Chapter 9 The strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms came prepared(2/2)
People on the Liangzhou stage exclaimed, while Brenzan on the Tubo stage burst into laughter.
Just because of the expressions of the two strong men, there was an astonishing contrast.
Meng Teng's face was full of ferocity, and his facial features were almost twisted together. This is normal in battle.
But Chizhe actually had a peaceful face, a faint hint of compassion between his brows, and muttered something, but he didn't know what he was talking about.
An Zhongjing's expression changed: "What's going on?"
Jia Sibo looked solemn: "This Tibetan thief has also cultivated two kinds of power, the second one is passed down by Buddhism!"
An Zhongjing said: "Bright and boundless power? Shaolin Bodhidharma power?"
"No, it's about meditating on Nirvana!"
Jia Sibo quickly saw the clues: "During the Northern Liang period, Tan Wu Sue, an eminent monk from Tianzhu, translated the Nirvana Sutra in Liangzhou, and determined 'meditation' to be the best way to practice Buddhism, and personally spread it
Nirvana power.”
"This power requires hard training, and it is extremely difficult to get started. However, once you have successfully practiced it, you are good at fighting for a long time. It is said that your energy is greatly increased and is difficult to deplete."
"not good!"
Of course it's not good. The Chi You drama in the field has entered a fever pitch. One of them is getting punched repeatedly, but his momentum is getting stronger and stronger. The other one is not hurt at all, but his momentum is getting weaker and weaker.
Chizhe is like a rock in the storm, unmoving, but Meng Teng's explosion will inevitably lead to failure.
Finally, at the moment when Meng Teng's power completely declined, Chizhe counterattacked, launched another collision, and pushed hard.
Meng Teng, the Liangzhou warrior, had a face full of reluctance, but he couldn't control his body, flying back like a fallen leaf blown by the strong wind.
Eventually it fell outside the blanket.
Out!
"Tubo wins!"
The scene was quiet for a moment, and the solemn look on Chizhe's face faded away. He raised his arms high and roared at the Tubo Tower.
"Haha, I, the warrior of Tibet, am invincible!"
Brenzan stood up and laughed wildly.
Opposite them were the Liangzhou nobles with ugly faces.
There were also angry onlookers outside the venue.
So disappointed I knock!
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Chapter completed!