Chapter 150: Tianshan Folding Plum Hands

"Bold thief! I just used five points of strength, and you attacked me by surprise, and you really think that you are invincible in the world?"

Su Mei's face was red, and he trembled with anger, he was in awe of everyone who was a jade eater from childhood to adulthood, and today he was ridiculed by a junior in his twenties, how could he endure this kind of insult?

When this sentence was said, everyone was embarrassed.

Obviously, you rushed over from behind to beat Meng Zuo's little brother, but now you are pushing the pot down on others after being guarded down by others, which is too unreasonable.

"I've never said I'm invincible, but at least I know you're not worthy to talk to me. Meng Zuo said, and looked at the Master of Empty Hearing again.

"Master Kongwen, I can understand your distress now, if it weren't for today, I really couldn't imagine that the Shaolin Temple has reached such a point. ”

After hearing this, both Kongwen and Wenzhi lowered their heads and were ashamed.

The dignified Shaolin Temple, famous all over the world, but it is really hollow on the outside, and it really wants to be placed in the dignified martial arts, and it is not even ranked, and it is really detrimental to the style of Shaolin to participate in a martial arts conference that requires the help of other sects.

But some people didn't think so, but were even more angry, such as Elder Zhang and Su Mei.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, are you deaf, Mr. Su said it, he just used a mere fifty percent of his strength, and our Mr. Su just saved some face for you, who made you so arrogant?"

Elder Zhang pointed at Meng Zuo and scolded, he didn't allow a person who didn't seem to know anything about martial arts to mock Shaolin.

"Alas!"

Meng Zuo didn't answer, didn't even look at him, just sighed, and turned to leave.

He finally understood how far the Shaolin Temple had fallen.

Just such a good thing, actually regarded as a savior by the elders of Shaolin Temple, it can be seen that Shaolin Temple even has no heart and arrogance, but there is just a name of Shaolin Temple.

No wonder the results of Shaolin Temple are not as good as one session.

But he doesn't need to say it clearly, he doesn't need to say it thoroughly, and even if he doesn't say it, I believe that Kongwen understands the current situation of Shaolin Temple better than himself.

"Stop! The dignified Shaolin Temple, can you leave if you want to?"

Su Mei yelled, if he let Meng Zuo go away like this, he couldn't hold the face on his face.

But Meng Zuo ignored him and didn't even look back.

"Brother Mengzuo, don't go, I apologize to you. Wen Zhi ran forward and took the initiative to take on this fault that he should not have bore it.

"You must know that I did not charge you a penny from Shaolin Temple, nor did I owe you a little favor, whether I can leave or not, it is my freedom. Meng Zuo shook his head.

Although he promised Master Kongwen to come to the martial arts conference at that time, if the Shaolin Temple did not welcome him, he didn't need to put a hot face on his cold ass.

Of course, he still has to go to this martial arts conference.

But it's not for Shaolin Temple, it's for Xiao Jiu.

But he can compete as a casual person, and there is no need to rely on the Shaolin Temple to mix this foreign aid quota.

"Yes, it's just ......" Wen Zhi nodded, still trying to find a way to keep it.

"You are the abbot's closed disciple, how can you be so despicable? Just a junior, how can he just say go? Look at me I will take him down now and let you Shaolin dispose of it!" Su Mei shouted and rushed forward.

"Meng Zuo, do you dare to compare with me?" Su Mei is also smart this time, he no longer does those sneak attacks, he is also a face-saving person.

"Why should I compare with you?" Meng Zuo seemed to smile, thinking that this Su Mei was stupid in practice.

"I'll let you make three moves first, if you win, I'll give you this foreign aid quota!" Su Mei stood with his hands in his hands, arrogant.

"Mr. Su, isn't this bet a bit big. Elder Zhang asked beside him, this is a crucial matter related to the results of this Shaolin martial arts competition, if Meng Zuo uses any indiscriminate tricks to win, then the Shaolin Temple's martial arts conference will be finished again?

"Funny. Meng Zuo shook his head, "When did I say that I needed this place? I am not a martial artist in the first place, and this place was asked for by Abbot Kongwen with all his might, not by me." ”

"So, are you going to reject me?" Su Mei narrowed his eyes and narrowed into two lines.

"I ......" Meng Zuo was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice in his head.

"Promise him!"

This was Xiao Jiu's voice, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Why?" Meng Zuo asked helplessly, he didn't really want to cause trouble, and he didn't want to fight.

"He's provoked you like this, if you don't make a move, you're still not a man? Do you want to be embarrassed? It's a man, just give it to me!" Xiao Jiu shouted loudly, and she could hear from her tone that she was very unaccustomed to that Su Mei.

"Well, okay. ”

Consciousness returned to reality, Meng Zuo looked at Su Mei, and his tone changed slightly: "I didn't want to fight with someone like you, but for someone, I reluctantly agreed to you." ”

"However, just one foreign aid quota is not enough. Meng Zuo stretched out a finger and shook it from side to side.

"What else do you want?" Su Mei didn't want to scold for the sake of face, but gritted his teeth and patiently fought with Meng Zuo.

"Your footwork just now is not bad......" Meng Zuo thought for a moment, "I want this footwork of yours." ”

"Think beautifully!" Su Mei shouted, "That's Ling Bo Weibu of the Carefree Sect, how can he pass it on at will? Moreover, if I lose, I have to give foreign aid places, and I have to give Ling Bo Weibu, so what if I win?"

"Then the foreign aid quota belongs to you, and I will leave Shaolin Temple. Meng Zuo said as a matter of course.

"Fart!" Su Mei gritted his teeth, if he didn't want to keep some bones, he wanted to solve this crumb that seemed to him to be pinched to death easily.

"It's not for me to compare, but for me. Meng Zuo looked at Su Mei sarcastically, "What's the matter? Are you afraid?"

"Joke! I, Su Mei, will be afraid of you, just do what you say, but if you lose, give me ten kowtows, and roll down the mountain from here, do you know what it means to roll?" Su Mei's face was hideous, and he only wanted to beat Meng Zuo violently now.

"I know, then come, I'll let you make five moves, you can fight as you like, as long as I move one step, even if I lose, if you can't beat me, then I win." Meng Zuo waved his hand casually, his clothes were windless, and the whole person looked light.

"Brother Meng Zuo, don't be big!" Wen Zhi panicked when he heard this, and immediately reminded.

He knew that Meng Zuo was very powerful, but he was not an ordinary person on the other side.

The little-known Loose School is not in vain.

"Rest assured. Meng Zob made an OK gesture.

"That's what you said! Within five moves, I will beat you to death!" Su Mei couldn't wait, and when Meng Zuo said that he was relieved, he ignored the frame and face of being an elder, and rushed towards Meng Zuo with Ling Bo's slight steps.

A gust of wind came, which was twice as fast as when Su Mei made his move just now, which showed that Su Mei said that he had just exerted fifty percent of his strength, and it was not groundless.

"So fast!"

Everyone exclaimed, and the Su Mei they saw had already appeared in a phantom.

As a bystander, he couldn't feel the pressure brought by Su Mei, but Meng Zuo could clearly feel that the wind suddenly came to his side, and when he shook his senses, he saw that a hand knife had already slashed towards his head.

With the same move, Ling Bo Weibu added a hand knife, but this time Su Mei's strength and speed were more than doubled.

Everyone saw that Meng Zuo, who felt weak, was about to be split in half.

Meng Zuo's body sank suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, he snorted coldly, his body exuded a faint gold and silver light, and his hair was full of bright color.

While!

"Ahh

The screams came out in the next instant without any surprise.

But what people never expected was that the person who screamed turned out to be Su Mei!

The heirs of the Xiaoyao faction struck with all their might, but they were repelled by the other party, who still didn't fight back.

The attentive disciple noticed that Su Mei's hands had become iron blue, and even a little red and swollen.

What a terrifying defense!

Su Mei felt it most truly, he felt like he had smashed into an iron plate, and this iron plate bounced almost all of the power back to himself.

"How is that possible?"

Su Mei rubbed his hands with a look of disbelief.

This time, he didn't spare his hand at all, he used all his strength, but when he looked at Meng Zuo again, there was nothing to do, the wind was light, and it seemed that the person who was beaten just now was not him.

"That's it?" Meng Zuo looked at Su Mei who was rubbing his hands, and said with a smile.

"Come again!"

Where could Su Mei stand such ridicule, and a rush of fire surged up from his stomach.

Since ordinary hand knives can't solve Meng Zuo, then use martial arts!

Stomp, stomp!

Su Mei's footsteps were even harder, and every time he stepped on the ground, he would make a loud noise, causing dust to fly, and he ran around Meng Zuo for half a circle, and with a fierce rush, he stepped into the sky, stood with his hands together, and blasted out against Meng Zuo's Tianling Gai.

"This is!" Wen Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly, "This is Tianshan Folding Plum Hand!"

This trick, not all the disciples of the Xiaoyao School can learn, not everyone can learn, he has witnessed the power of this hand martial arts in the previous martial arts conferences, if the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand and the Tianshan Six Yang Palms are used together, the Shaolin School's Luohan Boxing will avoid its edge.

"Oh, look at this yellow-mouthed kid who is still dumbfounded. As Elder Zhang, he naturally knew about the trick Su Mei used, and his heart suddenly calmed down a lot, and he looked at Meng Zuo, who was as white as a woman, and spat on it.

"Junior, eat my trick Tianshan Folding Plum Hand!"

Without anyone else to say, Su Mei proudly reported the name of his martial arts, the wind in his hand, from top to bottom, all the strength of his body was transported to his arm, just begging for this trick to hit Meng Zuo until his skin was open and his head was bleeding!

said that it was too late, and it was too fast, Meng Zuo didn't have time to react, Su Mei had arrived!

Bang!

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Meng Zuo and Su Mei may have to play another chapter or two in this paragraph, don't worry, let's talk about ours.

What's that, I've been a little tight lately, so I'm asking you to give me some motivation, okay?

The ambition is not big, we just want a collection recommendation and a monthly pass, just one.

Boom!