Martial Arts Master Chapter 118: Release
The "chapel" of Dahang Temple is a bluestone square with a length of more than 300 meters. There are vicissitudes of mottled buddhist pagodas on the surrounding edges. They have wooden structures and stone castings. They all exude pure compassion. The peaceful and comfortable fluctuations converge in the center, illuminating a little brilliance, like the arrival of the Buddha country, and even let the spectators living on the towers farther away precipitate their bodies and minds, forgetting their worries and customs.
It is conceivable that once a warrior steps into this area, how much will the mind be affected, and how much interference will the spirit encounter.
This is the home court advantage of Daxing Temple!
In the four buddhist towers, there is a monk in red robes sitting cross-legged on glazed tiles, aged, or middle-aged, or shaped like dead wood, or has a ruddy face, or holding a magic circle, or carrying black Long soft whip.
They are all high-ranking monks from the Bodhi Temple of Dahang Temple. They sit here to prevent the aftermath of the battle or "derail" fireball from destroying the Buddha Pagoda. You must know that the relics of the masters of the past are placed inside!
Because of this, Daxing Temple does not need to consider the unsuitable use of the home court. Whatever the broken bluestone square looks like is a category that can be repaired.
"Fighting in this kind of place, I always feel disrespectful to the bones of the seniors, what does Daxing Temple think..." Lou established by the window of the Zen hall that serves as the guest team's locker room, overlooking the "Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom."
Ning Zitong's hair curled up, revealing a slender neck with no neckline, and chuckled lightly:
"Everything is empty. How can you become a monk if you care about it? And with the help of the relics of the ancestors, it is not always the tradition of the monks?"
"Yes." Lou Cheng retracted his gaze and took out his phone.
It seems that I am a layman, not so enlightened!
At this time, in the simple and simple locker room of the home team, the guest Seng Zhijing knocked on the door and walked in, saluting:
"Abbot, the supervisory station is urging the roster."
Because there are drones shooting along the way, it is described as haggard, and the corners of the eyes, mouth and nose are all drooping. The method is far from bringing that pile of paper signs to maintain the image of a **** monk.
But it didn't affect his communication with others. Shishan smiled slightly and sat cross-legged to the other side, less than five meters apart.
After another moment of silence with big eyes and small eyes, Shi Shan got up and said:
"Let's do whatever it takes today."
"Suiyuan...This is very meaningful." "King Ming" Zhihai thought about it seriously.
He has another nickname on the Internet called "Tang Elder", which means that he is as handsome and "stay" as Tang Sanzang. He is loved by "fairies" and can't wait to swallow it.
Shishan glanced at him, then sighed helplessly:
Hey, it seems normal for me to be the only person in the Waigang of Daxing Temple...
He tore the paper next to him, wrote the names of himself, the abbot, and King Ming separately, and then mixed them a few times, letting the knowledgeable guest Seng Zhijing collect them.
Zhijing stands on her chest with one hand, like a poor woman who is afraid of being caught, while silently muttering "I don't think about anything", "I don't think about anything", and "I don't think about anything", while probing and drawing The first appearance of Waigang.
He unfolded a look, saw the word "Fayuan", and hurriedly announced the Buddha's name:
"Master Abbot."
After that, he drew out the second Waigang and showed it around:
"Brother Zhihai."
So, the order of Daxing Temple's appearance has been decided accordingly:
Fayuan monk, "Super-grade" Zhihai, "Living Buddha" Shishan-Zhihai currently has the title of "Super-grade", which can be crowned when submitting the list.
The substitutes include "Fire Dragon" Wang Xiaoshuang and others.
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Lu Yan changed into the visiting team's locker room and looked around and said:
"It is undeniable that we have left'Optimus Prime' and temporarily lacked the'Dragon King'. Our strength is slightly inferior to that of Dahang Temple. Since we are weak and strong, we must assume a posture of weak and strong. ."
He said these words, both like a rational analysis, but also as if they were made in a dark building. Before the other party could speak, he stared at his eyes and said:
"One-on-one is weak and strong, how would you play?"
Lou Cheng considered it for ten seconds and said:
"Analyze the specific situation in detail. If you don’t know enough about your opponent, you must first walk around and fight, watch and wait while consuming. Once you have the opportunity, immediately seize it and strive for a combo. If it doesn’t work, quickly distance yourself and repeat. The previous process."
"This is basically the truth. Now, we will extend it to the overall situation." Lv Yan slightly nodded, "The difference between the three Waigangs of Daxing Temple is actually not too big. Any order of appearance is possible, we just I didn’t know enough about my opponents to line up. At the beginning, I started wandering and fighting, and the energy consumption was one. In this regard, you should not let the'Queen Luo' do my part."
"No problem." Ning Zitong answered with a smile.
"After the'fight', I took the opportunity to break out. I am not as good as you in this respect." Lu Yan looked at Lou Cheng and admitted frankly, "As for the time, the situation and the different developments to make different responses, I will eat more. After 20 or 30 years of cooking, I still have more experience than you."
Coach, you want to say that you are old and tough? Lou Cheng laughed secretly and made a spit, nodding solemnly on the surface:
"Good."
The arrangement is properly arranged. After the list is submitted, the competition will not start until 20 minutes. They may move their bodies, or adjust their minds and bodies, or seek refueling from afar.
Lou Cheng put away his phone with a satisfied expression, and was about to close his eyes to adjust his breath, when he suddenly heard Guo Jie next to him ask in a low voice:
"If you played a game with Fayuan, Zhihai, and Shishan, what would you do during the dialogue time? What is the difference between them?"
Hey, when did "Wu Chi" talk so much? Lou Cheng turned his head in amazement, and saw Guo Jie looking out the window, his thoughts flying, as if unable to play, he was thinking about the situation of Fayuan, Zhihai and Shishan.
"Uh..." Lou Cheng groaned for a moment, "I have never met Fayuan Monk and'Ming King'. I don't know much about it. It's hard to say. If I meet a'living Buddha', I will, um, I will report the name of the dish, what kind of steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose......"
That guy is a foodie at first glance, and he belongs to the kind of meat that was previously forced to be a vegetarian. The name of the dish hit him!
Just as Lou Cheng's pride flashed, Guo Jie turned his eyes and asked in confusion:
"Did you learn cross talk before?"
Otherwise, why is the name of the dish so smooth?
"..." Lou Cheng was dumbfounded, and he replied for a long time, "I have always liked listening..."
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In the middle of the night in Cannes, seeing the time of the game approaching, the seconds were upset, so Yan Zuke turned on the computer and looked up the information.
Well, let’s do the report and calm down!
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In a dormitory at Songcheng University.
He Zi pushed the door in and saw Yan Xiaoling was applying cream.
"Box box, come and comfort me! I told them that I used face cream super fast recently. It was too diligent, but they laughed at my big face, 嘤嘤嘤..." Yan Xiaoling deliberately used her own childlike voice Exaggerated.
He Zi glanced at her: "It's not that your face is big, it's that your face is fat. You have gained a lot of meat recently~IndoMTL.com~Old Tie, you have a heartbreak..." Yan Xiaoling said, dumbfounded.
"This is not the point. The point is what cream you put on at two or three in the afternoon?" He Zi looked puzzled.
Yan Xiaoling deliberately sighed: "Hey, isn't it because I was too nervous last night. I didn't fall asleep until 6 or 7 in the morning for insomnia? Jin Jin was forcibly pulled up for a meal at noon. Her skin condition was not good, and people were particularly drowsy. , Thinking about making a mask, putting on a cream, eating something, and going to bed after a while, until tomorrow morning!"
"What are you nervous about?" He Zi asked curiously.
"It’s not that the seniors finally face the most outstanding warrior of this generation. Is the'King Ming' Zhihai? I can’t help being a little nervous..." At this point, Yan Xiaoling suddenly jumped up, "The game, the afternoon game, I forgot the game in the afternoon! I forgot to sleep!"
Looking at her hurriedly looking for a computer to open a computer to find a live broadcast website, she touched the book and touched her head from time to time, tears in the pain, making a mess, He Zi sighed helplessly, and whispered to herself:
I also forgot...
The one near Zhu is red, the one near Ling is barrier...
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At 3:10 in the afternoon, the shadow of the Buddha Pagoda on Bluestone Square began to elongate and covered with a golden layer. The referee walked to the center and waved to the locker rooms on both sides to signal that the game was about to start.
"It turned out to be the monk of Fayuan." Ning Zitong glanced at the list, and opened the door with a grin.
"Why Sister Ning is so happy and interested..." Lou Cheng said to himself in confusion.
The corner of Lu Yan's mouth moved slightly next to him, explaining:
"This is one of her hobbies. She always tries to make Fayuan's monk's closed mantra break through during the dialogue time."
Why is it like a little girl... Lou Cheng was amused.
But then again, after his heart-to-heart communication is completed, the closed mantra of the monk Fayuan should also be completed. Is there anything wrong in the middle?