The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

"Are you looking at me?"

Xiao Xunzuo muttered, his heart beating a little fast.

Could it be that these two guys thought that I was very powerful when they saw me sitting here, and wanted to challenge me?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Xun couldn't calm down anymore.

If someone really wants to challenge him later, wouldn't he be making a fool of himself?

Ahead, Xuanzheng concluded with "combat with the same family, click until the end". After returning to the seat and sitting down, the exchange battle officially began.

Now, everyone's eyes were all on the lay disciple's position.

According to the rules, lay disciples will take the initiative to take the initiative to challenge other lay disciples or Shaolin monks.

moment.

Among the lay disciples, a young man sitting in the third row stood up and said with a light smile, "Since no one wants to be No.1, then I, Chen Qingzhi, will do my part."

While speaking, this lay disciple named Chen Qingzhi had already stood in the middle of the martial arts stage, facing the thirty Shaolin monks opposite, cupped his hands and said: "I don't know which senior brother is willing to take the initiative to teach you."

"Luohantang Huifeng, I would like to learn from Senior Brother Chen's tricks."

A white-clothed monk sitting in the back row got up and walked out, and came to a place two feet away from Chen Qingzhi.

The two of them each said something politely, and then put on a posture.

Xiao Xun sat up straight, his eyes were shining brightly.

This was the first battle he actually watched after coming to this world.

Boom~!

Almost at the same time, the two stepped on the ground with their right feet and rushed toward each other like shells.

Fists and feet meet, and figures intertwine.

After running two steps away from each other, they turned around at the same time and rushed towards each other again.

Bang~!

Bang~!

Bang!

Fists and feet collided, making dull bangs.

Xiao Xun watched intently, his brows gradually furrowed.

It seems, a little slow.

It seems that the strength is not enough.

It seems that fists and feet are still a little frivolous.

How angry?

Why don't you release your true energy to fight?

"it is good!"

In the big square, there was a loud shout of excitement suddenly.

What's the good thing? Is there a lot of movement?

Xiao Xun slandered.

I have some doubts in my heart.

The strength shown by these two people at this moment seems to be... average.

After more than 30 strokes.

Chen Qingzhi and Huifeng stopped briefly, but they were still two feet apart.

"Amitabha, I don't know if my junior brother will be lucky enough to learn the plum blossom palm of Senior Brother Chen?" Hui Feng asked.

Chen Qingzhi smiled and said, "Brother Huifeng was joking, I am very interested in your powerful vajra legs."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and rushed towards each other again, more than twice as fast as the previous battle.

Swish~!

Huifeng jumped up, his right leg swept forward, his legs were windy;

Chen Qingzhi waved his hands, leaving behind many afterimages, like plum blossoms falling in frost, and the wind whistling in his palms.

"Is that vigor?"

Xiao Xun's eyes lit up, and he saw that the legs and palms of Chen Qingzhi and Huifeng hadn't touched each other yet, and there seemed to be waves in the space between the legs and palms.

Vigorous.

True Qi is released through fists, palms, legs, etc., forming an invisible force.

The battle between the two was very fierce, their respective speeds were extremely fast, and there were shouts of 'hello' in the square one after another.

Xiao Xun focused on the vigor from the two of them, he yearned for it but feared it at the same time.

Imagine if one's fist can emit energy, before the fist hits the enemy, the energy is already on the body, and when the enemy is busy resisting the energy, the fist has arrived.

It's like having two attacks with one punch.

While watching, Xiao Xun noticed that the Qi from Chen Qingzhi's palms had weakened a bit, guessing that Chen Qingzhi should be about to lose.

After another three moves, Xiao Xun was sure that if Huifeng kicked again, Chen Qingzhi would be kicked away.

however.

Huifeng not only did not move forward, but took two steps back.

"I lost." Chen Qingzhi sighed.

"Assigned."

Huifeng clasped his hands together, saluted, then turned around and returned to his seat to sit down.

Xiao Xun pouted.

"not bad."

The middle-aged man with a square face sitting on the right side of Abbot Xuanzheng said with a smile.

Xuanzheng said: "I made Prince Xia laugh."

"Lord Xia?"

Xiao Xun turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man with a square face.

After traveling to this world for four years, Xiao Xun has more or less understood something.

The prince surnamed Xia should only be owned by the Xiaoxia Kingdom in the south of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The royal family of the Xiaoxia Kingdom is the Xia Clan, originally a martial arts family in the Central Plains, and later established the Xia Kingdom in the south of the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Because of the small size of the country, the national power is completely incomparable with that of the Great Zhou, so the world often calls the Xia Kingdom the Little Xia Kingdom.

The Prince Xia's senses are very keen, he noticed Xiao Xun looking back at him, he smiled and said: "Little Master, what do you think of the battle just now?"

"This is Xia Dechun, the northern king of Xia Guotong." Xuan Chi introduced Xiao Xun, and then introduced Xiao Xun to Xia Dechun, "His name is Huiwu."

Speaking of this, another lay disciple and a Shaolin disciple stood in the middle of the martial arts stage.

Xiao Xun had originally focused his attention on the martial arts stage, but when he heard Xia Dechun's voice, his eyelids twitched.

What do you ask me for?

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

"Disciple Huiwu, I have met Lord Xia." Xiao Xun turned his head again and greeted Xia Dechun.

Xia Dechun smiled and said, "It turned out to be little master Huiwu. How did you feel about the battle just now?"

The rest of the outsiders also looked at Huiwu.

Hui Wu glanced at Xuan Chi, hoping that this master uncle could help him out.

Xuan Chi said softly: "There is no need to worry about anything, you can say whatever you think."

"Yes." Xiao Xun said helplessly, "It's pretty nice."

The young man with the knife on his back sneered suddenly, and said, "Are you trying to say that they don't like it?"

"Chen'er, don't be rude." The miserable middle-aged man with the erhu lightly reprimanded him.

Xiao Xun glanced at the young man with the sword on his back, and said sincerely, "The benefactor's sword is also quite beautiful."

"Huh?" The expression of the young man with the knife in his hand sank at that moment.

Doesn't this mean that his knife is also fancy but not useful?

"Pfft~."

The young man in brocade clothes sitting cross-legged behind Xia Dechun couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" The boy with the knife glared at the young man in brocade clothes.

"No." The young man in brocade clothes hastily waved his hands and shook his head.

Seeing that the young man in brocade clothes attracted the firepower of the young man with a sword, Xiao Xun smiled and looked towards the direction of the martial arts stage again.

"Master, why can't I feel the fluctuation of true energy in his body?"

At this moment, a low female voice came to Xiao Xun's ears.

Xiao Xun's face suddenly turned red.

Although the sound was small, everyone present basically heard it.

Except for the miserable middle-aged man with the erhu in his hand, the other five outsiders looked at Xiao Xun vaguely.

Even Abbot Xuanzheng couldn't help but look sideways at him.

"The appearance is good, so he is also a guy who is not useful, right?" the boy with the knife muttered.

"Made, I'll just take it as you praised me for being handsome." Xiao Xun cursed secretly, comforting himself like this.

"It's really strange, I didn't feel any real energy fluctuations in Master Huiwu's body." Xia Dechun said in surprise.

"Without true energy, how does true energy fluctuate?"

Xiao Xun secretly rolled his eyes, pretending not to hear, his eyes were fixed on the competition on the martial arts arena.

However, his eyes were looking at Yanwutai, but his ears couldn't help but listen to the voice behind him.

Chapter 48

"I can't see through it even if I'm a teacher." Dangzhuang Taoist said in a low voice.

Xuan Chi said: "Hui Wu's situation is special, everyone should watch the battle first."

While speaking, the battle on the martial arts arena was drawing to a close.

This time, the winner is a lay disciple.

After the two returned to their seats, another lay disciple with a sword got up and walked to the middle of the martial arts platform.

This person did not look at the thirty Shaolin disciples on the opposite side, but looked at Abbot Xuanzheng.

"Disciple Li Huan, I have met you seniors." Li Huan clasped his sword and fist, and bowed towards the direction of Xuanzheng.

"Children of the Li family in Qingzhou." The dignified Taoist whispered.

"Who do you want to challenge?" Xuanzheng asked.

Li Huan's eyes first glanced at the young man with the knife, then at the young man in brocade clothes, then at the young girl with bright eyes, and finally set his sights on Xiao Xun.

"I don't know if this senior brother can enlighten me."

Li Huan looked at Xiao Xun and said.

Although he was much older than Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun was able to sit in front of a group of eminent Shaolin monks, and it was not an exaggeration to call him "senior brother".

Xiao Xun's face twitched slightly.

I am not yet an adult, you are a young man challenging me as a minor, are you ashamed? !

Xuan Chi frowned, just as he was about to help Xiao Xun, he saw the little King Kong among lay disciples walking out.