As the founding disciple of Juezi, Juekong has been in the temple for 12 years, and his foundation is extremely solid.

Two years ago, he was already qualified to choose one of the 72 stunts to practice, but Juekong said that he had not practiced Luohan boxing to the extreme, and did not want to be distracted to practice stunts, and also took on the errand of teaching the new junior brother Luohan boxing.

Wan Yankang watched Juekong practice Luohan boxing over and over again, only to see Juekong's Luohan boxing coming, punching and kicking, it seemed that there was wind and thunder with each other, and the meaning of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger went deep into it.

He sighed in his heart: This can be regarded as practicing boxing to the point of mastery.

After watching Juekong's martial arts practice, Wanyankang returned to his meditation room and practiced Luohan boxing over and over again, comparing his boxing technique with the feeling of Juekong in his mind every time he practiced.

After comparing in his mind, Wan Yankang sighed, the road is long and long, when will it be considered to be integrated......

At noon on this day, Wan Yankang was practicing Luohan boxing in the meditation room, and the door was pushed open, Zhou Xiaojiang hurriedly ran in, panting and shouting: "Young master, young master, it's not good." ”

Wan Yankang put away his fist and scolded: "What is the young master here, call the uncle." ”

"Uncle Shi." Zhou Xiaojiang hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"What's wrong, so flustered?"

"The third brother and the strong brother were beaten."

Wan Yankang shouted: "What! Who is so bold as to dare to hit me. Saying that, he jumped up and asked Zhou Xiaojiang to lead the way to the rescue.

Zhou Xiaojiang led the way while talking about what happened.

It turned out that Wan Yankang had never been to carry water since the first day of carrying water and hitting the street, and he had not come to learn Luohan Boxing for three days. In the eyes of a group of little monks, this little uncle is really lazy, and he must have come in through the back door, which is really a shame for Shaolin. At lunchtime today, a few little monks whispered during their meals, and what they said was embarrassing.

It happened that Tian Dali was sitting at the next table, and according to Tian Dali's temperament, he was going to teach a few little monks with unclean mouths at that time, but he was persuaded by Luo San and a few others to prevent him from making trouble in the cafeteria.

After lunch, the little monks went back to their rooms to chant sutras and recite Buddha.

After returning to the room, the more Tian Dali thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't hold it anymore, he had to go to those little monks who were talking nonsense to teach him a lesson.

Luo San persuaded him not to cause trouble easily, and Tian Dali said angrily: "You have been in Shaolin for two days, but you have forgotten your identity, and you really can't think of yourself as a monk." is so insulting to the young master, if you don't go, grandpa can clean up those turtle sons alone! ”

Luo San is peaceful, he likes to think twice before acting, how to think twice about things at this moment, when Tian Dali said this, he was also angry, pointing at Tian Dali and saying angrily: "You brute bull, no matter how full of nonsense, I will beat you first, and then beat those few nonsense little bald donkeys!" ”

The two quarreled and quarreled, and since they reached an agreement, they naturally wouldn't fight first. With this anger, the four of them went to find trouble aggressively.

The little monks of the Juezi generation all live in a large shop with eight people out of ten, and the residences of dozens of little monks are also next to each other. Tian Dali and the others have been in Shaolin for ten days, and they have a clear idea of where those people live just now. They found the shop, Tian Dali kicked the door open, walked into the door with a big thorn, and shouted: "When I was eating just now, which turtle son spewed feces all over his mouth, and he had the courage to stand up!" ”

This posture is a naked stepping on the field!

Generally, those who are trampled on are either timid and admit it, or jump up and start working.

For this reason, several people have initially decided how to deal with it, how the other party recognizes it, and how to do it. Of course, Tian Dali thought that these little monks had never seen much of the world, and if they were so frightened by a few of them, at least their courage would be weakened by three points, and if they were pressed again, they would immediately admit it!

There were eight little monks living in the room that was trampled on, and Tian Dali rushed in so aggressively, these eight little monks were not panicked at all, they stood up and stepped forward.

The little monk with thick eyebrows and eyes for the first time said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "A few junior brothers, this is the time of the afternoon class, you don't wait to chant the scriptures in the meditation room, you come here to make a lot of noise!" ”

The other party is not cowardly at all!

It's just not cowardly, and I didn't do it directly, and I was so eloquent......

This made the initial strategy of Luo San and the others completely invalid, and Tian Dali didn't know what to do for a while.

Fortunately, Luo San was eye-catching, and stepped forward and shouted: "You wait for lunch to discuss Uncle Shi, let's come over and let a few of you understand it, and respect and humility." ”

Several little monks on the other side burst into laughter, and the little monks led by him even pointed at Luo San and the others and smiled: "It turns out that you are a few followers and lackeys, who are here to bite people for the master!" ”

Tian Dali couldn't hold it anymore, and stepped forward with a punch.

The little monk on the opposite side made a strong move, and he was caught in a punch in the door, and immediately a wave of anger rushed straight to his head.

A group fight began.

Tian Dali's group had only four people, and the little monk Huanyan had eight people. What's more, the eight people of the ring-eyed little monk started earlier than Tian Dali's four, and they are proficient in a set of Arhat boxing, and the ring-eyed little monk with the head is the hardest at hand, and the force value is still a few points better than Tian Dali.

Tian Dali took advantage of the first move, and after a few rounds, he began to lose the upper hand. With less blows, it is even more difficult to recover the defeat after falling behind, and after a while, Tian Dali and several people were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces. Fortunately, this is a monk's temple, not a triad fight, and the little monks who had the upper hand did not chase and fight, but slowly stopped.

Originally, the other party took his hands and feet, and the defeated party suffered a loss and admitted that he was cowardly, but he knew that Tian Dali was a stubborn cow, and after relieving himself, he punched the little monk with two punches.

This time, the other party was angry, thinking that the master would stop fighting, and you would not give up in turn, and you couldn't stop if you didn't beat these guys!

This time, Luo San and a few people suffered even worse, especially Tian Dali, who became the target of the little monk with thick eyebrows and ring-eyes.

Luo San saw that there was no way, and hurriedly asked Zhou Xiaojiang to run to find reinforcements.

Who are the reinforcements, there is a huge Shaolin Temple, and there is only one worry-free little uncle!

Wan Yankang and Zhou Xiaojiang were running, and when they heard this, they stepped up their steps, threw off Zhou Xiaojiang, and rushed over first. When I got to the ground, I saw Tian Dali and several people being pressed to the ground and beaten hard, and they had no power to fight back.

After Yan Kang shouted, he rushed forward, slapped his legs and kicked, and knocked down the little monk who beat Tian Dali and several people in three or five strokes.

A few little monks who were knocked down received a few punches and kicks, and the person who thought he had run away came back, so he immediately prepared to fight back, but when he looked closely, the person who shot was the carefree little uncle, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, in a dilemma.

Don't look at the ring-eyed little monk and Tian Dali, after all, it was just a group fight between peers, and they didn't use any equipment, and their fists and feet didn't greet the vital places. Shaolin Temple to Wu Temple, there are some fights between peers, it is really common, as long as the trouble is not too much, even if it is punished, it is just a small punishment.

But if these little monks do something to Uncle Wuwu, they will commit the following crimes, and they will be sent to the Discipline Institute for punishment at the least, and they will be abolished and expelled from Shaolin!

Wan Yankang looked at the appearance of these little monks, and knew that they would not dare to do anything to themselves if they were afraid of the precepts, so he first helped Tian Dali, Luo San, and Xiao Baili up one by one, and asked how the injuries were.

After Tian Dali and a few people got up, Zhou Xiaojiang finally arrived, all four of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and after a while of activity, they felt that their bodies were fine, but there was some pain in many parts of the flesh, especially Tian Dali.

Knowing that everyone was fine, Wan Yankang was relieved, his tense face relaxed slightly, and he turned his head to the few little monks opposite and said coldly: "I heard that I am very dissatisfied with my uncle?" ”

The ring-eyed little monk turned his face to the side and snorted coldly: "How dare you be dissatisfied with Uncle Shi!" ”

Later, several little monks also spoke in unison, and they all turned their faces.

Wan Yankang smiled: "Uncle I don't practice with you, I don't want you to be too inferior, let you know today, why my uncle is uncle!" ”

After speaking, Wan Yankang hooked his finger at the ring-eyed little monk and said, "Come here, Uncle Shi will beat you eight one by one!" ”

The ring-eyed little monk's eyes lit up, and he seemed to think of something again, shook his head and said, "The disciple doesn't dare to do anything with Uncle Shi." ”

Although this group fight came and ended quickly, after all, it still caused some movement, and some little monks came out to watch, and Wan Yankang didn't want to make a big deal about it, so he shouted around: "What do you see, what is there to see about a few little monks learning martial arts, and when you are full, you can go back to the room to chant and chant Buddha." ”

The little monk on the side dispersed, and only the two groups of fighting parties did not leave.

The younger brothers were beaten, but they were still beaten for being angry with their young master, and this field must be recovered!

Otherwise, I don't have to worry about how the little master will mix in this Shaolin Temple!

I can't say it, I have to keep doing the thing of bullying and bullying the little monk.

The little monk with thick eyebrows and ring-eyed eyes didn't dare to do anything about the precepts, so he had to dispel their concerns, Wan Yankang said to the eight little monks: "I came to defeat you just now, and I also took advantage of the sneak attack, so I guess you are not convinced." Later we will find another secluded place to fight and decide whether to win or lose. Regardless of whether I win or lose, it is Uncle Shi who takes the initiative to learn from you, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

"I'll just ask you, do you dare?" Wan Yankang finally dropped a sentence of agitation.

The ring-eyed little monk was eager to try, and hurriedly asked, "Really?" ”

"It's more real than real gold!"