Wuxia: Shaolin Fist
47 It seemed very ordinary.

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"Are you looking at me?"

Xiao Xun muttered, his heart beating a little faster.

Could it be that these two fellows think that I'm very powerful just because I'm sitting here and want to challenge me?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Xun could no longer remain calm.

If someone really challenged him later, wouldn't he make a fool of himself?

In front of them, Xuan Zheng concluded with the words," A competition between fellow disciples, stop at the end." After he returned to his seat and sat down, the battle exchange officially began.

At this moment, everyone's gazes were all placed in the direction of the secular disciples.

According to the rules, the secular disciples would take the initiative to step forward. They could challenge other secular disciples or Shaolin monks.

Moments later.

Among the layman disciples, a young man sitting in the third row stood up and chuckled."Since no one is willing to be the first, then I, Chen Qingzhi, will take up the responsibility.”

As he spoke, the secular disciple called Chen Qingzhi stood in the middle of the martial arts stage. He faced the 30 Shaolin monks opposite him and cupped his hands."I wonder which senior brother is willing to take the initiative to teach me.”

"Arhat Hall's Hui Feng is willing to experience Senior Brother Chen's brilliant moves.”

A white-robed monk sitting in the back row stood up and walked out. He came to a spot twenty feet away from Chen Qingzhi.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries and got into a stance.

Xiao Xun sat up straight, his eyes shining brightly.

This was the first battle he had seen since he came to this world.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, the two of them stomped on the ground with their right feet and charged at each other like cannonballs.

Fists and kicks met, figures crisscrossed.

After each of them took two steps away, they turned around and charged at each other again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Fists and kicks collided, producing a series of dull explosions.

Xiao Xun watched attentively, his brows gradually knitting together.

It seemed a little slow.

It seemed like he didn't have enough strength.

It seemed that his punches and kicks were a little frivolous.

Where was his True Qi?

Why didn't he release his true qi to fight?

"Good!"

An excited shout suddenly sounded in the big square.

What was good about it? Was there a lot of movement?

Xiao Xun cursed.

He was a little puzzled.

The strength displayed by these two people at this moment seemed to be…ordinary.

Thirty moves later.

Chen Qing Zhi and Hui Feng stopped momentarily, still two zhang apart.

"Amitabha. I wonder if Junior Brother has the honor of experiencing Senior Brother Chen's Plum Blossom Palm?”Hui Feng said.

"Senior Martial Brother Hui Feng, you must be joking. I'm very interested in your Great Strength Vajra Kick," said Chen Qingzhi with a smile.”

The two of them smiled at each other and charged at each other again. Their speed was more than double that of the previous battle.

Shua ~!

Hui Feng leaped up, his right leg sweeping forward, the wind from his leg biting cold;

Chen Qingzhi waved his hands, creating many afterimages like plum blossoms and frost.

"Is that Qi-Jin?"

Xiao Xun's eyes lit up, seeing that Chen Qing Zhi and Hui Feng's legs and palms had yet to come into contact, but the space between their legs and palms seemed to ripple.

Qi-Jin.

True Qi was released through fists, palms, and legs, forming an invisible force.

The battle between the two was very intense. Their speed was extremely fast, and the cheers of 'good' rose and fell in the square.

Xiao Xun focused on the Qi force that the two of them emitted. He yearned for it, but he was also afraid.

He imagined that if his fist could release a force, the force would have already arrived before his fist could hit the enemy. By the time the enemy was busy resisting the force, his fist would have arrived.

It was as if one punch had two attacks.

Just as he was watching, Xiao Xun noticed that the Qi-Jin emitted from Chen Qingzhi's palms had weakened a little. He guessed that Chen Qingzhi should be about to lose.

After another three moves, Xiao Xun was certain that if Hui Feng gave another kick, Chen Qingzhi would be directly sent flying.

However…

Not only did Hui Feng not step forward, he even took two steps back.

"I lost." Chen Qingzhi sighed.

"Thank you."

Hui Feng put his palms together and bowed, then turned around and returned to his seat.

Xiao Xun curled his lips.

"Not bad."

The square-faced middle-aged man sitting on the right side of the abbot said with a smile.

"I'm sorry to make a fool of myself in front of Prince Xia," said Xuan Zheng.”

"Prince Xia?"

Xiao Xun turned around and glanced at the square-faced middle-aged man.

After transmigrating to this world for four years, Xiao Xun more or less understood some things.

A Prince with the surname Xia should only be owned by the Xiao Xia Country in the south of the Great Zhou.

The royal family of the small Xia country was the Xia family. They were originally a martial arts aristocratic family in the central plains. Later, they established the Xia country in the south of the border of the Great Zhou.

Because the country was small, its national strength could not be compared to the Great Zhou Dynasty at all. Therefore, the people of the world called the Xia Country the Little Xia Country.

Prince Xia's senses were very sharp. Noticing that Xiao Xun had turned around to look at him, he smiled and said,""What did little master think of the battle just now?”

"This is Xia Country's North King, Xia De, Prince Chunxia.”Xuan Chi introduced Xiao Xun to Xia Dechun." He's called Hui Wu.”

As he spoke, a secular disciple and a Shaolin disciple stood in the middle of the martial arts stage.

Xiao Xun originally already had his gaze set on the martial arts stage. Hearing Xia Dechun's voice, his eyelids immediately twitched.

Why are you asking me?

I'm just a little novice monk who hasn't even cultivated the sense of qi.

"Disciple Huiwu greets Prince Xia.”Xiao Xun turned his head once more and called out to Xia Dechun.

"So it's Little Master Huiwu. What do you think of the battle just now?" Xia Dechun said with a smile.”

The other guests also looked at Huiwu.

Hui Wu looked at Xuan Chi, hoping that this grand-uncle could help him out.

" Don't worry about anything," Xuan Chi said gently." Just say what you think."”

"Yes." Xiao Xun was helpless and muttered," It's quite nice.”

The youth with the knife on his back suddenly sneered and said,"Are you trying to say that they are good-looking but useless?”

"Chen 'er, don't be rude." The sorrowful middle-aged man holding the erhu scolded softly.

Xiao Xun looked at the knife-carrying youth and said sincerely,""Benefactor's saber is also quite beautiful.”

"Hmm?" The knife-carrying youth's expression darkened.

Didn't this mean that his saber was also good-looking but useless?

"Pfft ~"

The young man in embroidered clothes sitting behind Xia Dechun could not help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" The knife-carrying youth glared at the embroidered-clothed youth.

"No." The young man hurriedly shook his head.

Seeing that the young man in embroidered clothes had attracted the blade-carrying young man's attention, Xiao Xun smiled and looked in the direction of the martial arts stage again.

"Master, why can't I feel any true qi fluctuations from his body?”

Right at this moment, a low female voice entered Xiao Xun's ears.

Xiao Xun's small face instantly turned slightly red.

Although the voice was soft, everyone present heard it.

Other than the sorrowful middle-aged man holding the erhu, the other five guests all looked at Xiao Xun.

Even the abbot Xuanzheng couldn't help but look sideways.

"He looks good. Could it be that he's also a good-looking but useless fellow?”the knife-carrying youth muttered.

"D * mn, I'll take it that you're praising me for being handsome.”Xiao Xun cursed in his heart and comforted himself like this.

"This is really strange. I didn't sense any true qi fluctuations from Little Master Huiwu's body either.”Xia Dechun asked in surprise.

"Without true qi, how can true qi fluctuate?”

Xiao Xun secretly rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear it, his eyes staring at the battle on the martial arts stage.

However, while his eyes were focused on the martial arts stage, his ears could not help but listen to the voices behind him.

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