My Dreams Can Come True

The sixth day of the game.

Du Ziqiang VS Jiati Hengyu, the odds are 1.12:1.09.

Bai Yu turned his head and asked Hua Ying, "Aying, are you ready?"

Hua Ying lazily said: "I've bought everything, there is my dowry money in it! How could I not buy it."

Apollo came over: "Are you short of money?"

Bai Yu rolled his eyes and said: "I am different from your family-style monks. I rely on myself. If I don't cut some leeks, how can I have the money to practice?"

Apollo said, "You said you are short of money! Sell me the anti-gravity technology of your sword! I will pay a big price!"

Bai Yu: "Not for sale!"

Apollo regretted: "Tsk, Bai, you are holding Jinshan as a beggar!"

Bai Yu: "Tell you, isn't it because the White Eagle government wants to buy it? I bet that a Eagle Sword will definitely get you some fighter jet to beat us Xia Guo?"

Apollo laughed dryly, Bai Yu ignored him and focused his attention on the playing field.

Before the game, Bai Yu confessed that Jiati Hengyu is suspected of having extremely powerful mental abilities. Let him be the same as Miyamoto Kisayama. Don't give him a chance to catch his breath. Just grab him with the Azure Dragon Halberd.

But what was unexpected was that Jiati Hengyu was also a master of individual skills. He held a heavy weapon that seemed to be two-sided and three-sided, which was very unsuitable for his gentle and peaceful temperament.

Lu Qiu Hanyan stabbed Bai Yu in the arm: "Xiao Yu, what weapon did the monk use?"

Bai Yu said: "It should be Fu Mochu? In short, it is exclusively for monks."

"I watched his fighting video. He didn't recite the scriptures, so the opponent basically has no fighting spirit? Why are you fighting against Xiaoqiang this time?"

"It's probably his tactics, right? I don't know." Bai Yu frowned. Jiati Hengyu greatly exceeded his and Du Ziqiang's expectations. Isn't this game troublesome?

But he is not too worried. After all, Du Ziqiang is not weak now, and what he lacks is only combat experience. After a few battles in the finals, this shortcoming has been gradually filled, and in terms of physical strength, The gluttonous Saint Martial's effect on strengthening the body, until the Golden Core period, Bai Yu dare to say that he is better than him, so in this game, Bai Yu is not too worried about the final victory, just worried that Du Ziqiang is in this game. What was the serious injury in the game? After all, in the underground base, the internal organ injuries are still under treatment, and it will not be completely healed in a short while.

Du Ziqiang waved the blue dragon halberd and slashed his head. Jiati Hengyu held the pestle with both hands and raised it aloft. With a loud noise, the two swords were handed over, and Jiati Hengyu's hands were slightly bent. The attack was blocked, but the steel plate under his feet sank slightly, and his feet made an inconspicuous depression.

"Great strength!" Jiati Hengyu yelled, but took a step and kicked towards Du Ziqiang. Du Ziqiang's right hand sank, driving the halberd, and pushing Jiati Hengyu's foot toward him. After reaching the periphery, Jiati Hengyu turned around and moved his hips, holding the Demon Pestle in one hand, and flicking it horizontally with a vicious wind, the landing point was Du Ziqiang's head.

Du Ziqiang's halberd head sank, and the twig just locked the thrown Jiangmo pestle, pressed it down, raised the halberd head, and swiped it from right to left. The crescent of the halberd cut to the upper body of Jiati Hengyu. .

Jiati Hengyu flipped his wrist, Jiang Mochu jumped up and pressed the Azure Dragon Halberd down again. The two came and went with a few moves, and they were evenly matched.

Taking advantage of Jiati Hengyu's retreat, Du Ziqiang boasted: "You are very strong. Every time I attack I should have knocked you back, but you didn't even move."

Jiati Hengyu said: "I have the immortal king body in my practice, and my body is as heavy as Mount Xumi. Although your halberd is strong, it can't repel me."

Du Ziqiang nodded: "Fudo Ming is very strong, but your weapons can't stand it."

Jiati Hengyu looked down, and sure enough, there was a huge cut and cut on his demonic pestle, as well as many scratches.

He was heartbroken. The Sanskrit version of the "Brahma King Asks the Buddha and Sutra Sutra" was engraved on this devil pestle. In the temple where he practiced incense for more than two hundred years, he was the most adept at warding off evil spirits. It is only activated when demons are used, and the lowering of the magic pestle was originally used by the King Kong most, and it has an indestructible effect. Whoever encounters the weird weapon in the hands of this big man is injured so badly. Repairing is a trivial matter, but there are many inheritances in the temple. The Buddha's treasure of this era suffered severe damage in this way, and it is not beautiful after all.

He sighed and wiped the damage with heartache, and when he found that it didn't help, he gently put down the Jiang Mo pestle and sat down cross-legged.

Orally reciting the scriptures, but he was reading Sanskrit, but few people could understand it. Du Ziqiang was in the arena and was the first to bear the brunt. He only felt that he had become irritable since he was a child because of his father’s gambling, and did a lot of work. Bullying classmates, these are my dissatisfaction with the world's evil thoughts. After listening to this monk chanting, I feel that the guilt in my heart has alleviated a lot. I can't help but sit down, just want to listen more, so that my heart knot can be solved. open.

Bai Yu's face changed: "Oh, this monk is going to cross the Huaqiang brother! Isn't he afraid that I will kill the door and flatten his temple?"

Apollo said: "As a monk, you are in the dojo of others, but because your friend is not his opponent during the fight, you are not afraid of being talked about by others?"

Bai Yu sneered: "I will say it by myself!"

Apollo shrugged: "Whatever you do, who makes you fist hard?"

For a time, Du Ziqiang fell into the memory, bit by bit since he remembered.

There seemed to be a huge figure in front of him, which made him feel awe at the first glance. The huge figure said:

"You have so many sins, do you regret what you did in the past?"

"regret."

"These evils will eventually turn into karma and consume you. Are you afraid?"

"afraid."

"If you are given a chance to eliminate these evils, so that they will not produce karma and turn them into merit, would you like it?"

"willing."

"So, you should convert to Buddhism and be my envoy of Buddhism guarding the Dharma, do you want to?"

"Not willing!"

"If you don't want to, you will eventually fall into the Hell of Karma, don't you be afraid?"

"I am a member of the Taoist School, I hold the Taoist School precepts, and I am not under the control of Buddhism... Why do you let me go back to the Buddha!?" Du Ziqiang asked, gritted his teeth.

"The Taoist school only cultivates itself, goes against the sky, leaving countless sins, not the right way! How about my Buddhism, with the Buddha's heart instead of the human heart, everyone can practice, and everyone is the Buddha to come to magnificent glory?"

When Du Ziqiang heard this, he couldn't help but shake. Yes, everyone is like a Buddha and everyone is a Buddha. There will be a lot less disputes in this world...No, what does the world disputes care about me?

He was fighting with his heart, but Jati Hengyu was overjoyed over there. He did not expect that this big man only cultivated his body but not his soul. He had not even practiced a solid method. Such a monk is very good to Buddhism. In fact, he is the best fighter! With added strength, the sound of scripture chanting became more magnificent.

He tried hard to recite the scriptures, but Du Ziqiang heard the huge figure asking: "What else can you hesitate? Put down the butcher knife! Become a Buddha right away!"

Du Ziqiang's forehead was sweaty like a note: "I still have a lover, and my family, I don't enter Buddhism."

The huge figure said softly: "You know, if you don't enter Buddhism, what will be the consequences?"

Du Ziqiang gritted his teeth and did not answer, but in a blink of an eye, he realized that he had changed places. It turned out that the game had already been played at this time. Bai Yu took first place, he took second place, and Qiu Xiushuang took third place.

After returning to China, with the strong support of Bai Yu, Xia Guo became stronger and stronger, but the strength of Xia Guo caused huge losses to the White Eagle Nation. The energy industry was the first to bear the brunt. Due to the application of rune technology, the energy crisis was greatly affected. However, the crazy drop in international oil prices led to the Great Depression of the oil exporting countries. Xia Guo exported a large amount of rune energy technology, which affected the international status of the White Eagle country. After a few years, the currency of Xia Guo It replaced the White Eagle Nation’s qualification as an international settlement currency, and the White Eagle Nation’s economy was hit hard. The White Eagle Nation and Xia’s frictions became increasingly fierce, and eventually war broke out. At the same time, Bai Yu believed that the instigator was Bai Yu, so he hired a large number of mercenaries. Bai Yu and related people attacked and assassinated. His father died, his mother died, and Bai Yu's relatives died, Isis died, Lu Qiu Hanyan died, Mu Fatty died...All important people died. Bai Yu led him to kill the white eagle. In the end, the white eagle's blood flowed into a river and his head was rolling, but in the end, the violent flash pierced him so that he could not open his eyes. The hot air scorched the air he inhaled as if he had inhaled flames. , A strong shock hit...

Du Ziqiang trembled all over, and everyone died. Is this the consequence of not entering Buddhism?

He let out a dumb laugh: "Ha ha ha..."

The figure said: "Chier! Don't you still convert to Buddhism?"

Du Ziqiang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Haha...I'll give your grandma a leg!"

With a right hand, the Azure Dragon Halberd was volleyed into his palm.

"You stinky bald donkey, playing with people's hearts, pretending to be fools! You actually killed all my most important people, you know, don't you know, you angered me!"

Du Ziqiang leaped high and smashed it fiercely. The halberd grew bigger and bigger, and the crescent blade alone reached more than two meters in length. Jiati Hengyu was shocked and rolled away from his original position.

It turned out that Du Ziqiang had activated the power of the magical soldier's wishful thinking. Now he just wants to smash this handsome bald head into a pulp with a spear.

Since his father indulged in gambling, he has a deep inferiority complex, lest people see his weakness, and finally get acquainted with Bai Yu, so that he can cross the door, slowly live like a person, and make many friends, and With a lover like Isis, Jati Hengyu was self-righteous at this time, and he took the things he treasured most to destroy him in the illusion, making his anger almost turned into substance.

To use our strength as our sin is to take away everything I cherish...What kind of **** logic is this?

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