When the inside, when the inside......

Zheng Ya is in a good mood and has internal strength, not to mention, breaking Shaolin Muren Alley is really not a big problem, but I don't know if the real Shaolin Muren Alley can be broken. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the legend is true, there are 108 warrior monks guarding the Tao in it, and if these warrior monks have cultivated internal strength, it is estimated that it will not be so good.

Shaolin authenticity, it shouldn't be so difficult, right?

After fighting Muren Alley, the time is still very long, and after Zheng Ya returned to his residence, he had an idea and went to the official martial arts website to take a look at it at another time period.

There are still people guarding inside, considering that the Huashan Sword Debate is about to begin, Zheng Ya also let it go, quietly set up a four-layer defensive circle, and Zheng Ya started the download business again.

Not to mention, this time, the defender on the opposite side seemed to be napping, and it took him a long time to react, and after a while, he rushed over with three swords and attacked Zheng Ya.

The lethality of the Lianzhu sword formed by the three swords was not enough, Zheng Ya could deal with it calmly, and after fighting for half an hour, the opponent could not help himself.

The fourth sword was involved in the attack.

At this time, Zheng Ya had basically completed the video download, and he was happy and began to remove the traces.

The opponent's four swords couldn't be attacked, and one of them seemed to be harassed by Zheng Ya, and actually left a sentence in the information flow: "Sneak attack when we are tired, what kind of hero is it? ”

Zheng Ya came over to download the information, if they didn't just stay on the edge, Zheng Ya wouldn't have fought with them at all.

The opponent is just tired, Zheng Ya needs this kind of opportunity, if he doesn't leave, he is a bastard, Zheng Ya doesn't want to grudge with the other party at all.

The last master's information was downloaded, Zheng Ya sent out two numbers: "88", and slipped away without looking back, he got everything he needed, and he would never be entangled with his opponent in the future, that was the real 88.

The Xuanyuan Sword Group fought a friendly match with Red Shield last night, and fought until two o'clock in the morning.

The strength of the red shield is quite strange, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, some time ago won many times in a row, and has vaguely become the strongest team, to defeat the red shield, the Xuanyuan sword group is naturally more happy.

After the big victory, the members of the sword team were very excited, and they discussed it until four o'clock, and then ran to sleep.

For these night owls, this is really not a big problem, and the next day there is time to catch up on sleep.

When Zheng Ya came over, it was really when everyone had just rested and was exhausted.

The kid who makes everyone sleep unstable! It's really a lack of morality, and a few Xuanyuan swords hate it to the bone.

Zheng Ya achieved his goal, happily compared the video, began to analyze the opponent's strengths and weaknesses, and simulated the actual battle in his mind.

Knowing that the other side can win all battles, Zheng Ya's goal is to finally encounter Li Wentao, and can think of a way to avenge Brother Wan's blood and hatred.

The information of the 20 masters was all collected in place, and Zheng Ya found that among all the players, Li Wentao's ranking was quite high, reaching the top five, which was the same level as Sambo's killing god, and, like Zheng Ya, Li Wentao was also a middleweight player, and he was still the strongest middleweight seed.

In other words, the farther Zheng Ya goes in the ring, the more likely it is to encounter Li Wentao.

Of course, now watching Li Wentao's battle video, Zheng Ya really admires his ignorance and fearlessness in his heart.

Before participating in the ring, Zheng Ya felt that it was very easy to clean up Li Wentao with his martial arts cultivation, but after really standing in the ring and starting to fight against the masters, Zheng Ya found many of his shortcomings and began to doubt whether he could enter the Huxiang heroes.

After entering Huashan with great difficulty, Zheng Ya felt that his level might not be enough to go further in the ring, and the organizing committee of the competition positioned himself in the top ten.

It wasn't until Shaolin recruited Zheng Ya that after a series of intensive training, and then looked back at Li Wentao's video, Zheng Ya felt that Li Wentao was terrible in the ring.

In the video, Li Wentao's footwork, body style, strength, speed and defense are all very strong, if it is his previous level, it is likely that it will not only be difficult to take revenge when he encounters Li Wentao, but may also be knocked out on the spot.

Maybe you have internal strength to protect yourself, and there will be no big problems in the end, but if you want to take revenge, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Even now, Zheng Ya feels that it is difficult for him to find an opportunity to make a move in the ring.

Li Wentao definitely has internal force to protect himself, Li Wentao will also have a special pulse interception technique, and he will be very sensitive to abnormal attacks.

Zheng Ya also knew that once he encountered Li Wentao, it was estimated that the opponent would do everything possible to kill him, and when the time came, who would kill him would depend on whose Taoism was higher and whose luck was better.

After watching the video, it was soon time for the afternoon confrontation.

When Zheng Ya arrived at the confrontation area, he found that many students had already prepared, and the atmosphere at the scene was relatively dignified.

After a little observation, Zheng Ya immediately found that there were some special monks in the confrontation hall today, these monks were not very old, about 20 years old, wearing yellow shirts, bandages on their calves, and cloth shoes on their feet, all of them were arrogant, standing in the middle of the venue.

Shi Yanfang was also among them, talking with an older monk, and when he saw Zheng Ya, he shouted loudly: "Zheng Ya, come here, Senior Brother Yanwu has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Zheng Ya answered, with a smile on his face, strode forward, arched his hands, and said loudly: "Disciple Zheng Ya, I have seen all senior brothers. ”

Senior Brother Yanwu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a towering nose bridge, a pair of ears that are particularly big, it looks like he is particularly powerful, he is about 1.75 meters tall, and the outfit on his body is slightly different from other senior brothers, wearing a red warrior monk's robe, his right shoulder and right hand are exposed, which looks powerful, and his calves are also bandaged, and a yellow belt is wiped around his waist.

Seeing Zheng Ya, Senior Brother Yanwu nodded slightly, and said, "You are Zheng Ya who broke through the third layer of Pseudo-Muren Alley in the morning?"

In the confrontation hall, it suddenly quieted down, and many Shaolin students looked at Zheng Ya in unison, showing envious expressions.

Penetrate the third layer of Muren Alley, that means that after graduating from Shaolin Wenwu Academy, there will be a lot of good development directions in the future, among Shaolin Wenwu Academy, only about 20% can get through the third layer of Muren Alley, this senior brother Zheng Ya is really good strength, good luck.

Especially a few students who knew that Zheng Ya was here to strengthen the training, they sighed softly in their hearts, what a good luck.

Zheng Ya took a few steps forward in the eyes of everyone's attention, and according to Shaolin etiquette, he raised his palm with one hand, and said in his mouth: "Zheng Ya did hit the third layer of Muren Alley in the morning, and Uncle De'an personally witnessed and made a record. ”

Senior Brother Yanwu snorted, and said lightly: "One of the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin, Shi Yanwu, entrusted by the temple, is here to award you the title of Shaolin martial artist. ”

Zheng Ya smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yanwu." ”

Shi Yanwu took out a red bronzing certificate in his arms, sent it forward with both hands, and handed it to Zheng Ya with a solemn expression.

Zheng Ya stretched out his hands and took them on top of the certificate.

However, just as Zheng Ya was about to take away the certificate, Shi Yanwu suddenly stretched out a kick, kicked it over, and said proudly in his mouth: "There are also two kinds of outer disciples, one is the one who has real materials and can catch a few moves of the warrior monk, not only the real disciple who can only fight in the ring, Zheng Ya, I don't know if you can block my few kicks." ”

At this time, if Zheng Ya wants to dodge this kick, he can only let go of the certificate in his hand, and if he wants to continue to hold the certificate, he can only force Shi Yanwu's legs and feet.

As soon as his calf was raised, Zheng Ya swung his foot, quickly blocked Shi Yanwu's kick, and said clearly: "Senior Brother Yanwu, please advise." ”

With a clear bang, Shi Yanwu's leg kicked Zheng Ya's feet, and the huge force almost swept Zheng Ya to the ground.

Zheng Ya quickly took a round Tai Chi step, turned the power away, and firmly nailed it to the ground, and just after standing firmly, Shi Yanwu's other leg kicked over again.

A two-yi yin and yang step, Zheng Ya quickly stretched out the other leg.

With a bang, the legs slammed together slightly.

A gilded certificate was held in four hands, and Zheng Ya and Shi Yanwu hit each other with their legs in a row, and they hit each other with no less than four or five kicks at a very fast speed.

Zheng Ya's forehead was a little sweaty, and he felt that he couldn't hold the bronzing certificate in his hand.

At this time, Shi Yanwu finally stopped attacking, put his hands away, stood back, and said lightly: "If you can block the five feet of this seat, you do have the qualifications of an outer disciple, but Zheng Ya, you need to know that the ring competition is always just a trail, it is always just a grandstanding gadget, you can call yourself the Shaolin Outer Gate, but don't use the guise of my Shaolin to deceive." ”

After Shi Yanwu finished speaking, the young warrior monks in yellow robes beside him glanced at Zheng Ya arrogantly, as if they were very disdainful.

These guys seem to be very disgusted with fighting in the ring? It can be seen that they have a prejudice against the Shaolin disciples who fight in the ring, and their expressions are even more arrogant.

But Zheng Ya felt that the systematic combat skills he had learned at the Shaolin Academy of Martial Arts were of great use even in actual combat.

But now is not the time to reason with Senior Brother Shi Yanwu, Zheng Ya smiled slightly, and said without humility or arrogance: "Senior Brother Yanwu, rest assured, Zheng Ya's admiration for Shaolin martial arts has been put in his heart, and he has no intention of playing Shaolin under the guise of Shaolin, in fact, this Shaolin martial arts certificate is also a thin piece of paper for Zheng Ya, dispensable, if you don't worry about Zheng Ya, you can take it back." ”