Longevity, step by step to the highest

As the dust settled on the battle, Abbot Jueyuan completely put away his contemptuous thoughts.

He looked at the "Iron Three Strong" who defeated Yuan Zhen, and he didn't even sweat.

He knew that this thick-browed man was not as rough as he looked.

Whether it was strength or mind.

"The Iron Donor has profound skills, and Yuan Zhen lost this time in the martial arts."

"Brother Jueming, you are the deputy head of the Arhat Hall. Next, it will be your turn to compete with this Iron Donor."

"Control the 'intensity', remember!"

A monk about fifty years old with a bronze complexion walked out of the crowd. He understood what the abbot said and his eyes understood.

Wu Ping looked at Jueyuan, who had a kind face, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes. He hadn't said that he wanted to continue the competition. What did the abbot mean?

Moreover, he defeated Yuan Zhen in a martial arts competition, and the next battle was a competition. It must be said that as the abbot of Qinglin Temple, he still spoke very well.

And when the word "strength" was mentioned, a strange color flashed in his eyes. Did he really think he didn't see it?

Although he understood the other party's little tricks, Wu Ping didn't say anything to stop him.

He came to Qinglin Temple to see its 72 unique skills.

Competing with those monks with more advanced martial arts is exactly what he needs.

"Donor Tie, please!"

After Jueming finished speaking, the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" was activated, and he stood in a horse stance. His already copper-yellow skin became even yellower and emitted a little light.

"Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" is one of the top ten skills in the 72 unique skills in Qinglin Temple. It can directly reach the master level, but it is extremely difficult to practice to perfection.

The legendary perfect "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" will create copper skin and iron bones, and a strong defense, and can even withstand the attack of the peak master martial artist.

Although Jueming has not practiced this magic skill to perfection, he is only one step away from the master.

His own combat power is enough to rank in the top three under the Grandmaster of the entire Qinglin Temple.

This is also where he is most confident. He believes that even if he stands still, the top three in the "Innate" realm cannot break his defense.

Wu Ping looked at Jueming, who was covered in bronze, and was basically sure of the martial arts he practiced.

Before coming to Qinglin Temple, he had some understanding of the martial arts and characteristics of the four strongest forces in the world.

The defense of "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" is indeed strong, but so what?

With the help of the purple qi of the Great Dao, Wu Ping's martial arts path, every step is to reach the limit before naturally breaking through. Even if he does not show the strength of the Grandmaster realm, he has the confidence to defeat his opponent.

Can't break the defense?

Not possible...

The Bull Fist was used again, hitting Jueming's chest directly.

This martial arts has long been practiced to perfection in Wu Ping's hands. Although it is the most basic martial arts, with the bonus of his own strength, it is not an exaggeration to call it the "Divine Bull Fist".

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out in the square, as if it really hit the brass.

The powerful force made Jueming take a step back. Although he was not injured, he felt a little chest tightness.

The plain and simple blow not only shocked Jueming, but also a flash of surprise on the calm face of Abbot Jueyuan.

They all clearly felt that this "Iron Three Strong" was the Xiantian realm.

But can the Xiantian realm be so strong?

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Before the two of them could think, Wu Ping threw three plain and simple punches again, but each one was stronger than the last.

With waves of pain in his chest, Jueming no longer dared to underestimate his opponent.

The words "control the strength" said by the abbot flashed through his mind.

He still remembered that Jueyuan had said this to Yuanzhen not long ago.

Not knowing the opponent's strength, making them suffer...

But these words can only be thought in Jueming's mind. At the moment, he still has to use all his strength to fight against this extremely difficult "Iron Three Strong".

"Vajra Finger!"

Jueming no longer defends completely and shouts loudly.

The Vajra Finger perfectly cooperates with the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" to use it. The power is concentrated on the index finger, which is more powerful than the simple Vajra Finger.

Seeing that the opponent is no longer just defending, Wu Ping also uses his finger power to compete in strength. He is not afraid at all.

Point to point, the two index fingers collide and stick together.

For a while, they are evenly matched.

"This... Iron Three Strong can actually take on the Vajra Finger of the Deputy First Seat with a single finger. I am not wronged to lose." Yuan Zhen, who was watching the game, exclaimed.

Wu Ping's face did not change, but he was very impressed by the two skills of "Vajra Finger" and "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art".

Only he knew that the reason for such a battle effect was not because the two skills of Qinglin Temple were not strong, but because he was too strong.

Although Wu PingAfter suppressing the realm, he could still control the power, but the toughness of his body could not be changed.

At this time, a flash of red flashed across Jueming's copper-yellow face, and the meridians on his forehead bulged.

"Dengdeng..."

He exerted force again, but was knocked back. Jueming's face changed for a while, and he did not attack again. Instead, he put his hands together and looked at Wu Ping, who had a calm face.

"Donor Tie has profound skills. It is difficult to find an opponent in the Xiantian realm. This battle, I am defeated."

"Master, you have profound Buddhist teachings. I just won by luck."

"The 72 unique skills of Qinglin Temple are all famous. Master, you only use two of them, and you have such combat power."

"I want to try other Qinglin unique skills. I wonder if you can help me?"

After Wu Ping finished speaking, he looked at the abbot Jueyuan.

Jueyuan was thoughtful. He did not rush to reply, but he had some doubts in his heart: Is this Tie Sanqiang really in the Xiantian realm?

Could it be that the master suppressed the realm?

If it is true, it is not a shame for a disciple of Qinglin Temple to be defeated by a master.

If it is not true, I am afraid that this person is really hard to beat in the realm of innateness, and the reputation of Qinglin Temple is probably not safe.

When did such a strong man appear in the world!

Should we send the heads of each hall in the realm of master?

For a moment, Jueyuan was a little difficult to make a decision.

Then, he planned to ask Jueming after the battle and make plans.

After all, the person in charge is "clear".

"Brother, the donor Tie wants to see other unique skills of my Qinglin Temple. Who do you think will be better to fight?"

Jueming said "Ma Ma Bi" in his heart about the abbot's behavior of kicking the ball to him, but he did not dare to not answer.

After a little thought, he had the answer in his heart.

"Brother Abbot, Donor Tie is in the Xiantian realm, and his fighting power is unparalleled. Since he can't do it alone, let's try the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation of my Qinglin Temple."

"Eighteen bronze men have practiced two unique skills of my Qinglin Temple, which adds up to thirty-six skills. Although they are all in the early stage of Xiantian, they can be combined with the formation to make endless changes."

"Whether it is attack or defense, they can do everything."

"Under the Grandmaster, I'm afraid no one can get through!"

As soon as Jueming finished speaking, Jueyuan's eyes lit up. This method is very good!

Wu Ping also showed an expression of eagerness to try, and couldn't help but give Jueming a "thumbs-up" in his heart!

He was still worried about how to experience the seventy-two unique skills. He couldn't challenge them one by one and fight them in a round-robin battle.

Qinglin Temple is not stupid, and I'm afraid they won't agree.

Now they have to challenge the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation, and they can experience thirty-six unique skills at once. This is simply a pillow for those who are sleepy. God operation!