Chapter 37 Strong Body (please vote, please collect!)

As if he was weeping, Moke's three fists and two feet beat the virtual gold and fainted. The reason for this is that he was so vicious that he actually attacked and even killed him. If Moke's strength is a little weak and he can't resist it, I'm afraid he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

Seeing Moke's behavior, Du Er nodded secretly and agreed.

Originally, he has been worried that Moko is too kind in his heart. He is a particularly pedantic person and a fanatical Buddhist believer. This kind of person, even if he is a genius, is generally difficult to make great achievements in Buddhism.

Although Buddhism is a quiet place, it is deeply aware of the stakes of it and is very clear.

The battle is going on for a moment, and everyone is scrambling to use their own means to show their extraordinaryness.

As the saying goes, people strive to receive a column of incense. Even those who practice Buddha hope to become the focus of attention, especially for these Buddhist disciples who have just entered the Buddha.

Now after the struggle, more than a dozen people have been seriously injured and fainted. As long as there is no real death, the means of Dafan Temple can be cured quickly and there is no danger to life.

Although ten stone platforms were fighting at the same time, Moko's No. 4 stone platform was attracting attention and was filled with a thick fog, and there was a tragic howl. Then, the thick fog gradually dispersed, and the false gold that released the thick fog and launched a sneak attack was kicked off the stone platform like garbage. Moke, a beautiful little monk, was calm and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Huh? This younger generation is called Moke, which is so amazing aura. At first glance, it is the existence of natural super qualification. I don't know which elder's proud disciple it is? An elder opened his mouth, showing curiosity.

"I don't know this, but the strength of virtual gold is also strong, and the Buddha treasure is even a low-grade spiritual weapon, which is actually broken. This Moke hides the means..." Shaking his head, an elder beside him responded.

And no one knows that in the void of this battle square, there is an empty void, a divine machine, a hazy golden light, and a tall old monk with a jade face is standing and watching with interest.

"Yes, the young disciples of my generation are generally good. If there is no accident, Xuzhen will be the first in this newcomer competition." Muttering to himself, the old monk looked down.

On the stand, Du Li with a golden monk's robe had a black face. He had been paying attention to the fight on the No. 4 stone platform. Originally, he thought that Moke would definitely lose, but he did not expect that he would be so easily and defeated the virtual gold holding the lower spiritual weapon. Moke's strength made Du Li a little impatient.

Du'er smiled and silently cheered for his disciple, and his eyes were a little absent-minded. He wanted to think of the newcomer competition back then...

Unlike most elders, Du'er has only one disciple. Naturally, he has high hopes that he can grow up quickly.

After defeating Xujin, Moke stepped on the No. 4 stone platform, and then another pair of disciples flew up to the stone platform and fought.

Although it was only a war, Moke's clean and neat defeat of a powerful opponent still attracted the attention of many people. For these, Moke's face sank like water, quietly watched the fight on the field, and at the same time paid attention to the mountain and river list. Once his name reappeared, he would take action.

"Brother Xuzhen, I'm ashamed of myself and willing to admit defeat..."

On the No. 1 stone platform, the loud and powerful virtual truth came on the stage one by one, and the opponent immediately took the initiative to admit defeat, showing its strong shock. And this is also the first time in a battle that someone has taken the initiative to admit defeat.

However, this is no wonder that disciple. Xu Zhenyi is a pervert who stepped into the realm of Yuan Buddha. He is known as the first newcomer. His sharpness easily dares not be touched by disciples.

"King Kong Dharma Body!"

"The King of Mount Sumer!"

Ten stone platforms, the battle is going on at all times. Every disciple who participates has some good means, and even some disciples will suddenly display some strange things, and then win surprisingly, making everyone present an eye-opener.

Names are shining on the mountain and river list, and the battles are going on thrillingly. At this moment, the atmosphere is unprecedentedly warm.

And as the battle continued, Moko's name appeared again on the mountain and river list.

No. 3 stone platform, Moke vs. Mogu.

Standing on the stone platform, opposite Moke is a particularly strong monk. His muscles are high and bulging, showing a terrible explosive force. His breathing is evenly and long. At first glance, he is the kind of disciple who tempers his body and has great external skills.

"Amitabha, this brother, my name is Mojiu. Because of my natural divine power, I was admitted to the Dafan Temple by the elders and practiced the Vajra Dharma body. You should be careful!" The monk spoke politely, but he had a wild momentum.

"Boom!"

After saying this, the Mogu suddenly took action. His hands seemed to be wearing a pair of pale gold fists, flashing out a faint cold light. Unexpectedly, he did not give in at all. As soon as he took the opportunity to take the lead and wanted to defeat Moko.

For the other party's performance, Moke didn't care much about politeness. His arms suddenly shook and buzzed, and a shocking airflow surged, which also showed his strong physical strength. He has reached the peak of the first level and is about to step into the second level. Naturally, he is not afraid of the other party.

The muscles fluctuate with a strange peristalsis, and the muscles and bones, skin and blood are all under a subtle control. At this moment, Moke can even feel the sound of blood flowing in his body.

At the same time, a powerful force filled the whole body.

"Hi!"

Exhale, Moko's feet flashed in the wind, rushed, and people shot like arrows, rumbled! The stone platform was suddenly trampled and cracked, with a shocking sound, like a cannon, which was intimidating.

After facing this magical Mogu, Moke finally showed his strong physical strength and fought back fiercely.

"Wow..."

The strong wind roared, Moke's arms soared several times at this moment, and a destructive pure physical force burst out. Suddenly, his right fist made a fierce attack, making a sharp air explosion, and fell down at the Mogu!

"Peng!"

As if the two hammers hit each other hard, a dull thunderous sound sounded, Moko's face changed slightly, his body pulled, and a flashed back.

At the moment when it collided with it, the magic weapon like a boxing gir exerted the power of terror, and with the fierce physical strength of Mogu, it repelled Moke and took the advantage. However, after this blow, Moke was not discouraged. The other party was much more powerful than him by relying on magic weapons and real physical strength.

"There are powerful magic weapons that are really different. They are indispensable for their own cultivation and magic weapons!" Moke's heart shook and thought.

Similarly, Mojiu was also thinking, and his heart was extremely shocked. "How is it possible? My nameless boxing gloves are comparable to the best magic weapons! How could this Moke resist with his body? My body is far from being so strong!"

After such a moment of astonishment, a sense of jealousy rose in Mojiu's heart. His most proud physical strength seemed to be worth mentioning in front of him.

His face suddenly showed angrily, and he snorted coldly and secretly thought, "What about the strength of the body? You can resist once, not necessarily ten times! A hundred times!"

"Rumble.....

A fierce kick on the stone platform suddenly appeared ferocious cracks, and Mo Jiu's body was already like a sharp arrow, fiercely bombarded.

"How fierce! This Moke is hidden!"

"S such a powerful physical strength? At first glance, the boxing sleeve is not ordinary, at least it is a top-quality magic weapon. How can he resist it?

"Unfortunately, he is not Mo Jiu's opponent after all."

As Moke's body soared, he directly resisted the fierce blow of Mogu with his bare hands. Suddenly, many disciples of Dafan Temple began to talk about it, and even many elders put their eyes. Just now, he was still clear-eyed, and there were some small and weak little monks, but the next moment his body soared, turning into a fierce giant man, fighting against the natural magical Mojiu. This situation is very strange.

At this moment, what is even more surprising to everyone is that Moke's body is like a wind blowing willows, and his feet are spinning, and he is actually fighting with Mojiu.