Chapter 146 Opening Monument with One Palm

In the martial arts competition, Zhang Feng also showed his skills. The second one to compete with him was the martial arts monk. He really had a fist and feet. With a "pop", the martial arts monk couldn't stand it. He came to kneel on one leg. Naturally, he admitted defeat. Without Zhang Feng's strength, Zhang Feng took a move back and quickly helped Xingwu up. Come on, "Master Xingwu, make concessions!"

Xingwu blushed and came to the master's side, "Master, I'm ashamed!"

The monk waved his hand, "Hahahaha, it's your blessing to be able to do it with the two masters of Qing Songguan. If you lose, you lose, which means that you are not solid enough to practice. You must practice diligently in the future and don't be lazy, you know?"

The disciples sent the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Master's lesson is extremely good!"

The idiot and Xing Ding just wanted to come to compete, but were stopped by Master Yimei. "You don't have to reach out. It's useless to go up. Fourth brother, you have a few moves with the Taoist priest!"

A man came from behind Yimei. He was eight feet tall, his eyebrows were colorful, his eyes were divine, he was ordained on his head, his face was loyal, and he always smiled. He came to Zhang Feng, "Amitabha, this Taoist priest, the little monk is willing to teach me some tricks, I don't know if he will teach you?"

It's very polite. Zhang Feng took a look. Well, I was really a little forgetful after winning two games just now. Looking at him shaking his head and starting to be lucky, he said that your apprentice is nothing more than that. I don't think this master should be much better. Today, Zhang Feng really shows his face. Usually, I really don't have many opportunities. Will...

Thinking of this, he didn't discuss with Tao Yuan, so he met with a monk. Tao Yuan just wanted to stop him, but it was too late and the man had passed. Tao Yuanxin said: Zhang Feng won two times in a row and was a little forgetful. He had to ask you to touch the nail. I think it's good, and it will be a long lesson in the future. !

Tao Yuan didn't move. Zhang Feng and the two looked at each other and stared at each other for a while. Zhang Fengxin said: How can there be time to spend time with you! Thinking of this, Zhang Feng ran forward, slapped the mountain, and went straight to the monk's door. The monk said, "Well done!"

As soon as he turned around and dodged Zhang Feng's palm. The big monk raised his left palm and slammed Zhang Feng's soft ribs. Zhang Feng felt that the other party was not good, so he quickly withdrew. He took the monk's palm with his right palm, and his palm touched each other. Zhang Feng was so happy that he thought he was not ambiguous. That's not good. Compared with other monks, he showed that he couldn't do it. He took Zhang Feng's shock and retreated seven or eight steps. Because his body was slanted, he went straight to the little monk. The little monk looked at Zhang Feng and defeated our two brothers in a row and drove you crazy. This little monk didn't know where he was from. As soon as he saw that Zhang Feng was about to fall down, the little monk put the stone on the ground. Zhang Feng's buttocks were just on the stone. There was also a tip on the stone, which hurt Zhang Feng. With a "Oh, God", he got up from the ground, covered his buttocks with his hands, and his face was red and his neck was thick. He was full of embarrasment!

The little monk did not dare to laugh loudly and covered his mouth. Tao Yuan looked at it and almost sounded happily, but his own man was injured. Tao Yuan quickly came over, "Brother, how are you feeling?"

"Brother, it seems to be bleeding!"

Tao Yuan took a look, didn't he? He really pierced his eyes. Master Yimei frowned and said to himself: Apprentice, how can you treat people like this?

The old monk hurried forward, and those brothers also came over, "How are you, Qingsong Erdao?"

Zhang Feng looked at it and said, "Masters, it's okay. It's a minor injury. It will be fine in two days!"

Yimei quickly ordered someone to take Zhang Feng down to bandage the wound, and would come over and ask Tao Yuan, "Qingsong Taoist, look at this..."

Tao Yuan smiled and said, "Master, do you meet friends with martial arts? This is nothing. It's also because he is not good at martial arts. It's still early. Why don't we continue to compete?"

Master Yimei nodded, and Tao Yuan came to the monk, "Master, good martial arts. I just knocked my brother to the ground with a palm, and the palm of heaven is really unique!"

A monk said, "Amitabha, Taoist friend, you are serious. My martial arts are very ordinary. Come on, you and I will do a few tricks!"

This sentence is also soft and hard, hard and soft. Once he retreated back, he put on a posture. Tao Yuan was not in a hurry and secretly used Qigong. In fact, he had already been ready. He was really unyielding. He leaned forward, smashed his palms down, slammed Tao Yuan's roof door, and hung the sound of the wind. Tao Yuan turned over. Looking at it, his palm came, and he couldn't change his tricks. Tao Yuan turned around and turned behind him. His movements were very quickly. The monk's palms were empty, and then he found Tao Yuan's trace. He was puzzled: Could this person escape?

Suddenly, he turned around and saw Tao Yuan behind him. He thought about his body quickly. Then he used his skills to look at home. Forty-eight heavenly palms, "Papa" was like a storm. Tao Yuan dodged left and right and played more than a dozen rounds. At a glance, although this monk practiced Tianang palms well, It's also hard work for many years, but it's very ordinary. There's nothing amazing. Tao Yuan knows it well. When he turns his body, he uses his 'three palms'. The moves are surprised. This move doesn't matter. It's obvious that it's not good. I've never seen this kind of palm. The other party moves very quickly. What's still dazzling, and the palm of the sky is not working well...

Tao Yuan played 256 rounds with him, and suddenly jumped out of the circle and stood with one hand, "Insurable Tianzun, Master, sure enough, that's a reputation, poor Taoism!"

The group of little monks below don't know what's going on. They say they are fighting vigorously. They are puzzled, but Master Yimei can see clearly that Qingsong Taoist people have mercy, otherwise they would have already beaten their younger brother...

Thinking of this, the old monk quickly reconciled, "Hahaha, each has its own advantages. Brother, you are tired and take a break for a moment. Brother and compete with this Taoist priest!"

The monk also knew that he couldn't do it. The other party didn't really fight with him. If he really did it, he would have been injured long ago, so he didn't squeak and retreated aside...

Master Yimei just flashed off the wide monk's clothes outside, with short clothes and small clothes inside. The old monk came to Tao Yuan, "Taoist friend, how about we change the comparison?"

Tao Yuan heard it, okay, anyway, I mainly want to see what your real ability is? If it's not even me, it's by no means the person who looks at the veil. Thinking of this, Tao Yuan smiled, "Master, what do you think of the comparison?"

Master Yimei was happy, "To tell you the truth, I'm best at hard work. I can't say that I have to compare my hard work with you. I'm just an idea to open a monument with a single palm first. What do you think?"

Tao Yuan heard, oh, open the monument with one palm. Well, it's not that I haven't practiced it. I'd like to see if you have any new tricks!

"Okay, master, it's exactly what I want!"

Master Yimei waved his hand, and his little monk went out. In a short time, several people brought a blue stone. Five or six little monks grinned and sweated heavily. It could be seen that the weight of this stone was heavier and the shape was relatively neat. It was almost the same without five or six hundred catties. Other little monks moved here. Two iron stools were placed on the spot. The little monks put the blue stone in the middle of the two iron stools and set them up. At this time, Zhang Feng also came back and saw a big stone. I don't know what the purpose was. Hurry up and ask Tao Yuan, "Brother, what does this mean?"

Tao Yuan whispered to him, "Brother, you were not here just now. Master Yimei and I are going to compete!" Maybe this is the first batch called 'single palm opening tablet', do you understand?

Zhang Feng naturally understands. Although he doesn't know this ability, he has heard of it. This is the first time he has seen it, so he also wants to open his eyes!

Everything was ready and came to Tao Yuan's front, "Taoist friend, who will come first?"

Tao Yuan said, "Insurless Buddha, of course, you will come first!"

Master Yimei said, "Okay, the poor monk is going to make a fool of himself!"

He said politely. In fact, he held his breath and came to the front of the blue stone. He circled around the stone several times and found the right starting position. Finally, he chose a place to ride a horse and stand in the crotch. Then he shook his head, blushed and his neck was thick. What did he do? As for luck, he gathered all the strength from all parts of the body in his right arm. The bright-eyed man could see it clearly. He saw that the monk's right arm became thicker and his palm became bigger. Finally, he smashed all the power on the palm and smashed down. His palm just touched the bluestone, and he heard a "pop" in the ear wheel. Everyone was Looking intently, this blue stone was broken in half and brushed together. The little monks cheered and cheered, "Okay, Master, what a lot!"

Master Yimei calmed his qi and blood, calmed down and regained his composure. He looked at Tao Yuan and thought to himself: With me, how many martial arts can be practiced today? He is proud! In fact, this monk is really a frog in the well, but he doesn't know that there are capable people behind people, and there are still good men behind them. There is a sky outside the sky. He really thinks that his hard skills are unparalleled in the world!

Tao Yuan looked at it and quickly came up to praise a few words, "The master's hard work really lives up to its reputation!" I admire it!"

Master Yimei said, "Taoist friend, look..."

That means, do you really want to compare?