Su Can sneered in his heart, the hypocrisy of these monks was not an ordinary level. It's like a ladybug, now that his pants are off, and the guys are all out, he says don't want to talk nonsense like that, showing that he is a decent gentleman?

"The master is so merciful, but why did he take the initiative to give me a war letter?" Su Can's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said, "Ten million Buddha horns are not as good as a lotus leaf; No matter how polite he says, in the end, he will judge the outcome by martial arts. Ming said that the battle of the King Kong Demon Circle, if I happen to win, I also ask the two masters to abide by the covenant of their predecessors and return Min Zhongshan to my beggars! ”

The Shaolin monks all turned pale when they heard this. Su Can hasn't said much since he entered the mountain, but his words are clean and neat, pointing straight to the bull's-eye, and his sharpness can't help but impress everyone in Shaolin.

"Good!" He could endure clasping his palms together and said with a smile: "If the Su Gang Leader can really win, our temple will naturally return Minzhongshan." But even if the Su gang leader loses one move or two, it doesn't matter, you are still young, and you have a chance. ”

Su Can snorted slightly, sat down and stopped talking. Winning or losing depends on strength, why bother with the advantage of tongues?

Mo Xiaohan got up and hugged his fists and said, "The words of my family leader and the Shaolin abbot, I think you must have understood it. If Su Can's gang leader wins the battle tomorrow, Minzhong Mountain will rebelong to our beggar gang in the future! ”

The representatives of all the sects on the field looked left and right and remained silent. No one is a fool, sandwiched between Shaolin and the beggar gang, in case a word is wrong, don't think about having a good life in the future.

"Hear clearly, hear clearly. Hee-hee. In silence, the head of Wing Chun, Ruo Shi, laughed and said: "If the beggar gang loses, then in the next ten years, they are not allowed to ask for Min Zhongshan again; If Shaolin loses, then return Minzhong Mountain to the beggars. Right? ”

Mo Xiaohan hugged his fist towards Ruoshi: "What the head of Ruoshi said is very true, that's it. ”

"Is that so, two master abbots?" Ruoshi turned her head to look at Nengren and Nengzhi and asked.

Neng's face was slightly unhappy, and he bowed slightly: "Yes." ”

"Hehe......." Ruoshi smiled like a silver bell, stood up and said: "If the beggar gang loses, things will be easier, the Su gang leader and his people will get out, and they will make a comeback in ten years." But in case Shaolin loses, then what will happen to these Buddhist temples on the mountain? Did the beggars buy it at a discount, or did the Shaolin faction move it all away? ”

The first seat of the Southern Shaolin Yanwu Hall stood up emptyly, glared and said, "If you are in charge, what do you mean by this?" Are you saying that Shaolin will definitely lose? ”

"Oh, I just said it casually, not really. If the master is guilty of anger, then I will be guilty of too much! Okay, well, when I didn't say it, when I didn't say it......" Ruoshi stuck out her tongue, sat down, and rolled her eyes to look at the roof.

The beggars helped everyone understand at the same time, and handed a grateful look to Ruoshi.

Hua Feiying and Mo Xiaohan whispered, stood up, and said, "What the head of Wing Chun said just now is reasonable, let's put the villain first and then the gentleman." Red tape, the people of the rivers and lakes will not mention it. Our request is that after Shaolin loses, all the monks will leave immediately, and if you can take it, you will be allowed to take it away. If you can't take it away by manpower, you can stay in Minzhongshan, which can be regarded as the rent of these 600 years! ”

Able to endure and be able to be obsessed with groaning.

I only heard Dongshou's voice say: "Could it be that the beggar gang is determined to win this time?" I heard that Elder Hua showed his might in the middle of the mountain yesterday, and a few little gangsters cried wolf, but the poor monk wanted to see how far Elder Hua's martial arts had reached? ”

Everyone looked for a sound, only to see a sturdy monk in his forties with dark skin, staring at Hua Feiying with disdain.

"Hehe, who is this master? Could it be that those gangsters are your senior brothers, apprentices, and grandchildren? Hua Feiying's mouth is much more powerful than the kung fu of his fists and feet, and when he saw the monk open his mouth to provoke, he sneered at each other: "I also want to see what kind of realm the master's kung fu has reached." There is a ready-made ring here, if the master doesn't dislike it, why don't you go up and flip a few heels, or drill a ring of fire, and show everyone? ”

There couldn't help but snicker all around, and even the old and serious Tianfeng Lao Dao and the Three Uniques were all pale, as if they were holding back a smile. Originally, seeing Hua Feiying speaking seriously, everyone thought that she was going to invite this monk to compete on stage, but who knew that she changed her words and asked the monk to turn her head for fun.

is also a ghost, that rice boxing king Sentai, actually understood Hua Feiying's words, gave a thumbs up on the spot, and shouted: "Ou Kai, Ou Kai!" The monks of Shaolin Temple, somersaults, climb the fire ring, very Oukai! ””

Foreigners speaking Chinese is equivalent to picking feet and playing loli, not ordinary cute, happy to hear, and infinitely happy.

The scene could no longer be controlled, and some young people couldn't help but laugh. The slightly shy, also covered his mouth and trembled his shoulders. The most exaggerated thing is Ruoshi, who squirted out a mouthful of tea!

"Ahem." Sanjue frowned slightly and glanced at Ruoshi. Ruoshi wiped the tea from her mouth, pulled her hair, and slanted her dark eyes to the beams of the house, with a mocking smile on her face, ignoring the dissatisfaction of the three uniques.

At the same time, the black-faced sturdy monk who had just spoken had already stepped out of the table, took two quick steps forward, and suddenly turned around and had fallen on the round platform in the middle of the meditation room. This time the rabbit rises and falls, and it is chic and extraordinary. The movements were swift but not hurried at all, and when they fell off the stage, there was no sound at all.

"The poor monk is the first martial artist in the North Shaolin Dharma Academy, please ask the beggars to help Elder Hua for advice!" The monk didn't clasp his palms, and after standing still, he first glared at the Sentai, and then hugged his fist at Hua Feiying, and said with anger on his face.

Hua Feiying nodded straight and said seriously: "It turns out that you are the famous Shaolin Nengwu?" Look up for a long time, look up for a long time! ”

"Don't dare!" Neng Wu looked proud.

"Then Master Nengwu, may I ask, where is your senior brother, Master Nengwen?" Hua Feiying continued to laugh.

Neng Wu's face was stunned, and he said, "Why are you asking my senior brother what he is doing?" ”

An old monk with a wrinkled face in the Shaolin array stood up tremblingly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Amitabha, I don't know what Elder Hua has to do with a poor monk?" ”

This time it was Hua Feiying's turn to be stunned, but she didn't expect that there was really an old monk named Nengwen in Shaolin. However, her surprise only flashed, and she immediately said with a smile: "It's not expensive, your junior brother is too ignorant of the rules, so I want to ask you to teach him a lesson." ”

"Hua Feiying, the holy land of Buddhism, don't believe it! Tell me how I don't understand the rules! This Nengwu is obviously a fiery temper, his black face has been so angry that his facial features are deformed, and his hands rattle into fists, and it seems that he is about to smash Hua Feiying into meat sauce immediately.

Some of the people on the field already looked worried. Only the Shaolin cadres and others looked flat and let it go.

He Qingzhi looked even more nervous, and gently touched Su Can under the table. Su Can turned his head and smiled at He Qingzhi, signaling her to rest assured.

Hua Feiying sneered, and said refreshingly:

"All fellow martial artists are here, you might as well comment on it. This time it was my family leader who came to break the King Kong Demon Circle of the three elders of Shaolin, not me Hua Feiying to single-handedly challenge you, the first seat of the Dharma Academy! What are you doing with your own force, like a runaway woman who has received money and is in a hurry to work? Are you in a hurry to go to the west to see your Buddha! ”

"Look for death!"

With an angry shout, Shaolin Nengwu had already jumped more than a foot high from the ring, and the tiger claw in his left hand and the crane beak in his right hand rushed towards Hua Feiying! In mid-air, the monk's clothes fluttered, and the wind was loud!

The dignified disciple of Buddhism was compared to a woman who had lost her footing by Hua Feiying, which was a great shame for Nengwu!

"Tiger and Crane Twin Shape?!" Ruoshi exclaimed.

Hua Feiying didn't expect that this monk would fight when he said that he would fight, and he would kill him in the blink of an eye. Her real skills were far inferior to Mo Xiaohan and the others, and at this time, in the face of the sudden attack of the first seat of the Shaolin Dharma Academy, she couldn't help but panic.

"Hey!" When Hua Feiying was panicking, Hong Jiu beside him had already shouted angrily, slapped his hand on the table with one hand, and rose to his feet, facing Nengwu in mid-air!

"Bang!"

A dull crash sounded, and the air around him stirred.

Hong Jiu and Nengwu slapped each other in the air, and they were separated with one touch. When everyone looked at each other, they were already standing on the ground, looking at each other with fierce eyes.

Su Can held the teacup in his hand, as if looking at a flower, with a smile on his face. Hong Jiu and Nengwu made a move in the air just now, half a catty and eight taels, and they didn't need to make their own moves at the moment. (To be continued.) )