At first, Su Xin and Xuan Ming seemed to be evenly matched, but at this time, someone suddenly said, "Xuan Ming can't hold on any longer."
Everyone looked back and saw that the person who spoke was tall and had a curly beard. He was wearing an official uniform of the Six Fan School. It was the chief constable of the Six Fan School, Tie Zhan.
No one present was surprised that Tie Zhan came. After all, Su Xin had a close relationship with the Tie family of the Six Fan School.
However, everyone was puzzled as to why only Tie Zhan came, while the imperial court didn't even send a True Martial Realm expert.
With Su Xin's status in the imperial court, the imperial court of the Zhou Kingdom should be able to send Xue Zhenyue or Zhao Wunian, but now, only Tie Zhan came. This was something worth thinking about.
However, although everyone felt that the relationship between Su Xin and the imperial court was a bit strange, they just kept it in mind and didn't ask much.
At the moment, what they were really concerned about was the battle between Su Xin and Xuan Ming.
Just as Tie Zhan said, the battle between Su Xin and Xuan Ming, which was evenly matched at the beginning, eventually evolved into Su Xin beginning to suppress Xuan Ming.
Both of them were using the Arhat Fist, but Xuan Ming's Arhat Fist was the result of his hundreds of years of studying this fist technique and continuously evolving it to its current state.
Although Su Xin simulated the Arhat Fist with the Small Phaseless Method, he could only get the form, not the meaning. The reason why Su Xin was able to suppress Xuan Ming now was because he integrated the Thirty-six Overturning Techniques into the Arhat Fist, turning it into a secret fighting technique. Rather than saying that the Arhat Fist suppressed Xuan Ming, it was better to say that the Thirty-six Overturning Techniques suppressed Xuan Ming.
At this moment, Xuan Ming's expression didn't change. He directly turned his fist into a palm and blasted out the Great Vajra Palm. The powerful force directly crushed everything. In an instant, the Buddha's light shone and that palm seemed to cover the sky.
Su Xin sneered and also blasted out a Great Vajra Palm. As the two palms collided, Su Xin took half a step back, while Xuan Ming took one and a half steps back.
However, Xuan Ming's entire body was shrouded in Buddhist light at this moment. His left hand pointed out with a formless and colorless finger. It was the Formless Finger of Disaster. His right hand was like a blooming flower. Countless finger energies erupted with a loud rumble. It was the Multi-Layered Leaf Finger.
Su Xin squinted his eyes. This was Xuan Ming's true strength.
Although the Shaolin Temple had seventy-two ultimate skills, most people only practiced one or two of them, and the rest were just supplementary skills.
However, Xuan Ming was different. He had mastered more than half of the seventy-two ultimate skills. Moreover, his mastery of each skill was extremely profound. He was even able to integrate them. Just like now, he was using two different finger techniques at the same time.
Su Xin's expression didn't change. He also used the Formless Finger of Disaster and the Multi-Layered Leaf Finger. The power was not inferior to Xuan Ming's. In fact, it was even slightly better.
It must be known that in the Jianghu, when it came to finger techniques, Su Xin was a true grandmaster. Even if the two finger techniques of the Shaolin Temple were only 5% proficient, with his own strength, the strange power of the Minor Formless Method, and Su Xin's attainments in finger techniques, it was normal for these two finger techniques to be stronger in the hands of Su Xin than in the hands of Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming didn't retreat. Instead, he moved forward. Maha Finger, Great Indefinite Finger, Indra Claw, Great Skanda Staff, Prajna Palm …
More than ten martial skills were used by Xuan Ming. In an instant, it was as if a rainstorm was pouring down on Su Xin.
In fact, the power of the seventy-two ultimate skills of the Shaolin Temple could only be regarded as mid-level in the Jianghu. The strength of the seventy-two ultimate skills lay in their infinite possibilities.
For example, the previous abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Xuan Tan, had evolved a seemingly ordinary Pinching Flower Finger into the Buddhist Charm Pinching Flower Seal.
Although Xuan Ming hadn't reached the level of Xuan Tan, he had practiced each of his seventy-two ultimate skills to the extreme. Their power was so strong that ordinary people couldn't resist them.
Su Xin's attainments in the seventy-two ultimate skills were naturally not as good as Xuan Ming's. However, he relied on his profound foundation and strength to use the same strength to fight against Xuan Ming. Even the sequence was exactly the same. There was no difference between them!
The warriors of the Shaolin Temple were silent. They were now sure that Su Xin had mastered the seventy-two ultimate skills of the Shaolin Temple. Moreover, it was very likely that he had mastered all of them!
Su Xin used whatever Xuan Ming used. It was obvious that Su Xin did it on purpose to humiliate the Shaolin Temple.
However, they had no choice. Unless they could defeat Su Xin, they couldn't wash away this humiliation.
At this time, a ridiculing voice suddenly came over, "Tsk tsk, the monks of the Shaolin Temple have really made progress, being beaten by an outsider using their own martial arts to such a state.
Is the seventy-two ultimate skills of the Shaolin Temple wholesale? How much is it worth? Why don't you give me a set? Let's see if I can be stronger than you after practicing it. "
Everyone turned to look and saw that it was a middle-aged Daoist dressed in a cloud-colored robe with a rather sage-like temperament.
However, the middle-aged Taoist looked at the people of the Shaolin Temple with an evil smile on his face, which completely destroyed his sage-like temperament.
This person was the acting leader of the Good Fortune Gate, 'Lord of Dao Jiuhua' Zhang Boduan.
Previously, the Shaolin Temple thought that the people of the Good Fortune Gate didn't come. However, at the critical moment, the old enemy of the Shaolin Temple, the Good Fortune Gate, still appeared.
The people of the Shaolin Temple might be angry when they heard the mockery of other people, but they just glared at Zhang Boduan and didn't say anything.
Anyway, the Taoist and Buddhist sects were irreconcilable enemies. It was normal for them to mock each other, and they were even used to it.
At this time, Xuan Ming and Su Xin were still fighting each other with the seventy-two ultimate skills of the Shaolin Temple.
The strangest thing was that after more than ten moves, none of the moves were repeated. This made the crowd gasp in amazement.
However, at this time, a mysterious look flashed in Su Xin's eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a huge sound wave burst out. The sound was so loud that it was silent, but it was even louder than the sound of thunder. It was the Shaolin Lion's Roar!
The sudden Lion's Roar immediately stunned Xuan Ming.
It should be known that whether Su Xin was fighting against Kongwu and the others or now, Su Xin would wait for his opponent to make a move first, and then use the same move to fight back. This method was used to humiliate the Shaolin Temple.
So now, Xuan Ming had even formed a subconscious reaction, which was that after he made a move, Su Xin would definitely fight back with the same move. He did not expect that this time, Su Xin would suddenly change his move and use the Lion's Roar to catch him off guard.
There was never too much deception in war. From the very beginning when he fought with Xuan Guang, Su Xin had been planning it, and he only used it now. This kind of ruthless method in battle shocked everyone present. Su Xin's talent in battle was indeed rare.
At this time, Xuan Ming had been shaken by Su Xin's Lion's Roar to the point that his Qi and blood were surging, and even his Spirit was in pain. This made Xuan Ming's mind suddenly go blank.
The battle between warriors could often be decided in an instant, not to mention that Xuan Ming had even fallen into a short daze.
Su Xin directly blasted out a punch, and in an instant, light bloomed. Subduing Demons and Punishing Evil, Great Bright Fist!
But this time, the Great Bright Fist of the Shaolin Temple was not used on those devil path villains, but on their own bodies, which was quite ironic.
With Su Xin's current strength, even if Xuan Ming's body was tough, he was still blasted to the point that he spat out a mouthful of blood. A sound of bones cracking could be heard, and his body flew backwards.
However, at this time, Xuan Ming chanted the name of Buddha, and his whole body flashed with a golden light. He was barely able to stand, but there was still a huge dent in his chest, so he was not too embarrassed.
Everyone present could see that Xuan Ming had lost this time, but he had lost slightly unjustly. From the beginning, he had been tricked by Su Xin, and had been tricked very miserably.
Of course, no one present had expected that Su Xin would suddenly change his move, including existences at the level of Tie Zhan and Zhang Boduan. They had not expected that Su Xin would suddenly do this.
In their opinion, Su Xin hated the Shaolin Temple so much at this time, so he would use whatever move the people of Shaolin Temple had used before. This way of insulting the Shaolin Temple was very in line with Su Xin's character.
However, at this critical moment, Su Xin suddenly changed his move. This kind of subconscious reaction, unless it was someone who had not seen Su Xin at the beginning of the battle, would be vigilant. Those who had been watching the battle since the first battle had almost formed a kind of subconscious reaction, and it was simply impossible to guard against.
Looking at Xuan Ming, who was vomiting blood, Zhang Boduan said sarcastically, "Bald donkey Xuan Ming, it seems that you have not made any progress after so many years. You have actually been beaten to this state."
Xuan Ming's expression did not change. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly, "Zhang Boduan, don't try to win with words. At most, after I recover, we will fight again. Do you dare to agree?"
Zhang Boduan sneered and said, "Why not?"
Everyone present had a strange look on their faces. Although these two people were shouting fiercely, they were just fighting with words. They all knew that the Shaolin Temple and the Good Fortune Gate would not make a move so easily.
When the Shaolin Temple was at its weakest, the Good Fortune Gate had not been able to touch the Shaolin Temple. Now, decades had passed. After Xuan Tan's bold development and Xuan Ku's careful defense, the Shaolin Temple was now much stronger than before. Once the two sides fought again, it would be a new generation of Taoism and Buddhism. Therefore, now both the Shaolin Temple and the Good Fortune Gate were very restrained. They could fight, but they could not really fight.
After saying that to Zhang Boduan, Xuan Ming did not say anything else. He had already been defeated. Next, the Shaolin Temple could only rely on Xuan Zhen.
To be honest, Xuan Ming's defeat was a little unfair, but it also made him feel a little guilty because he did not consume much of Su Xin's strength. At the same time, he did not know the bottom line of Su Xin's strength. Xuan Zhen could only rely on himself for everything.
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