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As long as the explosive force is sufficient and exceeds the upper limit that these stick monks can withstand, the formation can be broken.

Of course, under normal attack, it is not so easy to break the Arhat Stick Formation.

Even those at the level of the Ten Lords can’t break it in one go.

Of course, the old Taoist priest is excluded.

However, there are several key nodes in the Arhat Stick Formation.

As long as we attack those nodes, it would be like kicking a lame man's good leg.

Definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

It just so happened that after three and a half years of fighting wits and courage, Qin Shiyue had already understood those nodes and changes clearly.

So in just a few seconds, Qin Shiyue knocked down all those stick monks.

The eighteen monks vomited blood and looked at Qin Shiyue with horror on their faces, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

"Impossible! Impossible!!!"

The leading monk glared at Qin Shiyue, his eyes were cracked and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

This shows how great an impact the fact that the Arhat Stick Formation was vulnerable in front of Qin Shiyue had on them.

These stick monks have been trained for the Arhat Stick Formation since childhood, and it can even be said that the Arhat Stick Formation has almost become their belief. Now their belief has been easily shattered.

It would be strange if it didn't collapse.

"What's impossible? The Arhat stick formation is nothing new. You should stand at attention when you get hit, don't you know? Next time, if you have a chance, don't use the Arhat stick formation with eighteen people. Triple or quadruple the number. Then maybe I can still find it difficult."

Pfft!

When the leading monk heard Qin Shiyue's words, he was so angry that he vomited blood again. His eyes went dark and he almost fainted. He bit his back teeth tightly, trying to keep himself awake.

The look he gave Qin Shiyue was filled with humiliation.

Seeing the stick monk's cannibalistic behavior, Qin Shiyue felt helpless.

No way? No way? Does this guy think I am humiliating him? God knows, he is really not afraid of the Arhat stick formation of the thirty-six stick monks!

He is telling the truth.

Qin Shiyue shrugged helplessly upon seeing this. The Eighteen Monks with Sticks were nothing to be afraid of. Not to mention forming a formation in a short period of time, the fact that they could stand up was considered strong enough for them.

However, there are always unexpected things, and Qin Shiyue doesn't want such an accident to happen to herself.

Qin Shiyue appeared in front of the leading monk with a stick in a flash, and formed a claw with one hand, attacking the monk's limbs at an extremely fast speed.

Click!Click!

"Ah!!! How dare you! How dare you!!! No!!!"

The teeth-grinding sound of bones and muscles being torn apart was heard, accompanied by the screams of the monk with the stick.

The scream was so shrill that it could definitely make people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Normally, these stick monks have undergone rigorous training, and Qin Shiyue only needs to use the Dragon Claw Hand to remove their keys without causing them so much pain.

The key point is that while Qin Shiyue dislocated his joints, he also used Qi to destroy several of his key meridians.

If these meridians are destroyed, they will become useless.

The Qi in Dantian can no longer flow, and over time, it will gradually dissipate in the body.

This outcome is similar to the injuries suffered by Master Jiekong, except that Master Jiekong severed his own meridians.

In any case, Qin Shiyue had no way to recover from Master Jiekong's injuries. Even if he had mastered the Rejuvenation Technique to perfection after the last time, there was still no way to help.

He had no way, and he believed that those bald monks from Shaolin had no way to restore their meridians.

Otherwise, Master Jiekong would not have been disabled until now, with no possibility of recovery at all.

Back then, Master Jiekong had more say in Shaolin than that abbot Laozi.

Most people stand on the side of Master Jiekong. It is not easy for those who fanned the flames and destroyed Master Jiekong to prevent him from recovering.

Therefore, Qin Shiyue can be sure that there is no way to repair it in Shaolin!

Even if there is, the price to be paid would surely be extremely exaggerated. At least it would not be used on these stick monks.

[Ding! Host's violation of precepts detected]

[Violation of the precept of anger]

[Reward: Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill Proficiency +1]

......

Hearing the system's prompt, Qin Shiyue's eyes lit up slightly. Wow! The proficiency was directly added to the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art!

Ever since the Golden Bell Cover was broken through into the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, it has been extremely difficult to make further progress.

It is no exaggeration to say that the value of one point of proficiency in the Vajra Indestructible Art is definitely higher than the value of seven or eight points of proficiency in the Golden Bell Cover.

As expected, the act of destroying one's cultivation level is a very high level of breaking the precepts!

You can come more often when you have nothing to do.

Qin Shiyue looked at the frightened eyes of the remaining seventeen stick monks and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The conditions do not allow it. If conditions permit, take them away directly, kill one a day, plus the three abbots.

Wow, I get excited just thinking about it. Breaking the rules is so easy.

The Eighteen-Stick Monk, who thought he was mentally strong, was completely defeated after seeing Qin Shiyue's hungry wolf-like eyes.

They never thought that one day their cultivation would be destroyed.

But the living example of the leader of the stick monks was right in front of them!

Qin Shiyue's cruelty was beyond their imagination.

According to the information, this guy is just a thief, a drunkard, and a sly person. How could he be so cruel?

"No! Don't destroy us!"

"Let's go now! Let's go now!"

"Please let us go. Please let us go."

"I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."

......

Eleven or twelve monks were so scared that they begged for mercy on the spot, but a few monks did not choose to beg for mercy. Instead, they staggered to their feet, endured the burning sensation in their internal organs, and chose to flee in all directions.

"Tsk tsk, you want to run away after you've done something wrong? It's not that easy. You have to admit your mistakes and stand at attention when you're beaten. What did your master teach you?"

Qin Shiyue looked at the backs of those monks with sticks, his face full of sarcasm.

The next second, Qin Shiyue's figure flashed, and he performed the skill of crossing the river on a reed to perfection.

In the blink of an eye, he knocked down the three stick monks, making them suffer the same fate as their boss.

As good brothers who have grown up together, it is natural that we should share the joys and sorrows!

"stop!"

Suddenly a loud shout echoed through the woods.

I saw the three abbots of Prajna Hall, Arhat Hall, and Bodhidharma Hall standing in a triangular shape, surrounded by light.

Those lights seemed like lines that tightly bound the three of them together.

Seeing this, even a fool would know what secret magic the three of them were using.

I guess it’s some kind of formation or something like that.

After all, Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, so it has no shortage of formations.