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Six hundred and ninetieth chapters harsh

Luo Tianbao felt very uncomfortable at this time. Although Bai Jinting did all this voluntarily, in the final analysis it was to help himself. He originally wanted to say a few words of condolences, but at this moment Bai Jinting suddenly pulled him.

"Tianbao, please give way first, I can't see clearly what's going on on the stage."

Luo Tianbao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he realized that he had blocked Bai Jinting's view, and immediately hid aside. Then he saw Bai Jinting looking at the competition on the ring. He was quite involved in the competition, and he sighed from time to time. It seemed that there was no trace of blood on his legs.

As if he was not injured, Luo Tianbao couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when he saw this. He said to himself that this fourth brother is really crazy about martial arts. He doesn't even care about his own injuries when encountering a wonderful fight. However, this also shows that he is not at the moment.

Luo Tianbao was relieved that nothing was serious and he raised his head to watch the competition.

In fact, after everyone carried Bai Jinting down, Xiahou Suiliang picked up the wolf-toothed ax that he had just thrown out, and smiled at Baoshu: "Master, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

No matter what he thought in his heart when talking to others, Baoshu at least maintained the demeanor of an eminent monk on the surface. Only when he saw Xiahou Suiliang, the anger in his heart could no longer be contained, and he immediately said: "Yes, King Dongping must have originally thought that this poor monk was here."

Shi’s head should be somewhere else, or else he’s being held in a prison in the capital, right?”

Xiahou Suiliang smiled: "Why, Master still remembers our last enmity?"

"Haha, the old monk has dominated the world for nearly fifty years, but he suffered such a big loss at the hands of your master and disciple, and almost died. This hatred for the old monk is unforgettable."

"Oh, why are you so angry when you become a monk? Although I am not a disciple of Buddhism, I also know that greed, anger, and ignorance are the most taboo in your Buddhist family. Master, you are obviously violating the precepts by acting like this."

Baoshu's heart moved slightly when he heard this. Xiahou Suiliang's words were indeed correct. Buddhism emphasizes that the four elements are empty, and the most taboo is love and hate in the secular world. His current mentality is indeed wrong, but then he thought about how much suffering he had suffered.

You can't just forget it, right? At that time, the competitive spirit took over again.

"King Dongping, you don't have to say anything. The poor monk is not here to discuss Buddhism with you today. In short, the poor monk who was accompanied by your master and disciple almost died last time. We have to ignore this debt. Now that you are on stage, we are just in time

Make a settlement!"

"So you have to fight?"

"What do you think?"

"Forget it, you Buddhists are very particular about fate. Maybe this is also the bad fate between us. In that case, let's fight it out today."

"please!"

Both of them knew that a fierce battle was unavoidable today, so they stopped talking and started fighting with their weapons. No wonder Bai Jinting didn't bother to watch the fight just now because he was injured. This was a test of quality.

Gao Kan is ranked first since the start of the competition, even surpassing the previous match between Yu Feishang and Xia Hou Suiliang. Even Yu Daojing, Jin Shihai and other "Four Saints of Wulin" couldn't help but watch carefully. It can be said that this match has represented today's

The highest level of martial arts in the world.

Originally Baoshu was slightly stronger than Xiahou Suiliang, but the last time he was with him, he was seriously injured and vomited blood. Although he was fine after several months of recuperation, his condition could not be restored to his best after all, and he was not as strong as himself against Bai Jinting and others.

His opponent is not yet obvious, but once he faces a strong opponent like Xiahou Suiliang, he obviously feels a little powerless. After all, Xiahou Suiliang has fought several times before. Although he has stepped down to rest, his physical strength has been exhausted after all, so the two of them are

The fight was evenly matched, and there was no winner for a hundred rounds.

Everyone present was amazed by this competition. Many people never dreamed that martial arts could be practiced to this level. At first, everyone thought that they were unambiguous, but now when they compare with others, their whole life's kung fu is in vain.

After practicing, even a person like Kira, who has such a high-level vision, can't help but feel his heart sinking slightly. Originally, he came to the inland this time to make a name for himself and let the people in the inland see that the martial arts in the Western Region is the best in the world.

Unparalleled, as a result, Monk Daoyan taught him a hard lesson at Shuanglong Pass. Only then did he realize that the "Four Saints of Martial Arts" were indeed well-deserved and that he was not as good as them. But even so, Kira was not too depressed. After all, the "Four Saints of Martial Arts"

After many years of fame, everyone recognized him as the pinnacle of the martial arts world. It was not shameful for him to lose to them, and it didn't mean anything. But now, Baoshu and Xiahou Suiliang could compare to themselves in any martial arts skill.

At this time, Kira realized that the world is too big, and there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Although he can't say that he can't take advantage of these few attacks, he definitely can't defeat the others. Kira, who has been proud for half his life, can't help but feel

Somewhat disappointed.

At this moment, something changed on the stage. The four weapons of Baoshu and Xiahou Suiliang suddenly came against each other. It turned out that the two of them had been fighting for so long, and they both knew that they were indistinguishable in terms of moves, so they decided to compete in the end.

At first glance, it seems that the weapons of two people are fighting against each other. In fact, both of them have used their lifelong skills. Whoever loses first at this time will have to face the overwhelming internal force on the other side, and the outcome will be right or wrong.

Even if he is injured, it can be said that the competition has reached this stage and he is already working hard.

Although Luo Tianbao was not top-notch in terms of strength, he had a very high vision. He understood at a glance that he was worried that his senior brother would be wrong, but with his own ability, he could not save himself even if he took the stage. When he thought about it, he could only find the master Bo Jinshihai.

"Uncle, it's too dangerous for my senior brother to continue like this. At this point, none of us can get involved. We can only ask you to take action."

Jin Shihai frowned when he heard this: "Tianbao, don't worry. You and Suiliang are both my nephews. My uncle will never sit idly by. It's just that Suiliang and Baoshu's skills are too high, and there are no outsiders here. Let's be honest."

To be honest, even if it’s my uncle, I’m not confident enough to separate them both at the same time. If I don’t handle it properly, I might even be injured.”

When Luo Tianbao heard what the senior uncle said, it was not unreasonable. Baoshu and his senior brother's martial arts were only slightly inferior to the "Four Saints of Martial Arts". It seemed that the senior uncle alone could not do it. At that time, he turned around and looked at Dao Yan.

Sitting next to him, he thought that if this man was willing to come on stage, he and his uncle would be able to separate the two people with their skills, so Luo Tianbao hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master, the situation is urgent now. Could you please help me and my uncle to take over?"

If these two save the siege on stage, I will be rewarded handsomely afterwards!"

Dao Yan was cracking melon seeds at this time. Hearing Luo Tianbao's words, he couldn't help but smile: "Young Marshal, you are joking. The monk is a monk. It is his duty to do good deeds and accumulate virtue. If you are someone else, you don't have to say anything. The old monk has to come on stage.

But Xia Hou Suiliang... This man is too deep in the city and too ambitious. Even if he is following you and his son and doing good things now, he might be a hidden danger to the world in the future. If he really dies on stage like this, he might be a disaster.

What a blessing to the common people."

"This..." Luo Tianbao couldn't help but frown after hearing this. What Dao Yan said was partly true. Even Luo Tianbao didn't agree with some of his elder brother's actions, but no matter what, Xiahou Suiliang kept saying it again and again.

After helping him, Luo Tianbao personally has no qualifications to criticize his senior brother, let alone want to see him die. Now hearing Dao Yan's words, he can't help but feel a bit harsh, but he knows that Dao Yan is known as the "Crazy Monk"
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