Chapter 52: The Final Battle at Rushi Temple
On the sixth day of June, the White Tiger Star Lord challenges the Brahma and Taoist sects to a duel at Rushi Temple!
White Tiger Star Lord Fangxian!
This name has become a household name in recent years.
Everyone in the martial arts world knows that this man has emerged as a rising star, with such speed and momentum that he is unprecedented!
Although there are always talented people in the martial arts world, this person is simply an anomaly!
He was originally unknown, but since the martial arts conference of Yuanwu Kingdom, he suddenly killed Xiantian with a single punch and killed the master, shocking the world. His master's cultivation was unprecedented.
He was silent for several years, but in the battle between the masters of Baiyun Mountain, he was suddenly promoted to the Grand Master and subdued the leaders of the six major sects. Later, he took the head of Emperor Yuanwu among thousands of troops.
Recently, he even overwhelmed Bodhi Temple and returned with all the skills.
The legend of 'one monk, one Taoist and one madman' that has been circulating in the martial arts world has long been changed to 'one monk, one Taoist and one white tiger'!
At this point, he actually wants to challenge two grand masters?
You know, the Brahma and Daoist sects suppress the fortune of the martial arts world. They are both super sects with thousands of years of history. They have produced masters from generation to generation, and grand masters are not uncommon.
Even though Fang Xian has been promoted to Grand Master, few people are optimistic about him.
Didn’t the once arrogant Chu Kuangren end up being killed in Yuanwu City?
Even so, countless martial artists rode their horses at full speed to the gate of Rushi Temple, wanting to participate in this martial arts event that is rarely seen in a century.
Even some old monsters who had been living in seclusion were attracted to come out.
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June 6th, sunny.
It is advisable to go out and travel far.
Fang Xian was wearing a white and gold robe and walking slowly on the mountain road.
The reason I chose Rushi Temple is simply because it is close, that’s all.
Outside the gate of Rushi Temple, a large number of martial artists .
Unfortunately, they were stopped outside by the innate stick monk of Rushi Temple, and only a few well-known senior masters were able to go up the mountain to witness it.
Rushi Temple is the source of the Buddhist sect. There are many talented people hidden in the temple. There are 108 arhat monks in the innate realm alone.
These one hundred and eight innate stick monks, together with the six great Bodhisattva abbots at the Grandmaster level, set up the 'Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation', claiming that even if a Grand Master comes, he will suffer a defeat!
In the past history, there was a gap in the generation of grand masters of Rushi Temple. At that time, the number one master of the evil way, Xue Guhong, rushed to the mountain gate and tried to destroy the ancestral temple of Brahma.
As a result, he was trapped in the 'Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation' and fought for nine days and nine nights, but eventually died of exhaustion.
I’m afraid that ordinary martial arts masters are no match for a congenital stick monk.
Faced with them blocking the way, even if I felt like a cat scratching my heart, I had to endure it.
A swordsman was stopped outside and was scratching his head. Suddenly, he saw the stick monk in front of him with a solemn expression. He bowed to a young man in white and made way. He couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this person? Why can he go in? I can't?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately received many concerned looks from the people around him.
"Young man, if you want to get out there and make trouble, it doesn't matter if you don't have good martial arts skills, but you need to be more alert..." An old man next to him watched Fang Xian leave, then he took a breath and said, "That guy is the real boss today!"
"White Tiger Star Lord!"
The swordsman screamed unconsciously, triggering another wave.
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Fang Xian's energy was mysterious and before he knew it, he had arrived at the gate of Rushi Temple.
Rushi Temple is not very grand and magnificent, with only one mountain gate and two couplets in front of the gate: "A dream is like a flower in the sky."
In front of the mountain gate, two people stood.
A monk and a Taoist. The monk is an ordinary monk who knows everything, and the Taoist is a man who practices swordsmanship.
Behind them were hundreds of innate Arhats, whose breathing, pulses, and heartbeats seemed to be connected as if they were one person.
There were some warriors standing around, including Yu Longjiao, Guan Sheng, Linghu and the leaders of the six major sects.
Yu Longjiao showed a worried look on her face, but the other masters had different expressions.
"Look at the empty flowers, is it the same as a dream? That's right. I have a verse here too - all conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way. What do you think, Master?"
"The donor is indeed endowed with Buddha nature, which is thought-provoking. Why not become a monk in this temple and study Buddhism? Wouldn't that be a blessing?"
The holy monk Zhifan looks middle-aged, with a pair of eyes that have experienced many vicissitudes of life and are filled with Buddha nature.
"Haha, I came here today just to pick Rushi Temple, not for anything else!" Fang Xian laughed and refused.
Only then did the onlookers believe that the White Tiger Star Lord was really prepared to challenge this thousand-year-old temple on his own, and they all lost their voices.
"The Brahma and Daoist sects advance and retreat together. Mr. Fang's words made it impossible for me to sit back and watch."
The swordsman sighed.
"Bah... You're the guy who secretly released a sword to kill me, how could I be afraid of you?"
Fang Xian suddenly burst out: "Today you will fight with this old monk together, and with the help of the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation, I will learn from you all at once!"
"Flying sword?"
Outside the venue, there was an uproar among the Grandmasters, not knowing what Fang Xian meant.
However, several sect leaders who had close ties with the Brahma and Daoist sects remained silent, looking at Fang Xian with horror in their eyes.
But they knew the swordsman's hidden weapon, the 'sword-controlling technique', which allowed him to fly to the sky with one sword, and was just like the skills of a god. He had once secretly assassinated Fang Xian, but they had not yet taken his life?
To what extent is the White Tiger Star Lord's martial arts profound?
"Brother Dao, wait a minute. Since the battle today is unavoidable, let me first learn from the White Tiger Star Lord's high skills."
Monk Zhifan strode into the arena, a hazy golden light appeared on his body, and there were faint Sanskrit chanting.
"What a great 'Dragon-Tiger-Powerful Vajra-Indestructible Magical Power'..."
Fang Xian praised it highly, and understood the world's top unique skills, which had a bit of the meaning of magical powers.
This is true for myself, the swordsman's 'sword-wielding technique', and the monk Zhifan's 'supernatural power'.
If ordinary people saw such means, they would definitely be regarded as immortals, gods, demons or monsters!
He also took a step forward. The thick bluestone slabs that were originally paved in front of the Rushi Temple's mountain gate now directly exploded with cracks.
roar!
A tiger roar was heard in the void, and the masters around felt their minds shaken and had difficulty breathing.
This is the invincible boxing spirit that Fang Xian has developed since he started practicing boxing, sweeping away all enemies in his path!
He inhaled, bent his waist, put his five fingers together, raised his right hand high, and punched down!
This punch was very ordinary, similar to the moves commonly used in the martial arts world such as Five Dings Splitting the Mountain and Splitting Huashan Mountain. It was just a simple punch.
But in Fang Xian's hands, the power was so incredible, like a mountain pressing down on him.
The monk did not dodge or evade, but raised his right hand slightly and blocked it directly.
Boom!
Under his feet, the bluestone slabs shattered directly, countless cracks spread into the distance, and gravel flew everywhere.
"Okay, come again!"
Fang Xian laughed loudly, the White Tiger Acupoint in his body exploded, and he punched out again.
"Three tigers bring good luck!"
As the monk continued to parry, the broken stones flew around as if they were shot by a powerful bow and crossbow.
"The Five Tigers are killing us! Come again!"
The monk’s left hand struck out an innate unique skill - the demon-subduing pestle!
With the combined power of dragon and tiger, it is truly a force of tremendous strength, no one who stands in its way can stop it!
"Alright! Seven Tigers destroy the world! Come again!"
Bang!
Fists were flying, the ground was exploding, and the air was roaring.
The powerful momentum forced the masters to retreat continuously, staring at the horrific scene in horror.
