The four demon monks couldn't stand it anymore and sent a letter of challenge, asking each of them to show their magical powers and win or lose in three formations.
This played into Qin Feng's plan, so Qing Xuzi agreed and made an appointment for the time and place of the duel. Then the soldiers were divided into two:
Some people are responsible for monitoring every move of the four demon monks to prevent them from secretly doing evil and engaging in conspiracy.
He led another group of people and made corresponding preparations based on the content of the three competitions. He wanted to ensure that on the day of the duel, the four demon monks would be completely defeated and brought to hell!
In a word: I can do bad things myself, but don’t let the other person do bad things. I am the worst in the world!
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On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the fifth year of Chongzhen, it was cloudy, windy, and chilly!
The day of the showdown has arrived.
The fact that monks and Taoists use three formations to determine victory or defeat has been spread by word of mouth and has become known to everyone in Fuping City.
Therefore, on the day of the duel, almost all the people in Fuping City came out in full force and rushed to the high platform outside the south gate, wanting to watch this once-in-a-lifetime event.
Even some local officials put on ordinary clothes, brought their wives and children, and mingled with the crowd to watch.
Loving to watch the excitement and not taking things too seriously is one of the innate natures of the Chinese nation and will never change!
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"Amitabha...Amitabha!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord... Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
At midnight in the morning, amid the sound of Buddha's trumpets, four great monks, Shan Kong, Shan Chai, Shan Shi, and Shan Se, came to the west side of the high platform with a group of young novice monks.
At the same time, Qing Xuzi led a group of Taoist priests to the east side of the high platform. Xiong Da and Xiong Er were both in the team, still wearing Taoist robes. According to the plan, the two of them would compete on the stage later.
Qin Feng did not show up directly, but led a group of soldiers wearing ordinary clothes to mix among the onlookers, waiting for opportunities to act according to the situation.
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"Amitabha, fellow Taoists opposite, listen carefully. Today is a life-and-death showdown between each other. If you are afraid, bow your head and admit defeat as soon as possible and leave Fuping County. You can still save your life, otherwise it will be too late!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, since the poor Taoists have agreed to compete on stage, there is no reason to be afraid. On the contrary, if the masters on the opposite side are timid, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid a bad end!"
"Hmph, in that case, let's sign a life and death certificate!"
"good!"
The two sides bickered for a while, then took out a certificate of life and death and each signed their names on it.
In this way, even if there are casualties in the subsequent duel, the other party does not have to be responsible!
The certificate of life and death has been signed, and then the two sides begin to compete on stage. The first round: golden gun and chokehold.
The rule is that one person from each side stands face to face on a high platform, with a sharp double-headed spear placed flat in the middle and pressed against the vital points of the two people's throats. Then the two people stretch out their arms and press forward at the same time.
Whoever cannot hold on during this period and retreats will lose.
If you can't practice well, your throat will be pierced by a spear, so you lose!
"Amitabha, in this round the poor monk will compete!"
Shankong, one of the four great monks, walked to the middle of the high platform. He first took off his Five Buddha Crown and Seven Treasures Rosary, and then took off his brocade cassock and gray monk's robe, revealing his muscular upper body.
On the other side of the stage was Xiong Da, who took off his Taoist robe, revealing his powerful body with knotted veins.
"Hoo...ho!"
After the two stood up, they each pressed the tip of their spear against the vital part of their throats. They roared at the same time and pushed their bodies forward. As a result, the white alder wood gun shaft, which was as thick as a duck egg, was bent by the pressure, but their throats were unscathed!
Seeing this scene, the people in the audience exclaimed and talked a lot.
"Senkong Shankong is really powerful. He can actually use his throat to withstand the sharp tip of a spear. This must be the protection of gods and Buddhas!"
"The Taoist priest opposite is not bad either. He must be an expert who has been practicing for many years!"
"Tell me, between the two people on stage, who can win this round?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. This is the tiger going up the mountain and the tiger coming down the mountain. The dragon in the clouds meets the dragon in the mist. They are both powerful characters, and they are protected by gods and Buddhas. The outcome is unpredictable!"
The people didn't know why and thought that the two people on the stage were protected by gods and Buddhas, so they were invulnerable to spears.
There are also a very few discerning people who know that the two people on the stage are not gods and Buddhas protecting the body at all, but the golden bell shield and iron shirt kung fu they practice. When you practice this kung fu to a certain level, you can withstand the attack of sharp weapons, and a white spot can be pierced by a spear. , the knife cuts a white seal, very powerful!
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On the stand, half the time for the incense stick had passed. Both of them were glaring angrily and pushing forward, neither of them willing to step back.
After a stick of incense, the two of them were still equally matched, but if you look closely, you will find that Xiong Da's body is as steady as a mountain, while Monk Shankong's body is trembling slightly.
After a while, the latter shivered even more fiercely.
It turns out that the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt skills do not make you invulnerable at any time and anywhere after you master them. Instead, you need to move the Dantian and tighten the muscles of the whole body to withstand the attacks of sharp weapons. And the deeper the skill, The longer you hold on.
Monk Shankong's Golden Bell Gauntlet was originally good at practicing, but in recent years, he has been cheating, cheating, eating, drinking, and having fun, and he has become a lot lazy in practicing. In addition, he often sneaks into brothels, and his Yuanyang energy is greatly vented, so his Kung Fu Not as good as before.
Xiong Da is not the same. He has studied and practiced hard since he was a child and has never slacked off. He is still unmarried and his Yuanyang Qi has not been released, so his kung fu is naturally great.
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"Huh...huh!"
After a while, Monk Shankong was trembling all over, sweating profusely, panting heavily, and it seemed that he could no longer hold on.
Winning or losing is important, but it is not as important as one's own life. If the green hills are left, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood... Thinking of this, Monk Shankong will retreat and admit defeat.
Just as Nazhi was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his Dantian, as if he had been pricked by something. Then his whole body lost all strength, and the tip of the spear pressed against his throat was immediately pierced.
"Ah...puff, pfft!"
"Senior Brother Shankong...Master, Master...that's not good, Master has passed away, wuwu!"
The spear entered his throat and blood spurted out. Monk Shankong screamed and fell to the stage. He covered the wound tightly with both hands and his body continued to twitch.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other three great monks quickly led a group of novice monks to check on the situation and tried to apply gold sore medicine and bandage the wound, but unfortunately it was of no use.
Monk Shankong was injured in a vital part, and due to excessive blood loss, he soon died of anger, his eyes were wide open, and he died with eyes wide open!
Seeing this, all the big and small monks were filled with sadness, but no one noticed that a steel needle as thin as an ox's hair was inserted into the Dantian of Monk Shankong, with a faint blue light on it.
Who shot the monk Shan Kong?
Of course it’s Qin Feng!
Although the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt skills are powerful, they also have several key points: the eyes, temples, ears, pubic area, lower yin... Once hit, the skills will be broken immediately!
Monk Shan Kong couldn't hold on anymore and was ready to retreat and admit defeat to save his life.
Qin Feng could see clearly in the crowd, so naturally he couldn't let him get what he wanted, so under the cover of several soldiers beside him, he quietly took out a blowpipe and blew out a steel needle soaked in snake venom, hitting the good person. The monk's Dantian was empty, and the latter's strength gave out, and he was stabbed in the throat with a spear and died.
Because a life and death certificate had been signed in advance, there was nothing to be held accountable even if Monk Shankong died.
However, the monks did not admit defeat. After carrying the body down, they asked to continue the second formation: burning the body in flames!
