"Zhuang Zhoukong talks about swords, and Mo Di is ashamed to talk about soldiers."

"Who cut the snake sword more heavily, so that you have not heard it."

With a "ding" sound, Li Zhixian's sword was bounced away by Han Sheng's finger. Li Zhixian retreated quickly and floated down the arena leisurely.

Even though he admitted defeat in the battle with Han Sheng, Li Zhixian's demeanor remained unabashed. Many disciples of the Vajra Sect were deeply disgusted.

However, for the battle, losing is defeat. Although Li Zhixian's sword is sharp, he cannot emit sword energy. For Han Sheng, who has perfect transformation and magical movement, he cannot even touch the corner of his clothes. Such an opponent has almost no pressure on Han Sheng.

Therefore, after being unable to appreciate the sword dance, Han Sheng and Li Zhixian took a few moves, noticed a flaw in the changes in her sword technique, and used the force of the Vajra finger to bounce Li Zhixian's sword out at will.

After the battle ended, Han Sheng no longer paid attention to Li Zhixian. Looking around the ring, he continued to shout in a deep voice:

"Next!"

“Is there any challenge?”

Continue to find opponents.

Under the arena, although many people were very worried about Li Zhixian and were quite angry about Han Sheng's lack of pity for the beauty. However, most of these people have been defeated by Han Sheng, and even if they want to go to power, they are no longer allowed.

Therefore, after Han Sheng's loud shout, the whole audience was silent for a while, and there was no one else who dared to challenge Han Sheng.

Zhiding, who had been watching the game in the audience, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. At this time, after watching so many battles, he had already understood that Han Sheng's martial arts attainments were far beyond his reach. Even if he knew that Han Sheng had no true energy in his body, he would not be sure of winning when he went on stage to compete with Han Sheng.

As for others, because the true energy is not pure enough, even Han Sheng’s unbreakable golden bell cannot pass through, so it is naturally even harder to say to take advantage of this weakness.

"It seems that this competition will make this kid famous!"

"Other masters of the same school are probably not challenged!"

He has successfully practiced the Golden Bell Cover and defeated the masters who practiced the Dragon Elephant Art and the Boy Art respectively. Other acquired perfect powerhouses, as long as they think they cannot beat Shen Dang and Zhiding, will not easily challenge Han Sheng. Most of them compete with other masters on other arenas.

Thinking of this, Zhiding was about to leave and went to several other arenas to look for opportunities, but suddenly he heard a Buddhist chant, like a big bell, ringing in everyone's ears:

"Amitabha!"

"I am a god and I am a god, and I can understand the master's nephew's skills!"

A monk with an ordinary face with a somewhat sad face gradually climbed onto the ring with a bundle of ropes.

"It's Master Shen Ku, and he's here to participate in the competition!"

"Is it the uncle of the Divine Master who has practiced for nearly thirty years and has never had an epiphany, and has cultivated the magic subduing skills to the perfection of acquired life?"

"It's him. I heard that when he was accepting the inheritance of divine will, he had to practice hard by himself, and the progress was so slow!"

...

There were many discussions in the audience, and it was obvious that I had heard of the name of divine suffering.

Han Sheng had never heard of the name of divine suffering, nor did he know that this person had never had an enlightenment after practicing the Vajra Demon-Subduing Art. However, when he looked at the person in front of him, he could feel that the other party's will was unprecedented among the acquired masters of the Vajra Sect.

"Great compassion and the joy of all sentient beings, great compassion eliminates all sentient beings' suffering."

"Although this person has not yet achieved great sorrow, he has a deep understanding of the meaning of sorrow and suffering-"

"I finally met an opponent in this battle today!"

The slight will from the other party was stimulated to make the blood boil, and Han Sheng felt that this battle had encountered a strong enemy.

"I thought I wouldn't break the golden bell after I cultivated the magic power, and there would be no opponent among the acquired masters of the Vajra Sect."

"I didn't expect that there were such people in Vajra Temple!"

The pores of his body were closed and his muscles and bones were exploding. Before the opponent could take action, Han Sheng was fully prepared to meet this strong enemy.

Seeing Han Sheng's actions, the bitterness on his face seemed to be stronger. He held the rope in his hand and said:

"The Lion Heart Venerable in this sect once witnessed a unique skill of the Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle in Shaolin Temple."

"This unique skill takes the Diamond Sutra as the highest mystery, and contains the essence of subduing demons by Buddhism. It requires three people to share their minds and use ropes as weapons to form a circular array."

"Later, when he founded the Vajra Demon-Subduing Magic Art, he evolved this unique skill into his Vajra Demon-Subduing Whip."

"I will use this whip to learn the master's nephew's master's tricks!"

The rope in his hand shook and turned around. It turned out to be a soft whip that was ten feet long. Although it had the tip of the whip, it did not have the handle, like a rope, which made people unable to distinguish.

Seeing him like this, Han Sheng felt cautious and he became more curious. He naturally heard of the name of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle in his previous life. But he didn't expect that there was such a unique skill in this world:

"It's not strange that the seventy-two unique skills include the Vajra Indestructible Magical Power, and the Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle!"

"This man uses a ten-foot-long soft whip as his weapon, and his martial arts must be extremely high. Otherwise, it would be difficult to control such a long weapon."

It should be noted that the longer the weapon, the harder the force is to control. The gods use a ten-foot-long soft whip as their weapon, and obviously they must be extremely confident in controlling it.

Even Han Sheng was too cautious when facing a master of using such a Qimen weapon.

"Uncle Master, please take a move!"

With a punch in the air, Han Sheng said bitterly to the gods.

Even though he knew that when facing the Vajra Demon Subduing Whip, the close-up effect was better, Han Sheng still stood opposite the arena, looking at the divine suffering from afar. He wanted to see this person and what tricks could he do with the Vajra Demon Subduing Whip.

Seeing Han Sheng's meaning, Shen Ku was not polite. He waved his soft whip gently, like a spiritual snake, and rushed straight to Han Sheng.

He reached out to grab the soft whip and tried the opponent's strength, but Han Sheng did not expect that Shen Ku's control of the whip was as if he was instructed by his arm. He saw that the soft whip, after swaying in front of Han Sheng's eyes, became a circle again, forming a circle in front of Han Sheng.

After grabbing his hands a few times, he couldn't catch the whip. Han Sheng had already realized where the confidence of God using the soft whip was:

"The magical magic of the Demon-Subduing Art refers to the fact that it can use its spirit to guide its energy at the beginning of its cultivation."

"Over time, the spirit will be integrated into the true qi, and the control of the true qi will be extremely agile. It can use the true qi and exert many wonderful uses."

"The divine pain controls the true qi in his body very well. The soft whip in his hand is equivalent to his arm."

"In terms of his martial arts, if he doesn't want to fight me head-on, the possibility of my whip being caught is very slim!"

After understanding this, Han Sheng did not focus on grabbing the whip. He moved his body and wanted to cross the circle and take the divine himself.

However, what Han Sheng did not expect was that he had just shown signs of breaking away from the circle, and the other end of the soft whip held in Shen Ju's hand also rushed towards him to block his whereabouts.

For a moment, the two ends of this handleless soft whip formed two circles, without any gaps between each other, completely blocking Han Sheng's path forward, left and right.
Chapter completed!