Daxing Temple's arena was a green stone square that was more than three hundred meters in length and width. Around the square were four ancient pagodas. Some were made of wood, while others were made of stone. All of them exuded a peaceful, compassionate, and peaceful aura. They converged at the center and glowed brightly. It was as if the Buddhist Kingdom had descended. It even calmed the hearts and minds of the spectators on the pagodas further away.
One could imagine how much of an impact a martial artist's heart and mind would be when they stepped into this area.
This was the home field advantage of Daxing Temple!
Halfway up each of the four pagodas, there was a monk in a red kasaya sitting cross-legged on the glazed tiles. Some were old, some were middle-aged, some looked like withered trees, some had rosy cheeks, some were holding Demon Subduing Rings, and some were carrying long black whips.
They were all eminent monks of Daxing Temple's Bodhi Yard. They were here to prevent the aftermath of battle or "derailed" fireballs from damaging the pagodas. Inside the pagodas were relics of past masters.
Because of this, Daxing Temple didn't have to worry about the home field. No matter how damaged the green stone square was, it was still within the scope of repair.
"Fighting in such a place feels disrespectful to the remains of the ancestors. What is Daxing Temple thinking?" Lou Cheng stood by the window of the Zen hall that was used as the away team's changing room. He looked at the pure land of the Buddhist Kingdom.
Ning Zitong's hair was tied up, revealing her slender neck without any wrinkles. She chuckled.
"Everything is empty. How can you be a monk if you care about this? Besides, isn't it a tradition for monks to borrow the relics of their ancestors? "
"That's true." Lou Cheng retracted his gaze and took out his phone.
Looks like I'm just a layman. I'm not that enlightened!
At this moment, in the simple home team's changing room, the receptionist monk, Zhi Jing knocked on the door and entered. He put his palms together and bowed.
"Abbot, the supervisor is rushing for the list of fighters."
Due to the drone filming along the way, the haggard Fayuan didn't wear his paper tags to maintain his image as a divine monk.
However, this didn't affect his communication with others. Shi Shan smiled and sat cross-legged across from him. They were less than five meters apart.
After another round of staring at each other in silence, Shi Shan stood up and said, "That's right.
"Let's leave it to fate today."
"Leave it to fate … There's a deep meaning behind this." Wisdom King, Zhi Hai, pondered seriously.
He had another nickname on the Internet, "Elder Tang", which meant that he was handsome and "dumb" like Tang Sanzang. He was deeply loved by "fairies" and they couldn't wait to swallow him.
.. Shi Shan glanced at him and sighed helplessly.
Sigh, it seems like I'm the only normal Physical Invulnerability expert in Daxing Temple …
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He opened it and saw the two words "Fa Yuan". He quickly chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice.
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. With that, Daxing Temple's order of appearance was decided.
Divine Monk Fa Yuan, Supreme Class Zhi Hai, and Living Buddha Shi Shan. Zhi Hai currently had the title of Supreme Class, so he could use it when he submitted the name list.
The substitutes were Fire Dragon Wang Xiaoshuang and the others.
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In the away team's changing room, Lu Yan finished changing. He looked around and said,
"It's undeniable that without Optimus Prime and Dragon King, our strength is slightly weaker than Daxing Temple's. Since we're going to be the weak against the strong, we have to act as if we're the weak against the strong."
His words sounded like a rational analysis, but at the same time, he was trying to provoke Lou Cheng. Without waiting for him to speak, he stared into Lou Cheng's eyes and said,
"If you're going to be the weak against the strong, how would you fight?"
Lou Cheng deliberated for a dozen seconds and said,
"If you don't know your opponent well enough, you'll definitely roam around the battle. You'll exhaust your opponent while observing and waiting. Once there's an opportunity, you'll grab hold of it and try for a combo. If that doesn't work, you'll quickly widen the distance and repeat the process."
"That's basically the theory. Now, let's apply it to the overall situation." Lu Yan nodded slightly. "The three Physical Invulnerability experts of Daxing Temple aren't that different from each other. Any order of appearance is possible. We'll use the fact that we don't know our opponent well enough to start with a roaming battle. We'll exhaust as many as we can. Empress Luo, you'll be in charge of this."
"No problem," replied Ning Zitong with a smile.
"After the roaming battle, we'll seize the opportunity to burst out. I'm not as good as you in this aspect." Lu Yan looked at Lou Cheng and admitted frankly. "As for the final response to different situations and situations, I've been around for twenty to thirty years. I'm more experienced than you."
Coach, are you trying to say that you're old but strong? Lou Cheng laughed in his heart and made a sarcastic remark. On the surface, he nodded solemnly.
"Alright."
After the arrangements were made and the name list was handed in, there were still twenty minutes before the start of the match. They were either exercising, recuperating, or seeking support from afar.
Lou Cheng put away his phone with a satisfied look. Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, he heard Guo Jie whisper,
"If you were to fight against Divine Monk Fa Yuan, Supreme Class Zhi Hai, and Living Buddha Shi Shan, what would you do during the conversation time? What's the difference between them? "
Eh, when did the Martial Arts Fanatic become so talkative? Lou Cheng turned his head in surprise and saw Guo Jie looking out of the window. Her mind was in a whirl. She seemed to be imagining how she would fight against Fa Yuan, Zhi Hai, and Shi Shan because she couldn't go on stage.
"Erm …" Lou Cheng pondered for a moment before replying, "I've never fought Divine Monk Fa Yuan and Wisdom King before, so I don't know much about them. If I were to meet Living Buddha, during the conversation time, I'd … hmm, I'd call out the names of dishes like steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose …"
That guy was obviously a foodie. He used to be a meat-eater, but now he was forced to be a vegetarian. Calling out the names of dishes would hit him right where it hurt!
Just as Lou Cheng was feeling smug about his flash of inspiration, Guo Jie turned to him and asked curiously,
"Did you learn crosstalk in the past?"
Why else would he call out the names of dishes so smoothly?
"…" Lou Cheng was dumbfounded. After a long while, he replied, "I've always liked to listen to crosstalk …"
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In the middle of the night in Connecticut, Yan Zheke saw that the time for the match was almost up and the seconds kept ticking. She turned on her computer and searched for the information.
Hmm, report to calm down!
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In a dormitory of Songcheng University.
He Zi pushed open the door and saw Yan Xiaoling applying facial cream.
"Box, box, come and comfort me! I told them before that I've been using my facial cream super fast lately because I'm too hardworking. They laughed at me for having a big face, sob sob sob … "Yan Xiaoling deliberately exaggerated with her childish voice.
He Zi glanced at her and said, "It's not a big face, it's a fat face. You've put on a lot of weight recently."
"… Bro, that hurts …" Yan Xiaoling was dumbfounded.
"That's not the point. The point is, why did you put on your facial cream at two or three in the afternoon?" He Zi was puzzled.
Yan Xiaoling deliberately sighed and said, "Sigh, I was too nervous last night and couldn't sleep until six or seven in the morning. I was forced to eat lunch by Jinjin at noon. My skin is not in good condition and I'm very sleepy. I thought I'd put on a facial mask, put on some cream, eat something, and then sleep directly until tomorrow morning! "
"What are you nervous about?" He Zi asked curiously.
"Isn't it because Senior is finally facing the most outstanding martial artist of this generation, the Wisdom King, Zhi Hai? I can't help but feel a little nervous … "Yan Xiaoling suddenly jumped up and said," Competition, the competition in the afternoon. I forgot about the competition in the afternoon! I forgot about it in my sleep! "
He Zi sighed helplessly and muttered to herself as she watched her hurriedly look for a computer and search for a live streaming website, knocking over books and bumping her head from time to time. She was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes.
I forgot about it too …
One is marked by the company one keeps …
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At three ten in the afternoon, the shadow of the pagoda on the Limestone Square began to elongate and was covered in a layer of gold. The referee walked to the center and waved to the changing rooms on both sides to signal the start of the competition.
"It's Divine Monk Fa Yuan." Ning Zitong glanced at the name list and pushed open the door with a smile.
"Why does Sister Ning look so happy and excited …" Lou Cheng muttered to himself.
Beside him, Lu Yan's mouth twitched slightly as he explained, "This is her hobby.
"This is one of her hobbies. She always tries to break Divine Monk Fa Yuan's Vow of Silence during conversation."
Why does she sound like a little girl … Lou Cheng found it funny.
But then again, after he mastered Thoughtsteal, Divine Monk Fa Yuan's Silent Meditation should have been perfected as well. Did something go wrong?
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