115. Defeat the leader with three punches

As Zhong Jing's words came out, everyone in the Ming Cult immediately became serious. Only then did he have the demeanor of the leader of the Ming Cult.

"What, what I said is unreasonable? Master Zhong?" Xie Ying asked.

"If more than a hundred people come to Kunlun Mountain from Shaolin Temple, it will be really hard. But my Mingjiao is not a small sect. It's not that easy for you to take away my ice silkworms just based on your empty words. I am willing

Returning one is for the sake of the Shaolin Temple. If you want to push it further, we are not afraid of your Shaolin Temple."

As soon as he finished speaking, the members of the Ming Cult already had the idea of ​​taking action. This was not just a few people, but almost all of them. No wonder he was regarded as the incarnation of Ming Zun. His appeal in the Ming Cult was really strong.

Zhong Jing continued: "And as far as I know, your abbot has just passed away. Do you still want Shaolin Temple to get into trouble with the Mingjiao?"

"Oh! It seems that Master Zhong just went to the Central Plains. How else would he know about this?" Xie Ying asked curiously.

Zhong Jing did not hide anything and said directly: "Yes, I recruited this disciple in the Central Plains. Not long after your abbot passed away, you brought people to Kunlun Mountain. I am a little curious, are you really Shaolin disciples?"

"It's useless to talk more. I'm going to decide on this ice silkworm. How can Master Zhong agree to it? We might as well make a clear path."

It would obviously not be good to snatch something from their leader in front of so many people. If a fight really broke out, that would not be good either. I believe Zhong Jing would not do this either.

"No, it's not that the stars have changed. Both the techniques and the use of Qi are different." Wang Yuyan shook her head, denying her previous guess.

Zhong Jing asked again: "But what kind of boxing technique did you use just now? It looks ordinary, but it is so powerful."

In Xie Ying's opinion, according to the conventions in the arena, martial arts competition is the best way. After all, a chaotic battle involving hundreds of people is really not good-looking. Therefore, unlike wars between various countries in the arena, the one who plays the decisive role is often the one at the top.

There are a small number of people, but most of them are just supporting the scene.

Zhong Jing, who was opposite Xie Ying, was also frightened. He guessed that Xie Ying might have extraordinary strength. After all, he easily subdued Dharma King Dharma, but he didn't expect to be so powerful.

Although this punch did not have the power of running, the force was greater than the previous one. Zhong Jing knew that he was still too weak to rely on his own teleportation, so he had no choice but to punch him as well.

"Is there a big shift in the world? What level have you reached in practice?" Xie Ying asked with a smile, knowingly.

"Then the leader has admitted defeat?" Xie Ying asked.

The two stood opposite each other, and the people around them also consciously made way for a spacious space.

With no other choice, he had no choice but to use his last trick, turning his palms and using his true energy to shift the force, and finally deflected Xie Ying's punch to the side.

"The stars have changed?" Wang Yuyan, who had been silent since arriving at Guangmingding, still spoke up. She had always been extremely interested in martial arts.

Sure enough, Zhong Jing weighed it for a while and finally said: "The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple are famous all over the world, but I have never had the chance to meet them. I wonder if you can let me see them?"

"I lost!" Zhong Jing nodded and responded, "The ice silkworm is yours."

Zhong Jing used both palms to push towards Xie Ying. This was the "Jun Tian Palm" in the Great Nine Heavens Palm, and it was the palm with the strongest defensive power in this set of palms.

Although Zhong Jing was pushed back far, he was not injured. He smiled bitterly and said: "Monk, you are really a bit too much. You are so young but have such strength. I am really envious and jealous."

He didn't know that the person across from him could also move the world, and he had reached the highest level of practice, which was a level that the founder of this martial art had not reached.

Xie Ying chuckled softly, then moved, quickly crossed the distance between the two, raised his fist and struck the opponent's head.

"Isn't Arhat Quan the most basic form of boxing in Shaolin Temple? And the boxing technique he used just now is so sophisticated that I can't avoid it. This is not consistent with Arhat Quan!" Zhong Jing was confused, and then guessed, "It must be from Shaolin Temple.

There is also a profound and exquisite form of Luohan Quan, which has never been known to outsiders."

"This is my secular nephew. Now he is learning from me. I will teach him some basic boxing and kicking skills."

"This is not good!" Xie Ying was a little reluctant.

Xie Ying asked: "If I win, will Master Zhong give me the ice silkworms?"

"Oh! Your nephew seems to be about the same age as my apprentice. Why don't you let these two children compete and learn from each other, so that my apprentice can see the elegance of his peers."

"So fast!" Feng Wei thought sadly, "If I were opposite him, I might not be able to react at all."

Xie Ying just smiled, did not answer, and then punched him again. He did not use his higher level of the Great Shift to show off.

Facing his punch, Zhong Jing felt a little suffocated, as if no matter how he responded, the opponent had a back-up plan waiting for him.

"What is this?" Zhong Jing asked.

His speed was so fast that even Feng Wei, Fan Ye and others could barely see his figure clearly, and couldn't help but look surprised. The four Dharma Kings were even more unbearable.

Since studying the stone carvings in the back hall of Lingjiu Palace, her martial arts attainments have advanced by leaps and bounds. Even her level of small phaseless skills has improved a lot, so she can quickly distinguish the difference between the Great Shift of the Universe and the Star Shift.

"See if the force of this punch can be transferred."

"If you beat me, I'll give you the ice silkworm." Zhong Jing nodded. Just now he saw the powerful Dharma King being held to the neck by Xie Ying with his own sword, so he knew that Xie Ying's martial arts was also extraordinary. If someone else came, he would be afraid

Not sure either.

When Xie Xin, who had been following Xie Xin, saw that Xie Ying had won, he was also proud of You. He immediately said proudly: "Uncle is so powerful. He defeated the leader in three punches."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!" Xie Ying quickly used her eyes to signal him not to talk too much.

But Xie Ying seemed to be overwhelming, breaking down the defense set up by Zhong Jing's hands. With a "chi" sound, Zhong Jing stepped on the ground and scratched backwards. Although his body did not fall down, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was not Xie Ying.

Ying's opponent.

Zhong Jing clasped his hands behind his back, showing a masterly attitude. After all, he was older than Xie Ying, so he said: "You go first!"

"Bang", Xie Ying punched forward and remained motionless. Zhong Jing, on the other hand, swayed a few times. Just now he used all his strength to use the Great Nine Heavens Palm, but he barely managed to receive the opponent's punch.

But such a simple question frightened Zhong Jing. The Great Shift of the Universe was a martial art that only the leader of the Ming Cult knew. How could outsiders know about it?

"Shaolin Arhat Boxing." Xie Ying replied calmly.

"Master Zhong, you lost." Xie Ying stood up with her fists closed and said to Zhong Jing.

"Okay, another punch!" Xie Ying praised, then clenched his fist and punched Zhong Jing.

"Don't worry, no matter what the result is, the ice silkworm will be given to you." Zhong Jing thought Xie Ying was afraid of losing, so he said quickly.

He saw that Xie Xin had never become a monk, but the lay disciples of the Shaolin Temple had learned the exquisite kung fu of the Shaolin Temple. And his own disciples had been trained in separate circles since childhood, and because of their outstanding talents, they were already among the best among their peers in the Ming Cult.

"Okay then!" Xie Ying agreed reluctantly.

Then he whispered to his nephew: "Be gentle!"
Chapter completed!