In the twinkling of an eye, the two men were in a fight.
In the original work, Zhang Junbao could compete with He Zu Dao by virtue of the incomplete Nine Yang Scripture. With the blessing of the Nine Yang Scripture, He Zu Dao was not sure of winning Zhang Junbao.
It is not that the internal power of He Zu Dao is inferior to that of Zhang Junbao in the original book. On the contrary, He Zu Dao's internal power is more than one notch better than that of Zhang Junbao.
According to the records in the original book, Zhang Junbao was defeated by He Zu Dao three steps and five steps respectively in the eighth and ninth moves.
Zhang Junbao is indeed a once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy, and he cultivates the peerless skills of Jiuyang Scripture.
However, He Zu Tao is not an ordinary expert. His martial arts have already reached a new level, and even his internal skills can overwhelm Shaolin Temple, making Shaolin monks dare not attack.
But the battle between internal skill masters is difficult to win in just a few moves unless both of them are determined to run their internal power against each other, or the skill gap between them is too big.
He Zu Tao was not sure to defeat Zhang Junbao in ten moves, so he finally chose to admit defeat.
However, this time is different from the past. At this time, Zhang Junbao has already been a super plus version enhanced by chat groups.
It is much better than the youth version of Zhang Junbao in the original book.
In the original book, He Zu Dao's internal power is equal to that of Zhang Junbao.
But now Zhang Junbao's internal power is more than three points.
With the help of the basic physical training skills of the Star Alliance and the centennial ginseng presented by Han Li, our starter Zhang Junbao has successfully practiced the Jiuyang Scripture in just ten days.
One's internal power is among the best in the whole Wulin.
He Zudao was shocked by Zhang Junbao's powerful internal power after the fight.
The young man is young. Why is his internal power so profound.
If you are a modern man, I'm afraid you can't help complaining.
Who is a serious teenager who can practice this skill in his teens.
This level of martial arts reminds He Zudao of a legendary figure a hundred years ago, the leader of Lingjiu Palace and the consort of the Western Xia Dynasty, Xu Zhu.
Both of them were born in Shaolin Temple. They are also weak and their internal power is earth shaking.
Well, let's play like this.
It's still the ancestral hanging. Let's close it. It's really boring.
He Zu Dao has begun to doubt whether he has lived a dog for decades.
As the two men continued to fight, Ho Zu Dao felt a tingling sensation on his arm, and his body involuntarily wanted to step back and remove Zhang Junbao's fist power.
In order to look good on the face, why should Tao exert his ingenious strength to spread his strength to the soles of his feet, so that Zhang Junbao didn't beat him back again and again.
Fortunately, the soles of their feet are made of thick bluestone. If they were ordinary mud, they would have been trampled by He Zudao for a long time.
Only Abbot Kongming of Shaolin Temple and Zen Master Wuxiang had high vision, and they could see that the dust at Hezu's feet was slightly shaking.
This is obviously caused by the inability to resist Zhang Junbao's fist power and transmit it to the ground.
Abbot Kongming and Zen Master Wuxiang looked at each other, and their faces were horrified.
"This young man's fist technique is rigorous, which is enough. But his internal power is strange!"
In a twinkling of an eye, the two men had fought for more than a hundred moves.
He Zu Tao's expression also changed from casual at the beginning to serious.
Fortunately, the teenager in front of me gave me a step down, so I didn't make an appointment with him, or I would lose my face this time.
You are arrogant and look down on me. Let me teach you a lesson.
Shaolin Temple has been famous for thousands of years. Under its great reputation, there are no empty warriors.
In the opinion of He Zu Dao, if he hadn't collected the strengths of all the families, his martial arts skills would have been 100 times better than that of the young man in front of him, and Zhang Junbao could only use the basic boxing techniques of Shaolin Temple, he might have conceded in the thirtieth move.
All the monks of Shaolin Temple who watched the match were in high spirits.
Not every monk in Shaolin Temple has the same mind as Abbot Tianming. If he feels that his skills are inferior to others, he will simply admit defeat.
Just after watching He Zu Dao's great prestige in Shaolin Temple, these people were in a bad mood.
As monks of Shaolin Temple, they have heard a saying since childhood that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin.
In their mind, Shaolin Temple is the authentic sect of Wulin, the largest sect in the world.
As a result, he was trampled under the feet of a westerner. How can the monks of Shaolin Temple obey him.
But they don't have the ability to teach Hezu Tao in person.
Even Master Wuxiang and Master Wuse thought they were inferior to each other, and they only had to make a fool of themselves.
Now a young monk from Shaolin Temple suddenly appears. He can fight with He Zu in his weak years, which makes them instantly elated and regain the confidence of the largest sect in Wulin.
At this time, in the eyes of Shaolin monks, Zhang Junbao has become a worthy hero of Shaolin Temple.
The two monks, Wuxiang and Wuse, whispered together.
"Younger Martial Brother, this young man has profound fist skills and profound internal power. At first, he can learn from a famous school. Congratulations on a good disciple."
The colorless Zen Master changed his face when he heard what Wuxiang Zen Master said.
"Elder martial brother, isn't this your disciple? Could it be that this young man is a closed door disciple secretly trained by the Abbot so that he can inherit his mantle in the future?"
The two men looked at Kongmingfang Station on one side.
"Congratulations to Abbot for secretly accepting a proud disciple."
And Abbot Kongming's face was muddled: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"
The three of them were in a mess, so an excellent disciple would never jump out of a crack in the stone. Even the head of the pyrotechnics at the age of Zhang Junbao might not have 10% of his strength.
The seven old general of the Zen Heart heard all this, but his face did not show any sign.
One of the old monks shrugged his eyebrows and his face became very sharp, but then he shook his head again, suppressed his anger and did not speak.
In their view, Shaolin Temple has a great face and is above everything. It is the right way to solve external problems first and then internal problems.
After a hundred moves, Zhang Junbao and He Zudao slapped each other and stopped.
He Zudao laughed loudly: "What a young man! What a young man! This visit to the Central Plains really opened my eyes. He Zudao used to sit on a well and watch the sky, but I didn't expect there would be a young man as gifted as Junbao. Your internal power is three points better than mine, and my moves are three points better than yours. If you fight a thousand more moves, I'm afraid you can't win or lose. Let's call it a draw this time. "
Zhang Junbao nodded. The fight was just an appetizer for today's drama. He didn't show all his strength.