The string of fires just now is actually a simple disposable plastic lighter.
Yi Jun deliberately made one before coming, and turned the flame to the maximum.
In the dark night, it was really scary to suddenly light up a fire of more than half a foot.
The five-cent thing has made a dangerous situation that caught the big master off guard.
Taking advantage of Master Yanqing's stunnedness, Yi Jun's punch went straight to the door in front of him.
Moreover, it is only the 83rd trick now.
The punch was struck, and the winner was decided.
Of course, Yi Jun will not really knock out the old monk's full mouth, and it will not be difficult for him to point it so far.
However, the old monk is really capable, and he is by no means an ordinary person.
Even in this critical situation, the body actually bent out of a strange arc, which can be regarded as a mistake for Yi Jun's iron fist.
"Good you" Master Yanqing roared angrily, but his body was not easy to exert force.
Yi Jun admired the old monk's kung fu in adapting to the situation, but he was ruthless at hand. swept out with one kick and went straight to the old monk's next plate.
The old monk had already twisted his body into a strange arc, and now he was even more passive.
"Eighty-four" However, the old guy was so fierce that he turned around again.
The body was like a harrier that had turned over, barely rising two feet.
It's just that this turn over made him even more out of a disadvantageous situation, because his body had no place to borrow.
What an old monk, Zhen Nyima is not a bad Yi Jun sighed secretly, seeing that Master Yanqing's feet were about to touch the ground.
As a result, Yi Jun's left hand shook down suddenly.
Suddenly, at the foot square place where Master Yanqing was about to land, an explosion suddenly sounded The sound of the explosion was there, and there was an explosion Of course, it wasn't a shot or anything, but Yi Jun reused the five-cent lighter and slammed it to the ground.
This kind of broken lighter may explode if it accidentally falls to the ground, not to mention that Yi Jun fell suddenly.
The five-cent thing was used by Yi Jun, and it made a big master scramble twice in a row.
As a result, the warrior monks were even more shocked.
Master Yanqing's feet were about to hit the ground, and as a result, an amazing explosion sounded under his feet.
In the dark of night, who can tell what this thing is all at once The landing was already unstable, and he was startled by the explosion, and Master Yanqing no longer had the power to backhand.
At this time, Yi Jun laughed and roared "eighty-five", his body rushed up, and a punch hit the old monk's face door again.
This time, Master Yanqing had no way to hide The thumping fist swayed with the wind of fists, and it just stopped steadily an inch in front of the old monk's nose.
This is Yi Jun's accurate grasp of the strength and speed of the punch, otherwise, this iron fist would have to smash the old monk's nose.
Of course, the master competition ends here.
If someone smashes his nose crooked and can't open his eyes, there is no point in going on.
In other words, Master Yanqing has been defeated However, this old monk's temper is not good, although Yi Jun stopped proudly, but the old monk in anger ignored these.
His arms suddenly poked out and grabbed Yi Jun's wrist.
Yi Jun was shocked, and said in his heart that this old monk was really as shameless as himself, and he had already lost, so he was still doing this.
Without Yi Jun participating, a huge force emanated from the old monk's thin body, and then suddenly threw Yi Jun up is so powerful, you must know that Yi Jun's size and size are not ordinary.
Yi Jun seemed to be a sandbag that had been thrown, and he was thrown directly into the air.
Fortunately, this guy has quick eyes and can see clearly.
Seeing that his head was about to hit the beam above, Yi Jun immediately stretched out his hands and wrenched on the beam at once.
Immediately, with a little force on his hands, his body flew up as light as a big bird, and he sat on the beam with his butt and laughed "Master, I'm not going down, it's so cool up there, hey."
The senior monks of the "grass" generation couldn't help but burst into foul mouth, but then took a deep breath, as if trying to adjust their emotions.
It was only then that a warrior monk rushed over and urgently brought a candle from somewhere else.
It's just a little late, and the battle has just ended.
Lighting the candles, the warrior monks saw that Master Yanqing looked depressed, and both sleeves were torn off, revealing their bare shoulders, which was nondescript.
When I looked up, I saw Yi Jun sitting on the high beam with a smile, as if he had made it clear that he couldn't live or die.
Moreover, Yi Jun also smiled and said: "Master, you dissipate your anger, if your anger is not dissipated, I really dare not go down." ” Master Yanqing also looked up at the bastard, slowly calmed down the anger in his heart, and said, "Come down, defeat is defeat, and the old man will not admit it." ” Okay, Yi Jun agreed with a smile, and his body fell lightly to the ground.
Eighty-five moves, winning the generation of senior citizens in Duolin Temple, in fact, it is very difficult.
At this time, one of Master Yanqing's disciples said angrily: "You have cheated one after another, how can you be considered a winner?"
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Yi Jun said with a smile: "Anyway, Master Yanqing said that I won, then I won."
There is no objection between the two of them, and that's it. ” "You" Master Yanqing's eldest disciple was annoyed, but he didn't know how to defend himself.
Yes, the two of them fought and competed, and both of them admitted the same result, what else can outsiders say.
At this time, Master Yanqing folded his hands together and recited the phrase "Amitabha", as if he was blaming himself for committing the vow of anger just now.
This Buddha horn also made those whispering disciples stop talking.
Master Yanqing said slowly: "In fact, when the lights were turned off at first glance, Yi Jun could have taken the opportunity to sneak attack and occupy an overwhelming situation in one fell swoop.
If that's the case, I'm afraid the winner will be determined within fifty moves.
He didn't do that, in fact, it was still a fair fight, but the environment of the competition was in the dark of night. ” "But he still uses fire, and even makes explosions," some disciples were still unconvinced.
However, Master Yanqing said: "Whether it is with fire or explosion, it only changes the environment of the competition, and he does not use those to attack the old man."
If the flame does not rise upward, but goes straight to the old man's face, in short, if you lose, you lose. ” Yes, if Yi Jun didn't let the half-foot-tall flames spray upwards and sprayed out at the old monk's face, I'm afraid the old monk's eyebrows and beard would burn.
Then don't fight, you're sure to lose.
Of course, in that case, Yi Jun would really be playing tricks and using black tricks, and Yi Jun would not do that.
In addition, if you really burn the eyebrows and mustaches of a generation of monks, you will be too disrespectful to each other.
However, the old monk can also be regarded as above board.
Although when he was just defeated, he made one more move in his anger and threw Yi Jun out, but now he looks back and admits defeat without shying away from it, and he can also see that he is open-minded.
At this time, Yi Jun smiled and said, "Thank you, master, the junior was indeed a little opportunistic just now." ” Master Yanqing shook his head: "No, that's also a real skill." ”: