When Fang Bai encounters something, he will follow two principles: one is to be cautious, and the other is to take the initiative.

He was worried that he would encounter an ambush if he followed the two Shaolin monks out of the city, so he decided to take the initiative into his own hands and let the two follow him out of the city, find a remote place outside the city, and solve the matter.

If the two Shaolin monks followed him out of the city without hesitation, everything would be normal.

If they hesitated and didn't dare to follow, it meant that they had ghosts in their hearts, and Fang Bai would definitely not have the so-called "discussion" with them at that time.

As soon as he walked with his front foot, the two Shaolin monks followed with their back feet, their faces were as usual, without any hesitation.

The three of them are all martial artists, and they still have scruples when there are many people, they just walk quickly, and when they reach a remote and uninhabited place, they immediately speed up, and their legs are like flying.

Twenty minutes later, the trio arrived at an abandoned construction site outside the city.

In Fang Bai's memory of his previous life, this was a stadium under construction, but later for various reasons, the stadium was stopped and put on hold.

In the abandoned stadium, weeds have grown up to half a person tall in some places, and bare concrete floors in others.

Fang Bai walked to a concrete floor the size of a basketball court, slowly turned around, and faced the two Shaolin monks who followed.

Under the starry sky, Fang Bai stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his body as straight as a javelin.

In the eyes of the two Shaolin monks, he was stopped, his eyes were like electricity, and his momentum was compelling, and he seemed to have a bit of the demeanor of a martial arts master.

"My disciple Mao Qiangwu said that this Fang Bai is likely to be a yellow-level martial artist, and now it seems that this statement is true!

The tall and thin warrior monk and the short warrior monk glanced at each other, and their faces showed solemn expressions.

In the eyes of today's Chinese people, the so-called "martial arts" is simply a useless fist and embroidered feet, which cannot stand the test of actual combat.

However, what they didn't know was that the true inheritance of Chinese martial arts was not in the world, but in the ancient martial arts world.

The so-called ancient martial arts world refers to those hidden or semi-hidden sect families, where Chinese martial arts have been well inherited, with strong men and masters.

The masters of the ancient martial arts world, their strength is from strong to weak, and can be divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, and each level is divided into four stages: primary, intermediate, high, and consummation.

The strength of the two Shaolin warrior monks, Wuzhen and Enlightenment, is the first level of the yellow level.

In the eyes of secular people, they can be called masters, but in the ancient martial arts world, they can only be regarded as just entering the house.

As for Mao Qiangwu, a disciple of Wuzhen, he only learned a little bit of ancient martial arts, and he couldn't even talk about the first glimpse of the door, so he couldn't be called a "martial artist" at all.

"Do you two come one by one, or do you go together?"

Fang Bai was too lazy to spend time on these two monks, his eyes were cold, and he slowly took a step forward.

He stepped out, the wind blew up, and the wildflowers and weeds in front of his feet seemed to be blown by a strong wind, clinging to the ground.

Standing opposite him, Wuzhen and Enlightenment only felt a pressure rushing to his face, and his breath was suffocated.

This boy's strength is by no means just a yellow level beginner!

Wu Zhen and Wu Xing's eyelids jumped, and the expressions on their faces became more solemn.

"I'll first come to learn the master's tricks!"

Wuzhen said in a deep voice, and his thin body suddenly jumped high in the air like a swallow that soared straight into the sky.

Swallows through the clouds!

One of the light exercises of Shaolin martial arts is similar to Wudang's "Tiyun Zong".

Wu Zhenren was in the air, his body was reversed, his hands were clenched into fists, and he shot down at Fang Bai with the momentum of a goshawk pounced on the rabbit.

Before the fist arrived, the fist strength came first, faintly with the sound of breaking the air, and the roots of Fang Bai's thick black hair were erected.

Shaolin Luohan Boxing!

As soon as Wu Zhen made a move, it was Shaolin Luohan Boxing, which was known for its fierce and strong strength.

His punch was strong and powerful, even if Fang Bai's body was made of bricks and stones, if he was hit by his fist, it would crack out turtle patterns.

Perception stood ten meters away, watching coldly.

In his opinion, Senior Brother Wuzhen successively used the two Shaolin stunts of Swallow Piercing Cloud Vertical and Luohan Boxing, and between the shots, he spared no effort, obviously treating Fang Bai as a strong opponent and wanting to win it with one blow.

And Fang Bai's body was flesh and blood, it was definitely not as hard as masonry, if he was hit by Wuzhen's fist, he might break his tendons and fracture at worst, and he might die on the spot.

Although God has the virtue of a good life, and Buddhist disciples will not kill easily, but Wuzhen and Wuxing are also warriors and warriors in the ancient martial arts world.

The competition between martial artists in the ancient martial arts world is not like those so-called "martial arts masters" in the world, they punch and kick, they are powerful, disability is a normal thing, and death is inevitable.

Whether it is life or death, each according to his ability.

This is the rule of the ancient martial arts world, and all real martial artists understand it.

Wu Zhen was condescending, volleying punches, and the fist style firmly locked on Fang Bai, and Fang Bai seemed to have no other way than to hit it hard.

Enlightened in his heart, he pronounced a Buddha name, clasped his hands together, and was ready to recite the transcendent scriptures for Fang Bai.

"Carving insect skills!"

Fang Bai snorted coldly, and a punch blasted upward, meeting Wu Zhen's fist.

His punch was casual and casual, as if he had just dusted off his body.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the two fists collided in the air, and the strength exploded outward from the end of the fist at the same time.

Fang Bai's body was as steady as a mountain, standing still.

Wu Zhen's body flipped upside down in the air, and after landing on the ground a few feet away, he retreated seven or eight steps one after another, and then he was able to stand firmly.

His body was erect, his eyes were round, and his face was blood-red, like an angry King Kong.

"Is it interesting to hold on so strongly?" Fang Bai sneered, "You were shocked by me, and if you don't sit down and breathe, I'm afraid this life will be gone." ”

Poof――

As soon as Fang Bai's words fell, Wu Zhen opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body shook a few times, and his face turned burnt.

"Senior brother!"

Taken aback, Satori rushed to Satoru's side, reached out to support him, and made him sit cross-legged on the ground.

"Now it's your turn. ”

Fang Bai defeated Wu Zhen with one punch, as if he had done a trivial thing, there was no smug look on his face, and his eyes fell on Wu Zhen again

Perception clenched his fists, turned around suddenly, and faced Fang Bai, angry flames erupted from his eyes.

"Senior brother, you are not his opponent. Forget it!"

Wu Zhen said weakly, and then glanced at Fang Bai deeply, a touch of awe flashed in his eyes.

It is respectful that Fang Bai has such strong strength at such a young age.

What I am afraid of is that if Fang Bai is ruthless, he and his junior brother are afraid that they will not be able to escape.

"Senior brother, if you don't fight, I'm unwilling!"

Wu Zhen's persuasion obviously didn't work, and Wu Zhen said loudly, his body already rushing towards Fang Bai like a cheetah.

Although his legs were short and stubby, he was short and strong, but his movement speed was amazing, and he saw a phantus cut through the night and arrived in front of Fang Bai in the blink of an eye.