After passing the bell tower and passing by a courtyard, I could hear the shouting sound from inside from a distance, the sound was majestic, Murong Majesticly stopped, and asked the abbot sideways: "Abbot, what are you doing here?" Why is it so noisy? ”

The abbot said: "It is our warrior monks from Biyun Temple who practice martial arts inside. ”

Murong Xiongwei said curiously: "Oh! Can we go in and have a look?? ”

The warrior monks practiced martial arts inside, which must have been deliberately arranged by Biyun Temple.

The abbot smiled: "Of course you can, please in the world." ”

Murong Xiongwei then walked into the courtyard, and I followed closely behind.

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I saw a more shocking scene, eighteen monks, all dressed in green cloth monks' clothes, and a wooden stick in their hands, were practicing the stick method there.

Their movements are uniform, when they are fast, the sticks dance vigorously, and when they are slow, they are powerful and heavy, giving people a sense of suffocation.

Suddenly, eighteen monks jumped up together and smashed forward with a stick.

"Bang!"

Eighteen sticks were like a stick falling down, and there was only one sound, which should be said to be eighteen, but it was so neat that it sounded like one in the ears.

Dust splashed on the ground, which shows how powerful this stick is.

"Bang Bang!"

Murong Majess clapped his palms, and then praised: "The Biyun Warrior Monk really lives up to his reputation, but seeing it today is an eye-opener. ”

Murong Ziyan is a curious baby, and she is also a girl who likes to be lively, and when she heard Murong Majestic's words, she said: "Brother, do you say that the masters of Biyun Temple are powerful, or are the bodyguards of Prince Yong's Mansion powerful." ”

Murong Xiongwei smiled: "This will only be known until you compare it." After speaking, he turned to look at the abbot and said, "Abbot, I have a request, and I hope the abbot can fulfill it." ”

The abbot said, "Son, please speak." ”

Murong said with a smile: "I have a subordinate who has always told me that he has a wish, that is, to compete with the master of Biyun Temple, I just came to Biyun Temple today, I don't know if the abbot can fulfill his wish?" ”

As soon as I heard Murong Xiongwei's words, I understood, Murong Xiongwei was going to send his subordinates to test the true strength of these warrior monks in Biyun Temple, whether it was a showmanship.

This may also be the real intention of Prince Yong to ask Murong Xiongwei to come to Biyun Temple with me.

He wanted to verify the strength of the warrior monks of Biyun Temple, but the abbot was a little hesitant and said, "It's not good that the monks don't fight with others. ”

Murong Xiongwei said: "It's just a competition, it's not a fight, don't worry." ”

The abbot looked at me, and I gave me a look to sign that the abbot could agree.

The abbot immediately smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then okay." After speaking, he pointed to a little monk and said, "Why, you compete with the masters under the Shizi, remember, it is just a competition, and you must not hurt anyone." ”

The little monk respectfully agreed, "Yes, abbot." ”

Murong said with a smile: "Thank you Abbot for your accomplishment." Then he turned back to a big man who was about 1.68 meters tall, with a big flat head, a square face, and a stocky body, and said, "Jianguo, you come out to compete with the master." ”

"Yes, Shizi."

The big man immediately walked out.

Murong Ziyan saw that there was a martial arts competition, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Great, great!" There was a contest to watch. ”

I also know a lot about Murong Ziyan's character, and I am not surprised to see her react like this.

Shi Zhao then walked beside me and asked in a low voice, "Brother Kun, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" ”

I looked at the two of them, because they were a little taller, but they were thin, and they looked weak, and although Murong's majestic bodyguard was a little shorter, he had a strong body and looked very strong.

On the surface, the cause has no chance of winning, but I think the warrior monk of Biyun Temple should not be bad, so he immediately said: "I think the cause has a higher chance of winning." ”

My words were heard by Murong Ziyan, and Xiao Nizi immediately came over to join in the fun, saying, "I think my brother's people have a higher chance of winning, you can see it by looking at the figures of the two." ”

I laughed and said, "Whether a person is powerful or not, you can't tell just by looking at your appearance." ”

Murong Ziyan said, "Then let's make a bet." ”

I laughed and said, "Bet on what?" ”

Murong Ziyan tilted his little head and thought for a while, and said, "Bet on inviting guests to dinner, whoever loses will have to treat them, and what to eat at the time and place is up to the other party." ”

It's just a meal, and winning or losing doesn't matter, so I agreed without hesitation and said, "Okay." ”

Murong Ziyan said, "Then let's pull Gougou." ”

I couldn't help but be speechless, how old is the person, still pulling Gougou? Seeing that she looked serious, he said, "Okay, pull Gougou!" ”

I hooked up with Murong Ziyan, and Murong Ziyan shouted: "The hook is hanging for a hundred years, and it must not change!" ”

I couldn't help but laugh, this little girl really had a hard time associating her with the high-ranking county lord.

At that moment, Xana looked sideways, and then quickly turned away.

On the field in front, Liyin has already fought with Jianguo, this bodyguard called Jianguo is also a soldier, I heard that he has won any championship titles, he fought with Liyin, and did not use weapons, only fought with Liyin with his bare hands.

Because he has the advantage of weapons, he uses the stick technique as soon as he gets started, and the stick shadow is heavy, so fast that people can't tell which stick of his stick is real and which stick is fake.

The cause of the stick is exquisite, and the founding of the country is not much better, constantly dodging, and the cause is helpless.

Occasionally, when the stick was too fast, he raised his arm to block, and the stick smashed on his arm, as if nothing happened, but with a snapping sound.

"This founding is a bit strong."

Shi Zhao couldn't help but say when he saw this scene.

I was also quite surprised, I didn't expect that under this person called Jianguo, he didn't have the upper hand at all.

Murong Ziyan became proud, and said triumphantly: "Brother Kun, this time you have to look away." ”

I said, "The outcome is still undecided, so I can't say for sure." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud shout, jumped up, and smashed down with a stick.

Jianguo raised his hand to block it, and there was a crisp sound, and the wooden stick actually broke from it.

This scene is even more shocking.

Jianguo immediately roared, stepped forward violently, raised his fist, and launched a fierce attack, forcing Yin to retreat step by step, followed by a flying kick, and was swept to the ground.

Jianguo General swept to the ground, and no longer stepped forward to attack, turned to look at the abbot, and said, "Abbot, I'm sorry. ”

The abbot said: "It's nothing, there are always wins and losses in martial arts competitions, and if he loses, his skills are not as good as others, and he should be asked to reflect on where he is not good enough." ”

Murong Xiongwei smiled and said, "Abbot, with all due respect, although the warrior monks of Biyun Temple are powerful, they are not as powerful as they imagined." ”

Murong Xiongwei was not a frivolous and impetuous person, so he just wanted the abbot to show the true strength of Biyun Temple.

The abbot didn't expect this result at all, he groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "Shizi, the masters of Prince Yong's Mansion are naturally incomparable to our small temple, and we admit defeat." ”

When I heard that the abbot was about to admit defeat, I couldn't help but feel anxious, and I said: "Abbot, we haven't lost yet, the martial arts of Biyun Temple are broad and profound, and we have never lost to anyone, how can we admit defeat." If the abbot can trust me, I can represent Biyun Temple. ”

Murong said with a majestic smile: "Is Brother Kun also from Biyun Temple?" ”

I said, "Although the abbot did not recognize me as a disciple, the abbot taught me a lot of things, the abbot is my master in my heart, and I am a part of Biyun Temple." ”

Murong Xiongwei said: "Okay, since Brother Kun wants to represent Biyun Temple, it's not impossible. After speaking, he turned to Jianguo and said, "Jianguo, you play with Brother Kun." ”

Jianguo said yes and was about to walk towards me.

Suddenly, the abbot called out again, "Son, please wait. ”

Murong Xiongwei looked at the abbot and said, "Does the abbot disagree?" ”

The abbot said: "Since it is a martial arts competition, the candidates for our Biyun Temple should naturally be decided by us. ”

Murong Xiongwei said, "Does the abbot want to send another person?" ”

The abbot said, "Well, please wait a moment. Then he called a little monk and whispered a few words in the little monk's ear, and the little monk trotted out of the courtyard, probably to call someone.