills. It is already quite difficult for a Shaolin monk of the Xuan generation to be proficient in two or three of the relatively close ones. But with all 72 unique skills, this is almost impossible to do. In the previous generation of Shaolin, there was a monk who had thirteen unique skills and mastered thirteen schools and seventy-two unique skills. This is already an extremely rare thing. Although Jiumozhi is a martial arts expert, he looks to be only in his forties. How could he master 72 unique skills by himself? The Shaolin monks found it hard to believe. Xuan Ji said: "Ming Wang, you are a bit boastful and deceiving. How can one person possess 72 unique skills? Moreover, although the 72 unique skills were created by Bodhidharma, they have been refined by the monks of this temple for generations. They are completely different from the Indian martial arts. How can we generalize them?" Jiumozhi asked: "Could this be the Shaolin Master Xuanji?" Xuan Ji said: "It is this poor monk." Jiumozhi said: "I have heard that Master Xuanji is good at 'One Clap, Two Scattering Palms'. How about this, I will also use 'One Clap, Two Scattering Palms' to learn Master Xuanji's high skills. If Master Xuanji does not dare to fight, then I will take the initiative to admit defeat, so as not to lose face." Jiumozhi had said this, Xuanji naturally could not avoid fighting, and immediately said: "Please!" This battle concerns the reputation of Shaolin Temple. No one else can interfere, and only Shaolin disciples can take the lead. Xuan Ji calmed his mind and concentrated his thoughts, using all his life's skills to perform "One Strike, Two Scattered", one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills. There is only one move of "One slap, two scatters", and the "two scatters" means that if this palm hits a stone, the stone chips will scatter everywhere, and if it hits a person, the person's soul will be scattered. Although there is only one move, the power of this move is strong and unmatched, and is truly superior to any other palm technique in the world. Even though the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, the White Rainbow Palm, and even the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms, could exert their ultimate palm power, under the same level, it was impossible for them to exceed this "one hit and two scatters". As soon as this palm was thrown, all the heroes in the martial arts world cheered. They were all experts in martial arts and felt that Xuan Ji's palm was so powerful that it was almost impossible for a human body to resist it.
Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi just smiled slightly and used the same "One Strike, Two Scattered" move. His move was half a beat slower, but he was the first to arrive. boom! The two men's palms collided. Xuan Ji's legs became weak after being hit by Jiumozhi's palm and he could not stand steadily. Xuan Nan hurriedly stepped forward to support Xuan Ji to prevent him from making a fool of himself. "Thank you!" Jiumozhi smiled reservedly. The pleasure of successfully pretending to be cool made Jiumozhi feel like Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit, and every one of the three thousand pores on his body felt comfortable. “I am here to learn from you, the King!” Xuan Du was not convinced and jumped out immediately. He immediately took action and used the Flower-Picking Finger. The power of the Flower-Picking Finger is soft yet strong, and is a finger technique that is not inferior to the One-Yang Finger. Xuan Du is the Shaolin monk who is most proficient in the Flower-Picking Finger. When this Flower-Picking Finger is used, the gesture is elegant but the power is immense. Jiumozhi picked up a flower in his right hand, imitated Kasyapa's smile, and also used the flower finger to attack. The two men's finger forces intersected, and their Qi competed. Suddenly, Xuan Du's monk robe on the right shoulder was pierced, and blood splattered. Jiumozhi said, "Thank you!" Xuan Ji looked ashen, and felt that the Flower-Picking Finger he had learned was just a pirated martial art. When the heroes saw that Jiumozhi could defeat a senior monk of the Xuan family with just one move, and that he used the opponent's proud martial arts, they were all shocked by Jiumozhi's peerless martial arts and felt awe in their hearts. "This Tibetan national teacher really has the Murong family style!" "What do you mean by that?" "He used his opponent's unique skills to restrain him. Isn't that Murong's way of giving him a taste of his own medicine?" "That's true!" Hearing such discussions, Jiumozhi was not unhappy at all, but was very pleased. In his mind, Murong Fu had already been a true immortal on earth, and the unforgettable Iron Mountain Backbone was an insurmountable peak in his life. Being said to have the Murong family style is actually a compliment to him. The Shaolin side suffered two defeats in a row and was in disgrace. The monks couldn't help but look at Xuan Ci. The strongest monk in Shaolin in the past was Master Xuancheng. Master Xuancheng was the strongest in Shaolin in the past two hundred years. If his martial arts skills were not lost, even if he had not made any progress in more than thirty years, he could still force Jiumozhi to retreat. But Xuan Cheng is already a useless man, and the strongest person in Shaolin is Xuan Ci. Xuan Ci has superb internal strength and masters the three unique skills of "Kashaya Subduing Demons", "Prajna Palm" and "Vajra Palm". Especially the "Vajra Palm" is very difficult to practice. Only one monk can master it every hundred years. Xuan Ci is the one who has mastered the "Vajra Palm" in this generation. Under such circumstances, Xuan Ci had no choice but to take action. At that moment, Xuan Ci put his hands together and said, "Master, let me learn from your great skills!" "Please!" Although Jiumozhi's tone was aggressive, he was polite in his actions and still let Xuanci make the first move. Xuan Ci calmed his mind and used the Prajna Palm first. Jiumozhi was not in a hurry and also used the Prajna Palm. At this time, Xuan Ci had never faced Xiao Feng in combat, and had not yet comprehended the highest realm of the Prajna Palm. As soon as the two of them fought, Xuan Ci knew that he had lost.
However, Xuan Ci's internal strength is really very strong, which can reach about 70% of the internal strength of the cheating player You Tanzhi. He has a solid foundation and a steady lower body. He remains calm even after being defeated. He immediately changed his move and used the Vajra Palm. In Xuan Ci's hands, the Vajra Palm is a martial art that is not inferior to the Dragon Subduing Palm. The palm force in the air is extremely strong, with a momentum that can crush everything in its path. When Xiao Feng saw this, he was shocked and thought to himself: Abbot Xuanci is indeed a great monk, his skills and palm techniques are not inferior to mine. Jiumozhi also met the enemy with the Vajra Palm. Jiumozhi is an extremely skilled fighter. After being strengthened several times by Murong Fu, he is now even more powerful. The seventy-two unique skills he demonstrated this time were not acquired through tricks such as the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, but were acquired through his own practice. Unfortunately, Xuan Ci was also a "first-rate, peak-level" figure, just a little bit away from being a top master, or as later generations said, "half a step to the top." In addition, Xuan Ci had extremely rich practical experience, so Jiumozhi was unable to win with one more move. However, one move cannot win, but three moves can win. After the two men's palms collided three times, Xuan Ci's blood was shocked and he could only switch to the cassock to subdue demons. The red cassock fluttered up, blocking Jiumozhi's palm power. Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi quickly withdrew his palm power and used the cassock to subdue demons. The yellow monk robe flew out of his body and was controlled by the true energy. It was like a yellow little man, and he slapped Xuanci's cassock twice. boom! Xuan Ci took three steps back, his red cassock was torn into pieces and his face looked ugly. He had lost this battle completely. Jiumozhi waved his hand, and the Crane Controlling Skill was activated. The yellow monk robe came immediately and was automatically put on his body, showing his elegance. "Thank you!" Jiumozhi suppressed his smile and said modestly, "Abbot Xuanci is indeed the strongest man in Shaolin. I actually used five moves to barely win." Xuan Ci was distraught and extremely annoyed: If he had used less energy on Ye Erniang at the beginning, perhaps his martial arts would have improved further, and he would not have brought shame to Shaolin martial arts in front of all the heroes of the world today. Thinking of this, Xuan Ci almost burst into tears. The monks in Shaolin Temple were in deathly silence. Jiumozhi first broke the Arhat formation, then defeated Xuan Ji with one move, defeated Xuan Du with another move, and with five moves, he tore Xuan Ci's cassock into pieces. He no longer had the dignity of a leader and crushed Shaolin with his own strength. And this Jiumozhi is just a loyal dog under Murong Fu. With all the heroes in the world gathered together today, can they really deal with Murong Fu? "King Ming's martial arts are truly amazing. It seems that you have mastered all 72 unique skills?" Li Qinglu asked with a smile. "My martial arts, compared to Master Murong, are just like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky, or a mayfly seeing the blue sky. Master Murong's martial arts are beyond the ancient and modern times. Even the former Bodhidharma is just a little apprentice in front of Master Murong!" Jiumozhi has now evolved into the number one Murong Chui in Tianlong. He succeeded in pretending to be powerful, so he praised Murong Fu. "Shaolin Temple actually held a demon-slaying conference and found a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp to deal with Master Murong. It's like a group of sheep fighting a tiger. How ridiculous!" As Jiumozhi spoke, he looked at the plaque at the entrance of Shaolin Temple, and something in his mind moved him, so he said, "Since your Shaolin Temple skills are inferior to others and have tarnished the reputation of the 72 unique skills, why don't I take down the plaque of your Shaolin Temple and give it to Master Murong for appreciation!" As he said this, Jiumozhi was about to stand up and take down the plaque of Shaolin Temple. If you want to humiliate Shaolin, you must humiliate it severely! The weak should be stepped on, and the weak should be severely humiliated by the strong! Suddenly, a figure flashed by with extremely fast movements and blocked Jiumozhi's way. It was Xiao Feng. When everyone was surprised, Xiao Feng said, "Ming Wang, my teacher is Shaolin Master Xuan Ku, and I am also a Shaolin disciple. Ming Wang thinks that if you defeat all Shaolin disciples, you can humiliate Shaolin, but you have to get past me first!" The two looked into each other's eyes, full of passion. After confirming through their eyes, they both knew that they were very strong people. (End of this chapter)