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"Nope. The fastest update" Zhengji shook his head, for the study of Luohan Boxing, it is all due to the increase in the body skills of the writing wheel eye, otherwise how could it be possible to become proficient in a short period of time.

Jiekong is like picking up a treasure, almost didn't take the political discipline into his arms and kiss it, seeing that it was too late, he made an appointment with the political discipline to see you tomorrow, he was in the Zen Temple for so many years, and he has seen a lot of the past and history of the Zen Temple, and no one has ever been able to be like the political discipline in front of him, learning boxing just to look at it once, the dream that has been buried in his heart for a long time has begun to stir again, slowly breaking the ground and sprouting, slowly stretching out the torso, slowly growing luxuriant, slowly covering the gray sky in his original heart, he can even be a prophet, starting tomorrow, the inside of the Zen Temple will gradually brew a storm, the first person of Zen Xiji Temple, who has never been seen in the slightest since ancient times, will be born!

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The days that followed, it was still boring and boring instead of all the days of missing the hometown and missing the past, every morning and dusk of sunrise and sunset, you can see the traces of political discipline and all the warrior monks undergoing rigorous training in the morning breeze and sunset, and the martial arts are still three days and two ends of the law to torture and treat political discipline, but the more harsh he lives, the stronger the political discipline is, and later, the martial arts are almost useless for him.

Dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water. This is the evaluation of political discipline after the martial arts.

This is a counterattack by political discipline.

But no matter how much Zhengji suffers during the day, he will come on time at night when he quits empty, and first handed over some exercises to Zhengji to practice qi and recuperate, helping him to better recover his energy, and every time he will play a set of boxing techniques against Zhengji, and Zhengji also quietly opened the copyist of the writing wheel eye to work hard to copy his physical skills.

He is determined to build Zhengji into a master who can fight against the Nine Grades in one fell swoop, and pass the test to become a new generation of Zen descendants!

But no matter what, he is very optimistic about Zhengji, not only because of Zhengji's qualifications, but also because the courage and hope for the future in his body do not decrease with the passage of time, but are more clear and firm!

Ding Lao didn't come for a long time, and Zhengji didn't complain, the earth didn't just rotate for him, and everyone didn't have to guard him all the time for him, Ding Lao may also have his own things to deal with, and he, to survive on this island, is already a rare gift from God, since he is alive, then there is too much time, life, you can't always look ahead, and living well now is the most important thing, isn't it?

Sometimes, when Masaki is in his spare time, he even feels that the nostalgia for the original world outside the island seems to be much less, he seems to gradually become familiar with the regular and passionate life on the island, and seems to be integrated into this group of passionate warrior monks, in this paradise, he doesn't need to think too much, he doesn't need to do too much, although the body is sometimes tired, but the soul is unprecedentedly clear and clear, and it seems to be washed by this beautiful island.

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On a moonlit night, the wind is high, the island is silent, and only the sound of the wind blowing through the grass can be heard in the air, the temple stands quietly under the faint light, with the mysterious atmosphere that it has not changed a year ago, bathed in the refined sea breeze, quietly waiting for every dawn that shows the bright sky and the deep dark night of the night

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In the barely recognizable line of sight, on the beach leading to the sea of the Zen Xi Temple, there are some black shadows that are moving rapidly, the black shadows are scattered, like a swarthy sharp knife, approaching the vast and open heart of the Zen Xi Temple, the black shadows are scattered one after another, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, with clear rules, obviously well-trained, prepared, and it seems that they do not seem to have good intentions.

Between the black shadow and the black shadow action, there are some phalanxes that are clearly divided, each phalanx has personnel command, from all sides of the Zen Rest Temple, surrounded by, this group of people has a lot of people, and the equipment seems to be advanced, and now it seems that it has the strength to confront the Zen Rest Temple.

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The sky is high and wide, and the moon pours down with the greatest perspective and penetration, spreading over a whole deserted island, at this time, inside the Zen Temple, maybe all the personnel are still dreaming and sleeping well, unaware of the threat outside the temple, and more likely, it is the disaster of destruction.

A man in black closest to the courtyard wall waved his hand, made a gesture to the people behind, and then squatted against the wall, folded his hands, and the man in black quickly ran closer, stepped on the overlapping palms of the person, and jumped over the wall easily without touching the edges, and then everywhere on the wall of the Zen Temple, there were traces of the men in black almost at the same time, and they used this method to continue to sneak in.

Some of the monks who were patrolling the night noticed something unusual, and as soon as they came and saw it clearly, they collapsed on the ground with an "ah", and the men in black sneaked in in all directions, but it seemed that all the targets were in the dormitory of the beginner monks who were separated from different areas.

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A monk standing in front of the latrine, who had just come and untied his belt, received a slap on the back of the head, and collapsed straight down, without the slightest sound, the comer was silent, mysterious and weird, with well-trained skills, sneaked into the edge of the monk's dormitory like a ghost with thunder, and kept gathering.

One of the men in black leaned against the wall, looking at the watch in his hand, when the time was up, he gestured to the inside, and the other man in black understood it, took out a grenade from his back bag, pulled the lead, and threw it in!

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?? At the same time, in the warrior monks' dormitories in each sub-district of the Zen Temple, the grenades of the black-clothed men were thrown in at the same time, and the action steps were adjusted in unison, showing a skillful tacit cooperation.

"Bang, bang!!" The smoke exploded, and a strong, pungent smell poured out, quickly filling the entire dormitory.

The exclamations of the crowd rang out almost at the same time, the sounds of panic, shouts, and shouts resounded through the otherwise peaceful night of the Zen Temple.

Many warrior monks didn't have time to put on their clothes, they rushed out towards the door, just poked out their heads, the black-clothed man guarding the door of the room raised his palms, and suddenly knocked the bird to the ground, and then his head hung weakly on the ground, like a lump of roasted soft mud.

It wasn't until the people who went to the door fell to the ground one after another that many people knew that there was an ambush at the door, and immediately a large number of people immediately made a decision and quickly escaped through the window, but as soon as they got out of the window, the whole body was carried by five or six black-clothed people, their hands were tied behind their backs, and a large number of people were abandoned on the grass.

Some of them grabbed the benches and chairs and rushed out towards the exit, mingling with the black-clothed man at the door, but they were not at the same level at all, and they were leveled on the ground in seconds.

Occasionally, you can meet some powerful warrior monks, and fight with the people in black, but because of the lack of support, the other party's black-clothed people are overwhelmed by three or five people on the other side while the number of people is constantly increasing.

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?? Others gathered in a large group of people and rushed to the exit in the smoke, but they were blocked by a wooden wall across it, and they were completely sealed in the dormitory.

More and more of their comrades were killed, and the crowd began to panic, jumping left and right, with frightened and frightened expressions on their faces, because if this continued, it was likely that the next person to fall would be himself.

Many people were so choked by the smoke that they rushed out of the house at the risk, and the black-clothed men who were happily guarding the door of the house were one in one hand, and in the alternation of hands, three or four people fell into a pile.

"Stop me!" the men in black turned their heads to look over.

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?? A man stood behind them, his messy hairline fluttering out, windless and automatic.

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?? The three black-clothed men guarding the door of the room glanced at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes, they had been guarding the door, and the companion in charge of guarding the window had not seen a single person let go, how and when this man came to their rear, they didn't know at all, and the momentum coming from this man's body made them feel a little tricky.

A man in black was about to step forward, and a person next to him reached out to stop him, stepped forward, and then suddenly turned into a run with a forward movement, rushed towards the man, and swung a punch in his hand, obtaining the man's eyebrows, trying to hit it in place and knock it to the ground.

It's just a flash of his eyes, and he can't see how the man moves, and the man in black who rushed up has already fallen in front of the man, not blocking the man for a minute and a half, but letting him keep walking towards the other two people.

The two black-clothed men only felt a huge oppression, the man took another step forward, the two of them couldn't sink anymore, one left and one right, a hand knife, and a leg sweep cut from the top and bottom crosswise, as long as the man in front of him hesitated, he would be knocked down immediately.

When the victory or defeat was only an instant, the speed of the man's fist was very fast, but the two men in black were not easy to match, when the man's fists were swung in front of him, their hands had already subconsciously protected their faces, and they changed from an offensive state to a defensive state.

However, this defense is not without flaws, at least the hand speed of the rebound can't keep up with the speed of the man's fist shot, and the two of them are full of each other, and their bodies are spinning and flying out, crashing into a pile of people, and rolling down in all directions.

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The surrounding black-clothed people all noticed the loss of the main entrance, and suddenly five black-clothed people moved, moving towards the door where the man was, to bully more and less, it has always been the specialty of this group of black-clothed people, as long as there is a flaw, more people will immediately go over to fill it, trying to make the people in the dormitory unable to get out, suffocated to death.

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