Kung Fu Panda Breaking Through Marvel

Chapter 113 We are about to fight to the death, why does the abbot retreat?
Qiusheng: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Seeing the four-eyed Daoist who was armed to the teeth, everyone was stunned, not knowing what to say, today's trip was not in vain, I learned a lot!

No wonder Qiu Sheng asked for "unrestricted combat", except that he can't use hot weapons, he can use any means, maybe it's for this one in front of him, right?
Zhongmu Dacheng wanted to report it, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

The rules are agreed by all parties, how is it possible to go back now?

Although he can be shameless in order to win, or he has never been shameless, but it is useless to be shameless now, people are using conspiracy.

Temporarily changing the rules, not only Taoist and Buddhist schools disagree, but also Nanyang and Western countries will not agree.

Besides, one's own strength is the foundation, what's the use of being fancy?

No matter how many magic tools there are, they can still be stabbed to death with one knife!

Zhongmu Dacheng took out a dark object from his bosom, and threw it on the ground, a puff of smoke filled Zhongmu Dacheng's whole body.

Then he disappeared.

Ninja Escape Technique!

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows, this ninja is pretty good, he even knows the Earth Dungeon technique.

However, it should not be the Tu Xingsun version that can "travel thousands of miles a day", but a simplified and incomplete version that can only hide in the soil.

Stealthy enough, but not fast enough!

Seeing this scene, a strange look appeared on Yang Chuanshan's face.

It is impossible to say that you are not envious or jealous.

Even if he has good hands and eyes, strong financial resources, connections in domestic and foreign political and business circles, and can use various means to attract these experts in the fantasy world with special abilities, who wouldn't want to have these wonderful abilities?
In fact, he asked experts at home and abroad for advice more than once, trying to practice Taoism and supernatural powers, but they all failed.

Because his aptitude is not good enough, he can't learn it at all!
Although he doesn't know magic, Yang Chuanshan is best at observing words and expressions.

Tsuchimikado Taketo nodded secretly, apparently satisfied with Nakamu Daisei's performance.

However, on the Taoist side, Ao Tianlong, Taoist Yimei, and Zhuge Kongping all had calm faces and flat reactions, as if they didn't like Zhongmu Dacheng's earth escape technique at all.

"Zhongmu Dacheng is probably not the opponent of Taoist Simu!" ​​Yang Chuanshan guessed.

He has been in the political and business circles for decades, and has further expanded the Yang family's business. He has been on several boats and has never capsized. Yang Chuanshan's vision has always been vicious.

He guessed it right!

The seemingly miraculous ninjutsu is actually just an insignificant part of the Qimen Dunjia technique. Of course, it will not be taken seriously by Maoshan elite disciples like the four-eyed Taoist priest.

Two golden rays of light shot out from the copper coin glasses, penetrating the ground, and saw Zhongmu Dacheng walking slowly with his body hunched one meter below the ground.

This well-known oriental ninja wanted to go around from the ground to get behind the four-eyed priest, and then launch a fatal blow.

"Xiaomian, I found you!"

The four-eyed Taoist remained calm, pretending not to notice, turned his head in other directions, stared at Zhongmu Dacheng deep underground with his peripheral vision, and said at the same time: "What a powerful earth escape technique, even my four eyes Even the magic mirror can't see through it!"

On the ground, Zhongmu Dacheng, who was still extremely nervous, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The moment he was illuminated by the two golden lights, he thought he had been discovered, his muscles tensed up, and he planned to do his best, but he didn't expect it to be a false alarm.

"What Maoshan is authentic, but that's it, the Central Plains has long since declined, and Taoism is inherited in our Great Japanese Empire!"

Zhongmu Dacheng came slowly behind the four-eyed priest, calmed down, and suddenly broke through the ground, slashing at the four-eyed priest's neck.

Ninja · Geocentric Decapitation!
He thought that this unexpected knife would surely cut off the neck of Taoist Priest Four Eyes, but suddenly he felt a pain in his heart.

Bowing his head, a sword pierced his heart.

Just as he broke through the ground, Daoist Four Eyes made a backhanded sword.

Steady, accurate, ruthless!
"mean……"

Zhongmu Dacheng tilted his head and died.

"That's all it takes? It's not even as good as the vixen I killed a few days ago!"

The four-eyed Taoist curled his lips, feeling unsatisfactory, like hitting mosquitoes with a cannon.

After making so many preparations and armed to the teeth, I thought it would be a tough battle, but I didn't expect the opponent to be so weak.

What kind of ninja, earth escape, is slower than an 80-year-old lady. Earth is real earth, and earth escape is not at all relevant.

My grandpa and grandpa are all upper body, so you just show me this?

"Patriarch forgives my sins, my ancestors forgive my sins!" the Taoist priest with four eyes chanted and sent the ancestors respectfully.

It's really wrong to alarm the patriarch for a weak chicken!

"This...is it over?"

Yang Chuanshan couldn't believe it, the expected fight between dragons and tigers did not appear, instant kill!

Nakamu Daisei is not bragging, he is one of the few Jōnin in the Empire of Japan, he is proficient in more than a dozen kinds of ninjutsu, and has killed many dignitaries and monsters, that's it?

Can blow better than me, too much!

"Hehe, what kind of oriental ninjas are discovered by others without knowing it, and their brains are eaten by zombies? It turns out that all oriental ninjas are like this, and they want to establish some kind of pornographic circle, and they still have the face to laugh at Zhongyuan as the sick man of East Asia. I Look at the small and ethnic groups!" The Nanyang High Priest sneered and mocked.

"you wanna die!"

A dozen or so ninjas suddenly stood up, confronting each other with swords if they disagreed, but they didn't know whether it was others or themselves.

After all, the tradition of the oriental ninja is to stab others if you can beat them, and stab yourself if you can't beat them!

"Why, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?" Nanyang High Priest hid himself in a black robe, his voice hoarse.

There was a rustling sound, resounding from the black robe, which made people shudder.

"Masters, you have something to say, something to say." Yang Chuanshan quickly stood up to smooth things over.

Tsuchimikado Kento snorted and stopped those ninjas, knowing that now is not the time to attack, so he looked at a monk next to him: "Master Qiansong, you will act in the second round to avenge Zhongmu Lord, how about it?"

Master Qiansong is the abbot of the Rikono Shingon Sect Songsei Temple. No matter in terms of strength or status, Zhongmu Dacheng is not comparable to him. He will definitely win this round!
Master Qian Song stood up slowly, with the reflection of wisdom shining on his shiny forehead.

Qiu Sheng looked at Master Yixiu, and said in a low voice: "Master, this round is up to you, how about it?"

Buddhist disciples, of course Buddhist disciples will fight!

He has confidence in Master Ikkyu.

The four-eyed Taoist priest and Master Yixiu are a pair of happy friends. They fight each other when they have nothing to do. Eight times out of ten, Master Yixiu wins.

"Okay!" Master Yixiu agreed very happily, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the magic weapon, and was about to end, physically transcending the Buddhist scum on the opposite side.

He is very good at this.

However, at this moment, Master Qiansong suddenly recited a Buddhist mantra and said, "Amitabha, monks have the virtue of living a good life. This second game is not as good as Wendou. How is it better than reciting Buddhist scriptures?"

Everyone: "..."

Wendou?

Master, are you kidding me?
This is a battle of life and death, what kind of literary battle are you going to engage in?
Was your brain broken by a wooden fish?

"Master, what are you doing?" Tsuchimikado Taketo was stunned for a while, his face was blue and red, and he felt that if this continues, he will be mad with anger sooner or later.

The oriental monks who were meditating cross-legged all looked at Master Qiansong with strange expressions.

We are about to fight to the death, why does the abbot back down?
"Cultural fighting and martial fighting are all fighting, not to mention that everyone is a Buddhist, there is no need to fight and kill, it hurts the harmony." Master Qian Song explained.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

If you are afraid of death, just say it, where is there so much nonsense?
The four-eyed Taoist priest said in a strange way: "Wen Dou is fine too, but it's too embarrassing for Buddhist eminent monks to teach elementary school children to recite scriptures? If you want Wen Dou, you can debate the scriptures!"

Master Yixiu nodded: "Debating scriptures and discussing Taoism is the tradition of Buddhism, and the four-eyed Taoism makes sense."

Both of them could tell that the other party had already prepared, and the ghost knew how many Buddhist scriptures he had recited in advance.

The scriptures are for understanding and comprehension, not for memorization. Who is a serious monk to recite the scriptures?
If it's more about reciting scriptures than reciting scriptures, if you do mental calculations but don't care, Master Yixiu will lose!

Tsuchimikado Taketo suddenly said: "It's hard to decide who wins or loses when debating scriptures. I support reciting scriptures. What do the bishop and the high priest think?"

No matter how embarrassing Master Qian Song is, he is still one of his own and must be supported.

Moreover, Master Qiansong was born in the Shingon Sect Songsheng Temple, which is famous for reciting Buddhist scriptures. It is best at reciting scriptures, and it is estimated that it will win.

It doesn't matter how you win, as long as you can win!

Bishop John and Nanyang High Priest both nodded.

In this second round, it is best for Dongyang to win, so that there will be a third round and more strengths of both sides can be seen.

Moreover, Zhongyuan and Dongyang will play one more game. No matter who wins or loses, it will be good for them. Of course, they must support it.

"Old monk, are you sure?" The Taoist priest with four eyes cast a spell secretly, and the sound transmission entered the secret.

"No." Master Yixiu answered very simply.

"No, absolutely not..." Simu Daoist was about to refuse, but was stopped by Qiu Sheng.

"Okay, we agree!" Qiu Sheng said.

He sent a voice transmission: "Master, master, don't worry, I have my own measure, we will win this round!"

The four-eyed Taoist priest and Master Yixiu looked at each other and decided to believe in Qiusheng.

I can't help it if I don't believe it.

The three parties of Dongyang, Nanyang, and Xiyang all agree that they can't directly flip the table, right?
Although it seems that it is not impossible...

Master Qian Song smiled slightly: "Master Yixiu, let's take turns to say one scripture, and the other party will say the next sentence. There is a limit of 100 sentences. Each sentence must come from a different Buddhist scripture. Whoever says the most wins, how?"

Master Yixiu smiled without saying a word.

Qiu Sheng stood up and said, "How can a real eminent monk play such a child's game? I will compete with you in this game!"

"you?"

Master Qian Song frowned, "You are a Taoist disciple, can you recite Buddhist scriptures?"

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Why, Master is afraid?"

Of course he doesn't know how to recite Buddhist scriptures, and he hasn't even read them, but he's hooked!
"@王临, it's up to you." Qiu Sheng said in his heart.

Wang Lin lay in front of the computer, opened the browser, switched the input method to voice mode, and said, "Don't worry!"

In the era of big data, are you still afraid of this?
No matter what Buddhist scriptures, as long as Qian Song can say the previous sentence, he can search for the next sentence!
Even if there are very few people who don't have it online, that's okay.

There are tens of thousands of Buddhist scriptures, and Qian Song's brain is not a database, how many can he memorize?
If you just find some random people, I don't believe Qian Song can pick them up!

"Since the little benefactor is not afraid, how can the poor monk be afraid?" Master Qian Song said with the air of a master, "The little benefactor is very courageous, so please come up with the question first!"

Qiu Sheng said with a smile: "At that time, the people in the meeting heard what the Buddha said and praised the Bodhisattva's actions. Shariputra said to the Buddha: 'At that time, the immortal was thrown into the fire pit. Where can he live'?"

Master Qian Song: "...Which scripture is it from?"

I've never heard of this stuff!
Qiu Sheng said indifferently: "The Sutra of All Wisdom, Light Immortals, Compassionate Hearts, Causes and Conditions of Not Eating Meat"!"

Master Qian Song was silent.

It seems that this scripture really exists, but isn't it too partial?
Since you are biased, don't blame me for being even more biased!

He said: "But if you violate your true nature, you will fall into the mist. You will drift with life and death, and you will be greedy for color and sound."

This sentence comes from the "Thousand Turns of the Great Ming Dharani Sutra", which is also an unpopular Buddhist scripture. He also read it by chance and only remembered a few sentences.

He didn't believe it anymore, Qiu Sheng could match up!

Qiu Sheng smiled slightly: "Ten entanglements and ten envoys accumulate to form the cause of leakage; six sense organs and six dusts cause boundless crimes!"

Master Qian Song is dumbfounded, the other party really knows it?

Qiusheng continued: "At that time, the Vajrapani of the World Honored One was freely throwing the Vajra Pestle in a round. At that time, the Vajra quickly descended to live in the Vajra Lotus Flower, and entered the yoga conception?"

Master Qian Song: "...Which scripture is it from?"

What the hell is this, I still haven't heard of it!
Qiu Sheng sneered: "The Sutra of All Tathagatas Birth with Dharma Eye Illuminates Vigorously Bright King!"

The two fought back and forth for hundreds of rounds, and Master Qian Song was completely defeated!

Every scripture he said, no matter how unpopular it was, Qiu Sheng could say the next sentence without thinking.

As for the scriptures that Qiu Sheng said, he hadn't heard half of them, and although he had heard the other half, he hadn't read them at all!

"No, I am the abbot of Songsheng Temple. No one knows Buddhist scriptures better than me. I can't lose!"

Master Qian Song was sweating profusely, his head was downcast, his eyes were darkened, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.

What he is best at is reciting Buddhist scriptures, but he was hanged and beaten by a Taoist disciple in his 20s. The Buddhist scriptures collapsed immediately, and black air came out of his body.

This guy is about to be possessed!

Buddhism has the means to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but it is also the easiest to be invaded by demons and become demons.

Seeking skins from tigers is inherently dangerous!
Buddha and demon are two sides of one body!
"Abbot, abbot!"

"Hurry up, recite the scriptures quickly, and help the abbot suppress the demons in his heart!"

More than a dozen magic monks of Songsheng Temple hurriedly meditated with their legs crossed, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and barely suppressed the demonic nature.

Of course, that's just the surface.

How easy is it to get rid of the demons in your heart all your life?
"We... admit defeat!" Taketo Tsuchimikado gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

Lost two generals one after another, lost two out of three rounds, and lost all face in front of the Yang family.

It will be difficult to win over the Yang family!
"Qiu Sheng, you're doing great!" Dao Priest Simu gave a thumbs up, but he was muttering in his heart.

How could Qiusheng memorize so many Buddhist scriptures?
Could it be that the last time I said nonsense, I was really right, that Qiu Sheng betrayed Taoism and converted to Buddhism?
No, this matter must be clarified later, and talk to Senior Brother Jiu!

"In the first round, the Taoist sect of the Central Plains wins! In the second round, Western Christianity will face off against the Nanyang Head Master!" Yang Chuanshan announced.

Qiu Sheng straightened his face.

He has to take a good look at what methods are on both sides!
The second game will start soon.

In the first round, the Nanyang High Priest sent out his eldest disciple, who was tall and burly, more than two meters tall, muscular all over, and born with supernatural power, but the high priest gave him a head-down technique.

Not only is it powerful, but it is also invulnerable, comparable to royal zombies.

This product is at the level of armored corpses!
Taoist Priest Four Eyes, Master Yixiu, and Priest Qianhe all had serious faces.

The Nanyang head lowering technique is indeed unique. This person is very difficult to deal with. If it is a one-on-one confrontation, they are not very sure.

Of course, they all saw that there was something wrong with this person.

Not only is he mentally disturbed, but his body is also not quite right, most of which are disposable consumables.

The head drop technique, which makes him infinitely powerful and invulnerable, is at the cost of his life!

On the other side, Bishop John sent a priest in a tuxedo, said to be a baron from England, wearing a full set of heavy knight armor, and holding a large two-handed Western sword in his hand.

He looks far less burly than the disciple of the high priest, but the armor on his body has been blessed by a certain cardinal, and has been soaked in holy water for a period of time, and even stained with the blood of a saint, which can give believers powerful strength.

He cut off the head of the high priest's disciple with one sword!
The eldest disciple was killed, and the strength of the other disciples was too weak. Nanyang High Priest made a decisive decision and chose to admit defeat.

In the second game, Western Christianity wins!

It was almost noon at this time, it was lunch time, and the competition was suspended.

Qiu Sheng and others got together to discuss countermeasures.

"The so-called baron, although his swordsmanship is not bad, but he doesn't have any special abilities, it all depends on that armor."

The four-eyed Taoist said in a deep voice: "As long as you can break through that armor, you can kill him with a single sword!"

The crowd nodded.

The difficulty lies here.

That armor was blessed with western mysterious power, even if it was a magical weapon made of hundred-forged fine steel, it would not be so easy to pierce it!

Ao Tianlong said: "I will come for the first match!"

He has the Supreme Nine Emperors Slaying Demon Sword, not to mention the baron's armor, even Jesus' holy crown of thorns may not be impossible to cut off with one sword.

After all, that sword has been passed down for 2000 years, probably older than all the holy relics of Christianity, and has a great history.

Qiu Sheng shook his head: "Master Ao made a move, of course he can catch it with his hands, but there is no need to show his strength for a mere little guy, let me do this first match."

Ao Tianlong frowned: "Qiu Sheng, that person's strength is not bad, are you sure?"

Qiu Sheng smiled: "Master, don't worry, I'm sure!"

After lunch, the third match began.

The one who played first was still the baron.

Qiu Sheng was dressed in casual clothes, holding a dark iron epee borrowed from Shendiao, and walked step by step into the arena.

(End of this chapter)