Ying Jian saw Xuzhu helping Abbot Xuan Ci up, and his heart moved.
"This little master should be a disciple of the Arhat Hall, right?”
Ying Jian looked at Xu Zhu and asked.
"Yes."
Xu Zhu nodded.
He was wearing the practice monk robes of Arhat Hall, so it was not strange to see him at a glance.
Xuan Ci suddenly felt a little nervous.
Ying Jian knew that he had an affair with Ye Erniang, so he must know that Xu Zhu was his son.
What was Ying Jian trying to do?
"I've long heard that Master Xuandu of the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple is a master of Flower-pinching Finger.”
"This one has also practiced the Flower-pinching Finger before. I wonder if I can experience it?”
Ying Jian looked at Abbot Xuan Ci with an indifferent expression, but there was an undeniable tone in his voice.
Abbot Xuan Ci was silent for a moment.
"Since this benefactor wants to test Junior Brother Xuandu's Flower-pinching Finger, you can take him there.”
Abbot Xuan Ci looked at Xuzhu and ordered.
"Yes, Abbot."
Xu Zhu nodded in agreement.
He brought Ying Jian and the others towards Arhat Hall.
Abbot Xuan Ci watched Ying Jian and the others leave and sighed inwardly.
His face was filled with bitterness.
……
Arhat Hall.
This was Shaolin's Foreign Affairs Hall. It often received foreign guests and dealt with challenges from all sides.
When Xuandu learned that Ying Jian had defeated Abbot Xuan Ci with one palm, he was secretly shocked.
Such strength was naturally not something he could match.
"Benefactor, your martial arts are powerful. This poor monk is no match for you.”
Xuandu said indifferently.
"I came here this time to discuss the Flower-pinching Finger with Grandmaster.”
"We won't use any other martial arts.”
"Grandmaster, please enlighten me."
Ying Jian said sincerely.
Xuandu muttered a Buddhist name in a low voice. He was a little tempted.
After all.
He had been immersed in the Flower-pinching Finger for many years and thought that he had a deep understanding of the Flower-pinching Finger.
Although the other party had defeated Abbot Xuan Ci, he had used a cultivation technique from another sect.
If he could defeat the other party with the Flower-pinching Finger, would he be able to save Shaolin Temple's face?
However…
Since the other party had issued a challenge, he naturally had the intention to win.
For a moment.
Xuandu found it hard to make a decision.
"As long as Grandmaster and this little master can take my finger, I will lose.”
"How is it?"
Ying Jian provoked him again.
When Xuandu heard this, he was greatly moved.
He looked at Xu Zhu.
He knew that although Xuzhu's aptitude was mediocre, he had a solid foundation.
If the two of them worked together, they should be able to block the other party's finger.
"Alright, I'll do it. Since benefactor is so determined, This Penniless Monk can only agree.”
"Please."
Xuandu brought Xuzhu to the side.
Both sides stood facing each other.
Many disciples of the Arhat Hall surrounded him.
"This person wants to challenge the Chief Monk with Flower-pinching Finger?”
"The strongest Flower-pinching Finger in the world is the Chief Monk. How can he win?”
"He's just a madman who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.”
"The First Seat will definitely win."
When Huanhuan and Shi Feixuan heard the monks 'discussion, they looked at each other.?
They were also a little nervous.
On the stage.
"Master, please."
Ying Jian stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at Xuandu, letting him make the first move.
Xuandu understood that Ying Jian must have a high cultivation level to be able to defeat Abbot Xuan Ci with one palm strike.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Xuandu didn't argue.
"Xuzhu, transfer all your zhenqi into my body.”
Xuandu ordered.
"Yes, Chief."
Xu Zhu nodded in agreement.
He channeled his Genuine Qi into Xuandu's back.
The two of them learned the same Shaolin martial arts and were of the same origin.
After Xuandu received Xuzhu's cultivation, his monk robe swelled up and burst out with a surging aura.
When the surrounding monks saw this, their confidence increased.
"First Seat will win!"
"As expected of my Arhat Hall's Chief. His strength is really too strong.”
"The man opposite should be starting to regret it.”
On the stage.
Ying Jian calmly watched Xuan Du circulate his Zhen Qi, but didn't interrupt him.
In his eyes, such strength was still not worth mentioning.
"Patron, be careful!"
"Flower-pinching Finger!"
Xuandu shouted and pointed out.
A majestic energy rushed towards Ying Jian.
"Good timing."
"Flower-pinching Finger!"
Ying Jian smiled and also pointed out.
At this moment.
Ying Jian's body shone with a faint golden light, and a wisp of Buddha's nature was born.
At this moment.
Ying Jian seemed to have transformed into an eminent monk, smiling as he picked up a flower, looking carefree and at ease.
The two forces collided.
Boom!
A visible shockwave spread out like a gale.
Everyone hurriedly circulated their energy to resist, preventing themselves from being blown away.
Ying Jian's qi power crushed Xuandu's qi power, and he shot towards Xuandu like a sharp arrow.
"Golden Bell Shield!"
Xuandu put his palms together and a golden bell shadow appeared around him.
Clang!
The golden bell phantom shattered instantly.
"Puff!"
Xuandu was hit by the powerful force and coughed out a large mouthful of blood.
When the monks saw this scene, they immediately became anxious.
"Chief! Are you alright?"
"Protect the Chief!"
Don't hurt the Chief!"
The monks roared and were about to rush over.
Xuandu suppressed the surging blood in his body.
"Silence."
Xuandu shouted at the monks to stop.
"Thank you for holding back, benefactor. This Penniless Monk has lost."
Xuandu felt a bit bitter. He didn't expect his strongest Flower-pinching Finger to be defeated.
"Thank you."
Ying Jian nodded slightly.
At this moment, he had already heard the system notification.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the luck supporting character Xuandu. You have received 40 luck points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the Lucky Protagonist, Xu Zhu. You have received 200 luck points!”
Ying Jian nodded inwardly.
Sure enough, the luck value of the Lucky Protagonist was higher. One Void Bamboo gave him 200 points.
In this way, he had gathered 500 luck points.
It was better to challenge more Lucky Protagonists.
Ying Jian quickly thought of Tian Long Temple's Duan Yu.
It was time to go over.
……
Scripture Depository.
An old monk was cleaning the pavilion.
It was the sweeping monk.
Abbot Xuan Ci walked in and saluted the sweeping monk with his palms pressed together. Then, he told him about Ying Jian, who had come to challenge Shaolin today.
"Ying Jian defeated my Vajra Palm with a single Cloud Striking Palm, and then defeated Junior Brother Xuandu's Flower-pinching Finger with his Flower-pinching Finger.”
"I just don't know why my Shaolin Temple's Flower-pinching Finger is wandering outside.”
Abbot Xuan Ci was a little worried.
"Although the 72 ultimate techniques are the treasures of Shaolin, they are not unique to Shaolin.”
"This Ying Jian must have had some fortuitous encounter to be able to cultivate the Flower-pinching Finger.”
"This Ying Jian's martial arts are extraordinary. He has probably reached the Transcendent State and is the first person in the world in a thousand years.”
The sweeping monk sighed.
"The first person in a thousand years!"
Abbot Xuan Ci was completely stunned.
He didn't expect the sweeping monk to have such a high evaluation of Ying Jian.
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