"No, no, of course, martial arts can be divided into good and evil," Duan Yu quarreled with Bao in a different tone. "To cultivate nine Yin White Bone Claw requires a large number of living people's trials. The serial corpse poison of Xingxiu sect also spreads corpse poison through living people's bodies, which is extremely cruel. Does brother Bao think these martial arts are not evil martial arts?"

Bao Butong has always been eloquent, but Duan Yu was even better at Buddhism since he was a child. Bao Butong couldn't think of how to refute it for a moment. He was so angry by his attack, but he couldn't attack it. He just had to blow the moustache and stare.

The nine Yin manual claw Jiuyin baiguzhao, but Wang Yuyan thought he was being bullied. He could not see that he had been bullied too much. He hurriedly said, "Duan" s brother does not know. "Nine Yin" Bone Claw does not need to rely on the head to practice. Only when Mei Chao wind was trained, could he not destroy the enemy's head in the nine Yin true Jing. It's just a misunderstanding. "

Duan Yu was stunned, but he didn't agree with her. However, Wang Yuyan was his immortal sister. How could she argue with her? She said with a smile, "Miss Wang knows all the martial arts in the world. I'm really a teacher just now."

Wang Yuyan said with a smile: "but what Mr. Duan said is not without reason. Some martial arts are extremely insidious, just like the serial rotten corpse poison of Xingxiu school, and the five Dou rice magic skill of" coming back and going back ". No matter what is good or evil, users will inevitably hurt heaven and people's lives."

Hearing Wang Yuyan praising himself, Duan Yu felt as if he had wiped honey on his heart. He giggled for a while and wanted to say more words to Wang Yuyan. He knew that Wang Yuyan was not interested in talking to his cousin who was on the challenge arena at this time. So he made a smart move and asked, "can you see the martial arts skills of this little monk, Miss Wang?"

Wang Yuyan looked at the challenge arena for a while, but she could not help frowning and said: "it's strange that although the xuzhu master's seniority is low, he seems to be proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. His fist broke the flagpole two feet away. It's just the Kung Fu of Da Weituo's pestle. If his cousin hadn't closed it in time, his ribs would have been broken inch by inch."

"So powerful?" Duan Yu took a breath of cool air. Although he is good at martial arts, his skills are acquired by chance, so he doesn't have enough eyesight. He can't see the danger between the two on the stage just now.

"This Kung Fu is really powerful, but..." Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment, and continued, "it's just too overbearing, which is against the original intention of my Buddha's mercy."

Duan Yu always nodded to the Buddha after hearing the words: "I think martial arts is the source of all evils. If everyone is dedicated to the Buddha and does good deeds, how can there be so many swords and swords in the river and lake?"

Bao finally found the opportunity and sneered: "but the view of corrupt scholars."

Wang YuYan's mind is not on them, so she doesn't notice their argument. Instead, she looks at the familiar figure in the challenge arena.

Around the challenge arena, there was a big explosion, and people began to talk about this young monk with 72 unique skills of Shaolin. His voice was full of shock and admiration.

On the other hand, song Qingshu and his party were also shocked. Zhou Zhiruo said in a low voice, "I've heard that each of the 72 unique skills in Shaolin Temple is extremely exquisite. It's rare for ordinary people to master one unique skill in their whole life. The most amazing person in Shaolin Temple is master Xuancheng, With 13 unique skills, Shaolin Temple is known as the first in 200 years. But I'm afraid the little monk has just performed more than 13 unique skills. "

Zhu Yi was also shocked. Looking at the movements of Xu Zhu on the stage, she counted her fingers: "heaven and earth in the sleeve, Tianzhu Buddha's finger, cassock's demon subduing skill, great wisdom has no fixed finger, go to worry, vanish and catch, because of Luotuo's finger..." she has been wandering in the world these years, but she has known many eminent monks in Shaolin Temple, and naturally recognized these unique skills, However, the eminent monks she knew were often only proficient in one of the unique skills, which was just like Xu Zhu, who wanted no money at all.

Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that xuzhu didn't have the weapons of Xiaoyao sect, but he learned the seventy-two skills of Shaolin Temple. However, no one can really master the seventy-two skills of Shaolin Temple at the same time. There is only one explanation left. Xuzhu will be a little incompetent.

It seems that there is no difference between them on the surface, but one is forced by the internal force of Taoism, the other is combined with the internal force of Buddhism, which is essentially different.

Xiaoyao sect has never been well-known in the world, let alone xiaowuxiang, the secret of Xiaoyao sect's failure to spread. That's why there are many experts in the arena, but no one can see the flaw. It's only xuzhu who really has seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

"Where on earth did xuzhu learn little wuxianggong?" Song Qingshu has a little doubt in his mind. He knows that there is no Zhenlong chess game in the world. Naturally, xuzhu has no reason to learn the magic skills of Xiaoyao school. But now the facts are in front of him. He can't help but believe it

After all, Murong Fu is a top player who has been famous for many years. After initial consternation, all kinds of tricks and tricks quickly came out, and finally gradually recovered the decline.

Murong Fu quietly wiped a cold sweat. Fortunately, with the lessons of Shi Shatian and ah Qing, he didn't relax his vigilance against this ordinary young monk, or he would have suffered a big loss at the beginning.

All of a sudden, xuzhu yelled, "Murong, take my hand." As soon as his voice fell, his palms drew a circle from the outside to the inside, and slowly patted Murong Fu. Before his palms reached, Murong Fu felt that he was not breathing well. In an instant, xuzhu's palms were surging like a raging tide.

Murong Fu and a nobody are fighting each other. He is already angry. Hearing the voice of Xu Zhu, he thinks in his heart: you are proficient in the seventy-two skills of Shaolin. I can't take advantage of the moves. Can't my internal power compare with you? How old are you, little monk!

It's the best way to compete for internal power, which is higher and which is lower. What's more, the Murong family is good at fighting with others and never afraid to compete with others for internal power.

With a burst of pride in his heart, Murong Fu no longer dodged. He started to fight with the stars and waved his hand to meet them.

"Cousin, this is one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. Don't take it hard." Wang Yuyan immediately looks pale at the sight of it, but she doesn't care about the rules. She quickly stands up and reminds her.