Huayang Huayun's communication tour is quite extensive, and this time more than 20 people from eight or nine familiar Taoist temples were notified, and in the end, only eleven came, and two fell into the hands of Su Wen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info other people either have something to do or are bent on cultivating and ignore this matter.

Originally, Hua Yun still had a lot of confidence in this, these dozen or so people were far beyond ordinary people, or they mastered two high-grade spells like a dwarf Taoist, or they were strong in martial arts, and they were all elite disciples of various Taoist temples, but after yesterday's battle, their confidence was not so full.

As for the siege of Su Wen, he only dared to think about it in his heart, and he didn't dare to bring it up at all.

Among them, the young man in sportswear hugged his fists and smiled slightly: "In Xia Lin Zhongxuan, I have seen a mage." ”

Seeing him salute, the others reluctantly hugged their fists, which was regarded as a salute.

Among them, a girl in a red down jacket was bouncing all the way, seventeen or eighteen years old, extremely lively. took two steps forward and looked at Su Wen with wide eyes, full of curiosity. "You're the monk, don't you look as vicious as they say. ”

Su Wen chuckled and asked, "I don't know what kind of vicious method it is?"

"It's ......"

"Xiao Ran. Lin Zhongxuan shouted at the girl, and then said to Su Wen slightly apologetically: "Senior sister has a broken personality and laughs." ”

Su Wen didn't care, anyway, the other party definitely couldn't say anything good about himself when he went back.

"Now matter, I don't know how you are going to solve it, mage?" Lin Zhongxuan gently rubbed Xiao Ran's head and asked Su Wen with a smile.

Xiao Ran was a little unhappy when his senior brother interrupted his speech, but he rubbed his head, and suddenly squinted his eyes, looking like a little kitten.

Before Su Wen could reply, another arrogant voice interjected. "Brother Zhongxuan Dao, what do you have to say to him. When he came, he beat him until he gave in, and from then on he entered my door. In the future, any cat or dog will dare to bully him. ”

Su Wen's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile. Following the voice, he looked at the young Taoist priest with a handsome appearance, in his twenties, and looked at Su Wen with a contemptuous face, with a sneer on his face.

"Yes, what Li Daoyou said is exact, what else is there to say at this time?" another Taoist priest in his thirties then agreed.

"That is, the Tao and the Buddha do not stand together, just fight. ”

The rest agreed.

Lin Zhongxuan saw that everyone said this, but he just smiled and stopped talking. The young Taoist priest with a proud voice was called Li Zhongtong, and he was an elite disciple of Changchun Temple. According to legend, the Changchun view is passed down by Qiu Chuji, and it is the largest Taoist temple in that area, and it has a great influence.

And the rest of these people are not far from the Taoist temple, so naturally they have to rely on him to breathe.

Whether you like these people or not, after all, they are in the same vein as the Daomen, so there is no need to make any trouble with them for the sake of Buddhist people, it is better to say less. Thinking of this, he pulled his junior sister and took two steps back.

Su Wen glanced around coldly and said, "I don't know which one will come to teach first?"

"I'll come. A black-faced Taoist priest who was not tall but stocky immediately responded, and then walked to the middle of the field in a few steps, facing Su Wen, with a box behind him.

"But what rules do you want to make?" Su Wen said lightly.

"Naturally, if you lose, you have to abandon the Buddha and enter the Tao, invite fellow Taoists, and worship the teacher. The black-faced Taoist priest raised his voice and said.

Su Wen narrowed his eyes. Naturally, his apprenticeship is not the end of the apprenticeship, but to invite colleagues to kneel and pour tea in front of everyone. With such a huge momentum, not only did he increase his face, but also cut the face of Buddhism, and from then on, he would inevitably be poked in the back wherever he went. And the original bet anyway, although everyone knows it, but if they don't get it on the surface, it can be regarded as more or less passable on the face.

"But why don't you two Taoist friends redeem you? Even if I lose, these two will have to enter my Buddha Gate. ”

The black-faced Taoist priest said in his heart: "What do those two people have to do with me?" It was the two of them who lost to this monk and won him again that I could show my strength. However, he couldn't say that, and immediately said: "At that time, it depends on the plans of all Taoist friends." ”

As soon as the dwarf Taoist priest and his junior brother heard his words, their hearts were half cold, and they actually had some resentment towards him and Hua Yun. I hated this Taoist priest for ignoring the feelings of my fellow Daoists, and I hated that I was invited by Hua Yun to come, but at this time, I didn't care about the two of them.

Su Wen nodded slightly: "The bet always needs to be reciprocal, if you lose, it will naturally be the same, invite colleagues, serve tea and apprentice." ”

The Taoist priest opened the box next and took out a pair of cold-lit judge's pens. The pen is 30 centimeters long, made entirely of stainless steel, and is extremely heavy, specializing in punching holes.

Although the penetration of this weapon is not as good as the Emei thorn, it specializes in acupuncture points, and the tip of the pen is sharp, and it is also very easy to break the golden bell jar of Su Wen, no wonder there is so much confidence. Moreover, the people who use this weapon are good at hand-to-hand short fights, and their body is flexible, and looking at his short and strong body, he is really unseemly.

Su Wen took off his shirt and threw it behind him, and someone immediately picked him up. With a wave of the staff on his upper body, he beckoned to the Taoist priest: "Come." ”

The figure of the Taoist priest flickered, and he came to Su Wen's approach, and a pair of judges pointed straight at Su Wen's chest acupoint.

Fast, fast. Su Wen was taken aback, the other party's speed was faster than he expected, and as soon as he waved his Zen staff, the other party had already arrived in front of him.

Retreating, the end of the Zen staff in his hand was raised, and he poked directly into the opponent's lower abdomen. The Taoist priest twisted his body, and bullied Su Wen again, and the judge in his hand pointed straight at his ribs. The other party took one inch short and one inch to the extreme, and the Zen stick in Su Wen's hand was too long to wield it at all. Forced by the other party to scramble.

Before the other party's judge's pen arrived, he already felt a pinprick-like stinging pain in both ribs. Su Wen secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and the whole person fell straight back to the ground, and the Zen staff in his hand came out horizontally. The Taoist priest didn't expect the weapon in Su Wen's hand to be thrown, and he was immediately smashed in the chest, blocking the next move.

But after all, he temporarily pushed out the Zen staff horizontally, and there was no strength, and the other party did not suffer any damage. But Su Wen took advantage of this opportunity to roll and stand up, and put his hands into claws to make a stance.

This time, the other party will not have any advantage, and the two sides will fight again, and the two sides will be evenly matched. After all, the judge's pen only needs to hurt him, pointing, stabbing, and poking, and Su Wen's ten fingers on both hands are a blood mark as long as they are scratched, and he is also good at grabbing techniques.

The two sides played each other several times in the middle of the field, and again a point.

I saw Su Wen clutching a bloody cloth in his hand, and the black-faced Taoist priest's chest was bloody.

Injured the enemy in one fell swoop, Su Wen didn't give him the slightest respite, and jumped up again. But the dwarf Taoist didn't dare to let Su Wen's hands touch anywhere on his body, and he could only defend for a while.

Lin Zhongxuan was watching the two of them fighting in the field, and seeing that the black-faced Taoist priest had fallen behind, he couldn't help but shake his head.

At this time, he was suddenly stunned, and looked to the side suspiciously, only to see a Taoist priest on the side with his hands in his sleeves, looking at the field with a concerned face. But if you look closely, you can see that his lips move slightly.

Su Wen in the field suddenly had abdominal pain, his face suddenly changed, and his hands slowed down.

The eyes of the black-faced Taoist priest who had originally fallen to the wind lit up, and he suddenly showed joy, and suddenly broke away from the scope of Su Wen's claws, and turned defense into attack. This time, he learned well, and no longer fought closely, but circled around Su Wen.

Seeing the twists and turns in the field, Su Wen was at a disadvantage again, and his face was pale, cold sweat kept pouring out on his head, and his steps were a little unsteady.

Su Wen's stomach hurt and immediately remembered the belly pain spell that the dwarf Taoist priest introduced to the Taoist mantra, what else could it be besides this kind of spell at this time?