"Meet Abbot Dacheng!"

"Meet Abbot Dacheng!"

"Meet Abbot Dacheng!"

The abbot of Dacheng appeared, and as soon as the words fell, all the Shaolin disciples around him, including the eighteen Arhats, knelt down and made a big salute.

"Get up. Abbot Dacheng raised his hand and said with a smile.

Only then did the Shaolin disciples stand up, and they all looked at Abbot Dacheng with respectful eyes.

However, there was also some doubt in everyone's eyes.

Because, when the abbot of Dacheng appeared, he said that you boys lost really badly!

A few of you!

It's clearly the Eighteen Arhats!

After all, in the battle just now, Ye Qiu was there, and only Ye Qiu fought alone.

This made the Shaolin disciples present unable to figure it out, the battle just now was obviously Ye Qiu was beaten and scarred, why did the Eighteen Arhats lose?

It was quiet for a while, and suddenly, a Shaolin disciple finally mustered up his courage and said, "Abbot, what you said just now did you mean that the Eighteen Arhats lost?"

But what we saw and the result were not like that, the whole process was that young man was suppressed and bullied, and the eighteen Arhats were really excessive, dealing with that young man alone, they used the net of heaven and earth, not to mention, and then they formed the Eighteen Arhat Array, and in the end, they also began to recite the Daluo Heart Sutra excessively!"

"That's right, abbot, the eighteen Arhats are clearly disgraceful to us Shaolin, you must punish them!"

"It's just a competition, and I don't know where to go. ”

With a Shaolin disciple taking the lead, more Shaolin disciples also began to follow to help Ye Qiu fight against grievances.

Zhao Chunxue, who was not far away, couldn't help laughing again, looked at the Eighteen Arhats, and said with a smile: "You, you really laughed at me, you are definitely the best and saddest sparring partner of the year!"

"Shut up!" The arhat who took the lead glared at Zhao Chunxue fiercely, and then walked in front of the abbot of Dacheng with a bitter face, crying, "Abbot, don't listen to their nonsense, we are wronged, we are wronged, we are bitter in our hearts!"

"We used the Heaven and Earth Net at the beginning, but we actually didn't think that the person named Ye Qiu could beat us, but how could we have thought that guy was so perverted.

Not only can it easily fight against the net, but it also uses us as a whetstone...... Abbot, what I said is true. ”

"The monks don't speak, and I know what you say is true. ”

Abbot Dacheng nodded slightly, and then looked at Ye Qiu with a smile.

There were many Shaolin disciples around, including Zhicheng and Xi Bing, but everyone was confused.

This, what's going on?

Oh, my God!

The truth of the matter is actually like this!

In the battle, Ye Qiu, who seemed to be suffering from beginning to end, was actually using the Eighteen Arhats?

Using the Eighteen Arhats as a whetstone?

This...... This strength is too terrifying, too perverted, right?

Many Shaolin disciples don't think that the eighteen Arhats are lying, after all, the abbot is okay, and he said that the monks don't speak, and then look at Zhao Chunxue who is laughing and about to roll on the ground, and they will completely believe it.

"This kid is really bad, we've been worried about it for a long time!"

"That's it, Bai is nervous!"

"I thought it was Eighteen Arhats who were crazy and bullying people, and they worked together for a long time, this guy was bullying people!"

Knowing the truth, the monks all cast angry glances at Ye Qiu.

The kind of anger that is joking, of course.

Ye Qiu showed his strength, and he didn't hurt the eighteen Arhats, which already made them understand that Ye Qiu not only had strength, but also had a great measure!

This made almost all the Shaolin disciples recognize Ye Qiu, and naturally they would not be hateful or angry because of the previous incident.

Abbot Dacheng no longer paid attention to those Shaolin disciples, took a step, walked in front of Ye Qiu, and said with a smile: "Ye Qiu, is he really young, this talent impresses Lao Qian, it's not as good as us......"

Abbot Dacheng was about to say something, but suddenly, Zhicheng ran over with Xi Bing, and said with all his strength: "Abbot, don't believe them, these two guys are not a good thing, they were going to knock down the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall outside, and after being stopped by Xi Bing's junior brother, they also injured Xi Bing, abbot, you can't let them go!"

"Is this true?" the abbot looked at Ye Qiu with a smile.

Ye Qiu's body stood straight, and a heroic righteousness burst out, and said forcefully: "Abbot, you are an elder, I also respect you, and naturally I will not lie to you, I promise, what they say is false!"

"That's right!" Zhao Chunxue also stood up and said confidently: "That bald donkey called Xibiu is not a good thing, he collected protection money from us outside and educated my eldest brother, and then wanted to plot against my eldest brother, pushed a pregnant woman, and almost caused a miscarriage, and then found that mentally retarded, and came to bully us with the mentally retarded, I guarantee that what I said is true, if it is false, the sky will thunder!"

"Even you, a bald donkey, can you call it a happy cake? The happy cake is so delicious, do you deserve this name?" Zhao Chunxue looked at Xi Bing with disdain.

His words made both Zhicheng and Xi Bing angry.

Joy cake?

Mentally retarded?

What an insult to Chi Guoguo!

"You wait for me!" Monk Zhicheng squinted at Zhao Chunxue, and then continued to say to the abbot of Dacheng: "Abbot, don't listen to their nonsense, you are the abbot of Dacheng, don't say that you are in Shaolin Temple, that is, in the entire Henan Province, the whole of China, has a high prestige, and should be respected by everyone, wherever you go, people should bow down to you."

But these three people, after seeing you, how unreasonable their behavior was, let alone kneeling, they didn't even bend down to salute, such unreasonable people, how could what they said be true?"

Zhicheng's words are too naïve.

The three Ye Qiu people present, who needs to kneel with the abbot of Dacheng?

What are they?

Demon King Ye Qiu, the god of the Chinese army, the guardian of Huaxia!

Zhao Chunxue, the only personal disciple of Lao Dao!

Du Monk, the heir of the Shao family!

These three people, no matter whose identity they are, can be on an equal footing with the abbot of Dacheng!

"Hehe, I've always said that when you see me, you don't have to kneel down and salute, but you don't listen......" Abbot Dacheng shook his head again and again, then looked at Ye Qiu, and continued: "Today's incident, I haven't seen it, and I don't know who is right and wrong, but I have a solution, that is, you and I will slap each other, see the result, and then I will judge who is true and who is false, do you think it is good?"

"No problem!" Ye Qiu simply responded, facing the abbot of Dacheng, he couldn't ask for it!

(End of chapter)