Puci's face turned pale and he remained silent.

After a while, he shook his sleeves.

Then another monk in black came forward.

Su Wangting looked at the Ziwu nail held by the opponent in both hands, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it is also a short weapon suitable for quick attack."

The monk saluted with one palm: "Donor, you still don't want to use the sword?"

Su Wangting shook his head: "I don't like killing people, let alone killing family members."

The monk sneered and said, "The poor monk thanked the benefactor for not killing him?"

Su Wangting threw away the broken stick in his hand: "If you insist on thanking me, then I won't use the stick."

"Oh? Why?"

"If you miss, even a stick can kill someone."

The monk said coldly: "Are you empty-handed?"

Su Wangting smiled and said: "If possible, we'd better not fight. You can kill someone with bare hands."

So the monk immediately broke the rules of anger, became angry, and threw away the meridian nail in his hand.

"Do you dare to test your inner strength!?"

Su Wangting raised his eyebrows: "Oh? That's good. I'm worried that I don't know how to box. If the king's boxing is thrown, the scene will be very ugly."

The monk took a deep breath and slowly stretched out one palm: "Come."

Su Wangting took a few steps closer, stretched out his hand and put it against the other person's palm.

At this time, Pu Ci, who was watching in front of the hall, smiled.

A test of internal strength is just what he wants!

The solid internal strength of Tieshan Temple's sect is recognized in the martial arts world.

The internal cultivation method of his sect - "Changhong Guanri Heart Sutra", is known as the pinnacle of internal cultivation in the martial arts world. Even though various weapon routines have been leaked out for thousands of years, this set of mental methods is kept secret.

The internal strength of the monk who is competing this time is among the best in the Luohan Hall. And among the entire young generation of Tieshan Temple, this person's internal strength can be said to be the best.

This is because this person is born with a much stronger and wider Dantian than ordinary people, and his innate conditions are very suitable for deep practice of internal strength.

To put it bluntly, he is gifted.

At this time, Pu Ci secretly thought that Su Wangting's behavior of giving up the fast attack he was good at and agreeing to compete in internal strength was really stupid.

He had almost predicted that Su Wangting's meridians would be injured by the monk.

If it doesn't go well, the meridians will be severed and the person will become a cripple.

Although the so-called Jianghu Bounty Order was issued by Tianlan Peak, whom Tieshan Temple did not take seriously, if Tieshan Temple took action to subdue this person, his status as a martial arts master would be greatly consolidated.

It's a pleasure to be able to show off the martial arts world again with this incident!

Just as I was thinking this, I heard the monk shout softly, and a strong wind burst out between the two of them!

Rao was Puci who was further away from the two of them, and his cassock was also being scraped and whistling.

"Not bad." Su Wangting nodded.

The monk was secretly surprised when he saw that Su Wangting's face not only showed no trace of embarrassment, but also smiled and praised himself.

"Not bad, right?" the monk tried tentatively.

Su Wangting's face was full of sincerity: "It's indeed not bad."

"Humph, you praised me too early!!"

Hearing the monk shout loudly, veins popped up on his forehead, and a stronger wave of energy burst out from the palms of their hands!

Su Wangting nodded again and said with a smile: "Your internal strength is indeed strong!"

"I want you to praise me!? I don't know what to say!!"

The monk shouted again!

"boom!"

dusty.

The ground beneath their feet actually collapsed by an inch!!

Su Wangting didn't laugh this time, and his expression became serious.

The monk clenched his teeth and continued to release his inner strength: "How! How can you stop laughing now! Let's see how long you can last!!!"

Su Wangting stared closely at the monk's face that looked ferocious due to excessive exertion, and said in a deep voice: "Are you... coming here to shatter my meridians and take my life?"

"So what!? I don't know how high the sky is, how dare you come to Tieshan Temple to run wild!!!"

"boom!"

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The ground beneath their feet collapsed again, forming a shallow pit.

However, Su Wangting's face did not show the panic expected by the monk. Not only that, the corners of his mouth raised again: "If you want to kill me, you must be willing to risk your own life."

The hand opposite Su Wangting's suddenly grabbed the other's palm.

The monk was shocked: "You... what are you doing! We agreed to compete with each other in terms of internal strength. Are you trying to cheat!!"

"Bineli, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the roaring air waves stopped.

The dust settled and there was silence.

Su Wangting's hand was still holding the opponent's palm.

The monk just had his eyes widened and his mouth half-opened, motionless.

"Concession."

Su Wangting released the monk's hand.

The monk, on the other hand, still maintained the action of raising his palm, seemingly frozen.

Pu Ci was greatly puzzled when he saw this.

He, Su Wangting, actually said a word of concession?

But the monk was still standing on the spot intact and was not shaken away by Su Wangting's internal force.

In the scene just now, it seemed that the monk was exerting his majestic internal energy, but Su Wangting did not emit any waves of energy. No matter how you look at it, it was the monk who took the initiative.

But this guy actually said concession out of nowhere?

When did he win?

As soon as the sarcastic smile appeared on Pu Ci's face, the monk who had not moved yet slowly lowered his palm.

"puff!!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth!!

"You..." The monk pressed his chest and knelt down on one knee.

"What am I?" Su Wangting looked down at him coldly.

"What on earth are you..."

Before the words "Who is the Holy One" could be uttered, the monk rolled his eyes and fell to the ground without moving.

Pu Ci was shocked, rushed over, grabbed the monk's hand and took his pulse.

Su Wangting said coldly: "He had murderous intentions towards me. I could have retaliated. But for the sake of being a monk, I restrained my strength. Otherwise, his meridians would have been broken by now."

Pu Ci put down the monk's hand and stared blankly at Su Wangting.

How could this person be so strong internally?

Can he easily stun the first internal cultivator since Tieshan Temple?

"Let him go." Su Wangting repeated again.

Pu Ci glanced at the narrow-sheathed long knife on the ground not far away and remained silent.

He understood that if this person picked up the sword again and went on a killing spree, many disciples would fall.

Never let this happen during the abbot's retreat!!

"Dream!!" Pu Ci roared angrily and kicked the long knife away.

As soon as the roar died down, dozens of black shadows appeared around Su Wangting.

They are all monks from Luohan Hall.

Tieshan Temple dares to look down on the other three major sects. In addition to the amazing cultivation of the abbot and a group of eminent monks, it relies on the Arhat Hall!

Those who can enter the Arhat Hall must be the elite among the monks.
To be continued...