One person: I was already fighting the Heavenly Master, but the system just came

When the Palm Splitting Air was thrown, everyone thought that Ding Shiman would be able to win easily, but they did not expect that the opponent could easily transform the airflow brought by the Palm Splitting Air into a soft force and dissipate it into nothingness.

"This……"

Everyone held their breath and continued to watch the battle between the two sides.

"What a great splitting palm! I'll also give you a ghost needle."

After saying that, the fat man actually used a vicious and hidden move.

The other party used a special method to inject his internal force into an extremely fine needle-shaped energy body, which shot silently towards Ding Shimaan.

Once hit by the ghost gate needle, the energy needle will destroy the circulation of qi and blood in the body's meridians, causing unbearable pain and even loss of combat effectiveness.

The martial artist flicked his finger, and the needle shot out in a flash of light.

Ding Shimaan was not in a hurry and performed the earth-walking magic.

Ding Shimaan can merge himself with the power of the earth, and can briefly escape underground to move quickly, just like Tuxingsun.

The attack of the Ghost Gate Needle was defeated on its own, and Ding Shimaan used the Earth-Walking Magic to attack the opponent unexpectedly from under his feet.

Everyone watched as Ding Shimaan's body was surrounded by an ochre-colored light and slowly sank into the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the trainer with that ray of light and attacked him from behind.

The two fought hard and all kinds of tactics were used.

The other party finally couldn't help but use his real means.

I saw the other party waving his hands, and as he waved his sleeves, the Buddha's light appeared faintly.

Every move, every breath, contains the strength and compassion of Buddhism.

The flesh on that man's face sometimes appeared as soft as water, and sometimes became as ferocious as a mad beast.

His moves change frequently, unlike those of an ordinary Buddhist disciple.

"What sect or school is this from? It's so strange!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the martial artist.

But no one present could answer where this move came from.

Everyone looked at each other, secretly guessing the identity of this mysterious man.

“I’ve never heard of such a powerful young master in Buddhism. Who is he?” An old man from the same Buddhist sect stroked his beard, his face full of confusion.

A Buddhist actually wears a purple robe.

Purple robe, is it arrogant?
The people under Wu Gensheng should not be underestimated, as their backgrounds are even more bizarre.

First it was Lin Yufeng, then it was Gucci Hall, and this time, who will it be?

There are only a handful of powerful masters in the world who are related to Buddhism.

At this time, Master Jiekong, who was also a Buddhist, frowned slightly, his eyes deep, as if he saw through something.

After coughing, Master Jiekong slowly said, "This person is most likely Avalokitesvara."

Acalanatha was one of the thirty-six famous people back then!

Everyone knew that Wu Gensheng was involved with quite a few of the thirty-six people, but they didn't expect that Wu Lou Jin Gang was also accepted by Wu Gensheng.

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and turned their eyes to Master Jie Kong with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Avalokitesvara? Wasn't he there before... Why did he suddenly appear here?"

"It seems that the secrets behind the thirty-six people back then all lie with Wu Gensheng."

"What methods does Wu Gensheng have? Humph. How abominable."

Everyone was talking, and the noise was endless.

Master Jiekong sighed lightly and did not respond to those words.

No matter what the truth behind it is, the current situation cannot be changed.

The Vajra of No Leakage, who had disappeared for many years, did not die, nor did he disappear into obscurity and retreat from the world.

On the contrary, under Wu Gensheng's command, he did not even wear a mask, but dressed in a purple robe and caused trouble.

Even though he has committed many evil deeds, who could recognize him as the Vajra of the past?
Master Jiekong felt a faint sense of power in his heart, so he slowly scanned the crowd and finally fell on a masked man.

He could clearly sense the Buddhist aura emanating from the other person. That aura was so familiar, as if it came from the depths of his distant memory.

The eyes beneath the mask were also looking at Jie Kong quietly. There seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes, but they were blocked by the thin mask.

No need for words, everything is clear in the heart with just one glance.

On the battlefield, the battle between Ding Shimaan and Wulou Vajra has entered a white-hot stage.

Ding Shimaan knew very well how powerful his opponent was and dared not slack off at all. He used all his skills.

Ding Shimaan put all his strength into every move and every style.

And the Vajra without leaks is still as strong as before, which also shows that his Buddhist teachings are profound.

The moves fully displayed the exquisiteness of Buddhism, and the Buddha's light protecting his body made it difficult for Ding Shimaan's attacks to be fully effective.

Thinking of Ding Shimaan's arrogance and disdain before he came up, Wulou Vajra was trying to earn back the face he had not just opened his mouth to refute through his moves.

"Ding Shiman, don't think you can win easily. Today is the day you die!"

Vajra shouted loudly and suddenly took out a string of Buddhist beads from his purple robe.

There are a total of 108 Buddhist beads on the bracelet. They are made of elm wood and polished to a wood color, but for some reason they have some purple light in the flashing golden light.

At a command from Vajra Avalokitesvara, the Buddhist beads in his hand scattered in the air and flew towards Ding Shimaan like shooting stars.

Just when everyone was worried about Ding Shimaan, Ding Shimaan flashed and dodged the attack of the Buddhist beads by moving sideways.

At the same time, he slapped out with his backhand, the wind from his palm was whistling, and with an overwhelming force, he attacked again with his palm.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me!" Ding Shimaan snorted coldly.

The two figures crisscrossed on the battlefield, and for a moment it was difficult to tell who was better.

The people watching the game on the sidelines were excited and their hearts were pounding.

"This kind of duel between masters is rare to see in a century. Today is really an eye-opener!" A young disciple said excitedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yes, but I don't know who will win in the end. The situation in this battle is really unpredictable." A middle-aged swordsman shook his head slightly, his face solemn.

The battle lasted for a long time, and Ding Shimaan was secretly anxious. He knew very well that this was not a long-term solution.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to use Buddhist methods, perhaps he could compete with the Anuttara.

Ding Shimaan was seen putting his hands together and muttering something. After a moment, a powerful Buddhist power surged out of his body, and his figure was actually shrouded in a layer of golden Buddhist light.

"What? Ding Shimaan actually knows Buddhist techniques."

Heart disease needs to be cured by heart medicine, and the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.

"Two Buddhists are fighting each other. Now it's getting exciting." Many people came over to watch the fun.

The Buddhist teachings were circulated in the world in a chaotic and mixed manner.

I didn't expect that Ding Shimaan, the head of Quanxing Sect, had also taught himself some Buddhist teachings.

Using your own amateur skills to challenge others' expertise is an act of courage.

But other people don’t know that Ding Shimaan was born next to Buddhism and has a very good affinity with Buddhism.

Ding Shimaan has been practicing with the host since he was a child. Although it seems to have nothing to do with Buddhism, only he himself knows the depth of the connection between them.

Just when others found it difficult to understand, Ding Shimaan directly used his strength to tell everyone his thoughts.

"The lion's roar of Buddhism!" Ding Shian spread his legs and planted them on the ground, and shouted loudly. The sound waves swept towards Avalokitesvara like a surging tide. Avalokitesvara's face changed, and he was also very surprised. He never thought that Ding Shian would actually restrain his Buddhism.

Ding Shimaan's Buddhism is naturally nothing compared to his, and unfortunately, the Buddhist sects have to use their skills to restrain each other.

Wulou Vajra hurriedly used Buddhist techniques to resist.

In an instant, the Buddha's light and sound waves collided with each other, making an earth-shaking roar.

The powerful impact force spread in all directions, and the surrounding branches were broken by the powerful impact force.

The people watching the fight on the sidelines used their internal energy to resist in order to avoid being affected.

In this attack, both sides were evenly matched. Both were knocked back several steps, with traces of blood flowing from the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that both of them had suffered serious internal injuries.

On the battlefield shrouded in flying dust and murderous atmosphere, Ding Shimaan and Wulou Vajra stood face to face.

The two men wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and when their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.

The silence at this moment is like the calm sea before the storm.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for a shocking battle to break out.

Wulou Jin Gang took the lead in attacking. He suddenly shouted, "Damn it, come again!"

As he spoke, Vajra's muscles bulged.

However, when the battle started, no one had expected that Wulou Vajra would actually use the Vajra Angry Fist again.

Wulou Vajra's boxing skills are extremely powerful, and every punch he throws is accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, just like Vajra descending to the world, glaring with anger, wanting to subdue demons and monsters.

Wherever the fist wind reached, the sand and rocks on the ground were blown up, forming small sandstorms.

With a roar, King Kong's furious fist swept towards Ding Shimaan.

Ding Shimaan stood firmly on his feet and performed Tai Chi Cloud Hands calmly.

His hands seemed to be moving through the clouds and mist, gently and skillfully dissolving the fierce fist of Vajra.

The power of Tai Chi was so powerful that it drew those sandstorm-like punches to the sides one by one, exploding beside him and raising a cloud of dust.

When Wulou Vajra saw that Vajra's angry fist was easily dispelled, his fighting spirit became even stronger.

He suddenly changed his moves, turned his body, and used the Arhat Golden Body Step.

"The steps of Wulou Vajra are really strange and changeable. Ding Shimanan should be careful."

Everyone who saw this gasped.

If it were them, they would have probably died under that angry Vajra fist just now.

Vajra was very focused, and every step he took seemed to be accompanied by the phantom of Arhat, and his body appeared and disappeared as he moved.

In an instant, Vajra moved close to Ding Shimaan and then used the Weituo Pestle to subdue demons.

Vajra raised his arms high, and with a tremendous force, like the Heavenly General Weituo holding a demon-subduing pestle, he smashed down hard at Ding Shimaan.

Ding Shimaan's eyes focused, he tapped his feet lightly, and performed the Bagua Dragon Step.

His figure was as agile as a dragon, and he dodged the powerful blow by leaning sideways at the critical moment.

The "Weituo Pestle" smashed into the ground with a deafening sound, creating a deep hole in the ground and cracks spreading in all directions like a spider web.

Ding Shimaan took advantage of the moment when the Vajra Unleashed move was suspended and quickly counterattacked.

He quickly formed seals with his hands and whispered, "Six Ding and Six Jia Seals, trapped!"

Six rays of light flew out from his hands, interweaving into a mysterious formation in the air, and enveloped the Vajra.

Vajra felt the danger approaching, and a layer of golden Buddha light emanated from his body, and he cast the Buddha Light Protection Mantra.

The golden Buddha light was like an indestructible shield, covering his entire body.

The moment the sealing formation mixed with the golden shield collided with Wei Tuo's Demon-Subduing Pestle, a red light emanated from the sky.

At the moment when the sealing formation dissipated, Vajra Wulou launched an attack again.

He put his palms together and chanted the scripture: "Great Sun Tathagata Palm!"

Then, Vajra Wulou slowly pushed out his palms, and a stream of hot energy surged out from his palms, gathering in the air to form a huge golden palm print.

The palm print was like the palm of Vairocana Tathagata descending into the world, pressing towards Ding Shimaan with the aura of destroying everything.

Ding Shimaan took a deep breath, and in the silent stalemate, a hint of determination suddenly flashed in Ding Shimaan's eyes.

Ding Shimaan quickly calmed down, closed his eyes, and took the attack head-on.

After one move, he retreated dozens of steps and vomited blood.

At this point, both of them had consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, but the flame of battle was still burning in their hearts.

The others were particularly shocked. "Why would Ding Shiman choose to take it with his bare hands? This?"

At this time, someone stood up to explain.

"Humph, it looks like Ding Shimaan took it with his bare hands, but you didn't see that Ding Shimaan was infusing Qi in the opposite direction of the Vairocana Palm to attack the opponent."

But now both of them are sweating profusely and seem to be seriously injured.

It's not a good idea to continue fighting like this. Either both sides will be exhausted to death, or it will end in a draw.

Everyone thought the battle would end in a draw.

Ding Shimaan was looking for the weakness of Wulou Jin Gang in the back, ready to give him a fatal blow.

Ding Shimaan saw the right opportunity and shouted, "Buddhist Dragon Elephant Prajna Power!" He once again used that powerful killing move.

A dazzling light rushed towards the Anuttara Vajra.

Vajra Wulou quickly took action to block it, and the string of Buddhist beads flew out one after another, and the purple light shot straight into the sky.

But as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power got closer and closer, blood continued to seep out of the corners of Vajra's mouth.

Finally, the Buddhist beads broke, and Vajra Avalokitesvara could no longer resist. After being hit by the light, his body slowly fell down.

"This! I've never seen Ding Shimaan use such a move!" Everyone was extremely surprised.

Although this move is called the Buddhist Dragon Elephant Prajna Power, it is not a Buddhist method.

"Surprisingly, he was killed instantly!"

"Buddhist Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita, this?!"

Even Master Jiekong next to him squinted his eyes in thought. He had read countless ancient Buddhist scriptures, but had never seen related exercises.

But both the start and the process of this move indeed come from Buddhism.

"This kind of technique doesn't look like something that a mere Quanxing Sect leader like Ding Shiman could have created..."

Ding Shimaan looked at the fallen Vajra and smiled coldly.

"This is what Senior Chu Yang taught me!"

As soon as the source was revealed, everyone around was extremely surprised.

"Ah! Chu Yang!"

Others looked at Chu Yang on the altar in shock, only to see Chu Yang as if he was in an empty space, with his eyes closed, meditating in the air, looking extremely calm.

Although he could not see what was happening, he understood it clearly in his mind, like a mirror reflecting the moon.

But most people were smiling. People like Chu Yang were probably the legendary one who quietly accomplished great things, right? (End of this chapter)