One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

Bao Chan put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

Young Master Long, you're incredibly fast. I have to admit, if you use this kite-like fighting style, I won't be able to hit you.

But if you want to beat me, it will be extremely difficult.

Have you just exchanged a few blows with me?

Ma Long nodded with a smile in the air: "Hahaha, okay."

I dare, but there's no need!

I can easily avoid it, so why should I use my weakness to attack your strength?

Dude, are you a bit of a goofball?

Bao Chan was speechless after being rebuked, and after a long pause, he finally said, "Fine, fine, Young Master Long, you're amazing."

Even without exchanging blows, if I simply stand here without moving, no one of my generation can defeat me!

Upon hearing this, Ma Long became interested, and a competitive glint appeared in his eyes: "Master Bao Chan, don't boast."

"Judging from your tone, you want to stand there and let me hit you a couple of times, huh?"

Bao Chan nodded: "Haha, everyone calls him the Golden Body Little Arhat of Shaolin."

Young Master Long might as well give it a try.

Let's see if I deserve this title.

Ma Long was naturally pleased with Bao Chan's words. In any case, he wouldn't get beaten up, and it was great that he could do the beating himself.

"Alright, then I'll test Master Baochan's abilities."

You'd better be prepared, I can be really rough with my hands.

Bao Chan assumed a horse-riding squatting posture, releasing a large amount of Qi to surround himself, with Buddha light constantly appearing on his body.

"May Buddha have mercy, the dragon turtle has appeared!"

The Qi around Bao Chan slowly enveloped him, gradually forming a huge golden dragon turtle.

The dragon turtle was very strong and majestic, and Bao Chan looked solemn and dignified, inspiring awe and respect.

"Young Master Long, please make your move."

Ma Long agreed, "Okay!"

"Ghostly Traveling Talisman for Sealing Scriptures!"

"The Three Pure Ones Wooden Prison Talisman!"

"Five Warriors Binding Immortal Talisman"

Ma Long first tested Bao Chan with a few classic talismans, and strands of scripture wrapped around him, but they were dissolved in an instant.

Almost instantly vanished, Bao Chan chuckled: "Young Master Long, no need for testing, show us your true skills!"

Malone nodded: "Sure, your shell is sturdy enough."

"Kun character, Tuheche!"

A stone dragon arrives in an instant, but it also crumbles and melts away in the same instant, turning into clods of earth.

The dragon-turtle image on Bao Chan's body shook its head and continued to look at Xing Malong.

"Zhen! A thunderous strike!"

A bolt of lightning struck the dragon turtle's head and vanished instantly.

"Human Plate Technique, Eight Gates Movement!"

As expected, the Eight Gates Transport technique was ineffective against Bao Chan.

Ma Long wondered if the Chaotic Golden Tuo would work.

To test it out, he secretly released the chaotic golden clapper, and the result was completely unexpected.

The fact that the Chaotic Golden Tuo had been used up indicates that Bao Chan was not immune to this technique, but the Chaotic Golden Tuo could not suppress him, meaning it could not drag him to another time and space.

This puzzled Malone: ​​'What the heck is going on?'

The fact that he's expended energy means he's succeeded, but why can he still move?

Bao Chan saw Ma Long's confusion and laughed: "Haha, Young Master Long's methods are still too conservative."

It's fine to apply more force.

Why do you always use control methods?

"You know, in Dragon Turtle form, I'm immune to crowd control! No matter how powerful you are, it's useless."

Ma Long was even more surprised, exclaiming, "Control-free? That's outrageous!"

Bao Chan disagreed: "Is my argument outrageous?"

"You're capable of flying, teleporting, and summoning wind and rain—you think I'm being ridiculous?"

Ma Long gave an awkward smile: "Uh~ Even so, the immunity to control effects is just too powerful."

I was also quite surprised.

"Oh, what's so surprising? Does Young Master Long even know who my master is?"

Ma Long nodded: "Master Jie Kong, one of the Ten Elders, of course I know that."

"That's right, that settles it. Of course Master Jiekong has broken free of the control!"

After hearing this incredibly far-fetched explanation, Ma Long was speechless: "It's the emptiness of the four elements, isn't it?"

"Not the 'control' you mean by 'controlling,' is that how you talk about your master?"

Bao Chan rubbed the back of his head and laughed: "Hehehe, I was just joking with you."

My master has a good temper, so he won't blame me!

Basically, it's the same idea: if you can't control me, then use whatever other methods you have!

"Okay, okay! So you want to play like this?"

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the grass and trees wither, and the dew turns to frost!

"The character '巽' signifies the rise of autumn winds!"

"The character 'Kan' signifies the arrival of dew!"

A biting autumn wind swept in, making it impossible to open one's eyes; the chilling cold was so intense that it sent shivers down one's spine.

A heavy sense of impending doom filled the Qimen Dunjia formation.

Ma Long was no longer lazy; he was also very serious, even though Bao Chan told him to hit him.

But if I really can't fight back, I'll lose face.

Bao Chan was also holding his breath. He had made a boastful statement, and it would be too embarrassing if he stumbled in his area of ​​expertise.

"World Honored One, Ksitigarbha, all Buddhas of Prajna, help me!"

"Divine Disc, White Tiger Vajra Power!"

Bao Chan's aura of Buddha shone even brighter, clearly indicating that he had used his best skills.

Malone did the same, releasing a large amount of Qi, clasping his hands together, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

As he activated the White Tiger Force, a dazzling white-gold light shone from his tightly clenched hands, and Malone continued to exert his power.

These platinum rays gradually solidified into a physical form.

"The golden days are bleak, the journey begins with the white dew!"

Tianzhu Star!

Turning the tide, breaking through the enemy lines!

cut! "

At this moment, both Ma Long and Bao Chan were giving it their all.

Unlike the others who couldn't see the scene inside the Qimen formation clearly, Feng Baobao and Wang Ye saw it very carefully.

Two onlookers started exchanging ideas: "Sister Bao'er, do you think Junior Uncle can win?"

"It seems a bit risky to me."

Wang Ye was also worried for Ma Long. Although Bao Chan's methods were simple, they were really strong.

"It's okay, Longlong can win."

Hearing Feng Baobao say this, Wang Ye felt much more at ease and continued to ask, "I'm relieved to hear what Sister Bao'er said."

But how are you so sure that Junior Uncle will definitely beat Junior Master Baochan?

Feng Baobao calmly said, "Didn't the hero rankings already exist?"

Longlong's combat power is 12,000, but Baochan's is less than 8,000—a difference of 4,000. How could he possibly win!

Wang Ye's eyes widened: "What?"

You made that conclusion based on that? That's incredibly unreliable; combat strength is a very subjective thing.

"It's alright. Historically, the left side always loses in a match. Look, Longlong is on the right."

"Big sister, could you analyze the current situation and tell me who is likely to win?"

Wang Ye made a request, and Feng Baobao impatiently explained, "Okay, okay."

Neither of them could do anything to the other, so fighting would be pointless.

See for yourself!

As the two were discussing, Ma Long pounced in front of Bao Chan, with a powerful and menacing white tiger roaring behind him.

Facing off against the dragon turtle behind Bao Chan, Ma Long slammed his hands down as if wielding a massive, powerful sword, striking Bao Chan's body with tremendous force.

The faint roars of tigers could be heard all around, filling the air with a chilling atmosphere.