Although Old Man Zhang was angry about bullfighting, he was also jealous in the face of this Shaolin inner monk. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "Master, Shaolin is the head of our five major sects of Chinese national arts, should we make some sense, right?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the Dharma Ring monk suddenly sneered, the clothes on his body seemed to be blown by something, puffed up high, and said in a cold and arrogant voice: "What we Shaolin do is the way of heaven, and what we say is the truth!" In the Chinese art world, it is a matter of course to become a king and defeat a king. Zhang Fangtian, you tell your grandchildren to come out to fight, otherwise it is no wonder that this monk will bully the small with the big and destroy your Zhang family! ”

It's crazy!

The faces of the Zhang family changed greatly, but in the face of this behemoth, they really didn't dare to provoke this other party! One by one, his eyes were red, his body trembled, but he was afraid of this person's identity and didn't dare to rush up.

Qian Laosan laughed, and like his son, he spat on the ground and said, "Zhang family, I'm bah!" ”

But just as they were about to leave, someone behind them said lightly: "Who are they?" ”

Qian Laosan's eyes fell on the speaker, but he saw that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with a thin body, an elegant face, and glasses on his face, and he was a nerd who had just come out of school.

Before he came, he had already investigated the Zhang family clearly, and said with a sneer: "You are that Zhang Ren!" Your father was a subservient to our generation back then, do you have the ability to try it? ”

Zhang Ren smiled slightly: "Then I'll try!" ”

Zhang Fangtian's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said: "Ren'er, you can't be fooled by him!" You have backbone, but it's not child's play. Your two elder brothers have been practicing national arts, but they still can't beat each other, not to mention that you are so thin,"

After Zhang Ren scratched his head, he said shyly: "Don't worry, although I haven't fought with others, it should be no problem to fight this kind of person!" ”

What the? After these words were spoken, Zhang Fangtian couldn't let him go.

In today's China, national art has become widespread, and even in the wilderness mountain villages, there are people teaching national arts. And the grandson's hands are not calloused, his temples are not abnormal, and he even seems to be wobbly when he walks. It is impossible to learn the national art at all! Even if you really practice, you must have learned two tricks from those useless villagers!

He shook his head again and again and said: "For grandpa, your return is more important than anything else, at most you can give them a license, and you can't be as knowledgeable as a villain." At most, wait until your father comes back, and then snatch the permit back. ”

Zhang Fangtianben grabbed his grandson tightly, but as soon as he finished saying this, he felt his wrist slip, and Zhang Ren didn't know when it was out of his control. The old man was frightened this time, he didn't care about anything, took two steps forward and grabbed Zhang Ren's shoulder.

But he obviously grabbed it, but he felt that his grandson's figure suddenly slipped, and somehow it was out of his control again. This time, Zhang Fangtian still stopped, and the expression on his face became a little strange.

Although the second master Zhang Liren was unhappy with Zhang Ren, who suddenly appeared, after all, he was the son of the eldest brother, and he didn't want Zhang Ren to have an accident. He just wanted to stop the other party, but heard Zhang Fangtian say, "Second brother, let him go!" Ren'er might surprise us. ”

Qian Shi looked at Zhang Ren who came over, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, the kid opposite was staggering when he walked, and he was weak, how could he be a master of national arts. Besides, no one wears glasses.

However, he came here to find trouble, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you better go back, right?" Otherwise, if you don't pay attention, I'll beat you to death, but it's trouble! ”

"That's what you said!" Zhang Ren nodded, and then said to the Shaolin Dharma Ring in the distance, "Come here!" If you're not careful, you'll be in trouble if you beat him to death! ”

Qian Shi's face sank and said, "Boy, you give me death!" ”

He has studied with this Dharma ordination master for three years, and he has been tempered by the master in an inhumane way, and he is by no means weak. As soon as his body moved, the floor under his feet was trampled into two pieces, and a black tiger smashed into Zhang Ren's front heart with a move. But he had obviously touched Zhang Ren, but he felt that the shadow in front of him had bloomed, his fist had already hit the air, and the whole person had already pounced.

Before Qian Shi could react, Zhang Ren's feet were forced, and his body had already arrived in front of him, and the black tiger who was exactly the same as him hit Qian Shi's chest hard!

"Why? How could he be the last to come! ”

Bang!

Qian Shi's body had already flown out, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and had fainted after rolling three or four times.

Everyone was shocked, especially Qian Sanye's face was green, his son was his pride, but as soon as he made a move, he was knocked unconscious by the kid in front of him, life and death were uncertain, and his face changed greatly: "You kid is looking for death!" ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ren somehow had already arrived in front of him, raised his hand and gave him a slap: "Let you make trouble at my grandfather's birthday banquet!" ”

Qian Laosan was beaten stupidly at that time, and opened his mouth to scold: "You kid dare to beat me!" ”

"Hit you?"

Zhang Ren sneered, slapped him with two more slaps, and sneered: "It's you who hit!" ”

This move angered the "Shaolin Inner Hall Dharma Ring Master", and he suddenly stood up and said, "Boy, will you stop me?" ”

"Stop?" Zhang Ren gave him a blank look.

A slap on Qian San's left face! "This is beating you up at my grandfather's birthday party!"

A slap on Qian San's right cheek! "This is beating your godson and hurting my two brothers!"

In the next moment, Zhang Ren's palms kept flying up and down, left and right, as if butterflies were flying among the flowers, turning into countless shadows, and they were continuously slapped on Qian Laosan's face!

"This one hundred and one slaps are for the table you overturned!"

When Zhang Ren stopped, two of Qian Lao's third front teeth were knocked out, his eyes were also blocked, and his originally thin face was all swollen, as if he was a pig's head.

I can't even recognize the way the looks now.

However, Qian Laosan hadn't fainted yet, his eyes looked at Zhang Ren with fear, and he said hoarsely: "I won't!" ”

Syllable!

Another slap directly knocked Qian Laosan unconscious. And Zhang Ren shook his palm and said lightly: "This slap is because I see that you are unhappy!" ”

Everyone was amazed! Although Qian Laosan is not a first-class master in Jianghai City, he is not bad, but in front of this young man with glasses, he doesn't even have the ability to fight back, what is the way this kid comes from?

The Dharma Ring Monk nodded, he slowly came to Zhang Ren's three meters away, and said lightly: "The donor is so powerful, especially the Thousand Illusions Butterfly Palm just now, even this monk is amazed. I didn't expect you to be from Butterfly Valley. Run for your life! We have some connections between Shaolin and Butterfly Valley, and I don't embarrass you. ”

Zhang Ren glanced at him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is this called a Thousand Illusions Butterfly Palm?" There is no power in the soft, only that kind of waste can't be stopped! ”