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"We have a solution, let's go, follow me."
The four of them came to a sunken square.
There are people of all ages and genders gathered here, watching a performance.
"The strongest shield, waiting for the strongest spear?"
"Ten thousand alliance coins, one challenge opportunity."
"Break the defense within ten seconds and get a million alliance coins as a reward?"
"Shaolin's indestructible magical power, the 9372nd generation successor, Master Zhanhu!"
When I saw those banners and slogans, I realized that this was actually a challenging performance.
A strong man covered in gold powder, like a golden warrior, stood in the center of the field.
As long as you take out 10,000 alliance coins, you can go up and challenge this ancient martial arts monk named Zhan Hu.
This person practices the indestructible magical power of the Vajra, which involves practicing both internal and external skills to temper the physical body and protect the body.
To challenge, you are not allowed to use cultivation, medicine, weapons, or attack vital parts. You must attack head-on with fists and feet. The time limit is ten seconds.
In other words, pure brute force is used to break Zhan Hu's body-protecting aura.
"Hee, this is too simple! Isn't this giving us money?" Wu Yegui saw it and immediately became happy.
Several spectators nearby looked back in surprise and found that they were three girls. They were all quite disdainful.
"Little girl, the ignorant are fearless."
"Master Zhan Hu's indestructible diamond is among the top three in the Donghua Alliance."
¡°At the last alliance celebration performance, the alliance¡¯s chairman, Grandmaster Li of the Heaven Seizing Realm, personally took action, but he couldn¡¯t break through the defense with just one move!¡±
"I guess these little girls didn't pay attention to the restrictions. This requires pure physical strength and no cultivation."
Wu Yepei rolled her eyes, thinking that it was because you guys were ignorant.
Du Yun'er asked curiously: "Brother Ye Fan, can this person really block a blow from the heaven-striking realm?"
¡°Although this guy named Zhan Hu is only around the third level of spirit shaping, because he started practicing this kind of body protection magical skill, his physical strength has already exceeded the average immortality level.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: He is a master of the indestructible magic skill, the average monk can indeed resist a few attacks.
¡°It¡¯s reasonable for him to dare to set up a challenge here.¡±
Ye Fan himself knows this skill and can also tell the temperature of the fire. However, for Ye Fan, this skill is already a bit unskilled.
"Then he is not afraid that the Duotian cultivator will come to trouble him?"
"Sister Yun'er, do you think those who have the ability to break through his defense within ten seconds would be embarrassed enough to challenge him?" Shi Lanyu blinked.
When Du Yun'er heard this, she covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Maybe it's truefor example, some people who can't afford clothes."
At this time, another challenger who wanted to try took out 10,000 yuan and went on stage to experience it.
Zhan Hu put his hands together and bent down to salute. His resolute face was quite solemn.
A body-protecting Qi circulated out of him, and there seemed to be a golden shield in front of him, covering him.
¡°Master, I¡¯m offended!¡±
The man with the first level of spirit plasticity mustered up all his strength. His whole arm was taut with muscles. He stepped up with a lunge and aimed at Zhan Hu's chest with a "bang bang bang" and a series of jabs.
"However, Zhan Hu didn't move at all.
On the contrary, the man's hands were red and swollen, and he was defeated in less than ten seconds.
There were cheers once again on the field, marveling at the tyranny of this indestructible magical power.
¡°Everyone, that¡¯s it for today¡¯s display of Master Zhan Hu¡¯s indestructible magical power.
If you are interested in this Kung Fu, you can go to register information nearby. Those under the age of 16 need to be accompanied by a guardian
¡°Next, it¡¯s time to show off another of our Shaolin magical skills, the powerful Vajrapani.¡±
A bald host announced on the spot with a microphone.
?Obviously, this is more of an advertisement than a performance.
Nowadays, cultivation civilization is very popular, and every family has to compete for talents.
???????? Only by showing your kung fu in public can you attract new blood to join the sect.
As for the income from this display, it is actually nothing to these sect masters.
"It turns out they are here to recruit students. Wouldn't it be bad if we go to the gymnasium?"
Du Yun'er was a little hesitant, but as soon as she finished asking, she found that Wu Yelu beside her was no longer there.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minuteDown! "
Wu Yedi jumped into the arena, raised his hands and said: "I want to challenge!"
When the host saw that she was a petite girl, she looked somewhat contemptuous.
"This female benefactor, it's time to fight Master Tiger. Come back next time."
"No! I haven't gotten one million yet! Are you afraid?"
Zhan Hu frowned and said, "Female donor, don't try to anger this poor monk. The rules are the rules. If you really want to challenge it, come back next time."
"It's only been ten seconds, and the master is so scared? Could it be that he sees that I have some ability and shrinks from the battle?" Wu Yehui said with a smile.
The audience couldn¡¯t stand it anymore.
"Little girl! Get down quickly! Why are you so arrogant?"
"Master is too lazy to pay attention to you! Don't push your nose and face!"
"Master Zhan Hu, give her some color! I support you!"
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pushed his way through the crowd and walked to the venue and said, "Pe'er, forget it. You can't force it when the time is up. They're not over yet anyway."
"That's right, Pei'er. Anyway, there are still challenges ahead. Let's wait for the next Vajra Hand to come up, and we can still win one million," Shi Lanyu said.
When Wu Yepei heard this, he thought so, so he shrugged, "Okay."
But when these words fell into the ears of Zhan Hu and other Shaolin sect members, they were a bit harsh.
What's the meaning? Do these guys think their one million is so easy to make?
When they come to give money?
?????????????? If we don¡¯t show something, wouldn¡¯t it mean that people all over the world would look down on Shaolin?
"This female donor, wait a minute."
Zhan Hu walked back to the center of the field, and a group of Shaolin disciples also looked dissatisfied and stared at Ye Fan and the others.
"Hehe, Master, have you accepted my challenge?"
Zhan Hu shook his head, "The poor monk doesn't want to compete with the female benefactor. He wants to find this male benefactor he must be more powerful than the female benefactor, otherwise he wouldn't be attracted to the female benefactor.
The poor monk thinks that only in this way can you be convinced. "
Zhan Hu was naturally referring to Ye Fan.
"Haha, what the master said is absolutely true!"
"Boy, if you're a man, go ahead on your own. What's the point of asking a woman to challenge you?"
"You are really overestimating your capabilities. Master can't stand listening to it. Do you really think that master is here to do charity?"
There were bursts of laughter all around.
???????????????????????????????????? The three girls of Wu Ye Ge are very speechless, they don¡¯t know whether to cry or laugh. It¡¯s not good for this monk to choose anyone, so why do he have to choose the most inappropriate person in the audience?
"Master, are you sure you want to choose my man?"
"Master, please listen to my advice. Don't choose my good brother. Otherwise, let me challenge you." Shi Lanyu suggested kindly.
Zhan Hu was very persistent, "Though the two female donors and the poor monk are monks, they don't want to bully weak women, so I'll let you be the head of the family."
"HeyBrother Ye Fan, there is nothing we can do", Wu Yegui shook his head helplessly.
Ye Fan didn¡¯t expect that things would turn out like this. He originally wanted Wu Yegui or Shi Lanyu to go up and have fun, so why did the monk insist on picking him? Does he look weak?
It was getting late. Ye Fan was too lazy to waste time and walked onto the court.
"Master, let me challenge you," Ye Fan smiled.
"Donor, please pay 10,000 yuan first."
The host stepped forward, took out a tray and waited to ask for money.
Ye Fan scratched his head, "I have no money."
"What!?"
The host¡¯s face suddenly darkened, ¡°Is this donor making fun of our Shaolin sect?!¡±
Zhan Hu also looked a little gloomy.
Ye Fan simply took out a very low-level flying sword and placed it on the tray.
"This sword is mortgaged."
When everyone saw it, they all exclaimed.
"A low-grade magical weapon, a flying sword? There are tens of thousands of them!"
"Is this kid stupid? He was humiliated at his doorstep, and he also gave away a magic weapon, a flying sword, for free?"
Zhan Hu's face was a bit grim, "It seems that this donor has some background and must have special skills, but the donor must understand the rules clearly."
"I know, it is forbidden to use cultivation, weapons, or drugs, and you are not allowed to attack vital points for ten seconds," Ye Fan grinned.
Zhan Hu nodded and began to use the indestructible power of the Vajra.
A golden shield of Gang Qi was formed again, covering him.
The whole person looks like a golden Arhat.
"Donor, please"
Ye Fan nodded and walked up slowly without running, accumulating energy or posing.
A flat push with one palm is like just trying to open a door.
"boom!"
The Gang Qi in front of Zhan Hu made an explosive sound.
"Poof!"
Zhan Hu felt his energy and blood surge wildly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards and slid to the ground for more than ten meters!
At the scene, the breeze was blowing.
There was total silence, you could hear a needle drop.
Every Shaolin disciple and master preparing to appear was stunned, and they even forgot to help Zhan Hu.
Zhan Hu opened his mouth and felt like he was suffocating. He lay on his back and twitched all over.
"Crack".
The bald host¡¯s microphone trembled and fell to the ground. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Lord, please"
Ye Fan nodded and walked up slowly without running, accumulating energy or posing.
A flat push with one palm is like just trying to open a door.
"boom!"
The Gang Qi in front of Zhan Hu made an explosive sound.
"Poof!"
Zhan Hu felt his energy and blood surge wildly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards and slid to the ground for more than ten meters!
At the scene, the breeze was blowing.
There was total silence, you could hear a needle drop.
Every Shaolin disciple and master preparing to appear was stunned, and they even forgot to help Zhan Hu.
Zhan Hu opened his mouth and felt like he was suffocating. He lay on his back and twitched all over.
"Crack".
The bald host¡¯s microphone trembled and fell to the ground. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com