Chapter 6: The Tragedy of Shaolin (6)

Yang Tiexin, commander of the Yinshan Theater, watched the Shaolin Temple monk wave his long stick and stand with the Song army holding a wooden rifle for training. And his eyes lit up.

The Song army once had a lot of debate about whether to abolish the pikemen, but the Zhao family insisted on their own point and completely eliminated the pikemen after installing sleeve bayonets on the rifles. Since the pikemen were abolished, the Zhao family gathered the best players in the army to develop new assassination routines and tutorials for the rifle. Yang Tiexin, as the successor of the Yang family gun, has made a lot of efforts in it and has been recognized to a certain extent. He was also determined at that time that he would be able to have today's status.

But I saw the long stick in the hand of the Shaolin monk dancing like a windmill, and it was indeed a practitioner. After watching it for a while, Yang Tiexin already had confidence. These stick techniques are not tempered from the battlefield of blood and fire at all, so there are too many places that are powerful and flashy. Sure enough, within a few seconds after Yang Tiexin made a judgment, the Song army soldier stepped up with an arrow, and the bayonet knocked the Shaolin monk's long stick, and then a thrust made the Shaolin monk roll on the ground with his stomach in his arms.

Song Jun's side immediately applauded. On the other side of the Shaolin Temple, there was a sigh. Eighteen games, from the beginning of the battle to now there have been eighteen games, and the Shaolin monks have lost a full eighteen games. What the monks couldn't stand the most was that there was no fierce fighting in every competition. For example, fist and foot kung fu, Shaolin Temple has Shaolin long boxing, Shaolin boxing Arhat boxing, Shaolin Panruo palm, Shaolin flower hands, stained clothes eighteen falls. And so on and so forth.

The so-called seventy-two stunts, that is the treasure of the Shaolin faction that has been exchanged with many good players for so many years by holding martial arts conferences.

Compared to this artistic battle, the Song army's kung fu was simply a disgrace. Their exercises are the same, and their movements are simple and crude. But such a simple and rough kung fu was used in the hands of a group of young Qiu Ba, and they defeated the monks of Shaolin Temple. The age of these Song soldiers was another thing that made the great monk extremely annoyed. As the saying goes, the fist does not leave the hand, and the curl does not leave the mouth, and a kung fu must be practiced diligently for many years. The group of people who appeared in Song Jun were all young people, and they were all about the same age. At the age of eighteen to early twenties. Such a group of people just won the Shaolin Temple group of thirty or forty-year-old players. It's just unbearable.

At this time, the nineteenth competition began, and the monks of Shaolin Temple stood with swords. This is a good hand at Shaolin Zen Sword, and just by going there, he has a martial arts style. Song Jun on the other side is finally a little older, and he looks twenty-six or seventeen. He had a slender sword in his hand with a large handle, and almost put his hand in it.

Song Jun took a position on this side, with one leg in front and one leg behind, the sword diagonally upwards in front of him, and the other arm bent behind him. It looks very weird.

Master Zhishen, who was standing beside Master Zhikong, couldn't help but murmur: "Stabbing to death and slashing, Song Jun's kung fu is so dangerous." ”

Master Zhikong and Master Zhishen have always had conflicts in their treatment of Song Jun, but after hearing this, they couldn't help frowning. At first, he didn't pay so much attention, but after being reminded like this, he also had some sudden realization. Looking back at the previous competitions, Song Jun's fists and kicks were not moves, but focused on fast movement, with rapid strength, to defeat the enemy. As for the weapons, the Song army's attacks were exceptionally simple, that is, blocking, dialing, and stabbing. Those who were knocked down were all stabbed by the Song army, and after falling to the ground, they no longer had the ability to fight back.

At this time, the two sides have begun to fight, and sure enough, as Master Zhikong said. The good hand of the Shaolin Zen sword looked at the moves, but what are the moves, such as cutting, chopping, and teasing. The sword held by the swordsman of the Song army relied on stabbing except for a slight block. The sword-wielding arm in front of him ensured that he could stab a wider range than the monk. Not long after, the monk was hit by arrows one after another. Fortunately, Song Jun put a wooden sleeve on the tip of the sword, so there was no blood. But the monk also knew something, and after he was hit by the sword in his neck, he covered his neck and retreated, but he no longer continued to fight, but turned his head and left. If Song Jun hadn't been prepared to prevent stabbing wounds, the great monk would have been struggling in his own pool of blood a long time ago.

The great monk Zhishen sighed, he turned his head away from the crowd and walked towards the temple. Before the gambling fight began, he really planned to defeat Song Jun again. Although I don't believe that Song Jun will really let go of Shaolin Temple, there is still room for full use of this victory. Now the great monk Zhishen is sure that since Song Jun dares to choose to gamble, he will really make full preparations. Judging from the present, the great monks are only afraid that there is no chance of victory.

When I returned to the gate of Shaolin Temple, I saw some monks looking over there. None of them are too young and they don't look strong. Seeing Master Zhishen coming, these monks hurriedly joined together to greet each other.

Master Zhishen didn't say much, and walked directly into the door. The monks of Shaolin Temple are generally older, and these elderly fire-headed monks in their forties cannot be sent to fight on the front line. Because these monks are actually not allowed to learn martial arts. Martial arts can make ordinary people have combat effectiveness, too many people have strong combat power, which is not good news for the upper class monks.

When he returned to his courtyard, he immediately followed by a monk of Yuanxin. The great monk Zhishen led Yuan Xin into the house, and asked the firehead monk to send charcoal, Master Zhishen roasted his hands, and then said: "It seems that I have to go to see the generals of the official army." ”

"Master, do you really think we're going to lose?" Yuan Xin asked uneasily.

"Whether you will lose or not, won't you know the result when you ask tonight."

"Yes...... It shouldn't be. "Yuan Xin followed the great monk Zhishen, of course he would not be stupid to think that the government would easily let go of Shaolin Temple, but firmly believed that the world's martial arts came out of Shaolin, and the monks and soldiers of Shaolin Temple were famous for hundreds of years, and there would be no problem.

"Alas!" The great monk Zhishen sighed: "It's useless to say this. I'm going to hurry up and get ready, and I'm waiting for the 301 games to be finished...... I'm afraid I won't be able to finish 301 games. If we lose 151 games, it's over. At that time, we will go to the government to say anything, but I am afraid that it will be too late. ”

"We can even lose the competition, but what can we say to the government." Yuan Xin looked sad.

"We have to confess our guilt to the government, and we just hope that the government can be lenient." In terms of how to end, the great monk Zhishen thought it out relatively early. Shaolin Temple has been arrogant in Songshan for so many years, and it has never really completely ruled Songshan with a numerical advantage. However, the Shaolin monks didn't know when they had the idea that they were the lord of Songshan. It was this kind of thinking that made the great monk resist the government's jurisdiction over Songshan. Now, if you want the government to dissipate your anger, bowing your head and admitting defeat is only the first step.

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