Lying on the roof of the temple, the glazed glass is full of gold, and it looks like countless gold, seducing people's eyes.

However, the people on the field stared at the two heroes in the martial arts world who were fighting against Wang Daoqing, the first disciple of Baiyun Temple in Liuyun Mountain, and their skills had already reached the top level.

He was dressed in white, handsome and elegant, and had a very charming style.

The monk was strong, masculine and strong, with a strong body surging qi and blood.

One is the strongest disciple of the Taoist Baiyun Temple, and the other is a strong man of the Hong generation of Songshan Temple. One Taoist and one Buddha, and one represents one sect. The meaning of this battle is naturally worth pondering.

The two of them have a great reputation in the world. They are regarded as the strongest among the younger generation together with other heroes, and everyone in the world knows them.

In this battle, they bear a lot of responsibilities and cannot lose easily.

"Hongjing, this battle doesn't have to happen. If you win, you only have more names. If you lose, you will lose the face of our sects. Why bother?" Wang Daoqing sighed.

The monk named Hongjing said, "Wang Daoqing, are you afraid?"

As a younger generation in the world, I have long been eager to fight with you. I will naturally distinguish who is higher and lower, and I will never be able to get the trouble of not distinguishing the high and low.

What's more, if you don't compete in martial arts, how can you improve your martial arts skills?"

Wang Daoqing shook his head: "I practice only to cultivate myself and not to fight for strength."

"Just just a competition, where are there so many excuses?"

"Even if you win me, what's the point? No matter how many people in the younger generation fight, it's not your turn." Wang Daoqing's fighting spirit was also indifferent. He didn't care if he won, but he lost but lost Bai Yunguan's face. He didn't want to do this battle.

But helpless, if this monk Hongjing wants to challenge him, he must not fight, otherwise it would be a manifestation of cowardice.

He spoke to Hongjing again and said, "It's meaningless to challenge me. You will have some meaning to challenge Zhuang Xia in the famous Baihua Villa. Otherwise, no matter how much you challenge me and others, you will always be the second among the young people."

Monk Hongjing's face turned red: "I can't beat him, let alone can he be considered a younger generation?"

Zhuang Xia could even kill the older generation of god-transforming gods. With his skill, he would probably not be able to catch a single move.

In order to give himself a step forward, he had to raise Zhuang Xia.

Huaying chuckled. Zhuang Xia was still very young, why isn't she considered the younger generation?

However, Zhuang Xia's martial arts did bully them.

Her smile made many people on the field see it and were shocked, because they had never noticed anyone on the roof before.

Zhuang Xia has a handsome appearance and a beautiful figure, which makes many masters in the martial arts world attract attention.

"You guys keep going, don't worry about us." Zhuang Xia spoke, he was just watching the fun.

"It turned out to be the owner of the flower mansion of Baihua Villa and the elder Zhuang Xia. These are really two famous people. It would be worth it to be able to see one side." The leader of the Iron Fist Sect said in surprise.

He is a powerful man who is overwhelming the gods. Even if he is young, he is almost one of the top small people in the world.

"Of course, legendary figures like Mr. Zhuang actually came to watch this competition, which was really lively." said the head of the Iron Foot Sect.

At this moment, Zhuang Xia and Hua Ying sat on a high place, seeing below clearly, as if the stars were catching the moon.

Sitting on the roof of someone else's house is actually a rude thing, but no one dares to complain about their behavior. It seems that such a person should be like this.

Wang Daoqing bowed slightly and said that Cao Cao had really arrived when he arrived, which was a bit embarrassing.

Hongjing's originally blushed face turned even more red, and he felt ashamed of himself in front of Zhuang Xia, as if he was inferior to others.

However, he is really not as good as a person like Zhuang Xia.

The originally tense atmosphere of the competition was extremely awkward at this moment. Many people no longer watched the competition, but began to discuss Zhuang Xia and Huaying.

As for Wang Daoqing and Hongjing, they seemed to be seen by their elders at this moment, and they were uncomfortable all over, making them not want to compete.

However, since the competition was agreed, how could it be abandoned halfway? The competition finally began.

Hongjing was strong and rushed up directly. As the wind whistled, his right arm was like a steel pillar. If it hit, it would be broken even if it was a marble.

Wang Daoqing was light and quick, and he slapped his palm on his side to the muscled arm, and the feminine internal force was vigorous.

The feminine internal force entered Hongjing's body, which made his arms cool and his movements slowed down.

He wanted to remove the internal force, but the internal force was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it was difficult to remove it. However, Wang Daoqing's feminine internal force was too small, and it was discharged from his body under the impact of his masculine and violent internal force.

This matter was only a moment. Hong Jing's powerful force attacked Wang Daoqing backed down, and he did not attack him rashly.

Everyone looked at the footprints of the two of them stepping on the stone slabs, their eyes shrank. This was just the aftermath of the competition, and it was so terrible.

I knew that this was not a crushing stone slab, but only footprints appeared. The control of the force was already extremely delicate.

Then, Hongjing continued to attack, and the two fists and feet faced each other, and their rapid movements swung the air nearby, and the whistling sound of wind sounded from time to time.

Zhuang Xia occasionally glanced at him, but he was not very interested.

The fight between Hongjing and Wang Daoqing became more and more intense. Hongjing was free from Wang Daoqing's footsteps and punched out with one punch. The masculine true energy surged out, forming a huge true energy fist.

Wang Daoqing, who slapped out with one palm, blocked the attack and kicked out with a kick like a Tao. His true energy filled his right foot, and his power surged out nearly meter, like a steel knife killing Hongjing.

Although this leg did not hit Hongjing, it plowed the stone slab under his feet several meters long and foot-deep gully.

In this battle, the two were really equal, one was strong and the other was soft. The two of them interchanged many times on offense and defense, but they did not decide the outcome.

Hongjing's body is strong, while Wang Daoqing's true energy is strong, and each has its own strengths. He is not injured until the end.

In this battle, the two panting ended in a draw.

"It's not bad, it's a bit obvious." Zhuang Xia said lightly and turned around and left with Huaying.

His comments that looked like an elder made Hongjing and Wang Daoqing breathe a sigh of relief. The comments from Zhuang Xia who was transformed into a god with one sword showed that their strength was recognized by Zhuang Xia and did not disappoint him.

They didn't fight hard just now, nor did they dare to slap their hands and feet, because it was because of the pressure Zhuang Xia put on them.

As soon as Zhuang Xia left, the entire martial arts training ground became noisy and he started to talk about Zhuang Xia's style, which was very noisy.

As for Hongjing and Wang Daoqing, they were neglected by everyone.

The two people who should have been praised were even snatched away by Zhuang Xia.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, real men should be like this, but they really don't have the idea of ​​replacing them. The gap is too big, maybe they will not reach Zhuang Xia's current height in their lives.

"Huaying, how about it?" Zhuang Xia wanted to ask her about the fight between the two, and she would gain something.

"The magical martial arts are so great. They look at you like the grandmaster, so they are so energetic." Little stars were almost emerging in Huaying's eyes.

"Yes, that's not bad." Zhuang Xia didn't say that Hua Ying's answer was different from what he asked, and accepted it happily.

In the bustling Songshan Temple, there are countless people gathering in the martial arts world, and there are countless storms and clouds brewing.

There are rumors that the eighth generation sword master was suppressed in the Demon-Suppressing Cave of Songshan Temple, and almost everyone knew about it.

They naturally have selfish intentions, because if they obtain the sword bone master's teachings, they may become the best in the world and then ascend to the death.

Such a great temptation, even if you take huge risks, you will be willing to lose your life in the end.

After obtaining the Immortal Book, you will have powerful skills, free and easy all over the world, and you will also have immortality. This is something that many mortals cannot seek.

After all, how many years will a person rise to the world? Are they the turn of those with poor qualifications? If they are not qualified enough, they can only fight for opportunities.

Their unstable factors are also helpless because the news happened after they preached the Arhat Ceremony.

Many people in the world are mixed in this ceremony when holding a grand ceremony, so that they cannot be separated or expelled.

After all, many people really participate in the ceremony, and they can't tell whether they have any thoughts.

However, with the force of Songshan Temple, it is enough to guard the core of the temple. After all, there are thousands of monks and powerful force.

Especially the Sutra Pavilion and the back mountain, outsiders are not allowed to enter, and there are also many masters who have the Demon Subduing Cave.

In just a few days, people in the martial arts world, with indiscretions, explored Songshan Temple and repeatedly broke into the back mountain, trying to see the demon-subduing cave and get the opportunity to get the immortal scripture.

But how can the Demon-Surrendering Cave be allowed to enter as the important place of Songshan Temple? There are countless people who want to break through, but none of them can enter.

For a moment, the entire Songshan Temple was surging, waiting for an outbreak.

Time flies, Zhuang Xia and others who had been staying in the guest room for a few days have been practicing qigong. Finally, the Arhat Ceremony of Songshan Temple is about to begin.
Chapter completed!