The Shaolin abbot walked out of the airport surrounded by two young burly monks, and those reporters were also racing against time to take pictures, under the continuous flashing of the spotlight, Zhou Chen stepped forward, and the scene of shaking hands with the Shaolin abbot was accurately filmed, and became the headline news of many websites and newspapers the next day.

Zhou Chen is also very curious about this Shaolin abbot, although he often appears in a lot of news, but it is the first time he has seen his real person.

The abbot looked like he was in his forties, with a sense of peace, although he couldn't feel the breath of a martial arts practitioner from his body, but the two young monks standing behind him to help with the luggage had a fierce aura, just like two unsheathed swords, giving people a sense of domineering.

"The abbot has been tired and tired, and he has worked hard." Zhou Chen smiled and said, "Please, welcome the abbot to our flower capital." ”

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou is polite." The abbot clasped his hands together and said, "Please." ”

Zhou Chen brought four cars, Zhou Chen and the abbot got on the Lincoln at the front, and after getting in the car, the Shaolin abbot said straight to the point: "Mr. Zhou, I don't know when you can get this martial arts mansion up?" ”

Zhou Chen touched his nose and said, "What we want now is to hold a competition first, and this building will be successfully established in a year." ”

"Well, that's a good idea." The Shaolin abbot nodded, and then said, "Who are you going to invite in this competition?" "The news he got before, although it was said that he would invite people from all over the world who like martial arts and martial arts to participate, but now it looks like the first threshold he has to pass, that is, he has to pass the martial arts association.

The reason why he came was because of Zhou Chen's influence and his business methods, as long as he could hold this martial arts mansion, then they Shaolin could get the top ten rankings, and then they would be able to break the accusations of martial arts.

Now I don't know where the rumor came from, that is, this Chinese martial arts can not be tested in the ring, if this wind is not stopped in time, it will inevitably cause great hidden dangers to the development and promotion of Chinese martial arts.

So, he plans to use this opportunity to let Shaolin disciples go to the ring and compete with martial arts masters from all over the world. Of course, he is not without selfishness.

"Well, first build momentum in the media, increase the prize money of the competition, as long as you sign up for the competition, you can get a round-trip air ticket, and we will also give them all the food and drink here." What Zhou Chen said was very domineering, he had already decided, either not do it or do it well.

In the future, as long as this martial arts building is mentioned, everyone will give a thumbs up.

This has a premise, that is, these people will have to pass Li Xun and his Zhou Chen in the end. This is also what Zhou Chen had to do, if he wants to better develop the martial arts mansion, he must first convince these people from his fists, and then he will consider other things.

"Well, that's fine." The abbot listened to Zhou Chen's words, carefully calculated it in his heart, and then said: "Mr. Zhou, your proposal is very good, but if our people lose, the consequences will ......."

The abbot stopped talking about this, and the implication was that if we lost the game, then no one could afford the consequences.

Zhou Chen listened to the abbot's words and said with a smile: "Haha, abbot, even if we lose, what is the place?" We were originally going to make money with this, even if we lost, we would make money. ”

The abbot listened to Zhou Chen's words, and his face trembled slightly, although funds are important, but if you lose this, you will lose the face of Huaxia martial arts people, and in front of the people of the world, not only will the good image of Huaxia martial arts be completely shattered over the years.

"Mr. Zhou, let's do it, after I go back, let our Shaolin disciples start to step up their training, and when the time comes, I will send the ten elders I sent to come over together, so if I still lose, it will only be providential." The abbot said faintly.

"Abbot, why don't you let your top ten abbots fight me first?" Zhou Chen thought that he had to give the abbot a dose of heart booster.

"Oh? Mr. Zhou is so confident? The Shaolin abbot sat up straight all of a sudden, staring at Zhou Chen with his eyes, as if he wanted to see if Zhou Chen was talking perfunctory.

"Of course, but it doesn't hurt to try." Zhou Chen looked at the Shaolin abbot with confidence.

"Okay, in this case, our Elder Mo Yan will come with me, you might as well try it with him first." Seeing that Zhou Chen was so confident, the Shaolin abbot was also full of expectations.

As long as Zhou Chen can defeat his top ten elders, then this will undoubtedly greatly improve the strength of himself and the others, even if he loses at that time, then this will definitely not be too ugly.

The car was speeding up, and after Zhou Chen and the abbot finalized the matter, the car slowly stopped, Zhou Chen opened the car door and said, "Abbot, please." ”

"You're welcome." The Shaolin abbot was modest, and after getting out of the car, he glanced at the reception office a few times, and then waited until the two monks behind him followed, and said to one of the young monks with a somewhat dark face: "Elder Mo Yan, this Mr. Zhou wants to compete with you, what do you think?" ”

Mo Yan listened to the abbot's words, a little stunned, and then fixed his eyes on Zhou Chen's body, and said with some embarrassment: "If you do this, I don't have a serious one, I'm afraid of hurting Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou Chen continued: "Hehe, Elder Mo Yan, we have competed until the end, and we are not fighting to the death." ”

Who knew that this Mo Yan still had a look of embarrassment, looking at the abbot hoping that he could come up with an idea, Zhou Chen was also very strange, could it be that this Shaolin precept does not allow it to be done with people? Do you have to nod the abbot to do this?

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou, Elder Mo Yan is practicing the skill of killing, which is really my negligence." The abbot obviously saw Zhou Chen's doubts and explained, "So, Mr. Zhou, you better stop fighting." ”

Zhou Chen waved his hand and said, "When the time comes, we will all put on armor." ”

The abbot and Mo Yan both slapped their heads, how could they forget this stubble? When the time comes, it will be enough to put on armor, and if you shoot too hard, it won't be able to cause much damage to people.

"Well, that's fine."

"Why don't the three masters go and rest first?"

Zhou Chen saw that the three monks were eager to try, this catching a plane was extremely physically demanding, and if he did it now, he would have the meaning of bullying people. After all, this is not a good rest, it affects people's strength.

"It's okay, I've been sleeping on this plane." Mo Yan rubbed his fists and sharpened his palms, which meant that he would have a fight with Zhou Chen now.

"Yes, please." Zhou Chen saw him like this, so if he wanted to fight, he would fight, so the group continued to get in the car and went to the rented sports school martial arts training ground.

There are no people in this sports school today, obviously it is a holiday. There aren't many people, so you don't have to make a lot of noise like last time.

Zhou Chen and Mo Yan wore armor and came to the center of the field, and the abbot and the others were sitting on the chairs next to them and looked at the two people on the field without blinking.

"Mr. Zhou, please." Mo Yan made a gesture of please to Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen said with a smile: "Hehe, Elder Mo Yan is a guest from afar, you invite first." ”

"In that case, then you're welcome." Mo Yan said that this leg took the lead towards Zhou Chen's head, and the Shaolin leg skill of the southern fist and the northern leg was also extremely powerful.

Zhou Chen stretched out his hand to stop Mo Yan's leg, and at this time, Mo Yan's fist also quickly smashed towards Zhou Chen's chest, Zhou Chen took a step back, and sighed in his heart that this guy is so sharp.

As soon as this kick hit the head, this fist followed, almost not giving you a chance to breathe, and as soon as Zhou Chen retreated, Mo Yan rubbed his body forward.

This fist is as fast as a punch, and Zhou Chen is blocking left and right, but he has been paying attention to this Mo Yan's leg, this person's leg is definitely the unexpected kick.

Sold a flaw, this Mo Yan's leg really attacked, like a lightning whip, Huhu three or four legs in a row, especially the last leg of his whole body jumped in the air, this foot just passed, and the left leg also followed.

This is very similar to the series of legs kicked by Huang Feihong in the movie, so you can't resist it at all, but it's a pity that he met Zhou Chen.

If it were anyone else, maybe under his series of leg attacks, you would also be kicked by him, spitting blood and internal organs damaged and killed.

"Haha, that's good." Zhou Chen took a few steps back, and this Mo Yan fell to the ground and looked at Zhou Chen, unspeakably surprised, he was able to catch his own leg technique so sharply.

"Roar!" Although Mo Yan was surprised in his heart, this punch turned into a palm and a tiger-like roar came out of his mouth, and the whole person pounced, and these palms were like knives and were attacking Zhou Chen's vital mission.

Zhou Chen laughed, and grabbed Mo Yan's hand as soon as he reached out, but then it was unexpected by Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen took Mo Yan's hand, Mo Yan just shook his hand for a while, Zhou Chen was actually thrown out by the force of this throw, and then this Mo Yan rushed to Zhou Chen's front with an arrow step, grabbed Zhou Chen's collar and threw Zhou Chen into the air as if he was wrestling.

"Eighteen drops in sticky clothes." Zhou Chen exclaimed, this is such a powerful method, he grabbed the other party's hand, he threw himself out with such a flick, I have to say that this Shaolin kung fu really deserves its reputation.

"Mr. Zhou has good eyesight." Mo Yan stood on his feet and replied: "This sticky clothes are almost the same as Tai Chi, they are all exquisite words, and they are all kung fu with strength. ”

"Oh." Zhou Chen really doesn't know so much about boxing, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, etc., and his fighting skills are all those fighting skills that he learned from the army.

"Mr. Zhou seems to have learned martial arts in the army, right?" Mo Yan saw it at the beginning, this is the fighting technique in the army.

"Well, I used to be a soldier for a few years." Zhou Chen nodded and said respectfully, "Master Moyan, please advise." ”

"Okay, then you can try my dragon claw hand." Mo Yan said, this hand turned like a dragon's claw and grabbed towards Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen hurriedly raised his hand to block it, but he didn't expect that Mo Yan's hand turned in the air, Zhou Chen quickly withdrew his hand and hissed his sleeve was directly grabbed down.

Mo Yan shook off the piece of cloth in his hand, stepped forward, and grabbed Zhou Chen's in one by one.

"Drink!" Zhou Chen shouted, squatted slightly, and smashed his fist violently towards Mo Yan's lower abdomen, but this fist hit Mo Yan's lower abdomen and actually made a crisp sound, as if the bell had been ringed.

"Bell jar?" Zhou Chen was surprised, and his fist was violently forced, which was about the same as the strength of Wing Chun, and Mo Yan stumbled back and almost sat on the ground.

"Huh?" Mo Yan was silently startled, and just about to react, Zhou Chen had already arrived in front of him, this time he directly grabbed his hand, threw Mo Yan out with a violent flick, jumped up in the air and kicked Mo Yan's chest.