"Below," the civet named Far Mountain sat on the roof, scanning the crowd below,

"Lost." He pondered for a moment before he could tell the result.

"Lost? Zhang Hao's martial arts attainments are already so strong? Feng Qingyang muttered, there are not many people in their martial arts circle who are really powerful, and Zhang Hao and Zhu Tao, the developers of martial arts, are both from martial arts. Among the two, Zhang Hao's martial arts cultivation is ridiculously high, and he is a genius-type diligent martial artist.

The reason why Feng Qingyang was shocked was because Yuanshan was not an idle person, Yuanshan grew up in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and his martial arts in the world came out of Shaolin, and his kung fu must be strong.

Although Zhang Hao is very powerful in the circle, he can beat Yuanshan, which is indeed beyond the expectations of everyone present.

"!" Ding Kaifeng muttered, not knowing why. Everyone else was imagining the contest between Yuanshan and Zhang Hao, and they didn't pay much attention to it. On the contrary, Ding Lihe, who was lying in the distance, looked much darker.

"What's wrong with you, it's okay!" Long Ai patted him and asked.

"It's okay, it's almost time to fight. I'll take a good look to see if I can pick up the leaks. Ding Li said. His father has always wanted to compete with masters, but Zhang Hao, he may never win.

"Your dad's leak is also picked up?" Long Ai heard the meaning of his words and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"My dad taught me that I am an opponent on the field, and a father and son off the field." Ding Li squeezed his eyes at Long Ai and said. His personality is inherited from his father.

"Oh, it's definitely exciting!" When Long Ai heard this, his blood burned. It's definitely cool to be able to snatch loot from the hands of the two major gangs.

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"Hahaha, let's sign the contract, look at it, compare it to what, don't you still lose, this is not good for the reputation of Shaolin Temple." Zhu Tao stepped forward with a hippie smile and squatted in front of the host Huiwen, so angry that Huiwen blew his beard and glared,

"You kid is the same as your master! It's a bit of a point so far, and how do you lose! You're a girl, I'm ......."

"The monks abstain from anxiety and impatience, and don't speak, you admit it." Zhu Tao hooked up with Huiwen's shoulder and patted him gently.

"Huh? What, what was promised?" Huiwen looked outside, then at the Buddha statue, and then at Zhu Tao, blinked, scratched his ears, and asked puzzledly.

Zhu Tao was stunned, does this old boy want to regret it? Outside the Buddhist hall, the monks and monks standing in the middle of the venue were also stunned for a moment, can it still be like this?

Yuanshan saw the host's naughty appearance and smiled.

"I'm tired, who are you, sending off guests." Huiwen waved his hand and chased Zhu Tao, wanting to admit it.

"You old fellow, you're not bold at all! Isn't it just losing to my master one or twenty times, what's the big deal? also angered others, the Buddhist scriptures read the dog ......" Zhu Tao saw this and began to reveal Huiwen's scars,

"Huh?"

"Whose stomach did it go to?" Zhu Tao saw that Huiwen heard the word dog, and he was really angry, lowered his voice, and said with low eyebrows.

"Well, if you can win the far mountains, I'll sign it." Huiwen is a senior after all, but he is just teasing Zhu Tao, and it is not good to really drive them away. He is a senior after all.

"Win him, easy! If you win, sign it. Zhu Tao put the contract and the signing pen in front of Huiwen, and strode in front of Huiwen. Yuanshan was expressionless, waiting for him to be funny.

"Amitabha, ......"

"Don't move! Don't move! Yuan Shan was just about to speak, but Zhu Tao suddenly grabbed his hand and held on to it. Everyone was stunned, this guy is too good at playing, what are you going to do.

"Don't move." As Zhu Tao spoke, he made an even more eye-popping move, he actually circled around Yuanshan, not only turned up, but also reached out and touched Yuanshan's body, touched his ass from his shoulder, pinched it twice, and touched his head from his thighs.

Yuanshan has participated in Zen and practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his heart is easy to go, and when he touched him like this, he kept panting and twitching his cheeks.

Zhu Tao didn't care about him, after touching Yuanshan for a long time, he took a few steps back, and then took a few steps back, Yuanshan took a step forward, Zhu Tao took three steps back, thoughtfully.

"Is it better than that?" Yuan Shan was angry, how could he not know that Zhu Tao wanted to check his physical condition, but this opponent came to touch his body unscrupulously, and his expression was still very enjoyable, and it looked very weird. Yuan Shan wanted to step forward and kick him twice, but this Zhu Tao actually retreated to Zhang Hao's side.

Yuan Shan was helpless, and took a step forward, Zhu Tao raised his eyebrows at him defiantly, and a brisk step was charged behind Zhang Hao.

"Senior brother, on board, the muscles in his ass are not as good as yours, soft as his face." Zhu Tao said loudly, and the sound spread to the ears of everyone present.

Yuanshan, Huiwen, and the monks standing outside were all so angry that their faces turned pale and their eyes were red, how could this guy be a monkey, come here and this is a monkey, this is too troublesome.

"Hehe, Zhang Hao, your junior brother is really lively." Yuan Shan's leg was retracted again, and he looked at Zhang Hao and said in a weird manner, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Hahaha, I laugh and laugh, my senior brother didn't teach well. Shall I come?" Zhang Hao turned his head to look at Abbot Huiwen and asked for his opinion. After all, according to what the abbot just meant, he hoped that Zhu Tao would go up to compare, and Zhu Tao would have to agree to push him out.

"Yes." Huiwen regained his profound appearance.

"And get started?" Zhang Hao asked,

"Open, I'll do it!" Yuanshan kicked his feet back and exploded back, subconsciously throwing out a swear word. This Zhang Hao and his junior brother have a virtue, and before he finished finishing the flower, a big black foot was already attached to his chin!

"It's been a long time since you've washed your feet." Yuanshan moved his wrists and ankles and began to circle around Zhang Hao.

"How can a monk swear? Besides, you can't hide, so don't you smash the signboard of Shaolin Temple?" Zhang Hao deliberately glanced at Abbot Huiwen when he said this, and the abbot snorted coldly. Zhang Haohuo turned his head, and the distant mountains that were just about to sneak attack hurriedly retreated.

"Hahaha, my master said that the Shaolin Temple is full of real people, and it's true." Yuanshan's face remained unchanged, but he smiled,

"Gotta get it, don't get scared. I'll just stand with you head-on. Yuan Shan said and slowly stepped forward, both feet were close to the ground, two fists in front of him, one punch to protect his chest, and approached Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao absorbed Zheng Jun's experience, jumped in place with his feet clattered, and walked in circles around the distant mountains.

Both of them were speechless, only observing each other with a pair of cold eyes, not letting go of any detail, watching Zhang Hao's circle run smaller and smaller, and the distant mountains getting closer and closer to him.

Suddenly, a fallen leaf fell between the two of them and slipped in front of Zhang Hao's eyes.

Left flash! Zhang Hao didn't think about it, and directly flashed left and punched, the move was simple, but the speed was extremely fast.

However, no, this distant mountain didn't even take advantage of the falling leaves to punch.

'Bang!'

"It hurts, it hurts!" The physical fitness of these two people is stronger than Zheng Jun! The fists collided together with a loud sound like smashing against the wall. After all, the two of them are mortal fetuses, not martial arts novels, and they all have tears of pain.

Lightning-like widening distance, approaching again, seeing that the other party was on guard, he retreated in an instant.

It's all back to square one.

The distant mountains slowly approached, and Zhang Hao ran in circles. As the sun set, the two were in a stalemate for a long time and couldn't find each other's flaws. The others are annoyed, and the two of them are even more annoyed.

Holding down the lunge, Yuanshan punched, Zhang Hao palmed, and the two slowly approached, overlapping their palms together.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows at Yuanshan, and Yuanshan sneered and smiled.

Between laughter and laughter, the distant mountains work together. Shaolin Temple is a hard work, outside the practice of a skin, Yuanshan thinks that the body's ability to withstand hitting is stronger than Zhang Hao, two punches attack Zhang Hao's head and abdomen, head hammer hit Zhang Hao's chest. The two are too close, Zhang Hao can't hide,

But

Dodged, the distant mountain was paved with an empty space and almost fell, if it weren't for him to stabilize the plate, he would have fallen directly to the ground.

Yuan Shan lowered his head, looked at each other, turned his fists into claws, and grabbed Zhang Hao's shoulder.

Zhang Hao, this guy actually squatted down in an instant. Zhang Hao wanted to punch Yuan Shan in the stomach, but when his claws came, he had to guard against it, otherwise he would be captured by Yuan Shan.

So, he lay down again.

Zhang Hao leaned back, his body turned around like a whirlwind, his feet were crossed, and he kicked up and down the mountain like a fan.

Yuanshan's eyes widened, this move must be prevented, and it will be over if he is kicked to the absolute end.

'Bang bang bang!'

Three times in a row, Yuan Shan actually grabbed Zhang Hao's two legs with his excellent judgment and speed, but Zhang Hao directly bent over and straightened up with his waist strength, and gave Yuan Shan a head hammer with his head.

Yuan Shan leaned forward, and Zhang Hao was able to arch his waist, which showed how strong his waist strength was.

This collision, the two people fell to the ground suddenly, the distant mountain pressed on Zhang Hao's body, Zhang Hao hit the ground with his back and fell very badly,

But both hands turned into claws and pressed on Zhang Hao's neck.

"Hehe, Abbot Huiwen, sign it!"

Zhu Tao had already appeared beside Huiwen, baring his teeth and smiling from ear to ear.