"There are wise men who rule the world, like the sun and the moon, distinguish the stars, and follow the yin and yang, distinguish the four seasons, and will be bound to the Tao from ancient times, which can also make you live longer and have extreme times."

"So, this real person, in layman's terms, is a person close to the realm of immortals."

Wang Lang paused and glanced at Pang Xiaonan, which seemed to be that you know why I didn't want to fight against the Tianzhen Monk.

Fighting with the natural semi-immortal is obviously a shame for oneself.

Pang Xiaonan thoughtfully said: "According to your meaning, that is, the martial arts realm standards we define have no meaning to real people."

Wang Gangqiang finally reacted and couldn't wait to put in his own point of view, "Coach, you are right. The strength of a naive monk cannot be defined by a martial arts master or something, because no matter what kind of master he is, he may lose."

"Hey, you always say that the innocent monk is terrifying, but who have you really played with him, or who have you ever seen him compete with others?"

Pang Xiaonan felt that hearing is false, seeing is true. Even if Wang Lang’s words are vivid, it will be heard after all. Will it be too exaggerated?

"I've seen it, my uncle has fought with the innocent monk."

Wang Lang calmly answered the words.

Everyone was energetic and asked Wang Lang one after another, "How did you fight... what level was your uncle at that time..."

When people fly, they are prone to drowsiness due to the shaking of the body or the dull air. However, now the entire cabin is close to the Dongli Military Academy's representative team, but the legend of the innocent monk is very excited.

"That was a few years ago. My uncle took me down the mountain and said he wanted to see this world. The first stop was to Baogai Temple where the monk Tianzhen was."

"We say that the party is in the world and the world. When the host of Baogai Temple heard that my uncle was visiting, he warmly welcomed us. We stayed in Baogai Temple for a few days."

"My uncle heard that the monk Tianzhen is very skilled, so he proposed to have a discussion with the monk Tianzhen."

"At that time, the naive monk was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but my uncle was in his forties and had reached the level of a master. I thought my uncle wanted to kill the mighty power of Baogai Temple."

"Unexpectedly, the host looked embarrassed and said that the party was highly respected and should not be as knowledgeable as Baogai Temple. The naive monk is a junior, and he is not qualified to compete with my uncle..."

"Anyway, the host is very reluctant to let the Tianzhen monk come out to compete with my uncle. My uncle is also impatient and insists on pestering the host to ask for a competition, otherwise he will not leave."

"In the end, the host had no choice but to call out the monk Tianzhen. That was the first time I saw the monk Tianzhen, and it was also the first time I saw such a beautiful monk..."

When Wang Lang said this, everyone's eyes became strange, and Wang Lang seemed to have become an inappropriate Taoist priest in everyone's eyes.

But Wang Lang's face was not at all turbulent, and he still said to himself: "The innocent monk's eyes are as clear as a pool of clear water, and his skin is as delicate as porcelain. With my vocabulary at that time, I can only use one word to describe him."

"Which word?" everyone asked in unison.

"High-eyed eyes!"

"cut……"

Everyone thinks that Wang Lang's vocabulary is really poor.

"Anyway, I understand why he was called a naive monk."

"Stop talking about his appearance, tell me how he fought with your uncle." Pang Xiaonan urged from the side.

"My uncle also misunderstood. When he saw the monk Tianzhen came out, he carefully captured the monk Tianzhen's aura, but did not find any threat. He felt that monk Tianzhen was just a false reputation..."

Wang Lang's uncle felt that the reason why the host of Baogai Temple was unwilling to let the monk Tianzhen come out to fight him was mainly because he was afraid that the monk Tianzhen would be hurt. If the monk Tianzhen lost, the reputation of Baogai Temple would also be affected.

But he was wrong.

At the beginning of the competition, Wang Lang's uncle warned the Tianzhen monk and said, "Little monk, I'm going to attack, be careful."

But the moment he rushed out, the innocent monk lightly opened his red lips, and a spell drifted in the air.

At this time, Wang Lang's uncle only felt dizzy, and his body rushed out immediately stopped in place, and his feet began to sway.

But he was not an incompetent person after all. He immediately realized that this was some kind of powerful spell, so he immediately raised his hand and quickly sealed several acupoints on his body, and at the same time sealed his mind with his mind.

The feeling of dizziness improved a lot, so Wang Lang's uncle began to re-emphasize and attack the monk Tianzhen.

But he felt that his legs were still not very obedient, as if a sandbag weighing thousands of pounds tied up his calves. Although he could walk, he could not walk fast.

Suddenly, he felt that the naive monk's scriptures became louder, and the mantra began to make him even more sad, and he felt inexplicably sad in his heart.

He didn't know where this sadness came from, but he felt that it was indeed a kind of depression that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

At this time, when Wang Lang was not to mention attacking, he was sweating profusely even while soothing this unreasonable emotion.

Wang Lang's uncle felt desperate, but he quickly adjusted his thoughts. This time he struggled to seal all his heart, and the sadness was suppressed by him.

He walked towards the naive monk again. Yes, at this time, he could only describe his steps. He took every step very heavy, as if his feet were no longer his.

Wang Lang witnessed all this in the distance.

The abbot told Wang Lang not to get too close, otherwise it would be easily injured by the naive monk's spell. So the abbot took Wang Lang under a roof from a distance to watch the battle.

The moment Wang Lang saw his uncle rushing out with his own eyes, he kept tapping acupoints on his body, and could not get close to the side of the monk Tianzhen.

Wang Lang's uncle is also a tough guy. He knows that the closer he gets to the innocent monk, the deeper the damage he will be in the spell, but he just doesn't want to give up.

"Why? Those who have just entered the realm of a master will be forced to do this by a spell of a little monk?"

Although Wang Lang's uncle was struggling, he slowly moved towards the monk Tianzhen with his super willpower surrounded by the spell. One step, two steps, and three steps, he got closer and closer to the monk Tianzhen.

"Ha, is that the case?"

Although the spell of the naive monk was eroding the mind of Master Wang Lang at all times, and the expression on Wang Lang's uncle's face was very distorted, he persisted and soon, he was about to approach the naive monk.

Just when Wang Lang's uncle thought that he was sure to win, he had already arrived at the side of the monk Tianzhen. The next moment, as long as he took action and used all his skills to hit the monk Tianzhen, the young monk would have to fall to the ground and the winner was decided.

Although Wang Lang's uncle felt that it was difficult for him to walk, his hands seemed to be under control, so he thought he would definitely hit the target with one blow this time.

Just as Wang Lang's uncle was about to attack Monk Tianzhen, Monk Tianzhen's lips suddenly stopped and the surroundings became pure.

"Good opportunity!"

Wang Lang's uncle relaxed all over his body. Without the bond of spells, he felt full of vitality.

Just as he was about to take action, the naive monk took action in advance.

With a "bang", Wang Lang's uncle was shot by a cannonball, and fell to the ground more than ten meters away like a cannonball.

The blue bricks in the temple have gone through vicissitudes, and the dust and smoke have been smashed by Wang Lang's uncle. Wang Lang looked at it from the outside and rushed over immediately and helped the uncle up.

Wang Lang's uncle climbed up from the ground with difficulty, spit out a mouthful of blood, gasping there, but he didn't recover for a long time.

All the people who fought against the Tianzhen Monk ignored one thing. They all thought that the Tianzhen Monk could only chant spells and could not really box.

A big mistake.

The naive monk has at least a high-level martial arts skill. If a master-level master is not prepared for any defense, he will also be severely injured.

It is basically impossible for the naive monk to control his opponent's every move with a spell.

Wang Lang's uncle made this mistake, thinking that he was close to the monk Tianzhen. As long as the monk Tianzhen did not have the protection of the spell, the little monk would be vulnerable.

Little did he know that the innocent monk was also waiting for him to approach and attack him at close range.

Wang Lang's uncle was pulled to the attack range of the Tianzhen monk step by step, and the result was calculated by the Tianzhen monk.

The reason why the abbot of Baogai Temple was unwilling to fight against the seniors of the Taoist party was to protect the face of the Taoist party. A martial arts senior was defeated by the Tianzhen monk in Baogai Temple. When it was spread, it was an insult to the major sect.

Baogai Temple is unwilling to be enemies with famous sects in the world, but the more masters the naive monk defeats, the more obvious this kind of unfavorable situation is to Baogai Temple.

Many masters did not believe in the rumors of the naive monk and came to provoke them. As a result, they were defeated by the naive monk, making the naive monk's reputation become more and more popular.

As the naive monk's popularity grew, real masters did not dare to go to Baogai Temple to challenge them. They were also afraid that if they failed, they would ruin their reputation forever.

However, those juniors in the world are becoming more and more interested in Baogai Temple. Because by defeating the innocent monk, they can become famous in the world and verify their strength. Why not do it?

Baogai Temple was unable to bear the trouble, and in desperation, he had no choice but to send the monk Tianzhen to Chunfeng University to study to avoid harassment from various sects. However, the ivory tower is not a pure land. In order to win the HUKA, Chunfeng University also sent the monk Tianzhen. This is the sorrow of talents. People who can work hard everywhere they go.

"This has completely refreshed my three views. It turns out that the victory or defeat of a martial arts competition is not only about the level of martial arts."

The elderly intellectual sitting in the back row expressed his sincere feelings after hearing Wang Lang's story.

"It seems that Chunfeng University is still a tough guy. I always thought that it was our luck to not meet Northwest Associated University. I didn't expect Chunfeng University to be the one we should do our best."

Pang Xiaonan also felt a faint sense of crisis when he heard the story of a naive monk for the first time.

"Then is there no way to crack the spell of this innocent monk?"

Listening to Wang Lang's introduction, Li Yisi also deepened his understanding of the innocent monk. He hoped that Wang Lang could propose effective countermeasures.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lang shook his head and said, "This innocent monk's spell is difficult to resist as long as anyone who has experienced it in the world. Only those who are pure and pure can be free from being disturbed by the spell and exert their due strength."

Wang Lang heard his uncle give a speech on the award afterwards. This naive monk's spell should be to expand the dark side of the opponent's heart infinitely and damage the opponent's mind.

And ordinary people, who has no dark side? Knowing people, not the heart, the filth buried in the heart, will exert a huge backlash after the spell of the innocent monk, and the terrifying feeling will fill the blood, muscles, internal organs and other tissues, thus achieving the purpose of hitting the body.

"According to what you say, I don't have the confidence to win."

When Pang Xiaonan heard Wang Lang's method, he knew that he was not the one who was untainted by the mud. If he was stirred up by the spell of the innocent monk, he might have made a fool of himself on the spot.

At this time, Wang Lang stretched out his hand and placed it on the back of Pang Xiaonan's hand, saying expressionlessly: "You are the master. The innocent monk has no record of fighting against the master. Maybe you have a chance."

"What opportunity!" Pang Xiaonan got goosebumps and quickly pulled out his hand, "Your uncle was a man who almost became a master back then, and he had never beaten the monk Tianzhen. Now a few years have passed. How do you know what level of the monk Tianzhen is now? Maybe both masters can't beat him!"

"Coach, how can you gain the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige?"

When Wang Gangqiang heard Pang Xiaonan saying despairing words, he immediately jumped out to cheer up. After all, he was also the president of the Dongli Military Academy Fighting Club. He could not let the team lose their majesty before the war started.

"Okay, okay, you have ambition, then you go first, let me see the true level of the innocent monk."

Pang Xiaonan really plans to send a team member to the naive monk first to see the situation and study the tactics.
To be continued...