Chapter 55 (1/2)
When the wind blew, the green leaves on the branches swayed, as if infected by the atmosphere. The crisp leaves all over the sky left the branches and fell.
Deng Yuanjue was on alert. A little sweat was seeping from his forehead and his whole body was full of Qi. He held the refined steel Zen stick in his hand. There was some sweat in his palm. He fought for life and death more than 100 times in his life, but not once. He could compare with this young man and stood there simply.
He could feel the momentum of Chen Ang's gradual cohesion, as if the red sun was rising at the beginning, brilliant and vast, swallowing thousands of miles of clouds and dyeing the red rivers and mountains, which brought him almost suffocating pressure.
Sheng Ji will decline. Deng Yuanjue has been waiting for the moment when Chen Ang's breath turns from strong to weak. He would rather connect with him face to face, which is bound to be an earth shaking blow, than face a vigorous and vigorous Chen ang, who is constantly burning and agitating in the battle.
But this time, he miscalculated.
Chen ang just stood there simply, but his Qi machine has been connected with the surroundings. The wind, the trees and the fallen leaves are all part of him. With his will and momentum, he is killing his fighting spirit.
Shi Bao struggled to borrow the knife. The sweat on his forehead blurred his vision. Facing Chen ang, he didn't dare to wipe it. He mentioned his internal force for too long, which made his meridians faint and painful.
Both of them understand that no matter what the odds are, they must fight at the next moment, otherwise they will never have another chance. Waiting for Chen Ang's momentum to decline, they may not wait until they die.
”Ming Zun bless me, subdue the devil and eliminate the traitors!” Deng Yuanjue whispered. A 100 kg Zen stick, like a piece of paper, was lifted up by him. He was crazy, crazy and angry. Deng Yuanjue, who has always been calm and calm, pretended to be a crazy devil at this moment. His Zen stick in his hand was like a dragon going to sea, tossing and swinging. Under many illusions, it was a powerful force of a thousand kg.
It's consciousness and detachment. Deng Yuanjue's behavior is crazy. A Zen stick shows the madness incisively and vividly. It's amazing to throw the staff method. On his face, he looks like peace, joy, quiet wisdom and consciousness. His eyes are half open and half closed, showing detached wisdom and consciousness.
”The crazy devil of the staff method, my heart is like a Buddha. The more crazy I am, the more detached I am. When my madness is exhausted, wisdom will come into life!” Chen ang indulged in laughter and stepped into the shadow of the staff one step at a time, and came to life at a dead end. Although that breath is shaky, no matter how crazy Deng Yuanjue is, the Zen staff is still a minute away from Chen Ang's key.
”Unexpectedly, the master is a Shaolin disciple!” Chen ang cut the shadow of the staff with one hand and pressed it on Deng Yuanjue's Zen staff, like Mount Tai taking root. No matter how the iron staff is stirred, it can't be separated from Chen ang.
There was a thin layer of white sweat on Deng Yuanjue's forehead. His monk's robe was half loosened, revealing the muscles and bones of steel wire knot on his chest. He looked solemn and majestic. It was the essence of Luohan's subduing the devil in the mad devil staff method. Shaolin Temple has been inherited for thousands of years. Is there anyone who can surpass Deng Yuanjue in the attainments of the mad devil staff method?
”The samadhi family has received the favor of Shaolin, but the way is different. How can I bear it? I don't want to learn from the Buddha's consciousness, the Bodhisattva's compassion, and the bird's spirit that takes the overall situation into account. I just learn from the golden Gang's anger and one stick to overturn the injustice of the world!” Deng Yuanjue said with a long smile: ”I kicked the Golden Buddha, demolished the temple, went down the mountain to live happily with my brothers and overturn the injustice of the world.”
He shouted loudly, looked heroic, put life and death behind him, and the staff method was more unrestrained. In Chen Ang's palm, he rushed left and right, overturned the five finger mountain, an iron staff was like a green dragon shaking its tail, and the clear shadow pulled out and hit Chen Ang's face directly.
”Good luck!” Chen ang was in high spirits. When he saw this powerful blow, he was not surprised but happy. His two fingers rubbed slightly. A little of the internal force of the synopsis of the Golden Chamber quietly pointed on the iron staff. Deng Yuanjue was surprised to find that the iron staff filled with his powerful internal force suddenly shook. The original feeling of being like an arm instruction disappeared without a trace.
A chaotic and complicated internal force atmosphere disrupted the iron staff Qi machine, making Deng Yuanjue's attack rhythm suddenly stagnate, revealing an inappropriate flaw.
Chen ang gently touched Deng Yuanjue's chest with a point of strength.
The dragonfly hit the water and closed it as soon as it touched it. Deng Yuanjue only felt a cold on his chest, and Chen ang had withdrawn.
Shi Bao, who was facing huang shang faintly, peeped at the opportunity and drank violently. His long knife soared in his hand and cut Chen Ang's neck. He didn't dare to straight tassel Chen Ang's front, but he didn't mind picking up a bargain when he met the opportunity. After Chen Ang's breath calmed down, the rising momentum retreated like a tide.
Smart people like Deng Yuanjue can naturally find that Chen ang has a deep breath like a deep sea behind him, but people like Shi Bao only see the fluctuations of the surface tide, but they don't understand that for the sea, there must be huge waves after the huge receding tide.