Zongwu: Murong Fu! I want both the beauty and the kingdom

"No, no, this person is not you, but my young master!" Bao Bu Tong stood up and spoke.

Although Jiumozhi had noticed a few people with hair among the monks before, he thought they were lay disciples of Shaolin Temple and did not pay much attention to them. However, he did not expect that when he was feeling proud of laying the groundwork step by step, he would be interrupted by Bao Bu Tong's words.

Jiumozhi suppressed his dissatisfaction, put his hands together, and said: "This humble monk has just arrived at Shaolin Temple. May I ask who you are, young master? "

"Listen carefully:

He is praised by everyone for his kindness and generosity, and his fame spreads far and wide for his talent and strong will.

Reward the good and punish the evil, determine life and death, and chivalry will last forever.

The righteous man will accompany you, and the beauty will always be with you without regrets.

The people of Dali taught me to be their leader, who is the best at the pinnacle of martial arts? "

"It is my young master, Gusu Murong Fu!" When Bao Bu Tong said this, he really snatched away all the glory from Jiumozhi.

These few lines of doggerel were written by Murong Fu in his study when he was in Dali before, but were dug out and found by Bao Bu Tong. Murong Fu felt as if he was socially dead, the kind of feeling that he had secretly boasted about himself but then had them dug out and repeatedly criticized.

But at this moment, a system prompt came: "Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the title of 'Top of Martial Arts' and the corresponding seal. Wearing this title and seal, the host's luck value will increase by 40%."

"Damn~ This system actually encourages me to wear this title. Hmm~, how do I wear this title?" Murong Fu couldn't help but ask in his heart.

"When the host meets a person with good fortune for the first time, if he or someone in his or her company recites the poem that bestows the title, he or she can wear the title."

After hearing what the system said, Murong Fu knew that this was an unexpected surprise. Bao Bu Tong was considered a lucky general, and Jiumozhi was clearly a man of great luck.

"System, what is Jiumozhi's luck value!?" Murong Fu continued to ask.

"Host, Jiumozhi's luck value is 90 luck points, and it is still increasing!"

Murong Fu looked at Jiumozhi. Qiao Feng's luck value was only 100 million, while Jiumozhi's luck value was about to catch up with Qiao Feng. This must be the result of the world's power correcting it.

When Bao Bu Tong called out Murong Fu's name, Jiumozhi's eyes shrank, which did not escape Murong Fu's eyes. Murong Fu was even more certain that Jiumozhi was the murderer of his mother.

Jiumozhi did not reveal any other flaws, and also put his hands together: "So it is Young Master Murong, I, Jiumozhi, am honored to meet you. But I do not believe that Young Master Murong can perform the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills!"

Seeing Jiumozhi act like this, Murong Fu just suppressed his anger and stepped forward and said, "What my Third Brother Bao said is absolutely not false. Whether it is true or not, the Imperial Master will know it after a try."

"Abbot Xuanci, Young Master Murong said he knows all 72 Shaolin unique skills. Why don't you let your temple try one or two of them?" Jiumozhi had something on his mind and was unwilling to fight against Murong Fu, so he changed his mind and let Murong Fu fight with the monks of Shaolin Temple first to see how capable Murong Fu is.

Master Xuanci smiled and said, "Young Master Murong is indeed a rare genius. I have already investigated him before. What Young Master Murong said is absolutely true! But I wonder if it is true that the National Master said that he knows the 72 unique skills of Shaolin!"

Jiumozhi paused when he heard this, thinking that he was unlucky. What happened today did not go according to his script. Instead, Shaolin Temple was just watching from the sidelines, and he had to fight with Murong Fu.

Jiumozhi knew that he couldn't escape today, so he just went alone and said, "In this case, I will come to the Shaolin Temple to test whether what Major Murong said is true!?"

"Young Master Murong, your father and I have been friends for many years. When I heard that your father passed away, I was deeply saddened. I also said that after paying homage to Shaolin, I would go to Chanhe Village to pay homage to Brother Murong's spirit tablet!

The Murong family and I are old friends, and today we must stop here." Jiumozhi's words were a slap in the face of both Shaolin Temple and Murong Fu.

But Murong Fu's eyes were filled with even more hatred. Murong Fu said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Imperial Master!"

Jiumozhi saw Murong Fu's bad look and was afraid that he knew about the matter of Murong's mother in Chanhe Manor. He immediately restrained his mind. Although he had a smile on his face, it was not a smile on the surface: "Nephew Murong, be careful!"

Jiumozhi's body slightly turned, his left palm suddenly raised horizontally, and his right fist struck out straightly, which was a move from Shaolin's unique Vajra Fist called "Luo Zhong Dong Ying".

The tripod in front of Jiumozhi flew upwards. Before the tripod fell, Jiumozhi slapped back with his left hand, using the same Prajna Palm move of "Subduing the Outer Dao". The tripod turned half a circle in the air, and with a snap, it shot towards Murong Fu.

When Murong Fu saw Jiumozhi's movements, he knew that Jiumozhi was also using the Xiao Wuxiang Gong to activate Shaolin's unique skills, but the power was even greater than that of the previous Shaolin.

Seeing the bronze tripod flying towards him, Murong Fu did not dare to be negligent and also got ready. When the tripod came in front of Murong Fu, it was about to hit him.

Ah Zhu, Ah Bi and Yi Lin who came rushing over couldn't help but worry about Murong Fu. Yi Lin even screamed when she saw the bronze tripod coming towards her.

Murong Fu threw a punch, and that punch was extremely powerful. A wave of internal force appeared in front of Murong Fu's fist. It was the "Mainstay" move in the Vajra Fist. The bronze tripod was stopped by Murong Fu's punch before it even reached him.

Murong Fu then struck out with his left hand using the Prajna Palm, which was a move of the Prajna Palm called "All Evils Retreat". The bronze tripod shot back towards Jiumozhi along the same path.

All the monks in the field were amazed. Not only did Jiumozhi and Murong Fu know Shaolin's unique skills, but the power of their skills even surpassed those of several senior monks who had been immersed in learning Vajra Fist and Prajna Palm for decades.

Jiumozhi suddenly felt a great deal of pressure. Although Murong Fu in front of him was very young, his skills were comparable to his own. If he had not obtained the Lesser Wuxiang Gong before, which greatly increased his skills, at this rate, he was afraid that he would not be Murong Fu's opponent.

But although Murong Fu was very strong, Jiumozhi was not afraid at this time. Jiumozhi stretched out his thumb and pressed forward, and the bronze tripod in the air suddenly stopped, and then pressed it again, and the bronze tripod flew towards Murong Fu again.

At this time, Master Xuanshi took a breath of cold air and murmured, "It's so terrifying!"

Ah Zhu and the others hurriedly asked how horrible it was and why it was so horrible.

It turned out to be the Moka Finger used by Jiumozhi. The first finger stopped the bronze tripod, while the second and third fingers struck out forward and backward. Because of their extremely fast speed, most people thought it was only one finger, but it was actually two fingers.

Moreover, these three fingers are the authentic moves of Moka Finger: "Three times of entering hell." The hard work of practicing these three fingers is like going to hell every time. Therefore, Master Xuanshi couldn't help but be surprised, because even he himself had not practiced Moka Finger to such a high level.