Jiumo Zhi's palm is becoming more and more powerful, and Xu Zhu's mind is useless, but he wants to protect himself. Every move is a defensive move.

He was definitely not trying to hold Jiumozhi, but he saw that the opponent's martial arts were ten times better than him, and the attack on his single palm was so powerful. If he allowed his palms to be used together, he would have to die on the spot. Therefore, he would hold his left wrist desperately, making his left palm unable to make moves. Although Xu Zhu's idea was stupid, it was very useful.

Jiumozhi was caught in his left hand, and his palms changed in a row, and the various wonderful things that interacted with each other could not be used.

Xu Zhu's palm technique was not very proficient, so he made a single palm more convenient for both palms. One folded it in half, and only 50% of the palm technique left, but the other increased his 20 to 30% of the time to 40% of the time. A stick of incense passed, and the two had handed over hundreds of tricks, but it was still a stalemate.

The monks such as Xuanci, Xuandu, Shenshan, Guanxin, Zheluoxing, etc. have seen that Jiumozhi's left wrist is controlled and cannot escape, but Xu Zhu's left palm is completely at a disadvantage. He can only resist and have no power to fight back. Both of them are superior to the right and inferior to the left.

Although the monks have a lot of knowledge about this kind of fighting method, they have never seen it in their lives. Among them, the monks in Shaolin were more surprised and worried.

Xu Zhu grew up in this temple since she was young. After going down the mountain for half a year, she didn't know where to learn this amazing skill from. When she saw him grabbing the enemy, she could not defeat the enemy. However, Jiumozhi held every palm of her palm with broken bones and shattered the great power of the inner family's true qi. As long as she hit her, she would die.

At this moment, no matter which one of the Shaolin monks helps, they can take Jiumozhi's life with just a slight finger. However, this fight is not about killing the other party, but to maintain the reputation of the Shaolin sect. If someone comes forward to kill Jiumozhi, it will only greatly damage the Shaolin sect Ling Yu.

The monks were all worried, and they were sweating in their hands, watching the two fighting fiercely.

After dismantling more than a hundred moves, Xu Zhu's fear gradually faded away, and he understood more and more the exquisiteness of the Six Yang Palm of Tianshan Mountain. In addition to defending nine moves, he could already fight back. Since he fought back, Jiumozhi had to use a move to resist, and the offensive would inevitably have a slight halt.

Although the difference between them was very small, the growth and decline gradually became beneficial to Xu Zhu. After another meal, Xu Zhu was able to counterattack two or three moves in ten moves. Seeing that he was gradually out of trouble, all the monks in Shaolin were secretly happy.

Since Jiumozhi appeared, the man on the sacred mountain felt very conflicted. He hoped that Jiumozhi would kill the power of the Shaolin Sect, but he did not want monks from other countries to come to Middle-earth to run rampant Wuji, but he was unable to subdue him. Seeing that Jiumozhi and Xu Zhu were in a stalemate, he only hoped that both of them would suffer losses and die together.

Even if I cannot take other Shaolin skills from the hands of Polo Star, I have always kept the secrets of the three skills of Prajna Palm, Maha Finger, and Vajra Fist. After returning to the temple, I will study in detail. With my own intelligence and wisdom, I can make great changes in these three martial arts. Although the key points are the same, the moves can be very different.

At that time, it became the three unique skills of Qingliang Temple, and I was the originator of the creation of these three unique skills.

But Polo Xing had a different mood. He studied the three martial arts of Prajna Palm, Maha Finger, and Vajra Fist during these days, but he realized that it was full of mystery.

Today, my senior brother Zheluo Xing came to pick him up from the temple. He thought that the memory he had in his heart was less than half of the Shaolin martial arts skills. Although he was happy to return to his hometown, he saw that the treasures in the temple were so rich that he would never have the chance to see them again as soon as he left the Shaolin Mountain Gate. It was a pity that he would never be able to see them again.
Chapter completed!