Chapter 942 [Hit Shaolin!] 】

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Songshan.

Shaolin Temple.

This is not a tourist area, the entire hill and the tourist area are separated, in the backyard of the main hall, a group of small monks are sweeping the floor with brooms.

"Uncle Quit Arrogance and Uncle Quit Impatience, they're back?"

"I just came back yesterday, and I heard that they all broke bones!"

"yes, it's not lightly hurt!"

"It's good to come back, I heard that it was the abbot who put pressure on the local public security in Tianshan, so he put people back, and he didn't suffer much from it, and the National Arts Association also helped, otherwise, the sentence is possible, and now it is a society under the rule of law after all."

"How did you get to this?"

"That Rao Aimin has already done a lot of evil, and he should be taught a lesson!"

"Shhhh

"What's wrong with that, it's the truth!"

"This matter is settled."

"What's the solution, this revenge is not avenged? Uncle Shi, they were all beaten! ”

"I've heard that it's our side that is wrong first."

"Then they can't be so vicious!"

"This account will definitely be counted back in the future, has Rao Aimin woken up?"

"I heard that I haven't woken up yet, and I'm still in the hospital!"

"Hmph, it's better not to wake up, and that Zhang Ye! Even the owner of the gossip door didn't dare to say anything about this matter, and he had already announced that he would expel Rao Aimin from the division, what else did he Zhang Ye participate in as a star? Celebrities are amazing, huh? Celebrities can take care of other people's affairs? Why didn't he ......"

Suddenly, the bell rang on the mountain!

When I heard the first sound. Everyone looked normal and didn't take it seriously at all, but when the bell rang five times in a row. The faces of everyone in Shaolin Temple have changed!

Enemy attack!

It's an enemy attack!

Everyone rushed out!

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong?"

"Why are there enemy attacks?"

"Shaolin's five bells haven't rang for decades!"

"What's going on?"

"No one dares to go to Shaolin to make trouble!"

Some people look flustered!

Some people look confused!

Others are armed with sticks, as if they are facing a great enemy!

Suddenly, a warrior monk's angry roar came from outside, "Zhang Ye has hit!" Zhang Ye is calling! Hurry up and invite Uncle Ancestor! ”

What the?

Zhang Ye?

A Tai Chi heir who has disappeared for a hundred years?

"Not good!"

"Is that him?"

"Hurry up and invite Uncle Ancestor!"

"Defense! Defense! ”

"Array!"

Before anyone saw it, the voice came first, "No one in the Guoshu Association gave me an explanation?" No one in Shaolin Temple gave me an explanation? Okay, then I'll come over today and ask for an explanation! ”

Bang!

Bang!

Two muffled sounds. The two warrior monks flew into the front yard with a scream and fell to the ground!

Today, Zhang Ye changed into a pure white practice uniform, stepped on a pair of cloth shoes with no characteristics, and walked in like this!

Just now, those little sweeping monks who didn't know any martial arts and gossiped. At this moment, they are so frightened that they don't know where to run!

"Zhang Ye, what are you going to do?"

"Presumptuous!"

"Do you dare to break into Shaolin?"

"You're so daring!"

"Are you crazy?"

The Eighteen Arhats Array has been set up!

Many monks stood in the distance and scolded Zhang Ye angrily!

Everyone was shocked, and after five days of hiding, they all thought that this was the end of the matter. No one thought that someone would really dare to hit the Shaolin Temple!

Zhang Ye smiled: "I'm a person." The courage has always been great, there are only two choices for me to do or not to do anything, and there is never an option to dare or not to dare! "Lift your feet and go inside.

"Up!"

"Block him!"

"Can't let him enter the main hall!"

"Stop him!"

Eighteen warrior monks formed an eighteen arhat formation and swarmed up!

However, Zhang Ye didn't even look at them, and a pair of eyes had already fixed on a plaque in the main hall that read Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years, and walked over step by step!

A stick is coming!

Zhang Ye waved his hand casually and twisted it. One flick!

A warrior monk fell to the ground with a cry of pain!

Immediately after, two stick shadows roared. One in front, one in the back!

Zhang Ye didn't look back, raised his hand and clamped it with two fingers, the stick shadow in front of him had been pinched between his index finger and middle finger, his wrist shook, the stick held in the hand of the warrior monk opposite shook suddenly, and he had already taken it off, Zhang Ye pushed forward with some dark energy, and the warrior monk on the opposite side was hit in the chest and flew out, and the fingers were thrown back, and the stick clamped on the finger instantly flew behind him, just poking the face of the warrior monk behind him, the nosebleed flew sideways, and the person fainted in pain!

There is another person, and the stick shadow sweeps the next plate!

Zhang Ye didn't dodge or dodge, he stepped on it directly, the tip of the stick pressed on the ground, and with a shock, he was stunned and bounced the warrior monk away!

Eighteen Arhat formations, there are only fourteen people left in the blink of an eye!

Everyone in Shaolin Temple was so cold that they saw it!

Not an opponent at all!

This, this doesn't have to be fought at all!

"Don't be afraid of him!"

"Hit!"

"Go!"

"Death will stop him!"

"Let's get on it!"

There were a total of twenty-eight people who could fight, and all the warrior monks present rushed up!

Zhang Ye listened, and grabbed the fist shadow of a warrior monk with both hands, and with a stroke, the two of them were already lying on the ground in the next moment, as if their bodies were not controlled at all, and it seemed that the power they had fought out made them both fall to the ground, and their heads were broken!

A warrior monk who practiced hard qigong shouted loudly and shot out in a rage!

But the moment he arrived in front of Zhang Ye, he didn't even see how Zhang Ye made a move, only to see a shadow shake and hit the center of gravity of the warrior monk's body, and then, he fell out and never stood up again!

"Master!"

"Deputy Leader!"

"Deputy Leader!"

The deputy head of the Shaolin Temple warrior monk is not Zhang Ye's enemy!

I can't fight!

How can this be fought??

Although the martial arts of the warrior monks of the Shaolin Temple are very high. They are all one in a hundred, but the opponent is a master of national arts who knows tai chi, or a master of national arts who has recovered from his injuries, is young and strong, and is at his peak. Unless you pile it up with a hundred or two hundred people, there is no way at all!

Five people!

Ten people!

Twenty people!

In the blink of an eye, a piece of the ground has fallen!

A few people who had participated in the National Arts Exchange Conference five days ago were also shocked by Zhang Ye's skills again, because they actually found that it was obviously the first time to recover from injury, but Zhang Ye's martial arts were a little higher than before-of course they didn't know. The newly accumulated prestige value in the past few days, as long as he saves enough million, will be "eaten" by Zhang Ye to buy a Tai Chi skill experience book!

"No more!"

"I can't stop it!"

"Hurry up and invite Uncle Ancestor!"

"Where is Uncle Shi?"

……

Inner Courtyard.

Somewhere in a wing.

Many senior monks of Shaolin Temple, including the abbot, are inside. They didn't even go out at all, and everyone's faces were written with all kinds of colors.

The abbot is silent!

A high monk is sad and angry!

A monk is anxious!

There is also a monk who sits in the corner but seems to be sitting in the center without saying a word. This person is over half a hundred years old, but he looks very healthy, which is incompatible with other people. This person only wore a blue-gray robe that was the most ordinary and lowest level in the Shaolin Temple. Even if I have hair, I don't know if there is no gradient or if it grows back later. However, it can be seen that the eyes of many people in the room are looking at him, and with respect!

His name is Shi Wu.

The person with the highest martial arts in Shaolin Temple.

The abbot suddenly looked at him, "Senior brother! ”

Shi Wu shook his head.

Yiwen monk hurriedly said: "Uncle Shi! Zhang Ye has already practiced dark energy, and he has practiced Taijiquan, a martial art that no one is familiar with, and the entire Shaolin Temple ...... Only you can fight him! ”

Shi Wu looked at them and said, "I'm not his opponent. ”

"I haven't hit it. How do you know? "One inhales.

Shi Wudao: "I can fight with Chen Xi so many tricks, under the grandmaster." There is no one else who is his opponent anymore. After a pause, he said, "Even if I can make a draw with him, what can I do?" This matter is the Shaolin Temple wrong, is it the sin of those who went to the National Arts Conference, a sneak attack? Siege? Make a clean sweep of? This is a big mistake for human life! People are now coming to the door to ask for explanations, even if he demolishes the Shaolin Temple, we can't find fault with others! ”

The abbot said: "Shaolin's century-old foundation, how can it be ......?"

Suddenly, there was a shouting outside!

"You dare!"

"Zhang Ye! Don't you dare! ”

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Rumble!

Loud click!

"Ahh

"Abbot!"

"Uncle Shi!"

"Zhang Ye, he removed the plaque of Shaolin Temple!"

The plaque that has been inherited by Shaolin for a hundred years has been torn apart at this moment!

What the?

The abbot is furious!

Shaolin Temple is furious!

"Fight with him!"

"Fight with him!"

"Zhang Ye is too deceitful!"

"Can't let him go!"

The plaque of Shaolin Temple has been inherited for hundreds of years, this is their name, this is also their face, the plaque is demolished, this is pumping their face!

Shi Wu's face also changed slightly, sighed, and suddenly said: "The people who came back from this National Arts Conference, everyone is not allowed to go down the mountain for five years!" Within this year, the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple will be closed! No more warrior monks! ”

"Why?"

"Why!"

"Uncle Shi!"

"Uncle Shi!"

At this time, the head of the Shaolin Temple monk in the corner, who usually rarely speaks, spoke, "Rao Aimin is unconscious, Chen Xi is seriously injured, and he can't fight again within half a year, Zhou Tianpeng is paralyzed and his life is short, and the other two national arts masters, one is overseas and doesn't know where to go, and the other is over ninety years old and doesn't ask about the world. What should I do if I don't accept the softness? Are you really going to push him into a hurry and let him kill him again? At that time, it may not be the century-old plaque of the Shaolin Temple that may be demolished, but the entire Shaolin Temple! ”

Hearing this, everyone was silent!

……

Front hall.

Zhang Ye dusted off the dust on his hands, and under the angry gaze of many Shaolin Temple monks, he turned around, took a step, and walked away again.

Relax!

No one else!

"Zhang Ye!"

"You ......"

"Shaolin Temple is not with you!"

Shouted and shouted, but no one dared to go up and stop him!

Zhang Ye is like entering and leaving no one's land, he can come when he wants, he can leave when he wants, and when he left, he left a sentence, "You don't share the sky with me, right?" Okay, follow me on Weibo, keep abreast of my latest developments, and I welcome you to come at any time! ”

I also put an advertisement before leaving!

Countless monks in Shaolin Temple were angry! (To be continued.) )