Thief!

This seems to be a very old profession, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the most famous thieves were Xinlingjun who stole talismans to save Zhao.

If these people come and go out and their wallets are taken away, how will this policeman be? So for the sake of unnecessary trouble, Zhou Chen has to greet people in advance, if something happens, then he Zhou Chen is really welcome.

"Chairman, don't worry." The manager nodded heavily.

After Zhou Chen arranged everything for me, he went to find the abbot of Shaolin, because today was the day when Zhou Chen competed with the other nine elders of Shaolin.

Although Wudang's false charge has been defeated in the hands of Zhou Chen, and even the big disciples of Mount Emei have been defeated by Zhou Chen's men, when we talk about this, we have to mention the inheritance of Mount Emei.

This Mount Emei has only been misunderstood by outsiders until now, thinking that Guo Xiang, the daughter of the hero Guo Jing during the Northern Song Dynasty, could not get it because of her bitter love for the Condor hero Yang Guo, and finally had an epiphany in middle age and then founded the Emei faction in Mount Emei.

In fact, otherwise, whether it is the heroes Guo Jing and Yang Guo, these people are all made up, and they don't exist at all, and this Emei faction is rumored to have been established by Situ Xuankong during the Warring States Period.

One of the interesting things about this sect is that the person who taught the boxing skills is the senior brother, so this inheritance is not clear, and it is not clear what their inheritance is.

Without further ado, Zhou Chen came to the sports school practice ground that had been contracted before, and since this was an exchange and exchange, there was nothing else except for the representatives of those sects.

The nine elders of Shaolin stood there in a row, clasped their hands together in front of Zhou Chen, and hung the Buddha's name in their mouths: "Amitabha." Originally, they meant to compete with Zhou Chen several times, but Zhou Chen was troublesome, so he told them that he wanted to single out nine of them.

At that time, the Shaolin abbot still persuaded him, but seeing that Zhou Chen was resolute, he didn't bother with him, since he dared to say such a thing, then he must really have that ability.

Fight!

Generally, if there is no deep hatred, it will give each other a little face, in the past, this personal friend competition, it was all carried out in a secret place, no matter who lost, this is a loss of face after all.

Therefore, in today's competition, apart from the representatives of these sects, there is nothing else.

"Please." Zhou Chen stepped forward and made a gesture of please.

"Please." As these monks put on a posture, this martial arts competition began, and the representatives of the martial arts sect who were standing outside and watching were all holding their breath, and such opportunities were too few, so they all stared at Zhou Chen and the other nine elders of Shaolin on the field without blinking.

"Drink!" The nine monks instantly surrounded Zhou Chen in the middle, and the nine fists all smashed towards Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen's body kicked the ground violently, and the whole person jumped up.

"Look at my toad skills." A monk immediately lay on the ground, his mouth made a cooing sound, his feet kicked the ground, and the whole person jumped up, and his fists quickly hit Zhou Chen.

"Haha, it's good to come." Zhou Chen laughed loudly, kicked the monk who used the Shaolin Toad Gong out with one kick, and pressed a little the head of the other elder, and this person followed the monk who was falling backwards, grabbed it, and sent it hard.

"Smack!" The monk who used the toad skill suddenly fell to the ground, and he was just about to support the ground with his hands and plan to get up, but he didn't expect Zhou Chen's feet to come again.

He was frightened and panicked, and wanted to grab Zhou Chen's feet, but Zhou Chen's hand had already come to the monk's throat and said, "The master admits it." ”

"Amitabha." Although this monk was held by Zhou Chen's throat, there was no loss on his face, but he was extremely happy, and said, "My senior brothers, but they are here." ”

Zhou Chen smiled: "Master, please go down and rest." ”

After that, he turned around and stretched out his arm suddenly, and the fists of the two people who caught up were caught by Zhou Chen's arm at once, and the body sank down suddenly, and with a sudden force, the two monks who were caught by Zhou Chen were thrown out by Zhou Chen.

The two monks were dancing in the air, and their mouths also let out an exclamation sound, knocking the two monks who caught up behind them to the ground.

"Amitabha, we are defeated." The four monks who fell to the ground got up from the ground, clenched their fists towards Zhou Chen, and then silently withdrew from the field.

In an instant, five of them were defeated by Zhou Chen, and the venue, which was still crowded, went half of it at once, and the remaining monks looked at each other.

"Mr. Zhou, we are all good at using blades, why don't we use blades to compete, Mr. Zhou?" The eldest among them, Mo Yun, looked at Zhou Chen and asked, "I don't know, Mr. Zhou, what do you think?" ”

Just now it was a test of fists and feet, and it was reasonable to use weapons, after all, it was famous for Shaolin Kung Fu, so in addition to fists, it was a stick.

"Okay."

"Mr. Zhou, put on protective equipment."

Zhou Chen did not object to Mo Yun's proposal, with the help of those representatives of the martial arts sect, he quickly dressed neatly, Zhou Chen did not bring a knife over, and asked a senior of the Bagua Sect to borrow his two-handed knife and went to the field.

Mo Yun and the other four Shaolin elders, that was also holding a wrist-thick ebony stick, in a semicircle to block Zhou Chen, needless to say, these four ebony sticks were divided into up, down, left and right at the same time, Zhou Chen held the knife in both hands in front of his chest, and stopped the two sticks and kicked the ground, this person jumped up, and his feet accurately clamped Mo Yun and the head of one of his junior brothers.

"Let's get out." Zhou Chen's waist twisted hard, and the two of them flew out like two cannonballs, because the speed was too fast, the sticks of the two people below were thrown out before they had time to rescue the two of them.

Click!

Mo Yun and one of his junior disciples fell heavily on a large wooden table next to him, and the table shattered into pieces in response, and the ebony stick in the hands of Mo Yun and his junior brother was actually broken in two at once.

Looking at the smooth fracture, everyone was stunned, this was actually cut by a knife, my God, how much strength is this person?

"No fight, no fight." The two monks who were still standing on the field saw that their senior brothers were all sent flying, and the sticks were split in two with a knife.

This Mo Yun is the one with the best kung fu among their top ten Shaolin elders, and now he has been beaten without the power to fight back, if the two of them are rushing forward, isn't it just taking an egg to touch Zhou Chen's hard stone?

"Ladies and gentlemen, admit it."

"Where, Mr. Zhou is really better than blue, we are already old." Mo Yun got up from the ground, he rubbed his neck and said with a smile: "Haha, Mr. Zhou, I now know why you want to hold this competition, it turns out that you have the strength and confidence." ”

"Where, where, I'm just doing business." Zhou Chen said modestly, with the end of this competition, those who were still a little skeptical of Zhou Chen's strength before also dispelled this idea.

Unbelief?

Nima, I didn't see twenty minutes or anything like that, knocking over the top ten elders of Shaolin, and knocking them over to the ground, are you going to try one alone?

Isn't it just looking for death?

Zhou Chen can fight, then it is undoubtedly good news for all of them, as long as he and others do a good job of this martial arts building, the name of this world's martial arts holy land, it is not blown, but it is really tied to this martial arts building.

At that time, it will be impossible for these people to post even if they don't want to.

So, now they are all thinking about whether they want to increase their chips so that they can get a good position in this martial arts building? You don't have to think about this penthouse.

This top floor must be the first person in strength at that time, it must be Zhou Chen's, this top floor can't be robbed, so can these buildings below be robbed?

Just when Zhou Chen and the representatives of these martial arts sects were sitting on chairs, talking about the arrangement of this competition, these sects would select the top ten in their own sects and then compete with the disciples of other sects, and the ten people who won in the end would represent the entire Chinese martial arts world to participate in this world-level competition.

Of course, there has been such a sentence since ancient times, that is, the master is in the people, and the propaganda within Huaxia is also the top priority, Zhou Chen asked that as long as it is the prime-time advertisement of the TV station on the star, it must be won, and even in many martial arts towns, people are specially sent to paste propaganda posters on the streets over there.

When Zhou Chen told him about his arrangement, everyone present was amazed, spending so much money to publicize, and even covered the travel and accommodation of these people.

How many people are there at this time?

Think about the people who are interested in coming from all over China, so how much pressure is there to fight for the top ten qualifications? How many of these masters have gained? Some sect representatives who were originally confident that their disciples would be able to break into the top ten also began to beat the drums, this Nima is too big, right?

Knock knock~~

Just when there was silence on the field and everyone fell into silence, the closed door was knocked hard, which pulled everyone back to reality from their thoughts and fixed their eyes on Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen motioned to a disciple at the door who didn't know which sect it was, and this disciple came to the door and pulled the door open forcefully.

As the door was opened, I saw several slender figures wearing taekwondo white practice uniforms, all with black ribbons tied around their waists, which was also a symbol of status.

That's these five people, all of them are taekwondo black belts, and they can be regarded as masters.

The appearance of these five people seems to be carved out of a mold, anyway, Zhou Chen saw that these five people all looked the same, walking in front of the middle-aged man with two mustaches, those eyes glanced at the people sitting on the chair like a falcon, and said in an extremely stiff Chinese language: "Who is Zhou Chen?" ”

Zhou Chen stood up, glanced at these people, and said, "I'm Zhou Chen, I don't know who you are?" ”

The mustachioed man listened to Zhou Chen's words, laughed and said, "Haha, you are Zhou Chen, I thought it was an old man, but I didn't expect it to be a milky child." ”

As soon as the mustache's words came out, the five people behind him also burst into laughter, which made the faces of the people in the Chinese martial arts world sink, and looking at the appearance of these people, they are obviously here to find fault.