Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 173 Lin Jing, the first battle is a victory (five more chapters, monthly tickets plus more chapters)
After Wu Zu's speech that shocked the whole audience, Ye Kong didn't say much nonsense. After emphasizing a few rules, he announced the official start of the martial arts conference.

The martial arts competition is divided into nine levels of supreme realm. The first to take to the field to compete are naturally the cultivators at the first level of supreme realm.

Due to the large number of contestants, each round of competition must first be preceded by a melee, and only sixty-four spots will remain in the end.

There was nothing that could be done about it. There were too many First-Rank Supremes who came here to join in the fun. If they were to fight one by one... the commentator Ye Kong felt that even if he became an Earth Supreme, he would still be at risk of fainting due to his saliva running dry.

And to put it bluntly, sixty-four is already a large number. If it were one hundred and twenty-eight, there would certainly be many people whose supreme dharma bodies would be exactly the same, and the audience would not be very interested.

Rays of spiritual power flew into the arena where a space expansion formation had already been set up. A spiritual power fight broke out and thousands of supreme dharma bodies appeared. At first glance, many of their supreme dharma bodies were even the same kind, and it was difficult to tell who was better in terms of momentum.

"The first round of the melee is about to begin. All participating Supremes please ensure your own safety. Although this chief referee and the other referees will be ready to rescue people at any time, please also be prepared. Remember, you only have one life."

Ye Kong soared into the sky from the rostrum, holding a trumpet-shaped artifact and broadcasting to the entire venue. Dozens of referees with the cultivation level of Earth Supremes fell behind him, showing the power of the chief referee.

"We are waiting to thank King Ye for his teachings!"

A large number of first-rank supreme beings, including Lin Jing, responded by clasping their fists, looking at Ye Kong with eyes full of admiration.

The name "King Ye" comes from the Daqian Palace. During the Holy Abyss War, Ye Kong killed two Heavenly Demon Emperors in a row and collected their demon souls, and naturally was promoted to the Demon Slayer King.

Regarding this new colleague who helped him and once showed a fighting ability that was not inferior to or even stronger than his own, Qin Tian said that everyone in Daqian Palace always welcomes the new Demon Slayer to come and inspect.

"Since everyone is ready, let's begin." Ye Kong nodded and waved his sleeves, announcing the start of the battle.

The battle between the First-Rank Supremes was very intense. The various immature fighting methods opened Ye Kong's eyes. The turn-based fighting methods where you punch and I kick were already considered to have some technical content.

Watching the process of these weaklings fighting each other, Ye Kong remembered a saying: The path of the strong leads to the same destination, while the path of the weak is full of twists and turns.

The group of people were fighting excitedly and soon blood was seen. Ye Kong and a group of referees immediately stepped in to rescue the injured. They looked around the field with their divine eyes, ready to take action at any time.

An hour later, the fierce scene was gone, and sixty-four first-grade supreme beings, including Lin Jing, stood out, almost all of whom had perfected their cultivation.

Their spiritual power was almost exhausted after the fierce battle. The Martial Ancestor waved his hand and sprinkled a rain of spiritual light containing the breath of life to heal everyone.

After a quarter of an hour's rest, the ring match officially began. "Mr. Ying Jing", who was the most connected person in the match, was lucky enough to draw the number one order and was the first to officially go on stage.

"The intense battle has ended. The next person to take the field is the independent cultivator Ying Jing. Her opponent is the monk Gangwu from the Vajra Zhengfa Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jing and a burly monk with a scar on his face were covered by beams of light and appeared on both sides of the battlefield.

Looking at the monk Gangwu who came from the Vajra Dharma Sect, Ye Kong's eyes moved slightly. There was nothing wrong with the monk Gangwu's own cultivation aura, but the Vajra Dharma Sect he came from was one of the super forces in the Holy Buddha Continent that secretly obstructed the Vajra Academy from killing demons. It was very unclean.

As far as he knew, the founder of the Vajra Dharma Sect seemed to be a powerful figure from a certain lineage of Mount Xumi in the past. In terms of historical origins, it was even older than that of Mount Dalingshan. In terms of inheritance, it had some similarities with the Vajra Temple of Mount Dalingshan, and was proficient in body refining methods.

After he got on stage, seeing his opponent looking so weak, Monk Gangwu laughed out loud, not taking his opponent seriously at all:

"Little donor, your skills in disguising yourself as a man are too poor. Even I can see through you at a glance. It's better not to show off your ugliness!"

Lin Jing originally thought that his opponent looked down on his strength and was about to get angry, but he didn't expect that he was actually mocking his poor disguise skills. His momentum immediately weakened by three points, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't look down on others, you big monk! It would be easy for me to deal with you!"

"Haha, then it depends on your ability!" Gangwu laughed loudly, and rushed to Lin Jing with his fat body and punched him on the head. The fist was so strong that the sound of air exploding was heard.

"This big monk is really strong. Fortunately, I am not weak either."

Lin Jing narrowed his eyes, and swung his delicate fist towards his opponent's fist. The power was just as strong and not inferior to that of his opponent.

At the same time, a burst of crisp cold air burst out from the surface of his fist, like a fist of ice crystal. A piercing dark force erupted from the moment the two people touched, shocking Gangwu's whole body to stiffen, and he retreated repeatedly, leaving a long mark on the ground.

"Oh my, my little donor, your boxing skills are amazing!"

Monk Gangwu cried out in pain. He suffered a great loss as soon as they started fighting. The coldness in Lin Jing's fist was so terrible that even his body, which had been cultivated for many years, could not withstand it and he was shivering with cold.

"Humph, it's good to know how powerful you are!"

Lin Jingqing shouted, and rushed forward in two steps, swinging his fists and pursuing the opponent. His fighting style was in stark contrast to his thin body.

Sister Qingxuan said that her idol had taught her many times that when fighting with an enemy, she should do her best to interrupt the opponent's chance to fight back and knock the opponent down as much as possible; since her idol said so, she should just follow his example! A cold wind blew around Lin Jing, and she soared into the sky, imitating the way Ye Kong in the newspaper shot out a divine tablet and killed the Demon Emperor Duan Tian. Layers of ice crystals appeared on the surface of her hands, reflecting a cold light in the sun, and they were extremely hard.

Her fists slammed down like hail. Although her aim was poor and her blows were not precise, the firepower still suppressed the opponent to the point of suffocation.

Obviously, in terms of the strength of spiritual power, Monk Gangwu was completely inferior to Lin Jing and was suppressed.

Moreover, Lin Jing's attack was obviously an extraordinary boxing technique. In Ye Kong's opinion, it should have reached the level of a great technique, and it was in perfect harmony with his Qi and seemed natural.

"The boxing technique is so smooth, could it be that it was tailor-made for her by her Aunt Bing?"

Lin Jing was not only lazy but also had no interest in cultivation. The fact that he could punch so smoothly made Ye Kong suspicious.

Not long after, Gangwu, who was beaten black and blue, screamed, and the Supreme Sea shining with golden light appeared behind him. Then he fell into it, using his own Supreme Sea to buy a chance to catch his breath.

Lin Jing, who had won the first battle, was very proud and said:

"Humph, you want to escape? Ask me first before you tell me with my Ice Crystal Explosion Fist! If you don't surrender, I will freeze your Supreme Sea as well!"

As she spoke, spiritual power rippled in front of her, and nine spiritual fist prints as white as snow and as cold as the wind fell down, creating waves hundreds of feet high.

The cold wind blew past, and the place where Lin Jing was standing was like ice and snow. Heavy snow fell down, and it actually had the tendency to freeze Monk Gangwu's Supreme Sea Ice!

"Little donor, if you can take this move of mine, I will admit defeat on the spot!"

A scream was heard from the Supreme Sea, and a Supreme Dharmakāya over a thousand feet tall carried Monk Gangwu out. The entire body of this Dharmakāya seemed to be made of gold. The Dharmakāya had its palms clasped together, and a golden bowl a hundred feet in size was suspended in front of it. The surface of the golden bowl was covered with ancient runes, as if a large amount of liquid was condensed inside.

Number 73 on the Supreme Dharmakaya List: Vajra Dharmakaya!
Looking at this Dharma body, Ye Kong inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity. It looked quite familiar, but it was a pity that its ranking was too low.

"Supreme magical power, the Vajra Heaven-Destroying Bowl!"

Monk Gangwu roared, and the golden bowl trembled violently. A golden torrent spurted out from the mouth of the bowl, and then split into more golden torrents, which were covered with runes and rushed towards Lin Jing.

Lin Jing did not dodge or evade, and even a hint of pride appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The corner of Ye Kong's mouth twitched slightly when he noticed the girl's little action. This girl...how many records of his had she read?
The torrent rushed over and smashed Lin Jing's body into pieces, and with a "crack" it exploded into pieces of broken ice mirror.

"What?!" Gangwu was shocked and realized he had fallen into a trap.

At this moment, a soft fist landed on his vest. The continuous punch force penetrated his defense and knocked him flying. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood in the air and fell to the ground.

Monk Gangwu was seriously injured, and his Supreme Sea and Vajra Dharmakaya also dissipated. A pretty girl appeared from where the Vajra Dharmakaya stood, and waved to Ye Kong in the air with a smile.

"It's quite capable."

Ye Kong secretly praised him and concluded:
"In this battle, Ying Jing displayed extraordinary combat awareness, powerful physical strength, and profound spiritual power. She also made full use of the characteristics of ice-attributed spiritual power and developed a set of combat methods that are very suitable for her. She can be said to be a combat genius!

Monk Gangwu's physical strength is not weak, but it is much worse than contestant Ying Jing. He also has shortcomings in other aspects. There is a lot of room for improvement. I hope he will continue to work hard and make breakthroughs in the future.

Next, the chief referee announces that Ying Jing wins the first match of this round!"

"Great!"

Lin Jing, who won the first battle, jumped up excitedly. It turned out that reading the idol's newspaper was useful. The idol really thought highly of him.

At this time, Miss Lin decided that she would be the long-term sponsor of Tianji Pavilion newspaper.

Ye Kong nodded slightly to show encouragement, waved his hand and sent the two out of the field, preparing for the next battle.

Fortunately, it’s not a big problem and this fan is easy to deal with.

There's nothing wrong with the innocent and lovely Lin Jing, and Xiao Wen should be fine too, but what about you, Xiao Xiao? What kind of surprise will you prepare for me?

Looking somewhere in the crowd, Ye Kong secretly told himself that it was not the time to relax.

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