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The two young monks standing beside Monk Yongzheng were not very old, at most twenty-four or five. The two walked up directly, one of them stared at Wang Cheng with fierce eyes, and said in an educational tone: "Wang Cheng, doesn't your master have time to educate you to respect your elders?"

Another young monk also said lightly: "After all, he is still a child, and it is normal to be self-righteous when he has a little strength." Uncle Shi, the child is not sensible, let's help him educate the adults in his family, can it be regarded as accumulating merit?"

Monk Yongzheng seemed to be full of confidence at this time, his hands were folded, and his eyes flashed with cold light when he looked at Wang Cheng, but he smiled and nodded: "Persuading people to be kind, natural merit is immeasurable." ”

The other people around looked at a few people with wide eyes when they saw this scene, and many of them showed excited looks.

Li Shengyang and Peng Dong sat face to face, looked at a few bald heads, and said with interest: "Shaolin monks really like to pretend, it seems that there was indeed something that we didn't know about that day, otherwise it is unlikely that Master Yongzheng would be so aggressive in the face of Wang Cheng." Moreover, this time it is not only Wuzen alone, but also the other two masters of Shaolin, Wuming and Wuhe. It is rare for the three young masters of Shaolin to appear together. ”

Peng Dong didn't have that much interest, and was thinking about his life path after the martial arts competition, but he frowned and said, "They want to bully Wang Cheng with more and less?"

"Hehe, it's not bullying. ”

Li Shengyang smiled and looked at the scene not far away, he was also happy to see Wang Cheng suffer a small loss, and said affirmatively: "Shaolin and Wusheng Mountain have always been incompatible. It's been hundreds of years old. But. Master Yongzheng was present. Even if he doesn't make a move, it can be regarded as bullying the small with the big and damaging Shaolin's face, but I don't know if Wang Cheng will have any scruples and will give in!"

Peng Dong's eyes flashed with a halo of thought, and with his understanding of Wang Cheng in the past few days, he shook his head directly and said: "I don't think he will give in, Wang Cheng can only lose in his heart." Those who can't be returned. ”

Li Shengyang's eyes flashed with a fine light, he could naturally see Wang Cheng's style of acting, and said with a smile: "Your vision is also good, Wang Cheng is indeed like this, so he may have to suffer a loss." Even if Master Yongzheng doesn't make a move, and the three masters of Shaolin Wuzi make a move together, no matter how powerful Wang Cheng is, he will have to suffer a loss. ”

Peng Dong fell silent and did not speak. just looked at Wang Cheng tightly. Although he simply lost to Wang Cheng in the ring, he didn't hate Wang Cheng at all. It's not just because Wang Cheng gave him the chance to get into the ring. What's more, after he personally experienced Wang Cheng's strength and imposing style, with his straightforward character, he couldn't hold any hatred for such a character, but had a trace of admiration.

And most of the other young masters here looked at Wang Cheng with a gloating and good show.

The players who can come here to participate in the martial arts competition are all handsome people, and they are all top young people in their respective places. But after coming here, almost no one noticed them, no matter how hard they performed in the ring, or how they showed their strength, they were almost ignored.

Even, because they performed on stage, they were despised by the top ten masters.

Moreover, most of the eyes of this tournament were focused on one person.

This person was naturally Wang Cheng, so he enjoyed the potential resistance and hostility of almost most of the young masters in his companionship at the beginning.

If possible, they would naturally be happy to see Wang Cheng make a fool of himself and suffer.

"Wang Cheng's strength is indeed strong, he has cultivated the Wusheng Mountain Dumen Dragon-shaped Fist, Wu Chan alone is definitely not his opponent, but now that the three masters of Shaolin Wuzi are here, if they shoot together, Wang Cheng will definitely suffer a loss. ”

"Hehe, I just want to laugh. ”

"I also want to laugh, I want to record it with my mobile phone, and when the time comes, I will put it on the Internet for everyone to see what it is like for Wang Cheng to be bullied by Shaolin. ”

"As soon as you said it, I also remembered it, and I also recorded it, this is a collection. ”

Suddenly, more than a dozen young people excitedly took out their mobile phones one after another to make a live recording.

If the whole country and the world audience see the picture of Wang Cheng being humiliated by Shaolin, will those audiences still support Wang Cheng so wildly?

It's something they almost all want to know and want to see.

At this time, Wang Cheng faced the self-singing and self-answering of several Shaolin monks, forcibly suppressed the impatience and anger in his heart, silently recited Huang Ting in his heart, kept himself calm, and said in a light tone: "If you don't want to embarrass Shaolin, get out immediately." When will my Wusheng Mountain be able to let you be bullied by Shaolin?"

"Hmph, stubborn, Wang Cheng, I see that you are so arrogant at such a young age, how much strength do you have. ”

When several monks heard Wang Cheng's words, they all looked ugly. Monk Wuming immediately shouted, jumped out of his feet, came to Wang Cheng's back, and smashed Wang Cheng's head with a punch.

Wang Cheng still grabbed Yang Qingyu's hand with his right hand, and then his left hand suddenly stretched out, the dragon claw pointed upward, grabbed the top of his head, and steadily grabbed the fist of Monk Wuming. Under the huge pressure of the opponent's fist, his hand did not tremble in the slightest, but his palm instantly took the initiative to exert force, directly crushing the force on his fist.

Wu Ming's complexion immediately changed drastically, and there was even a trace of horror and disbelief, but there was a slight stinging pain from his fist, letting him know that this was true, so he hurriedly exerted his strength under his feet, took a step back, and pulled out his fist, and at a glance, he suddenly saw that there were red marks on the back of his hand and on his five fingers, which were grabbed by Wang Cheng.

Such a strong and cohesive force.

After personal experience, Monk Wuming didn't dare to have the slightest contempt for Wang Cheng, only his face was solemn, and he didn't dare to continue to shoot at once, and took a step back to stand beside Monk Yongzheng again.

Monk Yongzheng snorted coldly at this, but fortunately, he knew in his heart that Wuming alone was definitely not Wang Cheng's opponent, and immediately said in a deep voice: "The three of you will shoot together, if you lose." We don't have to eat this meal either. Let's go straight back to Mt. Shomuro. ”

What was the purpose of his three disciples coming this time?

Although Wu Chan defeated Chen Pingsheng of the Chen family in the ring. got the qualification to enter the next round, but after all, he was not Wang Cheng's opponent, so he still played the role of soy sauce. The martial arts conference has little to do with their Shaolin, and the biggest purpose of Monk Yongzheng now is to prevent Wusheng Mountain from going to Daxue Mountain and stop Wang Cheng.

If the three major disciples were to give Wang Cheng in vain at this time, then there was really no need for them to stay, because it would be meaningless to stay, and it would only be more embarrassing.

Enlightenment. Wuhe, Wuzen and the three of them were all shocked, and everyone's faces were very reluctant.

Which of the top three young masters in Shaolin is not a proud person who is above the top and usually sees young people of the same generation who will not look at it squarely?

Even if they win, after the word spreads, the most embarrassing thing is definitely not Wang Cheng, but the three of them and the Shaomu Mountain behind them.

For a while, all three of them hesitated, and none of them wanted to make a move. Especially Wu Zen. A flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Monk Yongzheng suddenly turned cold and glared at the three juniors. He said in a deep voice again: "Didn't you hear what I said? Wuming, Wuzen, Wuhe, immediately carry out my order, strike together, and defeat Wang Cheng at any cost." Let him know that I, Shaomuroyama, am not easy to bully. ”

Monk Yongzheng's words were not concealed in the slightest, and everyone here heard them clearly.

Dozens of young masters in the cafeteria were very surprised, one was surprised by the cheekiness of Monk Yongzheng, who obviously wanted to bully more and less, but instead said such things;

Most of them are the younger generation from various national martial arts families, some of which have a history of only fifty or sixty years, and the longer ones are about a hundred years old. In their eyes, the thousand-year-old martial arts sects like Shaomu Mountain and Wusheng Mountain are all very majestic ancient temples, and they dare not be easily offended.

But at this time, the old monk of Shaomu Mountain actually forced the three top masters of the Wusheng Martial Arts to attack Wang Cheng of Wusheng Mountain alone?

Is this a complete shame?

They were all very curious, what did Wang Cheng and Wusheng Mountain do to Shaomu Mountain or to Monk Yongzheng to make them so mad?

Many people who gloated also restrained their smug expressions and looked at this side with serious faces, and at the same time put down the food in their hands in anticipation.

Li Shengyang and Peng Dong were no exception, becoming serious and dignified, and their eyes flashed with thought.

Wu Chan, Wu Ming, and Wu He didn't move, and after glancing at each other, Wu Ming and Wu He had a hint of impatience, but Wu Chan still didn't move, and he didn't speak, just stood there quietly, as if he was a passer-by, and didn't hear the words of Monk Yongzheng.

Wang Cheng saw that Yang Qingyu still didn't look at him, so he immediately pulled him up shoulder to shoulder, turned around to face a few Shaolin people, and snorted coldly: "Monk Yongzheng, I used to respect you as a senior, but I didn't expect you to be such a shameless old bald donkey." Then I don't need to give you face anymore, since you have torn your face, then I will take my fiancée to meet your Shaolin challenge together. Let's shoot together, if we lose to you twice, I will not only give up going north, but also give up this martial arts competition, and immediately return to Wusheng Mountain. ”

A trace of expression finally appeared on Yang Qingyu's face, and he turned his head and glanced at Wang Cheng in surprise.

Wang Cheng whispered in her ear: "Now you are satisfied." ”

Yang Qingyu wanted to continue to keep a straight face, but found that he couldn't continue, and he couldn't harden his heart, so he was only full of worry, and his ears near Wang Cheng were hot, so he could only snort softly, but he still didn't speak.

Wuhe stared at Wang Cheng and said coldly, "Wang Cheng, are you sure you want to be so rampant?"

Wang Cheng replied without showing weakness: "What if you are rampant once? I am only allowed to be shameless in Shaomur Mountain, and I am not allowed to be arrogant in Wusheng Mountain? You Shaomu Mountain monks are so shameless?"

These words directly made the faces of several Shaolin monks blush, and Wu Chan directly folded his hands and bowed his head gently. Monk Yongzheng was even more choked and speechless, just glared at Wang Cheng angrily, and shouted in a deep voice: "Do it!"

Almost at the same time, Wuming and Wuhe, the two top masters of Shaolin Wuzi, shot at the same time, without the slightest hesitation or reservation, and as soon as they made a move, they were full of strength.

The three young masters of Shaolin practice different emphasis on boxing, Wu Chan is more focused on majoring in Arhat boxing, focusing on the accumulation of his own qi and blood, and wants to lay a good foundation, so the fighting skills are actually not strong, can only be used to suppress people, to cultivate to suppress people, and it is not good to fight, it looks a little clumsy and slow.

But Wuming and Wuhe are not like this, both of them are absolutely young and vigorous warmongers, Shaolin seventy-two stunts have been cultivated several times, and their combat skills are almost not weaker than those of national art masters, but the accumulation of qi and blood is not as strong as Wu Chan, which is deeper than the average national art master.

No, as soon as Wuming made a move, it was the Shaolin King Kong palm, which was based on the qi and blood of the Arhat fist, the palm wind was whistling, and the palm was full of qi and blood, making the entire palm swell, and the skin showed a layer of faintly visible metallic luster. Obviously, he also practiced a special horizontal practice kung fu specifically for the palm, similar to the iron sand palm, which is also a unique horizontal practice secret method in the vajra palm.

On the other hand, when Wuhe made a move, he also showed the same murderous aura and fierce momentum as a master of national arts, between the sprints of the body, the palm of his hand poked out, and he was one of the Shaolin stunts of the dragon beckoning, both hands came out, and the dragon claws poked out faintly to hear a trace of dragon groan!

The two of them went all out this time, and it was so powerful that many people here were very sideways, and they admired Shaolin in their hearts that it was indeed a famous ancient temple inherited the year before.

"Take care to protect yourself. ”

Wang Cheng whispered next to Yang Qingyu's red ears again, and then grabbed Yang Qingyu's hand, his breathing changed greatly, and his left hand roared, and his shot was the True Dragon Fist Technique.

After these two days of casting and cultivating, the True Dragon Fist Technique had been performed in his hands, and if it weren't for the stimulation of reversing qi and blood in his body, it would be almost perfect.

Yang Qingyu's body trembled, and he felt that his ears were about to burn. She hurriedly calmed down, knowing that she was in the middle of a battle at this time, and she couldn't be distracted and drag Wang Cheng back. Immediately, she took a deep breath, raised her right hand, skillfully cast the Tai Chi Yun hand, and slapped her palm lightly towards the other party.

Bang Bang ......

Zhang Shaoyun sat there and couldn't help but applaud, and said with a smile: "Come on, master and wife, husband and wife are of the same heart, its profits will be cut off, and the bald donkey will be defeated!"

Many young masters who were dissatisfied with Monk Yongzheng also followed suit. (To be continued......)