My Dreams Can Come True

The goddess brahma sings and the yasha dances, but mixed with evil ghosts, the sky full of golden lotus falls, but in the middle of the sky, it is like being burned by fire, turning into black and falling, and dissipating in the middle of the sky. They all felt the evil side of Buddhism, and even more devout believers knelt down and cried, almost suspecting that the Buddhism does not exist. Even those who are successful in cultivation, such as Jiati Hengyu, dare not speak out.

Although the whole body is like a mist, everyone knows that King Black Ashoka is smiling:

"This world is too fragile, it needs... hehe, fight, be strong..."

"Evil is not evil, good is not good,

Hearing is not hearing, seeing is not seeing.

White is not black, true also changes,

Ten years of dreams, a hundred years of fantasy..."

The voice faded further and further, and the black mist and dark clouds in the sky disappeared without knowing when, while the cold sweat on Bai Yu's forehead was stunned. He clearly felt that the black Asoka looked at him with a smile but a smile. At a glance!

"Did he see anything? Didn't this sky full of gods and demons hide away, and still pay attention to the world?" Bai Yu's thoughts turned, but there was nothing. He felt terrified, just a phantom who could see through his secrets. ! ?

Bai Yu gains knowledge from the dream world and transforms it into strength in the real world. This is his biggest secret, and he dared not share it with even the closest people. They are all fooling others under the name of Momen, an indispensable sect. To be honest, he feels lucky for his dream ability, and he feels like a stalk at any time. The look of Black Ashoka before leaving made him frightened. Not to mention his complicated psychological activities, Xin and Du Ziqiang in the field began to fight. .

"Weird guy, he is very powerful, but you can't!" Du Ziqiang said as he looked at the direction where King Black Ashoka disappeared.

"Although you are not the evil that came out of the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, I need to enter the finals, so accept the defeat." Xin lowered his eyes. The golden light that bounced on Black Ashoka just now turned out to be a pound. The stubborn power of Buddhism and Taoism flooded his body, and even the injuries caused by Du Ziqiang's previous attack had completely recovered.

Feeling the power surging in his body, Xin's closed eyes suddenly opened: "The face of King Ashoka."

A phantom with three heads and six arms appeared on his back, showing compassion and compassion on the front, anger and viciousness on the left side, and joy and happiness on the right side. On his six arms, he held a lotus, bell, bowl, tower, pestle, and dragon.

Or due to insufficient cultivation, this phantom is rippling like water, extremely unstable, and it seems that it will dissipate in the next moment.

Du Ziqiang was extremely alert. He clearly felt that the letter had become stronger. He was already in possession of the winning ticket for promotion to the finals, but at this time he was no more sure about it. However, Du Ziqiang was rebellious since he was a child, and he was very brave and hard to get. Opportunity life is no longer ordinary, how can you be too scared to move by this mere phantom?

He roared, stepped forward, pressed his feet, and kicked in the air. Xin shook his head, patted out with a palm, and fluttered in the middle of Du Ziqiang's feet. Du Ziqiang seemed to be stepping on an elastic trampoline. He slapped back, fell back to the ground and rolled around for several times. With a support on his hand, he stood up and backed up for a few more steps. This was considered to be standing firm. His image on the big screen was extremely embarrassed, and his clothes were all covered. It was broken, but fortunately he was rough and fleshy, but he didn't suffer any injuries.

Du Ziqiang moved his ankle on his right toe. His face was a bit ugly. Although he was not injured, he was understated by the palm of his right foot. Except for the pain, he felt nothing. He felt it and didn’t seem to suffer much. The injury, the soles of the feet were only painful, secretly shocked, if I changed to an ordinary monk, I was afraid that half of my calf was blown by the palm of my letter just now.

He did not get discouraged, and rushed forward again, using his fists and feet together, using Qianyuan's combat tactics to the extreme.

The expression on Xin's face was calm, Xinshou took over Du Ziqiang's attacks one by one. After a while, Du Ziqiang's face became more and more ugly. Although Xin was only defensive, Du Ziqiang's rare feeling returned to the original sandbag time. a feeling of.

Logically speaking, according to Du Ziqiang's physical strength and attack density, even if the opponent is a solid iron block, I am afraid that it will be beaten into an iron plate at this time, but the opponent accepts it easily, but Du Ziqiang feels his hands and feet hurt terribly.

"The golden-haired monk's body is too strong! How can I do it?"

He hesitated, but Xin took up his attack and began to counterattack. The black dragon on the hands of the phantom suddenly flew out of a circle, and the figure became huge. Only the fingers on the claws had the thickness of an adult's calf. The black dragon His figure gradually solidified, but Xin's face suddenly turned pale. The black dragon opened his mouth and spewed a black flame towards Du Ziqiang. Du Ziqiang quickly avoided, but the black flame fell to the ground and it was a large area. After all, there was still a small splash on Du Ziqiang. On his lap.

"Boom!" Du Ziqiang was immediately turned into a burning man.

"what!"

Du Ziqiang let out a horrible cry, full of energy and blood, and the purple-red blood immediately forced the flame away. The temperature of the black flame was extremely high. Du Ziqiang's clothes were burned torn apart. Fortunately, the fire time was extremely short, which was not ashamed after all.

Du Ziqiang roared: "A little long worm dare to provoke me!"

He stepped a few steps and rushed forward and jumped up suddenly. Heilong reached out his claws, trying to catch Du Ziqiang, but he grabbed a toe, turned over and reached the back of the paw, and then rubbed his limbs. After a few steps, he rushed to the back of the black dragon.

The black dragon made a long hiss, turned his head, opened his mouth to bite Du Ziqiang, Du Ziqiang stepped heavily on the black dragon's back, leaped into the air, and rolled forward, just to pass the black dragon's bite, and Du Ziqiang rolled forward. Passing between two dragon horns like antler branches, he grabbed a branch on the dragon's horn and stabilized his figure, let go and fell, and he was stepping on the dragon's head.

Seeing that there was someone on his head, the black dragon shook his head frantically, trying to throw Du Ziqiang down.

"Bungee jumping, pendulum, jumping machine, pirate ship, roller coaster, huh, I'm afraid of you?" Du Ziqiang stretched out his hands against two pillar-like dragon horns, and made a heavy weight drop on his feet, firmly like nails. Nailed to the dragon's head, even though the black dragon shook his head and shook his head, it was as stable as a rock.

On the other side, Xin is going to urge other treasures on the phantom to assist the black dragon, but his realm shows that the aspect of Ashoka is already incredibly powerful, but the first time he uses the ability of Ashoka’s aspect, he has no proficiency at all. He was distracted to drive the phantom onto the treasure, but he was a little bit too powerful. He watched Du Ziqiang stand firmly on the dragon's head, punch after punch, his fist hit the black dragon's head like a chisel, and the black dragon roared endlessly. , The voice is full of pain.

After a few punches, the black dragon was already paralyzed on the ground, gradually shrinking, and suddenly dissipated in the air, and the shadow of Ashoka became a little weaker.

Xin suddenly spit out blood. It turns out that the face of Ashoka needs the state of Bhikkhu to be summoned. Although it is infinitely close to the state of Bhikkhu, the face of Ashoka is infinitely close to the Bhikkhu. It is of course no problem if it can be defeated, but it happens. With such a freak as Du Ziqiang, he was not at all deterred by the power of King Ashoka, but with the power of his flesh, he broke the black dragon apart, and Xin was immediately backlashed.

This is the same as buying a position with leverage in the futures market. Who knows that he lost his capital and was forced to liquidate his position immediately; the letter also saw the black Ashoka style, and was stunned to learn that graceful momentum, but he was already hacked. King Ashoka raised his realm, he only had to fight steadily. Du Ziqiang couldn't consume him almost the same as the quasi-jindan realm, but he didn't die. Believing that this was called forcibly pretending to be Sabi.

"Gourmet! Eucharist!"

Du Ziqiang's eyes were blood red, his hands clenched his fists, and he screamed up to the sky. The blood on his body rose and became stronger and stronger. With a bang, there was a human face, a bull's body, and a purposeful gluttonous shadow under his armpits. A lot.

The flame of blood on Du Ziqiang's body was red and black at this time, and he rushed toward Xin, punching and kicking, this time after all, he was on par with Xin, and Xin's thin face finally no longer had an indifferent expression. , The gap between the two seems to have narrowed, but the letter is ultimately higher than Du Ziqiang. After the two came and went for a few minutes, a pagoda fell from the sky with a bang, and the letter finally vacated his hand to drive the image of King Ashoka. Throwing out the treasure in his hand, Du Ziqiang was swift and dodged to the side. The pagoda fell heavily on the ground, splashing countless small stones.

"Gourmet Eucharist! Fit!"

The gluttonous shadow behind Du Ziqiang turned into smoke and was inhaled by Du Ziqiang.

The pagoda was like a stamp, lifted and dropped, the goal was to turn his wrists to check Du Ziqiang's hands carefully, and he slapped the black pagoda like a fly.

"boom!"

The black pagoda was directly hit by Du Ziqiang in the palm of his hand, and it was blown out by the volley!

The letter sprayed out another mouthful of blood, his expression finally became flustered, he found...

The face of Ashoka was swaying unceasingly, apparently about to collapse. The letter was in a panic, trying hard to maintain the face of Ashoka, and immediately unable to attack again. At this time, Du Ziqiang finally seized the opportunity, and believed that there was a flower in front of him. Standing in front of him, a fist magnified in front of his eyes.

"Boo!"

Xin was hit by a head-on blow, and fell heavily on the ground. It took another two laps before it stopped. But Ashoka's face finally could no longer be maintained and dissipated in the air.

Jiati Hengyu sighed and shook his head. He didn't know whether he regretted that Xin had lost or regretted the misjudgment of Du Ziqiang's strength. Otherwise, he had both, turned and left.

Although they are all Buddhism disciples, they will eventually become opponents. As long as they are opponents, no matter who they are, they are all targets to defeat. Perhaps, a monk like Du Ziqiang is better to deal with than the faith that can call out the face of Ashoka. However, it’s strange that King Black Ashoka said that Xin is his descendant. According to the collected information, Xin was adopted by Master Chabanna as an orphan. What happened in the middle has faintly evoked Gati Heng. Yu's interest.

Xin roared to his feet, with blood on his face, but the bridge of his nose was interrupted by Du Ziqiang's punch, but then he fought Yu Yong and Du Ziqiang to fight each other, only fighting the trapped beast, and the two exchanged punches with fists. In the end, he traded injuries for injuries, fists to the flesh, but in the end he was unable to contend with Du Ziqiang, who was already integrated with the gluttonous Eucharist. He was defeated several times in succession, and finally was unable to get up.

Du Ziqiang coldly looked at the letter trying to get up. The blood gradually converged, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out, with a shaky look, but it was much better than the last time he called the gluttonous body, and it still remained a battle. force.

"Referee monk!!"

He yelled, and the referee monk hurried to the court.

"He can't fight anymore, please judge!"

The letter on the ground struggling to get up hissed: "Who said I can't fight anymore! I can still fight! I can still fight!"

The referee monk shook his head:

"You can't fight anymore..."

Xin trembled all over and tried to raise his head. At this time, the sky was a little dim, and Du Ziqiang's figure was just thrown on him. Under the backlight, Du Ziqiang's figure appeared taller and taller, and his facial features could not be seen clearly because of the backlight.

"I... can still... fight." Xin spit out these words, and finally couldn't hold it back and passed out.

"World Martial Arts Fighting Competition, Sanyin Division, 13 to 10, the third game, Du Ziqiang VS Sin Suphan Bayu Naayudhya, Du Ziqiang was promoted." The referee monk shook his head and announced the game. result.

A figure jumped out from the auditorium and quickly approached Du Ziqiang. Du Ziqiang raised his head on guard, but immediately relaxed, with a smile on his face.

That figure and Du Ziqiang hugged and kissed tightly, it was Isis.

The photo of the two kissing each other has become a popular high-definition picture in the entire Sanyin Division, murdering a lot of traffic, being set as their desktop by Xia Guo martial arts enthusiasts, and even rated as the best in the world martial arts master fighting competition. Lovers-from opponents to lovers, I counted the Baiying Division and Sanyin Division, and only these two people, I don't know if the best word is teasing them, but at least, this is for most of the martial arts enthusiasts. That said, it is really romantic.

Of course, two people who fed dog food all over the world didn’t know what happened next, but the auditorium rang out loudly. It turned out that a large number of gamblers who bought the letter to win threw their credentials into the sky. For a time, the whole stadium was like heavy snow. Heaven falls.

From the beginning to the end, the twenty-day World Budo Master Fighting Competition in the Sanyin Division finally came to an end, and the final list of upgrades is as follows:

Four-faced Buddha Kingdom: Song Mu Ticha

Xia Guozong: Qiu Xiushuang

Gao Ji Bangzi Country: Lee Eun Hyuk

Xia Guozong Gate: Bai Yu

Tubo Tantra: Nile Duoji

Xia Guowu Taoist: Zhong Guoxun

Xia Guo Chong Envoy: Shi Ming Wei Jie Nai

Fati: Alan Fonda

White Bear Country: Georgi Nabokov Mikhailovich Vysotsky

The monk of the Three Seals: Jiati·Hengyu

"Follow me back to China." Du Ziqiang said with his arms around Yisisi's waist.

"No, my dear, I have to go back to Ekey, and I will be able to regain my status as an ordinary person next year." Isis shook her head.

"Then...in the final, can you accompany me?" Du Ziqiang nodded and asked.

"Maybe not, I'm sorry, I will come to you." Yi Xisi looked lovingly at Du Ziqiang with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Bai Yu said from a distance: "I said, Brother Qiang, how long do you want to be someone else's diorama over there?"

Du Ziqiang sighed: "Well, I'll wait for you, when will you leave?"

After speaking, he took Isis to Bai Yu and the others, and Isis also took his arm very naturally.

"The plane tomorrow afternoon." Isis said.

Seeing the two approaching, Mu Xiaolei winked, and gave him a big thumb:

"Good job!"

I don’t know if he said that Du Ziqiang won the letter, or if he was sharing dog food with Isis, he said with enthusiasm:

"Brother Qiang, brother, ask your sister-in-law if you have any sisters you know well, and introduce me to one too!"

Du Ziqiang said: "Her sister? Are you sure you can bear domestic violence?"

"Uh... forget it, I'm not as good as you..."

"Then you still ask her to introduce to you..."

"..."

The voices of the people drifted away and disappeared into the sound.

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