Chapter 96
Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 96
Huo Yuanzhen gambled with Dharma King Gule, and everyone dispersed, forming a big circle.
This gambling fight is not a competition, no need to fight. To put it bluntly, it is stronger than whoever is stronger, because the higher the dragon elephant practice, the greater the power of the palm, and there is no need to use Inner Strength. In this case, pure strength is also stronger.
Of course, with the Inner Strength and the blessing of the dragon elephant, the formidable power will be doubled.
Huo Yuanzhen has already plotted against it. The strength of this ancient music king is even higher than Guan Shanyue.
On the contrary, it is the most ideal to let him fall into his own trap step by step.
As long as this Old Lama wants to break his head, he will not guess that he has reached the 7th Layer Peak of Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.
This is the real Peak, which has absolutely no moisture. Although this ancient music king said that he also reached the 7th Layer Peak, Huo Yuanzhen believes that at most he is equal to himself, and there is absolutely no more than one's own possibility.
Even if it doesn't work out, he has to be weaker.
In order to verify the strength of the two, Huo Yuanzhen prepared a lot of things.
The first to be lifted up were two huge wooden stakes.
Each stake is four feet tall, about the thickness of a person.
"Dharma King, do you have any questions about these two stakes?"
Dharma King Gule stepped forward, turned around twice, left and right, and clicked Nodding: "The thickness is about the same, the height is about the same, the Inner Strength is not moth-eaten, and there is no hollow, basically the same." The wooden stake is interrupted?"
Dharma King Gule thought for a while: "Breaking this wooden stake probably requires at least four or five hundred kilograms of palm force, without the power of the Dragon Elephant Fourth Layer Peak or even Fifth Layer, It was impossible to interrupt."
"Then ask the king to choose one to interrupt, and then see if this poor monk can do the same?"
The king of Gule looked at Huo Yuanzhen took a look, thinking that you are still pretending, if you continue to pretend, I will see how long you can pretend.
Turn around and said to his Disciple Mahasattva: "Disciple, you go and pick one at random, and interrupt to show this abbot."
Mahasattva agreed, When he came to the two stakes, he had no choice, so he slammed the one that was closer to him.
"Hi!"
With a shout, the stake snapped!
Everyone can see that the opponent is free to use Inner Strength.
Dharma King Gule laughed heartily: "Abbot, my disciple is ugly, it's up to you, if you can't interrupt it, it's not too late to admit defeat, but if you admit defeat, you have to surrender Dispose of it!"
"That's really disappointing His Holiness."
Huo Yuanzhen replied, taking a round at random, breaking the wooden stake beside him, moving easily and casually, Compared with the Mahasattva, Huo Yuanzhen's breaking the stake is undoubtedly simpler.
Fawang Gule wanted to see Huo Yuanzhen make a fool of himself, but this time he couldn't say a word.
A bad premonition welled up in my heart, this abbot behaved very smoothly from start to finish, could it be that this guy is playing the pig to eat the tiger, deliberately trying to get himself into the trap?
Or is this an old monster of Innate Realm, cultivated to recover one's youthful vigor?
But when he came, Dharma King Gule had already inquired about Shaolin for a long time. Only by knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Monk no doubt.
"That's right!"
Dharma King Gule seemed to have suddenly grasped the point. The abbot brought up such a wooden stake first. Even his own disciple could be interrupted, although he saw It seems to be easy to interrupt, but this is his strategy, which makes him lose his confidence, otherwise why would he refuse to prove that he has reached the Seventh Layer?
It must be like this, good intentions, good plot against, if he is not confident at this time, I am afraid it is easy to admit defeat or cancel the bet, that is exactly what he wants.
Thinking of this, King Gule said: "Little Monk, don't get these things to test, I think there are two grinding discs over there, which are harder than breaking the stakes, but No need, don't you want to prove that your strength is equal to this seat, then the two of us will break our wrists here once, who is higher and who is lower will know when you see it!"
"Oh, Arm wrestling?"
Huo Yuanzhen thought that this Old Lama has a way, this is indeed the fairest way, so as not to use tricks on props.
Break it up, it's also the strength of dragons and elephants from the 7th Layer, this poor monk is young and strong, and I'm afraid you won't be an Old Lama.
Two people came to a stone table. Shaolin has a lot of stone tables and chairs for people to rest, all of which are Shaolin's internal facilities.
People also gathered around, watching the abbot and that Old Lama wrestle their arms, they all felt very fresh and very exciting, which was more enjoyable than the competition.
Two people sit on the stone chairs.
Huo Yuanzhen rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his right hand.
Old Lama is an exhibitionist, half of his shoulders are outside, so he just stretched out his hand.
Two strong arms were pressed against the stone table, and the two big hands were tightly clasped together.
Dharma King Gule chuckled: "Little Monk, really not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth, this seat has reached the 7th Layer Peak, not to mention you, it is the Innate Realm Late Stage, simply comparing strength I will definitely lose to this seat, without the power of the Dragon Elephant 8-Layer or above, you will never be able to win me in arm wrestling, you are inviting humiliation to oneself."
Huo Yuanzhen also said: "In Before the arm wrestling, this poor monk confirms here, what you said just now, if my strength is equal to yours, you will kill yourself, if you dare not kill yourself, let this poor monk make arbitrary conditions, right or not?”
"That's right, I still say this, you can do whatever you want if you lose, but if you lose, no wonder I want you to have no one in Shaolin today who can stand up! "
"Come on then!"
"Come on!"
The two of them roared, their hands working together at the same time!
The muscles of both arms burst out instantly, and the blood vessels above were clearly visible!
The stone table made a "squeak" sound, obviously it was under the pressure of extremely huge gravity, and it seemed that it would shatter at any time!
Everyone around opened mouth wide, Heavens! Abbot can really compare the strength with this Old Lama!
Mahasa was even more stunned. He knew the Master's power. It is no exaggeration to say strong as an ox. With that wrist, grab the trunk and press the tree, and the trees will all break. How could this abbot be so Can compete with Master!
Both of them didn't move their hands at all, and neither could break the other.
Huo Yuanzhen frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing.
Old Lama had a red face. It was the first time that he used such a force, his whole face was like a monkey's butt, and he shook his head desperately and pressed down, but Huo Yuanzhen's hand seemed to be fixed. There, even if he used all the power of breastfeeding, he couldn't suppress it!
Heavens! This Little Monk actually has a 7th Layer strength of dragons and elephants, at least not under him, how did he practice?
Although he was shocked, Dharma King Gule didn't have time to think about how Huo Yuanzhen practiced. If you lose, your doom will come.
Mo Lan stood on another stone table not far away, watching with her toes on her toes. Now, she temporarily forgot about conquering Huo Yuanzhen, and waving her small fists desperately, there Cheers to Huo Yuanzhen.
"Abbot, come on! Kill this Old Lama!"
In the tense atmosphere of the scene, Mo Lan's shout still made many people speechless, including the ancient music After a bit of slack, I thought to myself, whose unlucky child is here, is this seat so unwelcoming?
Huo Yuanzhen did not take advantage of Gu Le's slack to take advantage of the victory, but opened the mouth and said: "Master Gu Le, now it's time to see this poor monk!"
Gu Le immediately sweated on his forehead. It turns out that this kid hasn't shown all his strength yet, so it's broken.
Could he have reached the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique Eighth Layer?
Gu Le is not sure now, this kid has already created a miracle, who knows if this miracle will be bigger.
Huo Yuanzhen has already determined in his heart that this ancient music king, Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique is indeed the Seventh Layer, but the distance from the apex, that is, his own level, is even worse, and his pure physical strength is also Worse than my young body.
Expert skill, a slight difference is life and death, arm wrestling is even more so, a little difference in strength will determine the outcome!
Huo Yuanzhen gradually turned from defense to counterattack, his wrist strength became stronger and stronger, and finally he gradually suppressed Dharma King Gule a little.
Dharma King Gule was grinning there, holding the table tightly with one hand, his face almost spitting fire, and he would not easily admit defeat if he said anything.
But this slight gap made him powerless. No matter how much he struggled and resisted, it was all in vain, and his wrist was still falling down a little bit.
In the crowd, there was not even a sound of breathing, lest it affect the two in the competition.
Huo Yuanzhen already had full confidence in his heart, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to the ancient music king in front of him: "Dharma king, you are ready to commit suicide!"
The last With a violent burst of power, Dharma King Gule couldn't hold on any longer, and Huo Yuanzhen pressed his wrist fiercely onto the stone table.
“bang!”.
The stone table finally failed to withstand the strange force of the two, all split up and shattered in pieces, and completed its mission.
Amid the flying of stone chips, Fawang Gu Le sat on a stone pier, complexion pale as paper.
Losing!
My own ancient music king, dignified Innate expert, Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique reached the Seventh Layer, but here he lost his arm to the Maotou abbot in front of him.
It's over, it's going to die!
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