"My master, Sakyamuni, seeks the prerequisite for Bodhi. In the past countless lives, hundreds of thousands of kalpas, I was reborn in the country of Parana. I made the four great vows in order to seek the supreme Bodhi. I did not care about my life, and always sacrificed my body for all living things.

, to give to all sentient beings…”

After Zheng Zha and his party brought the Buddhist scriptures back to the hotel, that night, everyone sat around a table, racking their brains to study the scriptures while repeatedly playing the chanting audio in three languages.

Speaking of the content of this sutra, there is indeed nothing strange about it. It is just an ordinary "Prince Enlightenment Sutra".

"The Prince's Enlightenment Sutra" was first recorded in the Tang Dynasty, which is indeed consistent with the time of this manuscript. It mainly tells the story of Sakyamuni's practice and became a Buddha, and its contents are still circulated to this day.

Ye Zi found the current version in the online library. After comparing it with the manuscript scriptures, he found that except for a few words and expressions and some minor differences, the overall content was not very different.

In and out.

But the evil-suppressing effect of this scripture is real. According to the tests conducted by Ye Zi and Zheng Zha, as long as you are within fifty meters of the scripture, the mark of the curse will be greatly suppressed.

It's like a mouse meets a cat and encounters its natural enemy.

Therefore, both Zheng Zha's intuition and Ye Zi's inference agreed that there must be some big secret hidden in this manuscript.

As a result, the current scene appeared. Everyone worked together to try to decipher the mystery in the scriptures: Zheng Zha was muttering the scriptures while running his internal energy, trying to make the two resonate; Ye Zi spoke word by word

Speculating on the contents of the scriptures, looking for possible clues; Zhan Lan closed his eyes, stretched out the "tentacles" composed of spiritual power, and carefully explored every fiber of the scriptures.

The rest of the people were also using their brains to find ways. Even Zhao Yingkong, who was usually indifferent, carefully looked at the book and didn't know what he was thinking. Only Overlord, uh, maybe because he was not born in

Probably because of the East Asian cultural circle, whether it was the dense writing in the scriptures or the sound of chanting that lingered in his ears, it was like a heavenly book to him, and it had an extremely good hypnotic effect. After a while,

His upper and lower eyelids started fighting.

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"Oh, forget it, let's go to bed. It seems like we won't be able to study anything tonight."

Three or four hours later, it was already close to twelve o'clock in the night, but everyone's research still made no progress. Zhang Jie yawned, and at the same time calmly nudged the Overlord who was about to fall asleep with his elbow, letting him know

The latter shivered and then said hello.

"Well, let's continue tomorrow..." After reciting the sutra for several hours, Zheng Zha's mouth was dry and his mouth was almost bald. He stood up, thoughtfully, and casually said to

Ye Zi asked: "Hey, do you think... could it be that we are not pious enough, so we have gained nothing?"

"It makes sense, how about... you start shaving your head from tomorrow, put down the butcher knife, eat fast and chant Buddha's name? It will just make your Luo Li suffer..."

"roll!"

After the two of them laughed and joked for a while, everyone walked towards their own rooms: Since the protection range of the Buddhist scriptures is large enough, they can finally sleep peacefully tonight... There is no need to arrange for people to keep vigil, and there is no need to crowd in between two people.

In a room.

Zhan Lan and Ming Yanwei still chose to live together, but when Zhao Yingkong was about to open the door and enter his room, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest behind him: Ye Zizheng was leaning against the wall of the corridor, watching with a smile.

she.

"...Don't you go back to your room?"

Seeing that Ye Zi had no intention of leaving, Zhao Yingkong frowned slightly and asked in her cold but clear voice.

"Hey, I was thinking...to have a sleep over between girls to enhance our friendship with Yingkong. Of course, if you don't welcome it..."

Ye Zi showed a weak and "hurt" expression, and at the same time clasped his hands, "inadvertently" rubbing the palm of his right hand, which was the place where Zhao Yingkong's nails stabbed him during the day (hell, after Ye Zi blocked that blow

, only a faint red mark was left, and now there is no shadow left, okay!?)

"come in."

The corner of Zhao Yingkong's mouth twitched, and a troubled expression flashed across her iceberg beauty, and she replied helplessly. She was extremely indifferent to men, but was not good at rejecting requests from women; plus, during the day, she was extremely indifferent to men.

At that time, she had mistakenly injured Ye Zi who was trying to save her, and she felt a little sorry in her heart, so after hesitating for a moment, she finally agreed.

"However, I have a request."

Seeing the secret joy on Ye Zi's face, Zhao Yingkong suddenly regretted... Did she agree too easily? She coughed lightly and added coldly: "I hope to have a fight with you,

Try your strength."

"No problem~"

The two of them walked into the guest room one after another, but Zhao Yingkong did not go towards the bedroom, but went directly to the window of the living room, turned around, and took a stance.

"Uh, should we just start right away...? I don't have any objections."

Ye Zi smiled and nodded, indicating that she was ready, and Zhao Yingkong was not polite. Her eyes instantly became blank, and she rushed straight towards Ye Zi with strange steps. In terms of her speed, she could only

It takes about a second to cross the distance of more than ten meters between the two people.

(Is this the assassin's footwork? Sure enough, there are some skills.)

Others may not be able to tell, but Ye Zi, who was facing Zhao Yingkong, discovered the mystery of her footwork: sometimes the movements of her feet seemed fast but actually slow, sometimes slow but actually fast, implying a variety of action modes at the same time.

It is extremely confusing. Even with the prediction ability brought by the gene lock, Ye Zi can't predict the speed of her next step!

(At the cost of receiving this blow forcefully, if I exchange a move with her, I should be able to KO directly. However, this would lose the meaning of the competition.)

Facing the cold light flashing on Zhao Yingkong's fingertips, Ye Zi subconsciously made a judgment: as long as she could avoid the vital points and use "magic release" to defend herself, the power of this blow would not be enough to seriously injure her, but her blow would be enough to fire.

The power of the cracked stone can completely make Zhao Yingkong lose his fighting ability in one move.

However, she did not choose to do this. She just wrapped the blue light of elven energy around her arms, and while flashing around in the small room, she parried Zhao Yingkong's attacks as fast as one after another: Although Zhao Yingkong was

With her bare hands, her hard-forged nails are no less sharp than a dagger. Her attacks are merciless, each time at a tricky angle, directed at Ye Zi's eyes, throat, heart and other vital points. And once she is attacked

Ye Zige blocked it, but she was not willing to fight. She retreated immediately with one blow, and would not try to compete with Ye Zi head-on.

Two beautiful figures, one attacking and the other defending, were scattered across this small area. Whether it was the walls, coffee tables, tables and chairs, or even the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, they were all on the ground, becoming the focus of the two people. But strangely, the two of them were focused on each other.

People's steps are extremely light, and when they take advantage of the force, there is no noticeable sound, let alone breaking the furniture.

Generally speaking, due to the disadvantage in skills, Ye Zi still fell behind. The most dangerous one was when Zhao Yingkong's nails almost touched Ye Zi's pink neck, and even her black hair was cut off.

Several. However, when Ye Zi gradually adapted to Zhao Yingkong's fighting style, the two men's offense and defense suddenly changed!

After all, at the end of the day, Ye Zi, who is going all out, must be superior to Zhao Yingkong in terms of strength, speed, and reaction speed. As Ye Zi starts to exert his strength, Zhao Yingkong has to switch from offense to defense.

Focus on dodging and parrying Ye Zi's punches and kicks.

until…

After more than ten rounds, Ye Zi's feet flashed with green light. Relying on this sudden acceleration, he took half a beat ahead of him, and slapped Zhao Yingkong's right shoulder with his left hand: If she had used all her strength in this palm, I'm afraid Zhao Yingkong wouldn't say anything.

Fractures, or at least dislocations, are inevitable. However, she used gentle force in this palm, which only caused Zhao Yingkong, who was in mid-air, to lose his balance and fall backwards. However, this is obviously not all...

Ye Zi retracted his left palm, and at the same time, the index and middle fingers of his right hand stood side by side, pointing at Zhao Yingkong's chest. A light blue "sword light" with sharp, cutting, chopping and other artistic conceptions, like a strong wind, from

Her fingertips welled up.

(This is another one of my own tricks... Magic Release - Edge!)

As Ye Zi raised her finger, this "sword light" slashed across Zhao Yingkong's chest from bottom to top. Under her exquisite control, this "sword edge" almost scratched against Zhao Yingkong's skin.

But it didn't leave any trace on her pink and jade-like skin. But...

What followed was a series of slight sounds of tearing fabric, but in Ye Zi's ears, this sound was like the thunder of countless universes collapsing!
Chapter completed!